"Organize the fleet into two clusters! I will command the main cluster of 40,000 ships! Attack the rebels head-on! Gilphies! You will take a detour with 25,000 warships and launch an attack behind them! Victory will be final
All for us!" The domineering golden lion stood on the command platform of Brunhil and said proudly to the subordinates below.
Below, the fleet commanders of Gilfiès, Mittermeier, Kemp, and Valle were almost unscathed and had no losses. The fleets of Reuenthal and Mecklinger each suffered some losses, but still maintained considerable strength.
With their combat effectiveness, Lutz and Bittenfeldt are unable to participate in this battle.
, they lost most of their subordinates; Bittenfeldt was lucky, more than a thousand high-speed battleships and the flagship Wang Hu were incorporated into the fleet directly under Reinhardt; while Lutz only had a few hundred ships left.
The ships that continued to escape from the battlefield could be said to have completely lost their combat effectiveness.
Admiral Fafnir and his chief of staff, Lieutenant General Shute Kehaojian, are also below. As the deputy commander of the 100,000-ship interception fleet that accounts for more than half of the Imperial fleet, he also has to do his best.
His responsibilities: "Your Majesty Marshal Lowengram! The rebels also have a considerable fleet, and the organization of these fleets has not been disrupted. He
We are still a powerful fighting group, at least 80% of ours in number. I suggest you not to divide your troops. Admiral Gilfias should not take 40% of the entire army to carry out such a large-scale outflanking movement.
It is better to follow the main force of our army in attacking and strike at the enemy's flank at the right time."
The domineering lion looked at this temporary subordinate who had repeatedly embarrassed him, and wanted to directly reject this person's advice, but after all, Reinhard still had considerable courage, so he began to think.
"No, Lord Fafnir. We still want to kill all the rebels! Although there are fifty thousand enemies in front of us, my forty thousand battleships and generals are enough to resist and push them back until Sir Gilfias
Complete detour! Therefore, the remonstrance is dismissed."
"Okay, Marshal, you are the supreme commander. Do you want my fleet to act as a reserve for this battle?"
"Yes! There are many powerful motherships in your fleet. When the decisive moment comes, you still need your efforts!"
The Alliance's fifth, eighth, tenth, twelfth and thirteenth fleets, with veteran General Piccolo as the former enemy commander, set up a formation in the Yamliza system. This was a complete defensive formation.
Viewed from the zenith, a wedge-shaped formation was formed, with the 8th, 10th and 13th fleets in the front, the 5th and 12th fleets in the rear, and the battle line was completed near the entrance of the corridor from Yamliza.
The Emperor also entered the Yamliza system aggressively. Reinhardt commanded the fleets of Reuenthal, Mittermeier, Kemp and Mecklinger, and lined up the bows of the battleships to form a dense
The formation moves forward. In fact, this is also a bluff. Gilphies is leading a huge fleet.
, detoured behind the Allied forces and launched an attack. In order to conceal their intention to attack front and rear, they had to use violent attacks to distract the Allied forces, and the Fafnir fleet had been following Reinhardt's main fleet.
Advance forward, ready to respond to Reinhard's orders and join the battle at any time.
"Rudolph, what do you think is going on with the blond boy? Why do you insist on making a tactical arrangement of flanking attacks? But it seems that if it succeeds, it should be able to deal a devastating blow to the Allied Forces." Two unscrupulous generals were there.
He said this while chewing fine slices of black-haired ham and drinking wine in the command seat of Loki, the flagship of the Seventeenth Fleet.
"If it succeeds... Gustav, you must know that this is an idea that places all hope on the enemy. If the enemy presses up like us or defends motionlessly, then this tactic is very promising. According to
According to the simplest tactical deduction equation, our frontal troops will have
A certain amount of loss - it is estimated that the loss will be equivalent to that of the opponent. After all, the opponent only has three fleets accumulated on the front. But the entire tactic was declared successful when Gilphies completed the detour 8 hours later. But... if...
Should the opponent simply retreat?" Fafnir pointed while eating.
Xutekhaojian simulated it on the screen and said in surprise: "In this case, they are likely to successfully retreat directly...No! Not only will the retreat be successful, but if the time cooperates, they can attack Gill first."
Admiral Fiasce’s roundabout force! In this case..."
"In this case, we first sent a roundabout fleet in vain, and the fleet of 25,000 suffered huge losses. Then they penetrated the Gilphies fleet and successfully retreated, but the main frontal fleet may not have time to bite them. Okay, let's look at the alliance.
Are those guys decisive?"
"Okay! The whole fleet! Launch the attack at maximum combat speed! Throw longitudinal bombs on the surface of the star to speed up the journey!"
Yang gave the order.
The Thirteenth Fleet took the lead in taking action!
"It seems that the other side is not wise enough..." Fafnir sighed when he saw the actions of the opposing alliance fleet, "Golden Retriever has a chance."
The two armies began to fall into a fierce conflict. Countless beams and missiles flew at each other, the light of the explosion pierced the darkness, and the exploded hull twisted and danced in the air with the energy storm. In the vortex of the war, Thirteenth
The fleet bravely faced the enemy in front like a newborn calf.
Whether Yang's order was to slow down or speed up, everything was carried out under the careful calculation and command of Fleet Deputy Commander Fisher. The Thirteenth Fleet suddenly jumped out of the huge flames of the Yamliza star. Due to the centrifugal force,
It looks like a corona separated from the sun.
The first to bear the brunt of this unexpected quick attack was the Imperial Fleet commanded by Mittermeier. Being brave and fearless, he did not deny that this quick attack surprised them, and it could be said that they were given an advantage.
The Thirteenth Fleet's first attack was nothing short of a head-on blow to the Mittermeier fleet.
Because the firepower was excessively concentrated on one warship, when a certain part of the ship's hull was hit by more than six missiles at the same time, the defense system was unable to withstand it and the ship's hull was penetrated, followed by an explosion.
Mittermeier's flagship, the Wolf, was surrounded by fireballs, and its port side was also damaged.
"As expected of Yang Wen-li! It's really coming with force!" He praised. "There is no other way. The entire fleet maintained order, retreated slowly, and changed its formation at the same time, waiting to counterattack when the enemy pursues!"
An extraordinary military commander must be able to retreat while softening the formation, minimizing damage, and waiting for opportunities to strike back. And Mittermeier can undoubtedly do this!
Fafnir's fleet was still dragging behind unhurriedly, but the two officers on the bridge exchanged glances with each other. Fafnir sighed: "Mittenberg likes to charge too much, and he entered the missile in one fell swoop.
Range...Doesn't he have the patience to take his time with naval guns from a long distance? Can Golden Retriever still control the pace of his subordinates? You must know that we have to wait until Gilphies to complete the detour! Time is up
What we have here is a bunch of guys who can only serve as squadron commanders!"
Sure enough, Ulanhu's Tenth Fleet took the opportunity to launch a strong attack on the retreating Mittermeier fleet, forcing Mittermeier's formation into chaos. Before the Reuenthal fleet launched a powerful artillery bombardment, it repelled Ulanhu's further attack.
Damaia also lost a considerable number of fleets - far greater losses than when he attacked the Ninth Fleet.
"Don't chase, it's a trap."
Yang ordered the pursuit to be stopped. He believed that as long as he caused certain damage to the opponent, he should be satisfied and avoid pursuing the enemy in depth.
After receiving the blow, the Emperor also coordinated its steps and began to exchange firepower with the alliance's fleet - maybe they finally remembered Gilphies' detour.
"Go forward! Further compress the enemy's formation! Order the Valle fleet to launch an assault!" Reinhardt ordered.
The Valle fleet launched an attack, suddenly advancing at high speed, and rushing towards the space between the Twelfth and Thirteenth Fleets - the space abbreviated as D4. In doing so, he was neither bold nor foolhardy, but
The purpose was to disrupt the Allied forces' position and expose them to enemies from both sides.
"Sir, a new enemy appears at two o'clock!"
Yang's answer seemed casual. "Oh! This is no small matter!"
Frederica couldn't help but call out: "Admiral!"
Yang was stunned for a moment, then regained his senses and quickly issued the order. This was an advantage shared by Yang and Reinhardt.
He arranged the heavily armored giant ships to line up lengthwise, forming a strong wall to withstand the enemy's firepower. In the gaps between the ships, gunboats and missile ships with greater maneuverability and firepower ruthlessly attacked the enemy with artillery fire.
There began to be gaps in the Valle fleet. Some ships were hit by artillery fire, but the speed still did not slow down. The counterattack was so fierce that the Thirteenth Fleet damaged part of the defensive wall formed by the giant ships. Lianyang
The flagship was also severely shaken.
Generally speaking, the Thirteenth Fleet suffered no major damage, but the Twelfth Fleet suffered considerable casualties. It was unable to cope with Valle's speed and offensive. The ships on the side were defeated, and physical or energy resistance was also eliminated.
They are getting weaker and weaker.
The battleship Ulysses was damaged by the Imperial cannon. The damage was slight but profound. This was profound for the officers and soldiers inside the ship. What was damaged was the drainage treatment system that used microorganisms, so that the combatants on the ship were damaged.
They had no choice but to immerse their feet in the sewage coming from the reverse flow and fight hard. If they survived, this incident would definitely become a laughing stock. If they were defeated and died.
Not only was his death tragic, he was also disgraceful.
However, the attack of the Vale fleet has its limits. The admiral of the Twelfth Fleet faced was also Lieutenant General Borodin, who was good at fighting. Vice Admiral Borodin used casualties to slow down the assault speed of the Vale fleet, while the Yang fleet
Then try to protrude forward, and compete with Reuenthal and Mittermeier who are charging forward.
The fleets exchanged fire, causing Reuenthal and Kemp to temporarily be unable to move forward due to their own casualties. In this case, the Vallee fleet became a protrusion, but the Alliance's Tenth Fleet fought fiercely with the Mecklinger fleet on the other wing.
During the battle, he was temporarily unable to launch an operation to protect Borodin.
At this time, Piccolo moved, and the Fifth Fleet pushed forward at a high speed with shocking vigor and speed. It formed a semi-surrounding formation with the Twelfth Fleet and exchanged fire with the Valle Fleet. The dense artillery fire destroyed one ship.
Another Imperial battleship turned into dust in the universe. However, due to the fierce fighting of the Valle fleet, the alliance was temporarily unable to seal the notch in the battle line.
"Seems like victory!"
Reinhard looked at Oberstein beside him. Victory was right in front of him, and his voice could not help but tremble slightly.
"Oops! The Valle fleet is in big trouble! Damn it! Golden Retriever is too impatient!" Fafnir suddenly stood up from his seat. In front of him was the Alliance's Eighth Fleet, who was previously despised by the emperor.
Vice Admiral Puton's fleet suddenly gave up its rear and directly joined the siege of Valle's fleet!
Three against one! The Valle fleet was suddenly reduced in number almost instantly!
"The fleet has begun to retreat! Maintain the formation! We have mobilized all the enemy's reserves! Victory is in sight! Our sacrifice has not been in vain!" Major General Valle said calmly in the flagship "Fire Dragon".
The attack of the Allied forces was very fierce. The Imperial Valle fleet seemed to be dancing in the storm of energy. Battleships were constantly being overloaded due to the force field, and were finally penetrated by the armor and sank. Until - "The flagship was shot!" Before anyone could wait,
After reacting, the "Fire Dragon" turned into a huge fireball, and the huge hull split into several pieces. The first high-ranking officer of the Emperor to die in battle appeared. Admiral Vallee died in the battle.
"Oops! Misstep!" Reinhardt's handsome face twisted, and he murmured silently.
Oberstein's expression also changed, and he was about to ask Reinhard to issue follow-up orders.
"The Seventeenth Fleet begins to advance at high speed!" the intelligence officer's shout calmed Reinhardt and Oberstein's emotions.
The Fafnir fleet began to advance when the Valle fleet was semi-surrounded by the Twelfth and Fifth Fleets. Eighteen thousand warships lined up in a neat formation and rushed towards the gap opened by Vale in the Allied formation.
.This time Fafnir did not set up a diagonal bombardment formation, but a spearhead formation. Four thousand battleships were used as a narrow frontal attack, followed by destroyers and torpedo carriers.
, and finally the cruise ship.
With the cover of the battleships, the Fafnir fleet advanced at high speed, but they were still a step too late and had no time to save Valle's life. However, they successfully saved the remnants of Valle's fleet. Now only Valle's fleet is left
There were more than 5,000 warships, half the number compared to the beginning of the war.
Fafnir had just broken into the alliance array, completely ignoring the casualties of the warships he led, "The destroyers spread out to the left and right! Launch an attack with all your strength! The mothership immediately sent in the lightning strike boats! The cruiser squadron also separated and launched an attack! All around
They are all enemies! Fight as you like!"
Major General Jung Heinrich Yang was a battleship squadron commander in the Fafnir fleet. He grinned ferociously and shouted: "I will die here today!! Bomb me with all your strength!"
Commodore Dahlke still led the destroyer to launch a powerful lightning strike against the Alliance's Eighth Fleet on one side.
Under the attack of the overwhelming Fafnir fleet, the Alliance fleet melted like snow under the sun. The Fifth Fleet was once again pushed back to the rear, and the Twelfth Fleet had to retreat with the Fifth Fleet.
The Tenth Fleet and the Thirteenth Fleet were completely mixed together, entangled and fighting with the imperial twins on the opposite side. The form of the battle was basically a mess, but it was obvious that after the destruction of the Imperial Valery Fleet, the number of allied forces was slightly smaller.
Gained a little upper hand.
"If Gilphies hadn't taken away 25,000 battleships from the beginning, victory would have been established at this moment! Valle might not have died!" Fafnir muttered as he stayed on the command platform. At this moment, his fleet
The battle situation was good, although the losses were not small - especially the leading battleship squadron, but he successfully eliminated the surrounding enemies and was soon able to complete the reorganization into an independent and uncontained fleet to make decisions.
A devastating blow. At this moment, the luck of the Alliance's Eighth Fleet came to an end. They were fiercely attacked by Fafnir's fleet and were forced to move forward to avoid artillery fire. However, they fell into the range of Reinhard's direct fleet. The flagship Krish
Na was directly hit. The super-hard steel shells fired by the magnetic cannon penetrated the battleship's armor. The explosion of nuclear fusion shrapnel and light bullets finally sank the battleship known as the "Giant Wall". Lieutenant General Upton died in the line of duty.
The Allied forces still began to gradually retreat. The Fafnir fleet was about to complete the rendezvous again, but the remnants of the 5th and 8th fleets in front of them still stubbornly tried to absorb him, while the other fleets had already begun to retreat. Yang Wenli's
The Thirteenth Fleet took advantage of Mittermeier and Reuenthal's opportunity to switch artillery fire at close range and combined with the Tenth Fleet to give them a hard blow. Even the two fleets had to retreat to reorganize the fleet.
Now it’s time to see when Gilfias will take a detour...