After all, my sister's power was not limitless. After she used the crystal dust to complete the ritual attack on the enemy's fleet, she could no longer carry out such a powerful curse ritual. The enhanced Reverse Misfortune Halo, which had explosive power and a high rebound rate, also stopped working because of this. She sat back on the chair wearily and panted. "Phew … My head feels a little dizzy."
Earlier, she had unleashed her full power, so the dark alter ego had taken the absolute lead. She appeared especially strong and aggressive, and even had a vile sense of joy from toying with the enemy in the palm of her hand. But now that she had temporarily weakened her power, her personality had returned to that of a gentle big sister. She looked at the crystal dust floating around her. These things had really become 100% decorative now. Then, she smiled and said, "I can still maintain a low-intensity Reverse Misfortune Halo. We don't have to worry about our defense, but it will be impossible for us to launch another surprise attack on the Fallen Apostle's fleet."
That was enough. With just a handful of crystal dust, she had heavily injured the entire fleet. Such combat power would be a miracle no matter where it was. In a game, it would be a boss that only a hundred people would dare to fight. I couldn't hope that my sister could do better than this. I let her rest for a while and turned my attention back to the battlefield. In space, an intense battle was raging.
The Fallen Apostles had been tormented by the Reverse Misfortune Halo several times, so they had definitely raised their guard. Perhaps their commander had concluded some patterns. For example, every ten minutes, the New Empire's fleet would enter a strange state where they could reflect almost the same amount of damage back to the attacker. They didn't know that the Queen of Curses couldn't maintain the Reverse Misfortune Halo effect continuously, so they had to make such a judgment. This was good news for us. This way, the Fallen Apostles' attacks would be restrained. They would cease fire when the Empire's fleet was about to enter the rebound mode to prevent themselves from destroying more of their own spaceships. If the enemy's commander had any brains, he wouldn't use his own fleet to test such a stupid probability problem. This would disrupt their battle rhythm, at least for a short period of time. Now, the frequency of the enemy's attacks had dropped significantly. Their cannons had almost all disappeared. This was because my sister's Reversal Halo of Misfortune had not dissipated, and its remaining power was still entrenched near the fleet. The enemy would wisely turn off their cannons in the next few minutes, and even temporarily turn off their space disruptors. Our army would then take this opportunity to launch a powerful counterattack, and at the same time, continue to close the distance between us and Sandora's main force.
I silently glanced at my elder sister who was fanning herself behind me. What was deterrence? This was deterrence! My elder sister would go back and drink tea after a few times of exertion, while the Fallen Apostle would have to tremble with fear and have the entire army cease fire every ten minutes. Ah, deterrence!
"All units, fire at full power! The main cannon is moderately overloaded. Warp fire, target: enemy mothership formation! "
Every spaceship of our army that was equipped with warp fire immediately adjusted their main cannons to overload mode. The front of all the cannons opened up a spatial crack for warp fire. Just like how the Fallen Apostles launched their attacks against us, the Imperial Army was also retaliating with warp fire. Our current target was very simple, and that was the enemy's mothership formation. My sister had already used her own power to destroy half of the small and medium-sized spaceships of the Fallen Apostles in this battle zone, and she had also heavily damaged their other warships. A mothership that had lost its escort team was a huge target, no matter when it was. Now that the fleet's target was clear, there was no need to waste firepower. After a round of attacks, the enemy's counterattack came late, and it appeared to be much weaker than before. They had barely managed to hold on until the Reversal Halo of Misfortune disappeared, but their own losses were not small.
For the first time since we entered the battlefield, we had reversed the enemy's advantage in numbers. The Fallen Apostles in this battle zone began to shift into defense mode. The 6th Army and the large formation of the servant army began to warp, charging towards the main battlefield while facing the enemy's firepower and spatial lockdown. Of course, the Fallen Apostles would not sit by and do nothing. Their troops in other battle zones began to gather here, and the 6th Army's warp course showed even more signals from the space disruptors. Sives immediately ordered for assault ships and light cruisers to be sent to clear out the obstructing devices. Meanwhile, Pandora and Visca gathered their respective general's guards. The enemy's assault troops had begun to warp ahead, and they needed a powerful vanguard to clear the route.
"Attention, mass reaction has occurred 270,000 kilometers ahead. The enemy's assault troops have arrived. Gravity wall detected, warp unable to proceed … Continue forward after clearing out the enemy assault troops."
The mainframe of the spaceship sounded an alarm. Then, Pandora, Visca, and their general's guards rushed out. These two little lunatics were like meat grinders on the battlefield and began to clear out the enemy. At the same time, Pandora ordered through the command link, "Sives, change the fleet's course to E-35-12 by 20%."
"General, what do you mean?"
"Let the enemy think that we are going to take a detour. Wait for them to throw the remaining space disruptors in the wrong direction before turning back," Pandora said confidently through the command link. "By then, Visca and I should have cleared this direction clean. Our cannons are unstoppable."
"Yes, the fleet's course has been adjusted. General, please be careful. You can call for reinforcements from the heavy assault ships at any time."
"No, that would be a bad performance," Pandora replied before hanging up.
I listened to the entire conversation and then stared at Sives blankly. Beside me, Xiaoxue took the time to touch my arm. "Dad? What's wrong? "
It was as if I had seen an alien … Fine, this place was basically filled with aliens. Anyway, I had a rather surprised expression on my face. "Pandora's commanding the battle? That's so rare. I thought that she would only rush out to fire cannons and let Sives act according to the situation."
Xiaoxue opened her mouth, as if she was even more surprised by my evaluation. "Err … Dad, don't say that. No matter what, Pandora is a General of the Empire. She has the ability to command a battle. It's just that she usually prefers to charge and break through enemy lines …"
Now that I thought about it, it made sense. With Pandora's experience in conquering the Void, it was likely that she had been on the frontlines for even longer than the primates. No matter how I looked at it, with such a long time of accumulation, she should have started out as a military strategist, right? From my point of view, after fighting a hundred thousand battles and still being alive, even if he had the intelligence of Doraemon, he would still have to memorize the 36 stratagems … Furthermore, Pandora's intelligence can't be like Doraemon's, right? That lass was smart to the bone.
It was just that Pandora was a little slow when it came to matters other than charging and breaking through enemy lines. She had no interest in military tactics. She had left it all to her sister who did all the hard work, and her talent was basically buried. If it weren't for Halland's millions of troops, she probably wouldn't have even thought about using her brain.
Pandora's plan was effective. Perhaps her strategy was right in the mindset of the Fallen Apostle, or perhaps the Fallen Apostle's brain wasn't that bright right now. Either way, after the fleet deviated according to the coordinates provided by Pandora, the enemy immediately dropped a shocking number of spatial disruptors on the fleet's new course and released another batch of intercepting troops. This time, the number of intercepting troops was even greater than before. It seemed that the enemy was determined to stop the Sixth Legion from reuniting on the main battlefield. Just as the enemy's intercepting troops were about to engage our vanguard, Pandora sent the news that the road ahead had been cleared. The fleet made a feint and immediately changed direction again, leaving behind an overwhelming number of automatic interceptors and surveillance drones. These cannon fodder units firmly delayed the enemy's intercepting troops. The fleet then jumped again. Pandora, Visca, and their general's guards acted as a special group of 'wingmen' to protect and escort the fleet. After two consecutive jumps, the Sixth Legion finally broke free from the enemy's blockade and successfully advanced to the edge of the main battlefield.
"It's all thanks to my sister. She almost wiped out the enemy's special forces just now. With just those motherships left, they won't be equipped with too many intercepting devices." Looking at the spatial disruptor blockade line on the warning radar that was gradually getting further away, I sighed to myself. The spatial distortion caused by the spatial disruptors appeared as a continuous blood-red fog on the radar. Fortunately, the fog wasn't dense enough, or else the Sixth Legion would have really been caught in it.
Apart from the fact that Pandora, Visca, and the general's guards were really powerful, there was another more important reason why they were able to charge out so quickly. It was because my sister's curse ritual had almost severely damaged all the enemy's medium-sized and light battleships in the entire battlefield. Usually, it was small and medium-sized battleships of this level that were used to lock down space and warp interruption for the main fleet. They didn't have much firepower, but they had special warfare capabilities (including possible electronic warfare) that were extremely dangerous to the army. Not only that, they were also extremely fast. They were usually tightly protected by fortress airships, but the single structure of the combined shield was unable to resist the power of the curse. Not to mention, the defensive capabilities of these spaceships were too weak. Under my sister's crystal dust, these small spaceships almost exploded into a turbid fog of light. They died without knowing why.
"Sandora, we've arrived."
I said in the comms channel.
The fleet had already charged out of the previous battlefield, and we were finally temporarily free from the explosions and hail of bullets that filled the space. The deep space outside the spaceship had returned from a dazzling heat to a quiet state of darkness. But I would not be fooled by the quiet space before me. There were still more places in this universe where the flames of war were still raging. All the comms channels were still filled with battlefield reports and all kinds of "urgent" messages. There were constantly fleets from the Empire's territory rushing here, and there were constantly soldiers who could not continue to fight on the battlefield. This place was now a ignited powder keg, and both sides were throwing more explosives at each other in the already ignited fire. God knows how long this nightmarish battle would last.
"I can see you guys. It's not peaceful here." Sandora's voice quickly rang in the comms channel. In the background, I could hear the busy voice of another command hall. "The enemy is everywhere, but at least we have been beaten back every time."
"Hah, the place we just came from isn't any more peaceful." I laughed it off and ordered the fleet to charge straight into the weakest part of the Fallen Apostle's blockade. Along the way, we tore a hole in the enemy's formation with full firepower. For a battlefield that was measured in light years, such a hole was not difficult to breach. But very quickly, the enemy used space disruptors and warning drones to fill in the hole. Such a hole was not difficult to fill.
We finally met up with Sandora, and the two parts of the Royal Fleet merged back together. However, Sandora did not move to the Empire Admiral. She was now commanding the battle on the flagship of the Fourth Army, "War Lord." That gigantic interstellar fortress was parked sixty thousand kilometers away from the Empire Admiral. It did not seem to have suffered any damage, which made me heave a sigh of relief. It seemed that Sandora had firmly grasped her position and local advantages.
"The Warlord is leading the Vengeance Fleet to attack the edge of the universe. The Fallen Apostle has gathered a large number of troops there. Halland's Royal Fleet is there as well, and they seem to be planning something big." Sandora's image appeared on the comms channel. Her face was brimming with the spirit that belonged only to Princess Warsong. Even across sixty thousand kilometers and several hundred layers of alloy plates, I could feel her imposing aura. "To be honest, I don't think that the Warlord will be able to charge over. However, that crazy AI is following him confidently. I don't expect them to be able to break through Halland's defense line. I just want them to figure out what the Fallen Apostle is doing there."
"A crazy AI?" I was stunned for a moment before I came to a realization. There was only one AI that Sandora could helplessly call a crazy AI, and that was Visca's Second Lunatic mainframe, the core consciousness of the Warsong. "You are talking about Second Lunatic. Does she have confidence?"
"Confidence?" Sandora couldn't help but laugh. "That fellow doesn't even have such a concept. She doesn't think about anything and isn't afraid of anything. The only thing she wants to do is to crush everything within her firing range. Although the Warsong is the flagship of the Vengeance Fleet, the commander of the fleet is the Warlord. That crazy AI only needs to fight."
I chuckled when I heard that. Visca's playful aide-de-camp was indeed such a person. She had an abnormally simple and crude mind. She probably didn't think more than two steps at a time. As someone who recalled how her entire fleet would be annihilated every few days and then decisively run off to another world to create a bunch of kids to beat back, she was the most fearless and also the dumbest.
Fortunately, the Warlord had the final say in the Vengeance Fleet, and Second Lunatic was more obedient to us.
We made a simple connection between the Sixth Army and Sandora's command link. After that, we prepared to expand our position and completely chase the Fallen Apostles out of this ancient star system's wreckage. Reports from various battlefields in the universe as well as the other three warring worlds were constantly being refreshed in the information link. Currently, the stalemate of the war was about to be broken. The endless army of the Fallen Apostles finally showed signs of slowing down. Meanwhile, the advantage of the Imperial Army's home base began to show. We mobilized the servant army and reserve troops from all over the Empire's territory to continuously fill up the battlefield. At the same time, the soldiers currently on the battlefield were also able to calmly retreat to the rear. Even though the battle was intense and many of the troops were already in a state of exhaustion, relying on the endless support from the rear and relying on the home base's facilities, our army — including the Imperial Army and the servant army — was still within an acceptable range in terms of casualties. The Fallen Apostles' initial advantage of surprise attacks slowly faded as time passed. Their advantage in numbers also began to be gradually resisted. Following that, according to the normal development, they would fall into the greatest predicament of fighting the enemy's home base. The Imperial Army would have an endless stream of troops, taking turns to charge into battle, and they would also have the support of the fortified home base. The Fallen Apostles, on the other hand, would gradually fall into a disadvantageous position due to their long-distance attacks.
"The New Eden Federation's frontline troops have all arrived at the battlefield!"
"The Vidis Mutant Warriors and the Holy Light Squad have successfully landed at Fortress K-33 and are currently exchanging fire with the enemy!"
"The Salvation Army's 29th Brigade will enter the battle in ten minutes. Friendly forces at the front, please assist us in clearing the teleportation point! Our great magicians are currently guiding the dimensional door! "
Every time the information link came, it would be good news that a new frontline troop of the Empire had entered the battlefield or was pushing forward. The flames of war that burned through space and the battle reports in the information link were exciting. I finally let out a sigh of relief. Then, I quickly asked Sandora, "How are Shallow Shallow and Lin Xue? Are they alright? "
Actually, I had wanted to ask this question for a long time, but in the past forty-eight hours, all the channels were exchanging reports. It seemed a little inappropriate to ask about my wife's situation. Of course, more importantly, I could confirm that Shallow Shallow and Lin Xue were fine through the mental link. So, I didn't have the time to ask about their situation.
"You heartless bastard, so you still remember to worry about us?" This was the voice of the Missy. "Don't worry, they are alive and kicking. Especially Shallow Shallow … I'm dying of exhaustion. I really don't know where she gets her energy from."
Then, I heard Shallow Shallow's chattering. It seemed that she had temporarily retired from the battle and was now in her normal personality. She told me a bunch of random things, but the core of it was that she wanted to eat pork and chives buns when she got home …
She also reported the situation of the battle. It was really a casual report, and she finished it in less than two sentences …
Such a conversation on the battlefield was truly depressing. It was fortunate that Shallow Shallow didn't interfere with business, or I would have sent her to the rear at once.
"Alright, alright. As long as everyone is fine." I didn't have the time to ask the Missy about her thoughts on the battle. Instead, I immediately transferred the call back to Sandora. "How's the situation on your side?"
"The main army of the Imperium can fight for a long time under such intensity. It's not a problem. The servants who suffered heavy losses have been retreated. The overall losses are controlled within a reasonable range for now. However … the resurrection uploading to the network has reached a peak, and the field priests and believers of the Church of Life are reaching the tipping point of fatigue. If this continues, the hard losses will probably soar."
Hard battle losses — this was a term that most races wouldn't use, but to the Imperial Army, there were two types of battle losses. We had all sorts of resurrection technology. Ships could be rebuilt, and soldiers could be resurrected. That was why battleships that were destroyed and soldiers that could be resurrected were known as soft battle losses. Battleships that were destroyed and soldiers that could not be resurrected were known as hard battle losses. Soft battle losses could be recovered in a short time, but hard battle losses required more time and soldiers to retrain, and for the servants, it meant more resource exhaustion. In the early stages of the battle, the pressure of soul uploading to the network was relatively low, and the servants also had priests and divine spell users, so the battle losses were mostly soft. However, as the battle dragged on, the pressure of soul uploading to the network increased, and the healers would run out of stamina. Hard battle losses would eventually take the upper hand, and that was the Imperial Army's' Period of Fatigue '.
For the Imperial Army, the Period of Fatigue was a fatal state. This meant that the army's consumption rate would increase exponentially, and many of the soldiers that died in battle would never be able to return to the battlefield.
"I'm currently transferring the Celestial System Fleet over, but one of the four worlds that the Fallen Apostles attacked just so happened to be a springboard for the Celestial System Fleet, so the operation has been delayed … Now, we can only rely on the conventional troops to hold them off, and rely on the reserve echelon to reduce the rate of hard battle losses." Sandora exhaled. "Right now, the main battle zones are distributed in …"
Before Sandora could finish her sentence, an emergency communication from the Vengeance Fleet forcefully barged in and interrupted her. The noisy voice was obviously from the Second Lunatic AI.
"Oh my god! Oh my god! What a disaster! Hoop! So many circles! Those grandsons have opened a big one! "
Sandora and I said almost at the same time, "Speak human language!"
Then, I couldn't help but glance at my sister. The moment I mentioned circles, I thought of my sister.
"King's Landing! The entire King's Landing formation! All of them are f * cking charged up! The Warlord's face was smashed flat by a cannon! "
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