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1683 Confused Commanders

In the center of the battlefield, in front of Higgs 3, the airspace where countless Watcher warships originally gathered was still in chaos.

It is as if the universe has just begun to emerge from chaos, brewing the beginning of everything and declaring the end of everything.

There are overflowing energy and broken space fragments everywhere, and everything collides together, doubling the power of the space fragmentation just now.

If someone were to analyze from God's perspective at this time, they would know that the shocking blow that Chris just launched was actually just the prelude to a horrific destruction.

Chris's full blow only directly caused the space in the entire star field to fragment. In fact, it only lasted less than a second.

Subsequently, in this universe, the laws of nature collapsed, disorder began to spread, and space debris collided on their own, triggering a series of subsequent disasters.

In order to repair this area that has lost its laws, the natural rules of the universe began to take effect, but its energy is also limited, so it cannot completely and quickly restore this area to a peaceful state.

Chris's terrorist attack also broke the application of space magic before the laws of nature to a certain extent. Most of them were just a plane, just using the rules of space.

Another application of space magic, the space jump engine, compresses space tearing into a relatively small range.

For someone like Chris to intentionally challenge the rules and directly expand the scope of space collapse to cover the entire universe, this has actually never happened before.

Now, this thing has happened, the natural rules have been challenged, and everyone has seen that the result is no longer that simple to repair, and it will take a long time.

The collision of space fragments intensified the violent vibrations in the entire collapsed universe. Each collision was equivalent to a meat grinder, tearing apart all objects inside.

This is almost a restoration, a restoration of huge meteorites, mountain-like wreckage, and the Destroyer battleship as huge as a planet, all into tiny particles.

The watchers who were immediately torn into pieces became the luckiest group of unlucky guys. The remaining watchers personally experienced the sour feeling of their bodies turning into powder during the process of space collapse.

The screams vibrated in the confined space, but could not spread even a few centimeters away.

And because of the complete collapse of space rules, the internal energy has also lost the restraint of rules, and the raw matter that builds the world is also stirring and rolling everywhere along with the cracks in space.

Compared with this area, any description of hell seems too unimaginative. This is simply an area in hell, a real purgatory on earth!

The warships of the Watchers that were close to the edge of space collapse turned and fled, while those that were closer exploded and shattered.

In short, this place is completely hopeless, and many of the warships of the watchers are even hovering there like fools, not knowing whether to stay or go.

They just stared at the battlefield blankly, not knowing where to go, as if they were stupid, hovering at the edge of the collapsed universe, as small as grains of dust.

On the ground of Higgs 3, everyone who saw that the entire sky seemed to be shattered and even the reflection of light became strange, forgot about the fierce battle going on around them.

The guardsmen's soldiers stopped attacking in a daze, and many soldiers raised their heads and stared blankly at the sky.

On the battlefield, on a high ground, the Watcher Commander, who was commanding his troops to attack the defense line of the Eilanhill Empire, looked up at the sky and asked with confusion: "What exactly happened?"

A commander standing next to him replied anxiously: "We can't contact Lord Saurons, and we can't contact anyone else either."

Just after the strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, they tried to contact all the troops and tried to figure out what happened.

As a result, they were unable to contact Sorens, nor were they able to contact their own main fleet.

Immediately afterwards, the commander of the watcher continued to explain: "It is not completely impossible to contact us. We can contact our fleet on the flank, but their situation is not good."

Due to the shielding of space fragmentation, the communication between the troops on the other side, that is, near the planets Higgs 4 and Higgs 11, has been completely cut off.

As for when it will be restored, it is a question that no one knows. The Watchers did not establish a communication network similar to that of the Elanshir Empire, so their direct connection was completely destroyed by the fragmented space.

The Airanhill Empire is different. There are many satellites and space stations behind the battlefield that are dedicated to supporting communications. Although it takes a little longer to bypass the space fragmentation area, it can still ensure the most basic communications.

Another guard's face was distorted, and he said sinisterly: "Not only is it bad, they have collapsed!"

As he spoke, he looked at the leading commander: "The fleet on the flanks is retreating, but they have been bitten by the enemy and have been routed along the way, suffering heavy losses."

There was no need for the flanking fleet to hide the situation of the battle. They were already passive at this time and the situation was completely out of control.

The Watcher fleet closest to the edge collided head-on with the reinforcements from the 2nd Guards Fleet of the Elanthir Empire, and fell into chaos after a brief exchange of fire.

Subsequent reinforcements could not arrive on time. Relying solely on their original strength, these Watcher fleets were no match for the 2nd Guards Fleet.

The 1st Guards Fleet, which was originally intended to be flanked by the Watcher Fleet, now launched a full-scale counterattack with the support of the Empire's 1st Fleet.

The winner was decided almost immediately, and the outnumbered Watcher fleet completely collapsed. At this moment, it had retreated to the vicinity of Higgs 3.

The Higgs 3, which had been surrounded by heavy siege due to the retreat of the Airanthil Empire's space fleet, has actually been freed from the siege.

Of course, the ground troops of the Watchers already know all this, and the ground troops of the Elanshir Empire seem to also know it.

The situation on the battlefield seems to have reversed. If the watchers don't come up with new trump cards, the outcome will be determined.

The faces of several commanders were ugly. The leading commander looked at his subordinates and said with some difficulty: "On the main fleet, the last time we got news was that Sir Solons ordered a full-scale attack, and

The enemy's defense line has been broken through..."

This was the news about an hour ago, and it is still the order that the watchers are executing. However, everyone is very clear that the situation seems to have changed.

"I haven't received any orders from Lord Saurons since then, no reinforcements, no changes to previous orders..." A subordinate seemed to be reminding his superior.

"Yes! Sir! Then we couldn't contact the main fleet. Moreover, the sky... doesn't look good!" Another watcher commander also reminded worriedly.

Everyone knows that the sky does not look good. Moreover, the news from other sources is already very clear at this moment.

"Later, about a few minutes ago, a battleship sent a message saying that they saw that the space where the main fleet is located is collapsing!" The leading commander told the almost certain news.

"How is this possible?" A group of commanders exclaimed. Although they also had conjectures and heard the rumors, they still showed expressions of disbelief when they heard that the matter was true.

The leading commander sighed and said in his ugly voice: "Anyway, look above our heads, the space is indeed oscillating!"

"Damn it, what on earth did those bastards of Elanthir do..." One of his men clenched his fists and muttered through gritted teeth.

The commander next to him heard his muttering and said, "No matter what they did, the current battlefield situation has indeed begun to turn against us."

"Yes, it is a fact that the fleet on the flanks collapsed. Contact was lost on the frontal battlefield. It is also a fact that Lord Saurons cannot continue to command the battlefield..." The commander at the head had no choice but to tell everyone about the current situation and let everyone join in.

Find a way.

The most terrible thing was that Sorens had no new orders, and no one was willing to take the responsibility of changing Sorens's orders, so things came to a standstill.

After all, if someone gives an order to retreat at this time, if it affects the decision-making and gives up the victory, it will really be a dead end.

But on the other hand, if everyone doesn't make their own decisions at this time, if they really lose, it will be a devastating thing.

No one could do anything, so the leader of the Watcher Commander could only continue what he said and ask: "The question is, what should we do in this situation now?"

"No one knows what to do...Order an attack now, or order a retreat?" A commander spread his hands and said helplessly.

Just when a group of people didn't know what to do, a commander ran over in a panic and brought even more desperate news.

I just heard him panting, saying one sentence after another: "No, it's not good... Just now, the news just came... It said that a nearby warship saw, saw..."

The leading commander had a look of contempt on his face and asked coldly: "What did you see?"

He felt that he had heard enough bad news today. If there was any more disappointing news, how could he be more desperate?

What could be more despairing than that the fleet on the flank has collapsed? What is more despairing is that Lord Saurons has lost contact?

With the contempt on the face of the leading commander, the breathless commander replied: "I saw Higgs 5... being completely destroyed in the shattered space!"

"What?" When the commander heard the news, he didn't react for a moment. After all, too many things happened in the past hour.

The commander who came to deliver the message thought that his superior did not understand, so he explained it again: "Planet Higgs 5! The entire planet! It collapsed and shattered with the collapse of space, and then exploded!"

"Damn..." This time, the watcher commanders who came back to their senses were all shocked. They thought there was just something wrong with the space in front of them, but no one thought that the scope of the space collapse was so large.

big!

This is almost equivalent to covering the entire main fleet of the Guardian! In other words, the entire range of space fragmentation may destroy the entire main fleet of one's own!

"Then what should we do now? Retreat?" After a long silence, a commander finally asked a question that brought everyone back to their senses.

Yes, at this time, the fleet has already encountered a serious problem. Should it temporarily retreat to preserve the troops on the ground?

The leading commander gave a bitter smile and asked in his ugly voice: "Retreat? If there is a problem with the main fleet, how can we retreat? Where can we retreat to?"

Yes, everyone has reacted. If the fleet in outer space is completely repelled, how can the ground troops left on the planet Higgs 3 leave?

They don't have the ability to leave. As God's eagle dogs, most of them choose to return to nature and dissipate themselves after cleaning up this place.

However, it is one thing to complete the mission of God and dissipate and sublimate oneself, but it is another thing to be defeated and eliminated.

If the soul does not have the power to rest, then what is the purpose of self-dissolution for them, the guardians?

"Now we can only pray to God, praying that we will win the battle in space..." Seeing his frustrated subordinates, the leader of the group encouraged everyone with a voice that was better than nothing.

Unfortunately, his encouragement did not have much effect. He himself vaguely heard someone quietly asking a question that he also wanted to know: "Who is going to tell me what happened to our fleet?"

No one could tell him what exactly happened, because many commanders of the Elanthir Empire did not know what happened.

The fleets fighting in space and the ground troops struggling to support them still don't know that the situation of the battle has been easily changed.

Even the battle situation remained tragic because the guards did not receive the order to retreat, or they would never receive the order.

Without an order to retreat, the commanders of the Watchers could only stick to the previous combat orders and maintain the previous offensive posture until they could no longer support it.

Even if they know the news that the main fleet has been completely destroyed, no one dares to issue an order to retreat because it is very simple, no one on the entire battlefield can bear this responsibility!

Only Sorens can give such an order, but Sorens still doesn't know whether to live or die.


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