The last group of soldiers who guarded Alfred did not belong to any sequence of troops, they were Afred's private army, the history can be traced back to a long, long time ago, when Alfred was still in the stage where he could do whatever he wanted if he had money, and every day in addition to making money was thinking about how to avoid the liquidation after defeat.

People change, and when Alfred escapes, wealth is not his greatest pursuit. With the money and technology in hand, he began to pursue something more high-end. After successfully waking up from Antarctica, he was surprised by the changes in the world situation, first of all, a country that should have entered the dust of history a long time ago, the Soviet Union still existed, and this discovery made him dare not act rashly for a long time.

The fierce battle continued in the distance, but Alfred, the number one man in the Empire, was in a daze like a sculpture. It seems that all the fights have nothing to do with him, and he just comes to fight a soy sauce.

Facing the deep universe of Alfred, his eyes have been staring straight in one direction, and the reflection in the pupil in the three stars exudes a unique brilliance, the three stars are slightly different, but they are basically stars that appeared at the same time. And they are basically in the final stage of their lives, taking on the state of red giants, and the scattered spectrum gives the visual illusion that these stars are fluctuating like ocean waves, because the red giants that are entering their old age are erupting a large amount of gas.

The red giant star in its old age is very unstable, and it has a huge impact on the surrounding space, if there is an ambush site, it must be here, the temperature of the red giant is not high, and with the strength of the body of the silicon-based giant, it will not be melted even if it is drilled in.

Put the last of the strength around you into it, and the results will be immediate. A military empire that is at war at any time, the leader of this empire cannot stay with a group of mediocre talents, in terms of individual combat effectiveness, Afred's 3,000 private army is not only not worse than these commanders, but even far surpasses. Because many of these private armies are themselves retired commanders.

After returning to combat, the fighters did not feel the slightest discomfort. The warriors who can fight here have gone through countless battles in their lives, from one planet to another, they have seen all kinds of strange creatures, and silicon-based creatures are far from the strangest kind.

The private troops who joined the battle were not separated, but were thrown in one direction as a sharp knife, and they did not make the low-level mistake of adding fuel tactics, so the effect was immediate, and the hideous side was quickly revealed. In a word, it is surprisingly cruel, and this cruelty is not to the enemy, but also to oneself.

The battle was destined to be tragic, because every commander left the hope of resurrection in the gene pool, so he didn't care if he would die or not, which was especially open to Afred's private army. If their own lives could cause irreversible injuries to the silicon-based giants, they would not hesitate to choose to trade their lives for injuries.

Of course, the result of this style of play is destined to be a lose-lose situation, like a cup of coffee poured into milk, and the final mixture is neither coffee nor milk, and both sides are being wiped out at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

In the midst of a fierce and concentrated attack, a silicon-based giant slices open its abdomen, and the disruptive thermonuclear reaction quickly acts on itself, sending a crowd of commanders to slicing the unlucky man to pieces.

In the other direction, the silicon-based giant that had self-detonated vaporized all the surrounding commanders besieging him, and the blinding light lasted for a long time until the storm of the Big Bang subsided and the area was completely emptied.

Alfred, who was still making sculptures, was unmoved, and human life was only one of the consumables in war. Life itself is not valuable, so naturally it is not worthy of his attention. Then as a consumable, he should face this fate, and he will not care about such a boring thing as war damage, not to mention that the empire has people who can make up for the hole at any time.

"I can afford to die, can you creatures that take a long time to evolve die and continue to hide and watch your companions all be dragged into hell?" Turning his gaze away from another battlefield where he had all died, Alfred muttered to himself.

If you continue to drag on, the most anxious person is definitely not yourself, which is determined by the number of populations on both sides. Just as in natural evolution, the larger the animal, the more likely it is to become extinct, and the application is still true in warfare.

As long as the remaining silicon-based giants don't come out, Alfred can continue to wait, and in just an hour of confrontation, tens of thousands of elite commanders who have been cultivated by the empire for many years have disappeared into the starry sky, these elite commanders from the leader of the regional team to the captain of the flag, each of which can be put in other wars, can be alone in existence, and can be worthy of the empire's years of cultivation in any way, but at this time they can only be used to play the role of cannon fodder.

Their lives were not given up for no reason, as elite commanders with super combat effectiveness, they also pulled thousands of silicon-based giants on their backs before they died, although they paid more than ten times the price. But as long as the war continues, there is no doubt that the final winner of this war must be Afred, who has been thinking about life all the time since the beginning of the war.

According to the Virgin's script, which is full of justice, the original inhabitants will be inspired by love and justice. But in the real world, it is often the villain who is the ultimate victor, so the result of this script should be the army of invaders who cross the river system, and finally wipe out all the native civilizations of the Andromeda Galaxy.

Alfred doesn't think he's useless if he doesn't directly participate in the battle, he only fights on another level as a leader, and he believes that the last fish who don't make it to the battlefield are also in a dilemma. This is a duel of wills, and who else can withstand this torment and persevere to the end.

Finally, among the three red giant galaxies, there was a drastic change, and hundreds of silicon-based giants sprang out of them, and it was only by looking at them that these silicon-based giants were even taller than their counterparts who had already entered the battlefield. The increasingly unfavorable situation makes it necessary for them to emerge, or they will really be boiled to death.

The enemies that were coming at him at the speed of light did not surprise Alfred, or even make him blink an eye, because it was expected, and only one of the particularly tall giants made Alfred look at him more.

But it was only a glance, and then Alfred gave a signal, and the space on one side of the fleet fluctuated violently, and the next moment a cloud of star mist shrouded in darkness covered the entire fleet, and the sudden drastic change surprised both the enemy and us, but immediately seized the enemy's gap and continued to attack.

The star mist slowly dissipated, and beside Alfred, tens of thousands of warriors stood in the air, staring coldly at the opposite side, the leader guards were as neat as a phalanx, although the star mist dispersed, there was no longer light where they stood, but there was a palpitating shadow.

"Kill them and solve the problem once and for all." Alfred waved his hand and pointed forward.

"Long live the Empire!" The leaders of the guards shouted in unison, and the darkness on their bodies became thicker and thicker, as if an abyss with a bloody mouth open.