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

Amid the cheers, Lucat waved his hand and continued:

"That's it anyway. You will continue to stay here. We will provide you with the necessary supplies until your country gives Yan Country satisfactory compensation. Then you can go back."

When these words were spoken, the cheers gradually faded away. The soldiers realized the more realistic problems and their faces began to become solemn.

At this moment, Federici began to feel indignant.

The reason why we are in our current situation is all because of the Yan people. However, now we are saying that we need to compensate the Yan people before we can return to our country. This is undoubtedly a humiliation.

But as a loser, Federici knew that he could only endure this humiliation.

At this time, Winston on the side spoke up. He looked at Lucat with a sullen face and said, "What about you guys?"

"We? We are here to provide you with survival supplies. This is what the Yan people asked us to do."

Hearing this, Federich raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't have to stay on this island?"

Lucat shook his head expressionlessly.

Seeing his reply like this, Federici couldn't help but ask: "Why?!"

"Didn't you say you were their captives too?!"

His questioning made Lucat feel a little unhappy. He said coldly: "Because the Yan people arranged it this way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Winston looked at Federici and said, "The Rose Fleet did not participate in the battle. They did not cause any damage to the Yan people, so the Yan people treated them well."

"Is that so?" He turned to look at Lucat.

Lucat's brows furrowed more and more, but he didn't respond.

But after hearing this, Federici's anger flared up again. He clenched his fists tightly, knowing that these Shenglu people were able to return to Coral Island unscathed because they were lackeys of the Yan people. They were not captives at all, but rather changed their allegiance and became the subordinates of the Yan people!

"Federici, send your men to find the Golts. I need to count the number of people on the island so that I can leave you the corresponding supplies." At this time, Lucat looked at Federici expressionlessly and said.

Federici's face was gloomy. Hearing this, he snorted coldly and said, "I can't find it."

"I don't give a shit about them!"

"I don't want to waste too much time here, Federici, I hope you understand." Lucat continued.

"Taking up too much time? What? Do you have anything else to do?"

"Of course, after we resolve your issues, we will need to return home," Lucat said calmly.

After hearing this, Federici was shocked and angry. He immediately shouted:

"Return to your country? The Yan people let you return to your country just like that?!"

"What's wrong? Is it not possible? Do we have to stay on this island like you and wait for someone to rescue us?" Lucat said with narrowed eyes.

Federici shook his head and sneered: "That's definitely not possible. Without your 'help', we can only..."

Before he could finish his words, Lucat suddenly stepped forward and kicked Federici in the chest.

With a "bang", Federici fell heavily into the crowd.

He was shocked and angry, but before he could get up from the ground, Lucat had already walked up to him with a furious face.

Lucat held the rapier in his hand, pointed it at his throat, and said angrily:

"Idiot! You still don't understand the situation!"

"If we hadn't intervened, you would all have died here!"

"Not only are you not grateful for this, but now you have the nerve to make sarcastic remarks!"

"Are you that stupid?!"

After this angry shout, the fleeing soldiers who were originally a little agitated immediately became quiet.

Federici's face was mixed red and white, he wanted to get angry, but the hope of survival that had just grown in his heart overwhelmed him at this moment. If he broke up with Lucat now, the hope of leaving the coral island would be completely gone.

After weighing the pros and cons, Federici finally lowered his head and said reluctantly in shame:

"I'm sorry, Lucat, I think you misunderstood me."

"I....I didn't mean that."

Winston also came up to smooth things over: "Okay, Lucat, Frederick is definitely not mocking you."

"We need your help now. We set sail together but suffered such a disastrous defeat. Now your Rose Fleet is our only hope."

"You saved us this time, we will never forget it."

Lucat didn't even look at Winston, he just put away his sword with a cold face.

From the moment he landed on the island, Lucat knew that this would happen. He was mentally prepared, so he ordered his soldiers to be fully armed.

He knew that the Yan people's forgiveness of the Rose Fleet seemed to have saved his fleet from paying any price. All the people and warships were unharmed, and only some spare supplies were lost.

But that’s not actually the case.

As a member of the coalition, the Rose Fleet is the only one that remains unscathed while all the other fleets have suffered heavy losses. So what will the other fleets, which are already scheming against each other, think?

Now, people from other countries are prisoners of war waiting to be rescued, but the Rose Fleet has become free people.

This huge difference in status will definitely make some people very dissatisfied, so even if I give them assistance, these people probably won't be grateful.

And everything that happened now, without exception, fulfilled Lucat's psychological expectations.

The forgiveness of the Emperor of Yan State indirectly brought the Rose Fleet and the Yan people together, but if it was rejected, the Rose Fleet would only disappear, which made Lucat feel helpless.

But when Federici lay on the ground and said sorry humbly, Lucat felt particularly happy.

This man who looked down on his own country, and the always arrogant Deputy Marshal of the Sari Kingdom beside him, now have to humble themselves and act like weaklings.

So what if we stand with the Yan people? !

He looked at Federici expressionlessly and said coldly:

"Don't let me hear you say that again."

"do you understand?"

Federici slowly got up from the ground with the help of his men. He lowered his head and answered through clenched teeth:

"understood."

"Now, go and get the Golts for me," Lucat continued.

"Okay." Federici swallowed his anger and arranged some men to look for the Golts.

"Where is the highest point on the island?" Lucat asked with a serious face.

Frederick did not respond, and Winston beside him immediately said, "In the Golts' stronghold."

"Do you need to go somewhere?"

Lukat nodded, then looked around at the people around him and said word by word: "The flag of Yan Nation will be planted at the highest point of this island."

"From now on, Coral Island will belong to Yan Country."