"Another scrap ship?"
When Soshyan received the news, he immediately frowned. Okam's intelligence did not mention this matter, which made his entire plan change.
A scrap ship does not mean that it has a great impact, because the main Soshiyan fleet can still defeat it. The key point is what does this unexpected second scrap ship represent?
Has Huron seen through his plan?
still.....
What happened to Veronica?
But this was the critical moment of the decisive battle. Soshiyan knew that he could not be in trouble. He immediately ordered the fleet to attack, sailing out of the hidden asteroid belt, threatening the main force of the Huron fleet from the side and behind, and at the same time ordered the Star Speech to send a signal to the distant red hunters and the gray knights, asking them to go to the battlefield immediately, and finally secretly tried to contact Veronica through Anita.
Soon, the huge fleet led by Soshiyan broke away from silence and concealment from the asteroid belt at the edge of the galaxy and drove towards the battlefield of the Kara Galaxy, and all this was soon learned by the Red Pirates.
"Your Majesty! The detection array discovers signals of enemy large-scale fleet activity at extreme distances!"
The bridge of the Destruction Ghost is like a large Chaos Sacrifice Field, full of the symbols of the Chaos Eight-Stars, to symbolize the deities Huron is serving now. The limbs of every busy crew and technician have a mixture of flesh and metal that is affected by the blasphemous subspace energy. They were originally servants of the Claws of the Stars, but the camp and the battle group changed together, while the disobedient people were executed quickly.
After hearing the sound from the brass trumpet, Huron smiled with teeth on his stern lips, while his demon pet made a weird creaking sound at his feet, as if sharing his master's joy.
"The enemy fleet is at least...the size of sixty battleships."
The crew member responsible for detecting the array said nervously:
"Entertain quickly in a very compact formation!"
Huron raised his claws and pointed at the distant observation window outside the window. The fleet led by Shan led the fleet, and the sound implant in his throat relieved his damaged voice.
"Run the warning to the First and Second Squadrons to let the soldiers who jumped into their assault boats! They don't mind Soshiyan's fleet and give priority to attacking this enemy!"
In this battle, Huron basically lost his fortune, so his total number of ships still exceeded the sum of Soshiyan and Tushan's two fleets, but most of them were modified pirate ships and small boats. With the mass of Soshiyan's fleet, as long as they attacked quickly and in a formation, they would immediately break up the formation of his fleet, so that all parts of the fleet could only fight in pieces.
Huron woke up his mind and began to evaluate the situation at this time, allowing his attention to the tactical readings that kept popping out on the holographic projection and the scene ahead that he could see with his own eyes. The subspace sound appeared in his brain, and he would hear these silent warnings as he approached, mostly deceptive: but this does not mean that he could ignore this.
The destruction power will give its own help at the right time and then take back all of this when it sees it is right.
Once you rely on this sign of circumstance, you can easily be forced to hand over everything one day.
"Soshiyan, let the horse come over and let fate decide who is the winner..."
Huron whispered that he actually had no absolute confidence. His failure in the Palace of Thorns had already told him that anything that seemed absolute often represents another trap.
In order to survive, he could only do his best.
The Lord of the Great Vortex took a deep breath, which made his lungs twitch.
If he could choose, he really didn't want to fight this battle, but he had no choice. This Galaxy never gave him a choice...
"Other ships, turn, let's welcome this empire hero and send a signal to the other party's flagship."
A few minutes later, Ditrian's monotonous voice sounded on the bridge of the Eternal Loyalty.
"Commander-in-Chief, the enemy's request for holographic communication, from... Huron."
Soshiyan thought for a moment, then nodded slightly and said:
"catch!"
With the output of safety commands, one minute later, with the ripples of water shaped waves spreading on the imager, a giant who seemed to be fragmented appeared on the throne.
"Long time no see, Soshiyan Alexey, my respectable and sad opponent."
As Huron's slow tone sounded, all Astart, present, cast a look at him.
"Ruft Huron, you are finally willing to appear on the battlefield as dignified as a warrior. It seems that you at least remember that you are an Astat."
Huron seemed to sigh at Soshiyan's words.
"I must admit that you have caused me a lot of shame, but you should know that you will never be the winner of this war. Think about it carefully. We don't have to fight to the death. Even if you win by chance, everything after victory will not belong to you. Those greedy mortals will steal everything and take everything away. The blood we shed will eventually become the nutrients that nourish their fat flower of power. Once you fail, they will stand up together to accuse you, accuse you, and deny everything you did in the past! This is what the Empire has done to all Astartes now! They want us to fight for them, bleed, and die, but they don't want to see us get anything we deserve!"
Soshiyang looked at the other party and suddenly sneered and asked:
"Okay, then tell me, Huron, what do you want?"
"Respect! The true respect of mortals for us!"
"So do they still respect you? When you walk past them, do they kneel at your feet? When you ask them for it, do they silently hand over everything? When you want to put their children into a life-threatening trial and transformation, do they do it without complaint? What are you complaining about? What are you qualified to complain about? Do you take everything for granted and treat what is not obtained as being taken away? Have you ever thought about how many miners need to work day and night in the mine to cast a fighting knife? How many workers and priests need to be in the mine to cast a pair of armor?
Working in a purgatory-like factory? How many parents need to lose their sons to supplement a recruit? Have you ever thought about those farmers who have a lifespan of less than forty years old in farmland for 12 hours a day? You feel that you have bleed, sweated, and sacrificed, so how have you ever thought about how many mortals have bleed, sweated, and died in obscurity for you and your battle group! Everything we have is made up of the blood and sweat of mortals. What qualifications are there to complain? Even if you complain, it should not be for yourself, but for those mortals who lifted us so-called demigods with their fragile arms!"
As he said that, Soshiyang raised his hand and pointed at the other person. At this time, Huron's whole body trembled, and his pale face seemed to have changed color.
"Huron, listen to me, it is natural for us to shed blood for them! There is no room for bargaining this matter, nor is it the capital to gain power! This is why you are very wrong and ultimately failed! When I destroy your fallen soul, perhaps at the last moment you will recall your original intention when you were a mortal, and I hope you can finally repent of your behavior!"
When Soshiyan spoke to the back, Huron suddenly stood up and shouted, raising his paws in the direction of Soshiyan.
"Soshiyan! I will make you regret the bullshit you said! bullshit!"
Chapter completed!