It was precisely because it was so easy to reach the enemy's capital that Giulio felt like he was "unfinished". To put it in layman's terms, the enemy fell before he even exerted any effort.
However, based on scanning, he already knew that in this small country covering dozens of planets, there are still a considerable number of ships. Those are not necessarily all warships, but they should account for a certain proportion. The number of enemy fleets is actually larger than that of Wang Ting.
It is estimated to be much more.
But it was just "more". The battleships he saw were not even as good as the most common battleships of the Human Empire, such as the Moon class.
He didn't know that he was actually facing the Hero-class cruiser originally designed by the Tau to compete with the Moon-class. This is also the most common main battleship of the Tau, although its early and mid-term models are not really capable of competing against the Moon-class.
It is the Moon-class standard of the Empire, but the subsequent improved models have already reached the strength close to the Moon-class. However, because Ke'shan is located in a relatively remote area, most of its hero-class ships are old ships of early models, which is why they are so vulnerable.
.
I don’t know why, but looking at the wreckage of those broken Hero-class cruisers, a poem widely circulated in the ancient Ada navy suddenly came to Giulio’s mind:
I am the sword that pierces the starry sky,
I am the flame that lights up the darkness,
We take the lead bravely,
The flowers of death are our destination.
my beloved,
please don't cry for me,
among the stars,
Flowers will bloom for you,
Those floating wrecks,
It is my eternal tombstone.
Lift your head,
Starlight is my gentle gaze,
I will still accompany you,
Until the end of time...
Suddenly, he felt inspired to write poems. He took out a roll of flexible spiritual bone paper from the tray held by the spindle machine beside him, and wrote this beautiful and cruel poem with only his fingers.
Giulio has been fond of poetry since he was a child, so he was nicknamed "Poetry Star".
After seeing this, the adjutants and prophets on the side clapped their hands and praised:
"The empty tomb, good poetry, handsome star, so elegant."
Still unfinished, Giulio put down the scroll he had written and picked up another one, preparing for an impromptu performance.
However, a voice disturbed his elegance.
"General."
The voice of the technician in charge of the communication facilities rang in his ears.
"The enemy has sent a communication request. The other party wants to talk to you directly. Do you need to help you connect to the channel?"
"The other party's identity?"
Giulio put down the scroll with some annoyance.
"It calls itself...the Messenger of Peace."
"Messenger of peace?"
Giulio was startled, then laughed, and the other Adas around him also let out suppressed chuckles.
After a while, he shook his head and said:
"These inferior blue-skinned monsters also know the word peace? I think they are afraid."
"Xingshuai, do you need to refuse?"
After thinking for a while, Giulio said:
"No, I'm a little curious. Please put it through."
Soon, a golden ball flew over silently, and with a flash of light, a holographic figure appeared in front of Giulio, who was holding the command staff again.
This is the first time that Giulio has seen a living Tau. Before, someone suggested salvaging a few corpses and looking at them. He rejected them, thinking it was a waste of time. Now he is glad for his confirmation, because it is indeed a waste of time.
, even according to their lowest aesthetic standards, the Tau are too ugly, or ugly. To put it bluntly, they are 10,000 times uglier than humans.
Even the prophet on the side turned his head and whispered softly:
"Dirty our eyes."
Giulio also regretted it, but if he lost his grace at this time and would damage the majesty of the royal court, he could only endure the discomfort and look at the Tau man in the image.
It wears a blue robe, its skin is a dirty blue-gray, it has almost no hair, only a lock tied behind its head and thrown behind its back, its eyes are bulging, its mouth has almost no lips, and most importantly, it has no nose.
, instead there is a Y-shaped gap extending to the forehead, which is quite inelegant and embarrassing.
Moreover, he couldn't tell the gender of the other party at all, because according to the information provided by the royal court before the war, titanium did reproduce in both sexes, so this easily involved the issue of address.
But now that it's like this, he doesn't need to think about it.
"Hello, Ada's fleet commander, I am Yana'O'keshan'Shou' Lanier, a mid-level diplomat of the Water Clan."
When this titanium opened her mouth, her voice rang out, full of confidence, and was translated into Ada with the help of simultaneous translation equipment, although it was a bit jerky.
"I have been authorized by the Elemental Council to enter into settlement negotiations with you."
But Giulio didn't answer. Instead, he looked at the other party with great interest, as if he was watching some kind of animal performance.
"The losses our respective forces have suffered in this conflict are senseless!"
Yana continued, even extending her open hands to the battleship:
"I have been studying the ancient Ada culture. I think you are an elegant and orderly race. We can resolve misunderstandings through negotiation and communication. For the benefit of both our factions, I urge you to stop this aggressive behavior.
"
It was difficult to read the Tau's expressions, as most of their expressions consisted of precise stretching of the gaps between the mouth and nostrils, and Giulio was trying hard to tell whether the other person was conscious or not, because this really didn't seem like a diplomatic gesture.
What the senses say is too childish and naive. How can we talk and communicate when everyone is fighting against each other? What is in its mind?
"If you are willing to stop the violence, I will work hard to mediate a peace agreement, and Aether will personally negotiate with you..."
But her next words were interrupted by Giulio's raised hand, and then the star handsome patiently said the first sentence.
"If those two eyes on your face can be used normally, then please open your eyes a little wider and see the current situation clearly. I only need to give an order and it only takes you a blink of an eye to take you little one away.
The planet turns into dust in space, just like your toy fleet. You have failed. The losers are not qualified to negotiate. You can only do one thing... Surrender, no, beg for surrender, and pray for the eternity of mercy.
The Queen and the Great Phoenix King will let you live, but before that, you must disarm all your weapons and let your leader kneel before His Majesty and His Highness in order to gain this qualification."
Yana's eyes widened, her nose tightened, and then she forced herself to be calm and said:
"You just defeated the defense fleet here with a disgraceful raid. Soon the fleets from the surrounding colonial worlds will arrive, and you will pay heavy casualties. This is unnecessary. We don't understand each other, and we have no disputes of interest.
,Why fight like this? What do you need?"
"I?"
Giulio laughed and covered his forehead helplessly.