Chapter 1776 This turns into a tragically thick barrier
When "the demonic dragon who must not even be named" used a terrifying method like divine punishment to wipe out the bridge of the Grand Commander Werther with one blow, he probably thought that this was enough, so he In full view of the frightened Imperial Army officers and soldiers, the man riding the star dragon phantom beast raised by the Empire turned his head, flapped his wings that were disowned by his relatives, and left with satisfaction.
After he met up with his companion who was riding another Flame Winged Dragon, he returned directly to the Pilgrimage.
Then, this special battleship built by the empire with a lot of money turned the bow of the ship with a carefree attitude and walked away.
They left so gracefully, as if they were not worried about being bombarded from behind by the Imperial Army, let alone being pursued.
This is indeed the case. The Silver Knight-class battle cruiser, which was scratched with a wound, and the headless Grand Commander Werther, who can actually cruise, fire, and even charge, all seem to have been immobilized. As if, he just stayed in place.
By the time the surviving personnel on the dreadnought finally remembered to issue the command, the Preview had already left the range of its main guns.
"Do you want to start a pursuit?" the chief engineer asked the remaining commanders on the ship tremblingly.
"Chasing? What are you chasing for? You finally saved a life, cherish it! You must know how to cherish it!" the second officer wailed loudly.
Because the headquarters and captain's office were destroyed, the command of the Grand Commander naturally fell into the hands of the second officer. This is a young officer who has just turned thirty, a son of a noble family who came to gild.
One thing to say, his technical level and theoretical level are still good; but he is really here for gold plating.
After all, his response was very quick, and he quickly ordered the isolation chamber leading to the bridge to be closed, finally controlling the damage to a small range; but he was still here for gold plating.
The young second officer did not even ask for the opinion of Rear Admiral Tuckers, the deputy commander of the rear, and directly made a 180-degree U-turn with his warship to make money on the spot. Such behavior no longer knows whether to call it cowardice or decisiveness.
Now that even the Grand Captain is like this, what can the remaining two Silver Knights do? If we don't follow Kairun, wouldn't it be too disrespectful to Grand Commander Werther?
Of course, perhaps Kairun's action was not perfect, causing the force field chaos in the gravity well on the spot. This is actually a typical phenomenon of jump overload and hyperspace channel blockage.
If the Imperial Army hadn't been well-trained, quickly restarted the jump engine, and adjusted the legendary parameters, I'm afraid a few unlucky ships would have been caught in the space turbulence and torn into particles.
When the Grand Commander and his comrades finally regained their spirits a little, the outpost reconnaissance fleet composed of eight cruisers also hurried back.
They were suddenly turned around and bombarded by the Athena formation in the galaxy ahead. Looking at the aura on the other side, it didn't look like they were intercepting them, but they clearly wanted to swallow them whole.
After measuring the strength gap between the two sides, the commander of the outpost fleet certainly made a very pragmatic judgment and immediately turned around to make profit. In fact, even according to the imperial combat regulations, the outpost reconnaissance fleet should retreat at this time and wait for support from the main force.
When returning, of course they also received notification that the rear flagship was attacked. Their own radar even confirmed the location of the Preview, but they did not dare to make any mistakes.
It is said that when the dragon ship passed by them less than half an astronomical unit away, the officers and soldiers on the fleet had already begun to pray sadly to the spirit of the universe.
Fortunately, the dragon boat was like a satiated lion that had just eaten an entire antelope. It had no interest in the passing rabbit and just disappeared into the starry sky.
The above is the whole process of the Karaman fleet being so frightened that it shrank back to the X2 galaxy and did not dare to move.
Yeager Soback now knows why the main force of the enemy fleet ahead has never seen any movement.
If only one ship was moved, it would be almost impossible to be discovered, let alone a mystical special warship like a dragon ship. Who knows if it has some stealth function that subverts people's basic cognition?
After thinking about it this way, Yu Lian's operation of riding the Flame Winged Dragon and invading the safe distance of the Grand Commander before suddenly appearing may be some very profound mystical method.
However, this sneaking method is not quite like his previous style.
...Could it be the handiwork of the dragon rider just now? But, who is that? Among the enemy psychics on the front line, the strongest one is naturally Yu Lian himself, followed by the Miss Bai family codenamed "Tai'a".
Are there any experts?
Before Yeager Soback fell into deep thought, he couldn't help but give himself another slap.
Is this a question that Sobek can ponder? You are obviously just a second-hand swordsman with mediocre talent, but do you really think of yourself as an expert in mysticism? Yeager, Yeager, you also need to know your shame!
Even so, Soback still felt that he should compile these doubts into a detailed report and give it to his comrades in the Knights for careful study.
All in all, what happened just now was a very personal and heroic battle, a battle that was very in line with the aesthetics of the Tirero people. Mystery, legend, drama and other communicable elements are all present.
Even if the top brass is tight-lipped, the "surviving" Imperial Army soldiers will definitely spread this glorious battle example, adding a bit more color to the glory of the "dragon that must not even be named."
Of course, if you are the background of this legend, the situation will be very embarrassing.
"That is to say, he defeated our entire fleet with just one ship?" Lieutenant General Midbexi sighed, with fatigue and helplessness on his brows, which was almost destroyed by exhaustion.
Lieutenant General Laken's condition is quite normal. He was not a party involved, and his personality was quite lively. He even asked with interest: "What was the method of that blow just now?"
"Long Night Meteor. The supreme secret of the Astral Knight's submachine gun skills, a specialized anti-ship style." Soback explained to everyone seriously.
"Ship-to-ship style..." Lieutenant General Laken repeated this word, but it seemed that it did not seem like a logical imperial word, and the expression on his face began to collapse:
"However, as far as I know, the composite armor in the middle section of the Grand Commander Werther is very strong. In addition to the sensors on the bridge, it is also equipped with a fluid shield and an anti-mysterious coating. Is this unable to withstand the opponent's attack?"
"It's just because it can't be blocked, so it's called the anti-ship style." Soback said.
"Oh? Well, this seems reasonable."
"Moreover, the anti-occult coating actually resists the enemy's use of force field jumps and other methods to jump into hyperspace. In the face of direct energy impact and high-temperature burning, it is actually not very good. No, basically non-existent. What a defensive effect. But the 'Long Night Meteor' simulates the effect of a comet."
"I see." I don't know if he really understood it, but Lieutenant General Laken still nodded in admiration.
A fleet navigator also added: "I have also heard of this trick. It is said that it can knock down a space station with one blow. What the official said is that it can be thrown into low-Earth orbit while standing on the ground of the planet. And it can still survive in space. Those who can use this move must be extremely knowledgeable in the empire's mystical knowledge and spiritual martial arts, and even have a high level of understanding of the empire's philosophy."
The chief navigator of the Rakken fleet was a major general and a fourth-circle psyker. As someone who is being complimented, or given additional explanations, what he said is still somewhat convincing. As a result, the senior generals present also showed expressions of uncertainty, as if they had just gained experience.
In fact, even the formal members of the Knights rarely know that the techniques and martial arts they practice can reach such a crazy level.
"So, can we target the star?" Lieutenant General Laken asked abruptly.
"...If it belongs to His Majesty, it should be possible, right?" Lieutenant General Midbexi said.
The two generals suddenly showed longing expressions, as if they were paying homage to His Majesty the Emperor. They had to be called loyal.
However, these two people naturally look forward to each other when they are here, but they always seem to have a bit of yin and yang. Anyway, Soback does feel this way.
The ensuing discussion suddenly went a little too far.
"Speaking of which, that, that, no, that devil dragon who cannot even be named, what kind of trick did he use? Well, isn't the Long Night Meteor a secret martial skill of the Knights? How did he learn it?"< br>
"He knew it before. During the Judgment War, he faced off against the predators. After blowing up the bridge of the bearded monster's dreadnought, he captured it directly. That ship is still on Earth. It was said that it was changed to Museum? ”
"Are we thankful that the Grandmaster Werther was not directly captured?"
"I asked how he learned it."
"It's not news that His Majesty admires him, and there is also her."
"If you put it this way, they are the same kind."
After all, the community and the empire also had a honeymoon period, and the magic dragon who must not even be named was also a guest of the imperial royal family. But no matter what the entanglements in the past history were, the current reality is very simple. The enemies of the empire used the secrets of the empire's martial arts to kill the empire's generals.
Probably because of such an impact, everyone's three views were a little frustrated, and they began to let themselves go. However, the senior officers present were all smart people after all.
They all knew that their topic had a slightly treasonous meaning, and after exchanging awkward glances, they all decided to forget it.
As a result, the atmosphere in the conference room became less solemn, and people began to think about what to do next.
First of all, regardless of the class of the war dead, it is still completely acceptable to only talk about battle losses.
Two Silver Knight-class battlecruisers and a Corona-class dreadnought are the only three victims in this fleet of 270 battleships. The injury rate was just over 1%. At first glance, it couldn’t be called battle damage, but at most natural wear and tear.
However, again, low battle losses is good news. But battle damage only occurs on battleships or even flagships, which is a ghost story.
Of course, with the conversation just now, everyone can at least convince themselves that it is not that they are incompetent, but that the enemy is too powerful. After all, they are the same kind as His Majesty the Emperor. Isn't it normal to be powerful?
At this time, everyone also received news from the other two support fleets.
They are the Baiai fleet at the rear of Earl Star Gap, and the fleet of Vice Admiral Tossen who is still operating in the Lucknar Corridor on the other side.
The former will arrive in four hours. By that time, the size of the fleet gathered in the small A4 galaxy will exceed 800 ships. With this force alone, it can be regarded as one of the top five combat forces in the universe.
As for Vice Admiral Tossen's fleet, the original goal was to speed up and sail out of the corridor as quickly as possible to see if it was possible to detour to the other exit of the far shore nebula and complete the interception of the Earth's fleet.
As we all know, when besieging an enemy who is in dire straits, the heaviest and most dangerous task is to intercept them from behind. However, considering that Vice Admiral Tossen is a Letalin, he is one of the few non-human fleet commanders in the Galactic Empire. Isn't this kind of dangerous job that can show off in front of senior officials just right? Shouldn't it be given to him?
This is the great kindness His Majesty the Emperor shows to non-human people.
Vice Admiral Karaman turned to the Nebula branch to pursue the Athena, while Vice Admiral Tossen quickly passed through the corridor to complete the last link of the encirclement net. This was the result of the discussion between the two Imperial Fleet Admirals in charge of the Lucanar Corridor.
If everything goes well, maybe the main force of the Earth fleet can be eliminated in the narrow passage of the far shore nebula.
However, after receiving the news that Lieutenant General Karaman was attacked and killed in battle, Lieutenant General Tossen would be too brave and radical if he continued to proceed according to the original plan.
But in fact, Lieutenant General Tuosen is a veteran who is over a hundred years old. He is the oldest general in the empire's far shore group, and his seniority is longer than that of the old Marshal Ikenluojia.
The average lifespan of a Laitalin is 1.5 times that of humans. Even by the standards of their race, Tossen is a complete veteran. He also made a decision that was prudent and consistent with his identity and age, as well as reality. He ordered the fleet to stop at the entrance system of the Lucanar Corridor, but never moved forward.
To the soldiers of Tuosen's fleet, the vast starry sky and the waterways extending in all directions mean that the enemy may attack from any place. In comparison, the Lucknar Corridor only needs to consider the front, which is much safer.
"If it were me, I would do the same thing." Lieutenant General Midbexi said.
If it were me, I would even turn around and retreat. Sobek thought.
"The key is to consider how to answer the accountability from the rear." Lieutenant General Laken said.
"A detailed report needs to be drawn up. There must be the right person to report. Yes, the right person..." At this point, Lieutenant General Midbexi looked at Sobek with expectation in his eyes.
"Me?" Soback opened his eyes blankly.
"Marshal Ikenluojia and His Royal Highness Shah King must be allowed to fully understand the difficulties here. Especially Lieutenant General Tuosen, he is the most alone now." The lieutenant general tried his best to make the other party understand the current situation.
"But...me?" Soback wanted to slap himself again. He actually thinks this guy is capable.
"Actually, you are one of their own." Lieutenant General Laken said.
"Yes, all of us rely on your impartiality and outspokenness. Especially Mr. Tuosen, he is a good man, but he is the farthest away from the 'category of his own people'. Moreover, His Royal Highness the Shah is that type again." Mi Lieutenant General Debesh said.
So, what type is the Sand King?
Lieutenant General Laken's face was full of sorrow: "A veteran will never die, let alone be let down."
Lieutenant General Midbexi probably felt that his words were very to the point, and he suddenly showed an expression of indescribable sadness, as sad as a philosopher:
"This is our empire, brother Yeager, I hope you can understand what I mean. I also hope that there will not be any sad and thick barriers between us."