O great Duke of St. Trite,

You rode the sea dragon king through the wind and waves,

No one knows where your hometown is,

But you bring hope to the oppressed people.

Proud pioneer of the free city-state,

Following in the footsteps of the Duke of Saint-Tritte,

When your bodies are buried under the largest lighthouse,

Countless people can stand up and roar from now on:

Sea Clan, our enemy,

And the little one who hides in the shadows,

It will surely be swept into the abyss of the endless sea by the free people!

For the sake of freedom, move forward!

For the sake of St. Territe, I will spare my life!

On Victory Square, the lighthouse outpost, the noisy crowd that used to be bustling is gone, only the sad troubadours holding their harps and singing in front of the Victory Monument wall.

The lighthouse post was originally built as a military port and the largest troop island in the Far East for the free city-state.

With the silver battleship "St. Naze" as the flagship, a total of five standing fleets are stationed here.

Major General Wellington stood on the watchtower on the top floor of the lighthouse, looking at the sea facing east, with a serious expression.

The five fleets consist of a total of thirty Black Iron-class warships and one Silver Battleship, which is almost invincible in the waters of the Lighthouse Outpost.

But if the Sea Clan attacks on a large scale, the five fleets will not be enough to see at all, and they will be destroyed by the Sea Clan army in minutes.

Where did the gold-class battleship Bicrates go, and was it really as the Sea Clan said, buried in the depths of the Endless Sea?

That's the "Bicrates", which is known as the fortress of the sea!

Bicrates means Titan, Giant, and the most powerful in the ancient Elven language.

The Titans are the natives of the World of the Brave, who disappeared early in the Age of Mythology, and there are few legends left behind.

The silver battleship "Saint Naze" is equipped with 5,000 sea guards as standard, with complete high-level combat power of various professions, plus no less than 30 magic crystal cannons on the hull, the Sea Clan Pioneer Legion wants to gnaw this hard bone, and there is no one or two thousand Sea Clans to fill it with their lives, and there is no possibility of sinking it.

The waterway leading to St. Trite is unavoidable by the lighthouse outpost, and only by taking this bridgehead can they attack St. Trite boldly.

In the three wars between the two clans, in the end, the back road of the Sea Clan was cut off, and the magic materials consumed by various wars could not be supplied, so they were annihilated by the human army in one fell swoop.

"Bang Bang Bang"

There was a knock on the door, and the adjutant pushed it in.

"Major General Wellington, the messenger sent by Grand Duke Vasari has arrived and is already waiting in the combat room!"

Major General Wellington nodded, retracting his thoughts.

The Courier should have good news for himself, as he needs to take over the information and command of all fleets around the Lighthouse Outpost, even if many fleet commanders hold military positions above him.

The navy blue military uniform with woolen material was stretched, the general's hat was straightened, and the major general walked away with square steps.

In the war room, Extraordinary and Percy are looking around a huge miniature diorama of the sea.

With a secret decree personally signed by the Grand Duke of Vasari, coupled with the Earl of Shiyi, who is a member of the extraordinary free city-state, the guards inspected and let him go directly.

However, only the extraordinary was allowed in, and the entourage could only enter one person.

Percy became an extraordinary entourage assistant, and took the small suitcase from the extraordinary.

A steady footstep sounded in the war room, and Extraordinary looked up to meet Major General Wellington as he entered the door.

I knew about the commander of the Thirteenth Fleet stationed at the lighthouse post, but it was the first time I had seen a real person.

Major General Wellington was about thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a square face and thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Under the navy blue triangular hat, there is silver curly hair, and sapphire-like eyes with a faint sense of oppression.

This is a standard military man!

Extraordinary smiled and performed a noble standard etiquette, he knew that the military and aristocratic families of St. Trite did not have a cold very much.

People don't speculate, so make a long story short.

With a wave of his hand, Percy walked to the long table in the center of the war room and put down his suitcase.

The suitcase opens towards the extraordinary side.

The first document was a commendation order.

In the battle between Volcanic Island and the Graybeard Pirates, Rear Admiral Wellington performed well, although Jones Sr. was later rescued from prison, but it was not the Thirteenth Fleet's fault.

"Rear Admiral Wellington has been promoted to Vice Admiral, and all fleets that enter the lighthouse post will be under your command from now on!"

Subsequently, Extraordinary took out a thick stack of blank letters of appointment, which the Grand Duke had given to Lieutenant General Wellington.

The Sea Clan Vanguard was approaching, and even if Wellington started to change the captains of several fleets now, he wouldn't have time to arrange for all of them.

The commendation decree and these blank letters of appointment were obviously not decisions made by the Grand Duke of Vasari alone, and the town hall could not get around, and the Minister of the Navy also had an opinion.

However, most of the legislators were killed or injured, and the citizen representatives were even more disconnected, and it is estimated that they have no say in the free port in a short period of time.

The vice admiral's badge, as well as the Grand Duke's Ring Seal, which mobilized all the fleets, were taken out one by one and placed in front of Vice Admiral Wellington.

It can be said that the current Lieutenant General Wellington, although his military rank is not high, is definitely the second person in the military.

The Minister of Military Affairs is in charge of the Army, Navy and Air Force, but when it comes to wartime, he often has to see three generals of the army.

The Admiral of the City Guard, who was also the Minister of War, died in the assassination of the "Winter Night Feather".

The successor of the Admiral of the City Guard is not widely known now, but the City Guard has little chance to perform until the Sea Clan army lands.

Admiral Comenius of the Sea Guard is still struggling with the missing Gold-class battleship "Bicracy".

Air Guard Admiral Mayer heard that he was flying around the countries of the mainland, one was hoping to get the assistance of the Ten Knights, but he took a large number of magic crystals to buy the magic crystal spaceship and magic crystal cannon that the free city-state urgently needed.

"Count Cordo Extraordinary, this is your first visit to the lighthouse outpost! I will arrange for the adjutant to show you around this pearl of the Far East, but before noon tomorrow, please be sure to leave the harbor and return to Saint-Trite!"

The serious expression was a little impersonal, and the cold tone was even more diplomatic.

I don't know if this vice admiral would have pulled out the bayonet sword on his waist if he knew that it was the second time he landed on the island, and when he took three pirate captains and two black iron battleships with him on the island for the first time.

Extraordinary shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands out to show that it didn't matter.

Lieutenant General Wellington is a good man, and tomorrow at noon, it should be the time for the Sea Clan Vanguard Legion to reach the lighthouse outpost's sea cordon.

In Wellington's eyes, the young earl of Extraordinary belongs to the category of pond fish.

He is young and looks like a talent, if he was that kind of gentleman, I believe that Grand Duke Vasari would not have entrusted such an important task.

was about to squeeze out a smile to give to the extraordinary Wellington, when he suddenly saw the entourage who came in with the extraordinary look calmly put the model of the battleship on the sea map into his cuffs, and suddenly his face was black.

"Adjutant Lajen, hurry up and take Count Cordo to rest!"