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

On a dark and windy night, under Lucat's command, the soldiers went to the island with guns and cannons.

The deserted coral island is mostly made up of rocks. The rock walls are riddled with holes after thousands of years of erosion by sea water, and the cliffs on the seashore are covered with barnacles. When he first stepped onto the coast, Lucat saw countless oyster shells scattered on the land. These oysters were pried open by people. It was obvious that the defeated soldiers on the island were doing their best to get food.

The discovery of these oyster shells meant that people on the island had stayed here. Lucat waved his hand and asked the soldiers to line up. Oil lamps were gradually lit in the team. They held the flag of the Shenglu Kingdom high up to show their identity and began to move towards the center of the island.

After walking for only a short while, a shout suddenly came from the towering rocks ahead:

"Shenglu people! Have you surrendered to the enemy?!"

Lucat's face was as gloomy as water, and he responded calmly: "We are here to rescue you, come out."

"You come to rescue us fully armed? You don't want to kill us!"

Lukat shook his head helplessly, sighed in his heart, and then shouted loudly: "If you don't want to live, then forget it!"

"Let's go! Let's go back!" He turned and shouted to the soldiers.

The voice just fell.

"and many more!"

With a loud "crash", countless dark figures walked out from the dark rocks. The leader was holding a musket and looking at Lucat with a gloomy face. It was Federici.

"Explain yourself clearly?! What is the situation now?! The Yan country's fleet is on the sea, how can they rescue us?"

Lucat glanced at the musket in his hand, frowned and asked, "Why are you pointing a gun at me?"

"If you want to know what's going on, just sit down and listen to me."

Federici was filled with rage, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "You look like you have surrendered to the enemy and become accomplices of the Yan people!"

These words made Lukat's face change, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "What accomplice? We persuaded the Yan people!"

"We took a huge risk and went to meet with the Yan people. With our mediation, the Yan people said that the battle is over and they will not do anything to you anymore. You are safe now!"

After hearing this, Federici was obviously stunned. He frowned and asked, "Are the people of Yan so easy to talk to?"

"Last time in the South China Sea, they were..."

Before he could finish his words, Lukat interrupted him with a rebuke: "That was in the past!"

"The Yan people are not unreasonable. At least this time, they decided to spare you."

When Federich heard this, his blood boiled and his anger burned.

These brutal Yan people destroyed their own fleet, causing them to be stranded on an isolated island and become a group of ragged and hungry refugees. Now, Lucat's words and implications seemed to be speaking for them.

Federich was so angry that his chest was about to explode. The intense anger made him want to shoot the lackey in front of him, but the Shenglu people were armed with firearms, and their fighting power was obviously much stronger than his own remnants.

If we fall out with them, the consequence will be that everyone will die here.

Thinking of this, under the desire to survive, Federici's anger gradually subsided, but despite this, he still gritted his teeth and said:

"Did they...really say that?"

Lukat said coldly: "Is there any need to deceive you?"

"Even we can land on the island, do you think they can't?"

"If we hadn't gone to mediate, you would have either died under their gunfire or starved to death on this deserted island."

"Do you still want to continue fighting with the Yan people?"

Lucart's words immediately deflated Federich's anger. He sighed in his heart, dejectedly put down the gun in his hand that could not fire, and walked out with the soldiers.

Only then did the two sides meet formally.

Looking at Federici's haggard and gaunt appearance, Lucat suddenly felt a sense of relief.

During the voyage, Federich had mocked, ridiculed and even insulted himself and his country in various ways, and now that he had ended up like this, Lucat suddenly felt particularly happy.

But he still had the tact to restrain his expression. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a familiar face walking out from behind Federici.

"Lucart, how are the Yan people going to treat us?" Winston asked with a serious face as he walked out from behind Federici.

Lukat said slowly: "You are now prisoners of war."

As soon as the word "prisoner of war" came out, Federich was furious again, but this anger did not continue to burn, because he knew that this was the fact, so the anger subsided a little, and a strong sense of shame swept over his heart. His face turned red, but he could not refute it, let alone defend himself.

But Winston, who was next to Frederick, keenly grasped an unusual message from this sentence.

His face became increasingly gloomy, and he asked Lucat in a low voice:

"We are now prisoners of war."

"What about you?"

His question immediately made Federich realize that something was wrong, so he frowned, his face immediately became serious, and he also asked Lucat.

"What do you mean? We are prisoners of war, aren't you?"

Lucat originally wanted to say that of course we are not, the Emperor of Yan State has said in person that no one in the Rose Fleet will be taken prisoner.

But after thinking about it, he did not say this directly, but said:

"Too."

"Oh, I thought we were different." Winston replied simply without asking further questions. He lowered his head and glanced at Frederick. Frederick understood the look and didn't say anything more, but his face became increasingly gloomy.

But Lukat frowned and asked, "Where are the people from the Delta Federation? Why aren't they with you?"

Hearing this, Federici said with a sullen face: "Who cares what they do? These bastards have nothing to do with us now! Humph!"

Lucat said in a deep voice:

"Now everyone on the island is a prisoner of Yan State. The Emperor of Yan State said that everyone will be released after their respective countries send people to redeem them."

"The same thing with the Golts."

After these words fell, Federich was shocked. He immediately grabbed Lucat's arm and asked impatiently:

“This…is this true?!”

"Are you sure? Lucat! Did the Yan people really say that?!"

The field suddenly became quiet at this moment, and everyone looked at Lucat.

With countless eyes staring at his face, Lukat had no expression on his face. He shook off Federici's hand and said indifferently:

"They want to kill you. You won't survive this night."

"What I am telling you now is what the Yan people told me, so you can still return to your country."

Federich's eyes widened and he was suddenly overjoyed. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the soldiers beside him. The haggard faces of the people around him also showed ecstasy at this moment.

"We...we can still return home?!" a soldier said tremblingly.

"Yeah." Lucat replied slowly.

"Great!" Almost instantly, cheers rang out from the place.

The soldiers had been starving for days and had to fight with the Golts from time to time. Their life was worse than death and everyone was almost like a walking corpse. However, now that they learned that there was still a chance to return home, the will to survive and the hope of returning home instantly overshadowed all the bad emotions.

The cheers here were gradually heard by the Golts who were running towards this side, so they quickened their pace and ran towards the southwest coast.