One after another, the battleships of Karzarin were either blown up or demanded surrender. Mayach's fleet is like a god possessed, and it is extraordinarily brave. The main cannon is shot out, it is definitely a dozen and one accurate, and the mecha long knife is directed, and there is no one who can do it!

There is no doubt that the morale of both officers and soldiers in the Karzarin army has long been exhausted. In the internal channel, it is either a cry of pain before death, a request for support, or a request for retreat. The flagship of the First Fleet had been powdered in the salvo of the Mayach fleet, and the remaining battleships of the entire First Fleet had fallen into disarray, without effective leadership and command. And the commander of the Second Fleet, although still alive, is also broken, and only thinks about what direction to flee. As for the Sixth Fleet, there are no more spaceships left, and all the warships they use are Weilong export types, and with that weak defense capability, it is a great luck that they can hold on to this kind of battle.

Seeing that the situation in Karzarin was gone, Omir immediately ordered the army to begin to shrink, except for sending the Eighth Fleet to pursue the enemy and collect the surrendered ships, the remaining warships must be immediately reorganized in case of a surprise attack by the Selemiye army.

In the process, Omir also sent a message to the fat Count of Selemiye, hoping that the other party would be able to evacuate the United Emirates. But to his disappointment, not to mention the evacuation, there was no reply to even his correspondence.

It seems that this battle with Selemiye is absolutely inevitable.

……

Holding a glass of cellar wine sent by Hisham, Count Tawfig took a sip and praised: "It is really worthy of the cellar wine of nearly a hundred years, just smelling this smell, it makes people's spirits like flying in the sky, it is really wonderful." ”

Slowly finishing the wine in the glass, Tawfig glanced at the battle on the screen.

After a while, he waved his hand, called his adjutant and said, "The fruit is already ripe, if you don't pick it, I'm afraid you won't have a chance." Command the army and get ready to go. ”

"Yes, Count." The adjutant received the order and immediately conveyed the order. Suddenly, the 50,000 Poison Falcon warships, which had long been ready, immediately turned on their standby engines to the maximum, and while filling the energy of their main guns, they rushed at high speed towards the Maiah fleet, which was still in the midst of an exchange.

Tawfig didn't care about any of this, as the commander of the legion, he just had to grasp the big picture. As for the specifics of the battle, naturally those adjutants and staff officers advised him. Seeing that the army was moving, Tawfig picked up the wine again and tasted it carefully, with a satisfied face.

"If you can pocket the entire Karzarin in one fell swoop this time, and go back this time to reward your merits, not to mention the Marquis and Duke, maybe Your Majesty will directly give me a prince. It would be even more wonderful if you could get a dozen more planets as fiefdoms. ”

……

While Mayah's fleet was still pursuing the remnants of Karzarin's defeat, the army of 50,000 warships of Selemiye swooped down, like a giant beast in the wilderness, as if it was about to swallow Mayah's fleet in one gulp, and the momentum was extremely fierce.

But Meyach's fleet had just won a great victory, killing the most powerful fleet of Karzarin in the United Emirates, and every ship, every officer, every soldier had a great deal of self-confidence in their hearts, as if they were no longer invincible. Even if the New American Ace Fleet or the Chutang Royal Fleet appeared, they would dare to fight.

As soon as Selemiye's fleet showed an attacking stance, these Mayah soldiers immediately shouted that they wanted to give Selemiye a good look! Perhaps, in their opinion, Selemiye's fleet is probably not as powerful as Karzarin's. After all, they rarely engage in exchanges of fire with people, and it is not at all clear what the combat strength of the fleets of various countries is. In terms of combat effectiveness, Selemiye's fleet was at least more than 20% higher than that of Karzarin, not only because of the quality of the ships and the level of the commanders, but more importantly, the level of training of the soldiers. A fleet that is just stuffy and training is absolutely unable to defeat a fleet that fights on the battlefield all year round.

As a commander, although he had just defeated Karzarin's fleet, Omir was not as elated as his men, and he observed all forms of the battlefield with great calmness, without the slightest overheating.

Orders were passed from his mouth to every fleet through Mudeal.

Although these officers and soldiers wanted to fight with Selemiye's fleet, it was best to completely annihilate this fleet in order to raise the prestige and strength of Meyach. But Omir's orders forced them to retreat slightly, and then the ships were tightly bonded with each other to form an extremely dense defensive formation, and in this way they met the enemy.

It's not that Umir didn't dare to confront the Selemiah fleet head-on, although the Selemiyeh soldiers were of a high level, but Mayah's soldiers were imposing. As long as the momentum rises, the combat effectiveness can be greatly improved, and if it is used properly, let alone increase the strength to the same level as Selemiye, even if it is exceeded, it is very likely. But this is extremely dangerous, as long as there is a slight loss, if the morale drops, it will be like dominoes, which will directly lead to the disadvantage of the entire battle situation. Under the powerful offensive of Selemiye, Omir had only one way to escape.

If that happens, the fruits of his previous victory over Karzarin will be plundered by Selemiye, and even Meyah and other emirates will fall into Selemiye's hands. This is something that Omir does not want to see.

Therefore, in order to be safe, he let the battleships form a defensive formation, so as to slowly wear down the opponent's strength.

After the battle just now, even if the Maiah fleet fought with momentum and the battle situation was one-sided, it was not without losses. Defeated 30,000 of the opponent's warships, Maiyach himself lost about 12,000 ships. There are still 68,000 ships left, 18,000 more than Selemiye, and if they are well managed, there may be a chance of victory.

Umir simply did not even pursue the fleeing Karzarin warships, and combined all the warships in formation to meet the Selemiye fleet with all his might.

The distance between the two sides grew closer and closer, and finally came within range of the main guns.

The range of the main guns of the Poison Falcon battleship is similar to that of the Weilong battleship, and it has almost reached the extreme of this type of battleship. Therefore, as soon as I entered the range, I saw that tens of thousands of rays of light were shot out from both sides at the same time, and a salvo shot out, illuminating the entire black starry sky in a piece of blue, which was very beautiful.

In an instant, the high-energy beams of the main guns of both sides shot directly into each other's formations, and countless explosions flashed immediately, like brilliant fireworks, blooming in the dark starry sky with the beauty of life when it was about to disappear.

"Quick, show me the losses on both sides!"

As soon as the salvo was over, Omir shouted. The central light brain of the flagship was rapidly calculating, this kind of battle of a large army with an entire number of 100,000 ships, it was impossible to get a loss report in a very short time. It took about two or three minutes for Omir to get what he wanted to see carefully.

After just one glance, his face changed, and the hand on the keyboard trembled slightly.

The light brain screen clearly showed that after that round of salvo, at least 4,000 battleships in Mai Yah were blown up, and about 6,000 battleships lost their combat effectiveness and could no longer exert their combat effectiveness. With just one salvo, Omir lost an entire fleet. Although he didn't need to spend a lot of money on these warships, the cost of materials, as well as the ship's operators and mechfighters and fighter pilots, such losses were already extremely heavy for Omir.

What frightened him was not this, but the ratio of battle losses between the two sides.

Selemiah was also subjected to a volley of Mayach, and in terms of the number of main guns, Mayach's side had 18,000 more guns, but even so, it only destroyed less than 3,000 of the opponent's warships, and no more than 5,000 of them were incapacitated.

This is the reason why Omir's face has changed, just from the fire of the main gun, you can see how strong the two sides are.

But now he has no other way but to shoot at the other side like this. It was only hoped that the count of Selemiye would not be able to bear the loss and withdraw from Karzarin. There is no other way.

Although he was distressed by the loss of warships and soldiers, Omir could only do so. This is undoubtedly a torment for his soul.

Another volley, this time the losses were not as good as the previous one, but they were also enormous. There were also many warships on the Selemiye side, which made Omir breathe a sigh of relief, and hoped that the fat earl's family would be poorer and that he would not be able to sustain such a loss, so he would evacuate as soon as possible.

It's just that he didn't know that Count Tawfig's family was not poor, but it was still a powerful family with great power in the country.

Although his family could not build their own warships like Omir, they did have good relations with some of the big plutocracy in New America. You know, the new America can be said to be a country completely controlled by large plutocracy. With this relationship, the Taufiger family could get warships from New America at a low price, and in addition to using them for their own use, they also sold them at a high price. Especially during this period of time, due to the blockade of arms sales by the Chu and Tang sides, the Taufige family made a lot of profits, and the price of the battleship rose again and again, making a lot of money. Although the profit of a single warship is not as good as that of Omir's shipyards, the volume of people is large, and the overall income is more than double that of Omir's shipyards.

Is such a family still afraid of losing a battleship?

Omir didn't know the details of Tawfig, and he was still struggling to support it, but he couldn't see that the other party had the slightest intention of evacuating.

Suddenly, the tide of the battle changed, and Selemiye's fleet accelerated again, abandoning the tactics of firing a salvo with the Mayach fleet, and rushed straight to the hinterland of the Mayach fleet. Omir hurriedly asked each warship to lock on to the opponent's forward, and must block the opponent's impact. If you are rushed by it and release the mecha and fighter planes, your side will definitely be defeated! If the distance is farther and the two sides shoot against each other, he can also rely on the numerical advantage to smooth out the difference caused by lack of training.

But once it comes to the melee of mecha fighters, those Selemiye mecha warriors have extremely rich battlefield experience, and those under their command will definitely not be able to defeat them.

"What should I do if this continues?"

Seeing that the enemy's fleet had already rushed straight towards him, Omir hesitated and had difficulty making a decision. If he retreats at this time, he can still maintain some of his strength in order to make a comeback. If he didn't retreat, unless something miracle happened, he would definitely lose the battle.

"Your Majesty, withdraw......" Mutaial said bitterly.

Seeing that his army had defeated Karzarin and was about to reap the fruits of victory, he could not defeat the army of Selemiye. Such an ending is undoubtedly the most painful, even for Mudeal, who has lived most of his life, not to mention Omir as a commander.

"Retreat...... If we retreat, I am afraid that most of the United Emirates will fall into the hands of the Selemiyah, and we are the sinners of the Arabs! ”

Omir covered his face, his voice tinged with infarction.

Seeing the young king's appearance, Mutai Al sighed heavily, arched his hand and said: "The old minister is looking forward to His Majesty's horse in everything, whether he wants to retreat or fight, the old minister definitely supports His Majesty's choice!" ”

Omir let go of his hand, looked at Mudean Al with crystal eyes, and said, "Da Nayan, we have already lost this battle. Before I came here, I had everything in place. If we don't outcome, my brother Umar will take all the money and family of Maiah and leave here on the Shield Group's spaceship to find a way to make a comeback. So, I don't have any worries anymore, so I'm here today to fight to the death with Selemiye! Even if we were to fight it all, we wouldn't be able to let Selemiye's fleet leave here. I believe that the kings of those emirates should also know the seriousness of the matter, and their combined forces will not lose to me or Hisham, and they will definitely drive out the remaining Selemiya fleet! ”

"Good, good!" Mutai Al raised his eyebrows and smiled: "The old minister will accompany His Majesty to fight today, even if he dies, he will bite off a piece of their flesh." ”

Letting go of the shackles in his heart, Omir regarded death as home, and no longer had any worries.

Seeing that Selemiye's fleet was about to be inserted into the hinterland of Mayach's fleet, Omir immediately mobilized the warships, and two groups of warships instantly shot out from both wings, like a pair of giant pincers, clamping Selemiye's forward and making him dare not charge easily.

In this way, the two sides fought fiercely, and countless warships exploded every moment.

Mechs, warplanes, missiles, torpedoes, beams, ...... The reflection of this starry sky is extraordinarily enchanting.

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Fleet is completely annihilated......"

"Your Majesty, the flagship of the Sixth Fleet exploded, and Commander Hakim was martyred......"

"Your Majesty, the Third Fleet has been routed, the organization has been disrupted, and it is impossible to command normally......"

"Your Majesty, the flagship of the Fourth Fleet was attacked by enemy mechmen, and Commander Muhimeni was martyred......"

"Your Majesty......"

Looking at the screen, the number of warships belonging to his side is getting smaller and smaller, and Omir's heart is already as solid as a rock, as if it is just a cold number, so that his heart does not have the slightest wave.

Finally, when there were less than 30,000 warships of his own, a smile suddenly appeared on Omir's face.

"Order, with my battleship as the center, launch the final raid!"

Mayah's fleet changed in an instant, and the ships that were still intact made their way through the vast wreckage and gathered next to Omir's flagship. These battleships were able to survive such a big battle, and they were already the elite of the elite. If they survive this battle, they will not be weaker than the main fleet of Selemiye. Only, will they survive?

"Charge with me!"

Umir raised his voice, and the flagship he was riding on was like a sharp spear, plunging straight into the army of Selemiyeh. Inspired by his momentum, the remaining Maiah battleships were undaunted one by one, following him closely behind him, rushing away.

It seems that the charge of Maiach's fleet was discovered, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that it was just a reflection of their dying days. Selemiye's fleet also had only about 30,000 ships left, and as long as they survived the last wave of Meyach's attack, the final victory would be theirs.

However, just as the two fleets were about to clash, the battle situation suddenly changed dramatically.

A black, ghostly fleet appeared behind the Selemiye army at some point, and its astonishing speed, like a sharp sword, pierced straight into the back of the Selemiye army......