On the star map, there was some distance between the two fleets, but it suddenly became close combat. Aslan, who had superior firepower …
Boom, boom, boom, boom …
Light shone in the starry sky, and the fleets began to fight. Densely packed space warriors flew out from the battleships. The time to decide the fate of Arbiter and Aslan had begun.
However, in less than ten minutes, Lin Feng's face had already turned green. Through the main star map, he saw that Aslan's fleet was constantly disappearing, but Arbiter's fleet did not suffer any major losses!
In the first five minutes, he had quickly made targeted tactical responses and orders, but his own fleet had not made any response, and the enemy had already made an even faster formation. This was simply …
The entire Arbiter fleet seemed to be controlled by one person, perfectly evading and counterattacking. No one, no one could command the fleet like this. No one could command the fleet and the mech warriors at the same time!
If he was not on his own battleship, Lin Feng would have suspected that there was a problem with the computer.
Ten minutes into the battle, Lin Feng had already lost a planetary-level aircraft carrier, setting a record for the fastest destruction of interplanetary battleships.
At this time, Ren Yixuan's entire body was bathed in golden light. He no longer had his usual calmness. His entire body was filled with an indescribable murderous aura. It was the domineering aura of a king. The entire world was in his hands!
The entire group was a part of him. From the main battleship to the space warriors, they were all coordinated by him. He conveyed orders at the fastest speed, and with the warriors' strict training to form the fastest response. He had created this battle style, and only he could be the core of the new human space battle style!
This was also the first time it was used in actual combat. After Arbiter analyzed the situation, some were too optimistic, and some were too pessimistic. No one could give the best plan. When Arbiter was retreating, Ren Yixuan submitted his plan. This was Arbiter's only chance.
Arbiter was Arbiter, after all. This was a country with centralized power. Although there were conflicts among those in power, they did have wisdom, and they chose to believe in Ren Yixuan.
Now was the time for Ren Yixuan to repay this trust. He was a cripple, but he was a cripple who could make the entire Milky Way Alliance tremble and submit to him.
Ren Clan's Beehive Battle Method!
On the other side, Lin Feng's throat had gone hoarse from all the shouting. His orders had been passed on in the most effective way possible, but it was useless. From the combat room to the various fleets, from the fleets to the warships, and from the warships to the various combat departments, time, reaction, and everything else had been slowed down.
Twenty minutes later, Lin Feng's huge fleet collapsed. This so-called elite fleet finally gave up on fighting together and became chaotic.
On the other hand, the Arbiter fleet was like a tightly clenched fist, invincible. This was the first time the Mayans had encountered such a team. They had encountered a super explosive magnetic storm attack from a Planet-level mech and were instantly annihilated. The Mayans had not given up on studying the humans, and the humans would not forget the Mayans either. Actually, it was fine if they did not use lasers to deal with the Mayans. There were still many other ways to attack.
The key was that in the past, their opponents were not strong enough to hold back the Mayan fleet. This time, they had seen a ghost. The accuracy of the planetary-level magnetic storm cannon had reached an outrageous level.
The entire Mayan fleet was like a sharp kitchen knife. The star field was the chopping board, and the Aslan fleet was the best veal on the chopping board. It was chopped at will. It was especially elastic and had a special feeling.
The Arbiter warriors had gone crazy. From the beginning, they were relatively unfamiliar with each other. Now, as long as they received the order in their mind, they would complete the action from the soul and complete the formation.
The Arbiter soldiers were not afraid of death. Even if the lasers were blasting in their direction, they would not hesitate to complete the order in their mind. Their soul commander — Ren Yixuan!
The future of Arbiter, the hope of Arbiter, the light of Arbiter!
This battle was overwhelming. In terms of technology, Aslan had a slight advantage, and in terms of overall strength, they had a huge advantage. But in the face of this complete new battle strategy, everything collapsed.
This was like a group of troops that relied on beating drums to adjust their formation against an army that was all wearing wireless radios.
They were completely confused. All the fleets were Ren Yixuan's eyes, and Ren Yixuan seemed to be playing a game.
A real game. Everyone was a chess piece on the chessboard. What he needed to do was operate it. With A-class spiritual power, and the most special group characteristic spiritual power, he could completely dominate everything.
A cripple could also dominate the world.
What the tacticians called themselves was their business. Ren Yixuan had his own name for this type of battle strategy. It was called Ren Yixuan's Game.
In the command ship, Lin Feng's entire body was cold. Even when facing Wang Zheng, facing defeat, Lin Feng had never felt fear, not even in the face of death. But at this moment, Lin Feng was filled with fear and regret. Countless Aslan elite warriors had died in his hands. Compared to the opposing commander, he was the pig. He was the trash. He was not even worthy of being called trash.
He could hear the shouts of the various fleets, all sorts of ear-piercing danger alarms, and continuous explosions. All he could see were his battleships. They had all died because of him. A-class warrior?
In the vast space, he was just trash.
"Commander, Commander!" Lin Feng's adjutant shouted loudly. "The fleet has lost more than 60% of our fleet. We have to retreat, we have to retreat!"
Lin Feng came back to his senses. "Retreat … retreat … retreat. Everyone retreat immediately!"
Finally, Lin Feng gave the order to retreat. But it was too late, and he had forgotten that there had to be sacrifices when retreating.
He was like a naive beginner, a real armchair strategist. Once faced with huge pressure, he completely lost his judgment.
Ren Yixuan did not let go of this opportunity. He could not give it up either. As long as he eliminated this living force of Aslan, it would definitely deal a heavy blow to the Aslan Empire. This way, he could coordinate with his hidden plan and make Aslan fall into the abyss of eternal damnation.
"Everyone, attack. Kill them indiscriminately. Remember, do not cross the Rose Haier Star Field. That is the bottom line." Ren Yixuan's voice spread throughout the entire fleet.
This was an order, and the Arbiter soldiers were absolutely meticulous in carrying out their orders. Since the beginning of the war, Arbiter had lost so badly that they did not even need to talk about their dignity. Today, they had put on their pants and wanted to strip Aslan naked!
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