The flagship where Babania is located is now in chaos. Several medical staff are providing emergency treatment to Babania. The command is temporarily taken over by his adjutant, Babaviro.
Speaking of Babavero, he was collapsed at the moment, and he was not even a little excited about gaining command power.
After all, this is a fatal situation!
And now Barbarvero doesn't know how to direct the next step.
He didn't feel it when he was an adjutant, but when he actually took the role, he realized how difficult it was to be as decisive and without delay as Babania usually did.
Even for Babavero, this is no longer a question of whether it is difficult, but that he simply cannot do it.
In the end, Babavero made a shameful decision that he originally thought he would never make in his life.
Apply for tactical guidance from the base camp!
In the fleet of the Babavi Empire, there is a rule that when the frontline generals think that they are not capable enough to win, they can request tactical guidance from the base camp.
Based on the battle situation on the front line, the base camp will convene corresponding advisors and generals to brainstorm together and make corresponding tactical suggestions for the front line.
Although there is indeed such a rule in the Babavi Empire, no general has applied for it for tens of thousands of years. After all, it is too embarrassing, so forget it. The key is that once you apply, you
Your military career is over!
When the request for tactical guidance was sent to Barbarea, Barbarea was also confused. If other generals applied, he would still understand.
But he never thought that no one had applied for tactical guidance in the past ten thousand years, and the applicant would be Babania.
"Huh? Where's Babanya?"
After connecting the communication? Barbarea asked doubtfully.
"Your Majesty Barbarea? Marshal Barbarea has been over-stimulated and is now in a coma? The medical team is treating him!"
"Then it was you who issued this application for tactical guidance?"
"Yes? Your Majesty, the situation is very bad now? I know that I don't have the ability to deal with it, so I had to apply for tactical guidance."
After hearing what Babavero said? Barbarea also understood.
Nearly 20 million battleships? And in such a predicament, except for Babania, no one else in the expedition fleet really dared to take command at will!
Is it no wonder that his adjutant asked for tactical guidance? After all, this situation is completely beyond his ability.
So? Barbarea didn’t mean to blame Barbarvero.
"I will immediately summon all the high-ranking generals and military advisors in the empire. I will switch the chain of command in ten minutes. You must be prepared. I will need you to explain the details later!"
"Yes, Your Majesty Barbarea!"
Soon, the highest order from the emperor spread throughout the empire in an instant. Everyone who received this order was the imperial general who led the army alone, and even some famous generals who had retired from the empire received this order.
A convening order? Asking them to immediately enter the designated virtual conference room as ordered.
A few minutes later, in a huge virtual conference room, no less than a thousand generals had gathered. All the generals were a little confused. After all, the order only said that someone had applied for tactical guidance before this call was held.
Therefore, all the generals who came thought that they would only gather a few people, or at most a dozen people.
But what is the situation now? There are already more than a thousand people in the entire conference room, okay, and people are constantly joining in. And why do the few people over there look so familiar? Are they not the ones who have been retired for hundreds of years?
An old general?
In short, everyone was a little confused and couldn't figure out what happened. Not to mention the application for tactical guidance that had not appeared in tens of thousands of years, the application for the guidance group convened now was terrifying enough.
Two minutes later, all the people who had been summoned arrived. Barbarea stood up and began to explain the situation. In the process, everyone in the conference room had shock written on their faces.
They knew that Babania had summoned 30 million warships to go on an expedition, but they didn't expect that it was because a fourth-level civilization appeared on the Orion Arm. What they didn't expect was that Marshal Babania's 30 million-strong army was now even more powerful.
Facing a situation of total annihilation.
After Barbarea finished speaking, he forwarded Babavero's communication and asked him to explain the current battle situation in detail.
At this time, everyone realized that it was Babanya who was unconscious and his adjutant initiated the application for tactical guidance, not Babanya himself.
However, after listening to the battle report, the entire conference room fell silent.
This is a completely unsolvable deadlock. There are not as many troops as the opponent, and the terrain advantage lies with the opponent. The key is that the opponent not only has a weapon that can be called a powerful weapon, but also has the ability to block the jump. What else is going on?
all?
No wonder Babanya fell into a coma due to the stimulation! No wonder his adjutant requested tactical guidance!
Now everyone understands, but it doesn’t matter who comes in!
Barbarea was in the main seat, looking at the nearly 2,000 senior generals of the empire below who all fell silent, and their faces were very ugly!
"What? Are they all mute?"
Barbarea shouted to the generals below very unhappily.
"Your Majesty Barbarea, please forgive me, this is a complete dead end, there is no way!"
"What we should do now is to immediately mobilize the entire empire, shift all productivity to warship production, and immediately carry out large-scale military expansion!"
"According to my judgment, after the opponent eats our 30 million army in Vilas, he will definitely take advantage of the situation and march on the main arm. We must be prepared for this!"
"Since it is not clear whether the more than 30 million warships in Vilas are the entire combat force of the opponent or a part of it, for the sake of safety, I suggest expanding the force to 100 million warships within ten years!"
"Besides that, Your Majesty should contact the Vera Alliance immediately for help!"
An old Babawi man stood up and said in a leisurely manner, this is Baba Taina, the previous marshal of the Babawi Empire, who is now 3,800 years old.
As mentioned before, the Babavi evolved from turtle-like creatures, and longevity is their unique racial talent.
Generally speaking, a healthy Babawi has a lifespan of about 3,000 years, but there are also some Babawi who live longer, and Baba Taina falls into this category!
Even though he is 3,800 years old, he is still in good spirits and does not feel like he is dying at all.
Although what Babatena said did not sound very good, everyone here understood that he was right.
In fact, even Barbarea understood that even before summoning all the generals, he knew that the expeditionary force was hopeless, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that someone would come up with a miraculous idea.
However, ideals are good, but the reality is that miracles will never happen!