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

After confirming once again the information that "the fleet suffered a devastating blow", Isabella's face, which had never easily revealed her true emotions, finally became real at this moment.

She held the desk with one hand, slightly bent over, and pressed the other hand on her chest which was wrapped extremely tightly by the corset. Her eyes, which were always bright and clear in the past, were now wide open, with tiny bloodshot veins beginning to spread on her eyeballs. The bright red lips on her pale face were tightly pursed into a line, which made her slightly twitching left cheek look a little out of control.

This sudden bad news exploded in Isabella's mind like a cannonball.

At this moment, her heart seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand. Disappointment, anger, grief, confusion and many other emotions mixed together, making it almost difficult for her to breathe and her mind went blank in an instant.

If welcoming the triumphant return of the Falcon Fleet a few days ago was the happiest day, then today was the most painful day. Like falling from heaven to hell, Isabella was under constant shock.

James, who was giving the report, lowered his head, looked at the ground, and tactfully said nothing more. He knew that Her Majesty the Queen would need some time to ease her bad mood.

For Her Majesty the Queen, the two fleets that set out on the expedition carried her great ambitions. She hoped so much that the country could have another overseas colony in her hands. The greater her ambitions, the greater the blow she suffered this time.

"call......"

After about ten breaths, Isabella lowered her hands from her chest, opened her mouth and began to breathe softly.

"Your Majesty..." James called out softly.

"The warriors of the empire... have they... all... died?" Isabella raised her hands to cover the corners of her mouth, and the first expression that appeared on her face was an expression of extreme sorrow.

This state of grief naturally infected James, and James said in a sad voice:

"According to the Shenglu people, most of our men have died in the battle, and Marshal Clemento has also died."

"But... there are still a very small number of people alive, General Winston is among them, but they are all taken captive by the damn Yan countrymen and imprisoned on the coral island."

Hearing this, Isabella's grief-stricken face eased a little, but her voice was still trembling:

"If it falls into the hands of the Yan people, then they..."

Before he finished speaking, James was filled with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "The damn Yan countrymen destroyed our fleet, but they want us to pay compensation!"

"Only in this way can we let General Winston and his men return."

Hearing this, Isabella put down her hand covering her mouth, knitted her thin eyebrows tightly together, and said with a sullen face:

"Compensation?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Yan countrymen asked us for 5,000 tons of gold as compensation."

"These damn Yan country guys! This is shameless blackmail!!"

James' face turned pale. Even though the queen was right in front of him, he couldn't control his emotions and couldn't help shouting and cursing.

Isabella didn't say anything, but slowly walked to the chair and sat down. She held her forehead with her hand, silent and not saying a word, as if she had not yet recovered from the pain.

Her silence quickly made James realize his own misconduct. He immediately lowered his voice and said as calmly as possible:

"Your Majesty, this time..."

Before she finished speaking, Isabella raised her head with her hand on her forehead, and her expression had changed from grief to grim:

"I need to know why we lost." Her words now became calmer than before.

This calmness slowly eased James's agitated mood. He took a deep breath and then told Isabella in detail about his conversation with Lucat many days ago.

When Isabella heard this, she was silent for a while, then she said:

"What do you think of the role played by the Shenglu people in this battle?"

James was stunned at first, then said coldly: "A bunch of cowards! There is nothing you can do except surrender."

"And the fact that they were able to return safely this time, I think it is very likely that they did something dishonorable behind the scenes. Maybe the reason why we lost to the Yan people is related to them."

"Lucart was being evasive. He only said that the Yan people had more advanced warships and artillery, but he said he didn't know the specific details. How can I believe everything he said?"

"Our fleet suffered a heavy blow, but they came back. That's saying something."

At this point, James' face darkened and he whispered:

"Your Majesty, I think it is very likely that these Shenglu people surrendered to the enemy before the battle began."

"They betrayed our alliance!"

Isabella did not say much about what James said. She just bit her lip and looked at the table with drooping eyes.

Then, suddenly, she said, "Is he sure that all our ships have been destroyed?"

James nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"That shouldn't be wrong."

Isabella asked again, "How many people are still alive?"

"They said there were less than 300 people." James looked sad.

Isabella shook her head gently and rubbed her brows.

James then whispered, "Your Majesty, there is something I must tell you."

Isabella raised her eyebrows, James clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "We can't agree to the Yan people's request!"

"These brutal guys destroyed our warships and killed our people, and now they are asking for compensation. This is too shameless. Such unreasonable demands must not be granted!"

"Once we agree to them, the dignity of our country will be gone!"

"But they are still on the coral island..." Isabella's face was heavy.

"Your Majesty, you have to consider this from the national level!" James said earnestly.

Isabella was silent for a moment and then stood up. She looked at James and said:

"I will discuss this matter at the Cabinet meeting tomorrow."

"You go back first, James. You look very haggard now. Have a good rest. I will need a more detailed report from you in tomorrow's meeting."

James sighed and nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Immediately, he turned and left.

Isabella stood quietly on the ground. After standing there for a while, she crossed her arms and her expression became increasingly stern.

"They defeated the fleets of our three countries, but allowed the Shenglu people to return..."

"We've won the battle, but you still want to create conflict between us?"

She muttered to herself, and the expression on her face changed from stern to angry, and then she finally said angrily:

"Damn you Yan people!! My country of Sariki will not be trampled under your feet like this!"

"War! It will never end like this!"

At this point, Isabella's beautiful face flushed red. For the first time in her life, she was so angry that she slapped the table hard, venting her emotions alone without reservation.

-

"Bang bang bang!"

At the same time, the battle in the Star Archipelago has officially begun.

Large-caliber explosive bombs fired from the sea were destroying the Golts' coastal defenses.

In the intensive artillery attack, almost every bunker and every artillery position was bombarded. The explosions were deafening. Even though he was far away, Sasha in the tower seemed to feel the ground shaking.

He stared in amazement at the huge ships firing shells at him from thousands of meters away in the sea. This scene made him understand many things in shock.

For example, how the fleet sent out previously was defeated.

Obviously, what they are experiencing should be just like what they are experiencing now, being bombarded by enemy artillery shells fired from thousands of meters away.