Chapter 429: 427 Collapse (Part 1)_1
“Count, we must leave immediately, the harbor is too dangerous!”
Knight Fletcher tried to persuade Count Evan to leave, but Count Evan remained standing still.
He watched the warship engulfed in flames before him, his entire being seeming to have turned into a statue.
Only when Knight Fletcher turned around did he recognize that the warship being swallowed by a roaring green flame was the flagship of the Pegasus Navy—White Dew!
The symbol of St. Prowse Family’s dignity, the invincible presence on the Angry River, the pride of millions of Easterners, the core support and spiritual pivot of the Pegasus Navy… all slowly turned into ashes before their eyes.
Such a terrifying scene was simply an unreal nightmare for all Easterners.
“The Howell Family has rebelled! The Howell Family has rebelled!”
A ghastly voice brought Count Evan back to reality. Following the direction of the voice, he saw a soldier struggling to climb out of the water, completely engulfed in green fire.
He screamed in horror, rolling on the ground in an attempt to extinguish the flames on his body, but it was in vain.
This terrifying green flame could not be extinguished by water; a single spark almost certainly meant being reduced to ashes.
A large number of navy officers who had returned from the city stood near the harbor, staring dumbly at the fiery hellscape of the harbor. When they heard rumors of the Howell family’s rebellion, many of them turned their gazes towards Count Evan, looking to confirm the truth of the news.
Count Evan’s gaze was icy as he watched the sea of fire before him, any illusions of hope were gone.
He realized that all of the ships that had been burnt belonged to the St. Prowse Family, and the Howell Family’s warships had already set sail, deliberately distancing themselves from the burning ships to avoid being affected.
If this wasn’t premeditated, then it would be hell!
Clearly, the Howell Family had rebelled!
They had used all the “Wildfire”, originally intended to be deployed against the sluices of Silver Moon City, on the St. Prowse Family warships!
But how could Count Howell have such audacity?
Did they not wish to establish themselves in the East Territories anymore?
Count Evan no longer had the time to ponder Count Howell’s reasons for rebellion, a ferocious anger erupted in his chest, almost overwhelming his rational mind.
In his fury, Count Evan, with blood-red eyes, roared hoarsely:
“The Howell family betrays the East Territories, They must be punished!”
It was a powerful statement, but it was of little help to the current situation.
At this time, all the St. Prowse Family’s heavy warships have been devoured by the terrifying green flames. Although many light warships were spared, they alone were definitely not enough to defeat the intact fleet of the Howell family.
Any Eastern warriors who had a bit of sense knew, the authority on the Angry River was now the Howell Family’s to command.
So, what could Count Evan use to execute the rebel army of the Howell Family?
Of course, if Count Evan was implying those elderly, women, and children from the Howell family who were still in White Dew City, that wouldn’t be a problem. But doing so would only vent his frustration, and would be not only useless but possibly harmful to the current situation.
Count Howell might even be so enraged that he completely switches to the North Territory.
If North Territory gained control of the Angry River… The thought flashed through everyone’s minds, causing a tremor of terror.
Obviously, Count Evan understood the severity of the situation, and roared again:
“To whoever executes Count Howell, I shall personally bestow upon him the rank of Viscount!”
This announcement stirred quite the commotion. Even though they knew the task to be a deadly one, the allure of nobility still sparked courage among many warriors. They immediately dashed towards the undestroyed light-class warships, hoping to be the hero who turns the tide.
Count Evan relaxed slightly and immediately deployed several men to nearby cities for reinforcements and sent a messenger to White Dew City to inform his father about Alfalfa City’s situation.
At this time, more and more navy soldiers were converging at the harbor, but with a large number of warships destroyed, they were powerless to challenge the Howell Family, even if they wanted to.
Moreover, the Alfalfa Brothers Association’s rebellion was escalating, and they had even begun organized attacks on the harbor.
Initially, when Orlando informed that the Pegasus Navy was at its weakest, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to seize advantage. Many mafias from the Alfalfa Brothers Association were still skeptical.
Some daring ones only dared to plunder isolated navy soldiers, but as warships in the harbor began to sink one after another, the Alfalfa Brothers Association’s audacity grew.
By this point, they had confirmed that the Pegasus Navy was struggling, so they fully unleashed their brutality, preparing for a grand loot.
Normally, no matter how large the Alfalfa Brother’s association might be, it wouldn’t even be a concern for the Pegasus Navy. Even if they are not good at ground battles, they are a regular army and have no problem dealing with brutish thugs.
However, the Pegasus Navy was now in a serious situation. The Howell Family’s rebellion caught them off guard. They need to save their surviving warships and deal with the rebellious fleet from the Howell Family. Now, facing the Alfalfa Brothers Association, they were a bit overwhelmed.
Evidently, the Alfalfa Brothers Association also recognised the weakness in Pegasus Navy. They always take advantages over the weak, and are good at seizing chance in battle. Seeing Pegasus struggling, they became even more motivated, attacking the harbour’s position like mad.
However, Count Evan did not turn back to deal with the seemingly invincible Alfalfa Brothers Association because he knew they were only terrifying in appearance. As long as the Pegasus Navy could withstand their most fierce attacks and cause certain casualties, the scattered soldiers of Alfalfa Brothers Association would inevitably lose momentum, and even if they wouldn’t retreat, they would no longer dare to advance.
His actual concern was still on the Angry River.
At this point, more than a dozen light-class battleships had sailed out of the harbor, heading towards the Howell Family’s fleet.
Yet, their advance seemed rather suicidal.
In naval warfare, the disparity brought about by tonnage advantage is almost impossible to make up for.
Nevertheless, Count Evan kept his gaze fixed on Angry River, hoping for a miracle to happen.
However, reality was always cold.
Not only did no miracle happen on the Angry River, but behind him, the Alfalfa Brothers Association also grew bolder, constantly reducing the defensive positions of the Pegasus Navy.
Count Evan turned around in surprise and noticed that the reason Alfalfa Brothers Association’s offensive was so fierce was because there were hundreds of extremely heroic professionals hidden among them!
There were not only high-ranking warriors, but also knights!
How could it be possible?
Count Evan immediately realised that behind the rebellion of the Alfalfa Brothers Association, there must be a tremendous force of support!
Thinking of the rebellion of the Howell Family, Evan felt that he had already fallen into a carefully designed trap.
He suddenly felt dizzy, his sight went dark, and he fainted.
“Lord Count!”
Knight Fletcher rushed to catch Count Evan, but looking around, he knew the situation was dire. Gritting his teeth, supporting Count Evan, he disappeared into the darkness.
After they left, a voice suddenly rose:
“Evan Sanctus has fled!”
