In the face of the lives of his compatriots in the entire fleet, his so-called glory as a high-ranking Templar seemed so insignificant.
As the top officer of the Protoss Colonial Fleet, he must first be responsible for the safety and future of the entire colonial fleet.
Therefore, Harlans opened the fleet-wide communication channel and broadcast the intentions of the swarm and his decision to all ships and fighters in the entire fleet.
"My compatriots, my comrades-in-arms, today we will face a major choice.
As you just knew, this fleet standing on the opposite side of our enemy is the executioner sent by the monster who is trying to destroy us!
They harmed our people in another universe, poisoned our world, and acted as the mastermind behind destroying countless things we cherish!"
"Not only that, they have now extended their evil clutches to another universe! Trying to continue killing our brothers and sisters!"
"In their hands, the price we paid has been heavy enough, heavy enough for me to temporarily put aside the old grudges with the insect swarm and join hands to fight the disaster it caused!"
"I have made a decision to unite the swarm and all forces that can be combined to fight for our homeland and avenge the compatriots who died at its hands!
But this is just my decision."
"From now on, the Far Star Colonial Fleet will join hands with our old enemy Zerg to face a more powerful and evil opponent!
However, if any compatriots do not agree with my decision, they can leave on their own at this time.
As an executive, I assure you that no matter what decision you make, I will not be dissatisfied.
I won’t force you, you can choose on your own, but if you choose to stay, you must accept my decision!”
Harens' words immediately caused an uproar in the entire Protoss fleet. Many Protoss crew members and even the captain in the Protoss fleet expressed strong doubts about his decision.
There is no doubt that Harens's influence and prestige among the protoss are far inferior to that of Archbishop Artanis, and his decisions cannot represent the will of all protoss.
So, after a commotion, about one-third of the protoss ships withdrew from the fleet, and sailed across the sky with the words "Take care".
The remaining protoss fleet gradually calmed down, preparing to see what the insect swarm would do next.
Seeing that Harens finally made a decision, the expression on Xue Hua's face gradually relaxed. Although some of the protoss still chose to leave in the end, he was very satisfied with the current result.
So Xue Hua ordered Stukov in the main hive mind to temporarily postpone the movement of mobilizing the Corruptors to attack the flanks of the Xel'Naga fleet, and instead send the assault squadron to the direction of the Protoss fleet, preparing to cooperate.
Together they attacked the Xel'Naga fleet that besieged the Far Star.
"Trust me, Executive, you made the right choice."
In the communication channel, Xue Hua smiled and nodded to Harens.
"I hope so..."
Harlans waved to him with a tired look on his face, then turned around and sat back on the captain's chair, lowering his head and staring blankly at the wrist launcher in his right hand. There was a scarred piece of equipment wrapped under it.
The sky-blue ribbon of honor was the glory he won with his bravery on the battlefield.
Now, he feels that he has failed to live up to this honor, so his mood is naturally very heavy.
"Harens, don't blame yourself, you made a noble decision today."
The executive officer's friend could see the trouble in his heart at a glance, so he walked to him and stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder.
The high-ranking templar raised his head slightly to look at his old friend, and then asked in a very inexplicable tone: "Dulun, I have always had a question in my mind, and I have never mentioned it to anyone..."
"Ask, my friend. Anyway, there is nothing we can do now except wait..."
"...Please tell me, when the Archbishop finally decided to ally with the Queen of Blades, what was he thinking?"
"This is a really good question..." Du Lun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly: "You Templars have been connected to Kara for a long time, and it brings you the most convenient way to communicate with your compatriots.
channels, but it also restricts each individual’s free choice..."
"The decision made by the archbishop naturally has its meaning, and at the same time, it was also a choice he made with his own will after transcending the shackles of the collective.
There are naturally risks in doing this, but now, who can say that he made the wrong choice?"
"So you don't need to understand his mentality when he made the decision. You just need to ask your own heart... to see if you regret making this decision."
"After all... each of us is different, and the situations we face are even more varied."
"There are many things that cannot be generalized..."
Duren's words made Harens fall into deep thought for a long time. He found that what his old friend said was very reasonable. After losing Carla, he and many of his friends were in despair for a long time.
In the past, when deciding many things, they were accustomed to relying on Kara to jointly improve the plan. The final decision was also a group decision.
But now, they suddenly need to make a decision on something alone, and can no longer seek the understanding and approval of other protoss in Kara, which makes him very uncomfortable.
Just now, he actually completed a very controversial decision alone, and as a result, he even incurred the resentment and abandonment of some tribesmen.
However, as Du Lun said, after breaking away from the shackles of the collective, each protoss has different ideas.
Some compatriots are opposed to it, but naturally there are also supporters.
If he were to ask himself, would he regret the decision he just made...
Harlans raised his head and looked at the familiar faces in the command room, and then looked at the big screen, where his fellow fleet members were meeting with the Zerg Corruptor Squadron and preparing to start attacking the Xel'Naga fleet's defense line.
....
The light in his eyes became firmer little by little.
If what just happened happened again, he believed that his choice would not change.
So, he has no regrets!
...
With the help of his old Dark Templar friends, the Protoss Executor completed a journey from collective wisdom to individual choice.
But in the void not far away, the battle between the First Fleet and the Xel'Naga Fleet has just begun.
The giant snake Hernandas was obviously somewhat unable to accept the fact that the swarm fleet could actually compete with its subordinates. It began to drive the giant obelisk warship and move closer from the center of the fleet to the front row of the battlefield.
Obviously, this is something that needs to be done personally.
However, faced with this situation, Stukov did not give up at all.
You have the tip of a needle, and I also have the awn of wheat.
Seeing that the enemy's flagship was preparing to go into battle in person, it naturally stopped holding back and directly ordered the sitting flagship Leviathan to leave the asteroid belt and prepare to have a "discussion" with the opponent's flagship. (To be continued)