Chapter 212: Chaotic War (9)

The Bronze Legion of the Ancients was indeed a formidable fighting force, but the results achieved were nothing more. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As the battle deepened, more and more escort forces concentrated on the area of the Bronze Legion's assault, and hundreds of bronze mechs turned into fireworks in the starry sky at every moment. When the number of mecha decreases to a certain level, the decline will inevitably be revealed.

The battle of the mecha requires the cooperation of the fleet, and without the echo of the fleet, the Bronze Legion followed in the footsteps of the Black Iron Legion against the Great Wall Fleet, and was surrounded by the frigates, destroyers, and overwhelming individual fighters of the Elmond fleet. As the last mech was reduced to ashes under the airborne small space cannon, the battle formation of the entire Royal Praetorian Guard finally calmed down.

As the enemy's greatest fighting force was eliminated, the form of the battlefield became clear. The three seventh-tier fleets in front and behind sandwiched the Emero fleet in the middle like a sandwich, and there was no longer any suspense about Elmond's final victory in the battle, the difference was only the length of time.

In order to destroy the Bronze Legion, the Royal Praetorian Guard also suffered heavy losses, and large ships, including two aircraft carriers, eight battleships, and a dozen cruisers, became scattered wreckage in ruins, and other destroyers and battleships were more than half of the battle, not to mention individual fighters as cannon fodder.

The Bronze Legion is like a group of cold-blooded war monsters, devouring their enemies as well as themselves. From beginning to end, not a single bronze mecha retreated, and all the Bronze Legion soldiers died on the way to the charge, and they were able to deal such a big blow to the elite Royal Praetorian Guard of the Brilliant Empire in the face of a deep disadvantage, and the Bronze Legion had already shocked the enemy.

"The regular fleet is scattered, surround the remnants of the Bemont Legion, they are going to escape, and they must not be allowed to leave" The victory was decided, and Elmond began to think about his first prey.

After the order was given, the remnants of the Guards Legion's Tier 7 battleships quickly regrouped and charged towards the Emero fleet, while the regular fleet separated from the battle formation and rushed towards the Bimont Legion, which was trying its best to get out of the ancient people.

At this time, the situation of the Bemont Legion was very bad, and the strategic decision that was originally intended to close the door and fight the dog turned into a wolf into the house. Bimont underestimated the combat capabilities of the Ancients' space mechs, especially in fleet assault battles.

The Black Iron Legion that entered the battleship was rampaging like a wolf into a flock of sheep, and the ship-based defense forces were almost unable to unite with the enemy, all of them were crushed at the touch of a button, and the battle directly became erosive, and the original plan to get out has now become a dogskin plaster, even if you want to get out, it is difficult.

A large number of capital warships changed hands one by one, the better ones detonated themselves before losing control, and the worse ones were completely occupied by the enemy, and then turned their guns and bombarded the legion itself. All of a sudden, the Bemont Legion was pushed directly to the brink of crisis.

"All the infiltrated warships are fighting on their own, and the rest of the warships will immediately get out of the battlefield, and we will leave quickly" Bimont had been paying attention to another duel not far away after the battle, and after seeing the regular fleet legion separated from the Royal Praetorian Guard, he could no longer deal with the crisis calmly, and could only get out of the battlefield decisively.

"But in doing so, we will lose eighty-five percent of the fleet," the adjutant reminded in horror.

"If you don't leave, you can't leave, carry out the order!"

"Yes!"

"Boom!" The Bimont shook violently, and the sirens rang out throughout the ship.

"Let's find out what's going on," Bimont commanded the adjutant as he gripped his chair and steadied his body, as he hit his head and bleed.

The captain will immediately turn on the holographic projection of the Bimont, and in the three-dimensional projection, there is a large area of damage at the fourth star port of the Bimont, and several red bright spots marked with enemies continue to flicker, and then the bright spots suddenly disappear. This is not because the enemy has been completely eliminated, but because the detectors installed in the battleship have been completely destroyed by the infiltrated enemy.

"Order the defense department, we must destroy all the enemies who have infiltrated us, the order of the fleet's actions will not change, and quickly get out of the battlefield" Bimont gave the order without changing his face.

"Boom! ......" The battleship shook violently, explosions came and went, probes were constantly destroyed, and the enemy was getting closer and closer to the bridge.

"Fifth Prince, the war is urgent, I hope that Fifth Princes will be transferred to the spare flagship as soon as possible" The adjutant didn't care about wiping the blue blood that kept flowing out, and it was difficult to do it in front of Beatmont to suggest.

"Let's go!" Bimont gritted his teeth and spat out such a word, and then rushed towards the First Starport, which was still in his grasp, without hesitation.

"By the way, bring those intelligent creatures with you!" Before leaving Starport, Bimont ordered solemnly.

"Someone has already been sent"

Shortly after the ship left, the huge flagship of the Billmont broke into several sections with the sound of explosion, and a large amount of metal flew everywhere along with energy sparks, Beamt glanced at the flagship of the First Legion named after him in frustration, and gave an order to make an emergency jump with red and swollen eyes, and the remaining two fleets turned on the jump engine, flashed in place, and disappeared without a trace.

The regular fleet of the Guards Corps caught up and fired a salvo at the still engaged Beatmont fleet and the Chagu fleet, and then opened up the distance, constantly pouring blue cannon fire on both sides of the battle, and everywhere they went, all the battleships and mechs turned into flying ashes.

The two sides in a state of stalemate were caught off guard by the Guards Legion, and there was no room to fight back, and they were all destroyed when they only resisted three standards in a messy manner, and the entire battlefield was littered with scattered metal wreckage with distorted shapes and sparks of energy leakage, and from time to time there would be violent energy explosions. Individual fighters shuttled non-stop on the battlefield, destroying all the escape pods and slightly more complete spacecraft compartments, with no intention of leaving them alive.

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On the side of the main fleet, the encirclement and annihilation battle was almost coming to an end, and the remaining warships of the Emero fleet were closely arranged into two sparse metal walls, relying on spatial shields to resist the enemy's artillery attack. In the middle of the two fleets, Amerrow's flagship started at full speed, and a tiny wormhole opened slowly, and the flagship, which was not attacked, burrowed into the wormhole and disappeared without a trace. Knowing that they could not be spared, the remaining ships went mad and launched a decisive assault on the Guards, which soon turned into piles of metal junk under the fire of the Guards. The fierce battlefield calmed down with the destruction of the last of the ancient warships.

"Did that guy kill Bymont?" There was no time to rest, Elmond asked Colwell, who was counting the results.

"The Billmont was destroyed, and two fleets of the Billmont Legion jumped out of the battlefield. The search team is searching near the wreck of the Bimont, and the results should come soon."

With a "beep", the numbered 150728391 individual fighter sent a picture out. In the midst of the flying wreckage, several stiff human corpses floated in space, and Elmond's gaze was instantly drawn to it.

"Send the order down, salvage the corpses of those intelligent beings, and the fleet will return to the imperial capital as soon as possible!"