The cannons roared, people's eardrums were almost cracked, and the battle between the two battleships had reached a fever pitch, not only the guns on the lower decks of the battleships were spitting flames at each other, but the people on the deck were also attacking each other.

The sailors climbed the masts and cables with carbines, crossed their legs to secure their bodies, and condescendingly aimed at the opposing deck, trying to kill the opposing senior commander.

Whether it was the density of the gunfire, the solidity of the ships, or the number of sailors, the flagship of the Varstads, the "Hegemony", had the upper hand, and from the moment the two ships began to fight, the end was already doomed.

The fate of challenging this super flagship can be imagined, the broadside battle lasted only ten minutes, and the unknown battleship on the opposite side had been beaten to pieces.

For some unknown reason, they insisted on not surrendering, and the enemy ships had turned into purgatory, with the corpses of sailors and officers lying everywhere, and everything on the deck was burning.

A shell hit the bridge, the enemy captain died in the line of duty, their three main masts were also broken by chain bullets, the lower hull was bombarded by the cannons and all the holes, the internal structure became clearly visible, the cabin was full of flames, smoke billowed out, most of the cannons were destroyed, and the surviving sailors began to jump into the sea to escape.

In comparison, the "Hegemony" suffered only minor damage, losing only 6 guns and 43 sailors.

Soon, the enemy ship completely lost the ability to fight back, and one of the surviving officers waved a white flag, "Stop firing guns!" We surrender! Help us! ”

By this time, the nearby battle had also ended, the Sylvinian fleet suffered a crushing defeat, 3 battleships, 7 cruisers and 12 small frigates were sunk, and more than a dozen warships burning with fire were floating on the sea, the other remnants of the ships fled, and the nearby ocean was full of broken wreckage, and the crew who had fallen into the water hugged the driftwood and desperately cried for help.

"We have won," said Marshal Dalí, commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, putting down his binoculars and turning to the admiral, "to get those on the surface of the sea." ”

"This is a merciful act, and they will thank you, Elector," Admiral Valero saluted respectfully, and then ordered his men: "Lower the boat and save the men, and let the doctors prepare for the operation." ”

After rescuing hundreds of survivors, the aftermath of the battle lasted all day, and after rescuing hundreds of survivors, everyone began to be busy salvaging the bodies, burying the brave sailors at sea, and salvaging the wreckage on board.

The next day, the fleet continued along the original route, and there were no more enemy forces in front of it, and one of the observers saw the land through the eyepiece and exclaimed excitedly: "Sir! We're here! I see the New World! Thank the gods! ”

Arriving close to land, the fleet sailed along the coastline for several hours, dropping anchor at the predetermined bay, where there was no pier and the big ships could not continue and had to lay down their punts for landing.

They were busy until the evening of the day, when all the more than 15,000 soldiers of the expeditionary force landed on the land of the New World and set up camp in the woodlands on the shore.

The next day, the unloading work continued, and some of the officers and men of the army were assigned to help, while the others rested in the camp.

"It's been a month, I've had enough of that shaky deck, and it feels so good to be grounded!" General Gavin happily stamped his foot with his boots, "Look at this land, how fertile! No wonder countries are vying for the New World! ”

Dali was still looking at the busy crew, "After the personnel have landed, the lifting of the baggage will have to be carried out for a day or two, especially the cavalry's war horses, which must be carefully hoisted and must not damage these treasures." ”

"We should celebrate!" General Poigny proposed, "It's good to have a bonfire at the camp tonight." ”

Gavin spat at him, "You kid never got things serious!" We don't know where the enemy is, so maybe they're hiding in the woods, ready to strike while we're drunk!" ”

"Hey! You boring fellow, you shouldn't have brought you here, it's a bad sight! ”

"Okay, you two don't quarrel!" Dali smiled and persuaded, "I have sent scouts, and the entire shoal has been controlled by us, so there should be no enemy attack in the next few days."

I agree with Poigny that a bonfire, a month-long voyage is a drain on morale, and many soldiers have problems with their psychological state, which is not something that psychiatrists and priests can solve, they have to be healed with spirits and revelry. ”

Gavin nodded at him, "Well, since you've agreed, I don't have anything to say. ”

"Duwalt! Come here! Dali shouted.

Major Duwalt, the logistics quartermaster, trotted all the way when he heard the voice, "Did you call me?" Your Excellency, Commander. ”

"Yes, I'm looking for you, tonight in the barracks for a bonfire, you say hello to Admiral Valero, ask him to lend the ship's cooks to our army for use, let the sappers set up a makeshift kitchen and barbecue grill, cut down nearby trees, and make some makeshift tables and firewood."

"So...... Don't have to eat those damn portable rations tonight? Duwalt's face flashed with joy, and his saliva was about to flow.

"Haha, you guessed it, you glutton! Get out our stock of gin and brandy, as well as those frozen beef and pork chops in the ship's freezer, and by the way, remember to bring the secret barbecue sauce, you have a huge task to make the fifteen thousand soldiers feel happy and morale again, can you do it? ”

"No problem!"

The bonfires were a great success, and many of the soldiers suffering from mild depression were able to regain their happiness, and the morale of the expeditionary force was greatly boosted.

But there was also a slight price, with five dying from alcoholism, three dying from brawls, and one heart attack dying laughing while dancing, which Dali called "an unavoidable loss." ”

On the fifth day after landing, the unloading was finally completed, and it was time to say goodbye to our naval friends.

Before leaving, Dalí shook hands with the admiral, "General Valero, thank you for your professional escort work, you are worthy of being the pillar of our navy." ”

"Thanks for the compliment, my talent is nothing compared to your genius."

"We're heading inland today, and we're going to have to work hard for you to take care of our supply lines."

"Rest assured, Elector, my fleet will continue to patrol the coastline, and with any luck, I can hold back the Sylvinians' reinforcements and supplies in the middle of the way."

After seeing the fleet leave, the expeditionary force officially embarked on the journey, the three divisions were divided into three columns and marched in unison, the hussars as scouts broke forward, the flanks were protected by chasseurs, and the baggage battalions and artillery halls were behind, and the army left the shoals and advanced towards the vast hinterland of the New World.