'Bastard, our flanks are completely exposed!'" On the decks of the warships, the angry voices of the captains of the Valencia fleet suddenly sounded, and the withdrawal of the Merenti fleet made the Valencia fleet, which was fighting fiercely on the flanks, lose the last support center of gravity

The battle situation was like an unbalanced ceiling, obviously tilting towards the direction of the opponent's navy, the artillery fire from the side swept violently, countless water columns stirred up more than ten meters of water, and the center of gravity of the dense artillery fire began to move towards the unresponsive Valencia fleet, and the three dragon-class battleships that quickly turned around drew three huge water marks on the sea, and almost simultaneously let out a roar that resounded across the sea,

Fierce artillery fire, from the dragon-class battleships arranged like a beehive side gun muzzles, powerful enough to overturn the river and sea, a few meters high water splash in the moment of the salvo, just around the Valencia ship group thrown high, like a dazzling star group disillusionment, countless fireballs with the breath of annihilation and death, like a torrential rain on the old hull of the Valencia fleet,

The salvo of 3 Dragon-class ships with a total of more than 180 guns suddenly pressed towards the enemy's ship group like rolling thunder from the side, and the Valencian fleet with an old hull let out a terrible and piercing cracking sound under the dense crossfire like a grid board, and the shining fire kept flashing, making his eyes feel like pins

"Myrondy, this cowardly coward, sold us all!"

The captains angrily looked at the Merendi fleet that completely disregarded the safety of the wingman fleet, and took care of their own oil and slipped away, angrily scolded, and fiercely put their hats still on the table, the offensive of their own fleet was blocked, and the withdrawal of the Merendi fleet, the situation collapsed to this point, with the withdrawal of the Merendi fleet. The center of the enemy's attack has shifted to the side of its own fleet.

Only the old admiral Ayazer stared at the sea with bloodshots, at this moment, Merendi's approach was the most correct way, the enemy's fierce artillery fire completely overwhelmed his own fleet, even Ayaze, the admiral, had no confidence in fighting, and Ayaze did not believe that Merendi was a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death

Now. The only way to trust your teammates is to believe in them!

The old admiral's heart flashed with a hint of determination, the empire had never encountered such a terrible enemy, and even the Biak-class heavy warships could not withstand the full force of the opponent's blow. Someone had to bring the news back, and the five-layer mast and sail-powered Imperial ships of the Merendi fleet were clearly a better choice than their own slow-moving old ships

"Attention Admiral. We were hit!"

In the distance, the huge 3 Dragon-class battleships were breaking through the waves, turning their guns and firing angles. Apparently taking their flagship as the next target, this moment. The old admiral felt his scalp explode, and the terrible scene of the battleship being hit and exploding flashed through his mind

"Is this coming to an end?" the gray-haired old admiral raised his head, as if he had seen the flash of light from the battleship on the opposite side completely envelop him, too tired, in the defeat of this naval confrontation, he saw the decline and twilight of the imperial navy, the rise of a new naval power, "boom" The sound of a huge explosion came. Countless debris rained down on the ship's side, at a critical moment. An allied warship cut in from the flank, like a barrier in front of Ayaza's flagship

"Admiral, it's the Alquiria!" The adjutant's excited voice sounded next to him, and it was almost a little bit, the fierce artillery fire set off a huge splash and even rushed directly to the side of the flagship of Ayaze, wetting the adjutant's hair, but his expression was completely frozen on his face in the next second,

Right before his eyes, the huge hull of the Alquiria, which had been hit, disintegrated in an instant from its back with a large explosion like a remnant leaf rolled up in a storm.

The splinters sank, tumbled, exploded in the firelight, countless black dots were mercilessly thrown into the air, the iconic bow crash angle fell heavily into the rough sea, the stern of the ship was cocked out of balance, and the sailors on it were completely confused, struggling to dodge the rolling flames,

Eventually, the bruised hull could not support the weight of the stern, and when the stern was raised to a faster vertical, the hull cracked with a thud, and the stern slammed down high, splashing countless waters, and then plunged deep into the seawater, never to be seen again. On the surface of the sea, there were only floating debris, and there were two huge whirlpools, and soon the sea surface was covered with half-sinking and half-floating wreckage, thick smoke billowed into the sky, and the burning battleship let out an overwhelmed brittle crack

The tumbling sea was stained red with human blood, countless corpses floated on the sea, rolling as the battleship squeezed and galloped, the sun shone on such a sea, it seemed that even the sun could not bear to face this tragic scene, a huge dragon-class battleship in the distance slowly leaned over, the door was still emitting white smoke and a black hole with a muzzle, flashing a dark luster under the sunlight,

"The other side is asking us to surrender!" said the adjutant with an ugly trembling face, although he couldn't understand the flag waving on the opposite mast, but the other party's posture of preparing for attack, and the black hole against his own muzzle, has undoubtedly shown this,

If you don't surrender, sink it! The naked threat of force is far more powerful than all words,

"It seems that it's time to end! If we continue to fight, the whole army will be annihilated" The old Admiral Ayacho picked up the fallen Admiral Hat from the deck, stood up straight with a solemn face, arranged the Admiral's Hat dripping with sea water with both hands, and finally put it on the white-haired head, and took a deep breath, "Order all ships to give up resistance and raise the white flag." This is an order that Ayazer has never given in his life, and he knows that with these words, in just 2 hours, the naval battle in the sea area of Antolus ended in the complete defeat of the Empire, and the results of the bloody battle of tens of thousands of Imperial Navy were all in vain

"My lord, the enemy's flagship has surrendered! Our army has completely controlled the sea area" Commander of the Fourth Fleet, Tilge, boarded Dustrenkay's flagship with the excitement of victory, and in the distance, the soldiers of the landing fleet had already taken control of the harbor, and the enemy's resistance was weakening,......

On a calm sea, the pale blue water slapped on an Imperial warship that had penetrated the deck and was in a semi-floating state, the remnant sun was like blood, and the setting sun shone on the body of the Imperial Admiral Merendi, dragging out a long black shadow,

His eyes as blue as the sea looked into the distance, with a kind of sparseness on his body, and his whole person stood like a statue in the sun, which was the afterglow of the empire,

As night fell, and the sea gradually became dark, Myronlis came to the bow of the ship from the back of the deck, "Father, it's windy outside, let's go back to the cabin first!"

Merendi's gaze retracted from a distance, and he said with a heavy expression, "You must look down on this father, in the sky-high fire and raindrops scattered battleship fragments, when your comrades need to hold on the most, your father chose to retreat without face."

"No, I'm just proud to have such a father!" Contrary to Merendi's expectations, his son Myronlis's eyes flashed, his expression was cold, and he said with a hint of affirmation, "Father's decision is not wrong, we have done our best! In just a few days, the damage to the battleship cannot be completely repaired, and the battleships that attack are all with large and small holes,

The inside of the deck is covered with all kinds of patches, and the sailors on the ship are not enough, if they do not withdraw, with such a scarred fleet, once they are entangled in close quarters by the opponent's powerful mobile warship, the fierce enemy will completely tear our fleet to pieces like a shark biting a killer whale" The young Imperial Navy officer's voice stopped, looked at the sea from afar, and said with a slight trembling of his lips, "You are not suing me, the navy is not only a glory, but also iron and blood and a decision that must be absolutely calm" "There is nothing wrong with retreating!"

"I'm sure Admiral Ayazer would have understood," said Lenlis, with a hint of solemnity in his voice, "otherwise he would not have given the order to surrender after his father left, so as to save the lives of the sailors and hold back the enemy's pursuit for us.

As the last fleet to survive this naval battle, we must bring back the real situation! A defeat in a naval battle does not mean anything, how to wake up the Imperial Navy from this defeat is more important!"Although I don't want to admit it, I think the Imperial Navy is really a bit old compared to such an opponent!" Myronlis followed his father's gaze, and although the sound of battle had subsided in that sea, he could still see the bursting fires still shining on the surface of the distant sea.

The battle is over, but the crackling sound of the huge battleship seems to be ringing in people's ears, it is just an intuition, or maybe the sea belonging to the Imperial Navy is crying,

"Can you grant me a request?" said Melendy, turning from the front and looking at her son with a fierce gaze

"What request?" Myronlis asked hesitantly, not knowing why, but he heard a bit of a bleak feeling from his father's words

"I believe I will go back this time,......" Merendi's deep voice stopped, then shook his head again, and said, "Forget it, just remember, no matter what happens, don't lose faith in the Imperial Navy!"

"Father......" Myronlis's face was gloomy, ten fingers clenched together, at this moment he finally knew where his uneasiness came from, his father was defeated, and the navy lost tens of thousands of soldiers, although it would attract the attention of the imperial naval community, but as the commander of this battle, his father was equally to blame!

Melendi stood proudly at the bow of the ship, the sea breeze blowing, the clothes fluttered, the hunting sound, and the thousands of stars above his head, like an endless galaxy lying across the sky, which used to be the sky that Melendi liked to see most when he was young, (to be continued.) )