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The sun shines through the pristine waters off the coast of Cardonia. Six grey ships peacefully navigates the calm seas, the flotilla is steaming at a speed of 15 knots. It has only been three days since the Crown Prince was proclaimed as Regent.The command ship of the whole task force was the R-Class frigate, the Response. She and her sistership, the Remembrance are the primary warships of the task force. Built in the late 2010's, these frigates are derivative of the MEKO-200 frigate designs of Germany, their silhouette closely resembles that of the variants of the Algerian Navy apart from the bridge being a deck higher and a different mast.Equipped with a forward 5 inch Mk. 45 gun, a whopping 32 cell Mk.41 VLS, equipped with quad packed ESSM missiles, it packs a total 128 missiles at full load. And to top it of all, 16 anti-ship missiles could be also loaded, but the Cardonian navy has developed their own missile based on the widely successful Exocet, a land attack version could a
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The Marines had already captured the Southern part of the fortress. Leopard tanks mercilessly plow through the brick walls of the fortress. Marksmen took care of the archers from the top of the wall, MANPADs took out any remaining wyverns of the Empire.Hundreds upon hundreds of beasts and humans corpses lie on top of each other as they forcefully swarm the Cardonians only to be met with horrendous firepower. If they will not be killed by the tank, the IFV's would mow them down with automatic cannon fire, followed by the personal weapons of the Marines. The tight streets of the city provides maximum firepower of the Marines as they could easily focus their firepower to mow down waves after waves of Empirial soldiers. It was a one sided massacre."IMPOSSIBLE! WE ALREADY LOST TWO THIRDS OF OUT FORCES!" grunted the Empirial Commander as he can see his helpless troops get easily killed from long range."Commander, the wave tactic clearly isn't working, the troops are losing morale by the
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"You....you... You meant to say that our forward force was completely annihilated?" a man dress in red robes startled. This is the Prime Minister of the Empire, Lem Phrang."The report goes on like this. 150 ships including the 'Dos Proden' had sunk, another 50 are known to be captured by the enemy. Out of the 40,000 troops on Schielde, only about a hundred was able to return, wyverns are thought to be wiped out."*Thud**crac*A man in red robes with gold ornaments pierce his sword on his glass table."The Archesians doesn't have the might to take down our glorious army. Who is it that helped them? Who is it?!" furiously said the man. This is Emperor Laude Scolus, a half breed of a human and a demon. He was the reason to unify his continent, thus demons and beast live together with what he calls "high humans". Humans that these beast would not ought to devour but serve."Your Greatness, reports when they were attack, points to the Centrals. Burning giant arrows that is capable of des
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2 Months after the reclamation of Fortress Schielde.Distraught at the loss of his fleet and forward army. The Emperor decided to send his Royal Fleet to bombard this "Cardonia".Words had travelled from continents to continents about the sudden return of a mystical country and it defeated the dreaded Empire of the North, the Empire of Scolus. The astonishing feat had portrayed Cardonia as the land of the Gods. Suffering zero deaths when their army of 1000 faced 40,000 Imperial troops was a favorite topic among merchants and storytellers alike.These figures were so absurd that many countries in the Central Continent, Collective Countries of the East and the Dominion of the South dismissed as fairytale and mere propaganda.The Empire has the strenght to at least go up against the mighty countries of the Central. Thus a country to the West defeating them is pure heresy for military officials.But the stories demeaning the great Empire of Scolus earned the ire of their Great Leader, the
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"Enemy ship detected! 20 km off our starboard!""Ready main cannons! Fire if within range!"Upon seeing this massive grey ship approaching their side, the flotilla began to get ready. They've just finished rescuing the sailors of their downed ships."So they finally showed theirself huh?!" the Imperial Admiral bursts."These finest ships imported from the Centrals are more than enough to sink that!" the Captain of their 'Emperor' then replied as he observes the peculiar grey ship slowly emerging from the horizon.The grey ship is steadily sailing at 18 knots and almost parallel at them but it is getting closer by the minute."Watch out for those giant arrows they have, they might use them again!""Target is within range! Cannons ready!"The massive 12 inch cannon on a single rotating mount slowly rotated and fixed their bearings. A single Emperor class have a total of 4 turrets with a single 12 inch cannon and it's effective range could only go for 18 kilometers and more than enough t
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After weeks of preparation, a small flotilla of three ships departed the capital city of Cardonia, Esden. The flotilla is tasked to establish formal diplomatic ties to the Central Continent. The Reliance, Retribution and Motivate will sail for almost a month to cross the violent oceans that divides the two continents. The Central Continent is East of them, meanwhile where Cardonia is located is lazily called as the Western Continent and or Western Kingdoms.The Motivate is the second ship of the Cheer class ocean going replenishment ship. At 190 meters long and a displacement of 33,000 tonnes, it is the second largest ship class Cardonia has in service. Primarily as a fleet oiler, it can also store dry goods and various stores and even some ammunition. It is the perfect ship to accompany the Frigates on these long expeditions as they are primarily designed for this. Armed with a Phalanx CIWS, a pair of 25mm RCWS, Simbad Manpads and along with decoy systems, they are quite capable on t
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A group of Azalean officers then boarded the Reliance. They were given a quick tour on the way to the bridge to meet the Rear Admiral.The Azalean officers marvelled the interior of the Cardonian frigate, they were noted saying that the level of sophistication albeit it's hard for them to admit, by far it has exceeded their current ships of the line.They were then lead towards the bridge wherein the Rear Admiral, the ship Captain and the head of the diplomatic envoy, Mr. Ronhald Senta awaited them.After a debrief on the situation on the Western continent, the Azaleans reported back to their ship, then relayed the information to the mainland.For an hour, they've waited anxiously.Then a small group of Azaleans once again disembarked from their airship. This time around their Captain joined the boarding party."Greetings everyone I'm Captain Zandre Erdal of the Svernard, Azalean Royal Navy.""I'm Rear Admiral Jhosep Brandinco, Royal Cardonian Navy. I'm the highest ranking officer of
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It is a sunny morning on the Azalean Capital. The streets are filled with people going by in their every day routine. Different vehicles clogged the small streets of the Capital, as such airhips flying within the city are normal occurence. With the lack of urban planning, the city streets that dates back hundred of years would surely suffer with the current total population.During breakfast, Azalean officials then discussed their country as a whole. The Kingdom relies on the combined technology of machinations and magic. The population are a mix of elves and humans and of course halfbloods, thus they are one of the countries with high life expectancy. The Royal Family is a descendant of High Humans, a race that almost have the same life expectancy of that of of Elves, though they are rarely seen. Tge government is controlled by their parliament and much of the government bureaucracy are handled by many different ministers that have attained qualifications that their parliament could