The Dark City, as the car of the Grand Prince Richkov Will, is not as huge and friendless as the Battle Angel. The choice of such an ordinary warship is not because of how low-key Rykov is, but because to prevent the enemy from capturing the king first in a large-scale interstellar war. After all, few people could be as confident as Duke Aimo.

At this moment, under the protection of the 300,000 warships, the Dark City also brushed off its camouflage, and with the assistance of the airship, the shell was removed, revealing the dark surface of the hull that did not reflect any light, and the style of the commander-in-chief was officially revealed. With the central engine not turned on, the pneumatic ship of the battleship was like a pitch-black disc that passed through the fleet array, ghostly and unnoticed.

The Battle Angel's massive body has an open hatch that can directly accommodate the battleship to land. The air vibrated violently as the hatch opened, and before the water vapor could escape, it condensed into ice as the cold temperature rushed into the ship, coiling onto the outer bulkhead and the non-reflective surface of the Dark City.

Rykov's massive body slowly walked towards the ship's board as the levitating staircase spread downward at a constant speed. On both sides of the ground of the ship, the purple-veined insects who had been deliberately screened to welcome Rykov knelt down one after another as Rykov passed, until at the foot of the stairs in front of the corridor door was Aimo who knelt on one knee.

Rykov ignored Aimo, who was kneeling on the ground, and instead walked straight up the steps, turning to face the people below. Then, glowing antennae appear behind the head. Five seconds later, with a burst of applause, the two purple worm people fell to the ground, bleeding to death.

"I see who dares to laugh, if the etiquette is not polite, what kind of system will it be."

The insects who participated in the greeting did not expect that this was the eldest prince who was still checking his thoughts at this time. I could only repeat the prayer over and over again, and my body trembled under such obscenity.

"The duke is flat, and the others kneel until this time tomorrow."

Aimo straightened up, and he didn't say a word about the behavior of the great prince who taught his subordinates a lesson as soon as he came. The special shuttle cabin has already opened the hatch and waited in advance in the nearest corridor wall. Aimo guided Rykov into the shuttle cabin and flew directly to the ship's bridge.

"Or the Battle Angel has a wide field of vision, looking forward to the panoramic view of the blue domain and looking at the whole picture of the fleet."

Aimo always accompanied him respectfully, but he just didn't say a word. Seeing this, Rykov had no choice but to get straight to the point.

"When will the offensive start?"

This kind of pointed question, Aimo can no longer avoid.

"This time, the troops will be attacked, and the city will be attacked, and the heart will be attacked. We just need to stay here and wait for the resources of the Blue Domain home planet to run out, and they will be in chaos. ”

"He thinks they're stupid? In my opinion, stopping here is a waste of time, and it gives them the opportunity to build more warships to resist. ”

"The prince may not know that this Blue Region is a land without food. As long as we hold on here and cut off the supply lines from Gaia, their ecology will collapse first. ”

"What about Gaia?"

"Gaia can't even fight. Not to mention warships and planetary defense systems, 8 antimatter planets alone are enough to annihilate all fleets and the Gaia system. If you want to occupy Gaia, you can only threaten to destroy the Blue Domain. ”

"I think you're only half right. Gaia and Blue Domain, at least one must be attacked, otherwise it will be just like this, and it will not be a deterrent. ”

"It's okay to feint and fall, but if you really attack, the loss is immeasurable. Moreover, the army cannot be exhausted at once, so as to prevent other unknown civilizations from taking advantage of the fisherman. ”

"Hahaha, I have heard that the Battle Angel is thoughtful, and in my opinion, this is inevitably too much to worry about." As he spoke, Rykov picked up the deep space walkie-talkie for the commander-in-chief, and issued an order: "I am Rykov Will, all the warships obey the order, and immediately form a conical charge formation and prepare for battle." ”

Aimo watched Rykov's movements coldly and did not stop them. And at this moment, the real embarrassment was the captain of the battleship who received the notice: the command of the Camon fleet, following the principle of "moving forward from the high", all the commanders of the fleet were clearly classified, and standing above this highest level was the god king Gulista, and the second order was Aimo. As for the princes, there is no specific command level, and when the god king needs them to lead troops, he will divide the troops from outside the command class to the prince separately.

In this battle in the Pearl Harbor, Rykov's troops were allocated by Gulista from Aimo. At the moment of regrouping, although the God King did not explicitly indicate when he divided his troops, according to the convention, the Pearl Harbor operation was completed, and the God King did not have other instructions for the use of troops, and the command of the fleet should be automatically returned to Aimo at the moment of the merger.

However, Rykov chose such an embarrassing time to give the order, which really made the captains of the ships hesitate.

Under the order, for various reasons, some warships still began to move and arrange formations, while others moved slowly, which could be interpreted as a response to the formation, and it was also possible to explain that it was possible to adjust the position. Most of the warships still maintained strict military literacy, standing still, and not giving way to those battleships that crashed straight into them.

"What kind of command is this? There are people who really obey it. "The first to storm ahead of Aimo was Minsaro, who has now been stripped of his three-colored checks and returned to Orange as the leader of the fifth combat team.

After the failure of the second prince's rebellion and imprisonment, Qingyan put away the illusion of clinging to the prince's authority, thinking that as long as he firmly relied on the mountain of Minsaro, the hot commander, he would also have infinite scenery, who would have thought that this moody prince would actually deprive Minsaro of his command authority and identity pattern. Rykov didn't know at this time that he had inadvertently offended this inconspicuous orc little man.

"The Pearl Harbor combat mission has been completed urgently, and our commander-in-chief is Duke Aimo." The blue-eyed speech was clearly transmitted from the deep-space walkie-talkie to the ears of all the captains of the Fifth Combat Group, which strengthened Minsaro's mind, and immediately ordered: "The command signal is not clear, to be verified, the Fifth Combat Group should not move." ”

The wartime holographic projection of the Battle Angel accurately puts the movements of each ship in front of the bridge. Rykov memorized exactly all the ships that carried out his orders. At the same time, Aimo also glanced at the dynamics of the battleship and knew it in his heart. But for such an embarrassing order, he did not intend to end the scene, and still watched the joke continue to play out with a cold eye.

Everyone in the fleet, seeing that the atmosphere is getting more and more awkward, no one thinks of how to break the siege. The few battleships that moved in response to the call could not wait for the second order after forming a small, non-small conical charge formation in the direction of the Blue Domain home star. And most of the warships that moved the position of the battleship in an attempt to get through the trick did not have the courage to follow into the cone array.

The entire fleet array returned to silence, the air seemed to be still, and only the awkward atmosphere continued to ferment. Rykov knew that he couldn't get off the stage, so he looked down at Aimo, who was slightly shorter than him, and said, "Yo, will the general be killed by the king?" How loyal your men are. I just don't know how my father will feel when he learns that you are passive on the front line. ”

The Dark City sailed out of the Battle Angel's outer capsule again, and it had regained its camouflage, like ordinary warships that sailed out one after another, drowning in the vast array of ships, coming and leaving without a name.

However, the news of the battle between the Grand Prince and the Duke of Aimo for operational command soon spread throughout the Camun fleet.

"After all, the duke is the commander-in-chief, and without their orders, you dare to really run to set up the formation."

"Huh. You don't have a long eye, do you? Aimo is now a battle angel, what will he be if he can't keep it? Think about it again, the third prince is hanging, and the second prince has the stain of rebellion, who is the only heir? ”

"That's right, but it seems that we don't have the sight to see it."

"Pay attention next time, young man. Let me tell you a secret, it is not certain whether Aimo can command this war to the end, according to reliable sources, the eldest prince has already set off to return to Carmon to apply for command from the God King, and he will definitely divide his troops when he comes back, and he wants to move forward, so I don't need to tell you how to fight for it, right? ”

"Don't talk about it, Aimo is here."

Wangfeng's words, the two captains who had finally met on the Battle Angel fled separately in a panic. Aimo saw the panic as they fled, but didn't delve into what they were talking about. This has happened many times these days, and Aimo can only be surprised. The threat of the Blue Regions had slowly dissipated with the arrival of the fleet in the city, and at this moment, since the meeting of the Great Prince, another more powerful cloud had loomed over Aimo's heart.

"Duke, all the members of the Darkmoon Einsatzgruppen have been allocated." Wujiang stood outside the door holding a small stereo imager.

"Put it over there. How is the orc self-control system established? ”

"The military is relatively easy to handle, and most of them follow the original management model."

"Well, so I'm putting pressure on you?"

"It's not a lot of pressure, how to quantify the population points and how to divide the territory is relatively trivial. It is also normal for Duke Ari to deny the plan. ”

Unexpectedly, this upright stupid cow will also learn to be tactful one day. You go down first! ”

Instead of following Aimo's order, Wujiang stood still and stopped.

"What? Anything else to say? ”

"I have a lot of questions."

"Then you can pick up the most important question."

"You've looked at my memories so many times, and you know that I'm a member of the Darkmoon Einsatzgruppen. Others don't know, I know, after this eradication of the Blue Domain people, you zergmen will definitely carry out another 'big cleansing' of the orcs, others don't know, but I know that the so-called orc self-control is meaningless, just to increase the number of orcs and help you win this victory. I know what you have to do, why do you still keep me alive to help you form some orc alliance? ”

"Haha, it's still so upright. I knew you were going to ask, but I didn't expect you to hold on until now. It's a pity I can't promise you anything. I'm not going to brainwash you and tell you that the Darkmoon Protestant accounts are all wrong. Nor will I assure you that your so-called purge will not happen. I can't even promise you anything. I don't beat around the bush with you, and tell you that you're a test subject. ”

"Experiments? What to experiment? ”

Seeing that Aimo not only did not get angry when he heard his question, but also said goodbye to the haggard look just now, and even a little excited, Wujiang also said goodbye to timidity, but as Aimo's answer penetrated his ears, Wujiang's expression became more and more cold.

"Tell us what you think. If one day, all the orcs know the secrets you know, the Kamon orcs and the wormmen, will it be possible for the two races to coexist peacefully? ”

Wujiang had secretly guessed Aimo's motives many times, but when Aimo asked him like this, he never thought that this battle angel's idea was so bold: "How can it be possible to coexist peacefully, the Great Riot is the best example." ”

"Ha, you think the same way as most bugmen. Have you carefully analyzed the riots? The root cause is not that the orcs know those secrets; Rather, it was the sudden absence of faith that made them feel deceived by the worms. The root cause is deception. Let's talk about you, why is the main messenger of the Great Riot a lion man who once had a very strong faith, Funnick, instead of you, a bull who knows everything and has close contacts with alien spies, and is more likely to succeed in the riot? ”