Compared to Lothar's calmness, Iengrasper was much more nervous and radical. He watched the massacre slowly unfold from the bridge of the Revenge Soul, searching for signs of success of this high-risk tactic.
At the beginning of the battle, a whole team of imperial frigates were paralyzed, their hulls were broken, and they are now drifting out of the battlefield.
The black plunderers launched a devastating battle between the remaining ships, diving down and pursuing the survivors with torpedoes and missiles. Coupled with hammering volleys from the main battleship's long-range artillery, the raids of the wild wolves had already caused heavy losses to the empire's outer fleet.
However, the enemy still maintains the status quo.
Instead of trying to protect the outer fleet, the empire let the first wave of frigates burn out. The main warships were always in the center of the formation, with huge bodies surrounding the flames, and firepower from the rear protected them.
Soon, the number of light spears hits reached a critical level, and many beams of light penetrated the void, as if they were going to completely burn out the void.
Since there is no room for side movement, the Black Legion fleet can only turn and fire sideways from the abdominal turret, trying to match the opponent at firepower level.
On the bridge of the Revenge Soul, tactical reports poured in like a flood, and the servants running around kept passing tactical reports and then forwarded them to the command node of the legion.
Many Jumping Teams have approached the bridge of their prey, three light warships have occupied them, the other six are still in the competition, and two have been destroyed from the inside.
Slowly, Irongrasper began to realize the truth-
The commander of the empire, no matter who this guy was, he would not mind letting the small ship die.
The frigates were short of personnel and had poor protection, which was the bait for infantry raids. The enemy had already expected a jump raid.
The commander of the empire clearly realized that its main warships had advantages. They are now aiming at the soul of revenge with the front weapon array. Now this powerful warship may be able to compete with the other side for a moment, but it cannot last long.
More importantly, Irongrasper invested too much force in the first wave of offensives. He thought that the enemy would not easily hand over the ship, and then he could only sacrifice his formation to save the ship.
But the Imperials did so, and they chose to give up their warships and comrades.
"A goddamn bastard!"
Irongrasper felt an inexplicable pain rise in his stomach. The soul of revenge had already gone forward to fight and went straight into the center of the storm. All the light spears on the hull were thunderous.
The warship's soul has used all its strength to control the warship, roll the hull, adjust the angle, and maximize the cannon.
Around it, the burned hull corpses roamed and hovered in space, but Irongrasper thought it wasn't good enough.
“—He knew I would send a jump gang team.”
In front of him, on the edge of the firepower bird Buyi, the core warship group on the empire's side began to enter the range of the light spear of the Revenge Soul.
They did not try to protect the frigate groups within the fire range. Judging from the detected energy readings, they seemed to want to fire directly at the Black Legion fleet. Although this would certainly affect their own ships, they have concluded that many ships have been paralyzed by jumping and therefore choose the solution that will suffer the least losses to the overall fleet.
This is a despicable philosophy of war.
But Irongrasper had to admit that the other party's choice was right.
He checked the timer and it was three hours since the start of the battle, and the actual progress was far lower than expected. Unless things change rapidly, there was no possibility of a breakthrough in his raid.
"Increase the speed of the fleet's attack!"
Irongrasper's voice was like thunder, knowing that he had pushed the fleet to its limit.
"Order all ships to concentrate their firepower to the forward formation!"
He believed that everything was not over yet, and two huge forces were still crushing each other. An unexpected breakdown of the core of the subspace or a sudden mental breakdown could still change the situation.
The Empire's fleet held its formation in the flames, calm and cold, like a machine.
"Break through them!"
Iengrasper growled, his fists clenched, his voice trembling with anger burning from the depths of his heart.
"Break through them in the name of the gods!"
The fourth company commander of the Knight of the Star Realm and the leader of the fleet, monk Lothar, was looking at the real scene window of the bridge. The red void in the distance was filled with explosions, and the nearby space was full of arcs generated when energy teared through the giant ship. Everything was silent and almost weird.
Just as he was watching, a burning body of a strike cruiser with the mark of a dark angel flew through his vision. Its keel bones were broken and its lower abdomen was flowing out of life capsules, as if laying eggs in the sea.
“Status Report.”
Almost every five minutes, he would issue such an order.
Soon, a huge amount of information poured into his sight.
He only had to scan the tactical window to know what was changing on the battlefield. There was no doubt that no matter who the Black Legion's fleet commander was, his strategy was no longer possible.
The Imperial Fleet's blockade was still strong. He deliberately gave up the outer fleet to defend the defense line, while the enemy focused on the small warships, cut down his troops, and consumed important jump troops on the weaker vanguard guards.
The continuous jumping of the gang did weaken the protective shield composed of small ships, but it was not enough to tear apart the formation of the main fleet.
Cruel and accurate calculations are the law of victory in the naval battle in Lothar.
Although the soul of revenge has rushed into the center of the battlefield, and the side of the side is shining with the flames of the macro cannon fire, it alone cannot shake the imperial steel walls.
The Wuxiu Angry defended further away, launching waves of light spears and torpedoes, smashing a path composed of a series of explosions and broken keels towards the empire's formation, but it was too slow and too dull.
Although the number of Chaos Battleships is greater than before, the intact rate is not high, which is the second advantage that Losa analyzed.
The enemy's impossible to exert full combat effectiveness, and they can even force one of the damaged warships to withdraw from the battle as long as they focus on fire.
As long as he continues to fight like this, Losa believes that he can gain the upper hand.
Even he could accept that every ship that would cost two ships per ship that would be consuming.
But Irongrasper had already pushed the fleet to its limit. He knew that they had to dig a hole in the defense line and smash the support ship out of its original position. He almost did it in one of the areas - Revenge Souls shattered the nearest enemy, a giant beast belonging to the Dark Angel's strike cruiser, and continued to advance, with full firepower, entering the most center of the combat ball area.
But with a sudden firing of the Eternal Loyal Cannon, the side deck of the Revenge Soul was almost penetrated. Although the warning of the Soul of the Machine Was made it avoid a fatal blow, this time it scared Iron Grasper to be very frustrated and dared not continue to move forward with the thick shield and armor-
Chapter completed!