The Strait of Solomon.

As a major transportation route, a large number of ships from the East and the West are moored on the docks here at every moment.

The towering fortresses and those permanent defensive fortifications have added a bit of unbreakable majesty to the place, giving residents and merchants a great sense of security.

But in the past few days, the local governor, Viscount Quia from Insmann, seemed very uneasy.

There is no doubt that he also knew that the main navy forces were dispatched to fight the pirates.

In fact, in order to achieve his merits, General Fili not only transferred Major General Jackson, but also took away all the steam ironclad ships.

This caused Solomon's naval strength to be guarded at this time to completely fall into the lowest point.

Of course, in the eyes of General Feili, there are fortifications and some original sailing ships, and the main pirates are staring at him, so there will never be any surprises.

This should be the case in most cases.

But the reason why life is so interesting is that unexpected things happen often, although Viscount Quia does not want to see it.

On the hillside next to the port, in the main residence.

Elizabeth was wearing a lady's skirt, holding an exquisite bone porcelain tea cup in her hands, and there were a few newly-baked honey cream desserts in front of her, emitting a sweet and tempting atmosphere.

"Thanks to the goddess...I'm back!"

She took a sip of black tea slowly. The warm and sweet taste finally convinced her that she had finally gotten rid of the pirate's nightmare and successfully returned to her relatives.

"Miss, the master hopes that you can wear a dress and go to a banquet, where there will be many young talents who hope to know you..."

A nanny next to him came over and opened the exquisite gift box, which contained an exquisite dress.

"No!"

Elizabeth opened the fan and squirted quickly, feeling angry again.

Obviously, the marriage with Viscount Charles is basically going to fail.

The other party is a prominent family and is unlikely to accept a woman with a reputation that has been damaged. Even if she has not suffered substantial harm, her reputation is often more important than the substance.

Viscount Quia had already mentioned this matter to his daughter in a vague manner, and at this time, he directly showed his attitude.

Since it is unlikely that a good family can be considered, the second sons of some small nobles, even lords, etc.

When she thought of the recent blind date "accidental encounters" and the young handsome men holding back their search and contempt, Elizabeth felt as if she had a knife cut on her body.

"Miss, the master has given the order, you must..."

The nanny was in a little embarrassed.

"I said...no!!"

Elizabeth emphasized her tone and felt extremely depressed. She couldn't help but come to the balcony, looking at the sea not far away, and taking a deep breath.

"my daughter!"

At this time, Viscount Quia, wearing a wig and a decent and elegant dress, came behind Elizabeth.

"I don't understand... why you did this, father?"

Elizabeth is not false to say goodbye.

"I want you to know that I love you, more than anyone else!"

Viscount Quia sighed: "It's just that marriage with that viscount is impossible. The other party has become a laughing stock because of this period of time... those damn pirates! I hope General Feili can hang them all this time! Oh! Sorry... I shouldn't tell you these things."

"No, I want to know that the pirate, the pirate maker Rochi, has become the pirate king? And General Feili has taken away all the main forces in Solomon this time in order to attack him?"

Elizabeth stared at her father.

"These are military secrets, how do you know?" Viscount Quia was shocked.

"I have my news channels!" Elizabeth smiled sly, like a little fox: "When Roach is hung, I must go and see..."

"Your wish will come true. Admiral Feili is a famous general of our country's naval forces, plus fifty steam iron armored ships, this is an invincible force on the ocean..."

Viscount Queya's voice was full of pride: "I think...it won't take long before you can hear the good news."

"Hope!"

Somehow, Elizabeth was a little uneasy.

Will that pirate who coexist with rampant and shrewd fail so easily? She has no idea at all.

"Governor General, latest information!"

At this time, a hurried footsteps came and broke into the bedroom: "Sorry, sir, but you have told me that once you have the latest military information, you must notify you as soon as possible."

"Yes, I said so...read!"

Viscount Queya patted Elizabeth on the shoulder: "Dear, good news is here."

"Ahem..."

The messenger immediately unfolded a parchment: "...On April 1, we encountered the main force of pirates. The naval boys of the kingdom fought bravely, but the enemy shamelessly used mines. Under the influence of other irresistible factors, we lost the Fearless, the Lion, and the Knight of the Round Table... General Fili died for his country, and Lieutenant General Norton led the last dozen steam ironclad ships to retreat. He will arrive at the Strait of Solomon on the 7th. Please ask the local governor to do a good job in reception and supply..."

"Oh...no!"

Viscount Quia was shaky: "In the name of the queen, are you sure you are not kidding me? That is the elite of the entire kingdom, fifty new steam armored ships, and tens of thousands of the best naval boys..."

"I'm sorry...but it's true!"

The messenger stumbled and handed over the documents.

"God..."

After a look, the governor was about to faint.

"Father, what we have to do now is to prepare immediately, collect supplies, and ships! Ships are very important, maybe we will retreat with Lieutenant General Norton..."

Elizabeth said quickly.

"Retreat? From the Strait of Solomon? No! I am the governor here..."

Viscount Quay's eyes were a little lost.

Even if he is good at planning, he will have no idea when encountering such a thing.

"Yes, we must evacuate! After this battle, our navy's power has been greatly damaged and we will definitely choose to shrink..." Elizabeth said firmly.

The navy's cultivation and the construction of ships are only one aspect.

The most important thing is a qualified sea sailor. It is difficult to train without four or five years.

The failure of this naval battle completely emptied the backbone of Insmann sailors. It was not easy to take a breath.

Thinking of this, Viscount Quia immediately made a decision: "Send the order and all ports will enter a first-level alert state... and prepare to evacuate..."

...

"Roar!"

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the intersection of sea and sky.

A black dot emerged, growing bigger and bigger, turning into a floating island.

Pirate King City, the King of Island Turtle!

Its speed was very miserable, and it could not even run out of 10 knots, so it could not be used to fight naval battles, but at this time it was firmly approaching the Strait of Solomon.

Little by little, slowly moving, but with unswerving momentum!

"It's a pirate! Attack!"

Several fortifications immediately discovered something strange and fired fire.

Rumble!

The explosion appeared on the island turtle, but compared to its huge size, it was no different from being bitten by a mosquito.

This is also the arrangement of Fang Yuan.

With the tragic speed of the Island Turtle King, even if he is unparalleled in defense, he will be out of reach to fight any pirate ship, but using it to attack fixed targets is invincible.

There is no doubt that the Strait of Solomon, although its defense is amazing, cannot move, and this is its biggest shortcoming.

In addition, at this time, all the steam ironclad ships in the strait were transferred, which was at the lowest point in strength.

"Roar!"

The King of Island Turtle ignored the artillery fire inside, roared, and his forelimbs slammed on the island.

Boom!

It hit its head, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and several fortifications collapsed instantly.

"ah!"

"Sea Monster!"

"Go away!"

"Why does this turtle seem to carry a city on its back?"

Solomon's port immediately fell into chaos.
To be continued...