: chapter 109

Soon after the alliance's troop dispatch, they encountered the encounter between Emperor and the Dark Star Fleet at the Madkuz star field on the Gemini border.
The size of the two sides in this encounter was not large. The Imperial side visually observed that it was a battalion of the Capital Defense Forces with more than forty small warships. Dark Star Hall was a fully-built vanguard. The number of warships should be doubled. When the road was explored, it was discovered by the Capital Defense Forces, and a fierce exchange of fire broke out.
The two belligerent parties totaled more than a hundred warships, and they did not expect that the Alliance army would pass the battlefield at this time. Therefore, when the thousands of fleets of the Guangyao Army were killed, the two sides in the fierce battle were almost stunned!
It was not the others who led the alliance at that time. It was the new commander Anatoly Don Kaleyan. When Kaleyan saw that the Dark Star Hall was a warrior, he immediately posted a label of "broiler"; when he looked at Emperor again, he was happy on the spot.
This emperor has about forty warships. Although the number is small, the ship is strong and brand-new. All kinds of high-precision equipment are just as dazzling as the fireflies in the night. In particular, the interstellar missiles that pour out as if they don't want money, in the background of the vast universe, blooming thousands of attractive golden lights, each of them seems to be shouting: "Lao Tzu is rich! Lao Tzu is greatly Rich! "
Local tycoon! Extreme Tyrant!
The alliance was blinded by the illustrious tyrant temperament. Lieutenant General Mo Wen connected to the mothership command and asked, "Who is this?"
"Hey, I don't know, it must be Major General or above," Kaleyan said.
The Empire is not the same as the Alliance. The position of Marshal of the Empire was taken shamelessly by the emperor ("No one except the puppet has the glory of Marshal of Silia!"), So the actual military leader is the general.
Since it is the leader, it must not be as full as the Chinese cabbage with reduced prices. Until now, only four generals have been awarded, and three of these four are pursuing—or how to say Anders · Aaron is a king next to each other.
The lieutenants under Anders Aaron became the actual power group of the Emperor. In fact, the number of people in this power group is really small: just 50 years after the establishment of the empire, most of the outstanding achievements were exhausted in the first galactic war. Most of the lieutenants now are the brothers and sisters who rebelled with the emperor. There are only about twenty people left. There are also a few latecomers like Isaac, who all put on the battlefield the iron merits that can not be filed by the mules. The merit books can be piled up higher than anyone-you have not saved ten times. Those who drive the second time are ashamed of the Lieutenant General.
In contrast, the alliance has good genetic technology and a long life expectancy. Guangsiliya has cultivated countless senior generals like leeks, and many of them have served for hundreds of years like Lieutenant General Mo Wen. Coupled with Admiral Aibel's self-reliance, the parliament skipped the direct appointment of the military, and it has not been cleared up by family history ... Let's say, there are hundreds of lieutenant generals in the alliance. Counting, and the admiral plus lieutenant general has not yet forty.
Therefore, the imperial general Jin Gui, although everyone is getting dead wages, but the military resources are all the best local tyrants.
"Insufficient space tactics, just use the gold yuan to make up." Kaleyan was still a marshal when he was a marshal, lazily put a foot on his knee, leaned on the wide conductor seat and sighed: "Look This tactic is to use the energy wave when the missile explodes to resist space suction, so you don't want to think about what to do if the missile is finished? But then again, the fleet of forty ships is equipped with tens of thousands of interstellar missile heads. It is extravagantly unimaginable ... "
Lieutenant General Mowen reminded: "According to the rules of the battlefield, we should now rush to rescue our allies, Anatoly."
"Ah-not in a hurry, let me guess who the people in this fleet are, isn't it a small white face? According to me, Celia is still too soft-hearted towards him. A lot of things come back! Anyway, in their hands is also a violent thing ... "
"Marshal Kaleyan!" At that moment, Lieutenant Colonel Bige hurriedly greeted, saluting a military salute: "Emergency communication from friendly forces! Request to speak with our Supreme Commander!"
After the coalition, the empire and the alliance opened a communication channel on the battlefield to facilitate communication and cooperation between the two armies. Communication between such high-ranking officials can be released immediately if permission is granted. Carleyan scratched his head with interest, turned his head and asked Lieutenant General Mo Wen: "Who do you think?"
"No matter who it is, rescue should be implemented immediately at this time," Mowen said helplessly.
"When can you change your sloppy personality," Calleyan was helpless and waved to the lieutenant: "Come in-"
The lieutenant pressed the communicator, and then the stereoscopic image of Admiral Anders Aaron suddenly jumped into the air, furiously said: "Kaleyan-! Is it cool to watch the movie ?! You can eat the rescue treaty Did you go in the dog's belly?
Kaleyan: "........."
Mowen: "........."
There was a loud noise, and the projection on Aaron's side shook violently, and then only heard the commander of Emperor screaming, "Admiral Aaron has been strengthened again!-Please order the ninth batch of interstellar neutron bombs! !fast--!!"
"..." Carreyan sincerely said, "Actually, I was thinking about the battle plan just now. By the way, have you ever thought about entering the Empire Heroes Memorial Hall? I can help you ..."
boom! A louder bang, the picture shakes the mountain, and Admiral Aaron yells with a communicator: "Do you want to go to the military court ?! I can help you! If you do n’t come again, I will hit the Alliance with the next missile, Lao Tzu. You do n’t have to thank you for entering the League of Heroes Memorial Museum !!!! "
The picture suddenly cut off with a click, and Kaleyan pounced on the podium, and found that the flagship of the empire was facing the flying guns and rain, and moved one of the largest muzzles to the side of the alliance. A lot of Lao Tzu will talk with him today. Your sense of tragedy.
"... Too hooligan ..." Marshal Kaleyan covered the black line, without even noticing the expressionless expression of Lieutenant General Mo Wen's face. After a long while, he finally shook his head helplessly, and Sergeant Bingge waved his hand: "The summons launched an attack on the Dark Star Fleet! Surrounded by a pinch formation on the side, ready to release the nuclear fusion fighter!"
The situation on the battlefield immediately changed dramatically.
At the moment when the Alliance Army stepped in, the Dark Star Fleet retreated across the line, flanking out from both sides, and began to cover the main forces to escape; the Guangyao Army jumped up like a wolf pack that saw the little lambs, and matched the tactics in the delicate space. Next, a suicide attack using a nuclear fusion drone blocked the enemy's escape route, and immediately bypassed the cracks in the space opened by the Dark Star Fleet.
The commander of the Imperial Capital Defense Forces stared blankly, and asked Aaron for a while: "--how did they do that?"
"Space countermeasures," Aaron's icy ice road, "Dark Star Hall forcibly distort energy waves to create a higher-dimensional space entrance. The Guangyao Corps uses anti-energy technology and the precise judgment of the commander in the most appropriate At the right time, the distortion energy released by Dark Star Church will be corrected to control the size and orientation of the space cracks, thus creating the possibility of avoiding the suction of space. "
The commander wondered: "It's just possible? Isn't it dangerous?"
"How can there be non-dangerous tactics on the battlefield? These people in the alliance have long been accustomed to cutting their blades. Not to mention that they are not the same as Emperor . The Guangyao Army has paid great attention to the exercise of space tactics from the beginning of its establishment. We all felt it was unnecessary to marshal the soldiers, but he insisted on doing it that way. Now that he wants to come, he should have expected the return of Dark Star Hall. "
At this time, countless battleships of the Guangyao Army inserted into the enemy camp like blades, instantly turning the Dark Star Hall into zero, and cutting it into dozens of irresistible fragments!
It was only at this moment that the Dark Star Warriors finally realized that they had no way to escape. A few seconds later, they released thousands of dragon riders, and rushed to the Guangyao Army like a dense swarm of bees!
The Dark Star Dragon Riders are unlucky in space battles, they are no different from hummingbirds, or they would not have developed the biological light armor on purpose. But at this moment, thousands of dragon-ridden horses wrapped in light rushed forward as if committing suicide, and the battle was enough to be called a mighty one.
"Admiral Aaron! Please order us to participate in the war!" The imperial commander Huo Ran got up and lost his voice: "If you use our powerful firepower-"
"Save it, Kaleyan can handle it."
The commander hesitated, only listening to Aaron's snorting, "Do you need any help with the junk, don't make a joke ..."
Facts have proved that Aaron's understanding of Kaleyan is still correct-just as they spoke, the Alliance battleships abruptly withdrew from the enemy array, interlocking like chains, and then turned into a copper wall and iron wall. Big net!
This formation takes a lot of time even for the empire's most capable fighter units to do, but the alliance formation changes very quickly. It is completely combined before the front row dragon rides, and then it launches eye-catching guns. Light. The fierce particle flow, like a hurricane, hit the enemy in a thousandth of a second, smashing all the dragon riders into the vortex of death, and the entire battlefield suddenly became the of the Dark Star Fleet. !!
At this point, the situation is no longer suspicious. Kaleyan was paralyzed on the command chair, holding his chin in one hand, and muttered with interest: "I really want to see the expression on the admiral's face ..."
The word Admiral seemed to him to be particularly lazy and a little mocking. Mo Wen gave him a disapproval glance, before he had time to say anything, and suddenly heard that Kaleyan's personal communicator turned on, and then Aaron's three-dimensional stereo projection automatically jumped out: "Are you performing well?"
Lieutenant General Mowen was startled: "He has your password for private messaging?"
Kareyan: "In the new Kremlin, the Foreign Ministry let us exchange it. I guess their intention was to make the negotiating parties get along better ..."
Marvin: "Are you harmonious?"
Kaleyan: "Oh no, in fact, I meant to call him at midnight to remind him to get up and pee."
Mowen: "..."
Aaron: "Sorry, my communication channel will be closed at nine in the evening. What are you talking about? Comrade Kaleyan, what is your posture? Is this your proper posture as the Marshal of the Alliance?"
Carleyan changed his hand and continued to support his chin: "As a winner, I can pose as I want, bear it, Xiaobailian No. 2."
Aaron: "What do you call me! Kaleyan! You repeat it for me! ..."
The overwhelming particle flow completely hanged the Dark Star Fleet, and Dragon Riding turned into cosmic dust along with the huge ghost battleship, and went away as it wandered between the galaxies. After the tide of energy is dissipated, there will be no light left here. The vast space will sweep the corpse of the defeated people beyond countless light years, and then turn into molecular atoms, scattered on the vast margins of the universe.
The Alliance Fleet slowly sailed forward, and the Capital Defense Forces were not far from or close to their flanks, looking out from the porthole, just like a few tiny stars. Kaleyan retracted his eyes from the window, raised his eyebrows and looked at the realistic 3D projection around him:
"So why are you here?"
Aaron sneered, "Why can't I be here?"
"Oh-just don't want to say it."
Carleyan then continued to look at the star map with boring hands, taking the Empire Admiral completely as air. There was a weird silence in the alliance's mother ship command. Half a while finally listened to Aaron's cold voice: "I killed a few aristocrats, and now I want to send my head to the capital ..."
When it comes to killing, the intimidation in his tone was almost undisguised, but Carleyan was unmoved, turning the star map by himself and asking, "Are there nobles in the empire?"
The so-called imperial nobility was nothing more than a merchant who provided material support and political investment to the emperor during the first galactic war. After Heinrich's ascension, keeping his promise gave them titles, fiefdoms, and privileges, but these nobles soon became maggots on the empire's huge battleships, swallowing all kinds of amazing wealth.
The reason why Emperor Emperor repeatedly missed in the previous war with Dark Star Hall, in addition to the defeat in space war, has a lot to do with the aristocracy's self-assertion and unwillingness to cooperate.
Aaron heard the ridicule in Carleyan's voice, but he did not refute, but said lightly: "Regardless of him, killing them is afraid of nature, and it is honest. Otherwise, everyone thought they were the emperor of Tu. How else can I fight? "
Carleyan asked smoothly, "You are so self-assertive, isn't Xiaolan's face upset?"
This was a very unintentional question, but Aaron reminded him of another thing: "Yes, what about Marshal Silia?"
"..." Kaleyan's hand flipping through the star chart immediately stopped. "What do you ask?"
Since the emperor did not announce the mind of the empire and the alliance, he took an impostor and went to Venus for a circle, as if any secret had been revealed in secret. Everyone knows that the other party knows, but everyone pretends to be. I don't know if the other party already knows. It seems that as long as no one mentions it, it can be pretended that it hasn't happened, and the past is calm.
However, in the eyes of the empire, this must not be considered as never happening; not only must it have happened, but it must also be mentioned often to brush the sense of existence. It is best to step on three meals a day. It's better to get in touch with the league, if you can see Marshal Silia, the protagonist of the incident, with your own eyes.
"His Majesty was so happy when he returned that day. He didn't sleep all day and all night. He forced the military to accompany him to work overtime in the middle of the night. One by one was driving crazy, so Elder Longfellow ran to the New Fontainebleau Palace to protest several times. It is said that he ate two big bottles of antihypertensive drugs after he returned. "Aaron stared at Kaleyan with a smile. At a glance, the expression on the face was inexpressible: "You said, what did your Majesty see in Venus, only to get excited like taking medicine?"
Suddenly, Kaleyan's face was very complicated, but then it became a calm and broken jar, rolled his eyes and asked, "How do I know the inner world of Xiaobai's face?"
"Oh-don't you know? Then answer me how Marshal Silia has been. Why haven't I seen him for months? If it's uncomfortable ..."
"Sorry for interrupting, Marshal Kaleyan." Aaron's words of pride didn't fall, and Lieutenant Bige suddenly interjected, and then came forward and said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, the command post is urgent. Ordered, designate Marshal Kaleyan to answer in person. "
Carleyan looked up: "Who?"
"It's the commander of the Silia Corps, asking you to go to the Fabras fortress immediately--"
At the same time, on the Empire flagship, Aaron was raising his ears to hear what he wanted. Suddenly, the commander patted him on the shoulder: "Admiral, Your Majesty the Emperor has sent you an urgent telegram and asked you to go to the designated place immediately."
Aaron hurriedly turned back: "Who? Little white face?"
commander:"……"
"Your Majesty asks you to go to the designated place immediately," the commander shook the communicator in his hand, and said with a good temper: "It is the Fabras Fortress, and the joint command is temporarily set up there, Your Majesty will let you go with the Alliance representative together Discuss the battle plan. "
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