In the office of the naval fortress, White Butcher looked over the postwar report, his mood complicated.
Their Steam Warships had not been sunk this time, and there had been hardly any casualties. For them, that was undoubtedly a good thing.
However, the propellers of five Steam Warships had all been damaged, along with their associated structures. Just repairing them would consume a great deal of time and money.
At the same time, there was an even more troublesome matter. It was not difficult to see from this operation that the opposing Sea Race forces had completely abandoned landing operations. During the entire attack, the enemy had fought beneath the surface of the sea.
This had rendered all of White Butcher's arrangements aboard the ships utterly pointless, without serving any purpose at all.
Rather than calling this battle one between the Great Zhou Navy and the Sea Race forces, it would be more accurate to call it a battle between their Water Mage Corps and the Sea Race forces.
Although they had successfully driven back the enemy this time, the Dragon Prince Ao Ze had escaped.
Judging from the current trend, after accumulating experience, that fellow would certainly become more and more troublesome. At the thought of this, White Butcher could not stop himself from getting a headache, yet there was nothing he could do.
The opposing Sea Race forces could survive in the sea. That was practically an unsolvable advantage.
Fortunately, the Emperor possessed quite a few True Word Spells of the water element and had cultivated a Water Mage Corps that was usable enough over the years. Otherwise, they would basically have had no chance in this battle.
At the postwar review meeting, Jabbar also shared his impressions...
"The enemy is very strong. His strength has reached at