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

It was already early morning, and the night was still dark.

But the sea was ablaze with flames. Countless wreckages of warships were drifting on the sea. The wreckage burned with crackling sounds, the masts collapsed in the flames, and the charred corpses were pressed to the ground by the fragments produced by the explosion. The flames burned fiercely among the corpses.

Thick black smoke rose straight into the sky with flames flickering in it. The Allied fleet, from the initial vertical battle line to the subsequent horizontal battle line, were all destroyed at this moment. The huge fleet was reduced to less than 150 ships, and they were scattered all over the sea in a fragmented situation. They could no longer gather together, let alone launch an effective offensive.

The Dawn Fleet, which was supposed to fight the Yan Army Fleet head-on, now has less than 30 warships left, and these remaining warships are severely damaged. Most of their sails have been burned by flames, and many masts have fallen down, which means that they have lost power and can only be slaughtered like people with their hands and feet cut off.

On its left wing, the Pearl Fleet of less than 120 warships was broken up by artillery fire and split into several teams. Some had several warships lined up in a row, while others had a dozen warships gathered together. The largest team consisted of less than fifty warships. This team did not suffer serious losses and was also the farthest team from the battlefield. They had already turned around and were following the footsteps of the evacuated Giant Whale Fleet.

The person who issued the evacuation order was Winston, the deputy commander of the Sari fleet. He was originally the captain of the Pearl Fleet and his authority was only second to Clemento. However, the evacuation order was issued in violation of Clemento's orders.

After seeing the retreat of the Whale Fleet, Winston knew that the situation was over and that continuing the battle would only result in the annihilation of the entire army.

The enemy's explosive bombs, armor plates, and unique driving force determined that they would definitely win this naval battle. Our numerical advantage was completely unmatched by these new warships.

The mutual destruction method of fighting has been tried in powerful charges time and time again, but it still has no effect. The constantly destroyed warships and evacuated friendly forces allow the enemy to maximize its firepower on those assault ships, so these warships are always destroyed and lose power during the collision.

What's more, the enemy also has those invading gunboats. Winston has reason to believe that these gunboats can fire hidden shells, not in the sky, but on the sea surface or on the bottom of the sea.

This is almost pure speculation, but it actually happened in this battle.

Winston knew that when dying together was not possible, the only option was to evacuate, but Clemento was still determined to continue fighting, and Winston knew that he had lost his mind.

He had experienced the same failure once in the Battle of the South China Sea, and he could not accept this failure, so he no longer cared about his own life.

But he didn't care, the fleet couldn't end up being completely wiped out.

Before leaving Garnate, Queen Isabella had specifically told Winston to pay attention to Clemento's mental state during the next voyage. If Clemento had any mental problems, he would have to rest and Winston would be the commander-in-chief. But now the battle situation was beyond redemption, and Winston had no choice but to give up Clemento and evacuate the battlefield with the few remaining warships.

He had seen the strength of the Yan Kingdom Navy in this naval battle, so he had to take this information back to Leon Continent to report to Isabella.

But even if we choose to evacuate, it has now become a rather difficult thing to do.

On the Pearl ship that was sailing, Winston looked at the pursuing Yan Kingdom warships with a look of shock. As the enemy's advantage became greater and greater, now their warships have surged out of the original "T" line with hundreds of warships to conduct guerrilla warfare. In addition to besieging their own warships that were still fighting, there were also many warships in pursuit.

The Pearl Fleet's retreat direction was already downwind, which caused the fleet's speed to significantly decrease compared to the beginning, while the enemy warships were able to ignore the wind factor.

"Clemento... I hope you can hold them off for a while..." Winston wailed in his heart and fled in panic with the only remaining warship.

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"Marshal! They're evacuating!"

On the Aurora, a young soldier with a bloody face shouted at Clemento.

"What? Louder!"

Artillery fire continued to sound around him. The incessant bombardment made Clemento's ears buzz and his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot. He roared at the top of his lungs.

"Our warships have also withdrawn from the battlefield!" the young soldier shouted with a sad face.

Clemento finally heard it clearly, and then he turned around abruptly and looked behind him. All that appeared in his field of vision was a blur of light and shadow on the sea. He had no idea how many warships had evacuated the battlefield.

This made him dazed for a moment, and then he roared in anger: "Who told them to evacuate!"

"No evacuation! Keep fighting!"

The soldier looked at the burning cabin, wiped the blood off his face, and said in despair: "There is no other way... There is no other way."

"Marshal, we are the only ones left."

"We have already..."

Clemento was furious and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Why isn't the ship sailing? Charge over there!"

"Why don't you fire the cannonballs?! Can't you see the Yan country guy is right in front of us?!"

"Boom boom boom!" At this time, the sound of intensive artillery fire sounded again.

The soldier looked at Clemento, whose face was ferocious, and then he began to run unsteadily, his steps getting faster and faster.

"What are you doing?!" Clemento's eyes widened.

The next moment, the young soldier rushed to Clemento. After taking a look at Clemento's angry face, he grabbed the railing and flipped down.

Clemento's angry expression gradually became dull, and he turned stiffly and looked at the sea.

What appeared in the field of vision were countless warships of the Yan Kingdom, with flames constantly flashing on those warships, which were artillery fire.

There were bursts of wailing and screaming coming from behind, but these voices seemed extremely weak amid the rumbling sound of artillery fire. Flames were burning the hull, and sickening smoke mixed with dust drifted through the field of vision.

Clemento looked up at the main mast in a daze. The sail had been burned and the charred mast was covered in flames.

The cannons were scattered all over the blasted side of the ship, and the shells rolled into the sea on the tilted hull.

A loud "bang" was heard.

The collapsed main mast fell beside him, splashing wood and sparks all over him, but he remained motionless, just staring blankly at the national flag that fell in front of him as the mast collapsed.

The flag had been half burned by the flames, and as soon as Clemento stretched out his hand, the flag was blown towards the sea by the wind.

"The ship is sinking! The ship is sinking!" The panicked soldiers shouted, and then jumped into the sea regardless of everything.

Clemento sat down slowly in a daze, then took off his hat and placed it on the deck.

He sat on the railing, facing the way he came, looking towards the distant Leon continent, and then muttered to himself:

"Your Majesty, please do..."

"Boom boom boom!"

More than a dozen explosive bombs fell from the sky and landed accurately on the already damaged Dawn ship.

Amid continuous explosions, flames shot up into the sky, hulls of ships shot out, and charred limbs were scattered everywhere.

The hat on the deck flew into the sky, turned a few times, and fell into the sea, disappearing without a trace in an instant.