Realm of Power

"Flagship order, the entire fleet enters the central waters of Antuoros!"

The flag bearer on the mast overhead continued to shout loudly to the bridge, and everyone cheered up in despair.

"Quick, raise the sail!" The sailors on the deck ran quickly,

"Turn thirty-one and enter the central sea area of ​​​​Antroros." Gatesa personally ordered. Standing on the bridge of the Dragon Tooth Ship, he unconsciously licked his chapped lips blown by the sea wind, and his bloodshot eyes instantly The time was filled with the desire to fight. Like him, on the only Dragon-class battleship of the Third Squadron, Squadron Commander Si Effenger also looked excited and used the pen in his hand to draw a red mark heavily on the chart. Circle, ordered loudly

"Order the fleet to move at full speed, target Antuorus!"

"Tell all the captains that in terms of distance alone, we are the closest to Antuoros. If there are no accidents, the first roar of the Imperial Navy's shots in foreign waters will most likely be ejected from our Dragon Tooth Ship. , This is the greatest honor for a navy soldier, so we must grab it!"

"For the glory of the Imperial Navy!" As soon as Sieffenger's words were delivered, the sailors' shouts immediately rang out on the fleet deck. Their blood was boiling and they roared. "The water waves turned, and the huge Dragon-class battleship and the four wing ships on the right were heard. Slowly rotate in the same direction of travel,

The low sail quickly rose up to the tall mast, like a huge battle flag, and was immediately blown into a hemisphere by the fierce sea breeze. The huge falcon mark embroidered on it swayed in the wind, as if it came alive. It gives people a ferocious and terrifying feeling With such momentum, the bow of the ship accelerated and split open the huge waves that were coming towards it. The churned sea surface boiled, and it plunged into the waves like a sharp sword, stirring up a piece of salty sea water. The howling sea wind was unable to calm down the Falcon Navy's gas. A strong fighting spirit

It was a cloudless sea with turbulent blue waves. When the figure of the Third Fleet appeared in the dangerous range 500 meters away from the port, the calm waters outside the port of Antoros were still unaware of the oncoming danger. Not even one ship There are no patrol warships, all warships are It was docked neatly in the port, and it was filled with neatly dressed soldiers, like a guard of honor. They gave way to a waterway at the entrance of the port. Everyone's eyes were focused on the mast of a large warship that was slowly docked in. What flutters is a pair of gold-painted wings,

"Pa" With the sound of the hull hitting the rocks on the pier, the warship stopped steadily. Gilifi, the governor of Antroros, stood on the platform of the port wearing a gorgeous gold-lined aristocratic dress. Baron Fei Wu, the admiral of the defense fleet, stood behind him with a nervous look on his face.

Under their sight, the huge battleship's baffle was lowered and "Salute!" The soldiers' uniform salutes sounded from the surrounding battleships.

Under the gaze of everyone, a group of soldiers wearing bright breastplates and wide-brimmed pointed iron helmets protected a man in golden clothing from above.

"The noble Marquis of Loaire, a big man like you also personally inspected the imperial coastal defense. It is really an example of an emperor!"

Gilifi walked up to him with a flattering face, almost running away, with a smile that was almost fixed on his face, which made the general who came down frown slightly, "It is the responsibility of our soldiers to patrol the coastal defense, not to mention the troubled times now. Don’t dare to slack off anymore!”

The general who came down did not mean to be grateful at all, but said calmly, "I am here on official business. To make a long story short, the Empire received a complaint from the Principality of Normandy. They accused you of occupying their Antoros Island and driving them away." Their ships, you should know that within the Empire, malicious attacks are prohibited. If the situation is true, facing the disputed area, the Imperial Navy will take over this place."

"The Normans are absolutely talking nonsense!" After hearing what the Marquis of Roaire had done, Governor Giliffey immediately became anxious and quickly explained, "This island was voluntarily given up by the Normans in exchange for our Principality of Dunkirk. Support him as consul of the region."

The man who got off the warship was named Luo Ailei. Unlike Gilife, who was just a noble from Dunkirk, this Marquis of Luo Ailei was one of the four electors granted by the empire. Although compared to those powerful countries in the empire, It doesn't show much weight, but if it's against a small or medium-sized country like Dunkirk, it's more than enough.

"Is there any document to prove this agreement?" Luo Ailei rolled his eyes noncommittally, pretending to be concerned, "Documents...

. . "Governor Giliffe looked blank. How could he sign a document for such a secret agreement? Moreover, he was only a local governor, and it was even more impossible for him to use such a thing.

"If there is no proof, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to help! Let's wait for the Imperial Navy's decision." Luo Ailei said with a cold face, preparing to turn around and board the battleship. He didn't want to stay even for a moment. He had planned it before coming. He first took the Normandy people's money and blackmailed the Dunkirk people. He would help whoever got the more money. But he didn't expect that the Dunkirk people were so unscrupulous and didn't even mean to express their feelings.

"My lord, my lord! We have a certificate." Governor Giliffe hurriedly ran up and said, "But the certificate is in Dunkirk and it will take some time to get it."

"Really? Is there really any proof?" Luo Ailei looked at Jilifi's pale face with a half-smile.

"Absolutely, it will definitely satisfy you!" Governor Gilifi said through gritted teeth. He is also someone who has a deep understanding of the internal situation of the empire. In fact, everyone knows that although his line, the Elector Luo Ailei, is under the banner of the empire, A title conferred by the emperor, but that was hundreds of years ago. With the growth of the empire, The national power was weakening day by day, and the family fortune was also declining rapidly. He worked as a sinecure in the Admiralty, called Coast Guard Patrol. In fact, he just went around randomly calling people. However, the Normans were able to invite him to come in person, and they spent a lot of money. If there is no expression from his side, Antuolos will really want to change back!

"Okay, to be fair, I'll wait here for three days!"

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Luo Ailei turned back with a smile on his face, full of pride, and looked up the mountains of the island until he saw the fortress high on the island. He muttered to himself, "Although there is nothing interesting, look at it. For the gold coins, it's pretty good, right? 1'

"Whoops" A violent roar passed over his head, and a white line crossed the sky. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, it hit the wall of the island fortress heavily. "Boom" A violent explosion sounded like muffled thunder. ,

The shrill cry of "enemy attack" from the port lookout and "Attack!" from Dragon-class battleship boss Effenger sounded at the same time. Countless firelights shot out from the side of the Dragon-class battleship instantly flashed on the sea surface, and white smoke filled the air. Almost blocking the distant horizon,

"Hoo ho ho!" Hundreds of Thunder God bullets fell like raindrops, and instantly a series of fires were lit at the port. The Dunkel people who faced the Thunder God's fire for the first time were completely stunned. Everything was on them. His eyes undulated and flashed, fire exploded, smoke billowed, and human limbs flew away like pieces of paper. Before the sail could be raised, the mast fell heavily, and there was a howling of ghosts and wolves below.