Azur Lane Mobile Front.

"That's quite a unique tactic, isn't it? Hehe, this kid~"

Frederick the Great, as the fleet commander, immediately realized that this was definitely not a tactic the ships had come up with on their own.

In particular, the members of the fleet all came from the Eastern Empire and the Sakura Empire.

In a scenario where both players are equipped with melee weapons, the option of keeping distance is practically nonexistent.

As he spoke, Frederick the Great looked up at the carrier-based aircraft battle in the sky, which was almost over.

It must be said that this tactic, though not aesthetically pleasing, is effective.

Ironblood's weakness in air defense became particularly apparent under the pressure of two aircraft carriers.

Meanwhile, their own carrier-based aircraft were unable to break through the air defense perimeter formed by the enemy's fighter jets and surface fleet.

Not to mention, from the beginning until now, the enemy has been almost always under the cover of smoke, making it impossible for our side to make a move.

...

The battle on the sea took everyone by surprise.

The fleet composed of the Eastern Empire and the Sakura Empire almost completely overwhelmed the Ironblood fleet throughout the entire battle.

Under the interference of air firepower and torpedo bombardment, the Ironblood Fleet could neither charge forward nor retreat.

"Oh, Commander, your tactics are quite effective!"

Mikasa, who was watching the battle with him, patted Robo on the shoulder with a smile.

In her view, although this tactic could be described as shameless, as Shinano said to Haku, as a commander, the primary objective is always to win.

"Well, it's almost there."

Looking at the battle on the sea, Rob said something meaningful.

"Hmm? Ah, right, it's about time."

Mikasa glanced to the other side; Littorio had vanished without a trace.

...

Meanwhile, within the expo's venues, the remnants of the past have already eroded much of the real world.

In some places, and even on the same building, two completely different scenes appeared.

However, the golden light and illusory shadow centered on Richelieu could never break through.

At this moment, Richelieu and Veneto were standing face to face.

"You are...Miss Richelieu?!"

Veneto, as the source of everything, seemed completely unaware of the changes around him.

She greeted Richelieu warmly, just as she always did.

"Miss Richelieu, have you also come here to experience the glory of Romulus?"

Richelieu smiled and shook his head.

Looking at Veneto before her, Richelieu saw a reflection of his own past self in her.

However, I found the direction to move forward.

But she has lost herself on this path.

"Miss Veneto, I have a question for you."

"Hmm? You go ahead~"

Veneto didn't sense anything unusual; her voice was still as soft and sweet as ever.

Perhaps, at this moment, she is neither awake nor asleep.

"What exactly is this 'glory of Romulus' that you're talking about?"

"Huh?!"

Richelieu's question left Veneto speechless.

"Yes...yes..."

She was lost and confused. All along, she had been pursuing the dream of recreating the glory of Romulus in the Sardinian Empire.

However, she didn't know when it started, but the only glory Romulus had left in her mind was that luxurious bathhouse.

I don't know when it started, but to experience the glory of Romulus, all you need to do is enjoy a bath in the Great Baths.

Because of the abnormal state of the "wedge," the erosion of the real world by the "world of the past" constructed by Veneto and the core has stopped.

Richelieu looked around; at this moment, almost the entire venue had been replaced.

Without anyone noticing, this area seemed to have returned to what it was two years ago.

Once this place is connected to the small island in the sea, Marco Polo's plan will be considered a success.

That's exactly what happened.

On the island, Marco Polo watched the numbers on the instrument panel jump upwards, his smile impossible to contain.

At this moment, the number on the instrument had reached the 90 mark. If this trend continued, it wouldn't be long before the era of Marco Polo would begin.

"Haha, really, it's much simpler than I imagined."

"Looks like I was overthinking it after all!"

"Whether it's Frederick the Great or that commander, neither of them realized my intentions at all!"

"Hmm... that takes away a lot of the fun!"

Thinking of this, Marco Polo's smile faded slightly.

"Well, as expected, I should announce it to them at the last minute."

"I really am merciful. However, as someone who is about to ascend to the top of this world, mercifulness is indeed a very good virtue."

As he spoke, Marco Polo pressed a button on the instrument.

Instantly, a faint golden light curtain enveloped the sea area, centered on the small island.

"Whoa, here it comes. Zhenhai, you've lost."

"Yes, yes, yes, I will certainly do as you said before and serve you at your beck and call, is that alright?"

Zhenhai rolled his eyes at Rob, completely baffled as to why his commander had assumed that the troublemaker Marco Polo would jump out at this crucial moment.

Why not just stay hidden behind the scenes and stir up trouble peacefully?

That way, even if you fail, you can still get away with it, right?

Just as Luo Bo and Zhen Hai were talking, Marco Polo's figure appeared on the light screen in the air.

"Hmm... looking at you all from this angle, you really are... so insignificant!"

Marco Polo, confident of victory, successfully looked down on everyone from the air with the help of his instruments.

At that moment, a butterfly gently landed in Frederick the Great's palm.

This was a pre-arranged code between Rob and her.

"Children, it's time to turn our cannons around!"

Chapter 583: There are actually people who are kept in the dark?

When Rob learned that the exercise had thoughtfully arranged for Donghuang's opponent to be Ironblood, he knew that he might have to cooperate with them a little again.

This is one of the reasons why Robb arranged such a tactic today.

Of course, it cannot be denied that this dragging-out tactic is indeed very effective against Ironblood ships.

Because of the tactics employed by Robo's side, the Ironblood ships hardly fired a single shot.

When they aimed their main guns at the lighthouse on the distant island, everyone realized that the Ironblood side's gun barrels were not loaded with practice rounds.

"boom--"

Scorching flames erupted from the muzzle, and with a roar, shells flew toward the small island.

"Oh~ it seems I underestimated you guys after all~"

"Since you were prepared, you must have known something beforehand."

Marco Polo looked at the scene before him with a look of astonishment.

However, this expression was quickly replaced by a mocking one.

"However, your reaction was too slow!"

"Now, I'll show you something really good!"

As soon as Marco Polo finished speaking, golden light curtains appeared out of thin air around the island.

The shells fired by the Ironblood ships were all blocked by this light barrier, leaving only ripples on the barrier.

"The Aurora Wall?"

The suddenly appearing light screen was extremely familiar to both Rob's side and the other factions of the Royal Family.

"That's right, it's the Aurora Wall of the Iris Theocracy."

"It must be said, the Iris Theocracy certainly had considerable resources back then. However, their defeat was just too ridiculous. Hahaha~"

Perhaps feeling confident of victory, Marco Polo mocked the Iris Kingdom of yesteryear without a care in the world.

Although, in Rob's view, the defeat of the Iris Theocracy back then was indeed absurd from every angle.

However, this does not mean that this matter can be discussed in front of the ships of the Free Iris and the Vichy Church.

At the very least, Jean Bart is now ready to fight.

"Don't rush. You should remember that the Aurora Wall of the Iris Theocracy has a backdoor for access, right?"

Seeing that Jean Bart was about to suddenly attack someone, Rob quickly sent her a message.

Upon receiving the message from Rob, Jean Bart's anger vanished instantly.

"Heh~"

Now, her mindset is similar to Rob's—watching a clown show.

However, compared to Rob's composure, the Royals, who had not noticed anything unusual beforehand, appeared much more flustered.

"Tell me quickly, what exactly happened?"

It must be said that the Royal Family's intelligence work seems to be somewhat lacking.

Even White Eagle, thanks to Rob's reminder, has made some preparations.

As for the Royal Navy, they were really just there for a drill.

"Your Majesty, we've been tricked!"

Queen George V stopped eating her snacks and stared intently at the phantom of Marco Polo in the sky.

"I know I've been tricked. Now I'm asking you for your countermeasures!"

Queen Elizabeth slammed her fist on the table in front of her in a fit of anger, feeling incredibly frustrated.

They had finally managed to regain some ground, but in the blink of an eye, they lost it all.

Judging from the current trend, we're likely to lose even more money.

"There is no solution, Your Majesty."

King George V shrugged, looking completely indifferent.

"So, in other words, I can only rely on that damned human now?!"

To be completely dependent on Luo is worse than drowning oneself.

Thinking of this, Queen Elizabeth couldn't help but slam her hand on the table again.

"Ah, Your Majesty, I suggest you do not get angry."

"Anyway, the royal family isn't the only one relying on that gentleman right now."

It must be said that King George V appeared much calmer than Queen Elizabeth.

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