The 109th inning
Because of the sudden appearance of the imperial army, the Thor and the Moral people stopped fighting fire almost at the same time, cautiously gathering all their allies together. From all signs, it can be seen that this sudden unknown force has very strong strength, so powerful that neither the Thor and the Moral people can understand his background.
The Saur people and their allies shared God suddenly appeared before them. The leader of God, the handsome man, took over all power and was ready to deal with the Moro people and the Empire under his leadership. He suddenly lost contact with Feng Ling'er, and was thinking that something was wrong. He wanted to observe for a while, but suddenly discovered the fleet of the empire. The endless ocean of warships made his heart almost as cold as crystal. He even secretly followed behind the flagships of the five legion commanders and saw the scene of them joining forces to attack Heisharo.
He knew very well that such a powerful empire full of conquering hopes suddenly appeared in this time and space, which was definitely not a good thing. For the fate of these races he guided, they had to appear at the front desk. Perhaps their war experience was not very enough and they could not act as a qualified commander, but their appearance made all the allies below the Thor. If their combat power was one in the past, then now their combat power was at least ten.
The Moluo people were having fun. Mohexing sent three groups, one more powerful fleet to investigate what happened to those suddenly without information. However, compared with the warships of the five major legions, the number of these fleets was too small. They were easily packed with dumplings and did not come back.
In desperation, after discussing with the great wizard, Mo Hexing began to pray in front of the statue of Heishaluo, asking their gods to give them a little revelation, tell them what happened and what went wrong. However, for some reason, Heishalu, who received their request, ignored them at all. He actually closed the store with all his might, urging the power of the soul light that he snatched, and strengthened his strength slightly...
Mo Hexing was angry. The nature of the Mo Luo people who were already lawless was attacked by him. He pulled out his weapons, and a thick long stick smashed the statue of Hei Shalu on the flagship with one stick, and roared: "Damn it, what shit, what kind of shit god? Every time they ask for our offerings, they come over. What have they done for us over the past few centuries of the universe?"
The great wizard's face changed and he said to Mo Hexing sternly: "Do you dare to doubt the great god? You even dare to break up the statue of the god, you, you, you..."
He didn't say anything, Mo Hexing slashed his head with a stick, and the powerful energy flow turned his old body into vanish, and the fragments of the statue made of black crystal on the ground were melted. Mo Hexing grinned: "Go to die, damn old ghost, or my dear father... Oh, it was you who taught me, we can't be too kind, so... you should die for me. Come, pass the orders, concentrate all the fleets, start the war in full swing, no matter who the other party is, whether it is the Thor, the bullshit mysterious force, or the poor little earthling reptile, start the war for me."
He screamed with a shrill scream, and the weapons in his hand suddenly swept out. A thick black energy pillar swept out, smashing several nearby tribe members who looked unpleasant, and grinned and said with a grim smile: "Bad god, from now on, I am a god... tell those miscellaneous things, and say that the great god wants them to cooperate with us with all their strength, start a war, and eliminate all those who are not our friends."
His direct confidants, those purely absolute militants, cheered and cursed Heisharo for a fierce time. Then, under the name of God, he called on other allies to start concentrating all their fleets with all their might.
A Moluo man who seemed to have some brains asked Mo Hexing carefully: "King, some allies are worried that something is wrong with their settlement. They are all races that have lost contact with the settlement. How should we explain to them? Seeing that their morale is low now, even if they join the army, they will not have any combat power."
Mo Hexing smiled sinisterly: "Then let us say that our great gods told us that some powerful enemies raided their birthplace, and all the tribes they left behind were killed. The great gods wanted us to avenge them and to destroy all enemies who dared to fight against us... Well, if they secretly sent reconnaissance fleets to those places, they would kill their small fleets. Tell them that all their tribes they left behind were killed. That enemy was an ally of the Thor people, and the damn Thor people were asked to attack our rear..."
All the Moluo people present laughed terrifiedly, laughing so happily, and the bone armors all over their bodies were crackling. But what no one expected was that the words Mo Hexing said became a fact.
Under the full operation of Mohexing, he and his allies gathered a huge fleet of more than 30,000 races, with a total of more than 40 trillion large warships, ready to start the war with all their might. This is a huge fleet that has never been seen since the Moluo people appeared in their own civilization. Mohexing laughed wildly at the mobilization order before departure: "We rely on such a fleet to sweep across any race in the universe. Why can't we become gods on our own? Why can't we dominate the existence of all living things? Why can't we make all dimensional space tremble because of us?"
He roared: "Let us be the masters of all this, let us kill the Thors, their allies, their gods, and then our fleet will look for the races in other star fields, and let the symbols of our great allies be carved on every planet."
Representatives of 30,000 races started to roar wildly. Who doesn’t like war and killing these races that are born close to the dark? In particular, the settlements of some of them were even attacked by the empire...
Mo Hexing seemed to suddenly think of something: "Well, there seems to be a little bug in the rear of us... Send 4 billion warships to kill them for me. The main task of this fleet is to harass the rear of the Thor people. Remember, don't start a conflict with the main force of the Thor people. You just need to kill all their people." In Mo Hexing's heart, the earth is simply a living target and is not worthy of being included in their combat plan.
So, a huge fleet of forty trillion large warships advanced from ten parallel spaces at the same time and began to attack the Thors and their allies. The fleet of forty billion warships was unwilling to go lazily and slowly towards the location of the Earth Federation. However, their commanders quickly raised their morale: "Our invincible soldiers, let the blood of the Earth people be the starting point for us to exalt the universe, and use them as sacrifices to the great gods."—
The Sol Alliance's reconnaissance ship discovered the Moro Combined Fleet, and ten parallel spaces of alarms reached his hands like snowflakes. He was also startled by the huge fleet that almost covered all the stars, and hurriedly discussed with the three highest speakers of the Sol Supreme Council: "Give up some territory, or you have summoned so many fleets."
The Supreme Council of the Thors was a little reluctant, but they were not idiots. The fleet they gathered together now was only about one-tenth of the Moro people, and they really started to conflict, so they had to suffer losses. But they were not in a hurry, because the fleets of other allies of the Thors had been summoned to the parallel space within the ten-day itinerary and could basically arrive immediately. The total number of fleets was even more than the combined fleet of the Moro people.
So the Thors voluntarily gave up certain territories and slowly retreated to the hinterland of the Allied forces along the way. Countless warships broke through the air and joined the Thors fleet. The Moro also knew in their hearts that as long as the number of the Thors fleet reached a certain value, it was the beginning of the decisive battle, and there was no intermediate road to go.
As for the Earth Federation, the fleet that jumped out 100,000 light-years away was discovered at the first time.
All the senior generals were urgently recruited to the federal headquarters. Marshal Hong asked in a hurry: "We must fight, how to fight?"
Basically no one offered to take the initiative to attack. Long Feng said lazily: "What else can it be done? Relying on our defense system to support Bei. Well... With the warships in the alliance, our current number of warships exceeds 3 billion. Unfortunately, the warships in the alliance are basically waste and cannot withstand a volley that is comparable to the combat effectiveness of the small Sol people. Therefore, the warships we have are still the 1.9 billion Sol people. Of course, the new warships of only one billion, that is, all our combat powers are equivalent to about 1.3 billion Sol people's new warships."
Long Yan shrugged: "Those fixed turrets, gunboats, etc., probably only have one chance to fire. It depends on how strong our Huntian Formation is."
Long Han was already roaring: "What are you doing? Summon all the soldiers and prepare to start the war. You will have to take a few more hours?"
Under the threat of Long Han, the Tyrannosaurus Rex, all the generals quickly made the decision to rely on the defense system to defend themselves, and then rushed back to their fleet with their own direct troops. Feng Ling'er floated three meters above the ground like a ghost, slowly following Long Feng. Lan Jing followed Long Feng to the floating car in front, while looking back at Feng Ling'er enviously and said, "Sister can fly, I'd better have it..." Before he finished speaking, he almost tripped and fell down.
The engine of the floating car roared, and when Feng Ling'er floated in lightly, he immediately rushed out like an arrow. A traffic boat had already begun to fly into the air one kilometer away. The floating car rushed into the hole in his abdomen. Long Feng got out of the car and began to issue a series of orders: "Sister Feng, you are ready to chop people, your tribe members will immediately call our flagship."
Long Feng turned around and said to several nearby officers: "The main guns of flagships and all the large warships are beginning to warm up. As long as they dare to approach a distance of one million kilometers, they will fire me. The solidification space generator begins to charge, and the planetary destruction cannon turret floats into the stardust outside the Huntian Array. If you have the chance, you can shoot me. Remember, it is strictly forbidden to fly out of any aircraft of someone."
A series of light blue flashes flashed on Longfeng's flagship, and the deck of the war fortress. Feng Ling'er's tribe members put on the armor of their own energy and jumped over in a short distance. About 100,000 Xianling tribe members suddenly appeared behind them, with transparent membrane wings like Feng Ling'er, which vary in number, some of them are more or less.
Long Han’s complaint came from Long Feng’s main control cabin: “I said, Long Feng, you bastard, why do you always take advantage of it? The fairy tribe members are much stronger than the Dragon Army soldiers. Why don’t you give me a few?"
Feng Ling'er smiled and said, "I want to supervise Long Feng to prevent him from doing too much, and my tribe members are unwilling to stay away from me, so, Marshal Long Han, I'm sorry." Long Han said nothing. To be honest, for an old ghost like Feng Ling'er, Long Han and others were instinctively chilling.
At this moment, the thirteen Earth Federation planets were calm and the common people were still working and resting as usual. None of them expected that at this moment, a powerful alien fleet had already rushed to the Earth Federation. Their purpose was to let all Earthlings die. Chairman Zhao sighed in the highest office of the Federal Headquarters: "Maybe, ignorance is the happiest. At least, at least they were still so happy when they were dying."
Yang Ping stood on the large glass window to the ground and said coldly: "But ignorance is also a kind of sorrow. They have lost so many wonderful experiences. Even when facing such a powerful alien enemy, the pain of being shot off an arm by a scorching laser flow is also a kind of beauty?"
Everyone present, except Yang Ping's younger brother Yang He, showed a look of not daring to understand. Yang Ping said lightly: "Does there be about 4 billion warships? They can't pose a threat to us. Well, if I launch all my strength, or if my brother and Uncle Long Kuang take action separately, these 4 billion warships are just garbage... But our soldiers cannot always rely on us to fight. They must learn to face death, right?"
Marshal Hong, who had no specific command mission, nodded and said with some emotion: "Yes, if all the superpowers of our Earth Federation take action at the same time, they can easily destroy the scale of their 30 billion warships. However, if the soldiers develop a dependence mentality, then after the arrival of a more powerful enemy, we will face a catastrophe. Therefore, no matter how much casualties are, several people cannot take action."
Chairman Zhao nodded: "Look at the live broadcast ahead, I don't know what this battle can be like. If the loss exceeds 50 million warships, then it still has to..." He looked at Long Kuang with some expectant eyes, and Long Kuang nodded gently-
At this moment, less than ten kilometers away from the Federal Headquarters, the most prosperous financial district of the city is a entertainment street filled with bars and dance halls. The Prime Minister of the Empire is enjoying comfortably.
It has been several days since he had not had a rest, but he was still full of energy sitting in a bar called "Hell Black Cat". He was surrounded by beer girls, laughing and pouring the 372nd bottle of beer in the exclamation of people nearby. Those beer girls were a little worried when he drank the 50th bottle, for fear that he would have something wrong with drinking it. But now, they were just happy that their beer, which was ten times higher than the market price, had sold another bottle. Is this young man still able to drink it, and wouldn't he even applaud and applaud?
A group of boring young people next to him had already started betting on how much beer this Imperial Prime Minister could drink, but looking at his clear eyes, many people put their bets at more than fifty bottles.
The owner of the bar was also alarmed. The middle-aged man who looked very elegant walked to the side of his seat and asked with a smile: "Friend, what are you doing? Haha, you have a good alcohol tolerance. However, I have been in a state of war recently, and this military police are holding tightly. You should pay attention to drinking, your health is the most important thing."
The Prime Minister of the Empire smiled and touched a beer girl's thigh, opened a bottle of beer, and poured it down in one bite. He smiled and asked the boss, "What do you think I'm doing?"
The owner of the bar looked him up and down and saw a handsome young man with a slutty face. He had a well-proportioned figure but could not tell whether he had any muscles or something. His fingers could have seen a person's profession, but his fingers were as slender and white as babies, with no scars or calluses at all. No, not only his hands, but even his skin all over his body was like transparent crystals, emitting a round and jade-like luster.
The boss smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I really don't know what you do... I think I have met many people, but you are different from those I have met. Haha, I laughed..."
The Prime Minister of the Empire tilted his head and thought for a long time before he said seriously: "I, haha, my old man has some capital, lend me business, and then he has some family foundation. Now he has no serious business, so he can go out for a while. Hey, in this life, although he can't see all the beauties in the world, drink all the fine wine in the world, at least he has to watch more and drink more bottles, right?"
The bar owner felt calm and said with a smile: "Drink slowly, and these ten bottles are treated as my invitation. Well... use them slowly."
The Prime Minister laughed, and a trace of extremely cunning smile appeared in the corner of his eyes. His head fell on the huge breast of a beer girl, and he took advantage of it with a sneer...
Chapter completed!