Him and their stars

King Thoraine looked at the star map and saw that the ship's AI had projected the predicted movement trajectory of the Earthling fleet onto the screen. Therefore, he could intuitively see clearly at a glance that if both sides maintained the current state of fleet movement, he would indeed be easily cut to the side and attacked by the enemy's superior firepower.

At that time, even if our own side can turn to attack under the desperate cover of the guard ship, it will definitely suffer heavy losses.

What's more important is...

"The enemy fleet, the enemy fleet has always maintained a charging speed. It should be ready to join the gang?" The chief of staff's voice was not loud, but his words were very clear, perfectly conveying his current doubts. Of course, this was an experienced elite officer, but he had worked with equally experienced generals. This was his first time serving as an assistant to the elected emperor, and he was really worried that this young His Highness would really show the same moodiness as a dragon.

Fortunately, the young Emperor Chosen once again showed stability, composure, and courage far beyond his peers: "The entire fleet is wearing armor, and please bring my heraldic machine. We..."

As a professionally trained elected emperor, he naturally felt that only the strongest warships should carry out the mission of breaking the rear. Then you should do it yourself.

Anyway, there are more than 70,000 crew members on the Xiaolong, including three brigades of elite armored grenadiers, as well as new types of garrison robots. In addition, counting himself and the navigator, there were six psykers. Even if someone jumps the gang, he can still fight and retreat until reinforcements arrive.

Speaking of which, the rest of the fleet is also moving closer to our side after receiving the report. The nearest Sobek fleet is less than half an hour away.

However, the chief of staff put forward a different opinion: "Your Highness, the Fuxi ship has been dispatched in person. I think that person should be on the ship."

"so what?"

"When the official just thought of the alien transformation plan, he personally went out and took advantage of the occult channel we set up to board the Natural Crest." The chief of staff's voice sounded quite heavy.

As a result, the Natural Crest became the first Titan ship captured by the Galactic Empire in two centuries. This was a great humiliation that had not been suffered during the Seventh Galactic War.

Of course, the second half of the sentence was not said in too much detail, but King Soleyn himself certainly understood what the other party meant. An obvious struggle flashed across his young and handsome but resolute face.

Although he always imagined that he could capture the "Dragon of Dawn" with his own hands and become the starting point of his achievements in this life, he also knew that if that person really appeared in front of him with all his strength and tenacity, would he still have the courage to continue fighting? Very doubtful.

Although that man was already the commander-in-chief of an army, he could actually join a gang and charge into battle to kill people. With his ability, once he boarded the Xiaolong, how long would it take for the 70,000 crew members, three brigades of armored grenadiers, and six psykers including himself to reach him?

Is half an hour really enough? But even if reinforcements do arrive, can they stop him? How long did the natural heraldry number last?

The young emperor-elect suddenly realized that he had made a huge mistake. Ever since Duke Xia Ming returned to China to "report on his duties," his side actually lacked a high-end psychic combat force that could compete with the opponent on the frontline battlefield.

...The majestic Holy Galactic Empire is actually at an absolute disadvantage in the field of high-end psykers. Who would believe this?

King Solane misses his cousin, Duke Xia Ming, very much now. Although there was a little discord between the two because of the fight for the throne, if the duchess could arrive early, he would definitely be willing to serve her as his own aunt.

No matter what, King Thoraine cannot tolerate the Xiaolong falling into the hands of the opponent. Any serious commander will feel a huge sense of humiliation if his flagship is taken away from him.

"So, we..." There was a pause on King Soleyn's face again. The following lines did put a lot of pressure on him. However, after struggling for a few seconds, he still ordered: "Order the Nightmare Mountain-class guard ship formation to stay behind. The rest of the fleet formations were all disbanded, and all warships retreated to a safe range based on the orders of their respective captains. This ship will immediately turn 180 degrees and move towards Fortress Zero."

The chief of staff was quite impressed. He was already mentally prepared to be the bad guy. After all, taking the blame for the Dragon King was an opportunity that no one else could ask for. But now, King Soleyn has personally issued the order to disband the formation and retreat, which means that all arsenal ships and guard ships will become the prey of the opponent's main force.

As a result, tens of thousands of sailors were placed on the altar. And every one of them, every family, will have reasons to hate King Solane in the future.

However, the young Emperor Chosen did so anyway.

The huge Xiaolong opened its shield to the extreme, and withstood the continuous bombardment of the Earth Fleet, it made a 180-degree U-turn on the spot. This maneuver is actually a taboo for military strategists. During the U-turn, the warship had almost no ability to resist when being bombarded by the enemy.

Now, King Thoraine relies on his Titan ship's rough skin, thick flesh, and strong shields to be able to perform such atypical tactical maneuvers.

Fortunately, in this real world, the most harmful consequences are not those actions that should not be performed in theory, but the indecisive behavior. The Imperial soldiers on the Xiaolong should be thankful that the one who made the decision for them was a very decisive young man.

So, after the shield of the youngest Titan ship in the Empire was cleared after being hit by three lance cannons, two ion cannons and one rail cannon, as well as at least ten missiles (one of which was carrying an antimatter warhead), it still calmly completed the turn and began to accelerate.

She began to catch fire all over her body and looked very embarrassed, but the ship showed no signs of shaking at all. She still calmly completed the smooth acceleration and immediately opened the distance between herself and the pursuers.

At that moment, the Xiaolong was like a general in armor. Although he was pierced by arrows like a hedgehog, he still rode firmly on his horse, facing the sunset and bravely moving forward to the end of the sky... Well, bravely retreating.

We don't care whether she is moving forward or backward, just tell me whether her upright and firm posture is stable or not.

This scene, of course, was also seen by Yu Lian on the bridge of Fuxi. He just felt that his opponent was indeed a decent man who could make decisions immediately. His performance of being able to come and go at will was magnificent, and even his running posture revealed a great deal of majesty.

"I heard that King Youent of Soren on Xiaolong has just turned 20 years old." Feifei said.

Indeed, young people in their twenties are the most likely to be passionate, but this one is too steady. Similarly, it is different from the setting that the Dawn Royal Family is crazy.

Chief of Staff Mkawa said, "Could it be that the other experienced imperial officers made the decision for him?"

"A twenty-year-old dragon king is still a dragon king. I have never seen a dragon king who would let his subordinates make decisions for him." Yu Lian thought of Grand Duke Youent, who became a model of border pioneer lord in his previous life, and was not too surprised: "The Dawn Dragon has always been full of heroes. There is something wrong with the genes of this family."

Big, serious disease? Shouldn't it be the sacred bloodline blessed by the spirit of the universe? Chief of Staff Mkawa once again expressed his astonishing admiration for his superior's rebelliousness, and said with a sidelong glance: "So, are you going to prepare for the pursuit?"

"Forget it. The Xiaolong class is equipped with eight particle reactor boosters. Its performance in sub-light endurance marathon may not be as good as the neutrino engine on our main god class, but the explosive power it generates in an instant is still better. They have successfully accelerated, and it is almost impossible for us to intercept them."

"As for the enemy's No. 0 fortress, the Thor has also begun to move." Feifei added.

In other words, if we continue to pursue the Xiaolong, it is very likely that we will crash into the Imperial Army Brigade that has come to support before we block the enemy ships.

Yu Lian gave up the plan to pursue the enemy with difficulty but decisively, and then ordered the fleet to turn around again and attack the frigates that were left behind.

To be honest, with the protective power of the Yanshan frigates, really deploying the field deflection shield is like pulling out a wall of sighs in the universe. Even with the destructive power of the Lord God and Yinglong, it would take some time to completely destroy it. But the problem is that the torpedo ship has already started charging ahead of time, and it can completely knock open the shield and disrupt the formation by physical means. What the main battleship that followed needs to do is to hunt and kill naturally.

But even so, those nightmare mountains also took a resolute attitude and deployed the queue, and rushed towards the direction of Fuxi instead.

They were like infantry launching a counterattack against the charging cavalry, tragic and resolute, but it seemed to have no effect.

Then, the New Gris frigate was smashed on the spot by the antimatter torpedo of the torpedo ship. Because it was struck by lightning at close range, her proud four-layer armor and deflection shield did not even have time to react.

The newly rebuilt Rogue Squadron torpedo ship began to slaughter in such a swagger. Before the main battleship's artillery arrived, they had already disrupted the frigate formation that was equivalent to 10,000 times their own mass.

So, after paying a heavy price of six Imperial frigates being sunk in five minutes, a certain Imperial brigadier general in charge of the formation command judged that the rearguard mission could no longer be accomplished, and after issuing an order to disband the entire fleet, he shot himself.

Before that, the Praise Arsenal Ships had already retreated.

"Let the captains attack freely, and kill as many Praise-class ships as possible." Yu Lian ordered.

To be honest, although military theorists from various countries believe that arsenal ships and frigates are to be eliminated, Yu Lian, as the initiator, has certain doubts. After all, in his previous life, these two types of warships were still very active on certain battlefields.

For example, the Praise-class Arsenal Ship, which made great contributions in the Judgment War, is simply a super-large cannon with an engine. In a sense, it can be regarded as a miniature beggar version of the Colossus, and the threat when attacking a fortress should still be very large.

In this sense, Xiaolong's design seems to have a bit of a cannon with an engine. However, while ensuring firepower, the secondary guns, protection and speed are also guaranteed. This is not so much a victory of design as it is a victory of overall engineering and technical reserves.

So, why does the Galactic Empire always like to do this kind of extreme shooting?

"Yager Sobek's fleet is on its way, and it's only half an hour away from us." Chief of Staff Mkawa said.

"Will he arrive on schedule?" Yu Lian asked.

"This..."

"Hahaha, what I mean is that half an hour is enough. As long as our formation remains intact, we don't have to worry about one or two squadrons coming back for support."

Since Yu Lian has made a decision, everyone just works hard to implement it. As for the subsequent development, it is a real nightmare for the fleet of the Galactic Empire.

The soldiers of the community poured their full fighting will and determination for revenge into artillery shells, missiles and beams, venting their bombardment of the lost formation and the Imperial fleet.

The high-temperature energy and shock waves intertwined into a giant net of death, turning the Imperial warships, which were in a dilemma, into flying insects caught in a dense net. They flapped the wings of the engine in vain, but the scorching giant net kept shrinking, tearing apart all the space they could move around.

The explosion ignited the ship's hull torn by the shock wave, flickering in the gaps of the giant net, adding a rather dreamy embellishment to death.

The arsenal ships being hunted once again sent out a wide range of distress signals to the surroundings. This was certainly not because the imperial officers and soldiers on these arsenal ships were scared out of their wits, but they were just following the prescribed combat procedures.

This was part of the tactical drill manual of the Imperial Royal Space Fleet that had been tempered for thousands of times.

Yeager Sobak, who was on the Imperial Rabbit, certainly saw this scene. In the distance, the terrible scene of his comrades being buried in the sea of ​​fire and turned into nothingness had become clearer and clearer on the screen.

Of course, he also received the distress signal from his own warships. Through the noisy electromagnetic sounds, Sobak even felt that he heard the screams and wails of his comrades.

However, what could he do? He was also desperate now! Putting aside the auxiliary, he only had a battlecruiser and an aircraft carrier, how could he be a match for those Yinglongs, let alone the Lord God.

... No, even those fierce torpedo ships would be enough to flatten him, right?

"So, what are you doing? Your Highness King Suo! It's okay if you fell into the trap, but why am I the closest to you?" However, even such a rebellious slander is of little help to the reality. As the commander of the fleet, Sobek must make a decision.

However, even if he is really a strong and fierce general, it is indeed very difficult to make such a decision. You know, even the most upright Miss Serlu, who would have said "We can't watch our comrades die!" in the past, is now silent.

Even if you think with your knees, you know that even if the Sobek fleet goes up, it will not last for ten more minutes.

The smartest thing to do, of course, is to wait until all the scattered squadrons nearby come over and join forces with them before considering the next move.

However, the order of His Royal Highness the Elector Emperor must be obeyed.

Just when Sobek was thinking that even if he disobeyed orders, he had to save his life first and prepare to flee, the order from the Shikigami came.

"Sobek fleet, don't move."

This was an order issued by Marshal Ikenroga himself. Sobek didn't think about anything now, but only thought about building a shrine for the marshal in the future.

He just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to arrange the so-called alert matters when he heard the latest news reported by Captain Pegsay.

"There is a strong mass reaction in the direction of gravity well No. 1, in the domestic direction... Yes, Titan!"

"The fourth Titan? Has it arrived at the battlefield?"