Not long after the alliance dispatched troops, they encountered an encounter between the Imperial Army and the Dark Star Fleet in the Madkuz star field on the border of Gemini.
The scale of the two sides in this encounter is not large. Visually, the imperial side is a battalion of the Capital Defense Army, with more than 40 small warships; While exploring the road, he was discovered by the Capital Defense Force, and a fierce exchange of fire ensued.
There are more than a hundred warships in total between the two warring parties, and no one expected that the alliance army would pass by the battlefield at this time. Therefore, when thousands of fleets from the Glory Legion arrived, both sides in the fierce battle were stunned!
At that time, the leader of the alliance was none other than the new commander-in-chief Anatoly Don Kaleyan. When Kaleyan saw that the Dark Star Hall was a straggler, he immediately labeled it a "broiler"; and when he saw the Imperial Army, he was happy on the spot.
— This imperial army has about forty warships. Although the number is small, the ships are strong and brand new, and all kinds of high-tech equipment are as dazzling as fireflies in the dark night. In particular, the interstellar missiles that poured out as if they didn't need money, against the background of the vast universe, bloomed thousands of beams of breathtaking golden light, and each beam seemed to be shouting at the top of their voices: "I'm rich! I'm rich!" rich!"
Local tycoon! Absolutely local tyrants!
All the members of the alliance were blinded by this glamorous aura of local tyrants. Lieutenant General Mo Wen connected to the headquarters of the mothership and asked inconceivably, "Who is this?"
Kaleyan said, "Well, I don't know, it must be above major general."
The empire is different from the alliance. The position of marshal of the empire has been shamelessly concurrently held by the emperor ("No one in the empire can match the glory of Marshal Celia except me!"), so the actual head of the military is the general.
Since it is the leader, it must not be everywhere like the Chinese cabbage that has been reduced in price. Up to now, only four general titles have been awarded, and three of the four are posthumous titles—how else can Anders Aaron is the king of the word side by side.
And the lieutenant generals below Anders Aaron became the actual power group of the imperial military. In fact, there are not many people in this power group: the empire has only been established for fifty years, and most of the outstanding military exploits were exhausted in the first Galactic War. Most of the current lieutenants are brothers and sisters who rebelled with the emperor back then. , and now there are only more than twenty people left. There are also a very small number of latecomers like Isaac, who have made iron-blooded achievements on the battlefield that cannot be filed away with a shovel. Those who drive are embarrassed to be a lieutenant general.
On the other hand, the alliance has good genetic technology and a long life expectancy. Guang Xilia alone has cultivated countless high-level generals like a leek, and many of them have served for hundreds of years like Lieutenant General Mo Wen. In addition, Admiral Abel, who climbed up on his own, was directly appointed by the parliament skipping the military department, and has not had time to eliminate him because of his family background... Let's put it this way, the lieutenant generals of the alliance are counted in hundreds , and there are less than forty generals and generals in the empire.
So the imperial general Jingui, although everyone was paid dead wages, but the military resources were all the top local tyrants among the local tyrants.
"Space tactics are not enough, so use gold dollars to make up for it." Kaleyan was still out of shape after becoming a marshal, lazily put one foot on his knee, and sighed in the large command seat: "Look This tactic is to use the energy tide when the missile explodes to resist the suction of space. I don’t think about what to do if the missile is finished? But then again, the fleet of only forty ships is equipped with tens of thousands of interstellar missile heads. The army is really extravagant beyond imagination..."
Lieutenant General Mo Wen reminded: "According to the rules of the battlefield, we should rush to rescue our friendly troops now, Anatoly."
"Ah—don't worry, let me guess who is in this fleet, shouldn't it be a little boy? According to me, Celia is still too soft-hearted towards him. If I knew it, I should have gotten more from the empire. The things are back! Anyway, putting them in their hands is a waste of money... "
"Marshal Kaleyan!" At this moment, the adjutant Colonel Bigger hurried over and gave a military salute: "Emergency communication from friendly forces! Please talk to our supreme commander!"
After the coalition, the empire and the alliance opened up a battlefield communication channel to facilitate the communication and cooperation between the two armies. This kind of communication between high-level officials can be released immediately as long as they are allowed. Kaleyan scratched his head with great interest, then turned to Lieutenant General Mo Wen, "Who do you think it is?"
"No matter who it is, rescue should be carried out immediately at this time," Mo Wen said helplessly.
"When will your rigid personality change?" Kaleyan was almost helpless, and waved to the adjutant: "Come in—"
Before the words were finished, the adjutant pressed the communicator, and then the three-dimensional image of Admiral Anders Aaron suddenly jumped into the air, and he said angrily: "Kaleyan! Did you enjoy watching the show?! The rescue treaty is a dog's belly!" Did you go, you bastard?!"
Kaleyan: "..."
Mo Wen: "..."
There was a loud bang, and the projection on Aaron's side shook violently a few times, and then the commander of the Imperial Army screamed: "The suction of space has increased again, Admiral Aaron! Please order the ninth batch of interstellar neutron bombs to be dropped! Quick! !"
"..." Kaleyan said sincerely: "Actually, I was thinking about the battle plan just now. By the way, have you ever thought about entering the Imperial Heroes Memorial Hall? I can help you..."
boom! There was a louder bang, and the screen shook. Admiral Aaron grabbed the communicator and yelled: "Do you want to go to the military court?! I can help you! If you don't come here, I will hit the alliance with the next missile. I will help you!" You are welcome to enter the Alliance Heroes Memorial!!"
There was a click and the screen was cut off suddenly. Kaleyan rushed to the podium to take a look, and he found that the imperial flagship was facing the rain of bullets flying across the country, and moved the largest muzzle to the alliance. The tragedy of your death together.
"...It's too rascal..." Marshal Kaleyan's face was full of black lines, and he didn't notice Lieutenant General Mo Wen's expressionless expression. After a long while, he finally shook his head helplessly, and waved his hand to Adjutant Bige: "Send an order to launch an attack on the Dark Star Fleet! Surround the flanks in a pincer formation, and prepare to release nuclear fusion fighters!"
The situation on the battlefield immediately changed drastically.
The moment the alliance army intervened, the Dark Star Fleet retreated across the board, with flanks rushing out from both sides, and began to cover the escape of the main force; Next, the suicide attack of the nuclear fusion drone was used to seal the enemy's escape route, and then it neatly bypassed the space crack opened by the Dark Star Fleet desperately.
The commander of the Imperial Capital Defense Force stared dumbfounded, and asked Aaron for a long while: "—how did they do it?"
"Spatial countermeasures," Aaron said coldly, "The Dark Star Hall forcibly distorts the energy waves to create a higher-dimensional space entrance, and the Shining Legion uses anti-energy technology and the commander's precise judgment to create space at the most appropriate location." Timing, correct the distorted energy released by the Dark Star Hall to control the size and orientation of space cracks, thus creating the possibility of avoiding space suction.”
The commander wondered: "It's only possible? Isn't that very dangerous?"
"How can there be any non-dangerous tactics on the battlefield? People in the alliance have long been used to bloodshed. What's more, they are different from the Imperial Army. We all thought it was unnecessary to do military training, but he still insisted on doing it. Thinking about it now, he should have expected the return of the Dark Star Hall a long time ago."
At this moment, countless warships of the Glorious Legion inserted into the enemy camp like blades, instantly breaking the Dark Star Hall into pieces, and cutting it into dozens of fragments that were difficult to respond to!
——It was only at this moment that the Dark Star warriors finally realized that they had nowhere to escape. A few seconds later, they released thousands of dragonriders, rushing towards the Glory Legion like a dense swarm of bees!
Dark Star Dragon Riders are not easy-going in space battles at all, they are no different from hummingbirds, otherwise they would not have specially developed bio-light armor. But at this moment, thousands of dragonriders wrapped in light charged towards them as if committing suicide, and that formation was enough to be called majestic, which made people startled!
"Admiral Aaron! Please order us to join the battle!" The imperial commander suddenly got up and said in a voiceless voice: "If you use our powerful firepower—"
"Forget it, Kaleyan can handle it."
The commander was startled, only to hear Aaron snort lightly, "Does that bastard need your help? Stop joking..."
Facts have proved that Aaron's understanding of Kaleyan is still correct-just as they were talking, the alliance warship suddenly pulled away from the enemy's formation, interlocking like iron chains, and then turned into a large iron wall. network!
This formation would take a lot of time even if the empire's most powerful fighter force could do it. However, the formation of the alliance changed extremely quickly. They were completely assembled before the dragonriders in the front row attacked, and then they all fired eye-catching cannons. Light. The ferocious particle flow was like a hurricane, hitting the enemy head-on in a thousandth of a second, crushing all the dragonriders into the vortex of death, and the entire battlefield suddenly became the hell of the Dark Star Fleet !
There was no suspense about the battle situation so far. Kaleyan slumped on the command chair, propped his chin with one hand, and muttered uninterestedly: "I really want to see the expression on that general's face..."
The word admiral seems to have a lazy and slightly mocking meaning in his mouth. Mo Wen glanced at him disapprovingly, before he had time to say anything, he suddenly heard the personal communicator in Kaleyan's hand turned on, and then Aaron's 3D projection automatically jumped out: "Did you enjoy the performance?"
Lieutenant General Mo Wen was taken aback: "He has your private communication password?"
Kareyan: "In the new Kremlin, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs asked us to exchange. I guess their intention was to make the negotiators get along better..."
Mo Wen: "Are you in harmony?"
Kaleyan: "Oh no no, actually I meant to call him at three o'clock in the middle of the night to remind him to get up and pee."
Mo Wen: "..."
Aaron: "I'm sorry that my communication channel is closed at nine o'clock in the evening. What are you talking about? Comrade Kaleyan, what is your posture? Is this the posture you should have as a union marshal?!"
Kaleyan switched hands and continued to support his chin: "As a winner, I can take any posture I want, bear with it, boy No. 2."
Aaron: "What did you call me! Kaleyan! You repeat it to me!..."
The overwhelming particle flow completely strangled the Dark Star Fleet, and the Dragon Knights, accompanied by the huge ghost warship, turned into cosmic dust and disappeared in an instant across the galaxy. After the energy tide dissipates, there will be no light left here, and the vast space will sweep the corpses of the defeated to countless light-years away, and then turn them into molecules and atoms, scattered on the edge of the vast universe.
The Alliance Fleet sailed forward slowly, and the Capital Defense Army was not too far away from their flanks. Looking out from the porthole, it looked like a few faint stars. Kaleyan withdrew his gaze from the window, raised his eyebrows and looked at the realistic 3D projection beside him: "So why did you appear here?"
Aaron sneered when he heard the words: "Why can't I be here?"
"Oh—if you don't want to say it, forget it."
Kaleyan then continued to look at the star map with his hands propped up in boredom, completely treating the general of the empire as air. There was an eerie silence in the headquarters of the alliance mothership, and after a long while, Aaron finally said coldly: "I killed a few nobles, and now I want to send their heads to the capital..."
When it came to killing people, the arrogance in his tone was undisguised, but Kaleyan was unmoved. He turned the page of the star map and asked, "Is there any noble in the empire?"
The so-called imperial nobles are just businessmen who provided material support and political investment to the Imperial Army during the First Galactic War. After Heinrich ascended the throne, he kept his promise and gave them titles, fiefdoms and various privileges. However, these nobles soon became moths on the huge warships of the empire, wantonly devouring all kinds of amazing wealth.
The reason why the Imperial Army had repeatedly failed in the previous battles with the Dark Star Hall, apart from the defeat in the space battle, had a lot to do with the nobles' complacency and unwillingness to cooperate.
Aaron heard the ridicule in Kaleyan's voice, but he didn't refute. He just said indifferently: "Whoever it is, they will be honest if they are scared after killing them. Otherwise, everyone will think that they are the emperor. This battle How do you keep fighting?"
Kaleyan asked casually: "Aren't you annoyed by your self-assertion?"
This question was actually very unintentional, but it instantly reminded Aaron of another thing: "By the way, how is Marshal Celia?"
"..." Kaleyan's hand that was flipping through the star map stopped immediately: "Why are you asking this?"
Ever since the emperor, with the tacit consent of the empire and the alliance, impersonated and ran around Venus Mercury, it seemed that some secret had been revealed in secret. Everyone knew that the other party knew about it, but everyone pretended Did not know that the other party already knew. It seems that as long as no one mentions it, that incident can be pretended that it never happened, and it will pass peacefully.
——However, in the eyes of everyone in the empire, this incident must never be regarded as never happened; not only must it have happened, but it must also be mentioned frequently to increase the sense of existence, and it is best to step on three meals a day. To get in touch with the alliance, it would be even better if I could see the protagonist of the incident, Marshal Celia, with my own eyes.
"Your Majesty was very happy when he came back that day. He didn't sleep all day long, forced the military department to accompany him to work overtime in the middle of the night, and talked to those Alphas with families in the military department about parenting. How could those Alphas know how to take care of their children? Everyone was going crazy, so Elder Longfellow went to the New Fontainebleau Palace to protest several times, and it is said that he took two large bottles of antihypertensive medicine after returning." Aaron stared at Kaleyan with a half-smile With a glance, the expression on his face was indescribably twitching: "—You said, what did His Majesty see on Venus Mercury that made him so excited as if he had taken medicine?"
For a moment, Kaleyan's face was complicated, but then it turned into a broken and broken calm. He rolled his eyes and asked, "How do I know the inner world of the little boy?"
"Oh—you don't know? Then answer me how is Marshal Celia doing? Why haven't I seen him in months? If there is something wrong..."
"—I'm sorry to interrupt, Marshal Kaleyan." Before Aaron's proud words fell, Adjutant Bigger suddenly interjected, and then walked forward and said in embarrassment: "I'm so sorry, an emergency order from the command post Already, I appointed Marshal Kaleyan to answer in person."
Kaleyan looked up: "Who?"
"It's the commander of the Celia Legion, asking you to go to Fabras Fortress immediately—"
At the same time, on the imperial flagship, Aaron was pricking his ears to hear something, when suddenly he was slapped on the shoulder by the commander: "Admiral, I'm sorry that His Majesty the Emperor sent you an urgent message, asking you to go to the designated place immediately."
Aaron hurriedly turned his head: "Who? Little boy?"
Commander: "..."
"Your Majesty requests that you go to the designated place immediately," the commander shook the communicator in his hand, and said in a good-tempered manner, "It's Fabras Fortress, where the coalition headquarters is temporarily set up. Discuss the battle plan."