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

On the command terrace of Brulo Port, the sudden bombardment made Bernhardt tremble violently.

"The bombardment has begun."

Dingle, holding the telescope, spoke in a cold tone, and an officer next to him said:

"The black powder fleet did not break through the pass, they..." He did not finish his words, but let out a long sigh.

Following this sigh, everyone present showed a look of sorrow on their faces.

This was especially true for Bernhardt, who had to hold onto the railing of the terrace to barely stop his body from shaking. He was not afraid of the massive bombardment before him, but felt sad for the black powder fleet.

No matter what happened on the way to the Star Islands, at least at this moment the Black Powder Fleet was making sacrifices for the Empire. They stayed less than one kilometer in front of the dock and remained on the sea in a fully spread out form, which obviously posed an obstacle to the Yan State Fleet behind them.

It was for this reason that the Yan State fleet launched an artillery attack at this time. Only by sinking the black gunpowder fleet blocking the front could they continue to advance.

At the same time, the defensive fortifications on the shore also began to fire. The high artillery batteries were now fiercely pouring fire into the sea. Of course, they were not shooting at the black powder fleet, but at the Yan State fleet that was following closely behind the black powder fleet.

The Yan State fleet attempted to follow the Black Powder Fleet into the pass, so they were very close to the Black Powder Fleet, less than 2 kilometers away, and at this distance, they were just within the range of the shore artillery.

The black powder fleet was sandwiched in the middle to form a buffer zone. Although they were under the artillery fire of the Yan Kingdom, this move undoubtedly provided the defense forces on the shore with an opportunity to launch artillery attacks.

As tragic as the sacrifice made by the Black Powder Fleet was, so intense was the hatred towards the culprit, the Yan people. In the artillery positions along the dock, almost all long-range artillery were firing non-stop at the Yan fleet.

At this time, the Yan State fleet was focusing on destroying the black gunpowder fleet blocking the way ahead. Their plan to follow was interrupted, and they could only choose to sink these "roadblocks".

But during the artillery fire, the counterattack from the port of Brulo actually came to them. The defense force on the shore was very strong. Although the range of the Goths' artillery shells was far inferior to that of the Yan people, and they were all solid shells, they had the advantage of large numbers. Moreover, at this moment, the Yan fleet had fallen into the range of the shore's artillery fire.

The aborted plan of following into the pass resulted in this result. The Yan State fleet was under fierce bombardment!

But the victim, the Black Powder Fleet, was now suffering terrible casualties.

"Boom boom boom!"

Dense artillery shells were fired from a very close distance, and the explosions sounded almost non-stop. More than 300 battleships were unable to turn and form a combat line in this limited space. They were completely passive and could only silently endure the bombardment of the Yan Army.

On the main ship in the center of the fleet, Martin had gone crazy.

He stood on the stern deck, waving his arms like crazy, and yelled at the Yan Army fleet opposite:

"come on!!"

"Fire your shells! Let's see whether you have more shells or we have more shells!"

"If you want to destroy us, we will drag you down with us!"

“Let’s see who can’t bear it first and who dies here first! Hahahahaha!”

Unlike Martin, who had already decided to die and had fallen into madness, Sebastian was running around the boat in panic like a lost person.

If you stay on the deck, shells may fall at any time and you may be killed in the next moment. If you stay in the cabin, the hull may be blown open and seawater may pour in, and then the people in the cabin will not be able to escape.

The main ship was very large, a first-class battleship, but Sebastian didn't know where the safe place was.

While fleeing like a headless fly, Sebastian gradually realized that both the main ship and the entire fleet were within the firing range of the Yan Army, and no warship could escape the bombardment.

When to die is just a matter of time, maybe an hour later, maybe two hours later, but no matter what, as long as the Yan army continues to bombard, everyone will die here, die at their doorstep.

With a "bang", Sebastian, who ran to the cabin corridor, hit his head against the wall. A large amount of blood spurted out of his nose, but he had no time to pay attention to the pain. Instead, he sat down on the ground in despair.

At this moment, a loud "bang" came from above.

Sebastian knew that a shell had hit the main ship, and he didn't know how many people would die in this shell.

He just sat there, waiting for more and more shells to hit the ship and take his life.

I don't know how long it took, but an urgent shout came from the corridor:

"They're turning around! They're turning around!!!"

Sebastian, who was in despair, suddenly raised his head.

"The attack on the shore has been effective! The damn Yan people are about to turn around! They can't hold on anymore!!!" Crazy laughter gradually came.

Sebastian held onto the wall, staggered to his feet, and then ran quickly. He soon bumped into a soldier in the aisle. He quickly grabbed the soldier and asked:

"What's the situation now?!"

The soldiers laughed crazily: "The Yan people can't stand our attack anymore! They are turning around and they are going to retreat!"

"Sir, didn't you notice that the bombardment has weakened since it just started?"

"Sir! You'll know if you go to the deck and take a look! The Yan people can't hold on any longer! Hahahaha!"

Sebastian loosened his grip and the soldier walked away laughing wildly.

He was a little bit unconvinced about what the soldier said. After all, he was like a madman. However, Sebastian didn't think it was necessary to go up and confirm the matter.

The Yan people came here with great momentum, it is impossible for them to leave so easily. This is not in line with their way of fighting. After all, it has only been a few days from the capture of the Star Islands to today's landing operation.

It is obvious that the people of Yan are as well versed in "blitzkrieg" as their own country.

Thinking of this, Sebastian laughed bitterly, but he murmured uncontrollably:

"Retreat, just retreat like this..."

He still has extravagant hopes.

-

"Hahahaha! You are kidding me, right?"

In the center of Saint Marin Square in Salvia, Wolfgang smiled at the panicked Gustav in front of him.

Although the new year was about to begin, Gustav's face turned pale and his eyes were full of panic. He touched his chest with one hand and whispered, "It's really gone, Marshal Wolfgang."

Wolfgang looked at his chest, and Gustav immediately moved his hand away. Sure enough, only three of the four medals that were supposed to appear were left, and the missing one was the Imperial Twelve Years Medal of Honor that had just been awarded.

"I... I can't remember... I can't remember where I lost it, I..." Gustav said at a loss, his voice even trembling. The importance of this medal is self-evident, how could Gustav dare to lose it.

Wolfgang stroked his beard and said soothingly: "Don't worry, maybe it's in your pocket."

Gustav shook his head and said, "No, I looked all over it. I've been wearing it on my chest since I attended the party."

“I never took it off.”

"When was it lost?" Wolfgang asked him in deep thought.

Gustav was thinking hard, and suddenly an idea struck him, and he exclaimed, "I fell off a chariot!"

"It must have been! It must have fallen at that time!"

Wolfgang said calmly, "Then we need to send someone to look for you. Where did you fall? Maybe you have to lead someone there in person to find it."

"Yes! Yes! I have to take people to look for him immediately." Gustav was about to leave in a panic, but was stopped by Wolfgang:

"Wait, Gustave."

Gustav paused, and Wolfgang pointed to the Wester Clock Tower, which was becoming even more red due to the bright lights, and said:

"The New Year's bell is about to ring."