God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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Cecissarian, who personally established the Kushan Empire's naval forces and was involved in their entirety—from their creation and improvement to their expansion and invincibility—naturally knew very well how long it would take for a naval fleet to go from project initiation to construction and training.

With a well-established system and sufficient logistical support, it might only take a few years.

However, if the system is not perfect and there are no reserve soldiers, it would probably take more than ten years, or even several decades, to build a fleet from scratch.

Just as he had established the naval system of the Kushan Empire, it took an extremely long time to achieve such a result.

If the Kushan Empire was like this, the Han Empire would likely be no exception, and this is his chance, which may very well be his only chance.

If the Han Empire's naval forces, especially those few steel behemoths, could be completely annihilated, the future war landscape could be altered.

Without the steel behemoth, without the excellent sailors, without the excellent soldiers, everything had to start from scratch. Even if they had some experience before, it would take a long time to grow back to what it was before.

Even if he is no longer here, the new generation of Kushan Empire naval fleet commanders will become the pillars of the nation and strive for its progress.

Naval warfare differs from land warfare; in most cases, it is more dangerous and relies more heavily on the hard power of both sides.

When one's strength is overwhelming, it is easy to achieve the effect and result of a annihilation battle.

In some ways, naval warfare is more like a gamble, a gamble that can affect the fate of a nation.

The winner gets everything, the loser gets nothing.

A nation's efforts, which may take years or even decades, could be wiped out in a single naval battle.

Although Cecissian had never lost a naval battle, he understood this, because every one of his opponents had met their end in the same way.

The opponents he once faced could never meet him again.

The heavy burden of the naval fleet meant that very few people had the opportunity or ability to bear a second defeat.

Therefore, for many smaller forces, a devastating naval battle could mean the complete collapse of an entire family or faction.

Only the Han Empire and the Kushan Empire could disregard such war damage and throw warship after warship into the ocean for bloody battles.

If this level of fighting intensity can be maintained, Cecislian is even confident that he can make the army stronger, even stronger than it is now.

Unfortunately, time waits for no one, and his physical condition did not support such a long period of time. Cecissian had no choice but to ignore the benefits of doing so and gamble everything on this one desperate gamble.

As long as the objective is achieved, even if one dies on the battlefield, it can be considered a worthy death.

Compared to dying in bed, Cecissian's mentality was closer to that of a northerner, or rather, he was one of the northerners himself, so it was normal for him to have such behavior and thoughts.

Gazing at the numerous ships in the harbor and the bustling crowds in the distance, constantly moving about transporting all sorts of supplies, Cecislian's heart grew increasingly calm until no emotional fluctuations disturbed him. The quieter he was, the more he could feel his own spiritual power, and the stronger his will to resist his body became.

Based on these factors alone, Cecislian was confident he could live a little longer.

Without being disturbed, one can use mental energy to restrain the body, minimizing leakage and maintaining the necessary levels to prolong life.

Even if he could do that, Cecissian knew very well that his recovery was probably hopeless, and he could only try his best to fulfill his last wish.

As long as one continues to think and act, the mind cannot completely stop the body's depletion, nor can it stop the body's further decline, leading to the gradual aging process, and at a considerable pace.

Meanwhile, Kapil, who had passed on his grandfather's orders, returned to his position.

This time, however, Kapil did not make any sound, so as not to disturb Cecissian with any additional noise.

"How far does it have to be to transport all this?" Kapil looked down at the map on the ground, then at the locations marked on it, and a question flashed through his mind.

Even the top fighters under the Cecilian Legion couldn't fly so easily and narrowly to the uninhabited area, let alone anyone else.

It's not that experts need to fly such a long distance, but that the entire fleet needs to travel such a far distance, and that's a force of nearly 300,000 people. Is it really appropriate for them to travel such a long distance?

If they really fly that far, then they're not just leading the arrest, they're actually going to their deaths.

Such a clear difference was enough to demonstrate the disparity between them, and Kapil's feelings were incredibly complex; he had never imagined that the army would have to travel such a long distance.

It was practically telling everyone that the army only needed to march north along the coastline, and how far they would go depended on how much food they had left.

Thinking back on the ships that had carried the food supplies, Kapil felt a chill run down his spine.

With over 30% of their ships being supply vessels, their fleet could sustain itself at sea for more than half a year without worrying about a food crisis.

Excluding the return journey, they could sail for three months with their ships.

Three months is enough time for even an old ship to travel tens of thousands of miles, let alone a ship that has been improved.

In this situation, they have more places to go, and the range of terror they can spread is also wider.

"Hopefully, this mobilization of so many troops won't be a fruitless exercise under the guise of a drill, but rather a genuine effort to defeat the enemy. Perhaps this is what the family wants us to see, rather than using this opportunity to further purify, cleanse, and eliminate internally..." Gazing at Capil and Cecissian in the distance, the officer, also a naval fleet officer, uttered this sentiment with a hint of expectation in his voice.

There was no doubt that victory in the war was assured; under Cecislian's leadership, victory was a sure thing.

Years of prestige and an undefeated record shaped Cecilie's legendary life, a life filled with glory and honor.

The true emperor of the seas, the uncrowned king to this day. (End of Chapter)