Perhaps to make his claim more convincing, Yu Lian looked at Feifei and Gongsun Qing as well. "Colonel Li and Miss Gongsun can attest to that."
Feifei shook her head. "I only knew we were going to use the enemy's plan against them and bait them into a trap. I never imagined the fish would be this big."
She truly was surprised, and there was even delight in her expression.
Gongsun Qing's surprise was even more obvious. "I only thought we'd come out ahead if we drove the enemy away without taking losses. I never imagined we could turn the tables and strike back like this!"
It would take everyone a moment to digest the news. A complicated silence fell over the room.
A few seconds later, Captain Nemo threw up his arms and cried, "All glory to Commander Yu!"
His cheer, of course, drew the enthusiastic responses of quite a few of his subordinates.
What kind of legendary beast was this man? Aside from Deng Zhengqing and Banner, who wore expressions of utter dismay, the other members of the Lionheart Society voiced their admiration in silent awe.
But setting aside their slight discomfort with Captain Nemo's way of boosting morale, everyone was soon swept up in jubilation. No one had witnessed Yu Lian's victory firsthand, but no one doubted it either. They even felt that, compared with the victory of critically wounding the high priest of the Norddos, they had merely captured a fortress and driven off an Imperial fleet that had yet to establish a foothold. It was hardly anything to boast about.
And so, amid shouts of "Glory to Marshal Yu," the brief victory banquet got underway.
It celebrated not only the reunion of the two fleets, but also the capture of the Gate of Glory.
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