Chapter 1679： Temperature collapse

On the chaotic battlefield, the chaos of the Ailan Hill Empire fleet is just the beginning.

Lawnes also received the same order on the flank of the Empire's 2nd Fleet, which began to give up the front line of defense, inside the bridge of the 1st Fleet’s command flagship, the Serris.

He handed the message in his hand to the chief of staff next to him, and then he told the officers around him who were waiting for orders: "Order the 1st Fleet to retreat to the left! Give way to the central area, we have to give way to the main line of defense in front of us! "

Lawence's chief of staff did not question his order, because he also knew that the message in his hand came from His Majesty the Emperor, and it was not Lawnes who ordered the retreat because of fear of life and death.

Therefore, he just sighed long and sighed with emotion: "We should all be shot!"

Lawnes also felt hot on his face, because it was precisely because they were courtiers that they were not able to repel the enemy's attack, and this time and again allowed His Majesty the Emperor to go to the battlefield in person and take unnecessary risks!

Ever since, he also sighed and sighed: "Yes, after this war is over, I will find a place to shoot myself in the head! But now! For Ailan Hill, for victory, retreat! "

"Order! Retreat!" The chief of staff also suppressed the shame in his heart, cheered up, and said to the officers: "Go! Give the order!"

"Yes!" All the officers stood at attention and saluted, and then turned to convey the follow-up transfer order.

The Ailan Hill Empire has maintained the cosmic defense line for a year. At this time, the middle door opens, the densely packed warships are turning, and the subsequent reinforcements are also retreating in chaos.

Even, because the movements were too fast and coordination was not timely, two battleships collided together, and the big battleship collided the small cruiser into two accidents.

Of course, there are also reasons for the frontal and hurried retreat of the warship under the pressure of the Warden's warship attack.

In short, the situation on the battlefield is actually becoming more and more unfavorable for the rise of the Ailan Hill Empire. The battle front has been reluctantly maintained from the beginning, and has quickly fallen to a state of partial collapse.

Many Warship Warships began to rush into the Alanhill Empire fleet. The two sides fought together, and many warships sent farewell messages to Lawnes.

"Goodbye! Ailan Hill! All the ship decided not to execute the retreat order! The Saliman will stay in place and cover the main force retreat!..."

"Please bid farewell to your majesty for us! Long live the Ailanhill Empire!..."

"I hope you can rebuild the battleship Windrunner! This is our last wish!..."

One after another, the telegrams gathered on the bridge of the Serris battleship, and Lawnes' eyes were red, and he was even speechless for a while.

He could feel that his heart was dripping blood, something was pressing on his body, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

In the distance, some warships really stood firmly in their original positions, watching those warships turning around quickly leave.

These remaining warships were quickly hit by the enemy's intensive artillery fire, and in the tragic explosion, they turned into fragments scattered in the universe.

At the rear of the battlefield, Butoria also received a telegram from Taiyi. The content of the telegram was also very simple, ordering him to lead the fleet to move closer to the flanking Royal Guard 1st Fleet.

Without hesitation, he immediately executed the emperor's order: "All the 2nd Fleet of the Royal Guards, turn! Direction correction, 25! Move closer to the 1st Fleet of the Royal Guards!"

"Are we going to the central defense line?" An officer was taken aback when he heard the order, and then asked.

Bottolia shook his head, did not even look at the frontal defense line close at hand, and said, "No! Now what we have to do is to execute your majesty's combat orders! Turn! Turn now!"

After confirming the command, the helmsman nodded and sang loudly: "Understood! Course correction 25!"

"Steer! Course correction 25!" Inside the bridge of another warship, the commander also began to loudly give orders to steer.

As the Empire's 1st Fleet gave up the front line of defense, the 2nd Fleet of the Royal Guards, which came in mighty reinforcements, began to turn and galloped towards the 1st Fleet of the Royal Guards whose flanks were threatened.

Within Taiyi, the huge device has already started to operate, and the huge magical energy is continuously gathering, and then in turn promotes the specially designed super huge energy container at the core of Taiyi.

"Magic energy injection! The charging data is close to the design maximum value!... The design standard is reached! The data is still increasing! Your majesty's energy has exceeded the sum of the magic energy of 119 magicians!" In front of the control system, responsible for monitoring The data engineer stared at the screen intently and shouted loudly.

"The temperature of Kit 96 is rising...reaching the highest design value!" At almost the same moment, another engineer staring at the screen made a nervous report: "It can persist! The equipment status can still be maintained!"

Their voices were trembling, because they were so nervous! You know, this is not an experiment, this is an adventure to bet on the national fortune!

If you win, the Allanhill Empire will live forever! His Majesty the emperor will last forever! If you lose, then really... nothing will be left!

The guards will not leave any civilization behind. Everyone sitting here knows this very well.

If they really lose the battle in front of them, the motherland behind them will be completely wiped out by the enemy!

Those family members, friends...and those prosperous cities, countless lives who stay on the planet behind, will all be zeroed out!

How can you not make people nervous if you bet on everything like this? Everyone has sweat on their foreheads, and everyone's palms are damp.

It’s not that the air-conditioning wind is not cool enough, but that even if they sit in the ice cellar, they will sweat nervously... The fate of everyone here, and the fate of all the Ailanhills behind them, will be in these short seconds. Decided within!

"The core cooling magic has reached a critical value! 3 seconds faster than the expected time! The backup magic array has started to start! ... The backup magic array has reached the critical value... It can still persist... The temperature of the device has begun to rise!" The magic staring at the temperature of the device The teacher looked at the magic reaction monitor and started to stammer.

There is no way, he is so nervous! Because the data this time is completely different from the previous success!

You know, in the previous experiment, the magic cooling system he controlled did not collapse so early.