The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

"Don't come to me unless something unexpected happens. Leave me alone."

After the Lightning returned to the Rose Fleet's sailing fleet, Lucat said this to Leto, and then he returned to the cabin alone.

Leto watched Lucat leave with worry, he was also present at the meeting with Clemento just now, and Clemento's performance had made him feel uneasy.

That kind of madness should not appear in a commander-in-chief who shoulders important responsibilities.

Although the Hungarians always clamored for the Yan people to pay with blood, and Frederick often behaved extremely manic, they were obviously much inferior to Clemento today.

Clemento's brain has been completely occupied by hatred, and he seems to have lost his rationality.

Leto still remembered Lucat's warning before setting sail. He said that whoever loses his mind first in a war will most likely be the loser.

It is for this reason that Leto knows that even though there are fleets of three countries with an unparalleled number of warships, being in the middle of them still makes him feel a strong sense of crisis.

This is partly due to the internal disunity and the commander-in-chief Clemento who was blinded by revenge.

On the other hand, the experience of the Federation Fleet, whose situation had been upgraded from "missing" to "possibly annihilated", provided a preliminary glimpse into the strength of the enemy.

From the last confrontation, we have learned that Yan State has more than a thousand sailing warships and an incalculable number of artillery. Now that Yan State’s armaments may have been improved, their threat level has undoubtedly also been raised to the highest level.

Perhaps the number of their warships could not be compared with that of the coalition forces, but when they had more powerful artillery shells, this only advantage of theirs did not seem so obvious.

The hope that the federal fleet had inflicted damage on the Yan people now seemed like an unrealistic fantasy. After all, no traces of Yan warships had been found among the many ship wreckages that had been salvaged.

In this case, it is not a wise move to directly engage in battle with the enemy before they reveal their combat power. Marshal Lucat should also think so, after all, he has been very resistant from the beginning.

But how could Clemento disobey after he had given that mandatory order?

Thinking of this, Leto suddenly felt confused.

He looked at the sea in the night. Boundless darkness enveloped everything. The waves were beating against the hull, making waves of disturbing noises.

Dark clouds still covered the sky, the moon was always looming, but the fleet was still sailing, and the arrival of night only slowed them down a little.

The huge fleet lit up countless ship lights, but this area of ​​sea was still dimly lit.

At this time, a sailor shouted: "The wind is blowing, do you want to fold a sail?" Then the sailor ran to the navigation room.

Laito took off his hat in a daze and muttered:

"got windy."

He leaned against the railing and looked at the sea, thinking randomly in his mind. He didn't know how long it had passed before the soldiers informed him that Lucat was calling the officers in the fleet to come to the ship for a meeting.

Leto was a little confused, but he knew that the marshal must have something important to discuss, so he immediately walked towards the cabin.

-

There was no oil lamp lit in the dark marshal's cabin, and there were no windows, so not a single light came in.

In the darkness, Lucat sat on the cramped single bed, his shoulders slumped, his head lowered, looking at the deck.

Then he took off his hat and threw it on the bed.

Then he rubbed his hair, making it messy, and rubbed his face hard until it turned red.

"Clap clap clap."

There were footsteps outside the cabin, but Lucat seemed not to hear them, still looking at the deck with his head down.

"Marshal?" Leto called softly from outside.

Lucat did not respond. Leto, who was standing at the door, knew that Lucat was in a bad mood, so he did not say anything. He just stood quietly at the door.

After a while, officers from other ships arrived one after another, five in total, and they walked down the stairs.

"Leto?" An officer walking in front looked at Leto standing at the cabin door in confusion.

Laito shook his head and whispered, "Please wait a moment."

The officers looked at each other, said nothing more, took off their hats and stood in the aisle waiting.

After a while, the door of the cabin still did not open. One of the officers could not help but whispered in Leto's ear: "Did something happen?"

Laito nodded silently.

So the rest of the people looked at him, and after thinking for a while, Leto whispered to them everything that had happened after they went to the Sari fleet.

When he finished speaking, everyone remained silent and looked at the closed cabin door.

The long wait had made Leto feel a little uneasy, so he prepared to knock on the door and ask.

At this moment, there was a "crunch" sound.

Lucat slowly opened the hatch.

As the cabin door opened, the dim light in the aisle slowly filled the dark cabin and illuminated his face.

"Marshal." Everyone looked at Lucat with a serious expression and said in unison.

"Everyone, can you trust me without reservation?" Lucat said with a sullen face.

Leto was puzzled by the question asked by Lucat, but as his deputy, he answered without hesitation:

"Of course, you are our marshal."

"That's for sure!" the others followed suit.

Seeing that they answered so quickly, Lucat continued, "Then what I want to do next is likely to make us sinners. Can you accept it?"

After these words were spoken, the officers' faces immediately became solemn.

Leto had a vague premonition in his heart. He opened his mouth and after a pause, he said:

"In this fleet, you are our marshal. You led us out of danger in the last battle and allowed us to stand here today."

"So whatever you want to do now, no matter what the consequences are, I will accept them all and support all your decisions."

Then, the other officers spoke one after another:

"You are our marshal. We just need to obey whatever decision you make!"

"Marshal, just give the order!"

Lukat's serious expression gradually relaxed, and he made way for the door: "Come in and listen to my ideas."

"This is about our fleet, and our country."

-

Coral Island.

As the night deepened, the fierce wind blew across the sea, and the rolling waves grew higher and higher.

Suddenly they swooped down fiercely, slamming the rocks near the shore with loud bangs, and hundreds of badly damaged federal warships mixed in the reefs were floating up and down with the sea water.

A large amount of debris that rushed out of these warships was swept towards the island by the waves, and thousands of defeated soldiers on the coast looked at the dark sea in despair.

The sound of the whistle was moving away from the island, and the sea monsters spewing white smoke were getting farther and farther away.

But the fear they left behind remained on everyone's face.

There was a loud "boom".

A badly damaged warship broke away from the reef in the rolling waves, it overturned in the sea and gradually disappeared.

Adam was in a state of disarray, trapped among the fleeing soldiers. He stumbled towards the sea, but the soldiers beside him stopped him.

"Commander, it's no use."

"Our warships have been completely destroyed by them and cannot be used anymore. If no one rescues us, we will never be able to leave this island again."

“But we are lucky.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "bang".

Edelman fell to the ground with lifeless eyes, and fainted as if he had been hit hard.