Him and their stars

"The goddess of Danhur! The goddess of the rebels!"

Amid such shouts, Andro Motta also crawled out from behind the bunker. Immediately afterwards, he heard even more crazy shouts of killing behind him, covering up the cheers surrounding him. It was obvious that the rebels from all walks of life had left their hiding places and began to launch a general attack.

He didn't know if this was the right time, but he couldn't think about it anymore. He just panted and subconsciously moved forward with the flow. Even though he was wearing a mecha, and the burden of carrying weight and charging was clearly transferred to the machine, he still felt obvious fatigue, and even felt that his lungs were starting to burn.

He saw an Imperial soldier appearing from his side, and was a little flustered for a moment, even forgetting to pull the trigger of the Vulcan Cannon. But then, he did not wait for a fatal attack.

Mota couldn't help but be stunned on the spot. He was stunned enough to make himself die more than twice before he suddenly realized that these imperial soldiers didn't even have mechas or weapons on them. They had clearly crawled out of the fortress that had just been flattened. The defeated troops came out.

They were also panicking, even more panicked than themselves.

Finally, an imperial soldier raised his rifle belatedly, but was torn apart by the Vulcan cannon that started roaring first.

"So happy! I am finally a real veteran!" Motta said to himself. Now, he actually doesn't have much sense left. He only thinks about killing enemies, killing enemies, and killing enemies forever.

However, when Fat Paper, who claimed to be a veteran, was lost in the death spiral between the enemy and ourselves, he still saw the back of the blue mecha out of the corner of his eye.

At this time, the invincible Miss Charlie had stopped and was confronting a heraldry machine.

Are there astral knights in Dantie City? This is different from what the intelligence said!

But that doesn't matter anymore. The war situation is now such that the city's fate has been decided. One or two interstellar knights can no longer decide the outcome of the battle.

Mota subconsciously walked in that direction.

At this time, the girl, who was bare-handed and wearing only an ordinary mecha, was already facing the light spear.

Of course, what they didn't know was that in the distant deep space, this tragic scene all fell in the sight of a dreadnought ship in the deep space.

On the dreadnought ship Light Hercules, Galactic Empire Army Major General Olivia Tuwen Toole folded her hands and watched the vast battlefield where 400,000 people from both sides gathered, watching the explosions one after another and the tidal charge. The heterochromatic gold and silver eyes were unusually calm, as if they were observing a guinea pig in a laboratory.

"Report to the Privy Council of Tianyu and His Highness Brünnhilt on board the Dawn Angel that the Battle of Dantie City broke out at 16:27 on March 25. The main force of the rebels has been mobilized and has already achieved victory. Obvious advantage.”

She paused and then added: "Notify the captains to continue to remain silent."

"Understood!" The adjutant quickly began to operate.

"Also, who is this person?" Olivia stretched out her finger and pointed at the figure on the screen who was wearing a simple blue mecha and whose hands were still glowing with an ominous green light.

"I've never seen this kind of psychic energy."

"We are checking, but the Hoshimi Pavilion's database lacks the same information. We need to spend time to confirm." Fleet Hoshimi Officer replied.

"You don't have much time. Such psykers are by no means ordinary mercenaries and rangers. They must hit hard!" Olivia looked at the battle on the screen, and a pair of strange-colored demon eyes finally began to fade. Climbing into an excited mood: "I just want to know her identity and actual combat power. Before Dan Tiecheng reaches its limit, she must give me a conclusion."

…

The Imperial battlecruiser Somin, which had struggled for a long time in the storm of strong light, finally reached its limit.

The strong composite armor and energy field shield were exceeded by the continuous bombardment. As a result, this streamlined and gorgeous hull naturally expanded into a bright ball of light, and then dissipated silently.

At this moment, he was like a tiny and accelerating star, completing a magnificent life of fusion in the changing boiling of heat and light.

However, Lieutenant General Yang Xiyi on the Hyperion did not show any expression of joy.

He sat cross-legged on the table, sipping the black tea that had been refilled several times and was completely tasteless - there was no way, although the Yang fleet had passed through the Tower of Babel and received a large amount of supplies, it would be stable next time. I don’t know when supplies will arrive. The share of "luxury goods" such as tea has been squeezed to the extreme. If you can save it, try to save as much as possible.

Of course, what he really didn't understand was that the logistics department would rather bring more cigarettes, wine and even coffee than reduce the share of tea, which hurt him somewhat.

"When human beings can sit down and drink tea together, it is often the time when they understand the unity of nature and man and the incarnation of nature. At that time, man and nature are in harmony, man and society are also in harmony, and the world is peaceful. However, when When humans began to indulge in tobacco and muddy drinks, the universe began to be at war."

You didn’t even mention a word about wine! Akinayama Hachiman glanced at the other person while pushing up his glasses, and silently moved his extra strong black coffee a little further away.

Then, he saw Yang Xiyi also put down the tea cup, got off the table and lay on the floor, and said in a regretful tone: "Forget it, we can let everyone withdraw. The Suoming is our final victory, right? "

Qiu Mingshan Hachiman nodded and obeyed, and issued all Yang Xiyi's orders.

Seeing that the commander still looked gloomy, he comforted him: "Actually, this can be regarded as a good deal. Before that, we had successfully annihilated the combined fleets of the Principality of Angmans and the Kingdom of Lygon."

"Three times the fleet of the Imperial Alliance Army can only be regarded as an appetizer. The Dragon Kings can mobilize ten times more. These satellite countries of the Galactic Empire are actually more submissive than the foreign races under the empire. However, like Meti Generals like Ge are non-renewable resources in any era."

"So……"

"We have non-renewable resources in the New World. Even with the Tower of Babel, this is still the case." Yang Xiyi said.

A minute later, the Yang fleet, which was fully deployed, naturally began to shrink. Eleanor Bonaparte, who had formed a salient on the left wing of the fleet, was the last to receive the order.

At this time, she was almost able to intercept the enemy fleet, and she immediately fell into a brief hesitation.

"We can argue with the commander, and we can try harder." Colonel Ina Silica said: "If we continue to pursue, we may be able to leave one or two large enemy warships."

Eleanor Bonaparte glanced at the other party.

One thing to say, Eleanor was very pleased that this scumbag girl who only had a high school degree would never have become an officer if she hadn't become a psychic. She actually discussed tactical issues in a serious manner. So, she nodded: "You are right. It may be possible to leave one or two enemy ships."

Then he shook his head: "But, this makes no sense."

Ina blinked her ruby-red eyes, feeling that this was the first time she had put herself in the role of a staff officer, and she had received such a shock. Sure enough, playing tactics is still not suitable for me.

"Forget it... If the enemy fleet really has completely lost its organization, I will definitely try hard to fight for it, but that is not the case. The best fighter has been lost." She looked at Medig who was gradually going away. The fleet looked dissatisfied to the point of fighting between heaven and man, but in the end they still sighed.

In this way, in the common calendar year 834, at 14:28 on March 27, Galaxy Standard Time, a fleet battle that took place in the Dawn Star Domain of the New World came to an end.

The two warring parties are the Yang Fleet of the Blue Star Community and the Maytig Fleet of the Galactic Empire.

Before the war began, the fleet under the unified command of Rear Admiral Eneyet Metig consisted of three battlecruisers and two aircraft carriers. In terms of absolute combat effectiveness, it far exceeded the Yang fleet, which lacked capital ships.

Therefore, when he captured the main position of the Yang fleet in the DL377 galaxy, he was very excited. They quickly discovered the location of the Aurora and launched an attack immediately - for the Galactic Empire, the Yang fleet could escape, but the Aurora, the true lead ship of the Clear Sky class, had to die.

Even if it can't be taken back, it must be sunk.

Then, the Maytig fleet was successfully introduced into the ambush circle. The battlecruisers and heavy cruisers that were already on standby in the gravity of a large desert planet in this galaxy split into two groups and launched attacks at the same time.

Yang Xiyi's Hyperion attacked the rear route, while Eleanor Bonaparte's Fafnir was responsible for outflanking and cutting off the retreat.

After receiving reinforcements, Brigadier General Eleanor Bonaparte, who had already strengthened her strength, transferred her flagship from Aurora to the battlecruiser Fafnir.

This is actually a normal flagship transfer. Of course, if Yu Lian knew about this, he would definitely be very sad.

As for the Aurora, which was full of glorious history, it was temporarily handed over to Major General Ducasse for unified command. In this battle, it actually played the role of MT and taunt.

Facts have proved that the taunting operation is indeed very successful.

However, subsequent battles were not so successful.

After discovering that he had been ambushed, the commander of the Maytig fleet showed shocking determination and ruthlessness. Before the encirclement between the two sides was completed, they turned around and began to break out and escape.

Of course, a stupid commander would just run away at this time, and a breakout retreat would turn into a rout, but a decisive commander and a powerful army with strict orders and prohibitions would complete the formation changes and break-up arrangements in the shortest possible time.