"If that's the case, it couldn't be better!"
Li Jialing stood up in excitement and waved his fists. "The Holy League is a hive civilization, and they are much more dependent on the network and their leaders than we are. If we can figure out a way to execute the decapitation strategy and take down the Ultimate Benevolence Masters, the Holy League will certainly collapse. Brother Yao, please!"
Li Yao nodded and turned to Lei Chenghu and Li Linghai. He asked, "What's the situation on the frontline? Are there any new movements from the Holy League?"
Lei Chenghu shook his head and said that the Holy League hadn't done anything yet after occupying the Thick Soil Sector.
It was because Li Yao had only been in seclusion for seven days and seven nights. It was obviously impossible for them to completely occupy a Sector in such a short time. It was even barely possible for them to swallow Black Castle, the main planet of the Thick Soil Sector.
The Holy League had only occupied the strategic locations and jump points in the Thick Soil Sector and destroyed all the starships of the Imperium that were cruising in space. It was possible that some troops of the Imperium were still resisting hard in the trenches on Black Castle and the abandoned mines on certain resource planets. "Voluntary surrender" barely existed between the Imperium and the Holy League. Unless they were wounded or captured, the troops of the Imperium would definitely fight to the death.
Therefore, although the large-scale battle was declared over on the first day, the sporadic battles would continue for a long time. It was estimated that the Holy League couldn't annihilate all the troops of the Imperium on Black Castle in several months.
According to the reconnaissance of the Imperium in the next few days, the Holy League was not very interested in occupying the Thick Soil Sector and Black Castle. They were merely using the Thick Soil Sector as a platform for their next attack.
The most direct proof was that the reconnaissance troops of the Imperium hadn't detected the location of the main fleet of the Holy League, which disappeared again after crushing the garrison of the Thick Soil Sector unstoppably.
In the few Sectors near the Thick Soil Sector, the scouts of the Holy League had been spotted sporadically. It was obvious that the Holy League was about to spread its claws in all directions.
"According to the judgment of the staff of the expedition army, the Holy League's target is not any of the Sectors or resourceful planets in the newly-recovered area. If they really cared about those planets, they wouldn't have retreated so quickly in the beginning."
Lei Chenghu pointed at the 3D map displayed on the mini crystal processor and said, "The Holy League's target is the manpower and resources that the Imperium have invested in the newly-recovered area.
"Ever since the triumph of the Imperium's counterattack, the Imperium has sent countless engineering troops and production legions to the newly-recovered area. A lot of assets have also been shipped there, ready to rebuild the planet that the Covenant Alliance has turned into a wasteland. Many civil sects and enterprises have even sent tremendous workers, farmers, and construction assets to the new area so that they can claim their first bucket of gold.
"Right now, the Holy League has returned and occupied the Thick Soil Sector, which is a major obstacle to the communication between the frontline and the rear. If the Holy League takes the opportunity to occupy a few hubs nearby that have abundant jump points, the communication between the frontline and the rear will be completely cut off.
"It's not that we can't directly send carriers from the Empyreal Terminus Sector to the frontline, but the fuel consumption and the losses of the carriers will be far beyond what we can afford. It is possible that the fuel of ten carriers of minerals will be consumed when one carrier of minerals is shipped to the frontline. Right now, we are in dire straits, and we don't have so many resources to waste!
"Therefore, if the Holy League's strategy succeeds, they will have our critical weakness, and the billions of soldiers and assets in the frontline will become their 'hostages'. Then, they will be able to launch the next step of their strategy when we are panicking!"
Looking at the map, Li Yao was deep in thought. "Then, what countermeasures can the Imperium's army take?"
"It's a pity that, although we have grasped the strategic goal of the Holy League, there is little that we can do right now."
Lei Chenghu gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Our army is seriously short of soldiers and can only deal with one enemy at a time. If we divide all our soldiers into two halves and deal with the Holy League and the four families at the same time, we will be crushed on both battlefields.
"Only by gathering all our soldiers into an indestructible fist can we possibly blow up one of the enemies unstoppably and then blow up the second one with the momentum of the victory!
"Therefore, although we know that the noose around our neck is getting tighter and tighter, we have no choice but to carry out the strategy that we drafted in the beginning. Gather the Thunder Fleet, the Deep Sea Fleet, the Imperial Guards, the surrendered troops of the four families, the garrison of the Business Alliance of Ten Thousand Sectors, the Coalition Fleet of Pyromaniacs, and so on, and wipe out the four families first.
"While we march to the nest of the four families, we can only face the Holy League on our own with the expedition army. I hope that they can grit their teeth and hold on!"
Li Yao was silent.
From Lei Chenghu's words, he could tell how much pressure the "God of War" was under.
No wonder the seasoned general of the Imperium whose nerves were as tough as iron was so weak that he was able to take advantage of it.
A general's success was built on the bones of thousands. There was never a perfect choice on the battlefield. Many times, one had to take risks and stake everything on a single throw.
As for whether or not the decision was correct, and whether or not it would save a country or destroy an entire civilization, time would tell!
Even Li Yao could not say that Lei Chenghu's decision to let the expedition army face the main force of the Holy League on its own was wrong. It was indeed a taboo to divide the troops in a battle.
Li Yao looked at Boss Bai.
Boss Bai nodded and said, "I agree with Marquis Liaohai's strategy, too. There is another critical issue here, which is the unity and coordination within us.
"It must be noted that while a lot of troops are gathered in the Empyreal Terminus Sector right now, they come from too many sources, including the expedition army, the Imperial Guards, the Business Alliance of Ten Thousand Sectors, the Cultivators, and even the surrendered troops of the four families' ace fleets.
"The army seems to be magnificent, but it is in fact a tray of loose sand. If such an army is to deal with the main force of the Covenant Alliance, it will be fine if the war goes well, but it is very likely that the army will collapse from within when the war is too intense.
"How can the loose sand be condensed into an indestructible whole in the shortest amount of time? The simplest way is to win! Using one victory after another to temper this newly formed army, using the burning morale to bridge all the internal differences and surprises.
"After the four families lose all their ace fleets and the Adamantine Fleets, they are out-and-out weaklings despite their enormous territory. They are the perfect 'whetstones' for us to train our soldiers. After we conquer a planet of the four families, our morale will be improved. After the four families are completely annihilated, our morale will be raised to the maximum. At that time, we will turn around and have a strategic battle with the main force of the Covenant Alliance. We will be unstoppable when we turn around and fight the main force of the Covenant Alliance!"
Li Yao nodded his head. He had to admit that Lei Chenghu and Boss Bai were much more considerate than he was.
"Right —"
Li Yao asked again, "What's the situation of the Federation? Has the parliament decided whether or not to send troops to space?"
"Not yet."
Boss Bai put on a casual smile. "However, we have received a letter from Bai Kaixin, the 'Chief of Staff of the Burning Prairie Fleet' on the Federation's side. The Federation is establishing a brand-new 'special response force' with the Burning Prairie Fleet as the core. You know that, whether or not the Federation decides to send troops to the center of the cosmos, the war between the Holy League and the Imperium will eventually affect the Federation in various ways. Therefore, it will be easier to persuade the representatives and the public to prepare in the name of the 'special response force'."
"That is to say, the Federation is preparing for war, too!"
Li Yao couldn't help but clench his fists. He thought of Ding Ling Dong's valiant and fearless appearance again.
He knew that the Xing Yao Federation would not stay out of the trouble and wait to be killed!
"Got it. Just focus on suppressing the rebels of the four families!"
Li Yao's eyes were glittering, and his confidence was so strong that he seemed to be enshrouded in a vague mist of light. "I'll try my best to find out the few pretentious' Ultimate Benevolence Masters'. Chances are that I can even send the butterfly deep inside my brain to the Holy League to raise a world-shaking storm!"
…
Now that Li Yao had successfully completed his seclusion, there was no reason for the "army to delay" anymore. That night, the overwhelming army set off from the capital. The interconnected flames of light almost tore apart the night sky of the capital planet and turned it into fuel for the furious ocean of fire.
The communication, hostility, and cooperation between human beings, or intelligent lives, was such an amazing thing.
A year ago, the Cultivators and the Immortal Cultivators had been mortal enemies.
But right now, the Thunder Fleet of the Immortal Cultivators and the Coalition Fleet of Pyromaniacs of the Cultivators had to work side by side against the enemy. The capital, which was of paramount importance to the Immortal Cultivators, had to be defended by a few Imperial Guards, a lot of battle puppets, and the fully-automatic defense positions.
As for the battle puppet troops, as well as the fully-automatic defense positions, most of the permissions were in the hands of Xiaoming, Wenwen, and the Fist King, who were the next generation in a brand-new form.
Could the Immortal Cultivators really trust the Cultivators?
Could the Cultivators really trust the Immortal Cultivators?
Could the Immortal Cultivators and the Cultivators really trust the new-generation lives such as Xiaoming, Wenwen, and A Boxing Champion without any misgivings?
The answer was, of course, no.
Everyone had many misgivings in their hearts. Everyone was filled with wariness and vigilance towards each other. Everyone couldn't help but worry about the worst outcome. They couldn't help but sigh in the dead of night.
However …
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