Marshal Bonaparte stopped talking. He looked deeply at Yu Lian, a trace of struggle seemed to flash across his face, but after a brief hesitation, he still said clearly: "I don't know."

"...Your attitude is so frank that I am ashamed of myself!"

"I am self-aware, but not you, and a talented military strategist like Yang who is favored by the God of War. Of course, there is nothing we can do when encountering such a desperate situation." He spread his hands helplessly: "Lieutenant General Yu Lian, your fleet still needs more time.

How long does it take to arrive at Nantianmen?”

"At least, three weeks."

Marshal Bonaparte shook his head and smiled: "Don't lie to me. When you led the remaining fleet to Nantianmen to rescue the far bank, it also took three weeks to reach the battlefield. But at that time, the entire army was united, and the battleships and personnel

They are all in perfect condition. And now, you have just retreated from the battlefield, exhausted and scarred, with the enemy pursuing you behind you."

Yu Lian admitted that what the other party said was reasonable, and could only smile silently.

Marshal Bonaparte said again: "Don't worry. No matter what, I still hold the most powerful strategic decisive force of the community in my hands. Even if some troops are slightly diverted, Nantianmen can barely maintain its tactical significance.

It’s balanced.”

"...You said three minutes ago that you couldn't mobilize a single soldier."

Marshal Bonaparte burst into laughter: "Hahaha, General Yu, professional soldiers like us say one thing to our own people, but of course we have another thing to say to bureaucrats and parliamentarians in civilian clothes.

Already."

He retracted his smile and solemnly ordered with a serious attitude: "Then, your task is to preserve the fleet in your hands as much as possible. There is no need to force the reinforcements from Nantianmen. As for the major strongholds in the far coast sector,

Just let nature take its course."

Marshal Bonaparte's attitude today was very roundabout, and he had already done so many times, which really made him feel a little bit depressed.

You know, only five days ago, he was still asking himself to rush to Nantianmen to join the army in a roundabout way.

Yu Lian stared at Marshal Bonaparte. He was really curious about what gave this traditional professional soldier such a big change.

"Do you know what this means? Your Excellency."

"People are fleets, people are fortresses, and people are planets. When people are gone, everything is gone. Young man, what is that look in your eyes? I can also read military books at night. Did I suddenly have an epiphany?"

"... I understand." Yu Lian finally decided to accept the order. When he raised his hands to salute, he said: "Your Excellency, please do not forget the order you issued today. The practice of preserving vitality is important to all

Everyone is effective. The same goes for Commander Yang over there in the New World."

Marshal Bonaparte was slightly startled, a wry smile flashed across his face, and he whispered: "How can it be so simple? If military matters can be solved militaryly, the job of a professional soldier will be easier. What's more,

, even from a military perspective, this is beyond my capabilities."

He suppressed his wry smile and answered sternly: "I will seriously consider it. Lieutenant General Yu Lian, I am the commander-in-chief of the outer ring theater and the marshal of the community. I know it well!"

"Understood, I'm sorry to be disgraced."

"You should take care of yourself first. The Earth side will definitely try to control the strength of your troops. I will try my best to help you deal with it. However, the National Defense Commission and even the Presidential Office should bypass me first.

I gave you the order directly."

"It's like they will call the Cook. I know it well," Yu Liandao said.

The National Defense Committee has not yet called him or the captain of his own battleship, which has already made Yu Lian impressed by their determination.

"I have a ready-made reason. It's not perfect, but it's enough." Yu Lian looked at the cruise ship outside the porthole.

Although Marshal Bonaparte was a little curious, he was already past the age of gossip after all. He just nodded understandingly: "Then, see you after victory... Hey, Lieutenant General Yu Lian, will we usher in the final victory?"

Before Yu Lian wanted to answer, he laughed at himself: "Oh, this can't be a question in the first place. If Eleanor hears it, she will laugh at me unscrupulously."

She might even take action. Yu Lian thought.

After turning off the communication, Yu Lian stood up, cast his gaze through the porthole, and landed on the warship next door closest to him.

That was the Dragon Boat Parade, which always followed closely beside the dreadnought, just like the flagship's loyal escort carrier.

In fact, she has indeed achieved this effect so far.

In the past two days, he and Feifei have already taken off from the Pilgrimage on a dragon once. After all, for them, riding a dragon for a ride is a rare way to relax and have a rest. On the one hand, the posture of riding a dragon across the starry sky is indeed

Can boost morale.

The officers and soldiers in the fleet are already experienced elites, but now that they have lost their main base, they will inevitably feel quite insecure. And now, I may be their greatest source of security.

Perhaps, it’s also because the recent voyage has been smooth sailing?

Just as this thought flashed through Yu Lian's mind, Chief of Staff Mkawa, who was staying on the bridge, sent a message: "Sir, Survey Eye No. 7 has reported that the Imperial pursuit fleet has arrived in the Earl I-12 system.

Number of ships: 272."

If the quality of the ships is put aside, the size of this force is already equivalent to the fleet currently controlled by Brunhilt.
Chapter completed!