Since the battle was taking place in English waters, official English patrol ships had joined the fight when they passed through the area.
Admiral Amoro's Level 5 warship was among the English player fleet pursuing the Argentine fleet.
Lu Yang looked toward the Argentine warships. He felt that the one leading the attack should be an old acquaintance—Andres, whom he had worked with during last year's Global Martial Arts Tournament.
He tried calling Andres. Before it rang twice, the call connected.
"Damn it, withdraw from these waters! Don't get tangled up with them here. Shake off the official English NPC warships first, then fight the English bastards to the death."
Andres's shout came through the call. He had not noticed that Lu Yang was the caller and assumed it was someone aboard another ship.
"What is it? Speak quickly," Andres shouted.
Lu Yang said with a smile, "You're fighting this fiercely? So you're really fighting at Soul Island."
Andres froze when he heard Lu Yang's voice. He looked at the caller ID and only then realized it was Lu Yang. He asked in surprise, "Why are you calling me? Wait, how did you know I was fighting here?"
Lu Yang said, "I'm on Soul Island."
"Damn it, help me!" Andres said excitedly.
"Calling you is how I'm helping you. Add me to your team. I'll help you drive back the English naval fleet first," Lu Yang said.
"Alright." Andres quickly added Lu Yang to his team.
Lu Yang saw the system notification and said, "Have your warships stop retreating for now. Fight them head-on for two minutes and give me time to get close to the enemy ships."
"No problem." Andres shouted, "Stop retreating! Get them!"
Lu Yang could not help laughing. Andres had always been like this—once he decided