A visible bulge appears on the planet's surface, with a diameter of more than 1,500 kilometers, like a growing tumor.
Guarded by the dynasty fleet, the two base cannons began to charge again. There is no capital ship to assist this time, so the charging process will be much longer. Similar to Quincy and Birds of Paradise, there are still billions of civilians in the St. Paul constellation who have no time to evacuate. There are still 500 million people on the planet exposed in front of the Dynasty's cannon who have not had time to evacuate, and the Dynasty's base cannon is still charging for the second time.
The entire federation is boiling!
Some civilian starships rushed out first, ignoring the command's ban, and pounced on the dynasty fleet on guard outside. After all, the starships recruited were just a mob, and the dynasty fleets that could follow Xu Bingyan here were all the best among the best, and their combat power was far beyond that. If the two sides had even the slightest contact, countless starships in the Federation would be blown up in the air and turned into ashes. Blossoming cosmic fireworks.
However, these people who rushed out had already put their life and death at risk. One by one, they rushed through the fireworks exploded by their predecessors and rushed towards the dynasty fleet. There are endless dynasty starships in front of them, but all the starships recruited are fearless, and they go forward one after another without any flinching.
More and more starships flew out from the galaxy, gathering into shocking waves and rushing towards the dynasty fleet. They have only one purpose at the moment, and that is to prevent the base cannon from firing again. However, the firepower of the dynasty fleet was so powerful that countless fireworks bloomed around the fleet, becoming more and more dazzling.
In the command channel of the dynasty fleet, an admiral looked at the rising performance numbers and sneered: "A rabble is a rabble! If we can win with courage alone, what do we need to do?"
There were many responses in the command channel. These generals have been following Xu Bingyan for a long time. What kind of big scenes have they not seen before? There are even more suicide attacks. The current impact on the Federation is almost like a moving target.
The federal frontline command center was also in a state of excitement.
"More starships are leaving port!"
"There's no way to stop it!"
"There are a large number of conscripted starships rushing out of the port in violation of the ban. Please give instructions whether to intercept them or not!"
In the command center, the top three figures from the federal military were all present. The leader, Daolin, looked solemn, staring at the rising number of casualties, and said: "If we don't dispatch the main fleet, these people will die. I don't think they should die like this."
Next to him stood Dowling, who was currently ranked second in the military and was also the commander-in-chief of the federal front line. At this moment, the corners of his eyes kept beating. When the number of casualties exceeded the integer of 2 million, he finally made up his mind and said in a deep voice: "All fleets, according to plan No. 3, attack with full force!"
In an instant, thunderous shouts erupted from countless channels in the Federation. Countless regular starships sailed out of the starport, assembled in formation according to the predetermined plan, and headed for the battlefield. The federal fleet, which was at an absolute disadvantage, finally decided to go all out and fight Xu Bingyan to the death!
After giving the order, a trace of fatigue flashed across Dowling's face and he said to the staff officer beside him: "Where is Marshal Austin? Go ask his opinion!"
"Marshal Austin is not here. He ordered the preparation of special fighters an hour ago, and then sailed out of the flagship 15 minutes ago."
Dolin was startled and didn't say anything. He just stared at the star map and clenched his fists unconsciously.
The main fleet of the Federation was dispatched, and the dynasty could no longer remain indifferent. What Xu Bingyan was waiting for was the decisive battle with the main force of the federation. At this moment, the dynasty fleet divided into several squadrons and rushed to meet the federation fleet and began to fight. The remaining dynasty fleet was guarding the base cannon, protecting the base cannon and recharging its energy.
Both sides no longer gave in at all and started fighting crazily. Every moment, countless starships turned into garbage in the universe. And countless powerful space torpedoes explode continuously, with a diameter of dozens to hundreds of kilometers. Within the scope of the power, ordinary life capsules cannot resist at all, and explode one by one, turning into small sparks in the universe.
Xu Bingyan was sitting in the command chair, already linked to the flagship command center. The ultra-high-speed data exchange made his face paler, but he didn't care. Only in this way could he give the command within one second. The fleet issued hundreds of orders. Under the command of Xu Bingyan, the entire dynasty fleet was like a sophisticated killing machine, harvesting starships and lives with precision and efficiency.
The main fleets of both sides fought and fought, and the levied starships finally came into use. Some of them joined the main fleet on the battlefield, while others continued to attack the base cannon defense circle. With their absolute superiority in numbers, they finally caused casualties to the dynasty's defense fleet, and the casualties became more and more tragic.
With the Federation's main fleet as the skeleton, the two sides finally reached a certain balance of power. They were fighting fiercely in every corner, and no one could tell who would win in the end.
The losses on both sides have increased alternately, and life has become a simple number.
This is exactly what Xu Bingyan hoped for, cruel but effective. The explosion of every starship is the process of the dynasty accumulating advantages. It has to be said that Xu Bingyan was a little surprised by the fighting will of the fleet. The battle turned into a balance of power, and the casualties of the levied fleet were always more than four times that of the dynasty. However, they seemed to have no idea what life was and risked their lives to attack the fleet of the Chinese dynasty.
In the dynasty's defense circle, one starship after another was stripped of its protective cover, and then burst into flames and exploded. Unknowingly, the casualties of the dynasty's defense fleet also reached 15%.
The dynasty fleet that fought against the Federation's main fleet suffered even greater losses. Four of the six squadrons suffered battle losses of more than 25%, and the battle losses of the squadron with the most brutal battle were close to 40%.
The Federation's losses were much greater in terms of proportion. Even not counting the conscripted fleets, the battle losses of several main fleets were over 30%, and one was approaching the 50% mark. If the levy fleet is included, the Federation's loss of personnel and starships is twice that of the Dynasty! With such a huge loss, even the elite troops would probably collapse, let alone the ragtag forces of the Federation. But until now, no one has fled, and no one has hesitated. Some are just risking their lives to attack.
In Xu Bingyan's mind, the 6-disposal battlefield was completely a numbers game. The casualties on the dynasty's side were increasing rapidly, and the federal casualties were even greater. Although the conscripted fleets that continued to arrive in the future could restore health to the Federation, the effect was limited. After all, their own casualties were even more staggering. Xu Bingyan does not think the conscripted fleet is a threat at all. Although the number is huge, excessive casualties will soon overwhelm their morale, causing the entire army to collapse. By then, the last drop of blood of the Federation will be drained, at least within a hundred years. No longer a threat.
The question is, how could the dynasty give the Federation a hundred years to recuperate?
