Notra Province, Eighth Star Field, Nobayar System, Mayadis Fortress.

This fortress is the eastern gateway to the central field, defending the only large wormhole that can enter the central field. If a large fleet wants to reach the central star field quickly, it can only choose a large wormhole guarded by four fortresses.

To the east of the Mayadis Fortress Keeper, the wormhole can only be entered if the entire fortress and its attached fleet are destroyed. The 1st and 2nd Fleets of the Black Purgatory are heading here. In a short time, the attack and defense of the eastern fortress will officially begin, and the other three fortresses will also have the fleet of the Dark Purgatory, and a large-scale offensive and defensive battle will be staged.

Shachel, the commander of the First Fleet, and Mickmis, the commander of the Second Fleet, were discussing the upcoming battle to attack and defend the fortress, after all, it was Finnet Good's order, and there was that mysterious bloody eye, and of course the two of them didn't want any accidents.

Both of them were in their own separate cabins, so as not to be disturbed by other people's conversations.

Shachel was the commander of the first squadron, and his status was somewhat higher than that of the other five squadrons. What's more, his own strength is also the strongest among the six, and he is already at the peak of the middle god emperor, and it is likely to break through in the near future. With his strength, in front of Phoebit Good, he still has a sense of fear like an ordinary person.

The six Commanders couldn't see how far Finnetgood's strength had reached, so they all respected FinnetGood, after all, this was a strong man's world.

Mickmis looked at Shachel in the projection in front of him, and then said what he thought. "Shachel, do you think this all-out assault on the province of Notra will be successful?"

"Is this ......" Shachel replied after a moment's thought. We have wiped out more than half of the fleet in the province of Notra, and the remaining five fortresses will be breached. I'm pretty sure we're going to make it. ”

"I think so too, but I don't know if we think the same way, so I asked this question." Mickmis looked pleased to hear Shachel's answer.

Just as Mickmis was about to continue asking questions, his lieutenant suddenly informed the fleet that they had arrived in a space that was a light away from the target.

The same was true for Shachel, who was also informed by the adjutant. Letting the lieutenant go first, Shachel then spoke to Mickmis. "Mickmis, that's all for today. Now that we're not far from there, let's get ready. ”

Finishing their communication, Shachel went to the next conference room. The adjutant was waiting for Shasil inside, and when he saw Shasil coming in, he immediately stood up and said respectfully. "Commander, when are we going to attack?"

"Bam, don't be in such a hurry." Shachel seemed very calm, as if he didn't pay attention to the next battle. "Let's take a good rest and get ready for another attack."

"The Commander has a point, but Bam is too anxious." Bam was told this by Shahir and felt that he was in a hurry.

Bam said goodbye to Shachel and went back to take care of the fleet's rest. After all, the next fortress attack and defense battle was not as easy as it had been experienced before.

Shachel was left alone, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and from time to time he would smile strangely.

After staying for half an hour, Shachel got up and left to return to his separate cabin.

On the other side, the Mayadis Fortress.

The original garrison fleet here consisted of less than a thousand ships of various types, including a hundred auxiliary ships. Due to the sudden and large-scale assault of Pitch Black Purgatory, Parady urgently sent a small defensive fleet to each of the four fortresses. Although there were only 200 defensive ships per fleet, it was still useful for strengthening the fort's defenses.

In addition, the remnants of the troops that escaped from the nearby systems continue to gather here, and so far, more than 500 warships of various types have been gathered. As a result, the Mayadis Fortress was able to fight with a scale of 1,500 warships.

At this time, a large number of personnel were busy in the combat command center of Mayadis Fortress. Because they all know that the enemy will soon attack here, they need to hurry up and take countermeasures.

The commander of the garrison, General Greygulin, was listening to the regular briefings of the intelligence chief, keeping abreast of the latest situation between friend and foe so that he could make the right judgment.

A middle-aged man with a somewhat gloomy feeling pointed to the projection screen and explained to all the people present at the senior officer level and above. "Ladies and gentlemen, the situation is very critical now, the enemy fleet is less than a light away from the fortress and can attack at any time. Based on the information sent back by the reconnaissance forces, we can conclude that the enemy fleet is very strong. There are two giant motherships alone, and there are more than 100 battleships of various types. Together with the other warships and auxiliary ships, the total size of the ships is 3,000. ”

"What? So many ships, where the hell did the Dark Purgatory get so many ships? Hearing the intelligence chief explain the location and size of the opposing fleet, General Delineus, who was in charge of one of the four sub-fortresses for defense, jumped to his feet and cursed.

"Delines, don't interject, finish listening to Starkey." Seeing Delines suddenly interject, Gregulin was very displeased.

"I promise not to interject, General Greygulin." Seeing that the general was displeased, Delines immediately assured him and shut up.

Starkey saw Gregulin motioning for him to continue, and continued to explain to the group. "According to the conclusions drawn in the past, with such a large number of enemy fleets, there must be a large number of powerful fighters. Combined with this information, I believe that our defenses are not strong enough to withstand their attacks. The only thing we could do was to stop their attack as best we could and wait for reinforcements to arrive. ”

After listening to Starkey's narration, everyone present was silent, and all of them had a confused expression about the future.

Gregulin himself understands them very well, after all, until now, it has been their side that has been defeated, until the second line of defense behind this side, I don't know if the road can hold out until the reinforcements arrive.

Just as Gregulin was about to say something, suddenly the alarm sounded, and it was a special siren at the worst of the situation.

Soon a mid-ranking officer hurriedly pushed open the door and ran in to report to Gregulin. "General Gregulin, something is wrong. The enemy fleet is already less than three million kilometers away from us, and soon it will reach the range distance, and the battle is about to begin. ”

"It's finally coming." Gregulin appeared very calm and calm, calming the chaotic scene. "Be quiet, what should come will always come, and no one can stop it. It's nice if everybody does their own thing. Now everyone is back to their posts, ready for the battle that is about to begin.

The crowd, who had been very confused, were all awakened by General Gregulin's words, and they regained their composure.

Next, they heeded General Greygulin's words and left the place one after another, returning to their own jobs and completing their own work.

Once everyone had left, Gregulin stepped out and headed for the central command center, where he would command and control the troops in defensive operations.

Although it is impossible for the Mayadis Fortress to stop the enemy's advance, it will be able to delay the necessary time and destroy more of the enemy's vitality, which will relieve a lot of pressure on the Silaslundes Fortress, which is the most difficult backline. ”

He can only pray that the reinforcements will arrive a little sooner, and that the most rearguard will not be broken through, and it will be too late.

At the operational command and control center of one of the giant motherships, Shachel was listening to a report from Adjutant Bam.

Adjutant Bam explained the situation to Shachel. "Commander, after the correction, the fleet is only three million kilometers away from the target, is it time to attack."

Shachel was about to speak, when suddenly a projection screen came on, flashing the figure of Mickmis. He looked at Shachel and Bam and said. "Shasil. You're so close to each other. If you want to attack, I have to attack first. ”

"Mickmis, don't worry. Your fleet will be the first to attack, and I won't rob you. Shachel replied with a smile.

"That's what you said, don't regret it then." Mikmis received Shachel's answer and reconfirmed.

"No, don't worry." Shachel reassured, and then returned to the point. "Mikmis, now that you can attack, try to send some warships to see what is going on at that fortress. If the defense is not strong, then we will launch a formal attack. ”

"Okay, Shachel, I'll arrange for someone to go." Mickmis replied very cheerfully. "In that case, then I'll flash first, and you can talk slowly."

As soon as he said the last word, Mickmis turned off the communication, and presumably went to arrange for manpower.

Shachel sighed helplessly and said to his adjutant Bam. "This Mickmis is like this every time, I really can't stand his character."

"What the commander said, and his subordinates think so." Every time Bam saw Mickmis, he would think that the prison master would appoint such a person to be the commander of a detachment, and he did not understand it very much.

"Bam, you arrange for the fleet to stay here first, and see how that fortress will respond to our attack." Shachel thought for a moment, then instructed Adjutant Bam.

"It's good, the commander, the subordinates will arrange it." Bam accepted Shashir's order and immediately went over to make arrangements.

Shachel muttered to himself as he looked at the figure of the fortress on the projection screen, imagining what it would look like when it was completely destroyed. "I don't know what happened to the other three directions of the road, and at this time it should be almost time to start a fortress battle. There must be no problem on the prison master's side, but the two directions are uncertain, and I hope nothing happens. ”