172. Battle of Marastal Fjord (End)
Admiral Trench's combination of punches hit the head and face, directly knocking Captain Wolf-Yularen into confusion.
He never thought that in such a battle against the mercenaries of business giants, he would lose so miserably! And there’s nothing fancy about it, it’s just a complete failure in the art of conducting!
Wulf-Yularen was born into a military family, and his father Tur-Yuralen was a famous naval commander in the Republic. Under the guidance of his father, he began his military command career at an early age.
He graduated from the Military Academy with honors, and did not choose to join the corrupt Republic Judicial Fleet, but instead served in the Quemar Sector Defense Fleet. Because the Quemar Star District is not a very peaceful star district, it often needs to face pirate attacks.
In constant actual combat, Wolf-Yularen grew at an alarming rate, and he himself was very confident. He believed that there were only a handful of commanders who were better than himself in the entire Republic. With his father's teachings and foreshadowing, he would one day be able to become a general commanding thousands of battleships to sail across the galaxy!
However, this was the first time he commanded a large-scale fleet battle, and he immediately lost completely!
The unknown commander from the Enterprise Alliance captured his mindset. He believed that since the opponent was a blockade fleet, they would definitely set up a formation and wait for their work with superior firepower. But the opponent did the opposite, seizing the time of his hyperspace jump, taking the initiative, and wedged himself directly into the formation of his fleet.
Moreover, the other party continued to give out wrong information, because during the previous tentative breakthroughs on Malastar planet, the Enterprise Alliance fleet always stayed around the pre-arranged hyperspace blocker. Then he will naturally arrange his tactics based on the known range of the blocker.
As a result, the opponent actually hid a second blocker, interrupting their hyperspace jump in advance, and then accelerated their own fleet in advance, dragging the battle into the battle less than 3 minutes after the Republic fleet left hyperspace. The most unfavorable melee situation for them!
Then the commander gave full play to the advantages of his own spaceships and rushed forward with a fleet of unknown spacecrafts. Because the spaceships of that fleet have excellent performance, with both speed and flexibility, and then use powerful ghost fighters to disrupt one's own formation, giving the fleet an opportunity to directly make a big turn!
After that, they launched multiple attacks, completely tearing apart their own fleet's formation, leaving them in a desperate situation of fighting on their own!
Now, another choice is before Wolf-Yularen - how his final trump card, the main formation with the Lord Dreadnought-class heavy cruiser as the core, will act.
This is related to the life and death of their entire army!
Cold sweat had completely soaked the back of his military uniform. Wolf-Yularen stared blankly at the holographic projection of the battlefield, watching the battleships being destroyed one after another, and watching the mercenaries of the Enterprise Alliance wreaking havoc on the battlefield.
Now the Enterprise Alliance's fleet, headed by five Fantail-class destroyers, is pointing all its guns at its heavy cruiser Lord. As long as his main formation continued to advance, it would be bombarded by concentrated artillery fire almost immediately.
If it were before, then he would have had 10,000 ways to break this situation, because the fantail-class destroyer itself only had one large turbolaser cannon, which was very inflexible. But at this moment, with the battle reaching this point, if his main formation moves forward, there will be no other way but to face the powerful firepower of the fantail-class destroyers head-on!
"Sir... the database comparison has been completed." The adjutant came over and whispered, "Judging from the logo on the opponent's flagship, the commander of the Enterprise Alliance mercenary fleet is Admiral Trench, a commander known for his brutality. And he is not serving in the Republic Navy, but has been active on many battlefields as a mercenary commander."
Wolf-Yularen breathed a long sigh of relief and said seriously: "The main formation stops advancing! Order all spaceships to abandon the existing battle line and reorganize the defense line with the Lord as the core!"
The adjutant was shocked, "Sir! This means that we will completely abandon the left and right ships! Especially the right wing will almost certainly suffer a devastating blow!"
"This is better than our entire fleet being devastated!" Yularen slammed his fist on the command platform, "Immediately ask for help from the Republic Council! Tell them that we will do our best to defend the front, but at most we can only I can hold on for another half day!”
"Yes..." The adjutant looked miserable and immediately began to send out signals for help.
"Mercenary Commander... He is just a mercenary commander..." Wolf-Yularen supported the command platform with both hands, his body trembling.
The galaxy is so full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers that a commander who is not in the military and has been a mercenary for a long time can actually hang him up and beat him, a top student who graduated from a regular naval academy, like a child!
The battle that lasted just half an hour had almost destroyed all his confidence!
"There is public channel signal access!" the communications soldier shouted.
In the holographic projection in front, a man as scary as a spider appeared. He was wearing a military coat and holding a pointer, but he was also elegant.
"This... unknown commander over there in the Republic, tsk tsk tsk tsk. I have actually received the gift you gave me! tsk tsk tsk tsk... But I am a greedy person, I still want... more !More! Until the death of all of you is confirmed! Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
Trench said, approaching the communicator directly. His six scarlet eyes almost filled the entire holographic screen, "Now...scream! Run away! Pray! Maybe, you can still survive...Tsk, tsk, tsk." Tsk tsk..."
He dropped the last sentence and then directly closed the public frequency communication.
In the flagship of the Fourth Civilization Fleet, Tang Xiao looked at the information on the public channel, smiled slightly, turned to Ni Yongxiao and said: "You see, this is why I like Admiral Trench very much."
Then he said to Baron Helmut Zemo on the side: "Okay, the battle is almost over. Now it's show time."
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The tragic battle situation was almost immediately conveyed to the desk of Finis Valoran, the Speaker of the Galactic Republic, through hyperspace communication. When he heard the news, his legs softened and he almost fell off his desk.
"How... how is it possible! It only took half an hour for the defense forces of the three sectors... No, this is impossible!" Finis Valorum completely lost his usual demeanor and slapped the table and shouted. .
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