Him and their stars.

Chapter 1767 Feifei is a woman who can become a trainer

Yu Lian not only knew that there were pursuers from the Empire, but also that the pursuers were quite large. After all, during the previous Battle of Said, he saw with his own eyes that even though he had seized the Dragon Ship Pilgrimage and imploded the Tirrero Brave Advance, the overall reaction of the Empire Army was still relatively stable and calm.

At all times, they kept at least a quarter of their fleet as a general reserve.

Needless to say, it was prepared for pursuit.

Yu Lian wanted to run away, the Empire knew that Yu Lian wanted to run away, and Yu Lian also knew that the Empire knew that he wanted to run away. At this point in the battle, both sides actually had a tacit understanding.

For the Empire, no matter whether Yu Lian can really escape or not, they must be fully prepared.

Yu Lian could even be certain that when his side had just embarked on the thousands of miles homeward journey, the Empire's pursuit fleet had probably also completed its formation and was about to set off in a grand manner.

It was obvious that the Empire's pursuit fleet was gathering its strength. If it had not been deliberately planning, it would never have been so efficient.

In fact, he had just led the fleet away from the battlefield of Sai De, and the reconnaissance ship left at the end had already confirmed the existence of the Empire's pursuers. The number was unknown, but it was at least around 200, and it must include the murderous capital ships.

At that time, Yu Lian was ready to launch a counterattack and give the enemy a head-on blow.

However, the pursuing Imperial fleet seemed to have sensed their intention and actually slowed down, allowing them to distance themselves from them.

In comparison, the situation on the Athena was more intense. On May 5, they had a small-scale firefight with the Imperial pursuit fleet in the Luknar Corridor-D19 system.

Ten new Imperial destroyers suddenly accelerated and rushed over, trying to torpedo the Earth warships that were lagging behind. This was a type of destroyer that no one had ever seen before, with extremely fast charging speed, fierce firepower, and even maneuvering with a bit of the charm of a torpedo ship.

Of course, under the surveillance of the light-wing fighters, no matter how advanced the destroyer is, it is impossible to achieve any objective results. This kind of operation is more of a harassment than an attack.

When the destroyers realized that they could not gain any advantage, they immediately turned around and fled.

Afterwards, the imperial pursuit fleet on the Lu Corridor side gradually slowed down its pursuit speed.

Just like this, the Imperial Fleet, whose number is unknown but whose size is certainly huge, is like a big man with a burly body, a ferocious smile, and a wrench in his hand. He follows you with a broken smile on his face, and keeps a distance that you can definitely see with your own eyes. If you are slow, he is also slow; if you are fast, he is also fast; if you run, he will not chase you; but once you can't run anymore and turn a corner, you can see him again.

He still has that grin that shows his undoubted good intentions, and even waves a wrench around to do some radio gymnastics at you.

...Indeed, it sounds infuriating.

Yu Lian guessed that the Imperial Army did not intend to fight to the death with their side in the Far Shore Nebula, but just wanted to keep the pressure on their side in order to restore their physical and mental strength.

And now, when the enemy approached again, Yu Lian confirmed his guess again.

This may be a tactic with some practical significance, but unfortunately it seems a bit tasteless.

"Well, our vast followers are trying every possible way to increase their presence, but at the moment, it doesn't make much sense."

So far, the morale of the entire army has remained in a fairly stable state, as if it had completely ignored the imperial pursuers.

Chief of Staff Mkawa said, "It's not that the Empire's tactics are useless, it's just because they encountered you."

Yu Lian felt a little heartbroken for a moment.

This old, serious, yet upright chief of staff has learned to flatter. Isn't this a kind of degeneration? Can the upright atmosphere of the fleet be maintained? Is he really going to become the "ink" in "those who keep company with ink will become black"?

The chief of staff explained, "Because we all trust all the decisions you make, whether it's telling us to rush forward or to turn back to fight, we are all willing to execute them without compromise. If you order us to turn around immediately and fight back to Sai De to fight the main force of the enemy, we will do it without hesitation."

The other party's words were very sincere, and Yu Lian had to believe it, but he could also hear that the Chief of Staff seemed to have something else in his words.

Was he secretly admonishing me that I should be cautious in making decisions because my words were final? For this old soldier who was a staid member of the Discipline Committee, this was probably the limit of what he could do.

Yu Lian stared at the other person across the screen, but was shocked to find that the Chief of Staff, who was more than twice as old as him, had averted his gaze on his own with a trace of panic on his face, as if he had just done something disrespectful.

Yu Lian was very glad that he did not feel the slightest bit of displeasure after being offended, but rather a little relieved. This might mean that even though he was climbing higher and higher, and his life state was getting further and further away from that of a decent human being, at least in the spiritual realm, there was still room for salvation.

He called out, "Chief of Staff, can you confirm the exact identity of the enemy flagship?"

The veteran quickly switched to a qualified chief of staff and explained: "The reconnaissance destroyer Turtledove 211 is trying to detect more details, but the Imperial Fleet is heavily guarded and difficult to approach. The only certainty is that this fleet includes a Flame Dragon-class dreadnought and at least three battlecruisers." Well, just based on the combat power on paper, it is enough to fight a big battle with us.
"Then let the Sky Survey Eyes conduct a closer reconnaissance. I need to confirm whether this fleet is the same one we discovered last week."

When retreating, Yu Lian of course took all the Sky Survey Eyes with him. This automatic detector, which costs as much as a cruiser, is really useful, not to mention that it has been strengthened by Xiao Hui.

In terms of reconnaissance effectiveness, it might be better than the professional reconnaissance ships carried by most experienced captains.

Of course, in order to ensure that nothing could go wrong, the Chief of Staff also deployed several reconnaissance ships. They did not dare to approach for reconnaissance, but they also sent the same report as the Sky Survey Eye.

"understand!"

Yu Lian thought for a while, consumed a lollipop and an old knife, stood up and left the room, walking towards the bridge.

The commander's office and living room is not far from the bridge, and it won't take long to get there even at a walking pace.

He walked through the dome corridor on the top floor of the ship, and as he moved forward, his eyes swept across the porthole to the Dragon Ship Tour. At some point, the Royal Dawn emblem on the golden dragon ship had been scraped off, and in its place was painted the emblem of the Community Space Fleet and a larger red character.

...Well, this is really too much. Even if it spreads to the Empire, it won't cause any trouble, but if it spreads to the dignitaries on Earth, it won't sound good either, right? This doesn't seem to be Feifei's idea.

As soon as this thought flashed through Yu Lian's mind, his dynamic vision, far superior to that of ordinary people, clearly caught the fantasy beast with flame-colored wings flying past the warship. The bright spiritual light formed a scarlet color like flames, enveloping the giant beast's swift-like body, as if lighting up the entire starry sky around it by several brightness levels.

The ordinary soldiers in the corridor probably just thought they saw a comet passing through the sky, but they still waved their hands and cheered.

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Of course, Yu Lian saw the figure of the space beast under the flames. No matter how you looked at it, it was a magical giant bird with a wingspan of 100 meters, covered with feathers that seemed to be made of flames. Even its head had distinct features like a beak and a crown, and its shape was exquisite and gorgeous. Three pairs of organs that looked like eyes contained spiritual light, like a gem with a ball of fire burning inside.

"So, how can it look like a dragon? Birds are descendants of dinosaurs, so they are also dragons, right?" Yu Lian sighed.

He now feels that the so-called eight-star "dragon" theory is entirely derived from the cultural bullying of the Tirulo people.

"Yeah. I think so too. Rather than a dragon, it's more like a phoenix." Feifei's voice sounded at the terminal.

“Isn’t it? If I change my worldview, I will clearly be on the road of no return as a trainer.” Yu Lian sighed.

"Oh, is this the new script that Yu'er is preparing to write recently? The war is dangerous, but Yu'er still has such a refined interest. If this gets out, everyone will feel more at ease."

"Let's just take it as it is. In general, it's about a boy who wants to be a champion, but has never won any trophies in the professional arena for more than 20 years. All the girls left him, but his pet electric mouse stayed with him."

"…It sounds like another sad realistic story."

This flaming "dragon" has now slowed down, and the wings made of flames seem to have stagnated, revealing a figure wearing a heraldic machine sitting on the dragon's back, and waving to Yu Lian.

If it’s not Feifei, who else could it be?
Of course, with her current abilities, she could still stand on the dragon's back and travel through space even in a water ski suit, just like surfing. However, this would have a huge impact on the crowd. By then, morale would not be boosted, and if there was a pathetic thick barrier between them, wouldn't that have the opposite effect?

Yu Lian looked at the mount lying at Feifei's feet again: "Is this the most arrogant Flame Winged Dragon? Is it finally behaving itself now?"

"He's just stressed. We need to be patient and loving when dealing with small animals." Feifei looked like a core member of the animal protection group.

The flame-winged dragon she was dealing with now was the strongest and oldest of the four remaining "dragons" on the Xunli. However, it was also the proudest one. It was quite uncooperative when Feifei was trying to seize the ship.

If he hadn't lost two teeth from that slap, he would have probably gone crazy on the boat.

However, the facts now prove that beasts are beasts after all. There are no loyal beasts, only beasts that have not been disciplined enough. Although Yu Lian would rather see the fire dragon be arrogant, if he wants to be used as a weapon, it is better to be submissive.

"Can it be of any use?"

"It's still a little short of the mark for a head-on attack, but it's enough for a favorable battle. Colonel Walter will try it later. A tamed dragon is essentially the same as a tamed warhorse."

"Sure enough, Feifei actually unlocked a hidden profession like Trainer!"

"Thank you. If Yu'er wants to discuss your new script with me, just wait until I get back." Feifei drove the huge Flame Winged Dragon towards the direction of the Xunli, and continued to report: "In addition, the hangar converted from the Dragon's Nest is also operating very smoothly."

"I have seen this. The captain and the engineering team have done an excellent job. However, won't the star dragons be dissatisfied with this?"

"This is like renovating the house next door! Dissatisfaction is inevitable. The key is to see how to convince these children in a friendly way." Feifei stretched out the iron foot of the emblem machine and rubbed it on the back of the flame dragon, as if trying to grind off the mud on the sole of her shoe.