"Is it accurate?" General Alfred, who was fighting on Higgs 4, held the message in his hand and didn't notice that his hands were shaking.
He led his troops to fight fiercely with the enemy for a whole day, and the winner has not yet been decided. However, this message told him that the winner had actually been decided more than two hours ago!
The main fleet of the Watchers was destroyed by the Emperor in one blow. Throughout the universe, the fleets of the Airanthil Empire were chasing and killing the Watcher fleet in front of them.
Although the news was received almost a full two hours late, the Airanhill Empire fleet stationed near Higgs 4 and Higgs 11 had already launched a comprehensive counterattack.
These fleets have driven the enemy troops tens of thousands of kilometers away, and the remaining watcher soldiers on the ground have been completely surrounded.
Even if it is still very difficult, even if these troops are still very dangerous, they are already surrounded. As long as they are careful, these guard troops will not be able to make waves.
"Let the troops be careful! Annihilate the effective strength of these watcher troops as much as possible!" General Alfred ordered: "The front-line troops will counterattack in our own control area! Just repel the enemy troops!"
"Yes!" After hearing the order, the adjutant immediately went to deliver the order. Then the ground troops of the Airanhill Empire began to counterattack.
At almost the same time as Alfred launched his counterattack, General Dolenotier also issued an order to counterattack on the ground of Higgs 11.
Compared to the Watchers, the troops of the Elanthir Empire have their own complete command system, so their reaction speed is obviously faster and more unified.
As time goes by, the victory of the Eilanhir Empire has become unstoppable on the entire battlefield.
At this time, the most eye-catching place on the battlefield was still the churning giant space rift.
Even if its surroundings have begun to recover, even if the collapsed parts of it have begun to gradually decrease, it is still dangerous and tragic here.
Most of the Watcher's battleships that were swallowed up by space have been reduced to fragments. These fragments have not turned into magical energy and dispersed because the nearby space has not yet recovered.
However, these fragments have indeed become fragments, and the huge Guardian fleet has been completely destroyed.
There was not a single battleship left, not a single one intact! Hundreds of millions of Watcher battleships were destroyed in one blow, and together with the zeroed Higgs 5, they disappeared from the battlefield.
Just as the space was gradually recovering, a particularly conspicuous piece of space among countless space fragments hit the edge of the space collapse.
Then, this complete space shattered, and the hull of a Watcher warship inside also collapsed.
The next second, on the central battlefield where the entanglement was ongoing and the only one with no winner yet, in the flagship of the Watcher fleet, which was already at a disadvantage in the face of a flanking attack by the two fleets of the Elanthir Empire, in the endless darkness, a
The watchers suddenly stopped moving.
Then, very quickly, the watcher vomited blood and fell to the ground. The watchers around him were stunned, and some even saw long-lost energy fluctuations from the fallen companion.
"Lord Saurons!" A guard commander stepped forward, helped up his fallen companion, and asked nervously: "How...how are you doing?"
"In the area where the space collapsed, I maintained the integrity of the space in my area...but...the energy consumed was really too great." Solens, who had taken up a new body, explained.
The moment he was enveloped by the broken space, he felt bad. But he could no longer escape from his body, so he could only use his strength to maintain the integrity of the space around him.
When the space fragmentation gradually subsided, he found the opportunity to escape. However, even so, he paid a heavy price.
Previously, his body had degenerated into a human form and could no longer be saved. Therefore, he could only be placed in the body of this watcher, as weak as an ordinary watcher.
His original speaking voice has also disappeared, replaced by the unpleasant and sharp voice of the watcher. However, he still has four eyes, so he is easy to identify.
"Retreat..." He didn't care to say anything else. After explaining something, he immediately gave the order: "Let all the troops retreat! Go as far as you can! Immediately!"
His voice was full of trembling, because only he knew what he had just experienced!
It was a hell!
All the space around Saurons collapsed instantly. If he hadn't used all his strength to maintain it, the entire space he was in would have been shattered into powder.
Consuming his own energy to maintain a pitiful space that is only for his own survival, and watching his own fleets collapse and destroy outside, it is simply a kind of torture for Saurons.
What was even more tragic was that what was being tortured at the same time was his thinking. He was the first watcher to know that his own fleet had been wiped out by the enemy, but he was unable to tell the news to others.
In the process of being imprisoned or tortured by the space fragmentation, he watched helplessly as the main fleet of the Watchers collapsed. The attacking troops from all directions suffered heavy losses, and were ultimately defeated.
"Yes! Sir!" A guard commander who heard the order quickly stepped back to convey the order.
Everyone has been waiting for this order for too long, and some people will never hear this belated order to retreat.
Seeing that the Watcher Commander who delivered the order had left, the leader of the Watcher Commander spoke to Solons and said, "Sir! In fact, it's too late!"
"It's too late? What's the situation now...?" Solens was stunned, and asked while adjusting his body to adapt to the new body.
He knew that after losing the main fleet and his own command, the Watchers would definitely suffer a disastrous defeat, but he didn't know to what extent it had already suffered a disastrous defeat.
"We haven't contacted the friendly fleet on the other side of the space rift yet. I think they are finished." With a sense of tragedy, the Watcher Commander answered Sorens' question.
After hearing what he said, Sorens wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand and said in pain: "It is conceivable...their military strength was not superior to begin with, and they have lost reinforcements, so they should have fallen into a disadvantage."
Even for him, it is not easy to forcefully occupy the body of a companion. He still can't adapt to it, and his whole body is still twitching out of control.
"Yes, based on speculation, this is almost certain." The Watcher Commander saw Solens's irregularly twisting shoulders and continued: "So, even if there is no news, they can basically make a judgment.
, it’s all going to be lost.”
Fortunately, here, we still waited for Saurons to escape, and he could still effectively command and dispatch.
But on the other side, communication has not been fully restored yet. In this case, the Guardian fleet, which is at a disadvantage, has no chance of jumping out and ascending to the sky.
As long as the enemy is not a fool, it is impossible to let go of the fat! Is the enemy a fool? Of course not...
Then, the commander continued to briefly introduce the situation on the battlefield: "On our flank, the assault force composed of the enemy's 2nd fleet and the difficult new humanoid weapons has defeated the flank of the main fleet where you were originally."
The main fleet of the Watchers was cut in half by the space rift. One half was on the other end of the rift and lost contact, as mentioned before. The other side was here and still maintained contact with the central fleet.
However, this fleet has now been defeated! Because they have always been responsible for being beaten, and they are facing the most elite Gundam troops.
Before the main fleet of the Watchers was wiped out by space weapons, the troops here were passively beaten, so the current situation is of course worse.
"..." Having figured it out, Saurons remained silent. He also knew that with his main fleet being wiped out, the situation of the troops who were beaten on the flanks would only get worse.
Seeing that Sorens was silent, the commander talked about the central fleet where they were currently: "Now, we are being attacked from two sides. The enemy's 10th fleet is attacking the left wing of our fleet, and the 11th fleet is attacking our right wing.
... Although we are still trying to hold on under attack from two wings, sooner or later the bomb will collapse."
Sorens looked at the other party and said in a high and low tone: "So, I have given the order to retreat!"
The commander gave a wry smile and explained to Sorens: "Sir, it's too late. The only ones who can retreat may be the two squadrons at the rear. The remaining warships have already
Trapped, unable to move."
Originally, the warships of the Watchers were relatively slow. It was simply a dream to escape unscathed without the support of one's own fleet behind them.
Now, leaving the entangled fleet behind and covering the escape of the warships behind it is a good choice for a strong man to cut off his wrist. But no one can tell how much he can escape.
"..." Solons didn't know what to say. Because he was temporarily separated from the command, the current situation seems to have collapsed beyond control!
There was no other way. Because they lost their command and were at a disadvantage for a long period of time, the Watcher's troops maintained an offensive posture and actively sacrificed many troops.
What's even more terrible is that the attack allowed them to maintain contact with the Elanshir Empire fleet. This entangled state also ruined the hope of the watchers to withdraw.
While Sorens was still thinking about how to lead the remaining fleet to escape, the watchman commander continued to speak: "On the other side of us, the enemy fleet has just defeated all our fleets.
It was a massacre... Unfortunately, it was us who were massacred!"
The Watcher Fleet in the Higgs 11th Theater, which was strangled by four fleets of the Airanthil Empire, was completely cold at this time.
They had no time to retreat, or in other words, they did not receive the order to retreat at all, so they maintained a hedging state of attack and collided with the Elanshir Empire fleet.
How could there be a decent ending under such circumstances? So everything had already collapsed, and the winner was decided almost immediately.
Now, it would be good if the four fleets on the flanks of the Airanhir Empire do not cause trouble on the flanks of the Watcher fleet on the central front. It is definitely too much to think of some warships escaping there.
"Alas..." Solons, who had thought everything through, sighed, and said with emotion: "God... God told us, it turned out to be this! The enemy, the enemy actually has a space weapon that can tear apart a universe!
Damn it!”
"Sir, if God cannot provide us with divine power now and allow us to quickly build a fleet with twice or even three times the previous strength, we will have no way to turn defeat into victory!" The watchman commander who reported the situation had sincere eyes.
He looked at Solens and said.
He also knew that this situation was almost impossible to achieve, but it was indeed the only hope for the Watchers to turn defeat into victory.
Moreover, the speed of turning defeat into victory must be fast, because any slower, these guard troops on the front line may not be able to survive.
Not only the troops in the universe, but also the ground troops stranded on the surface of the planet! The three planets of Higgs 3, 4, and 11, combined, have billions of Guardian ground troops.
Waiting for the friendly troops overhead!
Once the space fleet loses effective support and suppression, the troops on the ground will suffer!
Whether it is the suppressive firepower on the space battleships or various airdrop troops, these things will make the ground troops fall into a bitter battle.
Those troops were created with countless divine powers given by God! If they are all lost, can God still use so much divine power to help the guardians rebuild the troops?
Thinking of this, Solons looked at the other party dejectedly, spoke in despair, and lamented in an unpleasant voice: "We... have failed to live up to God's hope!"
After he finished speaking, he twitched again as if he had been burned, and struggled painfully, shocking everyone around him.
Just listen to his loud roar, denying everything in front of him: "No! Impossible! How could we lose? Impossible! No!"
"God is just God...Why won't God lose?" At this time, in the darkness, a voice that was both familiar and strange to all the watchers echoed.
This sound made Solens stop struggling and sit there on his knees as if he had lost his soul.
The other watchers all knelt down devoutly and lowered their heads in the direction of the voice: "Great God, your devout believers have failed your hopes... Please give us another chance. The watchers are willing to help you."
Bring back victory..."
"Well..." The voice echoed again: "For me, the war has already concluded, so... I will deal with you when I come back."
After the voice finished speaking, the power in the darkness disappeared without a trace, and all the watchers heard despair and coldness in the gradually disappearing voice.
