Sitting on the Protoss transport ship, which completely concealed its traces, Yang Zhengze and the Dark Sanctuary came to the back of the Smir fleet outside the aggregate shield.

Walking out of the cabin, twenty-one figures disappeared, and no one noticed them in this vast battlefield with artillery fire. Yang Zhengze and the Dark Sanctuary flashed and instantly broke through the solid convergence shield.

After more than a dozen flashes, Yang Zhengze at this time was already in the dark and damp Smir battleship. Through the information sent back by the probe in real time, a small map appeared on the retina, showing everything around it.

Through the psionic sharing network, Yang Zhengze commanded the twenty Dark Sanctuaries to split up, each flashing to a capital warship to wreak havoc.

Without attracting anyone's attention, Yang Zhengze came to the destination of this mission, next to the shield generator of Smir's flagship.

Looking at the several strange-looking Smir soldiers outside, giving people a mixed feeling of snakes and lizards patrolling back and forth, Yang Zhengze smiled secretly, eliminated his stealth, aimed at the huge dark red machine, and raised his hand to be a full-power psychic storm.

Suddenly

Countless blue lightning bolts, carrying hundreds of millions of degrees of ultra-high temperature plasma, formed a huge storm with a radius of 100 meters, and under the gaze of those Smir soldiers, who had already formed a straight line of pupils, bombarded the huge shield generator that had no protection.

The generator's casing melted rapidly under the raging storm, revealing the delicate parts within. Even the solid shell couldn't withstand this mental storm, let alone the delicate interior of the generator.

With a huge explosion sounded, the entire shield generator was completely damaged!

And the same scene happened on the remaining twenty Smir capital ships. For a while, without the support of the main generator, the aggregation shield of the Smir fleet instantly failed!

Yang Zhengze and the Dark Sanctuary, who had completed the task, instantly returned to the 'Spear of Juggernaut' through phase transfer. Looking at the huge aggregate shield that slowly dissipated, Yang Zhengze couldn't help but itch his hands, and asked for the firing control of the 'Juggernaut Spear', aiming at a Smir warship, and with a move in his mind, it was a bombardment, playing the realistic version of EVE.

And the human beings who kept attacking, when they found that the first Gauss kinetic energy cannonball successfully hit a Smir warship, the human attack intensified again. Countless aerospace fighters were even more unreserved, and all the remaining annihilation bombs on the fuselage were launched into the Smir fleet.

And the Protoss did not lag behind, and the attack output of the fleet increased suddenly. As a result, on the asteroid belt, the black-red Smir battleship was continuously penetrated, exploded, and annihilated. Countless beautiful lights flickered, and at the same time, countless lives withered and passed away.

In just five minutes, the Smir fleet, which was originally fierce, gradually became calm, and it no longer had the fierceness and fierceness just now. Behind the lingering return fire were the wreckage fragments of countless Smir warships floating in space.

Standing in the bridge of the flagship with constant sirens, Winsumer felt a little lost as he watched the fierce attacks that kept smashing his own warship to pieces. He couldn't figure out how a war that was supposed to win without suspense would end in his own defeat. When he saw another capital ship being blown up on the spot, he could no longer hold back the fear in his heart, and tears poured out from his eyes that had never shed tears.

The adjutant on the side was already panicked, and when he saw that his Royal Highness was in tears again, he couldn't help but step forward and ask:

"Your Highness, why are you crying! What do we do now? ”

Hearing a familiar voice call to him, Winsumer suddenly found himself out of shape. Turning around, he stabbed the adjutant who had followed him for many years to death with one claw, as if nothing had happened, and calmly wiped his hands on the adjutant's clothes, and said:

"You've found out about my gaffe, then...... Just die. ”

Glancing around at the officers and men of the battleship who were silent with their heads bowed, Winsumer nodded with satisfaction, glanced at the fierce artillery fire outside the porthole, and said slowly:

"Send a message to my father. Let's just say that we are in the solar system, ambushed by earthlings and another civilization, facing thousands of enemy warships, after a hard battle, after heavy damage to the enemy, all members of our fleet, including Prince Winsumer...... All sacrificed. ”

Before the words fell, a main cannon bombardment from the 'Juggernaut Spear' went directly from the bridge and penetrated the entire Smir flagship! Winsumer didn't hold back for even a second, and was directly turned into gas by the Protoss's psionic cannon.

And as the engine was blown out with a single shot, the violent chain explosion caused by the meltdown in the energy chamber finally blew up the Smir flagship into debris and garbage floating in space.

Seeing that his flagship is gone, the prince who stands on it is gone. According to the law of the Ismirs, when the Lord dies in battle and the soldiers do not die, then when the war is over, all are put to death!

The remaining Smir fleet, which had a premonition of a tragic future, turned its power to the limit regardless of the sharply reduced life of its engines, and launched a decisive attack on humans and Protoss!

However, in the face of the incomparably powerful firepower of the human and god races, they failed to achieve any results, but were directly blown up on the way to charge, followed in the footsteps of Winsumer, and went to hell.

So far

The Smir fleet is destroyed!

This interstellar war, which lasted less than an hour, caused hundreds of human warships to be damaged and hundreds of thousands of soldiers to be killed or wounded. This is the first interstellar war that has occurred since human beings stepped into the interstellar world, although with the help of the Protoss, human beings have won a tragic victory, but the goal of the war has been achieved after all.

This battle has left valuable experience and lessons for future generations, and has become a case that fleet commanders must learn. And because of the lack of cooperation, each country fought on its own, and in the face of a huge alien threat, the countries finally united and decided to form a federal government to integrate the forces of the countries.

Because it directly contributed to the creation of the Earth Federal Government, this war, as a landmark event, has been recorded in history.

Just when the human race was cheering for victory and taking the initiative to contact the Protoss, the palace of the Smir Empire was quiet and the atmosphere was depressing.

Put down the battle report in your hand, Smir Emperor Latad? Si, indifferently looked at the ministers standing below, and said slowly:

"What happened today is the brightest page in the tens of thousands of years of the Empire! (The Smirs revere darkness, and light is a derogatory term.) Corresponding to the 'darkest page' of humanity) I have lost a good son, a subject of the Empire, and a great prince! This is my pain, and this is Smir's death! ”

A tall, thin Smil nobleman picked up Ratard's voice and shouted:

"We need revenge!"

When the rest of the ministers heard this, they also shouted in unison:

"Revenge! Revenge! ”

Ratard looked at the angry crowd, raised his right lower arm expressionlessly, and the hall was suddenly silent, and no one made a sound.

"Yes, revenge! In the face of this Smir's death, we must take revenge! Command of me. ”

Syllable!

Everyone in the hall stood upright on the ground, waiting for the emperor's order.

"Gather the imperial fleet, I want to take the royal expedition in person and avenge my emperor!"

"Yes!"