Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"The shield launchers have been disarmed! Warships, prepare for the assault!" With this passionate shout, the entire fleet was boiling.

At this moment, the Nightfall was like a ferocious beast, emitting a terrifying aura.

It was like the brightest meteor in the night sky, with unparalleled momentum and determination, rushing towards the densely packed warships of the Nova Federation at lightning speed.

"Damn it! We were attacked! And the ships are from the Human Empire! Everyone, prepare for a counterattack immediately!" Qingfeng's face changed drastically, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He knew what this sudden battle meant, and without hesitation, he grabbed the communicator beside him and shouted orders to all the ships: "The enemy ships are approaching us! Contact the nearest home world quickly to request support! At the same time, mobilize all available ships to come to reinforce!"

On the other side, in the ceremonial warship of the Supreme Tribe, Xushan's majestic body like a mountain was seen kneeling on one knee with his head lowered. He said respectfully to the Supreme Tribe: "My lord, please forgive me for speaking frankly. This time the warships of the Human Empire launched a surprise attack without any warning, and the situation is extremely critical. To be on the safe side, I beg you to evacuate here temporarily." His low and powerful voice seemed to penetrate the thick helmet and echoed in the air.

"No! It will never be like this! I firmly believe that each of you has unlimited potential, and I firmly believe that the path of supreme glory will shine brightly on you! Now is the time for your severe test. I sincerely pray that this glorious light can be integrated into your body and give you endless power!"

"I understand, sir..." There was a hint of helplessness in Oyama's tone, but he still responded firmly.

At this moment, two burly members of the Supreme Guard stood quietly on the side of the Supreme Clan.

Suddenly, a barely perceptible strange light flashed in the eyes of one of them, hidden under the heavy helmet.

However, in a flash, his gaze returned to its original calmness.

"The Supreme Tribe refuses to evacuate, Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief..." Xushan's face was solemn as he reported the latest situation truthfully to the person in front of him.

Hearing this, Qingfeng couldn't help but frown and sighed: "Forget it, things have come to this point. The only thing we can do is to prepare for defense with all our strength. I think the enemy's offensive will be launched soon." After speaking, he paused for a moment, and then issued a series of orders in an orderly manner.

"Ready the cannon! Fire!" As the commander roared at the top of his lungs, huge and heavy shells as big as mountains were roughly stuffed into the barrel.

Under the busy and methodical operation of many mechanical priests, dozens of extremely large macro-cannon turrets have completed all preparations before firing.

At this moment, the Nightfall, which had been in hiding, finally unveiled its mysterious veil.

This huge ship was seen rushing towards the warships of the Supreme Clan at an astonishing speed like a ferocious beast from right above the fleet.

"Damn it! The enemy is the warship of the Human Empire! Everyone, pay attention, and prepare to turn and evade immediately!" The crew members responsible for operating the Supreme Protocol Warship are all the most outstanding top pilots from the Nova Federation.

When they saw the Imperial warships charging towards them, their faces instantly became extremely solemn, and they quickly increased their horsepower without hesitation, trying to escape this sudden crisis. However, everything seemed to be too late.

"Pull up! Pull up! Pull up!" Accompanied by shouting at the top of their lungs, dozens of crew members worked together and concentrated on operating various instruments and equipment.

Their eyes were full of determination and resoluteness, as if they had integrated their lives into this fierce battle.

At this tense and critical moment, the ceremonial warship demonstrated amazing maneuverability.

Like an agile insect, it quickly got rid of the pursuit range of the Imperial warships and successfully escaped from the danger zone.

In stark contrast, however, several other warships were not so lucky.

One of the battleships, a massive one, fell victim to the massive ramming horn in front of the Nightfall.

When the two collided, there was a deafening sound that shook the earth.

The entire hull of the battleship was actually smashed into two pieces, with raging flames and billowing smoke spewing out of the broken part.

Countless rising star warriors who had not yet arrived were completely swallowed up by the raging flames caused by the explosion before they could even react, and disappeared without a trace.

Faced with this extremely tragic scene, the generals in the command room looked solemn, but they did not panic.

After a brief silence, a decisive and calm order was issued: "Go and protect the warships of the Supreme Tribe! We will do our best to hold out here until our support arrives!"

However, Curze on the Nightfall was still giving orders in an orderly manner: "We have spotted the enemy's main battleship! Immediately send a fighter fleet to intercept the battleship of the Supreme Tribe! The rest of you should concentrate your firepower and lock onto the enemy's main battleship! Be prepared to board the enemy at any time!"

"Quick! Send out all the carrier-based aircraft! Intercept the warships of the Human Empire here!"

As the order was conveyed, the entire fleet moved quickly like a precision-operated machine.

"Let's go, it's time to prepare for boarding!" Koz took a deep breath and walked towards his airdrop cabin with a determined look.

After entering the airdrop cabin, Koz quickly adjusted his state and prepared for the upcoming battle.

At the same time, Sevatar and other teammates worked closely together to suppress the surrounding enemies with firepower and provide solid cover for Curze.

With the massive firepower support from the battleship, the boarding pod carrying Koz and countless members of the Terror Squad who were boarding the ship was like a shining meteor, speeding towards the giant battleship of the Nova Federation at an astonishing speed.

At this moment, Commander Qingfeng, standing on the command platform, was watching everything happening before his eyes with a serious expression.

He knew clearly that the engine of his warship had just experienced a severe overload and was now unable to operate normally.

Faced with the aggressive imperial army, they were like fish trapped on a chopping board, unable to fight back and could only silently wait for the judgment of fate.

However, as an experienced commander, Qingfeng did not give up easily.

He held the communicator tightly in his hand and issued an order: "Everyone, pay attention. The enemy may launch a boarding attack soon. All departments should immediately prepare for the counterattack! Mobilize all our heavy weapons to key positions. We must not let the enemy succeed! For the sake of glory!"

As the order was delivered, the atmosphere on the ship became extremely tense. Soldiers were busy moving all kinds of powerful weapons and equipment to their positions, ready for battle.