When the report that Yu Lian's fleet was rapidly closing in reached the Dreadnought Wang Hu, where Lieutenant General Bifick was stationed, it was 9:35 p.m. At that moment, his entire fleet was still at Level One battle readiness, of course.
Only, this state of readiness was for an attack, not a defense.
For a hot-blooded, violent general like Bifick, everything was an attack, and attacking was everything. He never wanted to hear that his troops were defending or standing still. His fleet was supposed to circle around to the flank and rear of Verdant Plume Fortress in two hours, cutting off the enemy fleet's retreat and delivering a fatal blow.
But what he had never expected was that his fleet had only covered half the distance when they received word that the Natural Emblem had been hit by the fortress's main guns and could no longer be contacted.
The flagship had been attacked, and the troops preparing to fight their way in and land at the fortress had no choice but to halt their assault for the time being. They had even begun to retreat. That left Lieutenant General Bifick's fleet in an awkward position.
The so-called "woodpecker tactic" had to knock first before it could peck!
For a moment, even a resolute and decisive general like him was at a loss.
So Verdant Plume Fortress actually had fortress guns? Had those Bakvi birdmen really lied? How bold of them! Those mere birdmen dared to scheme against the Empire?
Lieutenant General Bifick flew into a rage, but it took him only two seconds to calm down. Even if he wanted to hold the Bakvi birdmen accountable, that was Marshal Ikenroga's responsibility.
More importantly, the bombardment just now left him no choice but to stay calm.
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