Chapter 1711 The Fall of the Royal Capital
Among the border defense lines of the Cirke Kingdom facing the Feimo Galaxy, the most important ones are the fortress and garrison fleet base in the Xuantuo Galaxy.
This country has concentrated nearly half of its defense forces here, as well as most of its capital ships, including two dreadnoughts and three battle cruisers. With such a force, if they relied on the fortress defense line, they would be able to fight for a long time even if they faced a surprise attack from the Galactic Empire.
Moreover, to say the least, even if it is as domineering as the Empire, it should not risk the world's disapproval and go to war without declaring war on the members of the Galactic Civilization Council, right?
It was with this mentality that when the imperial fleet appeared in this system, the Cirke snapping turtles even panicked for a short time.
Fortunately, your empire on the opposite side did not really launch a surprise attack, but stayed in place.
The frightened Circassians calmed down and quickly prepared for war while continuously issuing warnings to the imperial fleet opposite. At the same time, they also sent warnings to the country.
When the Tianma received the news, it was less than an hour after the imperial fleet officially entered the Xuantuo Galaxy. To be fair, the intelligence agency's response this time was considered swift.
This is what happened at 8:17 on May 2, 834, Galactic Standard Time.
When Marshal Paul Ferragut received the news, he was having breakfast - although he had the habit of staying overnight, he did not have a problem with staying in bed. He slept for less than five hours a day on average, but he was still in high spirits. .
The marshal was indeed shocked, but he did not choke out the milk in his mouth. Instead, he swallowed the food in his mouth with unprecedented willpower without wasting any bit of it.
He slowly wiped his mouth with a napkin, and when he put it down, he had already regained his composure: "He really got it right about the empire of the bastard!"
Claire Belmont knew he was speaking to himself. However, he just responded with a smile and continued to compete with the meatloaf on the plate.
The senior military officers present also started talking about it.
"The Dragon Kings are crazy. Are they really planning to penetrate Cherk? How can they do it?"
"Now, their actions have been seen by us! Hahaha, is there any possibility of a sudden attack?"
"This is an undeclared war! Yes, the Galactic Empire has completely trampled interstellar public law into a black hole! They will become the target of public criticism!"
"Yes, the target of public criticism!"
Of course, Claire felt that someone was already looking at him vaguely, but he didn't even realize it, and even drank a cup of sweet green tea.
No matter what, everyone suddenly felt that the Blue Star Community was no longer alone.
So, after the little shock at the beginning faded away, everyone became visibly more energetic.
Marshal Ferragut also waved his hand and ordered in a deep voice: "Notify Lieutenant General Scheuer and be ready to depart at any time! In addition, gentlemen, please take your positions! Immediately notify the entire fleet to move forward! Move forward regardless of the cost!"< br>
Everyone nodded vigorously in agreement. Their morale is even higher now than when they learned that the Circassians intended to form a military alliance, and their mobility has naturally increased a lot.
Marshal Fei was thinking proudly as he returned to his office. He felt that he still needed to talk to the country, and he had to ask the Military Command Headquarters and the National Defense Commission to urge the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Cirke Kingdom to sign a formal military alliance as soon as possible.
He can lead the local fleet and enter the Cirke Kingdom to fight.
Wouldn't it be nice to let the Circassian fleet serve as MTs, use Circassian supplies, and use the Circassian territory as a barrier and strategic depth to fight against the empire and keep the enemy at bay?
As long as I can persist until the end of the league, Uncle Paul and I will be successful. If the Alliance ignores Cherk, its traditional ally, it will not be qualified to command half of the galaxy. They will definitely end up personally.
Marshal Ferragut thought of this, and then subconsciously looked for the traces of Major General Claire Belmont.
Then, he saw that the young alliance general had appeared at the corner of the passage, striding towards him, with a very obvious anxiety on his face.
Marshal Ferragut trembled, and even his round dough-like face seemed to twitch. The Fat Marshal remembered that this was the first time he had seen this wealthy young man from the alliance acting so glumly.
...But, just five minutes ago, he was still drinking tea with a calm face!
"Krell, what are you..."
He took a deep breath and said in a low but clear voice: "Your Excellency, five minutes ago, that is, at 9:07 on May 2, the Barbarossa arrived at Katun, the capital of the Circassian Kingdom, with 12 high-speed cruisers. .Katun has been occupied. King Helang and important members of the royal family, as well as senior officials of Cherk, are missing."
The marshal staggered a step, feeling as if flies were jumping in his sight. He definitely seemed to have used all his strength to barely avoid falling, but his thick back was still pressed against the wall uncontrollably.
He calmed down and suddenly felt like he wanted to roar: "Twelve ships, twelve ships captured the capital of Cirke? What are the defenders of the royal capital doing?"
"I only know that Katun has fallen into chaos. I am also waiting for more specific information."
"I have to contact the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, no, contact the embassy people, and ask them to figure out the situation as soon as possible." The marshal muttered.
But Krell reminded: "The key issue lies in Chero. Your Excellency, Chero Fortress is the only pass between Xinya and the Cirke Kingdom."
"Yes, yes, Chero, Chero cannot afford to lose anything." Marshal Ferragu's face turned green and red, as if he was caught in the battle between heaven and man. However, his hesitation only lasted less than half a minute, and then a trace of cruelty flashed across his face: "Inform Lieutenant General Scheuer and tell him to send troops immediately and occupy Cerro immediately. Let our People take over all the key departments, such as the fortress cannon, laser group and automatic cannon group. Open everything you can! Go and notify me!"
The marshal's adjutant was still in the stage where he was shocked by the news just now. He didn't react until he was kicked hard by his superior.
He said "ouch", quickly opened his terminal and ran away while making contact.
Twenty minutes later, when Marshal Ferragut had finished three cups of strong coffee in the conference room, the chief of staff and other staff members arrived, and the scene was filled with noisy communication sounds and graphics.
The intelligence director's staff was like a horse that had been burned in a ditch, rolling and crawling into the conference room.
"Sir, Katun has been occupied! The King of Cherk and the Prime Minister have been detained by the imperial army!" He said loudly, his tone close to a scream.
"I already know!" The marshal returned with a louder voice: "What I want is more detailed information."
"This... the embassy has also been occupied by the imperial army. Also, the commissar's office in Katun was also destroyed, and almost all our intelligence personnel there were arrested." "You just posted the obituary. The fastest." Marshal Ferragu said through gritted teeth.
"It depends on Lieutenant General Scheuer. They have already received the news. As long as they start immediately and control Chero in advance, there will be room for maneuver." The chief of staff comforted him.
"Yes, yes, as long as Scheur launches an attack, everything will be fine." Marshal Ferragut pointed at the New Atlantis galaxy with a red pencil and drew a shoulder towards the Chiero Fortress.
However, before Marshal Ferragut could respond, a combat staff officer had already taken off his headset with a pale face.
This colonel, who was in his early forties and in his prime, looked trembling like an old man. He tried three times in a row before he managed to stand up.
What kind of rotten fish and shrimps are all my subordinates? Why haven't I noticed you guys are such trash before? Although Marshal Ferragut knew that something terrible must have happened, his thoughts could not help but drift in this direction. He now misses the time when he was the leader on the Fuxi very much. Although that period was not long, and even his leader always felt a bit like a mascot, it was still something he would never forget.
As long as they are not naturally crooked and bad at heart, they always hope that their colleagues are capable, professional and capable elites!
So, where are all the elites of the Community Space Fleet?
The answer is simple, most of them are given away in the Miracle Ring. The rest are in the Outer Ring War Zone and Seed Fortress.
"Calm down, Colonel. No matter what kind of bad news it is, I can accept it." Marshal Ferragut decided not to put too much pressure on his men.
"Marshal Yuan... Lieutenant General Scheuer on the Xinya side has no action."
This time it was the marshal himself who shivered. He lifted up his red pencil tremblingly, but before he could throw it on the table, he saw the other party saying again: "Also, just now... the Angel of Dawn arrived at Chero. The Chero Fortress has been disarmed."
Dawn Angel? King Sulyuka Brunhilt has arrived? Claire suddenly stood up.
"Colonel, I hope you understand what you are talking about?" shouted the chief of staff.
"The Imperial Army has occupied Fortress Chiero!" the combat staff officer raised his voice in despair.
Marshal Ferragut and the other officers on the Pegasus no longer knew what expressions they could make, and they couldn't even make any other sounds.
When Claire Belmont noticed something was wrong, he suddenly discovered that Marshal Ferragu was clutching his chest, his eyes began to look straight, and he was breathing out more than he was breathing in.
There was a sudden uproar at the scene.
If you think about it carefully, Marshal Ferragu's body shape, life style and eating habits make him look like he has many chronic diseases, and he may explode whenever he is stimulated.
Fortunately, after a period of trouble, Marshal Ferragu's life was finally restored, but he only needed to temporarily wear a respirator to breathe.
As for Krel Belmont, he was also in great turmoil. How did the imperial fleet get here? Over there, they are still confronting the main force of the Cirke Royal Fleet in the Xuantuo Galaxy, but here they have captured Katuo and Cheluo?
This is unscientific! He has no psychic powers at all! How on earth did they do it?
"General Belmont, what should we do now?" Chief of Staff Na Na asked. He now doesn't look like a senior officer responsible for formulating and promoting combat plans, but more like an old accountant who knows that the company's capital chain is about to be cut off.
Should you ask me something like this? Claire was a little shocked. He immediately realized that his work experience was also very complicated, but such a thing as fighting was not professional at all!
Even so, Krell still looked like he was not stingy, and said loudly without hesitation: "Of course we must rush to Xinya to fight quickly. Also, you'd better urge Lieutenant General Scheuer's fleet to send troops immediately. Luo. It is only natural to send troops now. Moreover, the Imperial Army should not be firmly established at this time. We may be able to drive the Imperial Army away."
"..."
“But, it can’t be done, right?”
"It can't be done... maybe. There is already a Titan ship over there at Chiero." The chief of staff muttered like a gambling dog who had bought three houses in the stock market: "There is a Titan ship. That’s the Angel of Dawn! How else could they do it?”
yes! How on earth did they do it? As soon as Claire thought about this issue, he felt very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but admire his old friend.
Facing such an enemy, how on earth did he remain invincible after fighting for a year?
Claire retracted his random thoughts and opened the terminal. He now urgently needs to understand the current situation. Although the Cirke capital and Chero Fortress were occupied, their troops were still there, and they still had a blood feud with the empire. Maybe, things still need to be rescued.
But in fact, the actual situation is actually much more serious than everyone on the Tianma imagined.
At the same moment, over Katun, the capital of the Circassian Kingdom, thirteen imperial warships had entered the planet's atmosphere and were hovering over the city.
The Circassians are a race that likes humid environments, and cities are often built in shallow swamps and lakeside swamps. Their solid but slightly heavy body shape is destined to dislike high-rise buildings.
Such a city is destined to be very large.
However, the giant ship of the Galactic Empire fell into the atmosphere, and the shadow of the ship's hull was like a demon king with its teeth and claws, covering all the urban areas around the palace
Cirke citizens huddled in low, sturdy square houses, shivering.
But in fact, compared to the Cherk Royal Fleet stationed in and around Katun, a mere thirteen imperial warships are nothing at all, even if they include a Barbarossa class that is known as the most perfect and fearless.
At this time, the Cherk royal fleet has indeed surrounded the low-Earth orbit of Catun. Once the imperial fleet is pointed at the imperial fleet at close range and fired with thousands of guns, the opponent will not have any chance at all.
However, these royal fleets did not dare to make mistakes at all, and they did not even dare to open the gun doors.
In the royal capital of Katun, 10,000 elite armored grenadiers dropped from the sky from the Barbarossa. It only took them less than an hour to defeat the royal capital's garrison, which was very limited in number and combat effectiveness, and easily controlled all the key departments.
Countess Giaphire Lamut, wearing a scarlet coat of arms, stood in the square of the palace with her big gun.
Behind her, heavily armed Panzergrenadiers had lowered the Cirk flag and raised the Imperial flag. The senior officials of the Circassian Kingdom who had been escorted to the square looked at this scene with uncontrollable sadness.
"This is aggression! This is undeclared and shameless aggression! You will be torn apart by all the righteous forces in the universe!" King Helang of the Circassian roared wildly at the commander of the imperial army.
He knew he was incompetent rage. However, apart from this kind of behavior, he can do nothing else.