A shot from Sima Decao's flagship pierced its already shattered armor and struck the engine room at the stern.
The damage to this vital section left the entire warship powerless. Under the sustained damage from Sima Delang's plasma cannon, the Kindling Warship couldn't hold out any longer.
The warship sank.
The kindling flame aboard it went out.
6:27 a.m.
Fifteen minutes into the battle, the merchant fleet had lost one scout ship and one Kindling Warship.
The remaining fleet consisted of one LV.10 Kindling Warship, three scout ships, six assault ships, and eight large transport ships.
The Jin Family fleet had suffered no losses. One LV.11 Kindling Warship, one LV.12 Kindling Warship, and one assault ship remained.
"That turtle shell's really tough. Even without a shield, it can take a beating. Guess it's not completely useless."
Sima Decao sighed.
"Mainly because Lord Sima Delang's burst firepower is lacking. Otherwise, the enemy wouldn't have lasted this long."
His adjutant smiled beside him.
"Silver-plated spearhead—that's what you call these pampered young masters. When it comes to a real fight, they're nothing without us holding the line."
Sima Decao sneered.
Although his flagship's overall combat rating was one level below Sima Delang's, battles weren't simply a matter of comparing numbers.
Even setting aside the crew's abilities and the commander's tactical skill—all those intangible factors—
any one of the additional modules aboard a warship could change the tide of battle.
Overall combat rating was only a reference.
Otherwise, the merchant fleet's two Kindling Warships, whose ratings were comparable to those of the Jin Family's two Kindling Warships, wouldn't have been sunk so quickly.
If Wang Dong had been there, he couldn't have helped thinking that the Jin Family's young scions were pieces of work, but their forces were genuinely formidable.
Wu Haoze's merchant fleet