Chapter 1953 Struggle

Time soon came on October 30, 834, the fifth day after the end of the battle, which later became known as the "War of Ghosts".

The imperial reinforcement fleet from Chenxiao Castle finally arrived at the Xiaguan Galaxy in the Symoe Star Region.

Before this, all the imperial fleets also withdrew from the nebula and escaped from the impact of communication debuff delay. Generals at all levels and admirals of the squadrons said that although the physical distance has been lengthened, the spiritual distance has been shortened, which is really a gift from the spirit of the universe.

Of course, when the new commander arrives at the scene, he will have to hold a military meeting immediately. This is the biggest problem beyond the gift.

On the bridge of the Imperial Titan, Duke Bairion sat upright on the main seat of the black long table, staring at the data report floating in the center of the long table.

The blue pass on the screen sprinkled on the old duke's face, making his face lines and all his expression blurred.

The generals present solidified on their seats, like the dead frozen planets in the outer ring of the galaxy.

After a while, the Duke finally let out a lukewarm sigh and gently tapped the table with his fingers. It was obviously just a touch between the fingers and the wooden table, but there was a crisp sound like a collision between metal and marble.

All the participants' spines immediately straightened like conditioned reflexes.

Although most of them are remote projections, although they are light years away, they actually feel tremendous pressure.

This was especially true for Lieutenant General Yeager Sobek, who was sitting on the right hand of the Duke. He always felt that although the Duke's face was blurry, his vision always seemed to sweep over quietly, and cold sweats were seeping through the back of his neck.

He silently lowered the clarity of his projection a little, and then tactically put his back on the chair.

He still felt that a person like himself who was harmless should have sat in the corner.

Fortunately, Duke Bairion only sighed gently and said quietly: "Everyone, although it is very regretful, but things have developed to this point. Of course, we can only admit that our army was indeed defeated. This is my responsibility, and I will apologize to the Privy Council and the Grand Marshal's Office."

So far, in this battle, which was considered a "Ghost Battle" by the Imperial Army staff, the Imperial Army lost 17 warships, twice the wounded ones. The seriously injured even included the aircraft carrier Xiaguan and the flagship battlecruiser barrier guardian of the Neyarli fleet.

Even after suffering such losses, the Imperial Army did not even see who the enemy was.

This is indeed an unquestionable miserable failure.

Since it is going to fail, we naturally have to consider who will take the blame. On this issue, the generals who are the executors on the scene and the decision-makers in the rear must take the blame. It is difficult to say who has a greater responsibility.

If you are a greasy old politician with a soft body and outstanding wrists, you will have to use lightning to cover up your ears.

However, at this time the Duke did show the responsibility of a Tiriro noble elite. Judging from his attitude, he was indeed ready to take all the responsibilities.

The dignified Duke has made his posture to this point. What else can the others do? Of course, I had to be moved. Everyone said that Duke is polite. Glory is everyone, and everyone will bear the failure together. All the generals of the entire outer ring war zone marching base are united as a whole.

So, although it was a summary meeting after a failed battle, the scene suddenly became full of high spirits.

Lieutenant General Sobek also breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his tight back a little.

He glanced at the scene, and the figure of the colleague with the gold and silver demon eyes was not found among the participants, and he couldn't help but feel sad. When his eyes swept over Brigadier General Athlon sitting at the end of the long table, a hint of anger could not help but feel aroused in his heart.

Even a famous general like Miss Olivia who is both civil and military is gone, and you, the old guy who is slim and unstoppable, is still alive and full of vitality. If the Galaxy Empire is really protected by the Spirit of the Universe and the Dragon God of the Dawn, would they be too partial?

In this weird "Ghost Battle", Brigadier General Aslom's squadron should have played the task of bait, but became the last victim.

When the ghostly "Leviathan" traveled through the stars and arrived at the TR39 Galaxy, the Athloon fleet was even busy reporting safety to the surrounding stars.

However, it is probably because the experienced brigade general knew his situation very well that the entire fleet had been posing in a loose cruise formation. It looked very consistent with the average quality of the local security fleet, and of course it was also very suitable for scattered escape.

When the Leviathan, who was like a worm pupa, arrived at the battlefield, and when the first round of attack caused the three cruisers to start burning, the Athlon fleet dispersed without any resistance, and the ships fled in all directions. Their escape was so perfect that there was no collision accident, so it was hard to say that it was performed.

In the next more than an hour, these ships from the Syrian Moehre local security fleet only did one thing - escape! Escape! Escape! Escape in all directions regardless of everything!

They didn't even have time to record a complete attack video about the terrifying hunter, nor could they tell what weapon the enemy was using, they only knew to run away to the outer edge of the galaxy.

When the three Barbarossa dreadnoughts of the Sobek fleet arrived on the battlefield, most of the warships of the Athloon fleet survived, and he himself was even more unscathed.

As for the ghost, perhaps he felt that the battle results were already brilliant and had already left the battlefield with great swagger.

"Monster, that monster must have fled in panic because he feared the general's power! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

The Chief of Staff added: "Before this month, even the Grand Marshal's Mansion didn't know."

"...But, this ghost can hide here and wait for the rabbit for a long time. Is this a ghost from six hundred years ago?" Duke Bairion felt that he had told a joke, and then immediately laughed.

The people present either felt embarrassed or creepy, and they couldn't laugh.

The Duke withdrew his laughter a little awkwardly: "This strange insect alien appeared in the Battle of Danticheng. We have dealt with him a lot. However, He has shown unprecedented abilities to this day. Lurking, stealth, high-speed, and ultra-long-distance artillery. Are these unique abilities or universal abilities belonging to the king of aliens? We need to make an argument immediately. This is no longer an ordinary Leviathan. Even if the most powerful king of the virtual realm comes to the present world, it will not make me so nervous. Everyone, we..."

At this time, a voice suddenly inserted, interrupting the Duke's words. "It is not Leviathan, nor is it even the biological warship we first inferred."

Duke Bairion turned his head and looked at Lieutenant General Neali who was sitting in the first position on his left hand.

The Duke did not speak, but the Chief of Staff was dissatisfied with it: "Our research on the captured Alien Zombie 1 has proved the possibility of a biological warship. This is not a whim. The Favre Dragons and Ereda elves had this technology at that time."

"...What the Xiaguan is talking about is not the alien insect No. 1, but the ghost five days ago." Lieutenant General Neali said.

"Your official believes that it is not the king of alien insects we are looking for?"

The Lieutenant General nodded.

"What's the reason?"

“…”

"The intuition of the official?"

The Duke reached out and signaled the Chief of Staff not to speak, and looked directly at Lieutenant General Neali without saying a word.

The latter lowered his head, as if he could not bear the pressure released by the other party with his eyes. However, he still said clearly: "Xiaguan still feels that what we see is disguise and requires deeper verification. That kind of attack is somewhat similar to the arc cannon that our laboratory is proofreading. It is hard for Xiaguan to imagine that the body of a living creature can release such power."

Sobek felt that this was reasonable, and he admired Lieutenant General Neyari very much. He felt that it would be difficult for a person to stick to his own opinions in such an atmosphere if he was his own.

The chief of staff shouted sternly: "Lieutenant General, don't speak nonsense! A man's power is boundless! Do you know that what you just said is clearly an offense to all extraordinary people!"

Sobak rolled his eyes in his heart. I am the extraordinary, and I don’t feel offended, but you are a “mortal”. What should you do if you react so much?

"This is rude to His Majesty the Emperor! His Majesty the Emperor can do everything! General, don't you admit this?" Another general shouted.

It would be boring to put on the hat like this. Can the taste of taking advantage of the issue be more obvious? Sobek frowned and his face gradually became angry.

Faced with the accusations from everyone at the scene, Lieutenant General Neyali lowered his head and seemed to dare not say more.

Sobek looked at his colleagues opposite him with sympathy, feeling that he still needed to say something fair. He looked at Miss Viscount sitting opposite the long table and was seated behind him, and saw the latter, shook her head slightly at him.

Look, Miss Serlu can't stand it anymore.

Sobek made up his mind and coughed hard. After attracting everyone's attention, he was about to speak, but realized that he had just lowered his image resolution.

In this way, everyone probably couldn't see their faces clearly. In remote meetings, this was very impolite.

He quickly reached out to fiddle with the terminal again, but accidentally hit the teacup on the table. Then he heard a crisp explosion, and the sound of the glass shattering reached everyone's ears along the power of the source material wave.

It's a loss of composure! It's so embarrassing!

Sobek coughed again, and was about to say something, but he saw that the chief of staff in front of him had already squeezed out an embarrassing smile: "...uh, this, the lower official is indeed a little excited."

"This...yes, ahhaha, so is here."

"After all, military information is urgent, and everyone is a little anxious."

"Yes, calm down. You still have to calm down."

"Yes, yes, don't have any personal attacks."

In short, the people who were talking quickly shut up, and the atmosphere at the scene immediately became warm at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yeagel Sobek always felt that something seemed wrong in this development, but after all, the situation and the atmosphere were eased. At least his goal was really achieved.

Now, Miss Serlu's expression suddenly became clearly moved again.

As for the Brigadier General Asloan in the corner, this guy looked at his eyes with a very explicit worship, as if he had "I finally met the wise master after half of his life."
Chapter completed!