Chapter 181 The Battle of Flen (Part 2) (please vote!)
Judging from the situation, although the human fleet was caught by surprise and caused considerable losses to the greenskin fleet in the early stage, their numbers were still at a Disadvantages.
The gap between the two sides is about two to one.
So when the greenskin fleet adjusted their formation, their counterattack began.
A portion of them, approximately one-third, went to engage the fleet led by the battle barge The Mother of Tears, the flagship of the Lamenters Chapter, while the remaining two-thirds, including the flagship The Reef, went to confront A combined fleet composed of the main force of the Imperial Navy and the main force of the Ascetic Chapter.
The greenskins directly adopted assault tactics. A large number of warships suddenly overloaded their engines and rushed towards the human fleet at extremely fast speeds, firing at close range or even ramming them, thereby disrupting the human formation.
Because the human main fleet has a large number of large battleships, the formation change is relatively slow, so it can only adopt a spherical cage array as much as possible to protect the battleships.
So the battle situation quickly evolved into one side with a smaller number, and the two sides kept a certain distance and shot at each other, while the other side had a larger number, entangled with each other and turned into a chaotic battle.
At this time, the green skin's numerical advantage comes into play.
Most human warships have to deal with two or even more green warships on the other side, and the main fleet is surrounded by enemy ships. For example, the Fire of Punishment has more than ten green warships. Leather battleships were shooting at it.
Although the Evernight has been less attacked, it faces the most severe challenges.
"The energy of the void shield has reached its upper limit!"
On the bridge, every observation eye and port was completely white.
The Evernight and the Reef were less than thirty kilometers apart. A large amount of firepower from the two ships was poured on each other's shields, obscuring the entire field of vision.
Sparks continued to explode from the control panel, and the entire row of consoles were severely overloaded. The advanced command servitors became overheated due to the huge data, and at least half of them died ten minutes ago.
Magyar was still sitting on the throne, slowly cleaning the bloody gears of the harvest scythe.
“We must break away.”
Beside him, the fourth company commander of the battle group and the leader of the fleet urged:
“We should keep some distance.”
If compared to people, the two battleships are in the same state as warriors with weapons intersecting. Although the Evernight is not much different in tonnage than the Reefed Ship, she lacks the physical strength of her opponent.
She was a knight, a warrior of graceful refinement and dignity, now engaged in savage combat.
With every moment the two ships were trapped in each other, something continued to die on the Evernight.
While the fourth company commander was speaking, a violent system near the strategy room array threw a charred sailor across the bridge and hit a pipe.
The blows are still continuing, and like the proud ship of mankind, the Rugged Ship has ribs, wounds, and eyes bruised, but this is of no consolation to the master of the fleet.
“No.”
Mazar shook his head, responded softly, and stared intently at the white eyes of the main observer, as if his enhanced sensitivity allowed him to see through something in violation of simple physical laws.
"It will be to their advantage, Chapter Master."
"Then we will give ourselves the upper hand over them, Fourth Captain."
"Sailing so close , we are at risk of collision."
"Now that we are in battle, blood will be shed."
"Then at least let me recall the Punishing Fire, and between the two of us, we-"
"No."
Mazar never raised his voice, but had experience My ears could detect that will in his deep voice and in every hard syllable he uttered.
"Keep them at a certain distance and stationary, maintain the battle line, and try not to mix with the greenskin warships."
The fourth company commander turned to his screen, and electricity burst out on the screen . "Understood."
The battle situation was tense for a while, with battleships constantly exploding, or being injured and withdrawing from the battle, and some battleships collided with each other and died together.
When war becomes a mere numbers game, the Greenskins are in their favorite situation.
Even some green-skinned warships have begun to launch gang warfare against human capital ships, but without exception they have been repelled by the Astartes deployed above - every capital ship participating in the battle, above At least one squad of Astartes is deployed, specifically to prevent gang jumping.
But if you keep doing this, there will always be times when you fail——
Just as the greenskins' attention was completely attracted by the battle in front of them.
It emerged from the warp without warning.
Groups of transport ships, frigates, and a handful of cruisers spread out in a wide array in front of the wound created by their re-entry into the material universe.
The Starfire floated at their center, its slender hull shining in the dim starlight.
On the throne on the bridge, the chapter leader of the Astral Knights silently stared at the light of destruction bursting on the battlefield and listened to the cry of death.
As he listened and read the data from the augurs, they told him that the time had come.
“Let’s go.”
Without any extra orders, the entire fleet began to speed up.
The greenskin fleet that was engaged in fierce battle did not pay too much attention to this sudden "small fleet" - the fleet was basically fuel transport ships, as well as lightly armed material transport ships.
Then, as this strange fleet approached, each frigate opened fire, turning all the large wrecks into burning dust.
A part of the greenskin fleet hurriedly rushed to intercept this fleet, but it was already accelerating, like a cluster of flaming arrows falling from the night sky, rushing towards the core of the battlefield.
The Starfire took the lead, firing at any ships that blocked it, killing some of them, while the rest tumbled behind it like wreckage leaking various substances.
On the throne, Soshyan stared at the image of the ancient space junk that had been marked as the green flagship, gradually getting larger in front of the observation deck of the bridge.
Ships from both sides are filled with asteroid belts, and human fleets are entrenched in different directions.
At this moment, both sides smelled a pause, but the greenskins were obviously more sluggish.
The huge promethium transport ships and ammunition barges also began to speed up under heavy escort. They themselves were fragile, but both sides deployed their formations, which allowed them to be shielded from enemy fire.
The Starfire continued to pounce on a group of green-skinned light battleships that had just turned.
The flames engulfed the shields, leaving grooves on the gray iron hull, and then the main structure was torn apart and destroyed.
The macro cannon has been loaded, and the timing fuses in each warhead have also started operating.
At the same time, the transport fleet was also under the cover of the frigate, dragging armor fragments along the way at high speed.
They began to burn, their hulls peeling away in molten metal as they plunged straight into the fangs of enemy fire.
Wave after wave of shells and beams of energy battered their fragile shields and smashed into the bows, but the outline of the greenskin fleet filled the view of their bridges, and they could only move forward. ——There are only a few crew members and a large number of servitors on it, and it is impossible to make any posture adjustments.
In order to provide them with protection, the frigates were not afraid of gunfire. They bravely positioned their hulls directly across the transport ship and the enemy, and threw rows of torpedoes.
A small number of green-skinned warships seemed to realize the attacker's intentions and began to scatter, but it was too late.
Transport ships loaded with fuel and explosives began to disengage——
(End of this chapter)