February 15th.

Fort Heidra is less than two miles from the manor that has been seized in Florence.

The ice and snow have melted, and in the black pine forest where vitality has recovered, there is a small hunting village filled with smoke.

In the small wooden house made of logs, Florence, which is lying in the underground torture room of No. 158 Qingsong Street, is wearing gorgeous clothes and enjoying the black tea with milk and sugar.

An old man wearing a pure gold robe, holding a scepter and wearing a triple crown was sitting opposite him, thinking through the glass window, looking at the pine forest outside, a few little sparrows jumping and flying.

The moment the local fleet of the Ice Sea Kingdom launched an attack, the old man's left hand emitted a shining light. He looked down at the ring, and his two pure gold eyes sprayed dazzling divine light.

"Florence, old friend, they are starting." The old man smiled and nodded: "The glory of God will eventually cover Medland again."

Florence raised his head and looked at the old man with a smile: "So, do you think that maybe there exists, maybe it's just legendary, will they appear in the real controllers of Al?"

The old man smiled and shook his head: "If it were just an ordinary local war, why would they appear?"

The old man sighed: "But when the level of war exceeds everyone's preset... they will certainly appear."

Florence pondered for a while: "Then, let's add more fire to them."

He raised his little finger with his right hand, and a scarlet ring lit up slightly on his finger.

In the underground torture room of No. 158 Qingsong Street, he was handcuffed to an iron frame, covered with scars, and his breath was extremely declining, and let out a shrill and miserable howl: "I confess, I confess everything... besides me, there are other bastards with similar status as me...their real identities and their people..."

In the cabin, the old man wearing a crown smiled and nodded: "This is enough. If you don't give those guys who hide their heads and tails a heavy blow, they won't show up easily... This is enough."

The old man looked out the window with a smile: "No matter how mysterious or powerful an organization is, when its exposed trunk is hit by a devastating blow, can those guys still sit firmly on the Diaoyutai?"

Florence looked at the old man with a hint of awe and looked at the old man with a solemn look: "So, when are you going to take action?"

The old man narrowed his eyes: "Of course, it was when... the Derren Empire touched Al's bottom line."

Florence held the teacup and quietly looked at the dark red tea in the teacup.

"Is Al's bottom line?" he murmured to himself.

After pondering for a long time, he asked softly: "Those two supreme greats, they..."

The old man also murmured in a very slight tone: "Everyone who blasphemes will be completely destroyed. The light of our Lord will surely shine on Medland."

at the same time.

Tulum Port.

More than a dozen large troop transport ships were already on the shore, and the gangways fell heavily. The soldiers of the Ice Sea Kingdom, who were grinning and shirtless, lacked fresh water to clean their bodies due to long-term sea life, screamed and rushed to the dock with their weapons.

What greeted them was the fire of hidden field guns from buildings of all sizes on the shore.

Flowering bullets roared, some flowering bullets fell into the sea, bursting out water columns, and some flowering bullets fell into the gathering soldiers. The old-fashioned black-fire-drug-filled flowering bullets were limited in power, and each shell only caused a few soldiers to wail and pounce on the ground.

Thirty battleships rushing into the waters in the port crossed their huge bodies, and a gun poked out from the gun position. With a dull roar, thousands of shells pulled out white tracks and smashed into the defense line of the Delun Empire Army.

On the dock, inns, taverns, warehouses, warehouses, and those beautifully decorated chambers of commerce buildings all exploded and collapsed in the volleys of battleships, and ignited huge fires.

The local fleet of the Ice Sea Kingdom, the most powerful fleet in the Medland continent.

All the qualities of sailors and artillery soldiers are all the top elites in Medland.

The defense lines arranged by the Delun Empire Army on the shore, those artillery positions, and those infantry positions were destroyed after three rounds of volleys of thirty battleships.

A quarter of an hour later, accompanied by a sharp whistle, few Imperial soldiers in iron-gray uniforms evacuated their positions.

More Ice Sea Kingdom troops ships leaned on the dock, and large groups of people were filled with deer-headed and rat-eyed eyes. The vicious Ice Sea Kingdom army soldiers rushed to the shore with a roar of roaring, and formed a crooked team amid the roars of the officers.

Several middle-aged men dressed in nobles, wearing white flags, walked through positions covered with craters and were covered with gunpowder smoke, and raised their hands to the dock.

An obese middle-aged man shouted loudly: "On behalf of the Tulun Port City Hall, we surrender to your country... We are willing to pay a reasonable price. Please ask your country to ensure the personal safety of all citizens of Tulun Port, as well as the peace and stability of Tulun Port."

Yes, after the two forts, the Golden Wool Headland and the Silver Bullhorn Headland, were destroyed and the local fleet of the Ice Sea Kingdom rushed into the port, the Tulun Port City Hall represented the family of the Seven-member Committee of the Tulun Port, and represented the large and small chambers of commerce in Tulun Port, and surrendered.

This is a common thing in the history of wars in the Medlands continent.

The so-called ‘chival spirit’?

This is probably what it means - the armies of two countries are fighting in the suburbs of the city, and once one side wins, the city itself often surrenders to the winner.

It is customary to pay enough money to ensure that the city as a whole will not suffer too much damage!

Of course, some bold and arrogant soldiers are inevitably plundering and invading the people, etc., but generally speaking, everyone's face is still acceptable!

Especially for the nobles in the city, as long as they have a noble status, their personal safety can be generally guaranteed.

Dex, an adjutant of the local fleet, came ashore with a group of admirals. They looked at the arrival of several Tulum City Hall officials with reserved smiles. Dex nodded to the other party with a smile: "Then, it is wise to accept your surrender... But, what about the Duke of Hesse and other members of the Committee of Seven?"

The fat city hall official bowed deeply to Dex: "They are in the city hall, waiting for your great visit."

Looking up, the official looked at Dex very seriously: "General Dex, we surrendered to your country just to protect the citizens of Tulum Port... and the result of this war is unknown yet!"

Dex shrugged his shoulders, and he patted the other party's shoulder hard: "The result of this war is obvious... Tulun Port will become a free port, and it has no relationship with the Dren Empire."

Mid-mountain area, the Vitu family mansion.

Joe opened his arms and blocked Ferrit's face: "Your Highness, you should leave with your people... According to the rules of the nobles and gentlemen of the Medlands, since the Vitu family is a symbol of Tulum Port, then when Tulum Port is in danger, we cannot abandon Tulum Port."

Ficket stared at Joe tightly, and a fierce light flashed in his iron gray eyes: "Idiots, you have offended Prince George in Fort Heidra, and you have offended the Kingdom of Ice Sea... Do you think that if you stay in Tulum Port, they will keep the tacit understanding of the nobles and be proud of you?"

Joe tilted his head slightly and looked at Ferris.

Leah stood on the steps behind Joe, put her hands on her hips and said loudly: "His Highness Fellit, you don't have to worry about the safety of the Vitu family... On the contrary, you should take good care of yourself first... If you are captured by the Kingdom of Ice Sea, you will know the consequences."

Fillet saw Leah and Vima standing behind Leah, his eyes moved slightly and he took a step forward.

The surrounding group of Weitu's guards raised the short gun in their hands at the same time.

There were nearly a thousand guards present at the Vitu family, and there were only more than a hundred soldiers brought by Fricett.

Fillet looked at Leah with a deep look: "Dear Duchess, I hope you won't regret your decision today... You should understand the hatred between the Vitu family and the Kingdom of Ice Sea."

Liya pursed her lips and smiled 'hehe': "There is a saying in Hesen that is very rough, but I think it makes sense... nothing is wrong, it cannot be solved by gold coins. If so, then there must be not enough gold coins."

Ficket was silent for a while.

He bowed deeply to Leah, then straightened his body and said seriously: "I hope that you can seriously consider the suggestions I made before...Tifa can become my wife. The Vitu family can occupy a larger share and gain greater power in the future Imperial Navy territory."

"The Navy is the future, and the Army must be just a dog to guard the family."

Fillet glanced at Leah deeply, then turned around and left with great strides.

Lucien spread his hands to Leah: "Dear Duchess, please, and His Excellency Hessen, seriously consider our suggestions. The current Vitu family is qualified to participate in the distribution of the cake of the Deren Empire. In the future, the largest and sweetest piece of cake in the Deren Empire is undoubtedly the navy, the ocean, and the overseas colony!"

"Power, wealth, and... everything!"

"In the Kingdom of Ice Sea, in the Kingdom of Saint Chia, in the United Kingdom of Nice, in the Kingdom of Nice, the emerging forces of the navy will have the highest power... I believe that in the Empire of Deren, the same will be true."

"The ocean is hope!"

"The ocean is the future."

"Now, Your Highness needs the help of the Vitu family."

"In the future, Your Highness will no longer need any external force."

"Now, it is the best time for the Vitu family to fight for the future... I missed this opportunity..."

Lucien shook his head, turned around, and followed Ferrit's team tightly.

Joe looked back at Leah.

Lea sighed helplessly: "I admit that their words make sense... But, who we choose, will not choose a little bastard who has acted maliciously against us. Not to mention, Tifa doesn't like this guy!"

The sound of gunfire gradually increased.
Chapter completed!