From the tiniest elementary particles, to the vaster superclusters.

From the moment the universe was born, an eternal order was established.

In the billions of years since the beginning of the star, countless days and nights have alternated with each other, and the long journey will never end.

When dawn cuts through the darkness, a corner of the star is revealed.

Black battleships emerge from the starry sky, sporadic ships sail into the distance, stars illuminate countless missiles, and also illuminate hellish battlefields.

The starting star, which departs at 30 kilometers per second, finally no longer hides everything that just happened.

This planet, which is not the mother planet but is home, may also have its own unbearable and sighs.

Command ship.

Tang Hao's somewhat tired voice sounded.

"Have all the ships been evacuated?"

"Lord Shenjun, there are some survivors around StarClan, and it will take a little time to rescue them."

Tang Hao, who was sitting on the original chair, slowly turned his head while his fingers were flying, and glanced at him with an extremely serious expression: "They are all our heroes, and we can't be sinners!" ”

"Order the fleet to stop the rescue and stop the Starclan from advancing with all your might!"

"Yes!"

Fifteen captains in military uniforms stood respectfully around Tang Hao.

They didn't leave because of Tang Hao's order, because there were more warship captains in the command room, who would complete the orders given by the Divine Monarch for them.

And what they need to do is to inform the Divine Monarch of the changes in the battlefield at any time.

Fifteen captains, fifteen fleets, fifteen battlefields.

Perfect coordination and support mechanisms, and detailed combat and response plans.

This was everything Tang Hao had arranged before he arrived at the battlefield.

It's just that Tang Hao stopped the rescue without any hesitation, and in order to stop the Star Clan, he also began to send the fleet to death.

I don't know if Yu Na will feel surprised and strange when she sees this scene, or a little sad and regretful.

But.

These may no longer be so important to Tang Hao now.

If the Battle of the Xingmen of Kshida was a lingering shadow for Yu Na, then the defeat of the Mo Chen Clan's fleet would be Tang Hao's eternal nightmare.

Therefore, whether it was for the Mo Chen clan or for himself, Tang Hao could only win this battle and could not lose.

As the clock ticks by, the battlefield is constantly changing.

First of all, more Star Clan joined the battlefield, which increased the battle damage index of the Mo Chen Clan's fleet.

Then the Starclan fleet appeared in view, pressing the countdown to the fleet on the verge of collapse.

And due to Tang Hao's partial delegation of power, the captains who have the right to make decisions independently have more pressure on their command.

When the situation became more and more critical, the original coordination became separate operations, and there was even a certain degree of chaos.

With only 5,000 and 70 warships left, it seemed that there was no chance of winning the war.

Despair and reluctance permeated the entire command room, and the initial enthusiasm for avenging his fellow clan gradually cooled.

Although the noisy sound has not abated, it is already full of panic and confusion.

Just when everyone thought the situation could not be reversed.

Tang Hao, who sent out the last paragraph, put away his trembling five fingers with a tired expression, stood up in the panic of the fifteen captains, and asked calmly: "You have done a good job just now, why are you still depressed one by one?" ”

"Lord God, we ......"

Fifteen captains knelt in front of Tang Hao at the same time, but before they could open their mouths to plead guilty with guilt, Tang Hao had already crossed them without stopping, and walked towards the space sand table that commanded the fleet.

"This war is far from over."

Tang Hao seemed to be muttering to himself and seemed to be a declaration, and finally turned into an extremely firm look in his eyes and said: "Order the fleet to withdraw from the battle and immediately assemble with the command ship!" ”

"Yes!"

Everyone in the command room perked up.

This is not only the reason for Tang Hao's identity, but also because of the arrival of the final battle.

For the captains who are aware of the current situation, the fall of the Rising Star is inevitable.

Instead of being tortured and cannibalized by the StarClan, it is better to have a vigorous battle with the StarClan fleet head-on.

But things turned out to be unexpected.

The command ship did leave the battlefield with the frigate and fleet, but there was no trace of the Starclan fleet in front of it except for the void.

The so-called war of the Divine Monarch is far from over, and it seems that it is just a foreshadowing before fleeing.

They didn't evacuate to fight the StarClan fleet.

It's just an evacuation.

The atmosphere in the command room began to become silent, and a pair of eyes were fixed on Tang Hao, as if a silent question and protest.

Tang Hao, who was all focused on the space sand table, naturally didn't notice the strangeness in the command room, but instead clenched his fists and said loudly after changing his eyes several times: "Order the thousand warships at the tail of the fleet to return to the battlefield, we can't let the Star Clan follow the fleet all the time!" ”

Maybe it's been suppressed for too long.

In the face of the order of the Divine Monarch of the Taishen Clan, not only did no one respond this time, but on the contrary, someone came out to stop him: "Lord Divine Monarch! It's impossible to catch up with the fleet at StarClan's speed, and if the fleet loses another thousand ships, we'll no longer have the strength to fight the Starclan! ”

Tang Hao was first surprised, then impatient, and then said angrily: "Execute the order!" ”

"Yes......"

There was a slight regret on the captain's face, but more of a reluctant helplessness.

And when Tang Hao saw this situation, he realized that he had made a mistake.

Yu Na often doesn't understand her own words, and that's because she skipped part of the explanation.

The people in the command room don't know about their plans, and they naturally have different judgments and ideas.

Tang Hao, as the only person with poor information, did not share this kind of information effectively, and he was destined to encounter such a situation.

However, even if it is the same thing, different people have different opinions, and whether it is right or wrong depends entirely on the result.

Position, Position, Identity, Situation, Insight, Ability......

Disagreements never go away, so sharing information completely doesn't always end well.

Especially for rulers, poor information is their advantage and necessary to maintain their position.

As the commander of the Mo Chen clan's fleet, Tang Hao's words should have represented absolute authority, but it was a pity that he did not have such prestige.

So in a limited time, getting the approval of these captains was originally what he needed to do.

But because of the convenience of the identity of the Taishen Clan, Tang Hao did not realize this.

Now that a thousand warships have left the fleet, and countless reinforcements are about to arrive in this starry sky, Tang Hao is not ready to explain anything.

Facing these faces that seemed to have been defeated, Tang Hao just raised his voice and said, "Tell the captains of those battleships who have left, there will be someone to contact them soon, and all they need to do is to use their lives to direct all the Star Clans to the coordinates they received!" ”

There was a stunned look on the faces of the captains in the command room, they didn't know what the hell the Divine Monarch was going to do, but it really didn't seem that the war was over yet.

"Yes."

The captains' answers were not exciting.

Because in most people's minds, even if the Divine Monarch mobilized the Temple fleet, would he be able to defeat the Star Clan?

The captains of the Mo Chen clan fleet did not have confidence, and Tang Hao in front of the space sand table also had no answer.

At this time, on the star orbit of the only node of the Rising Star, a large number of star track priests were running in a hurry, their faces full of anxiety and nervousness.

"There has been a spatial displacement in the star orbit of Baiyan Star, Fuji, you and your people immediately adjust the position of the star!"

"Immediately ask the people of Red River Star, their star orbit stability rate ......"

"Reducing access to Red Mercury ......"

"Attention all! The build rate of Taishen has ......"

With the cacophony of the Star Track Priests, the huge ring of the Node Star Track began to turn.

Blue ripples like waves appear in the center of the ring.

Swirls appeared on the water streak one after another, and gradually expanded and merged until they occupied all the field of vision.

The result is six dreamy spiral eyes.

"Inform the Divine Officer of the Shipping Star Rail that you can start executing the plan!"

Enthusiastic cheers suddenly sounded on the node star track, and many people even fell to the ground and wiped their tears.

In order to fulfill the order of the Divine Monarch, they were almost in a race against time, walking a tightrope between two cliffs.

Connect six nodes at the same time, and there can be no mistakes.

Something that would have been impossible.

In the end, they relied on their own efforts to fulfill the entrustment of Lord Shenjun!

"Senior Burke, the god of the Star Orbit has sent a message, and the error is expected to be no more than ten seconds, can we start here?"

In a military base in Qichenxing, more than a dozen Mo Chen clans wearing military uniforms stood behind a row of launch controllers, looking at an old man with excited expressions.

"Don't worry, we're closer to the shipping star track, let's wait for other people to get in touch."

The serious-faced Burke Elder shook his head, then looked at his dozen or so students and asked, "Have we calculated the order and time of our launch?" ”

More than a dozen middle-aged people sat nervously in front of the screens everywhere, and finally got the results under the rapid tapping of their fingers, and then said excitedly: "Teacher! The Rheint base has entered the countdown to launch, and according to the fifth plan given to us by Lord Shenjun, it can be calculated that we will enter the launch process in one minute and fifteen seconds! ”

Senior Burke immediately walked to the main console, took a deep breath and said, "Prepare for the last adjustment before launch, and compare the data with the people of the academy." ”

"Yes!"

I haven't come to breathe a sigh of relief yet.

Burke's veteran students are engaged in more intense data processing.

And more than a dozen officers of the ground forces also sent messages to their subordinates outside and began to carry out their own tasks.

At this time, the Rheint military base was the farthest away from the shipping star orbit.

Rows of launchers stood tall, carrying 30-meter-high nuclear bombs and silos on the ground, entering the final countdown before launch.

At the same time, the node star track.

Somewhere in the original pale blue whirlpool, countless black dots appeared in an instant.

Immediately after, a spaceship loaded with signal processors rushed out of the node's star orbit at a breakneck speed.

And behind it.

Dense rockets with surging flames and a cluster of missiles like a silver torrent in the rear appeared in the starry sky that was about to be occupied by the Star Clan.