Him and their stars

"If that thing is good-looking, just look at me." Brynhilt said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Well, I must admit that since she is the girl known as the "Light of Heaven", even with the status bonus, she is indeed the most stunning beauty Yu Lian San has ever seen in his life. If we look purely at appearance, there is still a slight gap between Feifei and Yani and Miss Brunhilt. It is estimated that the divine lady of the Enlightenment whom I saw in my dream can fight for it.

More importantly, although Miss Suliuka Wang's facial features and overall proportions seem to be combined according to the most perfect aesthetic proportions, they are full of gorgeous sculptural beauty. Moreover, she is by no means an unrecognizable wooden beauty. In fact, she is like a burning star, a beauty full of ambition, passion and vitality. Her every move and smile exudes heart-wrenching charm.

This also makes it understandable why His Majesty Emperor Eliasel dotes on this great-great-great-granddaughter so much. After all, the gods of the Chenxi royal family are also famous for their facial appearance.

You know, the emperor lived for more than two hundred years and was married three times. He had nearly a hundred direct blood relatives who entered the royal family tree. But most of them are just short-term royal nobles receiving an annuity. If they want to have greater expectations in life, they need to work seriously.

In short, no matter what environment Brunhild is in, he can turn the painting style there into the most gorgeous picture just by his appearance and aura. She has such a dimensionally reduced and striking charm.

Well, Yu Lian must admit that this Miss Suliuka Wang is indeed very good-looking, and the remnants of the soldiers chasing the marauders must be very good-looking. But the problem is that what she said is too easy to cause misunderstanding.

No, many people on the bridge immediately looked at her. Even Giafel, who was about to go downstairs, couldn't help but stumble, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Well... look, what are we looking at you for? Do you look pretty?" Yu Lian said helplessly.

"Oh, I am indeed a great beauty without a doubt, but I really don't like to be judged by my appearance. Of course, if it's Yu Lianqing, it doesn't matter if you look at her more." She put her hands on her hips and said seriously: "But unfortunately, it's not for me. Look at this."

"That is……"

"Of course I want you to see how I ravaged the enemy. Seeing the collapse of the mighty army of these predators, Lian Qing, don't you feel the pleasure of revenge?"

Pleasurable is definitely a little pleasant. Yu Lian thought, but he was not yet convinced that this emotion would dominate his rationality. Although the predator was his mother-killing enemy, all of those enemies were also killed in the war. In comparison, whether the existence of predators is useful to one's own career, and how one should deal with them in order to maximize interests, this is what a mature social person like himself should consider.

Therefore, Yu Lian showed a very expressive smile of gratitude but also of helplessness: "It is indeed a bit pleasant, but it is not enough. I have not fallen to the point where I have to take revenge on others. If one day, I can lead an army to annihilate the predators, I am myself, so maybe that can be considered true revenge.”

Brunhildt's smiling eyes showed a trace of admiration: "Good look, good answer, I really didn't see the wrong person."

Before Yu Lian could answer, she suddenly asked: "Qing Lian, do you think the imperial soldiers under my command are quite elite?"

Yu Lian was slightly startled. Although he didn't understand what the other party meant, he still said: "He is a true brave man."

Brünnhilt smiled with satisfaction, waved his hand again, and pointed at the imperial warships outside the bridge window that looked like steel fortresses.

"Aren't my weapons quite powerful?"

"The Imperial Battleship deserves its reputation."

In any case, when it comes to shipbuilding, the Tirero people are undoubtedly the best in the known universe. Not to mention the Angel of Dawn, or the dreadnought Marshal Bakares not far away, its technical difficulty is enough for other countries to catch up for decades. And Yu Lian also knew that the design drawings of the Grand Inquisitor-class, which was more advanced than the Marshal-class dreadnought, should have been finalized. Whether you want to get on the slipway or not depends purely on the mood of the empire bosses.

"Then, Lian Qing, don't you have the idea of ​​commanding such a fleet and such soldiers? Not at all?"

Ah this? Now is certainly not the time to ask questions, but it shouldn't be the time to discuss poaching, right? Yu Lian didn't know what expression to put on for a while.

Of course, the ones who were more embarrassed than him were actually Giafel and Ostana. The former's expression could be called a fan-shaped picture of whether to laugh or cry, and the latter, although she was still smiling as if her face was paralyzed, always felt a little stiff.

Brynhilt pretended not to see it and continued: "You are a person with dreams! Lian Qing. But dreams require strong wings to fly into the sky. Otherwise, you will fall to death. I I’ve said it before, Lian Qing, don’t be that ‘Wings of Heaven’ General Yue! Sometimes, you have to jump to another world in order to feel the reality of the world!"

Yu Lian pondered for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, do you really know what my dream is?"

Brunhilt pursed his lips and smiled, but did not answer directly.

Ostana probably really couldn't stand it anymore, so she raised her voice slightly and said: "Your Highness, the enemy fleet has begun to counterattack."

The Predator Fleet did launch a desperate counterattack. One Dreadnought, five battle cruisers and nearly thirty medium-sized fire-breathing ships protected more than twenty motherships in the center of the queue, raising their own shields to the maximum, just like kamikaze squads. He rushed towards the direction of the Dawn Angel.

This is the only enemy fleet still fighting in enemy group B. However, their actions were not so much about wanting to win, but more like a more decisive break.

If it were another fleet, it would really be possible for them to be surprised by the opponent's surprise attack. However, the "queue moon" formed by the imperial fleet only stretched this huge moon shape again through perfect fleet formation actions. The Dawn Angel, which was attacked by the enemy, began to retreat, and the battleships on both wings continued to pour artillery fire on the advancing Group B.

Immediately afterwards, another cruiser launched twelve space bubble torpedoes in that direction.

As the arrowhead of this death-defying fleet, the Predator Dreadnought, which was bent on perishing together with the Angel of Dawn, immediately fell on the battlefield, and instead became an obstacle blocking the advance of friendly forces. Of course, the imperial warship couldn't let go of this opportunity and smashed all the weapons at them.

In just one minute, they were ravaged by thousands of various main guns, hundreds of proton torpedoes, and tens of thousands of nuclear missiles. The fleet's shields instantly lost the possibility of continuing to support them. . Then, there are their armor and the soldiers inside.

And just like that, the final efforts of the last remaining brave men of the Marauders collapsed.

Of course, the rest of the fleet had already begun to flee long before this, just like all nomads in history had done in this situation.

Seeing that the enemy no longer had any organized resistance, the imperial fleet also dispersed its formation and began an all-out pursuit. The Tirello people, who are full of martial virtue, don't care at all about the principle of "don't chase poor enemies". They are just waiting to kill people and make achievements.

As a result, the pursuit battle lasted for more than ten hours, even longer than the decisive battle.

When the last still-moving Predator warship escaped into an unknown galaxy, the time had reached 4 a.m. on November 9, standard time. This battle, including the initial preparation flag, lasted for nearly a day and night, and finally came to an end when the Imperial Fleet defeated the Predator Fleet, which was more than twice our own total strength.

According to subsequent statistics, the predators left at least more than a million corpses in this inconspicuous Asti galaxy. More than 300 ships were sunk or captured, which was 100 of the imperial forces' damage. More than twice that.

The entire Predator dispatched a total of ten Dreadnought-class ships, but half of them turned into space junk floating in the universe. Two ships had their shields and engines smashed. They couldn't wait for the Empire's stormtroopers to land, so they hurriedly displayed them. White flag surrender.

Based on the Empire's consistent style, the best place for the captives on the ship is probably to work to death in the mines and farms in remote sectors. However, they still chose to give up resistance, probably because they were completely beaten by the empire's violent attack.

As for the three ships that escaped, one was naturally the red-painted fire-breathing ship on which the academic general Huitan was riding. Naturally, the ship received intensive care from the empire when it was escaping. Admiral Farrell led two high-speed dreadnoughts, the Marshal Barrecas and the White Duke, plus ten battle cruisers to pursue and intercept him personally. He traveled across most of the Asti star field and staged a battle that could be used in the Alliance. In the blockbuster, the chase battle is the most popular scene at the end of the film.

The imperial warship used continuous artillery fire to chip away almost all the superstructure and most of the secondary guns of the ugly fire-breathing ship, but still let it drill into the gravity well and jump to the point where it disappeared without a trace.

I have to admit that judging from the level of escape alone, General Huitan has definitely exceeded the upper limit of the academy and can be called a person who chases the wind and the light.

The only thing that is certain is that his ship did not escape to the lion's den. Judging from the direction, it is either heading towards the Gate of Glory or heading towards the hinterland of the Extreme Frontier.

If it's the former, it's fine, but if it's the latter, it's a bit of a headache. Civilians within the star area will definitely be harmed. But now Brunhildt doesn't have time to care about such things. You must know that a considerable number of disabled Predator warships have already flowed into the surrounding star fields. It is unrealistic to intercept them all in a short time.

I just hope that the follow-up reinforcements coming from Luyuan can eliminate these remnants as soon as possible and minimize the damage to civilians.

The other two ships were part of the Predator C group that fled without firing a single shot. They have nearly a hundred battleships, mostly motherships, and they are the only ones among this group of predator fleets that can still maintain their structure.

Because he escaped in time, he escaped back into the lion's den almost unscathed.

All in all, Cluster C escaped, which did not count as a complete victory in the battle, and Brunhild was very dissatisfied with this. She said that the two fearless square heads and pointed chins of the C cluster were clearly in the style of the Myshandar trolls. When did these bastards become so cowardly? Shouldn't he just come over and be beaten by himself?

"Originally I thought we should solve the problem of predators in one battle." Brynhilt said helplessly: "But we let them escape. It will take at least a week to regain the lion's den."

This is probably Versailles in another sense. Yu Lian thought.

You know, the predators have an army of millions, and they have taken advantage of both the inside and outside, and the insect swarms are acting as internal countermeasures. They have been besieging it for two or three weeks, but they have not yet completely conquered the Lion's Den Fortress.

"Yes, we still need to collect intelligence and explore the enemy's situation, and prepare a detailed strategic plan. In addition, we may need to wait for reinforcements. We do not have enough marines..." Ostana reminded.

The chief of staff probably wanted to tell her master that without enough landing troops, it would be difficult to regain the distant villages and fortresses. However, the latter shook his head and said:

"There is no time. The Brigadier General still has tens of thousands of soldiers who are continuing to resist in the fortress. Hundreds of thousands of Imperial citizens on Far Home Planet still need our rescue. We need to at least tell them that we are here."

She did not expect to suddenly arrive at the city with the overwhelming momentum of victory and regain the lion's den in one fell swoop.

After all, she had not seen the Elor fleet until now. Compared to the slippery bearded monsters and the reckless Myshandar trolls, this race that has been entangled with the two overlords of mankind for more than a hundred years and established a galactic empire is an opponent that deserves more vigilance.

However, after all, our side has achieved a glorious victory. Even if it only maintains its existence, it is a deterrent to the enemy and an encouragement to our own people who are still resisting.

In addition, no matter how dissatisfied the obsessive-compulsive Miss Suliuka Wang is, this glorious triumph can be compared with the shining names of the ancestors of the Dawn Dynasty. From now on, the entire universe will never dare to regard the youngest elected emperor of our generation simply as a gorgeous mascot.

"Instruct the whole army to repair for six hours and then go to the lion's den. Tell the army that it is far from the time to send a vigilant Kai celebration banquet. You must stay focused!

The imperial fleet hastily cleaned the battlefield, repaired the damage to the battleships, and sent the battle situation here to the Grand Marshal's Mansion. Without waiting for subsequent reinforcements to arrive, they left the Asti system and rushed all the way. Lion's den.

They had just experienced a huge fleet battle. The destroyed giant ship Zhifan Er would naturally not notice that a yacht that was slightly smaller than the smallest assault ship was hiding in the corner of this galaxy. In the middle, I watched the entire battlefield while eating melon.

"Okay, the battle in the Asti Galaxy is basically over. As a result, I will live broadcast the whole process for you." Feifei said to the figure on the other end of the source wave communication: "Remember to inform Senior Sister Eleanor as soon as possible."

The holographic projection pushed up his glasses helplessly and let out a listless sigh full of helplessness: "Can a fleet of this size not even last a day? Are the predators so weak?"

Looking at the movements and listening to the sounds, it’s not Akinayama Hachiman, who else could it be?

"If it was really weak, it wouldn't have corrupted one-third of the community's territory in the first place." Feifei sneered: "It would be better to say that Tachibana...that King Suliuka is too powerful."

"Well, I thought the real commander was Admiral Farrell." Hachiman lowered his voice.

Fei Fei was happy: "Classmate Qiu Mingshan, it is really hurtful to admit that I am not as good as your peers, especially for a genius like you. However, the Chenxi royal family is used to producing military geniuses, otherwise they would not always be Ti. Leader of the Rui Luo people. Since you are working towards saving the country, from now on, you must learn to consider things from the worst perspective."