Chapter 115 Crisis Resolution

Maiah Kingdom, the northern border.

"Damn Scorpio Army!"

Looking at the Scorpion fleet on the screen that bit the First Fleet without let go, Ole couldn't help cursing. It has always given people a steady and modest feeling that Ole will say such words, which is enough to see how angry he is in his heart.

The Scorpio Empire army invaded, and Ole personally led four fleets to block the enemy on the middle line. He originally wanted to deploy heavy troops on the eastern front to defeat the enemy on the eastern front in order to form a front and back attack behind the enemy on the middle line to annihilate the enemies on the middle line. But he never thought that the Scorpio Empire would be the same as he thought, with the same heavy troops on the eastern front and the support of artificial intelligence [cotton]. After easily winning, he rushed straight to Maiah Star.

In this way, they are in a dilemma on the middle line. Mayah has only four fleets on the middle line, while the enemy has five fleets.

Under the fierce offensive of the enemy, the Fourth Fleet, located at the forefront of the defense line, suffered a heavy blow and had to retreat and put the First Fleet to the top. Although this withstood the enemy's offensive and caused a lot of damage to the enemy, at this time, after learning of the Capital Star crisis, it was difficult for Ole to withdraw the First Fleet from the fierce battle.

Even if Lin Moxue, who came from Chu Tang, gave him a few tricks, the enemy seemed to soon understand his intention and bit the First Fleet without let go. In the case of being unable to turn, it is impossible to retreat from the battlefield to safety in five or six hours. What's more, the enemy doesn't care about any loss at all. It seems that they just want to drag the enemy on the middle line here.

Because the Mi's particle is isolated from the outside world, so far, Oyle does not know how his capital star is.

He is well aware of the defense power of the Capital Star. If the number of fleets put into by the Scorpion Empire on the eastern front exceeds the number of reconnaissance, the Capital Star may have been occupied by the enemy now. The Seventh Fleet led by Omar can never stop the enemy's offensive.

"Brother..." He clenched his fist painfully and hit the armrest of the seat. Several ministers around him looked at it but lowered their heads and sighed. Even if they wanted to comfort him, they didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, Ole stood up from the seat.

He shouted, "I can't control so much. The capital is in danger, and we have no reason to delay here any longer. Pass my order, the first, fifth and eleventh fleets, full attack! Since the enemy doesn't want us to leave, let's kill them before we go back!"

Several ministers were shocked. In fact, they had considered such an approach for a long time. Although the number of enemy fleets is one more than that of Maiah, the quality of warships is far lower than that of Maiah. At this moment, among the several fleets located here, except for the Eleventh Fleet, which is a Veyron military type, the first, fifth and the fourth fleet, which has more than two-thirds of the war losses, are all advanced Wumu-class warships, which can completely win this battle.

At the beginning, this idea was rejected by everyone because it was worried about Maiah Star, considering that it would take too long to defeat the enemy and the loss would increase.

And now, it is time to have a decisive battle in advance.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Several ministers immediately saluted, and then walked to their respective positions and began to give orders.

Oul glanced at his own fleet on the screen in pain. Because they had been aiming for defense and containment, the loss of the fleet was not too great. The fourth fleet with the greatest losses still has 5,000 warships left, and the first fleet is almost intact. The fifth fleet on the left wing lost 2,000 warships, and the eleventh fleet on the right wing lost about 3,000 ships. That is to say, Maiah's army still maintains more than 40,000 warships on the middle line, and the number of enemies has been reduced from 75,000 at the beginning to 46,000 now, losing 30,000 warships, and the battle damage ratio is about 2 to 1.

And if the general attack is launched under such circumstances, even if this battle is won, I'm afraid it will only be a tragic victory.

I'm afraid the last remaining warships will not exceed the number of a fleet.

The fleet on the eastern front has been lost, and there are few left on the middle line. The western front is Chu Tang's reinforcements. By the end of the war, no intact fleet could be found except for the Eighth Fleet guarding the Alta region. In that case, even if the Scorpio Empire let itself go without launching attacks, Maiah will repeat the path of the new United States. The surrounding countries will never let go of Maiah's fat meat, and the Alta region, which has just been occupied for a few years, will also fall into chaos again...

"Maia..."

Thinking of this, Ole's face turned pale. He muttered the name of his motherland, spewed out blood, and stained his white robe with red spots.

"Your Majesty!" Several servants around screamed and came forward one after another.

Oul held the seat, shook his hand and said, "I'm fine. Give me a glass of water."

Sitting on the seat, he took the glass handed to him, took a sip slowly, and then his face barely recovered.

"Maia..."

He muttered, "Yes, that guy Yunyi is right. Dragon Slayer is about to rise, and a war all over the universe is coming. Under this stormy wave, how can Maiah barely survive in this tide... My motherland, my people... Don't blame me, I just want you to live a happy life..."

When an idea in Ole's heart gradually became firm, he looked up at the screen. The three Maiah fleet roared and launched a decisive attack on the Scorpion army close at hand. Countless artillery fires were overwhelming, and a mass of light kept flashing on the screen, like a beautiful mandala blooming in the Yellow Spring. Constantly taking away human life.

"The mecha troops charge! Beat them hard and beat out the shit of those bastards!"

Hearing the wild roar in the command room, Ole slowly turned his head, who was the deputy commander of the fleet in charge of the strategic direction of the mecha force, a rude soldier. If he usually speaks like this, Ole will definitely be angry, but at present, he only feels that the other party is so cute.

He smiled and lay on his seat looking up at the ceiling of the command room.

At this time, the capital star... brother... and those who served themselves in the palace, as well as the nobles, civilians, merchants, etc. living on the planet Maiah, are afraid they have been...

"Your Majesty!" An officer ran over in a panic.

Oyle said softly, "Don't worry, let's talk about anything."

Oyle's friendly voice stunned him for a moment and immediately said, "Your Majesty, we have detected a large number of warships in the rear of the enemy. The specific number is still being analyzed, but it is estimated that... will not be less than five fleets."

"Real?" Omir smiled and suddenly felt a little weak. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, I know. Go down."

"Your Majesty..."

"Go down."

The officer looked at the peaceful Omine, and his eyes suddenly turned red. He whispered, "Your Majesty, no matter what happens in the future, I will definitely protect you with my life!" After saying that, he turned his head and left in a hurry.

Ole laughed and said to himself, "As long as the people of Maiah can be happy, I will be satisfied. From a small country with less than 50 planets to now, the country is strong, but in this way, it has also brought the people into the whirlpool of the cosmic war. I hope... they won't blame me."

The Maiah fleet, under the order of the king, launched the final deadly attack! The combat effectiveness they showed was extremely horrible. Although they may have guessed the outcome of the battle, none of them flinched. For their country, for their beloved King, everyone, every mecha, every warship, charge the enemy fearlessly.

The overwhelming gunfire completely covered this starry sky. Almost every second, warships explode, which represents the deaths of hundreds of people.

Some of these people are Maiah and some are from the Scorpion Empire.

Although they are human beings, they have to fight together for different beliefs, and no one can retreat.

The officer who previously reported to Oul operated quickly on the light brain with his hands. His duty is to constantly calculate the number of enemies, count them and send them to the staff for analysis. At this time, he had given this work to his colleagues, and he tried his best to calculate the total number of enemies of the five fleets that suddenly appeared, and judged their number, model, fleet number, speed, position, target, etc., which were needed by the staff. The sooner they calculated it, the more The earlier you can come up with the layout plan.

"What?"

Seeing the calculated results on the screen, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Why are there 80,000 warships and not 75,000 of the five full fleets?" If it's six, shouldn't it be 90,000? 80,000 warships, what's going on?

His hands quickly tapped on the keyboard. In this case, only by calculating the number of flagships of the other party can the specific fleet number be judged.

"Four flagships?"

He looked at the data unbelievably. These were calculated by the central light brain and would never make any mistakes. However, the other side has only four fleets, but has 80,000 warships. Doesn't it mean that a fleet has 20,000 warships?

20,000 ships!

He suddenly thought of a possibility... It seems that only one country in the whole galaxy is equipped with this number of fleets.

And that country is its own ally, and at this moment, their reinforcements are rushing to the battlefield.

Is it that the four fleets are...

At the thought of the whole possibility, he was almost so excited that he trembled all over. He was deeply aware of what this information meant to the current Maiah fleet. The more so, the more cautious he was. Whether you can tell whether the four fleets are their own reinforcements, just look at the state of the Scorpio Imperial Fleet.

He quickly entered the command, and the screen suddenly changed, which was the position behind the Scorpio Empire Fleet. Sure enough, as he expected, there has been slight chaos in the rear of the enemy fleet, and many warships are trying to turn around. Although the angle of turning around was still very small, he found this change at a glance.

How can an officer who can serve on His Majesty's flagship be served by ordinary people!

It's time to make this news public.

He suddenly stood up from his seat and glanced at the officers nervously operating light brains in the command room, the high-level officers commanding loudly in the channel, and His Majesty sitting firmly in the seat. Then, his eyes were full of tears and roared loudly!

"Your Majesty, the reinforcements of 80,000 warships of the Chu and Tang Empire have arrived and are launching a fierce attack on the enemy from the rear!"