As the Revenge Soul stopped, the situation of the war still did not improve.
The Black Legion failed to occupy an advantageous position and now it can only allow more Imperial ships to gather. In the fourth hour of the battle, more Imperial warships have slowly taken their seats with the support of new frigate formations. The Imperial Navy has mobilized all the power in the galaxy at all costs.
Irongrasper did not have such support, and his fleet did not have such discipline. His soldiers were scattered in sabotage operations, and their forces were trapped in a pile of small boats.
He gradually began to lose his power and could not maintain the raid.
"Sir, I'm afraid we won't have a chance..."
Damn Marco started to ramble again, but Irongrasper had to admit that the other party was right. If he didn't make a decision at this moment, they would be truly defeated and then hunted, day after day, until death came in a remote small fight.
What a pathetic way to die.
Irongrasper walked towards the podium, and he summoned the fleet's readings and entered a new command.
“It’s not over yet.”
He growled, scanning the dim bridge.
"Send new loyalty codes to all jump teams."
He wants the commander of the empire to know that if the other party is willing to sacrifice, then he is willing too!
Soon, the frigate group of the Empire's Forward's frigate appeared, and several frigates suddenly turned.
Then, they fired all the loads towards the central formation of the empire, and all the artillery fired at the same time, and the surrounding space was illuminated by flashes, and a wave of ship-killing shells whizzed through the increasingly narrow gap between the two.
A moon-class cruiser belonging to the Astral Knight had nowhere to escape. With a series of violent explosions, the shells hit the side, breaking the void shield and penetrating the hull under the cover of the shield.
At the same time, some landing craft flew out of the frigates and headed straight for the cruiser with its downtime engine.
"One more round."
Irongrasper frowned and looked at the tactical screen full of enemy ship signals, wondering how long the jump team could last.
His plan is also very simple, all jumping teams will execute the second jumping team on the spot!
They will use the captured frigate as a springboard to continue jumping to the imperial warships, and continue to perform this operation if new warships are captured.
This action can effectively disrupt the deployment and formation of the empire. Of course, the price is that the jump team will continue to cause losses during the jump. When the first jump, 23% of the personnel will be consumed during the jump. Most of them are destroyed in the void. The closer they are to the enemy's main ship, the higher the number will be.
According to the contemplator's calculation, when performing the third jump, the loss rate will be as high as 60%!
This means that the 1,000 soldiers who perform the gang jump mission will eventually be able to perform the third gang jump, and there will be less than 200 people...
At the same time, these thousand people will have a high probability of surviving.
It is also a cruel calculation and exchange. If the other party wants to use a warship to exchange personnel with him, then he will exchange!
Suddenly, the timer rang the bell and the battle had lasted until the eighth hour.
In an instant, a new command was passed on to the Revenge Soul.
When I saw this order, Irongrasper was almost stunned because the retreat order came from the War Commander-
A fleet of Red Pirates had already taken advantage of the orbit of the Empire's main force and suddenly attacked Pai Shangxing when it was full. It was carried out against the fierce firepower of the huge rock, and took away the main force of the Black Legion led by Abaddon.
The battle is over.
But Iron Graspell felt like a fool.
But after the initial anger, he calmed down.
He has already fought enough, and he will not use the fleet's split to save his honor.
The Jump Gang team has interfered with the enemy's formation, and the empire has been temporarily trapped.
"What is your order?"
Iron Graspell knew what to do without looking at the tactical screen, and just thinking about it made him feel disgusted, but they had no choice.
"Broadcast new logo."
He growled, savoring another pain of retreat.
"All members turn around and sail at full speed...retreat!"
But when the battle had entered this stage, retreating had even become a luxury. It seemed that the decision was made to the movement of the Black Legion fleet, and the Imperial fleet began to tighten the noose.
The cruiser began to approach from both sides, constantly compressing the range of movement of the Black Legion fleet. At the same time, the remaining small warships approached crazily regardless of the danger of jumping gangs. Even if they could only fire a few torpedoes, they could slow down the Black Legion's speed.
Irongrasper began to feel a huge danger approaching, and his fleet was likely to be torn apart by the other party during the retreat.
He must hurt the other party, or make the other party's command fail.
Various orders echoed on the bridge of the Revenge Souls, two of Irongrasper's lieutenants were in place at the top of the wide staircase leading to the command platform.
Irongrasper himself was studying the bird-bu Jian picture without distraction. The Empire fleet began to move. Their formation seemed to be still tight, but the forward was actually broken. At the same time, several captured warships were interspersed in it. This was actually a hidden danger.
If you retreat for a while, it seems that the opponent's formation will appear to be empty, and this is an opportunity-
"You have a fleet."
He thought while watching the Empire Fleet forward who was constantly chasing.
"There are weapons, but do you have the courage?"
"Perform formation transformation."
Soon, a new order was issued.
Commands are passed step by step, spread throughout the fleet, and the ships begin to move.
In previous battles, the Wuxiu Resentment and Immortal Steel have been in the back guard position in case of flanking raids from the Empire's fast attack forces.
But now the battleships have begun to turn, surpassing the destroyers around them and occupying the forward position.
The tactics were re-established, and Iron Graspell imagined that this struggle would hurt the opponent and might not equalize the situation, but would eventually make the Imperial people bleed.
After that, the most ferocious, close to each other, the massacre between ships opened, and a feast of broken shields.
"Do you have the courage?"
He thought again, repeating this sentence in his mind as if it was a spell.
"I don't think you don't."
"grown ups!"
The monitoring deck interrupted him.
"The enemy has accelerated."
He glanced over the holographic projection interface and found that the Empire's forward was gradually approaching. It seemed that they had seen the same thing - the opportunity to kill.
This made the empire's tight formation somewhat dispersed.
Irongrasper smiled savagely.
He saw the fast attack frigate burning engine, accelerating forward, clearing the shooting boundary for the monsters behind him.
"Come on, you damn Empire bastard."
He whispered softly to his pursuer, watching the shiny runes move like pieces on a lordslayer board.
Chapter completed!