Chapter 1685： The war has come to an end

"Accurate?" General Alfred, who fought on the Higgs 4, shook the text in his hand, and didn't notice that his hands were shaking.

He led the troops to fight with the enemy for a whole day, until now there is no victory or defeat. However, this message told him that the outcome was actually decided more than two hours ago!

The main fleet of the Watchers was destroyed by His Majesty’s blow. In the entire universe, the fleet of the Ailan Hill Empire is chasing and killing the Watchers fleet in front of them.

Although the time to get the news was almost two full hours late, the Alanhill Empire fleet stationed near Higgs 4 and Higgs 11 had already launched a full counterattack.

These fleets have driven the enemy tens of thousands of kilometers away, and the remaining guards and soldiers on the ground have been completely surrounded.

Even if it is still very tricky, even if these troops are still very dangerous, but they are already surrounded, just be careful, these guardian troops will not be able to make any waves.

"Let the troops be more careful! Annihilate the viable force of these Guardian troops as much as possible!" General Alfred opened his mouth and ordered: "The frontline troops fight back in their own control zone! Just repel the enemy!"

"Yes!" The adjutant who heard the order immediately passed the order. Then the ground forces of the Ailan Hill Empire began to counterattack.

Almost at the same time that Alfred launched a counterattack, on the ground of Planet Higgs 11, General Dolenault also issued an order to counterattack.

Compared with the guards, the forces of the Ailanhill Empire have their own complete command system, so the reaction speed is significantly faster and more unified.

With the passage of time, the victory of the Ailan Hill Empire on the entire battlefield has been unstoppable.

At this time, the most eye-catching place on the battlefield is still the huge space fissure that is tumbling.

Even if its surroundings have begun to recover, even if the collapsed part has begun to gradually decrease, but here is still dangerous and tragic.

Most of the Warships of the Watchers swallowed by space have become fragments, and these fragments have not turned into magical energy and dispersed, because the nearby space has not been restored.

However, these fragments have indeed become fragments, and the huge fleet of Watchers has been completely destroyed.

Not a single warship is left, not a complete one! Hundreds of millions of Warship Watchers were destroyed by one blow, and disappeared on the battlefield along with the Higgs 5, which had been returned to zero.

As the space gradually recovered, a particularly conspicuous piece of space among countless space debris hits on the edge of the space collapse.

Then, this complete space shattered, and the hull of a Warden Warship inside also collapsed.

In the next second, entangled, on the only battlefield in the central battlefield where the victory and defeat have not yet been determined, facing the flanking attack between the two fleets of the Ailan Hill Empire, the flagship of the Watcher fleet that has fallen into the wind, in the endless darkness, one The watcher suddenly stopped moving.

Then, soon, the guard vomited blood and fell to the ground. The guards around him were taken aback, and some people even saw the long-lost energy fluctuations from the companion who fell on them.

"Master Sorens!" A Warden Commander stepped forward, helped up his fallen companion, and asked nervously, "You...how are you."

"In the area where the space collapsed, I maintained the integrity of the area where I was...but...the energy consumed was really too much." Sorens, who took up his new body, explained.

The moment he was just enveloped in the shattered space, he felt bad. But he could no longer escape from his body, so he could only use his strength to maintain the integrity of the space around him.

Wait until the fragmentation of the space gradually subsided, he found the opportunity to escape, but even so, he paid a heavy price.

Before   , his ontology had already degenerated into a humanoid ontology, and could not be saved completely. Therefore, he can only trust in the body of the guard first, as weak as an ordinary guard.

His original voice was gone, replaced by the ugly sharp voice of the guard. However, he still had four eyes, so he was easy to recognize.

"Retreat..." He didn't care to say anything else. After explaining one sentence, he immediately ordered: "Let all the troops retreat! How far can you go! Immediately!"

His voice was full of tremors, because only he himself knew what he had just experienced!

That is simply a hell!

All the space around Solrance collapsed in an instant. If he hadn't tried his best to maintain it, the whole space he was in would have been shattered into dust.

Consuming one's own energy to maintain a pitiful space for his own survival, seeing the collapse and destruction of his own fleet outside is simply a torture for Sorens.

What’s more tragic is that he was tortured at the same time, and his thinking was that he was the first caretaker to know that his fleet had been wiped out by the enemy, but he could not tell the news to others.

In the process of being imprisoned or tortured by the fragmentation of space, he watched the guardian’s main fleet collapse. The attacking troops in all directions suffered heavy losses, and eventually the army was defeated.

"Yes! Your lord!" A watcher commander who had heard the order hurriedly stepped back to deliver the order.

Everyone has waited for this order for too long, too long, and even some people have never heard this belated retreat order.

Seeing that the guardian commander who passed the order left, the leading guardian commander said to Sorens: "My lord! In fact, it's too late!"

"It's too late? Now...what's the situation?" Sorens was taken aback, while adjusting his body to adapt to the new body, he asked.

He knows that if he loses the main fleet and loses his command, the Watcher will definitely be defeated, but he does not know how far he has been defeated.

"We haven't contacted the friendly fleet at the other end of the space rift. I want to come to their end." With a sense of tragic and vigor, the guardian commander answered Solrance's question.

Sorens heard what he said, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said bitterly: "It is conceivable that...their forces were not dominant, and they lost reinforcements. They should have fallen into a disadvantage."

Even if it is him, it is not easy to forcibly occupy a companion’s body. He still couldn't adapt to this, and there were still some convulsions out of control in his entire body.

"Yes, according to speculation, this is almost certain." The guardian commander saw Sorens's irregularly twisted shoulders, and continued: "So, even if there is no news, it can basically be judged over there. , Is to lose all of it."

It’s okay here. In any case, I have to wait for Sorens to escape, and he can effectively command and dispatch.

But on the other side, communication has not been fully restored until now. In this case, the Warden Fleet that has fallen into a disadvantage does not have any chance of jumping out of the sky.

As long as the enemy is not a fool, it is impossible to let go of the fat on the lips! Is the enemy a fool? of course not…

Next, the commander continued to briefly introduce the situation on the battlefield: “On our flank, the assault force composed of the enemy’s 2nd Fleet and difficult new humanoid weapons has defeated the flank of your main fleet.”

The Watcher’s main fleet was cut in half by the space rift, and half was at the other end of the rift, losing contact, as mentioned earlier. And the other side is here, keeping in touch with the Central Fleet.

However, this fleet has now been defeated! Because they have always undertaken the task of being beaten, and they are facing the most elite Gundam troops.

Before the main Guardian fleet was wiped out by space weapons, the troops here were passively beaten, so the current situation is of course worse.

"..." Solrance, who had figured it out, was silent. He also knew that with the annihilation of his main fleet, the situation of the troops on the flanks would only get worse.

Seeing Sorens being silent, the commander spoke of the central fleet they are now in again: "Now, we are attacked from two sides. The enemy's 10th Fleet is attacking the left wing of our fleet, and the 11th Fleet is attacking my right wing. …The two wings flanked, although we are still trying our best to persist, sooner or later the bullet will collapse."

Sorrens looked at the other person, spoke in an uneven tone, and said: "So, I have already given the order to retreat!"

The commander smiled bitterly and explained to Sorrens: "My lord, but it's too late. Those who can retreat may only be left with the two squadrons of the guards. The remaining warships are already Be entangled and can't move."

Originally, the watchman’s warship had a slower speed, and he wanted to retreat all over. If there is no support from his own fleet behind him, it would be idiotic.

Now, leaving behind the entangled fleet and covering the escape of the warship behind it is a good choice for a strong man to break his wrist. It's just that no one can tell how much he can escape.

"..." Sorens didn't know what to say. Because he left the command briefly, the current situation seems to have collapsed beyond control!

There is no way. Because of the loss of command, the Guardian’s troops have maintained an offensive posture for a long period of time when they have been in a disadvantaged position, and they have voluntarily ruined a lot of troops.

What’s more terrible is that the offensive kept them in contact with the Alanhill Empire fleet. This entangled state also ruined the hope of the guards to withdraw and retreat.

While Sorens was still thinking about how to lead the remaining fleet to withdraw, the guardian commander continued to speak: "On the other side of us, the enemy fleet has just defeated all our fleets. It was a massacre... It's a pity, it was us who were massacred!"

The Watchers Fleet of Higgs 11, which was strangled by the four fleets of the Ailan Hill Empire, was completely cold by this time.

They didn’t have time to retreat, or they didn’t receive the order to retreat at all, so they kept the offensive hedging state and collided with the Ailan Hill Empire fleet.

In this case, how can there be a personal end? So it has already collapsed across the board long ago, and the winner is determined almost immediately.

Now, the four fleets on the flank of the Ailanhill Empire are not bad if they don’t come to trouble with the flanks of the Guardian Fleet on the Central Front. I definitely want to let some warships escape over there.

"Oh..." Sorens sighed after he had thought through everything, and said with emotion: "God... what the **** told us, it turned out to be this! The enemy, the enemy has a space weapon that tears apart a universe! Damn it! !"

"My lord, if God can't provide us with divine power now, let us quickly form a fleet that is twice or even three times as powerful as the previous force. We can't turn defeat into victory at all!" The guard commander who reported the situation looked earnestly. He looked at Sorens and said.

He also knows that this situation is almost impossible to achieve, but this is indeed the only hope for the guards to turn defeat into victory.

Furthermore, the speed of turning defeat into victory must be fast, because if it is slower, these guards on the front line will probably be out of ten.

Not only troops in the universe, but also ground troops stranded on the surface of the planet! The three planets Higgs 3, 4, and 11, which add up to billions of watchers' ground forces, are all waiting for the friendly forces overhead!

Once the space fleet loses effective support and suppression, the troops on the ground will suffer!

Whether it is the suppressive firepower on the space battleship or the various air-dropped troops, these things can make the ground troops fall into a bitter battle.

Those troops are all created after spending countless supernatural powers bestowed by God! All lost, can God still use so much divine power to help the guards rebuild their troops?

Thinking of this, Sorens looked at each other sullenly, spoke in despair, and sighed in a nasty voice: "We...betrayed God's hope!"

After    finished speaking, he convulsed again as if he had been burned, struggling in pain, and shocked everyone around him.

He only heard his loud roar, denying everything in front of him: "No! Impossible! How could we lose? Impossible! No!"

"God is only God...Why doesn't God lose?" At this time, in the darkness, a voice that made all the guards familiar, but strange, echoed.

The sound made Sorens stop struggling, kneeling there as if he had lost his soul.

The other guards all bowed down devoutly and bowed their heads in the direction of the voice: "Great God, your devout believers have failed your hope... Please give us another chance. The guards are willing to bring you Back to victory..."

"Hmm..." The voice echoed again: "For me, the war has already come to an end, so...when I come back, I will deal with you."

After the voice said, the power in the darkness disappeared without a trace, and all the watchers heard despair and iciness from the fading voice.