Chapter 1289: Broken Muscles and Bones

The various support fleets that came to the Border King from the empire began to return to their original worlds in batches. The evacuation work may take several days to be completed: because before these fleets can return, many wounded soldiers and severely damaged spaceships have to be resettled. Especially for the latter, a large number of spaceships were destroyed during the battle. Now many of the servant armies and reserve echelons that came to support did not have enough spaceships to return. A large number of wounded soldiers and their escape capsules were stranded near temporary void nodes waiting for response. . The macro world network and the military world gate have limited loads, and it is difficult to evacuate the massive troops gathered across the empire in a short time. Therefore, Sandora ordered the temporary establishment of hundreds of garrison points in the two nearest springboard worlds. It is used to settle the troops with the most severe battle damage. At the same time, we have also begun to summon the idle followers of the Goddess of Life Cult and more medical staff to come to these garrison points to rescue the wounded.

The post-war handling work is sometimes more complicated than the pre-war organizational preparations. This is the same as giving birth to a child. It is easy to talk about everything before giving birth. After the child is born, you will have enough headaches for more than ten years - and if it happens It's probably normal for a top-notch naughty kid like Shang Xiaoxue to have headaches for centuries. Moreover, this magical naughty kid could come to her father before she was born... Oh, I'm going too far.

The Celestial System Fleet was originally supposed to return to the Civilized Community universe in its entirety. However, due to the large number of damaged troops that needed to be resettled, this fleet composed of a large number of planetary fortresses also acted as a temporary garrison base. The psionic Death Star and Twelve giant armed planets returned first as the core of the fleet, and the remaining dozens of planet fortresses stayed in the two universes near the battlefield. The orbits of each planet were filled with repair stations and medical bases, tens of millions of The Goddess of Life believers established divine temples called "Ephemeral Kingdom" on those planet fortresses. The powerful power of the temple permeated those temporary galaxies established overnight to ensure that the wounded soldiers within the coverage of the Kingdom of Heaven were not injured. As for those who died due to untimely treatment: there were too many wounded servants in need of rescue. Without the use of this level of magic, ordinary divine priests and ascetics would simply not be able to do this.

Dingdang has even gone into battle herself, and the goddess's power can save even the soldiers who are least likely to be saved. For the sake of those loyal servant soldiers, I have stewed Dingdang in the kitchen for almost four hours... Although I feel that my efforts are in the wrong direction, it seems to have a good effect.

The damage to the imperial soldiers was not light. Now the capital world and the imperial military stations in several military universes are overcrowded. The Xiling Apostles who need to return to the factory for overhaul are almost full of the Gnaku. At this time, I suddenly discovered that it turned out that I met someone not long ago. It’s actually not surprising at all that the scorpion lady who arrived was calculating before she died whether it would be more cost-effective to return to the factory for overhaul or to die and return to the city.

Because Sandora and I stopped by to inspect an Imperial military station when we returned to the capital world, where almost every seriously injured Imperial soldier was settling accounts. The only difference is that only the Scorpion Soldier was holding a data terminal and pressing it back and forth, while the others were doing mental arithmetic...

It's a sad story, but this time even the ravens didn't bother complaining about their less-than-smart enemies. And no matter what, these soldiers staying in the depot waiting for repairs or waiting for resurrection are at least much luckier than their compatriots who were completely killed.

Although she felt a little exhausted both physically and mentally, after returning to the Shadow City, she was still dragged to the headquarters by Sandora. Her Majesty's intention was very clear. Leaders are not born to rest casually. Now that the soldiers' work is over, the leader's task has just begun: she must count the war losses as soon as possible, re-evaluate the threat of the fallen apostles, analyze the battle reports and so on - anyway, they are all things that I don't care about. If you don’t understand it, she will drag you there to listen to it.

In the main conference room of the headquarters, Sandora looked energetic, not at all like she was lacking energy after a fierce battle. She listened to reports from the heads of various lower departments. Weigh the damage to the new empire after this battle and consider our next development plan. The person in charge of making the report now is Sivis, who also participated in the entire battle and still insists on his position now. This dedicated adjutant who never seems to know how tired he is transfers a lot of tables and images to the conference room. On the holographic projection, he said in a clear and serious voice: "At present, the combat effectiveness of the First, Second, and Sixth Army has been reduced by more than half. Among them, the Second Army was intensively attacked in the early stages of the war. Currently, only the basic organization remains. It is expected that It takes at least six months to repair or re-produce warships, and the resurrected soldiers also need the same time to undergo rehabilitation training in the reserve echelon. The battle damage situation of the third, fourth, and fifth armies is more optimistic, but they also need about a month to rest and recuperate. . In addition, the flagship of the Third Army was destroyed by a suicide attack by the enemy at the end of the battle. The supreme commander and deputy commander were both killed. The two commanders are currently waiting for resurrection in the resurrection sequence, but they may not be able to return in a short time after resurrection. Go to the post. Especially the supreme commander: his soul was severely damaged, and he needed decades to reorganize his core personality. A large number of other senior officers of the Third Army were also killed, and one-third of them could not be resurrected."

"...Supreme Commander..." I couldn't help but take a breath. This is the highest-ranking officer in the empire who died in my impression. The commander and deputy commander of a fleet were killed at the same time. Even if the fleet is fully organized, it is basically useless. Going to take a back seat. The only good thing now is that the commander and deputy commander are both powerful high-level apostles. Their souls are so powerful that they still have a chance to be resurrected even if the flagship is destroyed. Otherwise, if a commander dies, it will be a loss. It’s like losing half the fleet!

Based on what Sivis said, I judge that the deputy commander of the Third Fleet should be able to return to his post quickly after his resurrection, but the supreme commander may not be able to continue to hold the important position of an officer for decades. As an army leader, commanding ability is often more important than personal combat effectiveness. See, Sivis can't defeat a Scorpion Soldier. She is still an officer second only to the general. And now that the deputy commander of the Third Fleet is resurrected, although his personal strength will not be restored for a while, but fortunately his soul is still intact, but the commander's personality is not complete.

"Temporarily let the deputy commander of the Third Fleet act as the supreme commander, and the survivors of his officers will be promoted to one level according to their original positions. The insufficient personnel will be filled from the reserve echelon. The former commander of the Third Fleet will go to the reserve echelon to report on his duties. , the empire will still need these old officers when it forms a new legion in the future." Sandora quickly replied, as if making these decisions did not require much consideration. She came all the way from the old empire. Perhaps she has experienced the tragic battles we encountered this time many times, so she is already familiar with similar handling methods.

"In addition, the dn-175 world as the main battlefield was completely destroyed. This world was originally a military center of the empire and one of the most important border springboards. The other three invaded worlds were also damaged to varying degrees. Military facilities More than 90% of it needs to be rebuilt," Sivis said in a heavy tone. "We lost a galaxy group used to produce star warships. At the same time, three void research centers were completely destroyed by the fallen apostles, and the scientific research data could not be transferred. To 30%.”

I thought for a while, then turned to look at Tavel who was sitting next to me: "What about that, you..."

Tavel spoke before I could finish. The expression on his face was as stiff as cement: "Your Majesty, I will handle it properly."

Me: "...Oh, I mean, stop pinching the things in your hands, the cup is almost going to cause a nuclear reaction..."

"That's it for reporting on war losses. Sivis, you said you have other things to report?"

Sandora breathed out lightly. Obviously in a bad mood, she temporarily put the battle damage report aside, looked up at Sivis and asked, who nodded: "Yes, this is the fallen apostle's communication intercepted by our intelligence interception center on the front line. I haven't been able to successfully decipher it yet, but there are some interesting things in it..."

Sivis said. He connected his data terminal to the equipment in the conference room. Soon, a large cluttered image appeared on the holographic projection in the center of the conference room, which looked like a TV screen with poor signal. A creaking noise filled the room.

"What is this?" Sandora frowned.

"Clutter, interference, a small amount of orderly information mixed with a large number of meaningless signals, and these things are played repeatedly in the fallen apostle's channel," Sivis paused. "It's like they have trouble hearing it themselves."

Sandora's eyebrows knitted: "We have also intercepted communications from fallen apostles before..."

"Yes, the things intercepted this time are obviously completely different from those intercepted before. Although the fallen apostle communications intercepted before had many weird mutation codes, they were generally consistent with regular signals, and this time - it looks like It was almost overwhelmed by all kinds of clutter interference, as if there was something wrong with the enemy's communication network or spiritual link."

After hearing Sivis's analysis, I suddenly thought of a person. Then he looked up at the corner of the room, where Vincent Carlo was sitting. Originally, he was not qualified to attend such a meeting, because he had just surrendered and was not yet an officer in the imperial army, but because we wanted to know the information about Harlan as soon as possible. I made an exception for him to participate.

"Vincent, look at this signal, do you recognize it?"

Vincent read the source code provided by Sivis and shook his head in confusion after a moment: "No...no, this is not a standard signal, it is garbled code. The garbled code is mixed with normal communication content, but the normal content is almost drowned. , even if there are decoding keys, I find it very difficult to analyze these things. They can hardly be used for military command, and the signal stability is too poor."

Sandora glanced at me, and she seemed to have something to think about: "Maybe this is the reason why the fallen apostles are in poor fighting condition this time: their data network is faulty."

"Data network failure? And then at this juncture, nine legions are formed to fight against the empire?" I was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Vincent in disbelief, "Is that Harlan's head sick?"

"Well..." Vincent wiped his forehead in embarrassment, "I can't explain it. When I went out... to attack you, our communication network was still normal, and His Majesty Harlan had no invasion plan at all at that time..."

"Wait a minute, let me confirm, how many troops does Harlan have?" Sandora could notice some very detailed but potentially crucial issues at any time. She suddenly asked, "Counting the garrison and reserves. echelon."

Vincent was startled: "Are these armies included? There were originally about thirteen legions...but the organization was not satisfactory. One legion was newly formed."

"All out," Sandora gave me a serious look, "Harlan deployed nine legions of troops on the main battlefield, and there were about three legions in the other three universes, plus Vincent was in the distance. A legion was defeated by you, that is to say, all his troops in the Abyss Empire were thrown out."

I thought about it and found that I didn't understand it.

"There is no peace within the fallen apostles. If you go out with all your family assets, you will probably never be able to go back," Sandora said leisurely, "Occupy, annex, make yourself stronger, and then become the sole ruler. This It has almost become a biological instinct within the fallen apostles. Now they are only controlled by a powerful 'adult' and a unified goal, so they have become a collective. All his strength has been devoted to fighting the empire, do you think he can go back?"

I suddenly understood: Regardless of whether Harlan's expedition will succeed or not, he has already given up his position in the Abyss Empire. Because his army will inevitably suffer heavy casualties in the battle with the imperial army. Regardless of victory or defeat, he will have to suffer from personal power, and the group of fallen apostles will not let such an emperor who has lost his army continue to occupy so much. Territorial.

If Harlan does this, sooner or later he will become a lonely monster of the abyss, like the fallen emperor Caesars we first met, and be forced to wander into a world where no one can shit. Leading a group of abyssal beasts to survive. This is the law of survival among the fallen apostles, Bella Villa has told us more than once.

"Can we trace where Haran's remnant soldiers are fleeing to now?" Shandora looked up at Sivis, who shook his head apologetically: "Your Majesty, the enemy has left the sensing range of the Garden of Death, we... "

"It doesn't matter, I guessed it. Then Viska - inform your Abyss Fleet to closely monitor the entire territory of the Fallen Apostles in the recent period, and report immediately as soon as Harlan's remaining fleet returns. If there is no return after seven days... also... Give back.”

There were two bunches of hair behind the edge of the table nearby, one of which swayed slightly, which was Viska's nod. I thought for a while and then suggested: "You two can actually change to a higher chair..."

"No! We don't want special chairs! I can see it!" Viska's voice came from under the tuft of hair that was shaking just now. From this angle, I couldn't see the faces of the two short melons at all. Only a little bit of hair can be seen...

I shut up silently, thinking that it would be best not to continue irritating these two dwarfs. Fortunately for them at home, on such an occasion, the sisters would never agree to buy themselves a humiliating booster seat or put a shell casing under their buttocks.

The participating officers then began to report to their departments, and there were battle damage reports. There are also drafts on changes to the legion's organizational structure, as well as the Ministry of Military Command's supplementary plan for the servant army. A fierce battle can be said to have severely damaged the new empire. We have suffered a major setback, so the things we have to deal with now are simply piled up. Like mountains.

While listening to the report, I turned my head and looked at the other side of the table, where Lin Xue was sitting. I still remembered that I had questions to ask her.

But I was startled as soon as I turned my head, because I don’t know when the eldest lady had been staring straight at this side. There was something in her eyes that I had never seen before, those eyes. Her eyes, which were always full of energy and bright and shining, now held a kind of frightening horror, as if she had just woken up from a nightmare. The eldest lady and I looked at each other, but the other party didn't react for a moment: although she was looking at me, her mind seemed to have been completely immersed in another thing.

"Girl? Snow girl?" I couldn't help but say hello twice in the spiritual connection. The eldest lady finally came back to life, and her eyes suddenly returned to Qingming: "Ah, oh... what's the matter?"

"No... just because you suddenly fell into a daze?" I asked with some concern. At the same time, I don't know if it was an illusion, but the fear in Lin Xue's eyes had not completely subsided, and she also brought something else. Anyway...it looks quite confusing anyway.

"I'm fine," Lin Xue shook her head, quickly straightened her expression, and then smiled apologetically, "What, I'm a little tired, and this kind of meeting doesn't seem to be of much help... I'll go back and rest first. .”

After saying that, the eldest lady ignored the confused looks from me and Sandora, and teleported out of the conference room, leaving us all staring at each other.

I raised my arm and touched Xiaoxue beside me: "Daughter, what's wrong with your mother?"

"I don't know," Xiaoxue thought for a moment, looked at me carefully and said every word, and then added specifically, "Do you believe it?"

I:"……"

This girl is indeed her mother's biological child, look at that mouth that needs to be twitched!

Although I thought Lin Xue was a little unusual, I didn't think much about it for the moment. I could ask after I got home anyway, so I focused on the national events in front of me.

In the end, only I and Sandora persisted until the end of the meeting. My sister, Qianqian, and even Xiaoxue all left early. The reasons for their departure were surprisingly consistent: Anyway, I was not in charge of internal affairs...

But I’m not this material either! Why doesn't anyone ask me for my opinion?

By the time I got home, it was already 10:30 pm Earth time.

The living room was very quiet. The rest of the family must have rested at this time. After all, more than half of us had just finished a nerve-wracking battle. Almost everyone was exhausted physically and mentally, while the remaining half were Those babyheads don't go to bed at half past ten, and they can't even resist their own biological clocks. Shandora was full of worries, ran to wash up a little and then returned to her room, while I glanced around the empty and extremely quiet living room. There is still an hour and a half until Anweina comes out to sweep the floor, and there is not even a luminous body to be seen here.

But soon I discovered that someone was sleeping in the living room: on the sofa, a graceful figure curled up into a small ball, sleeping like a little mouse that had been freezing.

I looked closer and saw that it was Lin Xue. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read it.)