The Grim Reaper had already flown over the Galaspar system, he spread his wings, he saw the cost, but he was unmoved.

Death cannot escape itself.

Quickly and silently pouring huge amounts of torpedoes and ammunition on them from enemy planetary defenses, this pocket civilization in a quiet corner has amassed an unimaginable amount of ammunition.

But they don't know exactly what they're attacking.

On their scanning system, a fleet of people was rapidly flying towards their main star, and the giant flying objects at the top and outer ends of the fleet, as well as the plasma thrusters on them, were identified, and the bullets were raining down.

As Motarian thought.

It wasn't a Death Guard ship, but an asteroid collected from various places, crudely loaded with plasma thrusters and controlled by technicians aboard the Fourth Knight.

The time for the Death Guards to prepare is short, so the plasma thrusters on these asteroids are only enough for them to go straight ahead—

That's enough.

The opposing fleet finally reacted, and a huge number of warships headed towards the death guards, and the dense guns on the warships called "surveillance fortresses" and "firepower platforms" were deep and dense.

The first fire began, but apparently neither side was able to achieve flank outflanking.

Suddenly, a pleasure ship broke away from its queue and passed directly through the outer asteroid defenses, standing in the center of the Death Guard fleet, firing in all directions.

"Keep in line."

Motarian said,

"All frontal batteries against the enemy."

The ship was quickly torn apart, but it did not take a step back before death came.

This further confirms Motarian's speculation about the Order.

Retreat is not allowed.

Realizing the victory brought by the first fortress, more and more surveillance fortresses broke away from the ranks and rushed into the fleet of death guards.

In the midst of the fierce fire, the asteroid began to disintegrate, and the sensors buried in the rock layer in advance faithfully recorded the process and sent a preset command to detonate the massive bomb planted by the Death Guard behind the asteroid!

The planet exploded in an instant, and in the return screen of the Fourth Knight, brilliant bright yellow waves gently brushed through the dark void.

But Motarian knew that it was enough to destroy a light cruiser.

The scattered fragments of the asteroid flew rapidly towards the nearest enemy ship, and the meteor shower fired wildly at the enemy troops.

On a well-defended surveillance fortress, the planetary rain was only slightly scratched.

However, they succeeded in igniting the enemy's firepower platform, and one firepower platform perished in the explosion of its own ammunition, and the aftermath of its death enveloped the other platforms, and death began to spread in the sea of stars.

At the same time, Motarian ordered the destroyers of the second tier of the fleet to attack the fortress that had stormed the Death Guard.

Those were old, decommissioned destroyers, remotely controlled, and Motarian had given them the right to die.

The remote-controlled destroyers suicidally charged at the enemy ships, raining torpedoes and artillery fire while crashing into the enemy's belly like a sharp blade.

But the surveillance fortress that was hit by the fireship did not retreat, the massive metal structure that was knocked down hung on its body, and inside the fortress, the secondary explosion caused by the attack of the death guard was echoing in the ship, and countless lives were disappearing-

But it still ignited its last plasma thruster.

It can still bring death to the Death Ward.

The other two surveillance forts sensed its actions and lit their engines, dragging their crumbling bodies closer to it, heading straight for the Death Guard's heavy cruiser Tombstone.

The engine, which accelerated to the extreme, began to shake the beams of the ship that fell apart at a rapid speed, and a series of explosions began to bloom on the surveillance fortress!

The engine of the surveillance fortress had been strained by the limits needed for the ship to reach and fight back against the invaders, and it had been damaged beyond repair, but because the engine was still running, no one even considered trying to shut it down. And so, death inevitably happened -

The plasma drive exploded.

A large burst of energy shone in the void, and the blinding silver-white color blinded anyone who looked at it for a moment.

Between the massive, star-like spewing heat, the three surveillance fortresses evaporated silently.

The explosion shattered more of the outer asteroids, and the fireship was all devoured.

The heavy cruiser "Tombstone" almost directly passed through the core of the explosion.

When it was observed again, the plasma engine, which had been blooming with blue-purple flames, had long since been extinguished, and a large gap was visible on the port side.

Out of sight with the naked eye, in Motarion's imagination, the air on the tombstone was rushing through the gap into the void.

Its major arteries had been cut, blood gushing out, gliding between the corpses of a fleet by mere inertia.

The Fourth Knight received a communication request from Captain Lavas of the Tombstone.

"Open the channel."

Motarian said calmly,

Lavas's voice was mixed with pain, passing through a sea of static electricity.

"We're running out of strength, my lord."

He coughed up words with difficulty, but every word he said, Motarian would remember clearly until he died.

"We can no longer keep up with the fleet, and now our responsibilities are clear."

The hiss of the breathing mask sounded, and he calmly looked at death,

"Let more people die before the end comes, Captain."

"We will, they will learn to fear us before they perish."

The Tombstone left the queue. Isolated and unsupported, it became a tempting target for the Order.

Mortarian stood here, standing on the tactical podium of the Fourth Knight, watching the Tombstone struggle and pour death under enemy siege.

He noticed Barasin frowning.

"Don't tell me that the Dusk raiders are unfamiliar with sacrifice, company commander."

"The Tombstone has a crew of 115,000 people. They will soon die, and before the Fourth Knight reaches his goal, the crews of many more ships will die as well. There is nothing to regret and regret, this is the price of war, that's all.

"I don't doubt the need for sacrifice," Barasin said.

"But what I want to ask is, can we lose the Tombstone?"

"You can ask. The answer is yes, we can and must afford whatever can bring us victory. ”

"Including death."

"Tombstones still have power. If we slow down the pace, we can retain its power as part of our formation. ”

"What's in it for us?"

Motarian asked rhetorically,

"We are figuring out the enemy's tactics and formations, their ships are certainly no match for ours, we can move forward more securely, and then tear apart the enemy's fleet little by little."

"There are too many of them."

Motarian said slowly,

"This is the key, the quantity, the key to the defense of the Order. If we slow down, we will give the enemy a chance to use their full strength.

They will drown us in a sea of corpses.

After our death, the caution of those who supported the blockade of Garaspa was justified, and the Empire would forget about it until it was again needed by the Great Expedition.

We're not here to besiege the city. We are here to pierce the heart of tyranny. The Tombstone is still part of this war. It will do its last bit to move forward. We'll continue to move at full speed. ”

Forward, unstoppable.

If you hesitate, if you stop because of the wound, then unbearable defeat will come.

Lavas speaks and counts. Long after the last communication signal was transmitted, a reading from the platform's screen told Motarian that the Tombstone would not die easily.

The roar of the engines, the figure of the Tombstone, and the figures of the enemy ships that surrounded it were left behind.

They moved on.

The closer they got to the main star Galaspa, the more intense the artillery fire they suffered, and after losing the defenses of the perimeter asteroids and the old destroyers, more and more enemy ships rushed into their ranks.

Huge amounts of data flowed through the console, and Motarian watched every loss, every death.

He anticipated the death that would follow, carefully considering what was acceptable.

"Minimal flank return strike,"

He said that the necessary and necessary death was further pronounced,

"Concentrate on the defense of the front of the fleet."

The enemy ships in front dissipated under the concentrated fire of the Death Guard, and the main force at the forefront of the Death Guard continued to advance rapidly.

Enemy ships, as well as ships with damaged engines, were left behind.

The ships that are left behind on the Death Guard will slow down the enemy's outward fleet to defend inward.

By the time they were about to get close enough to Garaspa, the Order's firepower could already be described as despairing.

Motarian looked through the porthole of the Fourth Knight beside him. Saw the fort burst out of intensive fire on the cruiser "Melancholy". The torpedo pierced his hull and detonated the ammunition depot.

The explosion deflected it off course, it inevitably tilted to the right,

Due to the dense formation of the Death Guard, Melancholia crashed into the battleship "Inevitable Calling".

Their bows collided together, and then they turned to starboard together, about to endanger more ships.

"If they can't stop..... Barasin said.

He didn't say anything about the danger.

The formation of the fleet was compact, and the turning radius of the capital ship was quite wide. If a disaster occurs, there is no way to avoid it.

"They'll turn around."

Motalian said categorically,

"The crew of those ships will have a way. They had to, they knew what was at stake, and they would sacrifice everything to keep the main fleet going. ”

He looked at them in silence, he believed them, they believed him.

As Mortarian spoke, the right engine of the Inevitable Call began to roar violently, turning violently to the left with more acceleration than the ship could bear.

The tiny structure of the ship was detached from its massive body as the "Inevitable Calling" moved.

At the same time, the Melancholia began to desperately ignite its long-abandoned right engine, which exploded violently due to the forcible ignition of the crew, and a huge amount of flames gushed out!

But this further prevents its trajectory from being offset to the right.

The actions of the two ships made them collide even harder-

They turned into huge ruins in an instant.

Stumbling and clogging to the left, stumbling into an asteroid quickly and straight.

At the last moment, both ships fired all their ammunition to the port side. The dense meteorite rain and explosions they produce when they hit the asteroid also drag the enemy ship into the abyss of death.

They didn't even send a communication request to the Fourth Knight, because they knew exactly what they were supposed to do.

And so they did.

Nothing needs to be said.

The Death Guard does not have a battle cry.

Motarian watched in silence as they died,

Maybe he should have reacted, but not now.

He is the commander of the legion, he is the decision-maker, he is the master who holds the scythe.

In the shadows under the hood, the pale king's amber eyes sparkled, and a huge amount of information flowed into his mind,

"We have broken through the Knights' defenses." Barasin said.

"The ones out there." Vaux said.

Motalian didn't say anything, he stared ahead, ready for an attack from Galaspa's main orbital platform and planetary cannons.

The voyage through the galaxy is just the beginning.

If he misjudged the abilities of the Fourth Knight, he would lose everything.

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