Marvel Super God Game

Chapter 86 The Shame of the Empire

The news of the defeat of No.90 Nine Number Fleet was sent back to the imperial capital.

The entire empire exploded in an instant!

The empress was furious, and in front of all the ministers at the court meeting, scolded the marshal of the empire bloody!

"This is a disgrace to the empire!"

The empress pointed at a group of kneeling ministers with her hips on her hips and cursed: "The empire has never had such a defeat since the first emperor! The entire imperial fleet couldn't hit a small planet, and was killed by the opponent instead." Commander, what use is it for me to keep you bastards!"

In the face of the naked defeat, the Marshal of the Empire, who had always regarded himself highly, could not bear the pressure of public opinion, and knelt down under the Grand Palace like everyone else.

Empress Qi's face was flushed red, and her bright eyes were full of murderous intent, but when she looked at the Marshal's back, there was a glimmer of pleasure in it.

"Falahi was promoted by the minister. He was defeated and died. The minister cannot escape the blame. The minister will die! Please punish the empress severely!" The imperial marshal buried his head on the red carpet, bowing his knees, with a gritted expression.

How could the Empress let him go so easily when she finally caught his braid.

The empress sneered and said: "Old man, you really deserve to die to atone for your sins, let's see what kind of things you raise!"

"Chen... I can't say anything!" The old marshal was ashamed and wanted to die.

The emperor's charming eyes rolled around, and she said: "I will give you another chance, and you will give me ten days to destroy Planet X and capture that brat alive, or you will resign yourself and go back to your hometown to take care of you!"

The marshal stood up angrily, snorted and said: "I obey the order! This time I personally lead the army to supervise the battle. If I lose the battle, the old minister will kill himself and apologize!"

Although the Marshal of the Empire has a large army in his hand, he is fighting against the Empress in equal parts, and secretly overwhelms the Empress in many things, but after all, he is old, has no intention of rebelling, and has a good face. If he can't wash away such shame, he will become a The laughing stock of the empire might as well be dead.

Now that the Empress is growing up, her political strategy is becoming more sophisticated, and her wings are fuller. In addition, the marshal has a bad temper, tough methods, and a tough attitude towards political opponents, which has offended many people. He seems to be prosperous in the court, but in fact he has been going downhill. , a group of wolves below are staring at him, once this tiger shows his old age, they will rush up and tear him to pieces!

Therefore, in this battle, he must win, and win beautifully, re-establish his prestige, and deter the restless people below.

In this way, it is possible for him to spend a relatively stable old age.

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Early morning.

On Overlord.

The First Mixed Fleet of the United States of X (adapted from the 99th Fleet of the Kerry Empire) set off on time.

The army was overwhelming and flew out of the atmosphere in an orderly manner.

Then line up in space.

Li Shen's ship was the command ship used by Commodore Farahi. Although it was a little broken, it had been repaired by robots.

The command ship is located in the front half of the team, escorted by more than a dozen frigates and destroyers in the center.

The army marched mightily to the galaxy on the edge of the Empire.

A fleet of this size cannot use the jump engine, otherwise it will cause a space storm.

Can only proceed at normal speed.

"Gregory, how long will it take to reach the empire's territory?" Li Shengao asked while sitting in the command seat suspended in mid-air.

The adjutant raised his head and said, "My lord, it is expected to arrive in three days."

Li Shen yawned, his eyelids half closed, and said, "Call me when we arrive, and I'll take a nap first."

After finishing speaking, he drank a bottle of sleeping potion and fell asleep soundly.

three days later.

The adjutant woke him up just in time.

"Sir, here we are."

Li Shen stretched, jumped off his seat, and walked to the central data summary screen.

"Give me the distribution map of the empire's combat power in the star field stationed here!"

A huge star field map appeared in front of his eyes.

It marked the distribution data of the empire's troops in this star field.

This fleet was originally an important combat force of the empire, with data on the distribution of troops in the entire empire, and a large amount of intelligence information.

Li Shen glanced roughly and said: "There are a lot of them, but they are all miscellaneous troops. Why doesn't the empire send heavy troops?"

This is the edge of the confrontation with the Federation, and Li Shen thinks that this strength should not be used.

The adjutant's face became unnatural, and he said: "My lord, we are the heavy soldiers sent by the empire to garrison here!"

Li Shen suddenly understood.

It turned out that the No. 99 Fleet sent by the Empire was the main force of the frontier defense here.

It's just that the empire never expected that an elite fleet it sent was meat buns and dogs, and it had already swallowed the stomach of Li Shen, a wild dog.

It's really impossible to steal a chicken, and lose a lot of rice!

"Since it's your lair, then you should know what to do?" Li Shen looked at the adjutant with a smile.

Gregory has been crazily studying a bunch of Chinese thick black studies given to him by Li Shen these days. Although his eyes are hot, the adjutant who has been charged feels that he is different, and even his eyes reveal a conspiracy smell.

He is now a qualified dogleg, oh no, a qualified conspirator.

So he patted his chest and said confidently: "My lord, just look at me!"

Li Shen showed a childish and gratified expression, nodded and smiled: "Then... please start your performance!"

"Yes, my lord!" Gregory rubbed his hands excitedly, inspiration flooding in his mind like a fountain.

Sun Tzu's Art of War said that a good fighter would subdue the enemy's soldiers without fighting, and those who can play tricks should use brute force, wouldn't they be fools?

Gregory really liked that statement.

According to his understanding of the empire, although the empire has a vast territory, it claims to be a domain of seven thousand light years.

But with such a huge area, even with the empire's [-]-numbered fleet, there is no way to cover all the territory. It can only be stationed in important star fields to deter the local aborigines.

The frontier star field here is not so much an empire territory as a colony.

Except for the main force sent by the empire, those miscellaneous soldiers are actually composed of local aborigines, and the command power is in the hands of the local upper-class aborigines.

All Gregory had to do was to persuade the native leaders to leave the empire and stand on their side.

The method is nothing more than coercion and temptation.

Gregory personally brought the personal guards to an indigenous planet and treated their leaders to a meal.

Those native leaders didn't dare not to come. They couldn't do a regular imperial army in the first place, so they could only come to perfunctory.

What they wanted was to quickly send these plague gods away, pretending they hadn't seen them, and gave Gregory a large amount of treasure.

It means, please, sir, please leave quickly!I can't afford to provoke you, little brother!

Of course Gregory didn't want it, and he told the story of Li Shen leading them to rebel, which made a group of natives tremble in fright.

The natives are not stupid enough to help these rebels rebel, that would be a catastrophe for the extermination of the clan, who would be willing to accompany you.

But Gregory threatened: "The news of my meeting with you will be known to the Empire soon. By then, do you think you can stay safe?"

I want to play with the grass on the wall, but I am on both sides, and there is no way!

A native chief got angry and said, "You are not afraid to die here first!"

Gregory stretched his neck and said, "Come on, try to kill me?"

The aborigines were silent, they didn't dare, and there were a bunch of killing gods squatting in front of the house, killing them easily.

Gregory saw that the threat was almost over, and then he said: "You all know the laws of the empire. Collaboration with the enemy and treason means extermination. Even if we don't do it, the empire will kill you all, but if you surrender to us, there may be a glimmer of life! "

　Six today, this is the first one!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)