District C - Subdistrict 36.

The fifteen-minute contact time was as short as a moment in the concept of space warfare, and almost as soon as the Second Front Army had laid out the outer defenses, the battleship formation of the Central Group Army, which was rushing at full speed, had already appeared within the time schedule.

Suddenly, a dense swarm of missiles swept through the sky, dyeing the originally dark and dull starry sky as bright as day with the brilliant brilliance of the explosion.

In a space battle, the large-scale exchange of nearly a thousand warships on both sides and the sporadic exchange of fire between several warships are two completely different concepts, and this kind of visual shock is absolutely unimaginable.

Most of the space battles that Robin has been exposed to in the past have been the scale of one or two battleships plus three or four frigates. Therefore, the victory or defeat of the war depends more on the technical performance of the captains of both sides, and the loss of any warship during the battle may greatly tilt the balance of victory and defeat in the entire battle.

At present, this kind of large-scale space battle with nearly 1,000 warships on both sides is completely different, and when both sides are engaged in high-speed attack and defense in dense formations, the dense barrage makes any technology useless. Therefore, courage and the determination to fight to the death have become extremely important keys to victory or defeat in large-scale space battles. Only by withstanding this psychological pressure that lives by a thread can we win in this face-to-face direct firefight.

At this point, Robin personally led the flagship to press the formation in the rear undoubtedly played a very effective role in encouraging him.

Due to his distrust of the Second Front, Robin placed the Imperial Praetorian Guard's battleship and frigate formations at the forefront, participating in the battle as attack arrows in the formation. And this is unreasonable in the eyes of most people, after all, the Royal Praetorian Guard is the most elite army in the empire, in the eyes of ordinary people, how can such an army be used as a death squad, it must be firmly controlled by its own side to make a final decision at a critical moment, even if it encounters an unfavorable situation in the war, it can also rely on the bravery of the Royal Praetorian Guard to keep the back road.

But Robin had never left himself with any way out since the beginning, and he hadn't thought about how he would retreat if he was defeated. Therefore, he placed all the elites in his hands at the front of the formation, and the Second Front fleet, which was not resolute enough to win the battle, was spread out on both sides as the second echelon.

Robin made this arrangement purely on the basis of combat effectiveness as the main benchmark. He didn't realize that the Imperial Guard had always been the only criterion for defending the Emperor, and when he took part in the battle in person on the thin flagship "Rally", then if the Imperial Guard at the forefront of the battle line wanted to defend the Emperor as their own responsibility, they would have to completely defeat the enemy army in front of them.

In the face of the frigate formation of the enemy's Third Front, the battleship formation of the Royal Praetorian Guard almost ignored the overwhelming rain of bullets and plunged headlong into the enemy's defense line with no turning back.

Suddenly, the flying sharp white fangs played the note of death. After several frigates were torn apart by the battleship's main guns, a huge gap appeared in the defense line of the Third Front, and along this gap, the frigate formation and the second echelon of battleships that arrived casually roared in like wolves, tearing the gap bloody.

With just one charge, the third outer line of defense was completely cut through. As the battleship formation continued to break through the overwhelming space prismatic formation to join the battle, while firmly controlling the advantageous situation, it began to further expand the results of the battle with near-space combat battles......

"How could it be the Royal Praetorian Guard! ~ It's actually a general attack of the whole army"

The flagship of the Third Front Army, the "Ragter", in the bridge, the rough-faced Marquis of Bōton looked at the battle picture coming from the front with a pale face, he couldn't believe that Robin, the young prince, actually launched a reckless attack on the whole army as soon as he came up, and moreover, the royal guards who were supposed to be guarding the emperor's side were arranged at the forefront of the attack formation.

The battle that was happening in front of him was too unexpected, and in his original prediction, Robin's attack should have been just a test, and it should not be the Royal Guard as the striker.

Thinking about it from another perspective, Admiral Bōton felt that it was reasonable to send the cannon fodder fleet of the Second Front to serve as the vanguard horn, and if his frigate formation faced the fleet of the Second Front, it would never have been so badly defeated.

For Robin, the prince who suddenly appeared, the Marquis of Bōton completely miscalculated. He didn't know that Robin's fighting style had always been a reckless gamble, and he was full of confidence, but he didn't know that Robin had already decided to kill him from the beginning. Thus the misjudgment of the situation put the Marquis of Bōton at a disadvantage from the very first moment of the war, and, in the present delicate situation, the unfavorable situation at the front immediately affected the entire fleet like a plague.

At the moment, the replicant soldiers in the fleet began to hesitate, and began to look at each other and listen intently to the interpretation of the new deal that was constantly playing in the fleet's communications.

As for Robin's new policy, these replicant soldiers who have followed Marquis Bōton on his campaign in the extragalactic system for many years have long heard of it. From their personal standpoint, the policy parts of the New Deal regarding replicants made them unrestrained in their desire to support Robin, the Imperial Prince who suddenly appeared like the morning light. However, growing up under the aristocratic education of the empire, they were not optimistic that the new policy would be implemented smoothly. They clearly understood that the nobles of the whole empire would not approve of this new policy, and if there was no support from the nobles, how could the prince ascend to the throne.

So, more often than not, they think that the new policy issued by Robin, the prince, is nothing more than his crazy words. No one really believed that Robin's New Deal would be implemented smoothly, especially after the Marquis of Bōton implemented the military advice, and the New Deal became an unattainable dream in the hearts of the colicants.

But when Robin, the prince's fleet, was really slaughtering the Marquis of Bōton without hesitation, all the replicant soldiers in the Third Front began to hesitate. They had seen with their own eyes Robin's determination to implement the New Deal, and how vulnerable their fleet was, which had revived the almost extinguished hope in their hearts, and they could not suppress their reverie that if the Marquis of Bōton was defeated, if the New Deal was really possible......

The will to fight subsided in this fierce ideological struggle, after all, when someone is fighting for his own rights and interests, then what reason do you have to pick up guns and block in front of those people.

Gradually, the rear fleet of the Third Front, which was already ill-prepared due to the hasty engagement, began to spontaneously avoid the advance of the Royal Guard, giving way to the core of the fleet, the "Ragter", and the flagship completely under the fire of the opposing side.

Everything happened so fast that the mentality of the soldiers had already changed dramatically as soon as the outer line of defense was pierced. In the face of the murderous Imperial Guard, most of the soldiers of the Third Front had no intention of stopping them, and they spontaneously withdrew from the battle, allowing the fierce enemy ships to whizz past their guns.

Of course, there were some stubborn guys in the Third Front Army, but their stubborn resistance was instantly wiped out under overwhelming artillery fire.

It was a merciless slaughter, and in the bridge, looking at the ships not far away that had spontaneously abandoned their defensive positions and completely lost the will to fight, Marquis Bōton's eyes were full of despair.

In his ears, the angry rebukes and pleadings of the lower-ranking nobles were constantly circulating. [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!] ］