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

Star Islands, inside the main island command tower.

The continuous and sharp alarm sounded, which made the Supreme Commander Sasha Schleiser's face become particularly grim. He looked at the subordinates beside him and said with a sullen face:

"We formed a four-nation alliance to march to Yan Country, but during this wartime, a fleet of unknown origin broke into our territorial waters."

"To be able to organize such a large fleet at this time..."

A lieutenant colonel replied with a cold face: "Only they can do it."

"Sari Country."

The other officers also echoed this. The strange fleet that came to the territorial waters was still very far away and its identity could not be confirmed. However, if it came to the territorial waters at this time with such a posture, it could almost be confirmed that the motive of this fleet was to start a war.

Sasha put his hands on the table and said expressionlessly: "No matter what that woman Isabella thinks, since they dare to come here like this, we must give them a heavy blow!"

Then, he held his chest high and said in a loud voice: "All officers, listen up and prepare for defense immediately!"

"Yes, sir!"

At this time, there were two army divisions stationed in the Star Islands, totaling 3 people. One of them was the 2th Sasha Armed Infantry Division of the Federation commanded by Sasha. This infantry division had 3 infantry brigades and artillery brigades. Each infantry brigade had regiments, and under them were more detailed battalions and companies. They and the th Infantry Division were distributed on five islands in the Star Islands.

Unlike the 26th Infantry Division, which has rich combat experience and has been established for a long time, the 86th Infantry Division is a unit that has been established for no more than half a year. Forty percent of its forces are new recruits. They came to the Star Islands to undergo combat training in preparation for going to overseas battlefields in the future.

In addition to these two army units, there is also a naval formation with a total of more than 300 warships. The warships of this fleet are mainly large transport ships, and there are not many battleships. After seeing the strange fleet coming at sea this time, Sasha did not let this fleet attack, because he knew that his country's naval warfare was not excellent. Instead of fighting the enemy at sea, it is better to use the fortifications on the island to launch a defensive counterattack.

Now, the naval fleet has returned to the inland sea in the middle of the archipelago to avoid being attacked by the enemy at sea. Sasha has dispatched a large number of troops to the seaport, which is of great importance. There are seven high-rise artillery positions there, and there are bunkers on the left and right sides. The soldiers are on high alert, waiting for the battle to begin.

Sasha's keen military intuition allowed him to immediately make preparations for the battle, but the identity of the enemy had to be confirmed. Sasha could only think of it as the navy of the Sari country. He could not think of any other possibilities. However, as the enemy gradually approached, everything would become clear.

In the command tower, the tallest building on the main island, Sasha was still standing at the window gazing out to sea. Several officers beside him were holding binoculars with solemn expressions.

As the fleet approached rapidly, the solemn expressions of the crowd gradually changed.

Their eyes opened wider and wider, filled with surprise and doubt. Finally, when the flag flying on the warship became clear, everyone realized a horrifying fact.

"This is not the fleet of the Sari Kingdom!!" Sasha's staff officer put down the binoculars and said in disbelief.

"It's indeed not. I've never seen a warship like that from the Sari country. It's unlikely that it's their latest developed warship, and this flag..." An officer looked at Sasha, who was still holding a telescope, with a heavy face.

Sasha's body was stiff, but his wrist was trembling slightly. He slowly put down the telescope, and the thoughts in his brain were instantly tangled up, with bad guesses constantly popping up.

"Why would the Yan State fleet come to us at this time? They should be..." an army logistics officer asked in confusion, but he stopped talking before he finished, his face turning pale in an instant.

No one answered his question. After those with quick minds confirmed that this was a fleet from Yan Country, they were able to guess what had happened.

Gradually, everyone's faces became heavy and a depressing atmosphere filled the room. Sasha let out an inaudible sigh.

Then, he shook his head, as if to dispel some invisible mist, and then turned around and shouted:

"Mattias!"

"Sir!" An officer behind him immediately walked out of the crowd and stood in front of him.

"Take the ship back home immediately!"

"Tell His Majesty that our fleet......"

After Sasha finished his explanation, the officer called "Matthias" turned and left with a pale face. He ran all the way down the tower.

Sasha's expression had returned to its usual serious look. Looking at the enemy ships approaching, he said sternly:

"Don't think about what has happened! Just do what we should do!"

"Now that the Yan people have come to us on their own initiative, we must defeat them here!"

"This is our territory! If you dare to provoke us, be prepared to become a corpse!"

"Once you are within range, destroy their warships! Let them sink to the bottom of the sea!"

"Go!"

"Yes! Sir!" The officers left immediately, leaving only two staff officers and several messengers in the tower.

At this moment, they were all looking at the sea through the window, just like Sasha.

What was seen in the field of vision was a huge group of steel warships rushing towards them with great momentum, and above them was a thick white smoke.

The huge fleet of warships, the solid metal hulls, and the numerous gun emplacements all made Sasha feel an indescribable pressure.

He couldn't understand these warships, but his intuition told him that the enemy this time was very powerful.

-

"How far is it?" Qin Ze asked while holding a telescope on the Dinghai.

"Less than fifteen kilometers, Your Majesty."

"Then we can launch the attack soon." Qin Ze put down the telescope in his hand.

"Yes, the enemy's artillery range is far inferior to ours, and if we want to use artillery to suppress them most effectively, we still have to get as close as possible, preferably within seven kilometers."

Qin Ze nodded slightly: "First destroy their artillery and eliminate their long-range forces, and then land."

He narrowed his eyes and continued: "Let us tell the Golts what the truth is!"

The fleet was sailing in an orderly manner, arranged in several horizontal rows in a staggered formation, which would effectively increase the density of the artillery fire.

As the distance got closer, the fleet's speed slowed down because they no longer needed to rush directly to the dock to be hit by the opponent's artillery fire.

They only need to bombard as hard as possible within the range of the artillery and destroy all the opponent's fortifications.

This marching formation was naturally seen by Sasha on the tower. Although the artillery fire had not yet arrived, the overwhelming pressure had already made him sweat.

He had reason to believe that the other party came prepared this time.

This was indeed the case. When Sasha saw the enemy fleet moving slower and slower until it finally came to a standstill, he leaned back slightly and couldn't help but take two steps back.

This was a completely unconscious action, because he was in a very safe place at the moment. This might be an instinct brought by the smell of the battlefield, just like his heart beating faster and faster at the moment.

He shook his head, took two steps forward, and held the window tightly with his hands. He looked at the stagnant enemy fleet on the sea and began to mutter to himself.

“I can’t say…”

"Are you going to launch an artillery attack at this distance?"

-

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"This is what Marshal Lukat of the Rose Fleet said himself. He doesn't have the guts to deceive us."

"Our fleet... was really devastated."

After half a month of travel, James, who had only slept less than five hours a day, finally returned to Garnate and came to the Champs-Élysées Palace. He personally reported the intelligence of the war on the front line to Isabella in front of him.