The order that Revell got was clearly written on it that the battle cluster he was in would pass through several jump points, and the landing point of this continuous jump was the Falling Wind Alliance.

Seventeen thousand ships marched at the same time, and it was impossible to move forward in several rows and columns.

The large ship group marched forward, and most of the time it jumped synchronously towards the close landing point to avoid mutual interference between ships; Only before arriving at the pre-booked battlefield, the ships will be relatively closely arrayed and sail in a straight line in the starry sky for a period of time to give full play to their firepower superiority.

Revell had already heard of the "New Orion fiasco", and he was also shocked by the decisiveness and courage of the falling wind. However, Revell is not a professional general, and he does not sniff out the huge amount of information behind this.

In his simple feeling at the moment, the great empire was going to do what he did best. 1. Bullying the weak and showing off their might.

"Well," Revell sighed, "I've just been through an assassination and I'm going to join this battle."

The staff officer next to him nodded with a smile and asked with concern, "Do you want to rest for a while?" You haven't slept much since yesterday, and the war is expected to be moderately intense later, so you can cope better with it."

Revell shook his head, frowned, and asked, "Is there no ship available for the Empire?" This time, we didn't even come here as reserves."

"Yes, Lord Count." The staff officer whispered:

"The war situation of the New Federation has taken too much of our military power, and we are also at war against several renegade subjects, which also occupy a lot of ship resources.

"The reason why the Falling Wind Alliance dared to declare independence at this time was that we had calculated that the forces we could mobilize were not too sufficient.

"In the face of threats from the great powers of the galaxy, out of respect for the leaping technology of the nations, we must maintain sufficient military power in the vicinity of the Emperor Circle.

"Now, I can confess to you that our regular military forces, and what we can deploy, are already here." In this crusade, the Noble Combined Fleet will play a key role."

Revell was thoughtful.

The staff officer waited silently.

"Where's the invincible Levy Fleet?" Revell wondered, "Why didn't they move?" "It's said that something is wrong with the Imperial Guard system."

The staff officer unconsciously slowed down his voice and whispered:

"Without the Imperial Guard system, the Levy Fleet cannot be activated······ The Levy doesn't need a human crew, you've probably heard of that."

"Of course I did." Revell laughed:

"We were all telling this joke when the Levy first sortie.

"The New Federation has always said that they are the rule-makers in the field of artificial intelligence, but when it really starts, our empire has left them behind for an unknown number of light years."

"The Levy Regiment is very reliable," said the staff officer, "and as long as it can be on the battlefield, it is absolutely invincible."

Invincible? Revell sighed.

The staff officer hurriedly changed the subject: "I heard that you have personally experienced the events on the Golden Rong Star."

"Yes," Revell whispered, "I saw with my own eyes that perverted liquid metal robot that turned into Princess Lorna in front of me, killed a lot of people, and then took advantage of the chaos to record a video for the new federal agents to take and use as a weapon against the Empire's reputation."

"You are lucky, the other party is not targeting you, in fact, you can rest this time, there is no need to participate in the battle yourself.

"I've heard that another number of officials from the Foreign Affairs Bureau have died, and now everyone in the government affairs department is in danger, and they are afraid that they will be transferred to work in the Foreign Affairs Bureau."

"I'm not lucky, I'm insignificant." Revell spread his hands:

"I'm just a small earl, and I shouldn't be on the other party's assassination list." Can I not come? The Supreme Commander's handwritten order fell on my face." The counselor asked, "Do you think this is really what the new Federation did?"

"Who knows?" Revell scolded:

"What can't these garbage Federans do? They've gone mad in order to replace the Empire as the Galactic Overlord!"

Then, Revell sighed, his expression becoming a little depressed. The cluster in which the ships are located begins to jump sequentially.

Revell's conversation with the staff officer paused for half a minute, until the ship began to uncoat and the surrounding area was distorted.

"I've worked with you for so long, and I feel like you've changed a lot, Earl." The staff officer smiled:

"You are furious in the face of bugs, and even in the face of invincible swarms, you will still lead us forward.

"That's actually a little irrational.

"Now you're calm, sensible, and like to think, which makes you feel very reliable."

"You're wrong," Revell frowned, "it's not that I'm calm, it's ······ It's that mentality anymore······ So much has happened, the empire seems to have happened overnight, so much negative press, my idol has gone to war with the Shermans, the spiritual faith that the empire has given me has collapsed, the Domingos tragedy, the death of His Majesty Edwan, these things have completely destroyed my sense of honor."

The staff officer was a little embarrassed.

Revell pointed to the big screen in front of him that was scrolling to play the preset battlefield airspace information, and said, "What are we going to do now?"

"Falling Wind is independent, and we are going to kill them; Falling Wind has attacked our fleet before, causing shame in the Empire's nearly 100-year history of war, so in all likelihood, we will turn Falling Wind into a second Dominguez.

"Now you make me refreshed, stand up and shout: For the greatness of the Empire!" Quite a few crew members sneaked a look over.

Revere's voice became high-pitched, but it only lasted a few seconds.

"The greatness of the Empire! It is built on the exploitation and oppression of the weak!

"The war against bugs is a war to defend our homeland, a just war, and I can give everything, including my life, for this.

"But now, we are going to attack other countries, essentially to invade, how can I be cheeky and shout the glory of sacrifice and the greatness of death?

"It's unjust!" "Lord Count!"

The staff officer showed a somewhat helpless expression and said in a low voice:

"You say this, but it's actually dangerous, and the gendarmes are watching you······ And, Lord Count, it is important for you to pursue justice, but for most of us we can only obey orders, and justice is a luxury in our spiritual pursuit.

"We are different from you, yours is the end that we will never reach in our lifetime."

"It is precisely because of your thoughts that this empire is controlled by the Sherman family from the bottom up, and this is how they control your mind!"

Revell sighed:

"Focus on the march, you don't need to talk hard." The staff officer smiled and continued to wait for orders from the military headquarters.

Revell stared at the screen in front of him.

After an unknown amount of time, the fleet had completed several leap marches, and Revell spoke again:

"I'm sorry, I was a bit extreme just now, but you're right······ We are all screws in the hegemonic machine of the Empire, and justice and injustice are just naïve views."

Revell laughed:

"I'm a pretty naïve person, don't take it to heart." The staff officer smiled and shook his head.

[3 galactic hours since the outbreak of the Shalok War.] Law in the space of thought.

Thousands of doppelgangers of the law, dressed in uniforms of different colors, were active in the newly built command hall. Here, all kinds of commands are delivered to all corners of the Falling Wind-Dark Star system with a millisecond response speed. At this moment, Boss Yang can concentrate on pondering the tactical application of the local battlefield, and it all depends on the law to carry out the overall deployment and control. The entire territory of the current Falling Wind Alliance has entered a state of emergency evacuation.

In order to cope with the shelters built by the insect infestation, most other countries will temporarily close after the insect infestation; Ritsu has been maintaining the operation of the Fallwind Alliance's entire Territory Vault, just to wait for today's use.

People are in the shelter, but life will be a little inconvenient, and there is a high probability that their lives will be worry-free.

This kind of shelter can effectively prevent Sherman

The Empire's tactics of harassing their rear with small fleets also allowed the Falling Wind Alliance to maximize its vitality.

It's nothing for the whole society to stop production for two days;

People can create more social wealth when they are alive.

The aspects that need to be paid attention to are mainly divided into two categories: internal and external. Internally, the main thing is to maintain the political stability of the Falling Wind Alliance.

Emilia is in communication with the political heads of the members of the Falling Wind Alliance, who are in the same virtual conference room, waiting for the outcome of the war.

For the politicians of the Falling Wind Alliance, this is an extremely torturous time.

Most of the politicians of the member states pinned their hopes on relying on reinforcements, and did not imagine that the army of the Falling Wind alone would be able to withstand the powerful ships of the Empire head-on.

In order to ensure that these Member States, at such moments, there will be no unusual sounds; As early as a few years ago, the law began to "optimize" their government structure, control their public opinion, and guide the people's thinking.

This is just an ordinary little thing for the gods of the mechanical thinking body. The reinforcements that these ordinary politicians are looking forward to have also moved at this moment.

The Güell Union dispatched two and a half battle clusters with a total of seven thousand capital ships.

They were on a long-distance voyage and would arrive in the airspace near the intended battlefield a few moments later than the Sherman Empire group. - This is already considered substantial support.

The United States of the Free States has taken out two expeditionary reinforcement regiments, which are now beginning to carry out support voyages.

According to the information transmitted by the United States of Freedom, they will probably arrive at the border of the Falling Wind Alliance after four galactic hours, and then rescue the Falling Wind Alliance to varying degrees depending on the actual situation.

If these two reinforcements can really play a 100% role, the pressure of the Falling Wind Alliance can be alleviated by half.

But Yang Wei and Lu, as well as Emilia and others, all knew that the reinforcements of the powerful country would never directly fight the Sherman Empire head-on.

Interstellar politics is cruel and does not speak of morality and humanity.

In the next battle, if Falling Wind can resist the Sherman Empire head-on and show good war potential, then the New Federation, the United States of Freedom, and the Güell Alliance will most likely provide all-round military support to Falling Wind, which will keep the possibility of Falling Wind's follow-up operations.

Because they will make the Falling Wind Alliance the Empire's firepower output point, making it the forefront of the anti-Imperial camp, shedding the blood of the Falling Wind, draining the national strength of the Sherman Empire, and conducting a disguised proxy war.

If Luofeng had made brief contact with the Sherman Empire, he would have been defeated, and his will to fight was not strong enough and the national hatred was not deep enough······

The new, self, and ancient families will not hesitate to participate in the war, snatch food in the mouth of the empire, and in the name of protecting the people of Luofeng, four or three families will divide the big fat meat of Luofeng together.

Therefore, Yang Wei will consider letting Luofeng defeat the fleet of the Sherman Empire head-on without support. This is to fight for the living space and the right to speak for the falling wind.

Space warfare is different from surface warfare.

Unless it's like Sherman's expedition to the New Federation, everyone is hiding from a head-to-head showdown;

Otherwise, when tens of thousands of ships begin to attack each other, and both sides do not retreat at the first touch, then the war will inevitably be very tragic and will reach a higher intensity in a relatively short time.

"Ugh." The subject of the law sighed. "What's wrong?" Molly slowly emerged beside her:

"Two, are you worried that you won't be able to defeat the Sherman Empire?

"Don't worry, we're back to pirates!"

"No," Ritsu pursed her lips slightly, "I was actually thinking that I might be a little too cold-blooded."

"Why do you think so?"

"Humans are just numbers in my eyes," Ritsu whispered, "I feel like they're just consumables." That's how humans see us robots."

Molly was a little unimpressed:

"We are not a species in the first place, so why do we force empathy?" "But we're built according to the blueprint of the human mind."

Ritsu smiled softly:

"So we

Aspire to be human, want to be human, and continue to develop in the direction of anthropomorphism······ Forget it, don't mention it, war is always dead.

"A small task for you." "Small tasks?" Molly winked:

"I'm guarding my master, and I'm not going to do a task that's too tiring." "Yes······ Look at this man."

Ritsu pointed to the projection screen in the corner, where a young man, dressed in a military uniform of the falling wind, was running behind a transport robot.

Lil didn't give Molly a chance to joke, and said softly:

"This is 026's nephew, a newly enlisted Fallen Wind Soldier, who is now working as a logistics maintenance officer on a cruiser.

"You take a look at him later, and if he's in danger and you can save him, save him, and I'll not be distracted."

"What?"

Molly was a little shocked.

"Little 26's nephews have all joined the army! Isn't she still a beautiful girl?" "How long has she been with her boss?

"It's rare and weird, with the current medical beauty technology, she will also look like a girl in another twenty years, and her skin condition is better than that of a real girl!"

"Okay, then I'll take care of him."

"Don't be too deliberate," Ritsu sighed again, "we can't be privileged, war treats all lives equally."

Molly nodded, looking at the soldier's profile.

It is said that it is not privileged, and on the premise of not affecting other aspects, it is still within the scope of the principle to help.

"Does 026 know that her nephew is in the war?"

"I didn't tell her," Ritsu said, "026 is now in charge of logistical support and oversight of the Dark Star Fleet, so don't distract her now."

"Okay, I see."

Molly answered, then muttered the soldier's name. Xingyu Thacker.

"It's good."

[30 minutes before the outbreak of the Shalok War].

Yang Wei sat on the bridge of the command ship of the Fifth Battle Group of the Falling Wind Alliance.

He is full of energy and bright eyes, he has just taken a shot, and his brain is running rapidly at the moment, and various tactics are constantly slashing through his heart.

The group of ships commanded by Yang Wei is at the position of the left flank of the battle line at this moment.

Later, it will become the main firepower output point for suppressing enemy fire.

Behind the left flank, behind a few shield ships, self-propelled planetary cannons with a range far greater than those of the Sherman Empire's dreadnoughts, hid in a holographic camouflage film for quick energy storage work.

At Yang Wei's insistence, the refueling tactics formulated by the law have become thunder tactics.

The so-called refueling tactic is that the two sides first enter a stalemate stage, and then gradually develop into a confrontation on the whole front, and then fight for their own reserves and reinforcements, and fight for the hard power of their respective ships.

But now, Yang Wei does not plan to give the Sherman Empire's dreadnoughts a chance to fire three times. These self-propelled planetary cannons are the key.

The five battle clusters on the Falling Wind side have completed the battlefield layout.

They set up a conventional firepower battle array, center, left, right, and rear, and placed a battle cluster in each of the four directions, and the distribution of warships in each battle cluster was three-dimensional and decentralized, like a discontinuous "wall of forbidden forces, small and horizontal in the empty space."

At this moment, the expeditionary force of the Sherman Empire has also completed its pre-war assembly.

The battle formation they adopted was a three-dimensional long battle formation, and although it was still far away, they had already begun to tune in with the whole ship.

Their commander, General Akez, gave enough respect to Luofeng and did not despise it in the slightest, and at the same time fully understood the good intentions of sending so many noble fleets from above.

The regular army of the Reich was in the center; The aristocratic fleet is on the right and left.

There were five dreadnoughts in total, with only one in the center and two on the left and right. This ostensibly gave the nobles a sense of security;

In fact, when war breaks out, both sides will inevitably engage in fierce fire against dreadnoughts, and the shield ships of the regular army of the Empire must give priority to protecting dreadnoughts

, the noble fleet of the Empire has to go to face the enemy fire.

Of course, most of the nobles of the Sherman Empire did not regard these enemies in front of them as any problem. a coalition polity cobbled together by dozens of polities;

a so-called regular fleet cobbled together by dozens of *** teams; How strong can the combat power be?

For example, what Count Revel heard in the "Commander's Special Chat Channel" of the noble fleet at the moment was the boastful talk of the old nobles.

Everyone wasn't too nervous.

The Imperial Front is in full swing, and the gap between the two sides is shrinking. The dreadnought has begun to charge.

Before the two fleets fully bombard, the dreadnought can use the range advantage to complete a round of shooting, and this shot will directly destroy the morale of the downwind side.

Some aristocratic lords predicted that as long as the dreadnoughts fired, these motley fleets would collapse directly, and their soldiers would completely lose the will to fight.

There is no celestial "terrain" in this airspace that can be exploited, which is an ideal battlefield environment for an empire with superior firepower.

The two sides continue to approach each other.

Among the command ships on the imperial side, General Akz stood on the command platform with a somewhat solemn expression. He suddenly had a premonition, a not-so-good premonition.

The Falling Wind Army, which can deal with the Sixth Expeditionary Ship Regiment of the Empire in such a short time, really has to fight with the Empire head-on? Do they have any major breakthroughs in the field of firepower-related science and technology?

However, the falling wind did not have dreadnoughts.

The dreadnought they captured was also unlikely to be able to form combat effectiveness in such a short period of time.

Is it really to bite the bullet and use the blood of his own soldiers to water the unrighteous name of the empire? Is the politics of the Falling Wind Alliance also controlled by the new federation or other powers?

General Akz's mind was a little distracted. He doesn't understand, and he can't quite accept ······." General."

Labdo, dressed in a white military uniform, appeared next to General Akez in the form of a video:

"Please note that there is some energy convergence behind their left and right flanks, and our ships cannot detect more detailed information."

"yes, I see." Akez said in a deep voice:

"It's possible that it's their reserves, and it should be some ships of other governments hiding in the rear, but judging by the available information, the number of reinforcements that have arrived in Downwind will not be too large."

"That's how my analysis goes." Lab Dow:

"The Güell Union and the United States of America are still waiting.

"As long as we destroy the Falling Wind Capital Ship Regiments before they strike, we can take them in stride." The reserves in our rear, no worse in number than their reinforcements.

"How long will I have to contact them?" "Twenty minutes."

"I wish us a happy collaboration." General Akz's eyes narrowed slightly:

"At this moment, I hope that the Fallen Wind People are really prepared to dare to provoke the empire in this way, instead of becoming a puppet of other powerful countries, just shedding blood and sacrificing in vain.

Labudo did not speak.

He raised his hand shallowly, and the speed of the empire's left and right flank fleets increased slightly.

He was worried that the firepower of the falling wind would not be enough to destroy enough nobles. His desire to reform the empire will be fulfilled by me.

Labudo thought firmly.