This battle's greatest variable was the support fleet led by Bolevin.
As long as the support fleet could stabilize the situation, White Butcher's side would naturally remain as steady as a rock, with almost no chance of anything going wrong.
After all, anyone with eyes could see that the Barton Fast Ships attacking him had interception as their main mission. They were there to slow his movements and prevent him from providing timely support to the support fleet.
To put it bluntly, even the Barton fleet itself did not think that these bombarded Fast Ships could crush the Great Zhou fleet led by White Butcher. How could White Butcher possibly fall into their hands?
At this point, it was only a matter of time before White Butcher crushed them.
Of course, the sooner they crushed them, the sooner they could go support the support fleet led by Bolevin. That way, the risks they had to bear would naturally be lower.
Although the two fleet commanders on the Barton fleet's side did not possess much combat ability, neither of them was a fool. They could naturally see the situation before them clearly.
At this point, whether they wanted to fight or retreat, they first had to deal with the four Fast Ships blocking their escape route!
In fact, from the moment the two sides began fighting until now, the warships on both sides had been constantly pulling and circling around one another. Closing the distance easily was no simple matter.
But the successful penetration of the Assault Ships had created an opportunity for them.
Seizing that opportunity, they quickly charged in and spread out into an encircling formation, intending to unleash the maximum firepower their fleet could muster.
Unexpectedly, just as they were preparing to attack, something happened. The previously calm