At Tianquan Fortress Harbor, three million Dutch players stood densely packed along the shore, cheering loudly at the arrival of one million reinforcements.
"All of the Netherlands' experts are here."
"What does China even count for?"
"Flatten China!"
"Loot every main city and get rich!"
"Cheers for Captain Sleide! He's the one who brought us all this!"
"Captain Sleide is amazing!"
Sleide stood at the bow, watching four million players cheer for him as one. His face was full of smug delight. He raised a hand toward the players below and shouted through a megaphone, "Today is the day our Dutch hegemony rises again. Let us cheer and celebrate this moment!"
Joyful songs and fireworks filling the sky brought the Dutch players' excitement to its peak. Two beautiful girls took the initiative to approach Sleide, disabled the setting that prevented strangers from touching them, and snuggled into his arms.
"Haha, ladies, you really have excellent taste." Sleide laughed smugly.
"Handsome, shall we find somewhere else to talk?" one Dutch beauty asked.
"No problem." Sleide turned to his vice president and said, "Don't forget to give benefits to the brothers on guard duty. They can't join tonight, so I owe them one."
The vice president gave a salute and said, "Great Captain Sleide, you are always so wise."
"Haha."
The entire Tianquan Fortress had become an ocean of Dutch revelry, but the Dutch had not let down their guard. Sleide had arranged for three thousand players to remain aboard the ships.
All the vessels were docked within the harbor. The three hundred warships and five thousand troop transports were separated into two sections: the warships to the west and the troop transports to the east. The entire harbor had no inner bay and was built directly along the sea.