Marshal Hans's youngest son, Charlie Blaze, was actually on the ship opposite them. This intelligence clearly came as a shock to everyone.
Inside the command room of Barton's main fleet, Hans, who had taken the initiative to cut off communications, ignored the astonished looks of the surrounding Barton soldiers as his expression quickly settled back into calm.
"Pass down my orders. Keep a close eye on the movements of that Steel Warship opposite us!"
Hans clearly knew who the most important target on this sea battlefield was. His attention remained fixed on Ironclad Ship 001 the entire time.
Noticing Ironclad Ship 001 constantly circling around the outside, Hans seemed to realize something. His eyelids involuntarily twitched twice.
Could they be planning to circle directly around the outside of our main fleet?
For an ordinary warship to dare do this in a naval battle of such a scale would make it the Number One Under Heaven idiot. In essence, such a move was no different from seeking death.
But that Steel Warship clearly wasn't in that category. After all, the other side had a history of this!
Just earlier, they had completed a single-ship flanking maneuver, slaughtering Barton's North Sea garrison fleet until it fled in all directions.
Thinking of this, Hans truly felt that nothing was impossible. Recalling the other side's previous performance, his entire body unconsciously tensed.
However, after seeing Jabbar standing to the side, his emotions quickly settled down again.
No matter what, they still had Jabbar, the Saint Realm Mage, to rely on!
One had to know that Jabbar's strength at sea was terrifying. Otherwise, he could never have stabilized Barton III's throne and restrained the noble forces scattered across the four seas of the Barton Empire with nothing but his own strength and the Royal Fleet