And in the middle of these five light years, the home star of the Protoss made the final adjustments near a red dwarf star, and Mo Ran only now knew that the expedition ship of the Protoss was actually the divine tree on the home star of the Protoss. The distance of five light years seems very huge, but in fact, after putting tens of thousands of warships of the Protoss in the middle, it seems very crowded, this crowding is only theoretical, in the real space, there is still enough space between each warship for a certain amount of maneuvering.

In the universe, such a situation is not a very good thing, if the undead really want to completely wipe out the Protoss, it is imperative to use a large number of black hole bombs in the collapsed universe. But the undead didn't do this, which made Mo Ran a little puzzled.

However, this is not what Mo Ran wants to think about now, and there is not much time for him to think about such questions on the battlefield, what he needs to do is to win the battle in front of him.

Mo Ran's perspective is from the perspective of the commander-in-chief, so the entire theater is divided into dozens of small combat areas, and each small combat area has its own fleet commander. Now their projections were all standing quietly around the star map in front of Mo Ran. Mo Ran didn't know what they were thinking at this time, because the vast majority of these commanders were in those combat areas, and they also knew their final ending. And these people are real, and now only these images remain.

Under the gaze of the commanders around him, Mo Ran nodded. Then these commanders reported one by one, after all, Mo Ran was still responsible for the final large-scale decision, so the details of the entire battlefield could only be reported by these commanders.

"General, the previously defended littoral ship formation in the 17th Operational Area has been entangled with the fleet of the undead clan, and there is nothing special at the moment, that is, the loss of the mecha is somewhat large." One of the commanders said in a deep voice after seeing Mo Ran nodding. "But the undead have gathered more than twice as many ships in my direction, which is what we can detect, and there are many more places that cannot be detected, and I suspect that their main direction of attack may be Sector 17."

"Not necessarily! The undead fleet on my side has not yet attacked, but the number of fleets has exceeded that of us by more than twice the number, and after our tentative attack, the undead only sent a defensive fleet in the direction, which is very abnormal. The other commander whispered as he glanced at the commander who had spoken earlier. There is also a certain truth in what he said, in order to prevent the main direction of attack from being discovered, a certain concealment effect still has to be done. And expelling the approaching Protoss fleet may be a method used by the undead.

"There are three stars in our area that are colliding, there is an area in the middle of our fleet that cannot be defended in time, and there is a large amount of material from the impact of the stars that makes it impossible for the fleet to ensure a complete line of defense." The other commander muttered, then looked at his companions. "I'm going to need a certain amount of help to have absolute control over my own area."

"Area 36, because of the massive black hole next to it, the fleet's navigation has been seriously affected, and it is still heading to the designated defense area." The other commander's words were somewhat helpless, in the designated area, there was a small primordial black hole in his area, and they were now sailing outside the gravitational range of the black hole, even if it was a small primordial black hole, the impact on the surrounding space could not be ignored.

Later, other commanders also briefly described the problems facing their fleet. And Mo Ran had to correctly find out from these reports that the undead might be the main direction of attack, as well as the voyage of the deployment fleet. This is not an easy task, and no one can be sure of the final result. This war is not recorded in the archives of the United Fleet Academy, not even earlier. Mo Ran didn't know who the general was at that time, and how he analyzed the main direction of the undead clan's attack, because the result now is that the god clan is still alive here.

He has eighty-three small operations areas at his disposal, and each commander has an average of sixty space-class warship formations and many more Littoral warships. It can be said that this is a siege and annihilation battle between the undead and the gods. At this time, Mo Ran suddenly thought of the conversation between the nightmare and himself before. "If you know who the general on the other side is at this time, and you are familiar with the opponent's combat style, maybe it will be much better!" However, he can only think about this kind of thinking, now this is a simulated operation in the starport where General Zo Ruihong is located, even if he guesses correctly this time, it will not be in the same place next time.

Listening to the reports of the commanders around him, subtitles appeared on Mo Ran's right hand, and these words were finally recorded synchronously, allowing Mo Ran to analyze the situation he was facing at the moment.

"What's behind us?" Mo Ran found that there was not much fleet defense in the rear of the fleet, and if he was the general of the undead clan, he would definitely attack in this direction.

"There's nothing behind that." The adjutant said in a deep voice. "It can be said that behind us is the boundary of the entire universe, and nothing exists." Mo Ran was stunned, in his impression, there was really no saying that the universe had a boundary. But fortunately, this is a simulated battle, and Mo Ran has time to think about such a question. "To say that it is a boundary is to be close to another incomprehensible place outside of this universe. So there's not much defense in that direction. ”

Mo Ran couldn't help but nodded, and then looked at the star map in front of him and the records that the commanders next to him said, compared to simple operations, at this time Mo Ran felt how much pressure he had, if he made a mistake, then the final result would be that everyone would die. Even though it was a mock battle, and most of them were probably dead, he still felt some pressure on himself.

"Our detection fleet was forced back by the undead, and the detection ship also lost several fleets." One of the commanders was still narrating, and Mo Ran's distraction was only for a moment, and then it was analyzed. With the reports of these commanders, there was no time for Moran to think more, as the undead in front of Sector 17 had already begun to attack. A purple alarm appeared in the projection of the commander of the 17th district. Moreover, there is not much temptation for the undead to come up, and the undead fleet that appears in the Protoss probe has a formation of more than two hundred space-class warships, which is a huge number, and it is not something that the Seventeenth District can resist at all.

"How long will District 17 be able to hold out?" Mo Ran asked in a deep voice.

"Judging from the current data, it can last about five hours." The commander of the 17th district thought for a moment and replied, this is the time given by his battleship lieutenant, in a state of absolute crushing in numbers, all defenses are basically nonsense, and the undead clan basically have no doubts as long as they are directly crushed.

"Can you last longer?" Mo Ran thought about the time to transfer the fleet from the rear, and asked in a low voice, while directly transferring three or four defensive commanders from the rear to support. Although the attack seemed fierce this time, Mo Ran was relieved. It also means that if there is no big problem in the Seventeenth District, then it should be the direction of the undead clan's feint.

"Five hours is the last time I die." When the commander of a region dies in battle, it only means that there is no longer a single warship in the area that can fight.

Mo Ran was silent for a moment. "Try to delay as long as possible, and support will arrive within three hours." At the same time, the four fleets that rushed to support them were speeded up. There is not much that can be done about this, and the warships in the universe generally use normal navigation as much as possible, after all, the consequence of speeding up navigation is the high load of the engine, and there may not be many problems in a short time, but now Mo Ran's words made those support fleets a little difficult, but they did not hesitate, and directly ordered the fleet to go to the seventeenth district to support.

Now only these fleets are relatively close to the Seventeenth Sector, and the surrounding defense areas cannot be moved at all.

"What's going on with the other sectors?" Mo Ran still knows a little about this knowledge, since the undead clan has launched a tentative attack in the seventeenth district, then it is also observing the reaction of Mo Ran's side, if there is any large-scale action on Mo Ran's side, then the subsequent temptation will definitely not be less, until in the end, Mo Ran is tired of running, and will give the heaviest attack from the side.

Such thoughts crossed my mind. But the current situation is that they simply don't have the strength to fight the undead. Without thinking too much about these seemingly strange questions, the tentative attacks on the undead side began to increase. This is a war, not a banquet, when Mo Ran was thinking about what would happen to the undead clan, the undead clan would not think about so many questions, but directly started a multi-directional attack, the advantage of sufficient warships is that the undead fleet in the same proportion needs more warships on the Protoss side to maintain the stability and balance of the entire battlefield.

For a while, a large number of red battle zones appeared on the star map in front of Mo Ran. One commander after another kept reporting the situation they encountered, and there seemed to be nothing special about the undead attack, some places were harassed by half of the space-class warship formation, and many places were like the situation in Seventeen District, and the reserve fleet had to be sent to the rescue.

As time passed, the harassing attacks of the undead fleet alone had already overwhelmed Mo Ran.

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