Kingdom of Mayah, northern border.

"Damn the Scorpion Army!"

Looking at the Scorpio Fleet on the screen, which was biting the First Fleet and not letting go, Omir couldn't help but curse. He has always given people a steady and humble feeling, and Omir would say such words, which is enough to see how angry he is in his heart.

The Scorpion Empire's army invaded, and Omir personally led four fleets to block the enemy in the middle line. He originally thought of deploying heavy troops on the Eastern Front, in order to defeat the enemy on the Eastern Front, and then form a flanking attack behind the enemy forces on the central line and annihilate the enemy on the central line in one fell swoop. But he never thought that the Scorpion Empire would be the same as he thought, and it also deployed heavy troops on the Eastern Front, and with the support of artificial intelligence [Cotton], it easily won the victory and rushed straight to Maiah.

As a result, they are in a dilemma in the middle line. The Meyah side had only four fleets on the central front, while the enemy had five.

Under the fierce attack of the enemy, the Fourth Fleet, which was at the forefront of the defensive line, suffered a heavy blow and had to retreat to allow the First Fleet to go up. Although this withstood the enemy's attack and caused a lot of damage to the enemy, at this time, after Omir learned of the crisis of the capital star, it was no longer possible to withdraw the First Fleet from the fierce battle.

Even if Lin Moxue, who came from Chu Tang's aid, gave him a few moves, the enemy seemed to quickly understand his intentions, and he bit the First Fleet without letting go. In the absence of a turn, it is impossible to retreat from the battlefield to safety, without five or six hours. Moreover, the enemy did not care about any losses at all, and seemed to only want to drag the enemy on the middle line of Maiach here.

Because the Michaelis particle has cut off contact with the outside world, Omir doesn't know what happened to his capital star to the current location.

He was well aware of the defensive strength of the Capital Star, and if the number of fleets invested by the Scorpion Empire on the Eastern Front exceeded the number of reconnaissance numbers, then the Capital Star would probably be occupied by the enemy by now. The Seventh Fleet, led by Umar, would absolutely not be able to stop the enemy's offensive.

"Brother......" He smashed his fist in pain on the armrest of the chair, and several ministers around him glanced at it but lowered their heads and sighed, even if they had the heart to comfort him, they didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, Omir stood up from his seat.

He shouted loudly: "I can't care so much, the capital is in danger, and we don't have any reason to delay here any longer." Pass my orders, the first, fifth, and eleventh fleets, all-out attack! Since the enemy doesn't want us to leave, kill them all and we'll go back!" ”

Several ministers were shocked, in fact, they had already considered such a approach. Despite the fact that the enemy's fleet outnumbered Meyach, it was far inferior to Meyach in terms of the quality of its warships. Among the several fleets located here at this moment, except for the Eleventh Fleet, which is a Weilong military type, the first, fifth, and fourth fleet, which has more than two-thirds of the battle losses, all have advanced Wumu-class warships, and they can completely win this battle.

However, at the beginning, this idea was rejected by everyone because of the fear of Myach, considering that it would take too long to defeat the enemy and that the losses would increase.

And now, it is time to have to advance the decisive battle.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Several ministers immediately saluted, then walked to their respective positions and began to give orders.

Omir glanced painfully at his own fleet on the screen, and since they had been aiming to defend and contain them, the fleet's losses were not too great. The Fourth Fleet, which suffered the greatest losses, had five thousand battleships left, the First Fleet was almost intact, the Fifth Fleet on the left flank lost two thousand warships, and the Eleventh Fleet on the right flank lost about three and a half thousand ships. In other words, the Mai Yah army still maintained more than 40,000 warships on the middle line, and the number of enemies has been reduced from 75,000 at the beginning to 46,000 now, a full loss of 30,000 warships, and the battle loss ratio is about two to one.

And if a general offensive is launched under such circumstances, even if this battle is won, I am afraid it will only be a miserable victory.

In the end, the remaining warships will probably not exceed the number of a fleet.

The fleet on the eastern front was completely lost, and there was not much left on the central front, and the western front was the reinforcements of Chu Tang. By the end of the battle, there would be no better fleet to be found, except for the Eighth Fleet, which was stationed in the Alta region. In that case, even if the Scorpion Empire spares itself and does not attack again, Maiah will repeat the path of the New America. The surrounding countries will definitely not let go of the fat of Maiah, and the Arta region, which has just been occupied for a few years, will also fall back into chaos......

"Mai Yah ......"

Thinking of this, Omir's face turned pale, and he muttered the name of his homeland, and with a poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the white robe on his body with a little red spot.

"Your Majesty!" Several attendants around screamed in surprise and stepped forward one after another.

Omir leaned on his chair and shook his hand, "I'm fine, pour me a glass of water." ”

Sitting on the seat, he took the water cup from the attendant's hand, and took a slow sip, and Omir's face barely recovered.

"Mai Yah ......"

He muttered, "That's right, that guy from Yunyi is right. The Dragon Slayer Society is about to rise, and a great war is coming across the universe. Under such turbulent waves, how could Maiach, who had barely come to the present, survive in this great tide...... My Motherland, My People...... Don't blame me, I just want you to live happily ever after......"

When Omir's mind gradually became firm, he raised his head and looked at the screen, the three Maiyach fleets roared and launched a decisive onslaught against the Scorpion army close at hand, countless artillery fire was overwhelming, and clusters of light continued to flicker on the screen, like a beautiful mandala blooming in the yellow spring, constantly taking away human life.

"Mecha troop charge! Beat them up and beat me up with the shit of those bastards! ”

Hearing the wild roar in the command room, Omir slowly turned his head, it was the deputy commander of the fleet in charge of the strategic direction of the mecha unit, a rude military man. If he usually talked like this, Omir would definitely be angry, but right now, he only felt that the other party was so cute.

He smiled, and lay down in his chair looking up at the ceiling of the command room.

At this time, the capital star ...... Brother...... And those who serve themselves in the palace, as well as the nobles, commoners, merchants, and so on who live on the planet Myaher, I am afraid that they are all ......

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty! An officer ran over with a panicked look.

Omir said softly, "Don't worry, let's talk about something." ”

Omir's friendly voice made him stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "Your Majesty, we have detected a large number of warships in the rear of the enemy, and the specific number is still being analyzed, but it is estimated that ...... There will be no less than five fleets. ”

"Really?" Omir smiled, and suddenly felt a little weak. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, I know, you go down." ”

"Your Majesty......"

"Let's go down."

The officer looked at Omir with a serene face in a daze, his eyes suddenly turned a little red, and he whispered: "Your Majesty, no matter what the future holds, I will definitely use my life to protect you!" With that, he turned around and hurried away.

Umir said to himself, "As long as the people of Meyah can be happy, I will be satisfied." Growing Meyah from a small country with less than fifty planets to the present is a powerful country, but in doing so, it has also brought its people into the whirlpool of space wars. Wish...... They won't blame me. ”

The Maiah fleet, under the orders of the king, launched a final decisive attack! The fighting power they displayed was terrifying, and although they might have guessed the outcome of this battle, none of them flinched. For the sake of their country, for the sake of their beloved Majesty the King, every man, every mech, every warship, fearlessly charged at the enemy.

The overwhelming artillery fire completely covered this starry sky. Almost every second a battleship explodes, which means hundreds of deaths.

Some of these people are from the Mayach people, and some are from the Scorpion Empire.

Although they are all human beings, they have to fight together for different beliefs, and neither of them can retreat.

The officer who had reported to Omir was working on the light brain with his hands at a rapid pace, and his duty was to constantly count the number of enemies, count them, and send them to the staff for analysis. At this time, he had already entrusted the work to his colleagues, and he was trying his best to calculate the total number of enemies in the five fleets that suddenly appeared, and to judge their number, model, fleet number, speed, position, target, etc., these were all things that the staff needed, and the sooner they calculated it a minute, the sooner they could come up with the plan they had arranged.

"Huh?"

Seeing the results calculated on the screen, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Why is it 80,000 warships, and isn't the five full fleets 75,000?" If it's six, shouldn't it be 90,000? 80,000 warships, what's going on? ”

His hands quickly tapped on the keyboard, and in this case, only by calculating the number of the opponent's flagships could he judge the specific number of fleets.

"Four flagships?"

He looked at the data in disbelief, these were all calculated by the central light brain, and there would be absolutely no mistakes. However, the other side has only four fleets, but has 80,000 warships, doesn't it mean that one fleet has 20,000 warships?

20,000 ships!

He suddenly thought of a possibility...... It seems that only one of the countries in the entire galaxy has a fleet of this number.

And that country is its own ally, and at this moment, their reinforcements are rushing to the battlefield.

Could it be that those four fleets are ......

The thought of the whole possibility made him tremble with excitement. He knew very well what this information meant for the current Maiyach fleet, and the more so, the more cautious he became. Whether you can tell if those four fleets are their own reinforcements only needs to look at the state of the Scorpion Empire's fleet.

He quickly typed in the command, and the screen suddenly changed to the position behind the Scorpion Empire's fleet. Sure enough, as he expected, there was already a slight confusion in the rear of the enemy fleet, and quite a few battleships were trying to turn around. Although the angle of turning was still small due to the short time, he still noticed the change at a glance.

How can an officer who can serve on His Majesty's flagship be an ordinary person!

It's time to get the news out there.

He abruptly stood up from his seat, his gaze swept over the officers in the command room who were nervously operating the light brains, the high-ranking officials who were loudly commanding in the channel, and His Majesty who was sitting peacefully in his seat. Then, with tears in his eyes, he roared out loud!

"Report to Your Majesty, the 80,000 warship reinforcements of the Chu Tang Empire have arrived and are launching a fierce attack on the enemy army from the rear!"