When Mo Ran was still studying in the archives, he received a hint from the terminal that he was not enough, Mo Ran looked up at Wanliu, during this time, his food and accommodation were in the archives, and because of this, many times Wanliu took care of his diet.

"How long have we been here?" Mo Ran spent most of his time completing tasks, and although he had some surplus, his consumption was also very high.

"It's been five days." Wanliu whispered, "Are you going to go to the simulated combat zone?" "Now she doesn't win much in the tasks she does, so she knows that Mo Ran must be because she doesn't have a winning point.

He had already read most of the materials in the archives, after all, the time of the battle was long, but the final summary would only be a simple analysis. And Mo Ran knew that he didn't have that much time to watch all the battles from beginning to end, after all, life here requires a lot of victory points. He also doesn't have that much time to waste.

Putting the information back in his hand, Mo Ran took Wanliu to the simulated combat area. It didn't take long for Mo Ran and Wanliu to stand in the hall. As soon as Mo Ran went online, he received the challenge of No. 2747. This made Mo Ran a little baffled, after all, there is only one point of victory against his colleagues, and only three points of victory will be deducted from his loss. Mo Ran didn't hesitate, he just wanted to refuse directly. But when he wanted to refuse, he suddenly found that he had entered the battlefield, and it was still a stalemate battlefield.

This is a huge battlefield, and the Protoss uses two Voyage-class warships, and the undead on the opposite side also have two Voyage-class warships. Mo Ran was now on the bridge of an astronaut-class battleship, and he looked around. From the environment around the bridge, he could see that the two sides were fighting right now, and that the Protoss was at a slight disadvantage.

"What's going on?" Mo Ran didn't know what was going on at all, so he could only ask about Hong'er, but Hong'er didn't have any response.

"How is the overall situation of the fleet, Wanliu, how is the situation on your side." The most taboo thing in the battle is not knowing the situation on the battlefield, but now it seems that he has no better choice but to hope to master the situation on this battlefield as soon as possible.

"Another space-class warship was badly damaged, with a power loss of 40 percent, and a preliminary estimate of combat effectiveness left at 30 percent." The adjutant was a three-dimensional projection of the Protoss, it reported. "The eighteen battleship formations lost three ships, five were heavily damaged, and the remaining ammunition was consumed ranging from twenty to sixty percent. Destroyers lost twenty-one ......" Listening to the adjutant's report, Mo Ran's face became more and more ugly, and as time passed, the losses of the fleet he led were also increasing.

Soon, Wanliu also passed on the situation on her side. The situation on her side was similar to that of Mo Ran's, with losses exceeding 20% of the troops.

"Captain, the general asked to call." The adjutant's voice came.

Before Mo Ran could reply, a projection of a Protoss general with three marks on his right cheek appeared in the three-dimensional projection in front of Mo Ran. And the twin space fleets he led and the twin space fleets that stayed in Wan were withdrawing from the battlefield. As a result, the pressure on the front of the battlefield suddenly increased, and the casualties also increased a lot.

"I'm Admiral Norhak, Ninety-Seven, and I'm giving you and your lieutenant two twin fleets now, and they're the best-preserved fleet I have in my hands right now." The general said in a deep voice. "This is not a simulation, I asked your dean to transfer you to deal with the battle here. This is a real battlefield, not a simulated battle. ”

Hearing this, Mo Ran was stunned. He didn't know where the battle was going on, or what was going on. But now it seems that the situation is dangerous. "You know that the undead warships are more powerful than us, so the data on paper is unreliable, and now we have a disadvantage on paper. If we lose this battle, we will lose control of this area, which is rich in mineral resources. I don't need to say more if I think more. The right side of the entire line of defense is handed over to you. If you can give us victory, I don't mind bringing you to the war zone right away. On the right is the direction of the undead clan's main attack, now show me your strength! ”

Mo Ran integrated the fleet in his hands, but fortunately with Wanliu's help, he was able to feel more at ease. And after the general finished speaking, he turned off the communication. Mo Ran only found out that the news he received about the lack of winning points was a routine.

But now he has little choice but to do nothing or fight hard.

"Wanliu, I have a plan, one of the two of us needs to be in charge of defending and the other going to attack from the very outside. And my attack is not as delicate as yours, and the task of attacking is entrusted to you, and I am responsible for frontal containment. Now I will hand over to you my intact warships here, and let you form a complete twin space fleet, leaving you to me the ships that are inconvenient to move, and I will take care of the defense. After Mo Ran finished speaking, he redistributed the four space-class battleships in front of him with both hands.

"I'll defend! I'm good at defensively. "Wanliu naturally knew how difficult it was for a group of broken warships to defend the right side of the entire line. As long as the undead clan completely ignored the casualties and directly attacked his line, no matter how well he defended, he would not be able to hold it.

"Obey orders." Mo Ran shouted loudly, and then looked at the two seriously damaged space-class battleships in front of him, even with the maintenance of a large number of robots, as well as the continuous maintenance of the supply ships in the distance, the damage of the battleships was still increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The protective ships belonging to the long-range fleet are also behind the Moran flagship, the energy shield protects the surrounding ships in it, and countless maintenance drones carry nanomaterials for emergency repairs. On the blue shield, a large number of laser energy weapons constantly collided, splattering out circles of magnificent colors. Some kinetic energy bombs easily flew through the energy shield towards the damaged battleship on Mo Ran's side, and some point defense systems on the destroyer continued to blow up these kinetic energy bullets that passed through the shield.

"Don't waste your time. The more aggressive you are, the greatest help to me. If our side does not have the upper hand, it will be even more difficult to lose the main fleet of the two twin space fleets. Mo Ran said loudly, many cracks had appeared on the bridge of this space-class battleship, and some had lost the picture, leaving only the screen.

Mo Ran laughed when he saw the Twin Fleets on the three-dimensional map leave and move to the left of the undead.

"What's going on now?" Mo Ran asked the adjutant who came with him. Except for Wanliu, there was no one who could make Mo Ran more comfortable to attack.

"The fleet is now being sorted, and the losses are growing." The adjutant whispered, then looked at the panel in his hand. The undead also discovered the whereabouts of Wanliu's twin space fleets, and they also dispatched a fairly complete twin space fleet from Mo Ran's front to resist Wanliu's attack.

"Instead of waiting for death like this, it's better to rush over directly." Mo Ran knew what he was going to do, although opposite him were three undead space-class warships, and if it was easier for Wanliu to stay there, then he would need to attack more violently here, so that the other party would not have time to care about Wanliu's side at all.

But at this time, there really wasn't much fleet at his disposal. "There must be a way, there must be a way." Mo Ran kept muttering, he saw that the undead were mobilizing the fleet, if once the undead side defended against Wanliu's attack, then he would be in danger, this was a step with no turning back.

Mo Ran looked at the strength in his hand.

In such a battle, drones no longer occupy any advantage, and the only use of drones is to fight with the opponent's drones.

While Mo Ran's side was still thinking about it, the undead clan found that his defense here was weak, and wanted to take advantage of Wanliu's departure to swallow the two broken space-class warships here in one bite.

There is an essential difference between space warfare and planetary warfare, and there is no terrain to use in the universe, so you can only fight in strength in a vast universe.

"Terrain, terrain." Thinking of this, Mo Ran suddenly patted his head. "Inform the fleet that we will abandon another space-class warship and let the battleship activate the automatic defense attack state."

"Captain." The adjutant naturally didn't know what Mo Ran was going to do, he only had two broken space-class warships in his hands now, and if he gave up one more, they really wouldn't have to fight.

"Listen to orders." Mo Ran didn't bother to explain to him, so he couldn't help yelling.

"Yes, Captain." The adjutant immediately saluted, and then conveyed Mo Ran's order. And this order displeased many Protoss personnel on another space-class battleship. The battleship was their home, and it would be impossible for them to abandon their home.

And when they disobeyed the order, the undead attacked like a torrential rain. The first wave of attacks alone consumed 10% of the energy of the defending ship. That's a terrifying number.

"Deliver all gravity bombs and black hole bombs to all parts of that space-class battleship, and pay attention to protection. The timing of the detonation is yet to be determined. Mo Ran continued to order. The bots on that ship are allowed to stay, and if anyone doesn't obey orders, let them die with the ship. "Mo Ran didn't care about the emotions of those Protoss people at all.

The adjutant once again passed on Mo Ran's order, and at this time, Mo Ran's flagship was once again attacked by two powerful armor-piercing shells. Two gigantic kinetic projectiles pierced directly through the front protective deck of his flagship, and then exploded inside. Mo Ran could see countless people and ship fragments flying out from his bridge.