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Southern Alliance, Westriver Space City.

Lord Chahl received a letter of inquiry from the north, asking for an explanation for the attack on the pastoral fleet.

At the countermeasures meeting convened by the Holy Lord, Kulun, the representative of the Taurus people, spoke first:

"Honorable and wise Holy Lord, the attack on the northerners' own fleet, it was a natural disaster, a curse caused by a volcanic eruption, and now they do not examine their past mistakes, but instead pour dirty water on us, and come to question, this is a contempt for our south and an offense to You, Holy Lord."

Lord Chahl liked Kulen's speech very much, "Yes, the northerners have always been arrogant and unreasonable, not only occupying our pastures for a long time, but also making such insulting remarks, which we absolutely cannot accept. ”

"My esteemed lord, although the northerners have taken the liberty of questioning us, I think it is understandable that their fleet has suffered great losses for no apparent reason. ”

Cullen, a Taurus man, said angrily: "Mr. Barr, I can't agree with you, it's clear that the northerners are deliberately finding fault, how can we forgive them!" This world can only rely on force to reason, and everything else is superfluous. ”

Lord Chahoer is now very dependent on the Taurus, and since he was given the pastures in the Bends, the food supply of the southerners has been greatly improved, and the prestige of the young Lord Chahoer among the people has been greatly increased.

Although the people have not yet completely escaped the food shortage, the general population seems to have seen hope that the government will go further and continue its efforts to get more pastures from the northerners, so as to solve the problem of food in the southern union once and for all.

The Holy Lord Chahl ignored Baal's persuasion, he said excitedly: "The people of the Northern Hall will only be arrogant, occupy so many of the best pastures, they have no worries about food and clothing, and they have nothing to fault us, I think Cullen is right, we have to give them some color, so that they can learn to respect us." ”

The young lord Chahal quickly replied with a letter: "To the Hall people of the Northern Alliance, the damage to your fleet is providential, and has nothing to do with the South; I hope that you will think twice before doing things in the future, and conform to the will of Heaven and the will of the people, so as not to be punished by God again, the Holy Lord Chahal. ”

The Grand Patriarch of the Northern Alliance received the reply and immediately convened a meeting.

The servant showed everyone a reply, and everyone was deeply outraged by the arrogant wording of the letter.

Sihohela's voice was the loudest, "Is this still a bit of diplomatic etiquette, the southerners are a blatant humiliation to all of us Hallers, do we need to be patient any longer, we must go to war with the south?" ”

Donghuo Patriarch Gu Na rarely speaks, but this time he also said angrily: "This Chahal really didn't take us seriously, so he dared to speak so rudely. ”

The servant's face was also not good-looking, Chahel's words were offensive, as the patriarch, he was indeed a little embarrassed, maybe only a strong statement could save some face.

However, he knew in his heart that the last time 500 warships were completely lost, it was not an accident, but a deliberate attack, and there must be some higher-level technology supporting the Southern Alliance, and such losses the northerners could not afford a few times.

He was the Great Patriarch and was responsible for the survival of all the northerners, and humiliating patience was sometimes his only option.

Thinking of this, the servant calmed down a little, "Everyone, everyone's mood is understandable, but we can't let emotions dictate reason, everyone go back, calm down first, we are not busy making decisions." ”

Back in his room, the servant fetched Suni and asked him what he thought.

Suni thought for a while and said, "Great Patriarch, in my opinion, it's useless to be afraid, even if we don't want to cause trouble, the southerners will not give up, and early preparation is the best strategy." ”

"How are our warships ready, how many are available?" The servant asked.

"I have already refitted 2,000 magnesium warships, including 1,000 large ships, 500 medium ships, and 500 assault ships." Suni replied.

The servant waved his hand happily, "Okay, then it's still half divided, 1,000 ships will be arranged in the pasture, and 1,000 ships will be deployed in the middle, and you will be fully responsible for this matter." ”

It took less than a month for Suni to complete the deployment of the newly built magnesium warship, and the servant let go of his nervousness a little.

Chahel, the Holy Lord of the South, miscalculated this time, he originally planned to humiliate the northerners with a letter, so that the servant could take the initiative to provoke a war, so that he could hope to get more pasture, but the servant's cold treatment was beyond Chahel's imagination.

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Since the last time he left the flagship of Taurus Thule, Nit and his assistant Jill still patrol their own lines on a daily basis.

That evening, Nit and Jill were flying on patrol in the Sirius assault ship, and he received orders from the Grand Admiral Tulle.

The two assault ships, quickly turning around and, following the course given by Thule, turned around and crossed the north-south boundary, taking advantage of the night, to fly deep south.

After passing through a southern positional checkpoint, the other party asked to show the password, and Nit typed in the password provided by Tulle: "BUE85", and the other party did not ask any more questions, and directly let him go.

The two NET assault ships quietly touched the starship position of a core of the Southern Alliance, followed the brightly lit curved passage, turned left, went straight, and dived. Nit kept updating his course according to the Taurus people's prompts, and finally, a large thick wall appeared in front of him.

Arrived, and this was an important ammunition warehouse for the southerners.

Nit fired a magnesium bullet first, which instantly burned through a large hole in the wall.

Immediately after, another flash of fire, and his assistant Jill also fired a magnesium light bullet, which flew through the big hole just now and flew to the ammunition storage area in the wall.

The two assault ships completed the task of launching the magnesium light bombs, quickly turned around, and retreated back along the route they had taken when they came in.

At this time, there was a series of explosions in the ammunition depot, and the powerful combustion function of the magnesium bomb made all the ammunition in the ammunition depot turn into a super bomb, and in an earth-shattering explosion, the blazing white light illuminated the night sky, and a huge fireball rose into the air, and then turned into countless fire dragons like scattered flowers of the heavenly maiden.

Almost half of the 200 starships stored in that position were blown up on the spot in an instant, and the other half of the periphery was also seriously injured by the huge shock wave, and they were unable to participate in the battle for a short time.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the southern position, the two assault ships were urgently evacuating, and Nite asked Jill to lead the way in front and he was left to protect him.

Just as he was about to fly out of the southern position, Nite suddenly fired a conventional bomb and fired directly at Jill in front.

At this time, the two assault ships were almost end to end, so Jill did not react in any way, and was hit into several pieces by the bomb, and Jill also died.

Taking advantage of the moment to bypass the wreckage of the Gil assault ship, Nite quickly took a few pictures and transmitted them to the Taurus General Thule.

"I'm sorry, dear Jill, rest in peace!" Nit looked back at the wreckage of the assault ship in the distance, and silently thought to himself.

Then, Nite turned the power of the assault ship to the maximum, made a few large-angle turns, swayed three times, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.