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The first thousand three hundred and twenty-six chapters lie in the trough of these amazing guys

The actions of the Hessian tribe are completely unpredictable to us, because it has probably been nearly half a month since the imperial spaceship first arrived in this world (the time it took for the remnants of Harlan to escape here), but they have never made any move

, as quiet as if he didn’t know anything, but now, less than two days after the imperial army set up camp, the Hessian tribe actually assembled such an astonishing number of fleets and swarmed over - without any warning or any negotiation, they

Not even a single scout was sent out, but thousands of small swarm-like fleets were mobilized and headed this way!

"What's going on? What is our early warning department doing? Why didn't anyone report such a large-scale military mobilization in advance?"

"I'm afraid there is only one explanation. All the spaceships of these indigenous civilizations do not need to be mobilized." Sivis was very confused about the lack of warning for such a large army mobilization. However, she had her own guess, "There are very few such civilizations.

, but it does not exist. If the other party has a long history of exile and still retains the habits from the exile era, this is possible. All their spaceships are both battleships and homes, and are always on standby.

There is no need for temporary mobilization and supplies. They are like a fighting tribe that uses armor and weapons as daily decorations. If necessary, they can become an army in a second - this is the only explanation."

"So half of them live in the colony, and half of them live directly on the spaceship," Sister smacked her lips in surprise, "Is there really such a race that 'never lands'?"

"Another reason for the failed early warning is that these fleets have no assembly process at all." Sivis first ordered to open the reinforced shield around the Imperial Army's position, and then turned to us, "According to the situation from the deep space probe,

The local natives quickly formed thousands of small fleets, and then these small fleets directly advanced beyond our army. Most military operations should at least have a troop assembly process, but they did not. These natives seemed to plan to directly attack the empire.

The army has completed its assembly at the front..."

This is nonsense! Even though I have little military literacy, I immediately shouted in my heart. I also saw those scattered small forces, the smallest of which only had a dozen or so spaceships. According to the combat effectiveness of the Imperial Army

, sending one or two assault ships over would probably be able to sweep them all away, but as a result, they did not assemble these thin fleets in advance at all, but just like gangsters fighting one after another, moving here almost without any structure.

Squeeze over, yes, gangster fights - I think this description is simply too appropriate. This kind of fighting style in which the whole family, old and young, come together and meet again on the battlefield is very similar to the rhythm of group fights in the back of No. 2 Middle School! This gangster

What exactly is the Mori tribe like...

"Your Majesty! There's something new!" Just as I was muttering about what was wrong with this Hessian tribe, a senior adjutant suddenly reported in the command hall below, and then a large number of people appeared on the holographic projection on the officer's platform.

Image of the Hesse colony star, "It has been detected that the local indigenous colonial planets and space colony stations are slowly changing their orbits. It is confirmed that these large entities have propulsion capabilities, and it is not ruled out that they also have the function of super-light jump!"

"This is the flow of the whole family, old and young," Bubble's voice suddenly sounded on the bridge. Now her body should be serving as the core of thinking in the main computer room. As the hub of the battlefield network, she "watched" the huge troops of the Hessian tribe.

It is clearer: Every deep space probe is her eyes, "The situation is not fun anymore, they look murderous."

"The whole family came out in droves. They couldn't have come to have a party with us." Xiaoxue walked up and down the edge of the officers' platform with her lips curled up, then she narrowed her eyes and silently observed the future scene that was difficult for outsiders to understand.

"It's a misunderstanding: they mistakenly thought that the imperial army was an invader. This misunderstanding can be resolved, as long as..."

"As long as Viska comes forward, I know what you want to say." I pulled Viska over smoothly. The "misunderstanding" Xiaoxue said was an obvious fact. I was surprised why these locals only reacted now.

Why didn't they move when Harlan was wandering around here? Could it be that the Hessian tribe was still collectively slow, "But in this mighty...which one is their flagship?"

"I'm afraid it's none of them," Sister-sama looked at the holographic image with a toothache expression on her face, "Their military system is definitely something we have never seen before... It's really not possible to broadcast it in the whole frequency band, just put Viska's head on all the channels.

Scroll to broadcast."

"Second Madman," I turned to the communicator. The Madman AI was seriously turning his avatar into a big bubble gum, "Stop playing around - did you leave any tokens for the Hessian tribe when you left this place?

Something like that? To identify each other when we meet again one day - after all, most ordinary races cannot live the same lifespan as Xiling Apostles."

Madman AI was particularly confused: "Token? What is that for? Besides, my ship's surname is Chen, and I am the only one."

I knew that Visca would not have thought of such a complicated thing back then, so I didn’t care about any tokens, and ordered the broadcast tower to prepare a full-band broadcast, and then pulled Visca in front of me: "Later..."

"I will say hello to them later," Viska nodded seriously, "I will do a good job."

I nodded happily, but felt a little surprised: Viska is not usually so easy to talk to outsiders. She can indeed be happy and playful in front of her family. But to outsiders, she is basically a piece of ice. Even if I

Pulling her to say hello to a stranger, she has never agreed so happily: According to the serious expression on Viska's face, I know that she attaches great importance to this matter from the bottom of her heart. She hopes to be able to communicate with those Hessians.

Meet the tribesmen.

Although at that time they were just a group of unlucky people who she mistakenly thought were "cargo" and were accidentally stuffed into the cabin of the ship.

Viska seemed to have guessed what I was thinking. She turned her head slightly and grasped the edge of her cloak tightly: "Viska also did good things back then... They were rescued by me."

I understood immediately and raised my hand to touch the little girl's head without saying anything else.

Viska does not have clear and complete memories of many of the things she did in her confusion back then, but this does not mean that she has no feelings about those things - after she regained consciousness and was influenced by us for several years, she was like a person just now

Children who have established three views also have their own sense of morality. She is uneasy, apologetic, and hopes to find even a little bit of evidence that she has been beneficial to others, but this evidence has not appeared for several years. Looking at Huesca now, I feel like

I couldn't help but think of the time when Atlantis returned. The difference was that Huesca was in panic when facing the Atlanteans, but now she was excited and proud.

Now Viska can proudly announce: she has also saved others, and she has also protected an entire race as a savior, and now, as the leader of that special group of vassal races, she wants to bring her family back

.

The whole family of the Hessian tribe, old and young, and the wave of fleets are still swarming towards the Imperial Army's main formation. Almost all the cold celestial bodies in the entire universe have been turned into things that can fly and the energy sources of these things. This makes what we are facing.

For a swarm of almost billions of bees, our radar illuminated the densest part of the Hessian fleet for a moment. The overwhelming clutter transmitted back made my sister open the sound insulation layer of the officer's platform in an instant. However, so far

So far, these black fleets have not sent any information to the Imperial Army: neither a declaration of war, nor an inquiry about our identity, nor an introduction to themselves. I feel that this is a group of silent dead soldiers,

Billions of dead soldiers turned into a tide in silence. I thought of what I saw before when Sandora and I went to the planet of the Hesse tribe: it was obviously a quite peaceful and normal place, and everyone

People are living their quiet days as if they don't know anything. The city is obviously filled with the relaxed atmosphere of peaceful times. I never thought that such an action was brewing in that peaceful atmosphere. Thinking of this, I can't bear it.

I couldn't help but get goosebumps: This tribe... is mentally abnormal.

They can smile and die as a whole family!

"It is expected to make contact with the target's leading troops at a light-minute distance in ten minutes."

An electronically synthesized female voice sounded on the bridge, interrupting my thoughts. At the same time, the communication tower also reported that it was ready for full-band broadcast: This will be a powerful broadcast. The specially modulated psionic energy radiation will break through

Any form of information firewall appears directly on all Hessians' terminal devices. Because the other party always refuses to communicate, we can only take this relatively tough approach. Viska was already prepared, and she came to the communication station

In front of him, he was wearing the same black cloak from back then. The buckle on the front of the cloak bore the logo of the Legion of Doom: I believe this logo is also very important.

I found that this girl was a little nervous.

"The broadcast has started... the channel invasion... has been completely penetrated, General, the other party can see you." the assistant host reminded.

The communication platform should have displayed the image of the Hessian tribe, but we don't know who among them is the commander of this huge fleet, so now there is only white noise in front of Viska, and the deep space probe comes

On the screen, the Hessian fleet was still leaping forward - this lasted for a short time, and then there were signs of chaos in the unprecedented locust army, and some spacecraft began to stop hastily. Some spacecrafts separated inexplicably.

A large army.

Viska thought for a while and forgot the words.

Oh, I think it’s not that she forgot the words, but that she didn’t think of them in the first place...

Viska stared at the entire Hesse family across from the communicator for five minutes with big eyes and small eyes. I can imagine that her dull little face must have been displayed on every display terminal of those overwhelming spaceships.

Well, I personally think that this situation of not being able to say anything before the show is even more embarrassing than forgetting to write the script during the Spring Festival Gala live broadcast - the Spring Festival Gala did not have as high a ratings as today.

"Um..." Viska was stunned for a long time, then remembered that he had to at least say something, so he scratched his hair and asked, "What are you going to do?"

I breathed a sigh of relief. Although this sentence didn't quite fit in with my impassioned thoughts at the beginning, at least it wasn't too bizarre.

Countless channels opposite the communicator roared like a riot in an instant, but order was quickly restored. Then the assistant host reported: "A highest priority communication signal has been detected, and the position of the Hessian flagship has been determined."

My sister nodded: "Take it over."

The holographic image in front of the communicator shook for a moment, and then a pale-skinned man appeared. He was wearing a black cloak that was exactly the same as Viska's. Except for one face, his whole body was covered by the cloak——

Perhaps the closer it is to the general's cloak, the higher the status of this person in the Hessian tribe? The man in front of me looks like he is about forty years old in human terms. He is very thin, but very muscular, with a bright smile on his face.

His lines are sharp and angular, his eye sockets are deep, and his nose is very high, which makes him look a bit like a Westerner on Earth. The middle-aged man has a fair face and looks very energetic, but he is slightly gloomy with a black cloak - giving people

It felt like a dark warrior. The other party looked at Viska blankly with a mixture of confusion, surprise, joy, excitement and other emotions: "General? It's the general?! Why are you here..."

"It's me," Viska scratched her hair. She didn't know how to speak in a formal way and was always straightforward. "I don't know you. Who are you? The current leader of the Hessian tribe? Oh, by the way.

...I said before that I would come back, right? Now I am back."

The confusion on the middle-aged man's face has not diminished at all, but now the joy is even greater: "General, you have indeed returned. I didn't expect that I would become this honored generation. I am Prahan Duhan, Prahan XVI.

And Duhan one thousand seven hundred and thirty-five, you can call me Prahan, it will be my honor - as you can see, the world you left behind is running well, and all the properties are... ancestors!

We made a big mistake!"

When I couldn't figure out the naming method of "Prahan XVI and Dukhan 1,735", the middle-aged man opposite me exclaimed as if his butt was on fire. A man like this

The fact that the high-ranking patriarch was so rude showed that the situation was serious. Even Viska couldn't help but asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? What did you do?"

I thought the other party was saying that the incoming army had offended the general and made a big mistake, but I didn't expect that the other party was saying something else:

"General! You are in this fleet, who are those guys in the black spaceship before?!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation, monthly vote, your support is mine

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