"If I and Hightins on the frontlines can’t hold them off, this situation is highly likely to become a reality.

However, the slave system..."

He couldn’t help but recall the series of social changes revolving around the slave system in his previous life.

There’s a common misconception among normal people that slaves, being slaves, must lead extraordinarily miserable lives.

What people don’t realize is that since their selling price is equivalent to several years of ordinary people’s wages, more expensive than livestock, slaves are like cattle and horses, the private property of slave masters, and are unlikely to be excessively exploited beyond limits.

Besides a donkey owned by the government, who has seen someone intentionally abusing their own cattle and horses?

Slave masters need to solve issues related to their slaves’ survival, health, medical care, and even marriage and fertility of the next generation of small slaves to maximize their own benefits.

Ironically.

Only under the employment system, where laborers’ personal ownership doesn’t belong to the owners of production materials, can the latter exploit their labor without psychological burdens.

Recruiting young child workers, constantly increasing working hours, assigning high-load, high-intensity jobs, those who want to work do it and those who don’t can leave, even if they have no time to fall in love, marry, and have children, what does it have to do with me?

In the civilized world, after gaining freedom, hired laborers sometimes receive treatment worse than that of slaves, leaving people briefly unable to distinguish who is truly the livestock.

Byron’s mood passed in a flash, quickly pushed to the back of his mind.

Winning the founding battle could prevent such a scenario from occurring, allowing him to replan the country’s future according to his will.

The Blue Dragon King and his Ghost Ship regrouped, stationed nearby to reinforce the formation.

The Golden Deer headed forward alone, directly facing the Devil’s Fleet, making the observers and intelligence agents from other countries, who had just recovered from the strong takeover of the Hightins throne, sweat profusely.

Especially the admiral from the Iris next door reacted most strongly.

"Just now, His Majesty Saint Byron said these dark monstrous people are actually colonizers coming from the Eastern Continent?

If the Kingdom of Hightins cannot hold them off, wouldn’t we, the Iris, be the next to suffer?

No, I must report this to His Majesty immediately!"

All intelligence personnel from various countries simultaneously sent back information about the change of hands in the Kingdom of Hightins and the White Rose colluding with external forces to bring strong foreign enemies.

Even a simple Battleship Fleet with a total number exceeding seventy is enough to crush most maritime countries.

Not to mention that this is a Phantom Fleet with ship spirits, whose combat power far surpasses ordinary battleships!

The water soldiers under the Royalist Party and Earl’s Party, captured and closest to those Ghost Ships, felt it most vividly.

Combined with the eerie wind drilling into their bones, their teeth chattered:

"It’s over, it’s all over, we’re doomed."

"The York three brothers from White Rose are all disasters, they’ve truly dragged us down!

If these outsiders win, the first step might be demilitarizing the Kingdom of Hightins.

Soldiers from the First to the Seventh Fleet might be given as sacrifices by the victorious Duke George."

"I don’t want to die, creator, please protect The Wild Hunt King to certainly win!"

"Nonsense, His Majesty Saint Byron is ’Holy Spirit’, is ’creator’, can definitely be invincible in battle!"

In the life-or-death crisis, belief anchor chains quietly formed in Byron’s spiritual world.

The soldiers’ strong wishes in the Strait of Dover echoed around Byron’s ears through the belief anchor chains:

"Win! Win!..."

This time, Byron was no longer the mortal who could only hear prayers but couldn’t respond, but a real god!

Slowly raising the dual swords in his hands, he spoke in a deep voice:

"Since you sincerely pray to me, then I will... as you wish!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!...

As soon as the words fell, after the Golden Deer, phantom flashes appeared, and the observers saw a fleet of peculiarly designed, somewhat excessively low-slung Heavy Cruisers emerge one after another.

They did not hide in the "National Border Lock" like the Pirate Fleet but directly jumped here from an external gathering point in the Strait of Dover.

In fact, this fleet entirely composed of Heavy Cruisers, from the day of launching the first batch of five heavy cruisers, already had a legion title effect: [Unrestricted Wolfpack].

Also known as: [Heavy Cruiser less than a hundred, a hundred invincible].

The basic attribute of Heavy Cruisers is: Single Combat Invincible.

The ones that can beat it can’t outrun it, those who can outrun it can’t beat it, and more often than not, neither can beat it nor outrun it.

It can employ "Ship Maneuvering Tactics" to divide the enemy and lure them to their most adept battlefield.

It can also rely on its full heavy cannon configuration to act as a battleship and engage fleet to fleet with any country.

The special effect [Unrestricted Wolfpack] can construct an exclusive wolfpack network within the entire Interdiction Cruiser Fleet, aside from communication, it allows summoning companions across distances for firepower support.

Using oneself as a focal point, it transports other allied ships to its vicinity, forming a tightly organized bloodthirsty wolfpack.

This is what’s truly called stirring up a hornet’s nest, beat one and two come, beat two and four come...

If a country discovers a Heavy Cruiser on its maritime transport line, it signifies the potential appearance of numerous heavy cruisers crawling all over his home at any moment!"