Him and their stars.

Chapter 1766 You Expand the War, and I End the War
The good news is that the joint action of the Circassians is more spirited than expected. The five military district chiefs completed an online "alliance" and swore an oath of blood across light years, stating that they must recapture Katun and restore the glory of Circassia, and that it is their duty-bound responsibility.

If all their forces could be mobilized, they would be equivalent to nearly half of the total force of the Circe Kingdom, and should not be underestimated.

The bad news is that King Brunhildt of Sulu, who was flying above the City of Lonely Night, received another batch of reinforcements.

The fleet she currently commanded had just over 2 ships. The number of ships was small, but the quality was very good. In addition to the Titan ship Angel of Dawn, there were also 8 Dreadnoughts, 8 battlecruisers, aircraft carriers, and the rest were all heavy cruisers and light cruisers.

In short, this eliminates all small warships that lack endurance.

In addition, all of them are cutting-edge warships with a service life of less than ten years.

If the Galactic Empire is a krypton gold game, then this lady who chooses the emperor is definitely a resource-rich player.

In addition, Barbarossa, which had been serving as a wingman for the Angel of Dawn, was still in Katun. The owner of the Barbarossa, Admiral Giafil Ramut, Countess of Helanriel, now acted like the governor of the Circe occupation army.

If nothing unexpected happens, she will soon be besieged by Circe's "Warlord Combined Fleet".

However, Queen Brunhilde seemed to be completely indifferent to her best friend's situation.

The ships and personnel under her command were perfectly configured, but in terms of sheer size, it was still far from being a large army. Compared to the mighty fleet here, it was at most the size of an outpost fleet.

But even so, Brunhildt's fleet was full of drums and gongs, and red flags were flying. Before setting off, King Suliuka even held a press conference with great interest, inviting local reporters from Night City and media from the Alliance.

This is still quite new.

You have to know that the royal aristocrats of the empire are still very particular about etiquette and mystery, and they almost never appear in such occasions of relatively "equal communication".

Hundreds of years ago, the "Immortal Dragon" Emperor Ivenya gave a speech to the citizens and people of the country in front of the TV, and even live broadcast his operations to explain his strategy for governing the country. This is still regarded as a groundbreaking strategic feat.

However, everyone had to admit that with the average appearance and demeanor of the Dawn Royal Family, not being photogenic was simply a waste of cosmic resources. Especially for someone like Brunhilde who could even be called a "flower of the family" in the royal family.

In front of the camera, she is tall and slender, with an unparalleled beauty, full of divine sculptural beauty. As long as she stands in the picture, she will definitely be the center of everyone's attention.

She was dressed in military uniform, about to board the shuttle back to the Angel of Dawn in orbit, and behind her was the huge helipad on the outskirts of Lonely Night.

On the backdrop behind her, the Empire's stormtroopers were marching in neat rows toward the jungle of skyscrapers in Lonely Night City.

At the same time, a large number of human soldiers were also boarding the ship. Their team was neat, but it seemed a little lacking in spirit. They were all wearing gray uniforms, which were the uniforms of the Community Olympus Sector Guard.

Yes, these people were the security forces left behind by the Community, and they didn’t even have time to remove the markings on their uniforms.

"They will be reorganized at the new location and receive training from new instructors. Soon, we will have a loyal and brave stormtrooper, which is the glory of the community with a shared future for mankind." Brunhildt replied.

"Long live the Galactic Empire!" "Long live Her Majesty the Queen!"

The reporters from Xinya cheered. Their voices were not in unison, but their attitude was still very positive. There was even a bit of fanaticism. It was as if after shouting these slogans, they were truly 100% Mr. Di.

Since this was a live broadcast to the entire universe, Yu Lian could also see it. He could only think that this arrogant big cat was really good at playing.

"As for me, I'm about to march towards the earth," she added to the camera, almost as if she were preaching objective truth.

The reporter from the alliance accused him bluntly: "Your Highness, you are expanding the war."

"No one is more experienced than your country in expanding the war," Brunhild said with a smile.

This is about the recent civil war in the alliance. Although the newly appointed commander-in-chief Feno Berenkast has been saying that it was a small border rebellion, it is true that many member states have privately sent you messages, saying that they want to leave the alliance. There is even a leader of a small border country who denounced the human central government of Nephi as an evil slave-owning capitalist. They must resist the tyranny of the Thirteen Families, they want to march into Nephi, and give the entire universe true equality and prosperity, etc.

To be honest, if they just wanted to leave the alliance system, it would really be just a normal border conflict. In the history of the alliance, the member states always kept going up and down, gaining and losing weight, but as long as the directly controlled star regions and core member states were still there, the basic base would not be damaged at all.

However, to say that they were going to march towards Nephi was another matter. This kind of extraordinary separatist would definitely be dealt a heavy blow!
It is said that Congress passed the anti-rebellion bill with unprecedented efficiency, and the Union army marched in with such a mighty force. At this time, everyone seemed to have forgotten that the cause of this series of troubles was nothing more than a small workers' march and an assassination incident without a beginning or an end.

The Alliance reporter never expected that a member of the Imperial Royal Family, who had almost no experience in handling the media, could retort and was stunned for a moment.

"And I am ending the war," Brunhilde continued into the camera.

Her smile was bright and dignified, but the hint of dominance revealed in her morning light eyes seemed to be slowly solidifying.

Yu Lian, who was watching the live broadcast on the Fuxi, always felt that Brunhilde was speaking to him from thousands of light years away. Of course, in order to avoid excessive self-awareness, he decided to cut off the TV signal first.

In short, what is certain is that the fleet led by King Suliuka has left New Atlantis in a high-profile manner and started to march towards the New Baghdad Galaxy, which is to say, the direction of the native Earth.

...The whole galaxy knows about it, so there's no reason why Earth wouldn't know about it, right?
Yu Lian pressed his temples and admitted that he was a little anxious. He was now more worried about the reaction of the Earth than the actions of the imperial pursuers behind him.

So, if the Earth were to make another mess, how would I respond?
Yu Lian sat quietly in the office for ten minutes, consumed a lollipop and three old knives, looked at the latest situation map sent by the Sky Survey Eye, and roughly came up with some ideas.
However, just when he was about to go to the chief of staff to discuss it, he received another communication request from the direction of Nantianmen, and this time, it was even an encrypted communication directly to Yu Lian's office.

The bridge communications management office did not dare to delay and took over the call immediately.

Needless to say, the person who came was Marshal Bonaparte himself. He was still the commander of the entire outer ring war zone and Yu Lian's theoretical superior.

Yu Lian clicked confirm and saluted meticulously.

Marshal Bonaparte didn't even exchange pleasantries, and went straight to the point: "The Earth side asked me to allocate part of the fleet to New Baghdad to help Marshal Ferragu strengthen the defense line there."

Yu Lian suddenly felt his blood pressure rise. However, now was not the time to be furious. In this position, he had already lost the qualifications to be furious.

"What are your plans?" Yu Lian asked.

"I have no more soldiers to send." Marshal Bonaparte sighed, "I have expressed my opinions to the National Defense Committee. I think those bureaucrats will understand what I say as long as they can pass the entrance examination to a technical secondary school."

"What are the facts?"

“The average level of the National Defense Committee bureaucrats is probably not as good as my young son who hasn’t even graduated from elementary school.”

To be honest, this Marshal, whose temperament is like granite, is not very good at joking.

"What did Marshal Paris say?" Yu Lian asked.

"The Military Command Headquarters is negotiating with the Presidential Palace. The old commander is also an old sailor who climbed out of the front-line warships. He certainly knows our difficulties. On the Nantianmen side, if any battlecruiser is transferred away, the situation may be unbalanced." The marshal described the harsh facts expressionlessly. In fact, he was answering the situation on the Nantianmen side in disguise.

Of course, as the community marshal, he also has a broad mind:

"However, Earth has no troops left to defend it, which is a real objective problem. Marshal Ferragu's remaining troops are no longer able to fight. And King Su's fleet will reach Earth in five or six weeks at most."

If it were her, it might not take a month. Yu Lian smiled bitterly: "I can't even get to Earth in this little time."

"You are right, Yu Lian. When the National Defense Committee rejected your proposal and did not take over Chelo first, we were completely passive. I should have supported your opinion more firmly. Who would have thought that the dignified Kingdom of Cherk, a great military power with a long history, would surrender so quickly? After Katun and Chelo fell and the Kingdom of Cherk surrendered, we had already lost."

"The Circassians haven't surrendered yet." Yu Lian could only try his best to comfort them in this way.

Marshal Bonaparte snorted with disdain: "Are you talking about those Circassian warlords? Ha... I was the chief military attaché at the Circassian Embassy. No one knows better than me the exaggerated nature of the Circassians. More importantly, the education I received since childhood told me not to pin my hopes on others."

"If the nobles on Earth had realized what you have, the situation would not have taken a turn for the worse in just one week."

"You don't have to flatter me, General Great Prophet. It makes me feel that you are being sarcastic." Marshal Bonaparte said unhappily: "As for the dignitaries on Earth, they did make some mistakes in their decisions. However, as a wartime government, at least so far, they have done their best. So..."

At this point, he looked at Yu Lian meaningfully and said, "When you are so young, you shouldn't be so anxious."

Yu Lian looked away: "Our topic has drifted a little. So, what is your decision?"

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"I have said that I will try my best to convey my difficulties to the National Defense Committee."

"I see. So, what exactly is your decision?"

Marshal Bonaparte stopped talking. He looked at Yu Lian deeply, and a trace of struggle seemed to flash across his face, but after a brief hesitation, he still said clearly: "I don't know."

"...Your attitude is so frank that it makes me feel ashamed!"

"I know myself well, but you and Yang, a talented military strategist favored by the God of War, are helpless in this desperate situation." He spread his hands helplessly: "Lieutenant General Yu Lian, how long will it take for your fleet to reach Nantianmen?"

"At least, three weeks."

Marshal Bonaparte shook his head and smiled, "Don't lie to me. When you led the remaining fleet to Nantianmen to rush to the distant shore, it took you three weeks to reach the battlefield. But at that time, the whole army was united, and the warships and personnel were in good condition. But now, you have just retreated from the battlefield, exhausted, wounded, and the enemy is chasing behind you."

Yu Lian admitted that the other party was right and could only smile silently.

Marshal Bonaparte added, "Don't worry. After all, I still hold the most powerful strategic decisive battle force of the community. Even if some of the troops are diverted, Nantianmen can still barely maintain a tactical balance."

"…You said three minutes ago that you couldn't mobilize a single soldier."

Marshal Bonaparte laughed heartily: "Hahaha, General Yu, professional soldiers like us have one way of speaking to our own people, and of course another way of speaking to bureaucrats and parliamentarians in civilian clothes."

He put away his smile and gave a solemn order in a serious manner: "Then, your mission is to preserve the fleet as much as possible. Don't force the Nantianmen to come to your aid. As for the major strongholds in the Far Shore Star Region, let nature take its course."

Marshal Bonaparte's attitude today was very confusing, and it has changed several times, which really left me with some psychological trauma.

You know, just five days ago, he was still beating around the bush and asking me to hurry to Nantianmen to meet him.

Yu Lian looked at Marshal Bonaparte. He was really curious about what had caused such a big change in this traditional professional soldier.

"You know what this means, sir?"

"People are fleets, people are fortresses, people are planets. Without people, everything is gone. Young man, what is that look in your eyes? Can I also read military books at night and suddenly have an epiphany?"

"...I understand." Yu Lian finally decided to accept the order. While raising his hand to salute, he said, "Sir, please do not forget the order you issued today. The method of preserving manpower is effective for everyone. The same is true for Commander Yang in the New World."

Marshal Bonaparte was slightly startled, a bitter smile flashed across his face, and he whispered, "How can it be so simple? If military issues can be resolved by military means, the work of professional soldiers will be easier. Moreover, even if it is just a military consideration, this is beyond my ability."

He suppressed his bitter smile and answered seriously, "I will seriously consider it. Lieutenant General Yu Lian, I am the commander-in-chief of the Outer Ring War Zone and the Marshal of the Community. I know what I am doing!"

"Understood, I'm sorry to say this."

"You should take care of yourself first. The Earth side will definitely target your troops. I will try my best to help you deal with it. However, the National Defense Committee and even the Presidential Palace will probably bypass me and give you orders directly."

"Just like they would call the USS Cook. I know what's going on." Yu Lian said.

The National Defense Committee has not called him yet, or called the captain of his battleship, which has made Yu Lian look at their composure with new eyes.

"I have a ready-made reason. It's not perfect, but it's good enough." Yu Lian looked at the Xunli outside the porthole.

Marshal Bonaparte was a little curious, but he was past the age of gossip after all, so he just nodded in understanding: "Then, see you after the victory... Hey, Lieutenant General Yu Lian, will we usher in the final victory?"

Before Yu Lian wanted to answer, he laughed at himself: "Oh, this can't be a question. If Eleanor heard it, she would laugh at me unscrupulously."

She might even take action, Yu Lian thought.

After closing the communication, Yu Lian stood up and looked through the porthole to the battleship next to him that was closest to him.

That was the Dragon Ship Patrol, which always followed closely beside the dreadnought, like a loyal escort carrier for the flagship.

In fact, she has indeed achieved this effect at present.

In the past two days, Feifei and I have taken off from the Pilgrimage on dragons. After all, riding a dragon is a rare way for them to relax and rest. On the one hand, riding a dragon across the starry sky can really boost morale.

The officers and soldiers in the fleet were all elite warriors who had fought many battles, but now that they had lost their main base, they inevitably felt quite insecure. And now, perhaps I was their biggest source of security.

Perhaps, it is because the recent voyages have been smooth sailing?

Just as this thought flashed through Yu Lian's mind, Chief of Staff Mkawa, who was on the bridge, sent a communication: "Sir, Sky Survey Eye 7 reports that the Imperial pursuit fleet has arrived at the I Earl-12 system, with 272 ships."

If we ignore the quality of the ships, the size of this force is equivalent to the fleet currently controlled by Brunhild.

"He's just one of our many followers, but I don't know which one he is." Yu Lian smiled.