Him and their stars

The Pilgrimage, which had almost caused another tragedy, ignored the more than 300 large and small imperial warships behind it, and turned around leisurely, heading towards the starry sky on the other side. The dragon ship that should have belonged to the empire was so majestic and handsome even when it left.

Vice Admiral Midbeshi, who was watching this scene, felt a lingering fear in his heart, and his legs were shaking. He felt that he was not a qualified imperial general at all, but more like a sheep that escaped from the mouth of an evil dragon and ascended to heaven.

Of course, this is no longer important. The important thing is that he survived and did not follow in the footsteps of his old classmate Karaman. He promised the Spirit of the Universe that one of them was a son of a noble family, and the other was a test-taker from an ordinary citizen family. They were rivals in their school days. But even so, Vice Admiral Midbeshi really didn't want his old classmate who he had known for thirty years to just disappear like this, and as for going down to accompany him, he was even more reluctant to decline.

When the Revelation completely entered the gravity well and disappeared on the other side of the sky, Vice Admiral Midbeshi finally retracted his panic-stricken eyes, squeezed out a dry smile, and ordered his adjutant: "Count the losses immediately."

The adjutant calmed down from the panic just now, nodded to the commander, and then staggered away and passed on his order. However, even when he repeated the commander's order, his voice was trembling, and he had not recovered from the shock just now.

But this can't be blamed on him. In fact, most of the officers and soldiers on the bridge of the Golden Skull were like this.

An hour ago, when the dragon carried that person across the sky, the long spear condensed into a beam of light whistled, but was blocked by a brave destroyer, which turned into a shield.

It doesn't matter whether this destroyer was really brave and fearless to serve as a shield for the flagship, or was unlucky and passively became a meat shield.

What matters is that they survived, but some people died.

The damage report was quickly compiled: in addition to the sinking of the Zephyr 118 destroyer, which served as a human shield, two light cruisers were also sunk. In addition, a heavy cruiser was seriously injured. Overall, it was still within an acceptable range.

Of course, this was ignoring the damage to the flagship.

"The flagship Skull was injured. The starboard side was concentrated by antimatter torpedoes, the No. 4 armor belt was completely damaged, and the D4 to D8 compartments were broken."

Vice Admiral Midbeshi first covered his chest with his hand, and then touched his throat. He really wanted to sigh "Is my head there?" Now. However, what made him even more distressed was that the one who had just given his beloved ship a righteous backstab was not the anti-ship trick of the "dragon whose name cannot be mentioned", but an ordinary and unremarkable fighter. This was actually a scene that was even more difficult for the vice admiral to accept.

The battle started at 3:25 a.m. on June 3.

Before the main force of the Imperial Fleet was ready to jump out of the I Earl Star Gorge, their deep space detectors also completed the most comprehensive reconnaissance, and it was basically confirmed that the only enemy ship waiting at the entrance of the Star Gorge ahead was the Dragon Ship Tour.

The soldiers of the Imperial Army did not feel that they were underestimated, and they did not even think that they could bully the minority with their numbers, but they were completely stunned by this kind of boldness.

Of course, they suspected that this was a trap.

After all, the opponent is that person, so it is not too careful.

However, no matter what, this is also a whole fleet. If they are really blocked by a ship of the opponent, the bigwigs of the Privy Council of the Heavenly Domain will really eat people.

So, after a brief consideration, Vice Admiral Midbeshi decided to move forward. Of course, it must be in accordance with the tactics arranged in advance. The whole army takes the main battleship as the vanguard, the main guns are preheated in advance, and fighters are also launched, and escort warships are deployed to report this cover.

In short, it is to highlight a watertightness.

The Imperial Fleet sailed out of the I Earl Star Gorge with such a firm and tragic attitude, as if it was about to start a brutal fortress assault.

Of course, Vice Admiral Midbeshi also felt the loss of the entire army, so he encouraged: "Everyone, hold your heads up! Remember what His Royal Highness the Sand King said? He is still a mortal after all! He can be killed! The switch of the heavy artillery in your hand is the sharp blade that you can use to kill dragons and extraordinary people! Hold it tightly!"

Well, no matter how much you shout, it is really not exciting, and the details are still somewhat complicated. But no matter what, Vice Admiral Midbeshi has done it by leading by example, and it has played a certain role in motivation. Probably...

So, this time, the Midbeshi fleet's entire process from jump to formation and finally to artillery bombardment was much more efficient than any previous moment.

If they had shown today's qualities in all previous battles, Midbeshi might have been an admiral.

The fierce and surging waves of firepower rippled in the air, forming a burning wall that was far stronger than armor and force field shields, as if it was going to ignite this silent universe.

After all, the enemy only had one person and one ship. Although he was a magic dragon, how would we deal with him if we treated him as an enemy fortress and concentrated our main gun fire?

Then, they realized sadly that the combination of dragon knights and new fighters seemed to be very effective.

The dragon, which was more flexible than all the fighters, easily avoided the interception of the main guns in front, swam faster to the left wing, and immediately launched a charge. After giving the light cruiser on the flank two fierce slashes, it retreated again to avoid the concentrated fire of the titanium blade fighter.

At this time, the Earth fighters with light wings had broken through the blockade of the titanium blade fighters and rushed straight to the gap caused by the destruction of the cruiser.

They penetrated into the gap of the armor like poison needles.

The Empire's main battleships even acted a little flustered for a while, and had to quickly switch themselves to air defense mode. But even so, they were still rushed to a safe distance by the fighters and encountered lightning strikes.

Unfortunately, the flagship and a heavy cruiser were struck by lightning.

Fortunately, they only gave the Earthlings one chance to be struck by lightning. Afterwards, three of the enemy planes painted bright red were shot down, and the rest were driven away by the dense protective firepower and the escort fighters that rushed back.

What was even more gratifying was that the Earthman was unable to float to the side of the battleship like a ghost to launch an attack this time. He was intercepted by his own artillery fire outside a safe gathering, and the "Long Night Meteor" he threw did not hit the target, but only shot down a destroyer that served as a scapegoat.

This may be because the destroyer was very brave, loyal, and honest, but more importantly, the "nameless dragon" was blocked outside the safe distance after all.

See? He is not omnipotent, never.

Of course, the Imperial Army can only comfort themselves in this way.

Vice Admiral Midbeshi calmed down a bit and made a summary with his staff: "So, the experience summarized is that the firepower is not strong enough. If there is another dreadnought or three to four battlecruisers, the main guns can be used to compress his assault space, but we must pay attention to the support of the enemy's new fighters. If we double the troops, we can have the possibility of destroying them in one fell swoop, and we can also make the enemy's new fighters that harass and support them return empty-handed."

"It would be even better if we can also cooperate with our dragon knights."

"But the Empire can't afford to lose the dragon ship, right?"

"Then there must be a knight grandfather, right? The formal kind of great power. Now the stormtroopers in our fleet are all from knights! They don't even dare to take off their protective suits when they go out of space. Are they qualified to be psychics?"

"Sure enough, because there are not many masters in our fleet, so we have to be pushed out by the masters as scapegoats?"

"It's so ugly! This is persecution!"

Seeing that the discussion was about to go off topic and becoming more and more dangerous, Vice Admiral Midbeshi quickly spoke up to bring the topic back to the right track.

"Anyway, let's send today's battle situation to the friendly fleet in the rear. Let them come over quickly to join. Also, we need to figure out why there is only one cruiser. Where are the main forces of the rest of the fleet?"

"Did they split up?" the chief of staff asked in confusion.

"Split up? 600 warships and a ship, each leading a different route?" Vice Admiral Midbeshi thought this was unreasonable.

"Is there a problem with this?" The chief of staff thought there was no problem.

Well, it seems that there is indeed no problem. After all, that person alone can take on an entire fleet.

The vice admiral asked casually, "Is there any news from the Lukenar Corridor?"

"The Tosen fleet is still on hold, and it is determined to wait until the Sobek fleet meets up with it before moving on. However, the enemy patrol fleet that attacked it before has left."

"Hehe, that old man is not giving face to brother Sobek, he is clearly slapping the face of the King of Sand! I haven't heard that he is such a strong type!"

"There is also a rebellion in the Grand Duchy of Letalin." The chief of staff said faintly, his tone was like telling a ghost story.

Rebellion again? Vice Admiral Midbeshi was silent for a few seconds, but then said: "What bad news... But what does this have to do with us?"

"It doesn't matter. We are just ordinary imperial soldiers." The chief of staff said.

"Yes, let's talk about the next action plan. If we continue to pursue the Relic, we should at least wait until the other admirals arrive and act together to ensure that there is no risk of error."

"That's what I mean."

"But if they really split up their forces as you said, what should we do? If we really gather most of our forces to pursue the Relic, what about the main force of the remaining fleet?"

"Maybe they have already reached the Lucknar Corridor. The situation of the Tosen Fleet and the Sobek Fleet is embarrassing." The chief of staff looked like he was not afraid of trouble when seeing the excitement of the friendly forces.

"Our situation is also very embarrassing." Lieutenant General Midbeshi was full of low pressure, but he just shrugged with a look of self-abandonment: "But fortunately, it's not us who need to be responsible anyway."

"It's not us. Whether it's planning or decision-making, it has nothing to do with us." The chief of staff echoed: "We are hounds, waiting for the master's whistle... As for who to hunt, it is not up to the hounds to decide."