"General! If you are in this fleet, then who were those guys in the black spaceships?! "
The middle-aged man on the other side of the communicator exclaimed in surprise. In an instant, more than half of the people in the command hall were dumbfounded. Icetis slapped her forehead and said, "Oh my God! As expected of a race that could match up to Visca. This is amazing …"
"Who do you think entered this universe before?" I couldn't sit still anymore. I ran to Visca's side and pressed on the communicator in front of me. "How did you get this wrong?!"
"Who are you?" The middle-aged man, or rather, Prahan, was surprised to see someone he didn't know suddenly pop up on the communicator screen. "According to historical records, the General was alone. Her adjutant had specifically stated that the General would never travel with anyone."
Madman Er was really good at stirring up trouble. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, he would always leave some trouble for people. However, this wasn't a big problem. I patted Visca's little head and said, "I am her brother. You can ask me if you don't believe me."
Visca nodded furiously as if she was afraid that someone would question her relationship with me. Prahan looked suspicious. He might have noticed that the General in front of him was different from the historical records that he knew. In the historical records, Visca had only exchanged four sentences with the locals. She was a rather difficult person to get along with. She was a loner and led a black Army of Destruction. However, this Visca seemed to be much easier to communicate with. She even had relatives around her. More importantly, she didn't bring the iconic black fleet with her.
I suddenly understood why the Dark Forest tribe had made such a mistake. The black Army of Destruction … The Fallen Apostle's fleet was very similar to Pandora's army in terms of appearance: black paint, malevolent in appearance, and one could see the crazy desire for destruction with just a glance.
In fact, this similarity was a coincidence. When Visca created the Army of Destruction, the old Empire was still at its peak. At that time, the Fallen Apostle had yet to appear. It could be said that the black and red paint style and the ferocious shape of the spaceships were pioneered by Visca. As Visca's thinking was almost Brownian motion, we won't discuss why she chose this style that didn't look beautiful at all. In short, her Army of Destruction was even earlier than the Fallen Apostle. After the collapse of the Old Empire, due to the Erosion of the Abyss, coupled with the fact that the Fallen Apostle had a kind of worship for the symbol of the Abyss like the "black patterns", their spaceships had unknowingly chosen to be painted in almost the same way as the Army of Destruction. Of course, in the eyes of those in the know, there was still a significant difference between the Army of Destruction and the abyss fleet. However, in the eyes of the Black Forest tribe, who had been separated from the General for hundreds of thousands of years, only had a few images of her, and knew nothing about the Fallen Apostle, it was easy to associate the two together.
More importantly, Halland came to this world one step ahead of us. First impressions are the strongest. Perhaps the Black Forest tribe wasn't sure if Halland's black warships were the General's troops. However, after the appearance of the silver and blue Imperial Army, the former was obviously closer to the Army of Destruction. The Black Forest tribe made the logical judgment that the first batch to enter this universe was the General's troops.
This was really a misunderstanding that made people want to cry. As soon as I thought it through, I covered my face and let out a long sigh.
"A lot of things happened in between." I let go of Visca's small head and looked at the communicator with a complicated expression. I was thinking about how to make this person in front of me sort out the complicated relationship between the Army of Destruction, the New Empire, and the Fallen Apostle in just a few minutes. "Back then, Visca, who is also the General in your records, didn't tell you about this. As far as I know, she only said four sentences to your ancestor. In short, there are three forces now. The one you know is the Army of Destruction, we are the Imperial Army, and the ones that came to this universe a few days ago are known as the Fallen Apostle. The Army of Destruction and the Imperial Army have now merged, and the Fallen Apostle is our mortal enemy. However, the troops of the Army of Destruction are all within the borders of the Empire and haven't been brought out. What you see is only the Imperial Army … Sigh, tell me, how should I explain it to you so that you can be sure? "
The middle-aged man thought for a while and tried to figure out the relationship in his head. He should have understood it, but I felt that what I said was only one side of the story. The other party might not be able to trust me. As the leader of a tribe, if it was so easy for him to trust a stranger on the other side of the communicator, who he had never even formally met, then his position as a leader would basically be over.
At this moment, I really wished that Visca had left behind an identification token for the Dark Forest tribe. Unfortunately, that girl's brain wasn't that good back then. That crazy AI was only slightly better than her.
Of course, if I had pulled out the "new" Army of Destruction that was on standby in the Empire district, it would definitely have been useful. That army was basically made up of the original troops and warships of the Fallen Apostles that had been captured. In addition, there was a portion of the Abyss spaceships that Visca had personally transformed. Its scale was almost comparable to Pandora's fleet of generals. Madman Two acted as an off-site guidance and styling consultant. He seriously renovated the spaceships that originated from the Fallen Apostles, ensuring that they were 100% the same as the Army of Destruction back then. However, the only problem was … Do you know how far away this place is from the Empire? We didn't bring a single spaceship with us when we came out …
"Right, Visca, do you have any guards in your dimensional pocket? Bring them out for a walk. " I suddenly recalled that the Shiring Apostles had a habit of carrying a fleet in his pocket. I looked at Visca with hope.
The cat eyed loli thought for a moment and shook her head. "The spaceships in my dimensional pocket are from my sister. The adjutant said that he wanted to detoxify my general's guards and nourish their beauty. His own spaceship was left on the Warsong's orbit. He should be changing the filters now."
I was speechless. I had a strong urge to immediately return to the Empire and pull out all the plugs from that crazy Madman Two. Have you seen her do anything good since she appeared in the last chapter?!
Just as I was having a headache about how to convince these mysterious Dark Forest tribes, Little Bubble suddenly trotted over and tugged at my sleeve. Then, she gestured and talked to me. I could only understand a few words: Daddy, spaceship, I have … Speaking of which, Little Bubble could already speak a few complete words. Look, although I didn't understand most of the things she said, I knew that Little Bubble meant that she had the spaceships of the Army of Destruction with her.
"Why would Little Bubble carry those things in her dimensional pocket?" My first reaction was to look for the child's mother and ask her this question. No matter how I looked at it, it was puzzling that Little Bubble would carry the Abyss Battleship with her.
Bubble was now in the main engine room, but her spirit was fused with the Empire General. As soon as I asked this question, she answered through the bridge's broadcast system, "That's the teaching material. It's time for the child to learn how to build a ship. She has all the spaceships of the Empire in her pocket."
After hearing Bubble's explanation, I understood the reason why Little Bubble carried the Abyss Battleship with her. It was actually the same reason why my sister bought me the Legos when I was young. They were all used to develop intelligence. It was just that the Legos of the celestial children were too powerful!
When all the spaceships, from the single-unit battleships to the Eternal Abyss Battleship, lined up in space, Prahan finally confirmed that he had made a mistake. His entire race had made an unprecedented mistake. They had treated the real enemy as the General's fleet and watched them hide. Now, they had mobilized their entire race to surround the real General. Prahan was originally a pale guy. Now, his face was pale. When he opened his mouth, his face was even whiter than his teeth. "Now, those fallen apostles have disappeared into the depths of the universe. We don't know where they went. General, this …"
"Don't ask me," Visca shook his head and pulled my sleeve forward. "I will listen to my brother."
Prahan looked at me with a complicated expression. To be fair, he had appeared out of nowhere. There was only one protector in the Dark Forest tribe from generation to generation. But now, this protector had announced that he was going to be replaced. It was like a Buddhist who had been worshipping Buddha for his entire life. Then, one day, Buddha suddenly passed down an oral message saying that there was a transfer of work in the Western Paradise. Do you know how easy it is to get into trouble?
I tried to maintain my expression and make myself look reliable. I talked to Prahan in an approachable manner. "Don't be nervous. I will explain the genealogy of your General when I have time. Right now, I really want to know what is going on with your entire family."
The Dark Forest tribe's fleet of billions was astonishing. Although I couldn't say that I had been through hundreds of battles in the past few years, I had at least seen all kinds of battlefields and races with different fighting styles. But, it was the first time I had seen the Dark Forest tribe charge like a swarm of bees. I almost suspected that if it wasn't for the limited time, they would have installed engines on their toilets and launched them at us. That was strange. Even if they didn't recognize the spaceships of the Imperial Army, was it really necessary for them to hate us so much?
"The General's adjutant once said," as soon as Prahan opened his mouth, I suddenly had the urge to slap my forehead. It was that crazy AI again. "The General has a group of biggest enemies, and that group of enemies is riding in a similar spaceship, but the paint is …"
Prahan paused awkwardly. I suddenly understood what he meant. Back then, Madman Two should be referring to the old Empire's Empire fleet. At that time, Visca had defected, and her biggest enemy was, of course, the Imperial Army. I really didn't expect that Madman Two still had the leisure to tell the Dark Forest tribe about this. After Prahan explained the situation, I understood all the reasons why the other party launched such a large-scale attack. Not only did they mistake Halland for friend, but they also mistakenly thought that the remnants of Halland's fleet that entered this universe a few days ago was part of the General's fleet that was being chased by the enemy. And the Imperial Army that just arrived two days ago was naturally the enemy that was chasing after the General. The remnants of Halland's fleet hid the day before the arrival of the Imperial Army, which further confirmed their suspicions. So, when the Imperial Army had yet to gain a firm foothold, the Dark Forest tribe decided to use all their strength to avenge the General. In the end, they were wrong about everything from the beginning to the end. The Dark Forest tribe's intelligence was lagging behind by tens of thousands of years. The army that chased after Visca had long collapsed, but they still thought that the Imperial Army was chasing after them …
To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the enemy had assembled billions of spaceships (including planetary warships) to bury me, I would have been touched by this group of loyal Dark Forest tribesmen. Even though they were a little neurotic, even though they were a little one-track minded, even though their entire tribe was brimming with an incomprehensible spirit of death, they were pure men, including the women.
In fact, the Dark Forest tribesmen had no choice but to flee. They had come into contact with the Army of Destruction, and of course, they knew how big the gap between their strength and that of the Empire's warships was. When their civilization was at its peak, they mobilized their entire tribe to attack Visca's guards. In the end, all of their spaceships were made into necklaces by the latter's crazy flagship for a few days. With such a huge gap in strength, they knew that once the war started, it would be tantamount to the destruction of their nation. But still, they charged forward, dragging their wives, children, and pet dogs with them. Even before they decided to sacrifice their entire tribe, they still maintained a peaceful and normal life. Now, when I recalled the peaceful daily life that Sandora and I saw on the enemy's planet, I could feel my body breaking out in cold sweat. What a bunch of lunatics!
Now that the misunderstanding had been resolved, there was no need for the Hessian fleet to continue surging forward. But they did not disperse on the spot. The massive army from across the entire universe had slowly gathered into hundreds of astonishing units as they advanced. They simply stopped where they were and set up camp within a few hundred light years of the Imperial Army's formation. During this period, we kept in touch with Prahan to understand the movements of the remnants of Halland's troops in this universe over the past few days.
While observing the Hessian fleet, I also found a very interesting phenomenon: although the Hessian tribes seemed to have swarmed forward without any order, the hundreds of fleets that they had naturally gathered were basically the same size. The difference in size between each fleet was no more than ten percent, and after some calculations, Sandora also found that their fleet structure was very reasonable. Every fleet had several planetary fortresses as the group's core, hundreds or thousands of armed space fortresses as the army-level firepower, and the rest of the spaceships were mixed in an accurate 1: 10 ratio.
None of the fleets had any redundancy, and none of the fleets lacked a certain type of spaceship (although we still did not know the characteristics of each spaceship of the Hessian army). Realizing this, Icetis whistled loudly. "Crazy and smart. As long as they see the situation clearly, they can accurately adopt the best plan, even if it means they have to die. Such a mortal race is relatively rare. Birds of a feather flock together. It makes sense that the Army of Destruction kept these mortals. "
I wanted to ridicule Icetis for saying that birds of a feather flock together, but when I thought about what Visca had done back then, I found that there was nothing to complain about.
The Hessian tribe had been nomadic for a long time in this resource-depleted universe. They had to constantly move colonies, from a completely extinguished red dwarf or some other dead celestial body to another red dwarf that was not so cold. Just like the previous metaphor, they were a group of people huddled around the last few embers of a bonfire to warm themselves in the winter of the apocalypse. So they developed a mobile fortress that was far beyond their theoretical level of civilization — planetary fortresses. In order to make it easier for them to move their families, they used everything around them as spaceships, and these things were quite powerful. Every spaceship of the Hessian tribe was armed, which coincided with the style of the Shiring Apostles. But this style was not influenced by Visca. Back then, the Army of Destruction did not interact with the Hessian tribe for too long, and the former was far from having a cultural influence on the latter (if the Army of Destruction had such a thing as "culture"). The style of the Hessian tribe, where even the toilet bowl was equipped with missile launchers and engines, had something to do with their history of development. Although there were no foreign enemies in this universe, the Hessian tribe was an extremely vigilant race. At the same time, like other species, they had a long history of internal strife. Even after they were brought to this world, due to the passage of time and the delay of the general's return, there were several internal strife and divisions. In the end, the orthodox faction that was loyal to the general was able to use the weapons left behind by the Army of Destruction and gained an overwhelming advantage, reuniting the tribe. This was why the Hessian tribe was still so loyal to Visca even after hundreds of thousands of years.
In the eyes of me and Sandora, the Hessian tribe's potential for war had once again increased.
Right now, the Hessians had formed an astonishing number of scattered military camps within several hundred light years of the Empire's main army. Relying on their abundant planetary fortresses, the Hessians were able to form military bases anywhere in the universe in a very short period of time. Of course, due to technological limitations, the Hessians' efficiency and the strength of their bases definitely couldn't compare to the Empire's army, which was also well-versed in this area. Still, the Imperial commanders beside me were full of praise for their fighting style …
Prahan was ready to send his entire tribe into the next battle — the battle between the general and the Fallen Apostle. After knowing who the real enemy was, he felt that he had to take action to make up for his previous mistakes. Although I personally thought that the Hessians did not need to show up in this war, it was still an extra force. As long as they were not allowed to fight to the death with Halland on the battlefield, the weaker regular races could also play a great role in the side battles.
Besides, Prahan's reason was irrefutable. The Hessians were ordered to guard the property left behind by the general, so it was time for them to fight. Until now, I was too embarrassed to tell him the truth. The general that they worshipped didn't even know about it …
"Tell me the truth. What were you doing when the Fallen Apostle first came to this universe?" Prahan and I understood what had happened in this universe over the past few days. Naturally, the topic slowly shifted to Halland. "As far as I know, they openly wandered around this place for a few days before hiding. During that time, didn't you send anyone to make contact with them? Wouldn't it have been easy to find out that they were suspicious? "
Prahan seemed abnormally awkward when he brought up this topic. "According to the teachings of our ancestors, the general is arrogant by nature. It is a big taboo to take the initiative to seek an audience without permission. The general will hang you on the spaceship."
Then, we were all stunned. Shallow Shallow began to rub Visca's face.
Due to Visca's bad deeds, the Hessians strictly followed the teachings of their ancestors. After the remnants of Halland's troops came to this universe, they all retreated. I reckon that these people thought that the general was busy with work, so they did not dare to disturb him. They just watched the Fallen Apostle move around in this world for a few days.
Visca, look at the sins you have committed!
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