When the report of the "Imperial fleet approaching rapidly" came, Vice Admiral Petra, commander of the Allied Fourth Fleet, was greatly stunned. On the entire screen of Leoda, the flagship of the fleet, artificial light spots are clustered, and in the blink of an eye, the brightness increases, and the range also expands rapidly. Seeing this scene, everyone was frightened and had a dry mouth.

"What's going on?" said the lieutenant general, standing up from the commander's seat, muttering to himself. "What are the Imperial forces trying to do, and what are they trying to do?"

Some people felt that he was asking a little inexplicable. The intention of the Imperial Army was nothing more than to attack the Fourth Fleet with all its might. It is not difficult to see through this reasoning, but the headquarters of the Allied forces never expected that the enemy army, which had been copied by three breads, would take such a bold offensive! According to their original speculation, the Imperial Army, which was in an encircled situation, should devote itself to defense in the face of a large number of enemies, narrowing the battle line into a dense formation! While the Allied Army attacked in three directions at the same time, laying a wide net, concentrating firepower, and slowly and accurately depleting the enemy's defensive ability.

"What are you doing? The commander of the enemy army doesn't know how to use troops at all! How can there be such a way of fighting?"

The lieutenant admiral unconsciously uttered these stupid words, he stood up from the commander's seat, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and kept the constant temperature of the ship at 16.5 degrees Celsius, which should not make people sweat ...... heat.

"Commander, what should I do?"

The voice of Mu Yuan's request also seemed a little impetuous. This tone of voice violently touched every nerve of the lieutenant general! Isn't it you aides who sang that you will win the battle from three directions? Then, when you are faced with defeat now, it is natural that you should also take responsibility and come up with countermeasures! I can't imagine that you still dare to ask me "what to do"! However, this is not the time to get angry.

The Imperial fleet had 20,000 ships, and the Allied Fourth Fleet had only 12,000 ships. It was originally intended to encircle and annihilate 20,000 enemy forces with 40,000 ships of three fleets, but now the situation has changed, and the Fourth Fleet, which is weak and weak, must fight the enemy forces with almost twice the number of people on its own!

"Urgently contact the Second and Sixth Fleets! The Fourth Fleet is clashing with the enemy forces in the cosmic position of α 7.4, β 3.9, and γ minus 0.6!

The lieutenant general shouted, and Major Nanen, the communications chief of the flagship Leoda, responded, but his movements and expressions were full of despair. The interfering radio waves emitted by the Imperial Army greedily eroded the communication circuits of the Allied Forces, and Reinhardt scattered tens of thousands of interfering radio wave transmitters, which are now in effect in space.

"Send four liaison boats, two of them to the Second and Sixth Fleets!"

The lieutenant general shouted vigorously, and the flash of light from the screen instantly stained his face. The enemy began to attack, and the neutron beam cannon fired a salvo of 100 rounds. The energy emitted swelled, and the resulting light strongly stimulated the eyes of the soldiers.

In all corners of the Allied fleet, sparks erupted, and sparks were generated by the mutual erosion caused by the collision of tiny energy particles at high speed. The vice admiral waved his hand vigorously and shouted: "The forward troops are attacking! The whole fleet is ready for a general battle!"

On the side of the Imperial Army, the leader was Major General Fallenheit. He commanded in high spirits: "Combat boats start! Prepare for hand-to-hand combat!" At the same time, he plunged into the depth of the Fourth Fleet of the Alliance at high speed.

"Major General Fallenheit is really eager to make meritorious contributions, and his charging speed is really ......... It looks like he alone will be able to annihilate the rebels' Fourth Fleet. Vice Admiral Fafnier muttered as he gave the order: "Let Fallenheit charge! This fleet will still maintain an artillery formation! Keep a salvo at a distance! Target - all the enemies who are blocking or dodging Rear Admiral Fallenheit.......... Hmm?! More useless scum than I imagined! Forget it! The whole fleet will maintain a formation and shoot freely!"

Vice Admiral Fafnier's fleet always kept shooting from a distance, and indeed effectively reduced the number of Allied forces, but it was Rear Admiral Falunheit's decisive close-quarters combat boat assault that really completely shattered the Allied formations and fighting will!

"What the hell is going on!"

Lieutenant General Petra's voice rang out.

Almost at the same time, Major General Fallenheit muttered in a low voice, "What is the other party doing?"

The two of them looked at the screen on the flagship at the same time, the former's cries were full of despair and anxiety, and the latter's teasing and mocking were all the time.

Four hours after the start of the battle, the Allied Fourth Fleet had collapsed, with neither a complete battle formation nor a unified command system, some of which had been cut off from place to place, some of which had been isolated, and each ship could only barely resist the most rear.

The flagship Leoda turned into a massive block of metal and floated into the void. There was no life inside the ship.

The inside of the bridge was hit by concentrated enemy fire, and in an instant, a large crack opened in the shell, and because of the difference between the internal and external pressure, the body of the commander, Lieutenant General Petra, was sucked into a vacuum, where would his body float to? What shape would it become?...... No one knows what to do.

On the Imperial side, Reinhardt had learned of the resounding victory at this stage, and Merkaz reported to him through the communication screen. "Now that the organized resistance is over, is the next step to launch an attack on the Alliance's Sixth Fleet?"

"Yes! Target: Enemy Sixth Fleet! Change the direction of travel, continue to advance, and start attacking from the right and back of the enemy's Sixth Fleet four hours later. The fleets are organized and rotated to rest!" Reinhardt glanced at his red-haired friend, nodded slightly, and gave the order.

"Phew, it looks like Fallenheit has been convinced by the blonde commander," Fafnir said to his chief of staff, having just finished talking to the other admirals, "Gustav, give the order! This fleet will be repaired and replenished as it sails in! The military and hospital ships will immediately treat the wounded! Immediately count the casualties! Count the losses of the fleet - this is not necessary. Fleet combat crews are given rotational breaks for a limit of one and a half hours. In four hours, we still have a big battle to fight! but this time it's a little easier, let the instructor and Fogg go to the front. ”

"Yes!" replied Brigadier General Schutkehao.

"By the way, inform the kitchen before you leave and bring some cream cake and good wine. It's a pity that there are no women ......."

"Ship trail found at half-past four!

When the destroyers of the rearguard force reported that the commander of the Allied Sixth Fleet, Vice Admiral Muya, was dining with his staff in the dining room. The knife was stuck in the wheat protein pork chop, and the lieutenant general glared in disgust at the liaison officer running from the bridge. Being glared at by him like this, the liaison officer was cowardly stunned. Everyone knows that Lieutenant General Mu Ya is a bold and rude character.

"Four-and-a-half point, you said?"

The lieutenant general's voice matched his tiny eyes.

"Yes...... Yes! It's half-past four! It is impossible to tell whether it is friend or foe. ”

"Oh, what about half-past four, morning or afternoon?"

Lieutenant General Muya's tone was extremely impatient, but he still put down his knife and fork and walked out of the officer's cafeteria. When he saw the panic and confusion of the staff, his broad and strong shoulders trembled with anger!

"What a nervous situation! It is impossible for the enemy to appear in the four-and-a-half position, because the enemy is in the direction of our advance!" said the lieutenant general, pulling at his throat. "We are moving at full speed toward the battlefield. The Second Fleet must do the same, so that our troops will be able to attack the enemy on the left and right, and it can be said that the odds of victory are in hand. No, it should be said that victory is undoubted! No matter the number or the situation......

"But, Your Excellency......"

The lieutenant general's rambling was interrupted by one of the staff's staff, Major Rapp.

"What?"

"The subordinates estimate that the Fourth Fleet has been defeated, and the enemy forces will shift the battlefield......"

"You mean the Fourth Fleet, don't you?"

"Yes, we should have quickly joined up with the undamaged Second Fleet, but now it is too late, and our subordinates think that we should order to prepare for the attack, otherwise we will only become bait for the enemy. ”

"Major, your assumption is too bold, isn't it?

At this time, the two walked to the bridge together, and suddenly due to the error caused by the correction of the gravity control system, one of them stumbled and almost fell. This was due to the fact that there was no time to change direction quickly, and it was clear that the energy measuring device had detected the destructive energy source of the ship from the vicinity of the hull.

"The enemy is coming from the right rear!"

The Sixth Fleet's communications circuit whimpered in dismay, but was quickly replaced by a cacophony of voices.

The officers were all terrified! Communications were in chaos, the enemy was in front of them, and all kinds of facts proved the fierce arguments that had just been made.

"Don't panic!"

Lieutenant General Muya roared, half trying to calm himself. He regretted taking things too lightly, and his fat cheeks slackened weakly. The fleet rearguard was not equipped with the latest ships, so when the enemy launched a surprise attack from the rear, they were simply powerless.

The Imperial Army is in the background!—So, is the Fourth Fleet already defeated?—or is the Imperial Army already well prepared for ambushes?

"It has been calculated that the number of enemy troops is about 20,000!"

The screams of the radio operator rang out again.

"Twenty thousand, after the battle with the Fourth Fleet, there was no damage at all?"

Everyone only felt a chill in their hands and feet.

"Attack! Open the cannon door!"

The lieutenant general was so confused that he forgot to rectify the chaotic situation, so he could only give this minimum order.

"The Confederate officers are probably monkeys!Completely unlearned!Is our commander really magical??—to make our enemies imbecile," Fafnier muttered, the latter sentence "Our commander seems to be imbecile......... too low that only he could hear it. The 6,300 ships of the current Fafnir fleet have been repaired and resupplied, but in this attack they only provided long-range firepower, and the close assault operations were entirely under the command of Admiral Merkatz.

The Imperial Army, commanded by the experienced Admiral Merkaz, formed a neat attack formation and attacked from the right rear of the Allied Sixth Fleet. The neutron beam cannon fired a brilliant flash of death, shattering the faint magnetic field of the old ships of the Allied rearguard, shooting through the hull.

Merkaz stared at the screen of light, seeing a dazzling fireball disappear in the gloomy void. For more than 40 years, he has been accustomed to this situation, but at this time, an inexplicable emotion arose in his heart.

In Merkaz's eyes, Reinhardt was no longer just a "blonde doll." This series of victories was not a blessing, but the correct result of a bold hypothesis conceived by correct insight and judgment, and it was a clever move that our army was surrounded on three sides, but he was able to take the tactic of breaking through one by one before the enemy was encircled.

He thought that he would never have thought of this strategy, and even if he did, he would not dare to adopt it! The same is true of his comrades-in-arms from the past to the present. Only young people who do not stick to old conventions can do it. However, even among his students there were figures who were not inferior to the blonde young commanders, but his bad personality and low character really gave him a headache. (You've been hit by Reinhardt's imbecile-powered aura, Fafnir.) ）

Perhaps, the era of our generation of veterans has passed. - The thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

The Imperial forces crushed the Allied forces like a bamboo, and they gained the upper hand in both artillery and melee battles. The whole army was unstoppable, firmly grasped the advantage of the first strike, and although the Allies fought back to the end with the determination to die, the commander himself panicked, so all this did not work at all.

"Turn!"

Lieutenant General Muya made a big sigh on the platform in the center of the bridge. He had finally made up his mind! Until then, he would only roar and yell at his subordinates.

"Your Excellency, if you turn around, the situation will only get more chaotic! You should turn to the clockwise direction and move at full speed to reach the back of the enemy!"

Major Rapp's proposal bounced back as if it had hit the lieutenant general's burly body.

"Before we reach the back of the enemy, most of our soldiers have already died!

"But ......"

"Shut up!"

Lieutenant General Muya shuddered and let out a roar of rage, and the major stopped talking, he had already realized that the superior lacked a cool head, and silently stepped aside. I couldn't help but think of my friend: "Yang, if it were you, what would you do at this moment?"

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, you should apologize for insulting the monkey! The commander of the Allied fleet is not even as good as a monkey!" said Brigadier General Hutkehajan Chief of Staff behind Fafnir as he watched the Allies' ugly performance, while Fafnier's energy at the moment was mainly focused on the three-dimensional film on the "commander's screen", only occasionally looking up to see the battle on the big screen. "Rudolph, as fleet commander. Your character is such a mess, who is still watching a little movie while fighting?!"

"Huh, Gustav, what are you looking at now? Which bastard was smiling lewdly and bringing out this 'treasured' thing?!" Fafnier said without looking back.

Not to mention the inferior hobbies of the two scumbags in the command seat, the attack of the Fafnier fleet was not delayed at all, nor was it out of the basket. "Instructor Merkatz is playing so well, we don't have to worry about it. ”

The huge body of Pekamon, the flagship of the Sixth Fleet, began to turn, and the ships behind it also turned. However, it is not easy to reverse in the melee, and the experienced Merkaz sees the opportunity and takes advantage of the situation.

The beam cannons fired by the Imperial Army swept down like a meteor shower, and the energy-neutralizing magnetic field burst due to the heavy load, and the Allied ships were almost completely destroyed.

The energy rage on the old battlefield has reappeared on the new battlefield. Lieutenant Admiral Muya and Major Rapp felt at the same time as if only the Allied ships were rolling alone in the raging seas.

"A large number of small ships, approaching the main ship at a rapid pace!"

The messenger shouted, and one of the screens reflected a large number of Wangulei planes, and after a while, most of the screens were also occupied by groups of Wanggulei. They flew in as if ostentatious, unleashing a beam attack at close range.

The fight begins! Spartanion strikes!

This order was given too slowly! When Spartanion broke away from the mothership, Gilguray was already waiting there! A salvo of brutal beams of light shot out, and the Confederate battleships were only killed in battle, and then turned into fireballs and scattered in all directions!

"Look, Commander!"

The Messenger said, pointing to one of the screens. I saw a dense group of light spots, and the imperial army was pressing, among them, you could see the shadow of the enemy army one after another, and the bridge was full of a suffocating sense of oppression, and Pecamon was already under siege!

"There's a glowing signal!"

The communications soldier muttered and reported to his superior.

"Interpret and see!"

Since Lieutenant General Muya was silent, Major Rapp had no choice but to speak. His voice was hoarse and low.

"Interpretation...... Your ship is completely surrounded, there is no way to escape, surrender quickly, our army will be lenient......"

After the interpretation was completed, countless eyes and endless silence fell on Lieutenant General Muya's huge body. It's all up to the commander to decide!

"...... surrender?"

The lieutenant general grunted, his face changing dramatically.

"No, no matter how incompetent I am, I must not be a cowardly coward!"

Twenty seconds later, a white flash enveloped them.

"Now, only the Second Fleet remains. Gustav, this time we're going to ask to play the striker!" Lieutenant General Fafnier said to the Chief of Staff.

"Your Excellency Royankram, please allow this fleet to be the vanguard of the attack on the enemy's Second Fleet!" said Fafnir in a serious and solemn manner on the visual communication.

Reinhardt's expression flashed as if he had a toothache: "Since your commander is so demanding to fight! ”

The uneasy emotions are boiling to the extreme!

On the bridge of the Borocus, the flagship of the Second Fleet of the Allied Forces, there was an invisible haze, and I don't know when the enemy will attack?

"The Fourth and Sixth Fleets seem to have been wiped out!"

"We are isolated! Now there are more enemies than our army!"

"Give me information! What's going on?

Although it is strictly forbidden to talk to each other and whisper, the uneasiness makes it difficult for them to sit still, which is beyond human control. Now, can you still annihilate the Imperial Army, which was only half of our original number, and return triumphantly......?

"The enemy fleet is approaching!"

Suddenly, the voice of the communications soldier resounded through the microphone throughout the bridge.

"The direction is between one and two o'clock......," Yang muttered.

As soon as he said that, the report from below came out.

"The azimuth is at 1:20, the depression angle is 11 degrees, and it is rapidly approaching!"

The bridge of the flagship Porocus was suddenly filled with a straining aura, and Yang was unaware.

After defeating the Allied Sixth Fleet, the Imperial Army advanced from the right rear of the Sixth Fleet to the left front, forming a natural curve, and the arrow pointed straight at the rearmost Second Fleet. Since the Second Fleet was advancing in a straight line, the Imperial Army also appeared in the direction of one to two o'clock.

"Prepare for battle!" ordered Lieutenant General Pate.

It's too slow—— Yang thought secretly.

"Forward! All guns open! Full fire!" Fafnir gave the order as he sat slumped in the command seat.

"Your Excellency, do you want to slow down? If this continues, the guns of this fleet may overheat. Schutke Haughan said.

"No! I don't think we will wait until our gun door is too hot. Besides, by the time the cannon door overheated, we were already within the distance of a dogfight. When the time comes, it's good to use the kingregure and the lightning strike boat. ”

The Favenir fleet maintained a cone formation and launched an attack, with a thousand battleships as arrows, huge motherships on both sides, and cruisers covering the destroyers in the backbone, orderly carrying forward the artillery fire from far and near, successfully suppressing the advance of the Second Fleet.

"All the fleet!

The order was given, but it was difficult to tell which side was ahead. Because, a flash of light that burned the retina obscured the visual power of all the personnel in the bridge.

In just half a second, the hull of Borokus's ship was shocked by the energy from the explosion, and it immediately swayed.

Wails and screams mingled with the sound of falling and crashing, and Yang inevitably fell to the ground. The blow to his back was so strong that he could barely breathe, and through the protective shield, he could feel the noise and strong air currents around him, and Yang struggled to adjust his breathing rate, using his palms to protect his eyes, which were temporarily unable to see anything.

The fact that the amount of light entering the monitoring screen has not been adjusted is an unforgivable and serious mistake, and who is to blame for this? It seems that it is very difficult not to lose if such a mistake occurs!

“...... This is the aft turret! Bridge! Please answer! Ask for instructions!"

"Organ room! This is the organ room! Ship bridge! Please answer!"

Yang opened his eyes, and the entire horizon was filled with green clouds.

He sat up and found someone lying nearby. The dark, thick liquid flowed from the corners of the mouth to the chest, covering the ...... all over the body.

"Commander-in-Chief!"

Yang shouted loudly, stepped forward, and picked up Lieutenant General Pat while studying the lieutenant general's face.

The walls of the interior of the ship cracked, and the air pressure dropped rapidly. A few people who didn't press the magnetic boot switch were sucked out. Since the work gun of the automatic repair system sprays the adhesive spray on its own, the cracks are quickly closed again.

Looking around the bridge with no one standing, Yang gently lowered Lieutenant General Pat and made sure that the communication device was still functional, and Yang began to give instructions.

"Commander-in-Chief Patrick is wounded, and the military doctors and medics will come to the bridge immediately! The operations officer will immediately investigate the damage to the ship's hull and repair it, and then make a report, go quickly! The whole fleet is already in combat condition, and the rear turret does not have to wait for the order to come down before acting! Hurry up and carry out the mission, find out the enemy ship in front and continue to attack! What happened to the organ room?"

"The situation on the bridge is worrying!

"According to the situation, the bridge can still operate normally, everyone rest assured! Please focus on your post!"

He looked around the bridge again.

"Is there any officer who hasn't been injured?"

"I'm fine!

A man walked in danger and trembling.

"You...... Huh......?"

"Major Rao of the staff team!"

Judging from the protective hat of the space suit, the eyes and nose are small, and from the face, it looks like Yang's age. The others were only two pilots and a communications soldier who raised their hands and stood up.

"No one else?......"

Yang patted his cheek, wearing a protective hat. This means that the head of the Second Fleet is paralyzed!

Doctors and paramedics arrived! Lieutenant General Patrick's wounds were scrambling to check on his wounds, his chest slamming into the podium, his broken ribs piercing into his lungs. "He's out of luck!" they said, "He's got a lot of bad luck!" and on the contrary, Yang's luck is good, there's no doubt about it.

"Brigadier General Yang ......"

Lieutenant General Pat, who was in physical and mental pain, called out to the young staff.

"The command of the fleet is in your hands......"

"Me?"

"Among the remaining officers, you have the highest rank, and your military talent is ......."

The voice was rather faint, and the lieutenant general fell unconscious. The military doctor hurriedly called for a robot wheel vehicle for first aid.

"He thinks so highly of you?" said Major Rao with emotion.

"Really?"

Major Rao, who had no knowledge of the conflict between Lieutenant General Pat and Young, was puzzled by Young's answer. Yang walked over to the communicator and pressed the button for communication outside the ship. After all, the structure of machinery is more reliable than that of humans!

"Inform the entire fleet! I'm Commodore Young, the second chief of staff to Commander-in-Chief Patrick!"

Yang's voice spread out in the void space.

"The flagship Porocus was hit by a shell, and Lieutenant General Pat was unfortunately seriously wounded. According to the order of the commander-in-chief, I will continue to act as the commander of the whole fleet!"

With that, he took a deep breath, which also gave the soldiers a brief buffer time to be stunned.

"Don't worry, you just do what I command, you will be saved! Those who want to survive must be unfazed and follow my instructions! Although our current situation is not very good, the most important thing is to win at the last moment!"

Oh! I'm exaggerating myself—— Yang smiled bitterly, but didn't show his inner thoughts on the surface. As a commander, no matter how discouraged and depressed he is, he can't show it, he can only hold his head high and face everything with his spirits up.

"We will never lose! Until new instructions are issued, all ships should concentrate on dealing with the enemy in front! ”

"It's on....... magician. Vice Admiral Fafnir heard the words in the communication and spoke very lightly, and then, "Be ashamed! Keep your distance! Continue to put pressure on the Second Fleet!"

Yang's voice reached the ears of the Imperial Army. On the bridge of the flagship Brenshire, Reinhardt's beautiful eyebrows rose slightly.

"You won't lose, follow my orders, and you can be saved...... I can't imagine that there are such outspoken guys in the rebel army!"

His eyes shone with a cold glow like ice chips.

"When you get to this point, do you still want to make up for the disadvantage...... Whew, all right, Gilfias, let's go see how good he is!"

"Yes!"

"The battle columns are reorganized! Convey it, and the whole fleet will form a spindle formation!

"You want to break through from the center?"

"Yes! Exactly!"

Gilfias conveyed Reinhardt's order to the entire fleet of the Imperial Army.

"Fuck ×! I know that it's not good for the golden retriever! If you keep your distance and shoot, you'll win! We are more numerous than the enemy! And the morale of the enemy has long been low! Has the golden retriever ever learned the study of combat? We have already inflicted heavy losses on the enemy's two fleets, and as long as the last fleet maintains the main attack method and causes it to collapse, we will be considered a complete victory! Damn it! It's really my business! Shutke Hawjan! Open the communication! No way, I still have to do my duty as a subordinate!" Fafnier scolded.

"Your Excellency Royankram! Your Excellency believes that it is only necessary to maintain a frontal attack. Our army has already destroyed the opponent's two fleets, and our ammunition consumption is already quite large, and the current situation is such that as long as we maintain the attack and force the other side to collapse or retreat, we will be considered a complete victory. There is no need to risk the tactics of a central assault. ”

"This is the perfect time to completely defeat the enemy! And you have to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and let the enemy retreat in vain, which is tantamount to passivity! What is our own task? That is, to crusade against the rebels and annihilate the enemy! You say that in order to preserve the victory you have already won, you should retreat with all your body, but what victory can you say if the task given by His Majesty the Emperor has not been completed? Are you not justified because of your own cowardice?" Reinhardt sharply rebuked Lieutenant General Fafnier, and he was not unreasonable.

Faveniel couldn't give much reason, he couldn't say that Yang on the other side would play that kind of trick, right? This kind of reason couldn't convince any commander in his right mind, "Okay, the lower official lost his word." I'm sorry, Your Excellency. Xia Guan will still fight with all his might as an arrow. ”

"Alas, the Golden Retriever is not wrong. The morale of the enemy army is low, and under normal circumstances, it is indeed possible to completely defeat the enemy army with a central breakthrough...... And the magician's tactics are a little too abnormal. But no matter how he played, at most it was just a little less casualty. ”

When he was not wearing a protective hat, Yang always held the military flat hat and habitually scratched the black hair on his head. When the gap in forces is not large, the more advantageous offensive is the central breakthrough and semi-encirclement tactics. He guessed that the enemy would probably take a more aggressive attack, and sure enough, he expected it!

"Major Rao!"

"Yes, Your Excellency Acting Commander!"

"The enemy is in a spindle formation, probably intending to make a central breakthrough!"

"Central Breakthrough?"

"After the elimination of the Fourth and Sixth Fleets, the Imperial Army's rustic spirit has greatly increased, and it is natural that they will adopt this method of warfare!"

Major Rao pondered Young's reasoning blankly. In Yang's heart, however, he thought that the repeated failure of the Allied Army was just like Major Rao's expression now, showing the results of the Imperial Army's active tactics!

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm currently thinking about countermeasures!"

"But how do you communicate with our personnel? Electronic communications reach the ears of the enemy, which is quite dangerous! The same goes for luminous signals. And it takes too much time to use a hermany!"

"Don't worry! You can use multiple communication circuits to order each ship to open the C4 circuit of the tactical computer and pass on this order! In this way, even if the information reaches the enemy's ears, they will not be able to make a judgment for the time being!"

"So, has the acting commander considered the battle plan and entered the information into the computer?...... Long before the battle began, is it still useful now?"

"It's better than no plan, right? ”

Yang's tone was a bit tough. Ever since Kasandro, the queen of Troy, the prophets who warned of defeat were inevitably stared down.

"Hurry up and get the order across!"

"Yes!

Major Rao trotted towards the newly replenished communications corps. It was not enough to have only 5 men operating on the bridge, so 10 people from each department of the ship were mobilized to help, and even Lieutenant Colonel Athenpolo came. Since there were not many survivors of the warship, they had to be transferred from these departments with weak manpower.

The Imperial Army calmly lined up in a spindle formation and began to advance. The Allies met them with artillery fire, but the Imperial Army did not move. As the distance between the two sides narrowed, the dense beams of light intertwined countless lattice patterns.

The forward forces of the Imperial Army, commanded by Lieutenant General Fafnier, advanced towards the Confederate positions without the slightest slowdown.

"The whole enemy fleet is rushing over!"

The voice of the communications soldier was high-pitched and high-pitched.

Yang looked up at the display board above, which was equipped with a 270-degree wide-angle detector. From the visuals, it appears that the enemy is approaching with acceleration, and his movements are neat. In comparison, the Allied forces seem to be moving quite slowly, and it can even be seen that the fighting spirit is lacking, it seems that they have to fight!

What can I do now?

Yang sat with his feet crossed at the command table, his heart not as calm as it seemed. At the moment, the actions of the enemy forces are still not beyond the scope of Yang's predictions, and the problem lies in our actions. It would be fine if he could follow his battle plan, but if he took one wrong step, the whole army would be wiped out and it would become out of control! What should we do then?

Scratching his hair, "Forget about pretending to be stupid again." Yang muttered to himself.

He can't predict everything, and he can't act recklessly. In fact, no one can be held accountable for work that exceeds their capacity.

Yang saw that the computer detector reflected a simulated formation of the battlefield, and a simple graphic showed the configuration of the two armies.

Sometimes there are small fluctuations in the opposite direction, but when you look at the whole, you can see that the Imperial Army is advancing and the Allied Army is retreating.

Moreover, the speed of movement with each other is constantly increasing. The Empire took a step forward, and the Confederates took a step back. The small fluctuations in the opposite direction disappeared, and the image of the simulated formation was clearer and simpler, and anyone could see that the Imperial Army was victorious, and the Allied Army was already certain to be defeated.

"Looks like a victory!"

Reinhardt muttered. The strategy of the central breakthrough seems to have worked!

On the other hand, Yang also nodded to Major Rao.

"Looks like it's going well!"

He didn't say anything reassuring.

What worries Yang is that our troops will follow their instructions?

At this point, victory is impossible! However, it is not impossible to be invincible. However, the prerequisite is that our troops must implement this combat strategy!

"Why did you attack so smoothly?"

A look of confusion began to appear on Reinhardt's face.

He stood up from his seat and stared at the screen on the roof of the cabin, a feeling of unease welling up in him.

Our troops advance, the enemy retreats. Under the offensive of the central breakthrough, the Allied forces were retreating from the left and right directions, whether it was the situation on the screen, the simulated formation on the detectors of the tactical computer, or the battle report from the forward group, all announcing the same state of affairs.

Reinhardt only felt the muffled thunder in his chest, a kind of foolish displeasure that was eating away at his nerves.

"What if...... If the enemy fleet is not pulled by our troops......"

He raised his left hand into a fist to the corner of his mouth and tapped his index finger lightly against his teeth. At this time, he suddenly realized the enemy's intentions!

"Oh no......"

This muffled muttering to himself was drowned out by the shouts of the communications soldiers, and was not heard by anyone.

"The enemy has been cut in half by our troops! What is going on? They are making a detour back to the flanks of our army at high speed!"

"Gilfias!"

In a scream of astonishment, Reinhardt called out to the red-haired vice-palace.

"Hit the mark...... The enemy split into two routes, and it seemed that they were going behind our army, and the central breakthrough tactics were cracked...... Damn! I was too careless! Lieutenant General Fafnier's prudent tactics were right!"

The blonde young man clenched his fist and slammed the podium.

"It's now! All the kingure and the mine-striking boats will fire a salvo and return when they have run out of ammunition! The whole fleet will speed up! Break through!" Fafnir gave the order at this moment. The long-retained Wangule and the Mine Strike launched an attack on the Allied fleets on both sides, causing great confusion and losses, but the overall form of the battlefield did not change significantly, and the Allied fleet still maintained the tactics of separating to both sides, allowing the Imperial fleet to pass, and then turning at high speed to begin to attack the rear of the Imperial fleet.

"What should I do? Do you want to turn around?"

Gilfias's voice was still so calm, and it had a temporary stabilizing effect on the agitated boss.

"No kidding! Do you want to tell me to do something less competent than the commander of the enemy's Sixth Fleet?"

"Well, there's just going to move on!"

"That's right!" Reinhart nodded, signaling the Messenger. "All the fleet! Advance at full speed! Attack the tail of the enemy in a counter-attack in a clockwise direction! Quick!"

"Alright, there's nothing wrong with us. So there are still benefits to being a striker. What do you think will happen to the most degraded Elrah?"

"The ghost knows. ”

Thirty minutes later, the formations of the two sides formed a circle, forming a wonderful scene. The front sector of the Allied forces stormed the rear of the Imperial Army, and the front sector of the Imperial Army attacked the rear of one of the Allied forces that had been divided into two units.

On the bridge of the Burrenhill, there was a cry of indignation and indignation!

"It's a clumsy formation, isn't it a war of attrition?"

Reinhardt muttered in a low voice.

When the report of the death of the senior commander reached his ears, Rear Admiral Erlach's ship was gone! Ignoring Reinhardt's order to move forward at full speed, he turned back to meet the Allied forces, and as he turned, he was directly hit by the neutron beam cannon and disappeared.

The enemy is in hot pursuit, but he turns back in front of their eyes, what an idiot! He can't live by his own wickedness! Having said that, it is undeniable that this is the death of the first senior commander of the Imperial fleet, and the dream of victory of the Imperial Army has been overshadowed!

Soon after, the artillery fire of the two armies continued to come and go, but the formation gradually opened up, as if there was a tacit understanding between each other, forming a gap between each other. As the distance increases, the sound of the cannon stops, and the energy density of the flying quickly thins out.

The "Battle of Asti Star Field" came to an end.

The number of personnel who participated in the battle was 2,657,000 in the Imperial Army and 4,225,900 in the Allied Army. In terms of ships, there were more than 23,000 Imperial troops, more than 40,000 Allied troops, and more than 153,400 Imperial troops and more than 1,578,900 Allied troops killed in battle. There were more than 2,200 ships destroyed or seriously damaged, and more than 24,600 ships of the Allied Army. The losses of the Allied forces amounted to ten to eleven times that of the Imperial Army, and the Empire's invasion of the Asti system came to an end.

After the war, the first general of Royankram will be promoted to marshal, and the other admirals who participated in the war are basically promoted by one rank. Rudolf von Fafnier finally climbed to the rank of general at the age of twenty-eight, and his friend Schutkhaugie climbed to the rank of major general at the same age.

What future historians will say about this battle is aside. After the first battle between Reinhardt von Royenkram and Willy Young, the tide of history accelerated rapidly. It's just the beginning.