The wind and snow from the Odin Icefield gently killed all the vitality of this port city. Thick ice blocks extended from the Odin Icefield, and the nearest ice surface was less than twenty miles away from the port. Tall icebergs were outside the port.
The wind and waves drifted along the waterway, posing a fatal threat to the waterway.
There are no civilian ships entering or exiting the port anymore. Even the warships on daily patrols, only super heavy warships covered in iron armor or protected by magic circles, have the courage to patrol along the coastline at this time of year.
In the naval port of New Dunerker Port, a super-heavy warship with a body length of nearly 400 meters and three towers built on the deck and covered with one-foot-thick alloy armor floated lightly on the water. The newly promoted
Vice Admiral Neville was standing on the top of the tallest tower in the middle, looking gloomily at the ice on the northern sea that was getting closer and closer.
It is an unprecedentedly cold winter. This winter, the ice surface seems to be heading directly towards the port of New Dunker.
This is not good news for New Dunerki. The rough and brutal orcs on the Odin Icefield, as well as the savage and ferocious alien races, can successfully walk on the ice directly to Dunerki.
port.
During normal cross-sea operations, the northern garrison fleet stationed in New Dunerker can easily destroy alien troopships on the sea. Not many tribes can land ashore. The vast sea is the boundary between life and death.
But if the aliens come on the ice, the Northern Guards Fleet will be blinded.
"Gather all the remaining soldiers to prepare for war!" Neville was a little annoyed and lit up a top-quality cigar sent by the upstart Burrelli, took a heavy puff of the fragrant smoke, and then impatiently put the cigar in his hands.
He spat out a puff of smoke worth dozens of gold coins.
Turning his head to look at the Vice Admiral's epaulettes on his shoulders, Neville himself was a little confused.
The upstart who gained the appreciation of the Holy Light I in Borelli and suddenly rose to great heights in just a few months, that lucky guy named Ente Marte, he was an Army Lieutenant General twenty days ago.
, concurrently held the important position of Chief Inspector of the Imperial Ministry. He actually directly intervened in the internal affairs of the Imperial Admiralty. After reviewing the files of all mid-level and senior officers in the Admiralty, luck suddenly fell on Neville.
Neville, who was "young and promising, loyal and courageous, and truly a pillar of the Empire's maritime borders", was promoted to Vice Admiral by Holy Light I and became the supreme commander of the Empire's North Sea Guard Fleet. The original command was
Your Excellency, the official, was transferred to the logistics department of the Imperial Ministry and served as an idle official who was well-paid but had no actual military power.
Along with Neville's promotion order, the Gallic Empire purchased a batch of heavy warships from the Vias Commercial Federation and the Longshan Family's shipyard. There were as many as twenty heavy warships in this batch, and now Neville's feet
This armored battleship, named 'Light of the Empire', is the largest and most powerful among them.
Neville should be happy to suddenly gain a higher position. But the harsh situation this winter has put Neville under a lot of psychological pressure. He doesn't know whether those aliens will take advantage of the opportunity of the frozen sea to launch an attack, and he is in Newtown
Erke has been dealing with those alien races for nearly ten years, and he knows that once these alien races have the opportunity, they will not give up any opportunity to attack.
It doesn't matter if it's just a frozen sea. If the North Sea Guards Fleet is still intact, Neville is confident in protecting the safety of New Dunerker. But what's fatal is that the inexplicable Prince Arthur of the North Sea, he actually forced
More than 90% of the elite sailors of the North Sea Guard Fleet were removed!
Now all the high-ranking officials in the empire know that Arthur took his amazingly large legion deep into the highlands and entered the dangerous tunnel that leads directly to the Fourth Abyss! When Neville got the news, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood——
Arthur, this idiot, this third-rate bastard, this upstart nobleman, this stupid prince, he led the elite of the North Sea garrison fleet into the abyss to fight!
In the abyss world, are there any need for sailors?
The combat effectiveness of sailors who have left the battleship is no different from that of a pig. Moreover, they are domestic pigs after domestication. Their combat effectiveness is not as good as that of a slightly larger wild boar. On the battlefield, they are completely easy to kill.
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However, that was a military order from Arthur, and the Imperial Ministry did not express support for the North Sea Guard Fleet at that time. The military bosses only acquiesced to Arthur's weakening of the fleet's strength and allowed it to
He took away nearly 90,000 elite sailors.
"It's perfect!" Neville blew out a few puffs of smoke: "It couldn't be better! Now we have less than ten thousand people left, and they can't even move all the battleships! Damn it, that one
Stupid guy!"
Neville has been operating in the port of New Dunkirk over the years, and he has also developed a group of close subordinates. And these subordinates are all extremely elite officers. Before Neville has smoked half of his cigar, his adjutant has already walked up quickly.
, reported in a precise manner the total number of soldiers remaining in the New Dunerker Military Port.
There are only 5,400 qualified sailors left, and only 3,857 elite sailors. Are the logistics soldiers responsible for port management and maintenance? All the logistics soldiers have been transferred by Arthur. Now the maintenance of the port
, all taken care of by sailors and sailors from the fleet.
"Less than ten thousand people!" Neville frowned in distress.
"Including the officer corps, there are less than 10,000 people!" The adjutant spread his hands helplessly. Not to mention anything else, the two of them only have this ship, which the Gallic Empire has just purchased and has just arrived in the North Sea.
A heavy battleship requires 500 sailors to operate such a battleship. To fully utilize its full power, an additional 2,500 sailors must be stationed on the ship.
Three thousand soldiers can meet the needs of such a battleship.
Now Neville is holding twenty new heavy battleships just sent by the empire, but to operate these warships and let them exert their due combat effectiveness, Neville needs at least 50,000 well-trained sailors and sailors. Unlike army soldiers,
They can kill people as long as they grab a shield and a sword, but as a navy soldier, this is a high-tech job!
Without about ten years of training, it is impossible to become a truly qualified sailor.
Neville let out a bitter breath: "Damn the Prince of the North Sea, if he sinks all the elites of the North Sea Guard Fleet in the Fourth Abyss, I will go to Bureilly, I will go directly to see His Majesty, and I will definitely tell you
He is the same."
Just when Neville was cursing Arthur in distress, a sailor suddenly sent out a signal from the lighthouse near the exit of New Dunker Port that a fleet was approaching. Judging from what the signal said, the fleet was very large, and
It was a fleet of the Gallic Imperial Navy.
An hour later, fifty troop carriers, packed as tightly as sardine cans, slowly moored in the naval port. An expressionless Rear Admiral of the Navy saluted Neville, and then handed over a
The troop movement order was shown to Neville, who was asked to sign his name on the troop movement order and use his military seal. After that, the rear admiral immediately boarded a fast ship and left the port of New Dunark.
The rear admiral even refused Neville's hospitality, his attitude seemed extremely bad.
But Neville didn't bother to pay attention to the angry-looking rear admiral. If this kind of thing happened to him, his anger would only be several times more angry than the other party - fifty troop carriers brought it from high altitude.
There are 80,000 elite sailors from the Lu Empire's West Sea Garrison Fleet, Norman Expeditionary Fleet and several other major naval fleets.
The 80,000 elite sailors and the 15,000 well-trained sailors who came here by ship were all assigned to the North Sea Guards Fleet by a transfer order from the military. In other words, because Arthur was stupid
The North Sea Guard Fleet, which had become extremely empty due to the actions, was now fully staffed, and its combat effectiveness was even slightly stronger than before.
Because those transferred here are all elite soldiers with the richest combat experience and the strongest personal strength from other fleets in the empire. Especially the 30,000 sailors from the Norman Expeditionary Fleet, who are stationed at the defense line of Norman battle forts all year round, almost
Every week they have to fight against the foreign fleets, and from time to time they invade Wudalian Island to burn, kill and loot, so each of them has a much stronger combat effectiveness than the three sailors of the other fleets.
"Your Excellency Ent Malte!"
Neville looked at the energetic sailors who came off the troop ship in neat rows, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.
"I must admit that I owe you another favor! Okay, okay, a new upstart in the empire, a lucky young man who is appreciated by His Majesty the Emperor, it seems that I must form an alliance with you! I don't think anyone will
I believe I have never even met you before this! But you have done so many things for me, damn, those old bastards in the military must have thought that we had colluded for a long time!"
"Then, let's do it!" Neville turned around and looked at his adjutant unceremoniously: "Send a report to the Military Logistics Department and say that the North Sea Guards Fleet needs more battleship crossbows. I need them.
A large number of specially made magic crossbow bolts, don’t fool me with those ordinary ones! Well, replenish our ordnance according to the standards of the Norman Expeditionary Fleet, ha, everything must be the best!”
Neville's adjutant nodded understandingly, then grinned and ran out with an evil smile.
It seems that with the support of the upstart general in the military department, the North Sea Guard Fleet is about to change its guns. At least these twenty new warships are not issued to the Norman Expeditionary Fleet, which is known as the strongest fleet in the empire.
New Dunerker was sent, so in terms of other supplies, the North Sea Garrison Fleet should also be on par with the Norman Expeditionary Fleet.
With new warships, elite sailors, and powerful ordnance, Lieutenant General Neville only needs to win one or two battles, and his future will naturally be extremely bright. You must know that Lieutenant General Neville is not yet forty years old!
And as the general's status has been improved, the people around him will naturally be promoted as well!
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