Relea saw the little prince and a few guards walk in, and all her thoughts were on the sixth and seventh star districts at the moment. The newly formed Voyage-class battleship formation arrived at the designated place, plugged the loophole caused by the lack of troops in the Seventh Star Zone, and surrounded and annihilated the three Voyage-class battleship formations of the Undead Clan that had broken through in the Seventh Star Zone.

"We lost one Voyage-class battleship, and two Voyage-class ships were damaged." One of the commanders said in a deep voice. These commanders who have just received the Yuanhang-class battleship formation are all excellent commanders who have just woken up, and they are better at defensive delaying tactics than this kind of offensive warfare. His voice was a little muffled when he spoke of the loss here.

"Those cores remember to recover, and my side is also stepping up the construction of a new fleet. Lost ships will be replenished. Relaya whispered. This is a very good result, and with the vast majority of battles lost, the Protoss will need a battle to regain confidence that may collapse. Although the losses on both sides seemed insignificant in this battle, Relaya knew that she had to do a certain amount of publicity so that more Protoss personnel would have the confidence to face the battle that followed.

But now Relaya is thinking about the problems of this battle, and she must cover up the not-so-good things. The strength of the Undead fleet was beyond Relaya's imagination, and in the face of several times the siege of the Protoss fleet, they still sank one of the Protoss's warships. In the final publicity, of course, Relaia will not say that they have an absolute advantage, otherwise it may lead to the opposite effect in the end.

"What about the other fleets?" Once Relaya had decided, he questioned the commander again. The addition of these fleets, coupled with the fleet in Nohak's hands, in the seventh star region, the Protoss instead occupied a certain initiative, after all, the Undead still had to station fleets in the rear to prevent some Protoss fleets from destroying their rear.

"The other fleets are in good condition and are now rushing to the nearby rendezvous point." Glancing at the adjutant beside him, he replied in a low voice. "The strength of the undead fleet seems to be stronger than before." By the past, of course, he meant the retreat of the past. These commanders have not been able to contact the Voyage-class warships for as long as those of the undead, and in some battlefield judgments, they can only use experience to make up for the gap in the end. Facing the old leader, the commander whispered his feelings.

"Because a new combat system has been added!" Relaya whispered. The undead don't have to worry about personnel logistics, so many places are used to increase the armor of warships. Compared to the three layers of composite armor of the Protoss, the Undead Clan is equipped with five layers. Although they are a little powerless in the face of some intrusion bombs, in the face of warship wreckage and stray bullets, the undead warships still have many advantages. Of course, this bit of protection does not give the undead warship enough advantages, and the large number of excellent naval guns in the battleship and the tireless ability of the undead warriors combine to create the powerful strength of the undead fleet.

"Now that we're in the ascendancy, let's get the rest done!" Relaya whispered, knowing that the Commander wasn't talking about it. These losses seemed to be a big victory for the Protoss' side, and the commander was worried that they were now seizing the opportunity brought by the lone advance of the Undead Clan's forward legion. With the same number of troops, no one can judge whether the Protoss fleet will still be able to gain an advantage in the future. At least from this battle, he saw no hope.

"Yes, General." The commander understood that General Relaya didn't want to talk about it anymore. Regarding the strength of the undead fleet, Relaya knew better than them. Now this result is already very good, and before the war, she even wondered if it would be a two-for-three result.

On the other side, Glaibert watched as the emaciated Queiro changed into brand new clothes, at least on the surface, they were much cleaner, but he still hated them in his heart. If he hadn't really had nowhere to go now, he might have actually left the ship because of these queiros. The young lady in his mouth was looking at a star map in front of him at this time. It seems that it has been arranged a long time ago, after they escaped from the garbage planet, they changed the appearance of the spaceship again, and after most of the weapon systems were hidden, this spaceship was not much different from ordinary cargo ships, but the space in the cargo compartment was a little small.

After three successive jumps, they had already left the edge of the Fifth Star Sector and came to the vicinity of a large starport in the Third Star Sector. At this moment, at the starport, many spaceships are transporting some luxury items to this spaceship. Although there was not much market for these luxury goods at this time, it was still easy for them to disguise themselves as merchants.

"I should go to the First Star Zone as a merchant!" Glabert thought to himself, and while those short, skinny queiro disgusted him, they didn't slack off when it came to their work. And in the distance of the harbor, Glabert also saw some people who were similar to Mo Ran's law and order. Grebert thought for a moment without thinking about who they were. "If you can't think of it, don't think about it!" Although I know that the identities of Mo Ran and Ye Hua may be a little different, it does not mean that those people who are similar to them also have that background.

However, the identities of those people seem to be very different, although they are the management team, they always look at them with a high identity when facing the creatures on this battleship, and if they encounter a high-civilization creature like Grebert, they instantly become grovel. Looking at the creatures, Glaibert couldn't help but take a sip. He didn't like these creatures very much. And looking at their appearance, it seems that they are from the planet where Moran is located.

"What's wrong?" Little Haga asked beside Klebert, and he looked up at Grebert. For this Protoss, he didn't even know that the other party was actually a general of the Protoss. "A general! With the right to control the entire star sector, a garbage planet is so big, if I am a guide in a star sector, how much Kamihara should I charge? In his mind, a star sector is already very large, and the general in front of him, who once had control over a star sector, Xiao Haga, just gave birth to the idea of getting closer.

I don't know if it's because little Hama once helped him, for this little guy, although Glaibert still looks down on him, at least he won't be disgusted. "I just can't get used to what those Queiro do." Standing on the platform, he could clearly see those Queiro wearing improvised protective suits, and there was disdain in his words that could not be concealed.

"Isn't that a common occurrence?" In the face of Glabert's words, little Haga also looked at the creatures who maintained this order and shouted at them. He didn't know these Queiro creatures, but that didn't stop him from thinking. They had encountered this situation too many times, and they were often scolded by those creatures in some ports or when transporting goods.

Hearing little Haga's words, Glaibert was slightly stunned. "It's so difficult to live a life, and you have to endure the oppression of your peers, so you can see it like that?" In the face of little Haga's words, Glaibert couldn't understand his thoughts a little. Is the common thing the right thing to do? He suddenly had this thought. When the previous words were spoken, Grebert fell silent. This sentence was a little inappropriate, and thinking of Little Haga's situation, Glaibert just stopped talking.

"We never treated them as our own! Although they seem to look similar, they are them, and we are us! Little Haga looked puzzled, and his thin, rust-colored face looked at Glaibert beside him. They are noticeably much larger than us, and they are not of the same kind as us. He whispered, then looked at the orderly figures. Also, why did the Protoss call us Quero? I don't think this word has much meaning! Little Haga tried to discuss these matters with Glabert in the language of the Protoss.

"Quiro is recorded in the canon of our gods, the Creator created us, but in the process of creation, he found that some people are diligent and some people are lazy. Thus the lazy man wrenched off all four hands, believing that the lazy man was not worthy of life. Grebert whispered the allusion. The first creature with a severed arm rebuked the Creator for injustice, and he cursed the Creator. In the end, the Creator had no choice but to give him back a pair of arms. And he said, 'The slothman only needs one hand, because the other hand will do evil when they have no food.' When he said this, he couldn't help but look at the little Haga on the side. And the first creature to have those hands was named Quero. He won the right to a pair of hands for himself by cursing the Creator, but in the end, as the Creator prophesied, he went down the road of theft because of laziness. In the end, he was caught and stoned to death. ”

As a lowly creature, little Haga naturally hadn't heard of these things, and couldn't help but look at Glaibert. "But without hands, wouldn't those creatures die eventually?" Little Haga asked in a low voice. "The Creator is a little too cruel."

"There isn't much kindness in the world itself. In the canon, those creatures naturally have their own arrangements by the Creator, and they have their own lives in the other world, and they have a good future. Only Quero won a pair of hands for himself, but used them to do evil. Do you understand? Glaibert looked at little Haga and whispered.