Him and their stars

You must know that this distance is already beyond the range of the super-large light spear cannon carried by the Titan ship. Even the arc cannon still in the laboratory may have scattered energy.

Then, there is only one possibility! The opponent uses a rail gun that "theoretically can advance all the way until the end of the universe as long as it doesn't hit the target."

However, even if the range is unlimited, what's the use of firing the cannon? With such a long distance, when the cannonball flew over, I didn't know how many minutes had passed. What else could it hit?

...Of course, it is also possible that the predators have mastered some very powerful naval gun technology. But this is a bit of a slap in the face. He, Colonel Yulian, was just talking about the Marauders not being good at shooting five minutes ago.

When he thought of this, Yu Lian's face began to hurt subtly.

Fortunately, at this time, I heard Lieutenant General Tariel say again: "Your Highness, it has been confirmed that it is a rail gun!"

Thanks for the help from the experts in the "Exploration" field! Yu Lian felt that his face felt better again.

However, this still doesn’t make sense! Are railguns better than others?

"Start calculating ballistics!" The technical sergeants on the bridge have begun to operate the data terminal quickly.

Well, in theory, as long as it is a live ammunition weapon, it is possible to intercept it. However, this probability is the same as hitting a bullet with a bullet, relying on metaphysics. What's more, in an era when the technology tree is skewed, fire control technology is so stretched, and the aiming of the main gun must rely on the experience, technology and even intuition of the top gunner.

Of course, these technicians are not trying to intercept the opponent's artillery shells, but to assess their threat to see whether they will really concentrate their own ships.

However, just before dozens of busy elite technical noncommissioned officers on site operating state-of-the-art data terminals came to a conclusion, someone reported: "There is no threat from shelling."

The one who spoke was one of the trio of psychics standing at the "altar" at the front of the bridge, facing a colonel who was about twenty-five years old. She has a handsome appearance, silver hair, purple eyes, and fair complexion. She has no expression and no fluctuation in her voice. To put it bluntly, it is a typical three nothings.

A female officer at this age is still a three-year-old, but she is already a colonel. It is conceivable that she must be a psychic with outstanding abilities. Since she is serving as Lieutenant General Tariel's assistant, she should also be "exploring" or "supporting spirits".

Yu Lian took a few more glances. Of course it's not because the girl is beautiful, but because she wants to confirm whether she is a future celebrity. It's a pity that he didn't recognize the other party.

At this time, I heard the colonel lady add: "But, it's very close."

Lieutenant General Tariel nodded, expressing his approval of this judgment.

So Brunhild, who had just stood up from his seat, pondered for a moment, then sat back down with a smile on his face, and even poured himself another glass of ice wine calmly: "Send the order to the entire fleet, ignore it. Enemy bombardment! Continue as planned."

Not even a few seconds after her order was conveyed, a warning was sent from the outer cruiser of the fleet.

Hundreds of cannonballs ejected from the electromagnetic orbit just "grazed" the imperial fleet and flew towards the depths of the universe.

The nearest shell was 450 kilometers away from the outermost warship in the fleet.

In the vast space battle, this is indeed a very close distance.

Yu Lian frowned slightly. He felt like he had seen this scene somewhere before. However, he didn't have much experience dealing with predators in his previous life, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

"The second round of bombardment by the Predator Fleet begins!"

Ostana, who serves as chief of staff, has not yet reacted, but some staff officers have already set their sights on Brunhilt. However, the latter remained unmoved. Instead, he continued to shake the ice honey wine in the crystal cup, as if some gems could be shaken out of the amber liquid.

Yu Lian knew that this woman did have the habit of drinking a glass of ice-cold honey wine to calm herself down before fighting. It is said that this is a habit she developed when she was a child. She was only five years old when she was diagnosed with Lao Shizi's "mutant severe collagen disease". His Majesty the Emperor took this most beloved great-great-great-granddaughter to Longlin Palace to take care of her personally. Whenever she fell ill with a high fever and fell into lethargy, Emperor Eliasel would feed her a glass of ice honey wine brewed by the royal hand, and the little girl would indeed recover.

Yu Lian always felt that this should be a rumor, otherwise it would be too unsense to give alcohol to a five-year-old girl.

But in fact, Brunhild moved back to the Holy Tree Palace at the age of twelve and succeeded Queen Suliuka. He indeed never got sick again, and was even healthy enough to participate in the God of War Festival and win the championship.

Then, the Reaver's shells once again passed by the Imperial fleet. This time, the latest attack was only 30 kilometers away.

The trajectory is corrected so quickly! Yu Lian thought. I haven't heard of any advanced fire control technology on the Predator. Of course, if there is a top shooter, it is possible to do this. However, top marksmen can’t be found on every ship.

According to this rule, if there is another round of shelling, the opponent's attack may cause damage.

"Keep the second war speed." Brynhilt gave a simple order without expression.

No one questioned, or dared to question. No, even Admiral Farrell, who was sitting on the Marshal Barrecas, didn't express his opinion, and the other officers had nothing to say.

If it were another country's fleet, and it was fired twice by the opponent from a distance, it would be somewhat psychologically stressful. However, the imperial fleet remained unmoved and continued to maintain its second forward speed. At the same time, under the command of Deputy Commander Admiral Farrell, all captains were also adjusting the course on a trial basis as they advanced. Soon, when the enemy fleet's third round of bombardment arrived, the entire fleet had already adjusted to the so-called "No. 3" formation.

Yu Lian looked at it and thought, isn't this the standard "Sindaka" formation in the Imperial Navy's tactics? According to our Xindaya translation here on earth, it is the so-called Queyue Formation.

As we all know, ships are not individual soldiers. For each ship to move and attack, it requires the cooperation of hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of sailors on board. Naturally, the fleet formation cannot have overly complex arrangements and changes. Therefore, looking at the complexity of the fleet's formation is the most important criterion for measuring whether the navy is elite.

The Queyue Formation is relatively complex among fleet formations, but to put it bluntly, it is simple. It means arranging the bow of the fleet facing the enemy in an arc, which increases the width of the battlefield and enhances the efficiency of bombardment. By the way, it can also spread out the entire fleet to attack the enemy. Let's cover it from both sides.

As for the central axis of Queyue Formation, it is naturally the golden Dawn Angel.

This woman, even when faced with the enemy's superior fleet, had made plans from the very beginning to cover the enemy on both sides and annihilate them all!

The third round of bombardment from the Predator fleet did come. This time, he still only narrowly missed the Imperial Army. However, the latest shell has triggered a cruiser's shield reaction.

But almost at the same moment, the Predator fleet had also entered the main gun attack range of the Dawn Angel and several dreadnoughts.

Brunhild glanced at Adjutant A, whose name was not important, and the latter quickly issued a volley order.

However, it was not the Dawn Angel that launched the bombardment first, but the Marshal Barrecas located at the far left end of the entire "Queyue Formation". This is a Marshal-class dreadnought that has just completed comprehensive sailing tests. It has extremely fierce firepower. The main battery is equipped with two rail guns, two light spear cannons, and a positron city-breaking cannon.

Of course, the Imperial Army was not prepared to gamble on their character with the "infinite range" of the railgun like the Predator fleet. Instead, they strictly followed the tactical instructions and carried out long-distance bombardment with light spear weapons.

At the same moment, all the dreadnoughts and Angels of Dawn also started firing their cannons.

The dense beams of light were like arrows condensed by strong light, spilling into the opponent's fleet cluster.

This is the real fleet bombardment. No matter the sense of rhythm, speed or hit rate, it is perfect. It's like listening to a gorgeous piece of music at a close distance. Yu Lian thought.

A few seconds later, continuous explosions of flames flickered in the cluster of predator fleets.

Such a fiery scene would not have been possible if it was just a shield reaction. The opponent's warship must have suffered real damage.

Yu Lian suddenly realized that the three rounds of bombardment launched by the predators just now were actually a kind of deterrent shooting. If the bet on character really succeeds, it is certainly a good thing; even if the bet does not succeed, the mental pressure on ordinary people can be imagined when the cannonballs roar past so close to the fleet.

That is to say, how can the elite troops of the empire, which are full of military virtues, be able to withstand such pressure and maintain the established tactical actions in another country?

Anyway, it is difficult for the community to do it, even the most elite outer ring fleet is unlikely to do it.

In short, the Predator's three rounds of ultra-long-range bombardment just now were intended to use such an attack beyond common sense to force one's own hesitation and disrupt the rhythm of one's own formation. It would be great if the formation could be dispersed directly.

Again, the number of ships on both sides is now five to two. The longer the delay, the tighter the encirclement net can be, and the more advantageous it will be to the predators.

However, Brunhildt was not led by the opponent from the beginning. This was probably a kind of "you fight yours and I fight mine".

And when the opponent's fleet was finally brought into the effective range of the light spear cannon, it was time for the gunners of the Imperial fleet, whose artillery skills were ranked first in the galaxy, to show off.

Fighting firepower? The people of the Empire have never been afraid of anyone.

As a result, the predator fleet was like a wasp that had been stabbed in its nest, and began to pounce towards itself.

Of course, this is actually a visual misalignment. In fact, after the opponent discovered that three rounds of long-range deterrence bombardment did not disrupt the rhythm of the imperial fleet, they immediately adjusted the fleet model to charge speed.

Obviously, the predators couldn't stand it anymore and were ready to change the rhythm of the battlefield into the hand-to-hand combat they were best at.

At this time, Giaphiel also drank the mead sent by the attendant, and then strode to Brunhilt's side with his atomic light spear in hand.

"Your Highness, do you want me to go to the hangar and prepare for attack?"

As soon as these words came out, Major General Misaro, who had a strong man's hairstyle, also quickly stood up. The soldiers he commands are not psykers, but elite armored grenadiers among mortals. They must be prepared to prevent the other party from jumping on the flagship.

"If we are really forced by the opponent to the point where we need to fight hand-to-hand at close range, then this game will be lost." Brynhildt said.

She was right. If this is the case, it means that the academic predator's tactics were successful. The battle here will be a long and indistinguishable struggle. When the other two waves of fleets attack from both sides and rear, it may really be wiped out by the opponent.

At this time, some officers also reported that they found that the enemy's other two squadrons had completed a large roundabout and outflanked them. Among them, the fleet code-named Group B blocked our own retreat to the hinterland of the empire, and the fleet called Group C had already circled our side.

"The enemy cluster B will reach us in 105 to 120 minutes. Cluster C will reach us in 140 to 150 minutes."

This is a simulation analysis made by the fleet's central tactical terminal to evaluate the marching speed of the two fleets and the performance of all predator warships currently available. Although there are errors, they will not be too serious to affect the commanders' decision-making.

"Academic, you are pretty good at arithmetic." Brunhilt smiled coldly: "Then, just defeat the opponent's A cluster in one hour."

By this time, the two sides had completely entered combat distance, and each had determined the number and type of the other's warships.

Although the leader of the "academic" marauder warlord named Huitan came up with the strategy of dividing his forces into a three-pronged joint attack, he was not stupid enough to distribute all the ships equally. Group A, which is responsible for holding back the Imperial fleet in frontal battles, is the largest group. There are four dreadnoughts alone, and there are more than 20 battlecruiser-class fire-breathing ships and heavy motherships.

To be honest, in this era where defense is stronger than offense, even if the imperial fleet is doubled, it is difficult to say that it can completely defeat an enemy of this size in such a short period of time.

However, Brünnhilt never seemed to doubt this, and neither did the members of her on-site bestie group, Ostana and Giafel.

...It seems that Admiral Farrell, who is sitting on the Marshal Barrecas, has no doubts.

There wasn't much to mention about the battle that followed. The two sides just continued to approach each other while throwing artillery fire at each other. Gradually, in addition to long-range light spear cannons, various rail guns, laser cannons, ion cannons, and missile torpedoes began to show their power.

The Imperial fleet certainly inflicted damage on the Predators that far exceeded its own losses. However, it is indeed far away from the so-called complete defeat of the enemy.

Therefore, thirty minutes after the official start of the war, when the enemy's two giant Dreadnought-class carriers had entered the range of the main guns of our own cruisers and were preparing to launch assault landing craft, Brunhildt He pursed his lips and smiled, nodding to Ostana.

King Suliuka's order quickly spread to the entire army within a minute. Thirty special cruisers located on both wings of this huge "Queyue Formation" simultaneously opened the special hatches on both sides of the hull, and threw a total of one hundred shuttle-shaped aircraft into the deep space of the enemy fleet.

Of course it is not a fighter plane. In fact, the fighters from both sides had already formed a fight in the space between the fleets twenty minutes ago. Imperial fighters have advantages in both pilot and fighter performance, but they have certain disadvantages in terms of numbers. Investing another hundred fighters at this time will not actually play a decisive role.

Yu Lian knew that those were actually Saild torpedoes, which were the legendary space bubble torpedoes.

He suddenly felt a little regretful. He thought that after the defeat in the Battle of Far Shore Nebula, the Empire had forgotten such a sharp new weapon. You can also take advantage of the opportunity to overtake a car in a corner.