Invalid Mark [Interstellar]

At the end of the New Year, the Wind Butterfly Corps was also assembled. Huai Wu did not break up Jiang Xing and his private army, but changed its name and became the main team of Wind Butterfly.

This private army was established by Jiang Xing alone, and the tacit understanding with Jiang Xing was irreplaceable, just like the Wind Butterfly Army was against Huaiwu, Her Royal Highness the Princess did not want to snatch it away, and Jiang Xing still led it.

They are not the only ones celebrating this new year, other forces also need time to recuperate, the nine galaxies maintain a layer of false tranquility like thin ice, and no one knows who will blow up the first gust of shattered ice this year.

A meeting was also held within the Wind Butterfly Legion. The chiefs of the legions who participated in the meeting sat around the conference table. On the surface, they all seemed to be calm and calm.

Not for anything else, just because the Alpha sitting here was either a former member of Her Royal Highness's guard group, or was so unfamiliar that she didn't know where the princess picked it up. Even Omega was reserved and full of admiration. Looking at Her Royal Highness.

In other words, for Jiang Xing, this is the former rival in love, the possible rival in love, the rival in love.

Jiang Xing: "..."

The legion commander who was not from the Imperial College looked at him as if he was a winner in life. Jiang Xing posted a disguise sticker. In the eyes of these people, this is an Alpha who is really ordinary and has nothing but money.

Rich is really rich, and his joining directly increased the size of Fengdie's main battle force by a quarter.

But his appearance is really ordinary, people don't understand why he is favored by the leader. Does their unparalleled leader really not have nightmares facing such a face at night?

The eyes of the two sides met, hiding their wits.

The legion commanders from the Imperial College tacitly kept silent about this delicate situation, as if they didn't see it.

"Okay," Huaiwu asked Fengdie to put a three-dimensional simulated star map on the conference table, and casually folded a slender branch and leaf from a potted plant to use as chalk. What kind of opinion, from now on, forget about the existence of the other party and listen to me."

Everyone turned their attention to the leader.

"This is the territory of Atlanta, this is the Ewing Empire of the second galaxy, this is the Uhe Empire, and this is us. The other legion forces are ignored. For us, the question now is, what is the next step of the Uhe Empire? How to go."

Huaiwu uses branches and leaves to circle the territories of several great empires on the star map. The branches and leaves themselves cannot draw on the simulated star map, but the Fengdie intelligent system marks and circles the area on the star map along the trajectory of his fingers Dyed with different colors, for a moment, people would think that these vast glimmers of light flowed from the fingertips of Her Highness the Princess.

A branch and leaf picked at random is also like a token of the gods in his hands.

The quick shooter said, "Keep hitting us?"

"It's not impossible." The seesaw was so rare that he couldn't be a stickman, touched his chin, and said thoughtfully, "We wiped out an entire army of the Wuhe Empire, whether it was to defend the dignity of the empire or to explain to subordinates, There is a high possibility that the old emperor Wuhe will continue to hunt us down."

The big local tyrant frowned heavily: "But I think..."

"Your opinion is not important." Fearing that he would expose his IQ in front of Jiang Xing and embarrass them together, the sharp gunman quickly covered the big local tyrant's mouth with his eyes and hands.

"Wooooow." The big local tyrant's mouth was tightly covered, and he could only utter a series of tactful small conch noises. The big local tyrant was very unhappy, and angrily bit the fast gunner's dog paw, "But I think, Uhe The old emperor may not continue to hunt us down. He is so greedy that he doesn’t even pay Ersonia’s labor wages, and we have a spiritual link mecha, so we shouldn’t stop dying, but halfway through his pursuit, it will take the New Year’s Eve He stopped because of the reason, which is not in line with his style."

"Huh," the fast gunner unexpectedly let go of his hand, not expecting that the big local tyrant would occasionally be a little real.

Others also responded one after another: "It seems so."

"As expected of a big local tyrant, he is really keen on money and resources."

Jiang Xing also raised his eyebrows, raised his head and exchanged a look with His Highness the Princess.

"You're right." Her Royal Highness was sitting in the first place, and said with a smile, "So now we need to make a hypothesis for Emperor Wuhe, why he gave up the hypothesis of chasing us halfway."

"An eagle gave up a prey. It is likely that it saw a delicious meal that is closer and easier to get. We have a spiritual link mecha, but Emperor Wuhe did not continue to chase us. There are two possibilities. The first One, in his eyes, the price of chasing us is higher than the benefits of spiritual link technology."

The voice of Her Royal Highness is not soft, but it is not cold, she said slowly and calmly, as if she was deliberately guiding: "But the possibility of this is very low, after all, our small army is in front of a huge empire. Here, it is like an ant that can be crushed casually, even if there is a spirit link mecha, it will only change from an ant to a rabbit that can run, the difference is not too big."

The legion commanders all thought of one possibility, and couldn't help but widen their eyes: "The second possibility is that the Wuhe Empire will soon develop the spirit link technology!"

"Yes! They can develop the spirit link mecha by themselves, and they don't need to spend a lot of time chasing us all over the universe."

Thinking of this happening, the legion commanders couldn't sit still. Over the past few years, their only advantage over other forces is their spiritual link technology. The environment becomes precarious.

In the past few years, they kept their names incognito in the Samsung system, and they did not dare to reveal the spirit link mecha when they went out to fight, maintaining a high degree of mystery. Now they are finally able to fight in the name of "Wind Butterfly" openly. Whacked.

If this advantage no longer exists, they will not have the same resources to fight against the empire with their backs on the Samsung system. The Wuhe Empire, which has the spirit link technology, will be setting the wind butterfly on the fire no matter who it fights next. If they win, their enemy Wuhe Empire will crush them to death more easily. If they lose, other forces will also realize the advantages of spiritual links, and Fengdie will also become a thorn in the side of others.

The Samsung system whose industry has just recovered cannot become their reliance, and will become a drag.

The legion commanders from the Imperial College were the first to calm down, knowing that Jiang Xing was the emperor of Atlanta, and Atlanta would be their retreat, so they would no longer panic.

But those legion chiefs who were recruited by Her Royal Highness didn't know, but unexpectedly, they quickly recovered their composure and looked at their trusted leader together.

They don't understand the leader's intention to suddenly attack Uhe's troops in the sixth galaxy, and they know that as long as they don't surprise Uhe, they will not be exposed to others, but they believe in the leader.

Compared with the powerful Uhe Empire, they believe in the leader who personally led them to the present.

And Jiang Xing, even when Her Royal Highness was speaking, understood his intention.

Even speculated on the reasons for the current situation.

Jiang Xing didn't open his mouth, but just looked at Huaiwu nonchalantly, and Huaiwu bent the corners of his lips to him slyly, like a cat stealing food.

Jiang Xing sighed in his heart.

Her Royal Highness made an unprecedented gamble, betting everyone's future on this game. This game began when he pretended to sneak into Ersonia.

Suspending him and rushing to Ersonia was only a part of it, and killing Gibbon was only an essential step. The real goal of Her Royal Highness was the greedy ambition of Emperor Uhe.

When Gibbon was killed, Her Royal Highness copied all the materials of the Ersonia Design Institute. Looking at it now, I am afraid that he put on this layer of skin and quietly entered the information related to the spiritual link of the mecha into the Wuhe Empire. machine.

It is impossible for Her Royal Highness to tell the whole story. He needs time to turn around, so he must have only entered a crucial point, so that he can use the time for the research of the Wuhe Empire to carry out activities in the future.

Emperor Wuhe wouldn't doubt it, even if he doubted it, he couldn't refuse to accept such a fat piece of spiritual link.Jiang Xing had dealt with him a lot during his time as the Emperor of Atlanta. Emperor Uhe was short-sighted, cruel and eager for quick success. Since he learned that the Huai family had developed the first spiritual link mecha, the first thing he did was not peace. Negotiations, but threats and hunting can be seen.

He will definitely eat this piece of fat, and then use mecha technology to beat other galaxies.

Who would he beat, Jiang Xing almost had the answer.

Seven or eight.Although the nine galaxies are merged into one, they are too poor. The developed galaxies don't take it seriously. Even Jiang Xing doesn't care about it, and it's not Wuhe's dish. what good?In addition to increasing the cheap population and labor force, I am afraid that the entire economy of the Samsung system will not be able to consume as much military expenditure as going to war.

This is a very natural thought. Even if someone really spends a lot of effort to develop the economy in the Samsung system, it is impossible to develop to any extent in just eight years. At most, they will not starve to death, and it is far from being rich.

The economic gap between remote galaxies and developed galaxies is like the gap in housing prices between first-tier cities and 36-tier impoverished counties in ancient times.

"The fourth galaxy is very depressed now, and the consumption of the civil war is too high. Coupled with the entrenched forces of various parties, it has become a mess. It is easy to fight anytime. If I were Emperor Wuhe, I would put it in The penultimate position."

Huai Wu casually crossed out the three-star galaxy and the fourth galaxy on the simulated star map, and the light of the corresponding four galaxies dimmed, like a night that silently surrounds other galaxies.

"As for Atlanta, the empire that has lost its emperor has no leader, and it is difficult for the hearts of the people to gather together. Over time, it will only become more and more fragile. Even if they elect a new emperor now, it is useless. It is not the right time to appear. Hard to convince."

Speaking of Atlanta, Her Royal Highness smiled and blinked at Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing: "."

"Based on this calculation, Emperor Wuhe is most likely to attack his old neighbor, the second galaxy."

"And all we have to do is find a place to hide."

"The battle of the big guys, we little shrimps shouldn't go over and make trouble for them."

The leader pointed out a brand new direction, and his followers did not have any objections, and the legion leaders all responded in unison: "Yes!"

The meeting was dissolved, and the legion leaders left the Wind Butterfly Mecha.

The star map on the conference table has not yet been collected, and Her Royal Highness is idly poking the stars with her fingertips, as if playing a game.

His attitude was very calm, and Jiang Xing finally felt something strange.

Her Royal Highness killed Gibbon in the name of revenge. Even if he added some other plans, after the revenge was successful, he would not be completely indifferent, as if to complete a task.

His reaction to the matter of "revenge" was too indifferent, and Jiang Xing finally reunited with him at that time, so he couldn't find out for a while.

It is impossible for him to show such an attitude because he has no feelings for his parents. I am afraid it is because...he does not believe that his parents are really dead.

But more than ten years have passed.

Her Royal Highness the princess would be aggrieved, cry, and want to act like a baby when she bumped into anything casually. When she really encountered deep-seated pain, he kept it deep in his heart and refused to reveal half of it.

Your Royal Highness, your stubborn Princess.

Jiang Xing got up and walked in front of him, and hugged him into his arms: "Your gambling game is too crazy."

Once the bet is lost, Feng Die's fate can be predicted, and none of them can survive.

"Yes," Her Royal Highness admitted frankly, "but which war is not crazy?"

Jiang Xing was speechless.

"The three-star system is too poor. I can't use them as my backing, so I can only go slanted." Her Royal Highness wrapped his arms around his neck and leaned into his arms coquettishly, "Besides, even if I lose, don't I still have a lot of money?" You, my fiancé of the Emperor of Atlanta."

Jiang Xing said innocently: "The title of fiance may not be enough to bear your bet, Your Royal Highness."

Her Royal Highness changed her words quickly: "Oh, my husband."

Jiang Xing: "..."

Jiang Xing almost thought he heard it wrong, and pursed his lips: "Can you call it again?"

Her Royal Highness: "Don't take advantage of the fire."

Jiang Xing: "..."