Chapter 1,230 Explosions, More Explosions!

The power of the prophet is the eternal advantage in the hands of the imperial army. On the battlefield, as long as Lin Xue or our lively daughter exists, then any enemy's plots and ambushes are meaningless.

After Lin Xue gave the prompt, the fleet began to prepare to face more enemies. The assault troops originally planned to be deployed in the second wave were temporarily put on hold, while the first wave of assault fleets that had already rushed into the Melova position were Immediately after achieving sufficient results, they left the battlefield. Using a high-density particle flow from the center of the galaxy as a cover, they bypassed a huge arc and secretly returned to the Imperial Army's main formation. Then Sivis strengthened it with his own power. With the attack power of all the main spaceships, we began to continuously output high-intensity firepower against Melova while saving energy. Without the fatal impact of the assault troops, the Merovas were able to organize more regular counterattacks and began to move in the direction of the Imperial Army as a whole: their directional psionic energy confinement technology was insufficient, and at the current combat distance On the battleship, the Merova warships appeared to have weak firepower, so these enemies who were not afraid of death began to push the battle line forward despite the powerful artillery fire of the imperial army.

On the surface, everything on the battlefield seems to be "developing as usual". The two warring parties are pouring out as much firepower as possible, and one of them is closing the distance with the opponent. The torrent of psionic energy and the flash of explosions light up the scene. The energy radiation released by the scorching space clouds may be detectable thousands of light-years away - but if that Barian was paying attention to this battlefield in person, he would definitely guess that his follow-up troops had been Found.

When the Imperial fleet reduced the number of assault troops and began to quietly change the fleet's layout, Barian should have known that his plan had been exposed: if he was not a fool, he could see this. But can he make any more or better decisions? Of course not, with the arrow on the string, he should know that his follow-up troops have fallen into the eyes of the Imperial Army. Now everything has to go on. Otherwise, the Merova fleet standing in front of our artillery fire will soon be annihilated. And the part of his hidden army will soon be defeated by other imperial fleets. Ten minutes ago, we had issued mobilization orders to four other war zones. Now more imperial warships have abandoned those military nodes of little value and are approaching this galaxy. At Lin Xue's prompt, their route changed slightly and almost passed by the fleets that Barian had hidden. The latter must have known what this meant: he had to throw all his troops into this meat grinder. Otherwise, they will be defeated one by one. It was also the result of being defeated. Choosing a head-on confrontation might be able to save some results. Barian would probably choose this only way out.

The combat star map shows a picture of the current Milky Way and several surrounding small galaxies. Outer military nodes that have been destroyed by the Imperial Army in previous raids are marked in gray, and the areas where the Imperial Army has established bases are in bright blue. The center of the galaxy where the war is raging is dazzling blood red. There is another color on the map, which is a group of floating gray-white spots. They are the enemy troops detected by Lin Xue using his prophecy ability. This part of the army is well hidden, and our radar cannot see their specific movements. Therefore, it can only be marked vaguely like this: At this time, Lin Xue was like a radar.

Now those gray-white spots are being driven by the blue arrows representing the imperial fleet, jumping rapidly across the galaxy. Gradually approaching the battlefield in the center of the Milky Way, looking at this scene, Qianqian thought: "It seems...herding sheep?"

"It's the wolves chasing the sheep," Lilina grinned, revealing her sharp little tiger teeth, "I think Barian's blood pressure must be very high now, and his army is being forcibly driven to the guillotine."

"I'm thinking about why he let his regular army appear first to act like a bait." Lin Xue raised his head and looked at the holographic projection of the battlefield where the battle was taking place, and the footage from the spy probe. , the Merovian spacecraft was advancing hard despite fierce artillery fire. The joint shield was constantly being penetrated and rebuilt. Every second, starships of all sizes turned into brilliant fireworks and dense interstellar clouds around them. The clumps mix together and slowly fall toward the nearby giant star under the influence of gravity. These so-called "ambush fleets" that first appeared in the center of the galaxy and were immediately discovered by Sivis now seem to be just bait. They appear here to attract the main force of the Imperial Army, while the real large force of Barian and The slave races came late: they always felt like something was wrong.

Shouldn't it be those slave troops who serve as bait?

"To him, the slave troops and his own people are actually the same." A rich baritone voice sounded on the communication station next to me. I turned around and saw that it was Turazzo who was on the line. Lin Xue nodded at me. Head: "I called Lao Tu on the line. He knows Barian well and can probably guess what's going on."

Now Turazzo has become accustomed to the name "Lao Tu" and was not even surprised. He nodded and said in a calm voice: "For Barian now, there are only two kinds of people in the world. The first type of people is Himself, the second kind of person is a slave, a peon, a prop, a bargaining chip, a potential traitor - he regards everyone except himself as the same category, and towards these people, he only carries out his self-proclaimed "absolute" Wise calculation'. As long as he can win, he doesn't mind using his personal guards as bait to fight the Imperial fleet head-on. He knows what kind of bait is the most effective: the empire's anger is all focused on the Merova army On the body, if he sends a group of slave fleets that you have never met before, or an ordinary army mixed with a large number of slave fleets as the forward, the luring effect will be greatly reduced, so he simply throws out his second fleet to fight you. In my opinion From what he knew, Barian knew how bad his current situation was. He was fighting a battle that could lead to disaster at any time. In this case, he would only give himself a 100% chance of survival, and nothing else. I won’t care.”

"Because the Merova people are more hostile at this time, they throw out one of their regular troops as bait?" I can generally understand this desperate madness, but I can't agree with Barian's cold-blooded style, "Look He knew a long time ago that the troops he gathered in the center of the galaxy could not be hidden from the eyes of the Imperial Army. These troops could not bear the burden of surprise attacks in the first place, and they knew from the beginning that they would be exposed."

"Barian knew this. But he certainly didn't tell anyone." Turazzo smiled slightly. "The army you are facing now is a group of wretches. They know nothing. The order given to them by Barian is to gather in secret and attack you by surprise. They will never know that they were abandoned from the beginning until they die."

I raised my eyebrows: "It seems that the intelligence channels you have are not that bad."

"The conservatives are not useless," Turazzo spread his hands. "At least some of us are still hiding in the army, including some old guys. Even Barian can't attack casually."

At this moment, the flagship shipboard host finally issued the alarm we had been waiting for for a long time: "Alarm, alarm, a large-scale coordinate replacement phenomenon has been detected in the coordinates of e35x1, f15c2, and f16d2, and a large-scale enemy force is about to enter the battlefield."

The Merova people who were driven by the imperial fleet finally had no choice, and resolutely jumped into this galactic meat grinder that was already roaring. I don’t know what Barian’s expression is at this moment. Anyway, Viska’s face A bright smile appeared.

"Sure enough. These are the troops that Barian originally wanted to use as the main offensive force. Those are the slave spacecraft that are used as human shields." Lin Xue glanced at the holographic projection. We saw a large number of messy and miscellaneous spaceships that were different from the Merova starship first appearing near the jumping point. These spaceships were painted in a chaotic manner, with all kinds of strange models and styles. Even the formations looked like they were improvised. These chaotic and miscellaneous troops seemed to be driven by something terrible. They rushed out from the jumping point in a swarm, and then charged towards the Imperial Army's position like headless flies. In the process, some spaceships actually flew by themselves mid-flight. Disintegrated!

Those were some extremely crude and dilapidated-looking spaceships with pitiful shapes and weak shields. I even suspected that they were still using conventional engines as their main power. These spacecrafts fell behind as soon as they came out, and then were surrounded by ultra-high-intensity material jets. The unique super gravity in the center of the galaxy tore off pieces and shattered them into pieces, and were turned into waste in space by the high-speed ion wind...

These spaceships themselves are damaged! They were probably on the verge of disintegration during a certain mission, but now Barian did not give them any chance to regroup, but rushed all the slave fleets to the battlefield!

I guess this must be because the slave races behind these spaceships have low technology, so they have become worthless in the eyes of Barian, who completely treats them like a burden. This battlefield is where he burns "garbage" .

"Fuck, Barian is going crazy!" Lilina suddenly exclaimed. We also felt very incredible, but at this time there was no time to lament Barian's crazy slave race policy, because the enemy's group attack had already begun.

The Merova Legion, which was driven to the center of the galaxy to engage in a head-on battle with the Imperial Fleet, had no choice but to bombard our army's joint shield with all its firepower. The torrent of psionic cannons finally hit a huge impact on the Imperial Fleet's shield. ripples, because the imperial army chasing behind them will soon enter the battlefield, so these desperate Merova spaceships try to pull a few backers before they die - this is very life-threatening like the old empire. Spirit. And those slave races who were driven to the battlefield were still rushing over in a swarm, and spacecrafts continued to disintegrate halfway, destroyed by the deadly galactic environment and even the artillery fire of the Merova Supervisory Team. In this way, the Merova people were driven away by the imperial army, and the slave fleet was driven away by the Merova people... This crazy battlefield!

The enemy's troops were mixed in the slave fleet and charged forward under the cover of the latter. As long as the Merova successor troops appeared at the jumping point, there would be a large number of slave fleets escorting them. In this case, of course we didn't. How to drop teleport blockers - that will kill all the slave fleets.

In the old empire era, perhaps those iron-blooded imperial soldiers would have slaughtered all the creatures in front of them without hesitation... But they can't do that now. So the Merova people were pleasantly surprised to find that they were much luckier than the previous general-class aircraft carriers that died in space chaos. They were not killed during the jump. Their commanders didn't know much about the new empire, and maybe they didn't know why the ruthless imperial army in their minds would be merciful at this time, but they were still excited about such a good phenomenon, thinking that they had found more opportunities—— Well, their rejoicing ends there.

When Lin Xue confirmed that all subsequent troops would arrive on the battlefield in a few minutes, she nodded: "Turn on the amplifier."

The technicians immediately began to adjust the working mode of the starship, and the shipboard host began to report the startup process of related equipment: "The mental interference amplifier is starting... The main energy network output guide has been changed. The ship's weapon system is offline. Converted to mind control signal Standard form. The resonance crystal is connected online. The preheating status is good, charging... Charging is completed, the resonance crystal is activated, and the amplification component is in good working condition. Void infusion has been received, the void line is normal, and the mind control field is released..."

Tavel has been studying the crystals of the Jingfeng planet for a long time, and now it seems that the new equipment she made using the Jingfeng crystals is working well. I feel that Sandora's aura is permeating the entire bridge: it is just like bathing in the light of the imperial power of Eurasia. It is very kind and comfortable, but I am afraid it is not the same for other people on the battlefield. I connected the spiritual connection with Sandora: "The line is in good condition, you can play with it to your heart's content - by the way, how far has it been expanded?"

Sandora's voice echoed in her mind ethereally, which was a little different from her usual tone: "Well, I feel a lot of confused and undefended hearts... This is really pleasant. The glory form has basically taken shape, you know , I unfolded it super quickly. And Qianqian also helped speed it up in the early stage. I originally thought it would take at least more than a week. Unexpectedly, it is almost over now. You can come and take a look after the battle. I feel like I The equator is a bit bulging, so I may need to lose weight..."

I:"……"

It seems that Sandora's side is going very smoothly. This should be due to Qian Qian's power. The latter has now become more powerful and can even intervene in the "glorification" process that was originally extremely difficult to interfere with. In Qian Qian's case, Under the light acceleration, Sandora basically completed the form transformation in only two days. Even if she is a fast-transforming apostle, this speed is really a bit unbelievable: and this is why we have so quickly changed Mello's form. The reason for the full-scale war in Wa was that we were not worried about Sandora's Glory not being able to appear on the battlefield in time from the beginning. It is impossible for Barian to pull out all his trump cards to fight against the imperial arms on the third day, right?

"The void connection is operating stably, and it is confirmed that the mind control field has spread to the predetermined range."

The broadcast from the shipboard host announced that the Merova people's use of the slave fleet as human shields was over. It was obvious that all the slave ships on the entire battlefield were suddenly confused for a moment.

This is because Sandora's power forcibly erased the "detritus" deep in the minds of these slave soldiers, that is, the unfounded obedience and distorted memory of the Merova people. When all these things disappeared, the captains and pilots of the slave fleet immediately fell into a state of confusion. It was as if they had just woken up from a nightmare that had never ended since birth. They had been forcibly instilled with Mello since birth. The baseless worship of the "God" Va and the brutal rule of the Merova people in reality formed two conflicting thoughts, which spread among all the slave fleets, and the chaotic environment on the battlefield only exacerbated their confusion. I have to say that the current situation is not good for these newly freed slave fleets. Everyone knows that if you take a nap in a sports car with a speed of 120 kilometers per hour, you will be killed on the spot. Now the pilots of these spacecraft are napping on a battleship flying almost at the speed of light, and these battleships are also racing swarm in the center of the galaxy, where deadly material jets and energy storms are everywhere...

Fortunately, Sandora is paying attention to this battlefield. The powerful Soul Reaver can control the targets of several legions at once in the apostle form, and now these slave legions have no mental resistance. Soon, the chaotic slave fleet on the battlefield restored order and continued to sprint towards the imperial army's position - this time, they did not fire, nor did they pay attention to the command of the Merova Supervisory Team behind them. They even did not obey their own orders. Will: Sandora is controlling these starship pilots to move closer to our army's main formation.

The soldiers of the slave fleet don't know what the Xiling Empire means at all. They probably don't know who they are being driven to this battlefield by the Merova people to fight. They were sent here in confusion, and we don't know either. They cannot be expected to seek asylum from the Imperial Army immediately after gaining free will, so for the time being they can only let Sandora "guide" these lost lambs.

The Merova army is now in chaos.

All the slave fleets defected in an instant... You can't explain this situation with any theory. I think the commanders of the Melova people should be dumbfounded now. They can't figure out the situation in front of them, human shields and cannon fodder. The sudden disobedience of instructions also made their original tactics useless, and in this moment of panic, the imperial army fired thousands of guns.

"Seal the battlefield and let Pandora and Viska out!" All the enemies have fallen into this meat grinder. I nodded with satisfaction and ordered the whole army. There were two slight buzzes beside me. The giant cannon was already hungry and thirsty. The Pandora sisters jumped to the battlefield just like the runaway Qianqian (you see, our whole family can take turns using each other as adjectives), and they were followed by the equally hungry General Guards - or also known as the Mad Bomber Brigade, this group of explosives The madman rushed into the Merova general-class aircraft carrier formation, and without saying a word, he summoned the space of forty football fields to explode and pop out...

Everything has settled. (To be continued.)