On the second day, Sartre broke through the sky base.

It's not so much a base as a fleet, and there's nothing but it.

The 10,000 deep-space slashing cruisers stopped here in such a majestic manner, but now they were about to set sail to meet the arrival of 100,000 troops.

At this time, Lugar and Cactus were still pitiful two small quadruple cross-body destroyers, but the shape of their battleship made up for the shortcomings of their small size, and it was not shabby to fly next to a cruiser, but the captain of this cruiser liked this shape quite a lot.

Because his cruiser was only a more solemn prototype of the design, and did not make much changes, like a blue whale in the sea of panic, there was nothing surprising.

Between the two Sartre stars, there is a distance of twenty times the distance from the Earth to the Sun, which makes the parking of the fleet very safe, and at this time, the cactus and Lugar are chatting in their respective information balls.

"I was going to send 100,000 troops, but only 10,000 came, and if it was a 100,000 cruiser, it would be even worse." Lugar shook his head and rolled his eyes, imagining the 100,000-strong army rushing over to rescue them.

"Come on, it's useless more, one is enough." The cactus disdains to see such a scene.

"What if" Before Lugar could finish speaking, a preparation alarm sounded in his information ball, and he also heard it, through the communication channel, on the cactus's side.

"Damn, their reinforcements are coming." Although the cactus was surprised, it was not in a hurry at all.

"I'll just say, it's not that simple. Maybe someone from another base has sent them. Lugar said excitedly, looking like a war maniac.

"Wait, the information from above said that it was the other ships from this base that were on a mission. And there's a lot of it. The cactus calmly looked at the battle report sent to them by the fleet.

"There's a good show to watch now, all of them are cruisers, and I don't know how many batches there are, anyway, the batch that is coming now is 10,000 extermination-class cruisers." Lu Jiaer looked at the battle report with relish, as if thinking about something.

"When they came back and saw that their nest was gone, they must have gone mad." After saying that, the cactus laughed heartily, and Ruora, who was looking at the comic book behind her, also smiled slightly.

Lu Jiaer also laughed when he heard this.

The two fleets soon met, and the battlefield was between the twin stars, right in the middle.

At the beginning, the two armies met and opened up a distance to bombard, but the effect was not good, and the cruiser-class Veil Defense Force Field on the side of the Air Regimental was only slightly burned off under the ultra-long-distance indiscriminate bombardment of the Xiongshili Legion, and it was immediately replenished.

The same is true of the cruiser-class swordsman's cloak electromagnetic distortion system of the Xiongshili fleet, only slightly damaged, and repaired within a thousandth of a second.

I saw that on both sides of the battlefield, the 10,000 cruisers on each side were violently emitting ultra-long-range laser rays, and their different colors, and the ever-changing defensive force field flickered like a bubble to resist the same inverter laser beams of thousands of colors.

At this time, the only thing that the top brass of the two fleets could think of was hand-to-hand combat and destroy each other with baron cannons.

This is because the baryon cannon cannot be resisted by any defensive force field, and the only thing that can be resisted is the dimensional defense force field that the overlord of the universe deserves to have, and this kind of vehicle is a level far beyond the cruiser, and only one can crisscross the battlefield, kill the enemy like a mountain, destroy the enemy like a sea, an interstellar battleship!

And a warship of this level is something that the soldiers of this branch of the Xiongshili Legion have never seen in their lives.

After passing the time for a while, the fighting spirit of the warriors on both sides gradually rose to a peak, and they were also extremely angry at the attack in front of them that could not achieve the effect.

Either way, the two leaders who were enemies of each other sighed secretly, they all had to make a decision, and this decision could kill their fleet in flames, or destroy countless enemies.

So the leaders of both sides issued notices at about the same time, and the time had come for the two armies to fight.

In the purest black, the boundless nebula material spreads out like an oil painting, and in the corner of this nebula, between the two strange stars surrounding each other, in the still bright time and space, 10,000 beautifully designed and majestic space warships, which people call cruiser-level military armed spaceships, will be together at a very fast speed.

It's just that their meeting will not bring cheers, but a fight that I don't know whether it will be vigorous or miserable.

The baryon guns of each battleship fired with the most powerful power, without color or sound, devouring the opponent's cruiser alive and swallowing the body piece by piece, but like lions besieging each other, even if a piece of flesh was lost in the thigh or back, it still stood tragically on the vast grassland, opening its bloody mouth as much as possible at the opponent, and biting it desperately.

On this battlefield mixed with warships of various shapes, all wars have returned to their most primitive form, and all tactics and strategies are clumsy in a one-on-one, or many-to-many situation.

In the battle of thousands of armies, only soldiers single-handedly, or kill enemy generals, or destroy enemy soldiers, there is no beauty at all.

The cactus wandering on this battlefield has lost contact with Lu Jiaer, I don't know if he is dead or alive, and even he himself may be swept away by the aftermath of the energy of the baryon cannon that came from there in Sumeru, and he will be reduced to nothing.

He saw that the cruiser, which was 10,000 times the size of his piercing, and the behemoth with a mass of about 800 million tons, was completely mutilated by the bombardment of the opponent's baryon artillery, but no matter which side it was, it was all trying its best to kill the other party before he checkmated.

This situation spread throughout the battlefield, fighting each other in twos and threes.

And the cactus, sighed, he had no choice, even if he made up two cannons on the dying Xiongshi Chestnut cruiser, it would be useless, their cruiser-level swordsman's cloak could easily and easily resist the attack of the piercing person's laser cannon.

This is the difference between the warships that are not of the same magnitude, although the defense field system is a system, but as the strength of the battleship used increases, the strength of the force field also increases by an order of magnitude, because the quality of the energy it provides increases.

Just as he was driving the Piercer away from this battlefield to prepare to watch the fire from the other side, he suddenly thought of the Heavenly Gift of the Piercing.

Isn't the only gift it has now just been fusion? Thinking of this, the cactus smiled slightly.

Seeing the wreckage of a cruiser of the Xiongshili Legion behind him, the piercing man rushed forward. Because this battleship is only the engine core was blown up, and the others are still well preserved.

At this time, the cactus psychology had a small plan, which was to fuse two cruisers in a row, the first was to get its body and armament, and the second was to replace the broken engine core of the previous cruiser.

Fortunately, at this time, no one had found any trace of the piercing, they just eliminated one opponent and then eliminated the next, and no one expected the action that the cactus would do at this time.