On the dark blue sea, a fleet was sailing.
At the bow of the flagship "Trinity," King Christina IV stood with a grim face, his gaze fixed on the west.
That was their sailing direction, as well as the direction of Copenhagen.
"Anhalt, tell me, that place ahead with the thick smoke, what is it?" King Christina IV's words carried a barely contained fury.
"Your Majesty, ahead is the Copenhagen Port, and the place on fire is the Royal Shipyard!" General Anhalt, standing behind him in fine chain armor, responded solemnly.
"Dior Fulri!"
King Christina IV shouted angrily, "I will make you pay in blood for this!"
The Royal Shipyard embodied King Christina IV's hard work, carrying his dreams of building the Danish Navy, to dominate the Baltic Sea and even the Atlantic Ocean!
Yet now it was reduced to ashes.
"Your Majesty, we should send some scouts ahead first to investigate," said "Steel File" and "Black Hawk" softly from the side.
