While the battle in the system of the Great Malevolent is underway, the vast Tyrone fleet is still recovering more planets, and the speed at which they drive enemies out of Tyrone's Gate depends on the speed of sailing.

For the people who follow the Lord of the Great Maelstrom, this war has already been lost when the battle of the Northern Nest Capital appeared and settled, and the war has been going on only because of inertia.

Inertia.

There is inertia in all objects in the real universe, not even just objects, but things as well.

When Huron and his army realized that they had been defeated, they could not have declared defeat and run all the way out of Tyrone into the Eye of Dread or the Maelstrom.

In the systems of the Gate of Tyrone, where the war has not yet ended, the enemy's escape and bloody battle coexist.

Some Space Marines may have run away a month ago, while others may still be fighting the battlefield with the Tyrone Army and the Space Marines who support them.

The renegade mortal legions similar to the Wascany Iron Cavalry may have been in front of the Maelstrom at this time, or they may have been dropped into the war zone on a transport.

If you want to ask the latter: what are you fighting?

The latter themselves don't know what they're fighting, anyway, they have all kinds of reasons why they have to continue fighting, and a series of events caused by the inertia brought about by the huge war give them reasons.

Like a massive machine fueled by the flesh and blood of a soldier that turns on and moves forward, sliding forward by inertia after losing its meaning and ability to function normally, it relies on inertia to swipe forward to total destruction.

Defeat is a foregone conclusion, and neither those who have run nor those who have not run can change this fact.

For the leader of Huron, the concept of defeat was reviewed more clearly, and he could not immediately order the troops who were still fighting to get out of the battlefield immediately, because of the poor communication.

He also had no access to every battlefield on the front lines, as the mountains of reports and requests for help had crumbled his chain of command.

Some warbands looted supplies from another wargang that had fought side by side as they with.

The Sadistic Warbands helped the Tyrones slaughter their own people, and then launched a counter-charge against the Tyrones' artillery fire, fighting to the death.

Some conspirators and careerists suddenly realized that this defeat was a good opportunity for them, and they tried to use the trouble caused by the defeat to kill their fighting brothers or superiors, so as to seize the Terminator A or power from them.

In some mortal legions, the Chaos cultists who managed to squeeze a transport plane into the great retreat from the planet, listened to the words of the chief about faith and gods, remembered the dead wives, children or husbands, and then shot the chief in the collapse, seized control of the transport plane, and ran to some world outside Tyrone's Gate to become outcasts.

There were also some mortal soldiers who were tricked by their commanders into shooting each other and slaughtering each other, just because their commanders wanted to deter the survivors with a little tragedy.

The vamplets, who had not killed during the Battle of Tyrone, stared at the evacuation ship and slaughtered the Chaos mortal soldiers inside, who in their panic did not understand why the angels of God would slaughter them.

In short, everything can be seen in this situation of defeat.

And for Huron, the Lord of the Maelstrom, the Lord of the Red Pirates' 18,000 Space Marines, the King of Blackhearts...... He didn't care about the looting of the other gangs, or the chaos they created.

It is only when a henchman reports that a ship in the Red Pirates has been looted by another warband, and that it is all your followers, that Huron will send out a warship in a fit of rage to kill the warbands who dare to offend him until their armor livery is erased.

Even Huron would order the seizure of some of the warband's ships.

Those warbands that could be co-opted had already been taken away by Huron's own order, and when they came to the flagship of the Red Pirates, the warlord and Huron stood by the porthole holding hands and laughed at the torpedoes of the Red Pirate warships and smashing the ships of the other warbands.

The Chaos Gangs, who once fought alongside the Red Pirate Space Marines who shouted for the Lord of the Maelstrom, did not receive fair treatment from Huron when they were defeated, and Huron was not afraid of their coldness.

Because in the eyes of the King of Blackhearts, those warbands who are not used by him and are eyeing the well-supplied Red Pirates......

These livestock warbands have always disappeared for a while with only a few dead men, and then suddenly a horde has come out and robbed some of the Red Pirates' ship, some Void stronghold...... Finally, when the Red Pirates are about to make a big move, Tian shamelessly stands up and shows a lewd smile, begging the Blackheart King to give him a chance to drink soup - just like before the start of the Tyrone War.

They are as tenacious as weeds and as cheap as pigs and dogs.

It's like the monsters that Huron had seen on an ancient game console in Badaburi that spawned regularly in a game with poor mechanics.

But the warbands also knew what Huron was afraid of.

Around the time when the order to retreat was finally made public, many warbands would kidnap Huron's former Starclaw veterans, or a particularly loyal Red Pirate recruit, or ...... Some mortals who followed Huron.

At this time, Huron would personally go to the ships of the warlords to negotiate with them, exchange the people with rich supplies, and then retreat with the warbands if his own fleet had an advantage.

In Huron's eyes, revenge doesn't have to be now, he has the opportunity and the means to kill everyone in the warbands who dare to covet the people he values the most, and these warbands will also think that it would be good if the person who killed him was Huron's good talker when they were toyed to death.

In short, regardless of what happened to the other warbands and other mortal legions, whether they stayed in Tyrone to fight or ran away, the Red Pirates managed to evacuate anyway.

Although the number of people has shrunk from tens of thousands close to the size of the legion to more than 18,000, it doesn't matter, there are less than 10,000 when Starclaw defects anyway, and as long as Starry Sky Claw veterans are still alive, it is only a matter of time before the Red Pirates become larger.

As he descends into the maelstrom in the flagship, Huron realizes that the four gods and their lackeys must fart properly.

"A big hole has been made in the center of the Tyrone Star Sector, and the demons can invade at any time, and the entire Star Sector is as fragile as a piece of paper."

"The Lord of Tyrone has been dragged into the subspace, hold on to the fight, and the victory will be yours."

"Great Evil Astrology, this is the curse technique used by the Spirit Race God to deal with the Star God, believe me, we can take down the Lord of Tyrone and his fellow Star God in Alona."

Thinking of these words, Huron, who was standing by the porthole, couldn't help but laugh.

There are also many Starclaw veterans on the bridge, who have come to report on the matter.

In the corners of the bridge are many pieces of Red Pirate Gang dead armor, and it is an iron law of Huron that these armors must be found and passed on.

Now that so much armor is here, you can imagine what a price the Red Pirates paid.

"Hahahaha!" Huron was still recalling the words of the gods and their lackeys, listening to the explanations and promises that the four gods kept saying in his brain, and laughing at them with a mocking laugh.

But his expression under the helmet was not cheerful, but distorted, painful.

Wet eyes stared at the armor, tears streaming down his face and into Huron's laughing mouth.

(End of chapter)