War comes sooner than expected.
When Crassus further dispersed his troops on the third day, with hundreds of thousands of federal troops spread over a vast area of 300 kilometers from east to west and 250 kilometers from north to south, the earth began to shake continuously, and countless light-year troops attacked the federal troops from all directions.
Chu Jungui decided to fight in advance.
The moment the light-year army was dispatched, Crassus already knew it. Although reconnaissance means are limited, ground vibrations are unavoidable. All the federal troops released began to shrink at almost the same moment, and the two troops that had rushed too far defended on the spot. There are surging light-year troops in front of these two armies. Their timely defense allowed Lightyear to either take a detour or destroy them before attacking the main force of the Federation. No matter which option you choose, Lightyear's attack speed will be severely delayed.
The reaction of the federal troops was perfect. The troops shrank and changed their formation, leaving deep passages leading to the center, shaped like a dried ginkgo leaf. If Lightyear still followed the previous tactics of rushing inside and creating a melee at all costs, then he would naturally rush forward along the passage, but he would be hit by ferocious firepower from both sides.
Countless light-year chariots appeared on the horizon, rushing towards the federal troops at high speed. The dense artillery shells and missiles in the air fell into the federal army's formation one step ahead. In an instant, there were continuous explosions. Dust and gunpowder obscured everything, turning into hundreds of thousands of missiles. A smoke belt several kilometers wide.
Countless assault boats appeared on the federal side, crossed their own defense line, and pounced on the Lightyear Chariot. The fire support boats in the rear also continued to pour artillery fire on the light years. The first round of firepower coverage from both sides was enough to plow through tens of thousands of square kilometers of ground.
Crassus' fingers tapping on the armrest suddenly stopped before continuing. A line of dazzling red text appeared on one screen. The firepower released per unit time and the total amount of firepower released were far away from the expected values, so much so that the highest level warning was triggered.
"This battle is not easy to fight!" Crassus said to himself. He moved his body and placed himself in the most comfortable position. Then his thinking speed suddenly increased, from processing dozens of commands at the same time to processing several at the same time. Hundreds of orders!
The style of the Federation's support assault boats suddenly changed, from a desperate bombardment to a group of several ships. The alternating bombardment with a clear rhythm perfectly covered the small gaps in firepower. The entire assault boat group turned into a huge machine. The rhythm, the rhythm, and the beauty are revealed.
The federal tanks on the ground also moved uniformly in patches, with an indescribable rhythm, like reeds swaying in the wind. The federal chariots on the front line fought to the death, forming a steel barrier that held up Light Year, forcing countless Light Year chariots to rush into the reserved channel, like a mountain torrent rushing along the canyon.
The mobile command center is busy and orderly. Countless staff officers and commanders are desperately processing the data sent back from the front line, breaking down and transmitting orders. Hundreds of staff officers were almost busy, and different orders would hit their heads every moment.
Although they were extremely busy, they occasionally looked at the closed platform behind the command center, their eyes still full of awe and pride. They have all followed Crassus for a long time, and they know that the orders that make hundreds of people too busy to handle are actually issued by the one lying quietly on the high platform, and more orders even bypass them and are sent directly to the front line. combat unit.
Under Crassus's exquisite command, war became an art, and countless combat units became a whole. Since his comeback, the battles he has personally commanded have all been to defeat opponents of equal strength head-on at an astonishing speed, and at an astonishingly small cost. He is like the most astute chess player. Any slight mistake made by his opponent will be caught by him, gradually magnified, and finally turn into an overall defeat.
This is Crassus, and these advisers are convinced that since his return, human warfare will change. Even if they encounter an unprecedentedly strong opponent today, they are convinced that Crassus will win the final victory. In fact, the stronger the opponent you encounter on the way to the throne, the brighter the crown on the throne will be.
Crassus did meet his opponent, and he was an opponent who did not play according to common sense. Not long after the fierce battle began, Crassus discovered that he did not have an advantage in numbers, nor did he have an advantage in firepower!
At this moment, several strange arks have driven into a place 150 kilometers away from the battlefield. They are shaped like rectangular matchboxes, except that they have a rapid-fire cannon at the head and tail. They are completely different from those hedgehog-like fire support arks. As soon as these arks entered the position, the tops opened, revealing two 100*100 launch silos!
20,000 missiles soared into the sky, turned into dark clouds, and flew towards the battlefield at high speed!
These missiles exploded over the battlefield, throwing out hundreds of alloy armor-piercing rods and falling towards the federal tanks on the ground!
As soon as a federal tank fired a shot, an armor-piercing rod fell from the air and penetrated directly into the turret of the tank, all the way to the end. There was a flash of light inside the chariot, and then the roof collapsed, spewing out a ball of fire!
There were also light-year chariots nearby, one of which was unlucky and was hit by an armor-piercing rod. Ark's missile strikes do not distinguish between friend and foe. With a bang, a large piece of armor was blown off the top of the tank, and the armor-piercing rod turned into a ball of metal and was embedded in the top of the tank. Under this horrific blow, a large piece of the top of the Lightyear Chariot was cut off, but it was still fighting.
The federal soldiers who saw this scene were stunned. Only then did they realize that it turned out that even the top armor of Light Year was specially thickened! How afraid of death is this?
The coverage area of the Lightyear missile is extremely large. Dozens of missiles can cover one square kilometer. After dozens of Arks are launched in turn, the strike range covers thousands of square kilometers, covering almost one-tenth of the battlefield.
After a round of missile coverage, Crassus found that he had two thousand fewer tanks. This is because the density of armor-piercing rods is not high, and the quality of the federal tank is also excellent. If it does not hit a weak spot, it can still continue to fight after being hit by one or two armor-piercing rods. However, the target of the missile was not just tanks. The assault boats could not withstand the bombardment of the armor-piercing rods. More than 300 of them were lost after one round of coverage. Even though Crassus was well-informed, he couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken.
While he commanded the support assault boat to return fire coverage, he snorted and said to himself: "I guess you can come back a few more times!!"
What even Crassus didn't expect was that Chu Jungui might not have much else at his disposal, but he only had many low-tech products like the Ark missile, which had neither accuracy nor technical content but only production capacity. So with the same firepower coverage, Chu Jungui came again 9 times.
(End of chapter)
