Him and their stars.

Chapter 1945: It may be a trap
Yu Lian mourned for the soldiers of the Magus Fleet for three seconds in his heart, sincerely hoping that they would receive good treatment from the Cosmic Spirit. At the same time, he looked up and down at the leader of the rebels behind the screen, and then said in a serious tone: "Peleliu!"

"The students are here." The young man from Franmore responded in a serious voice, just like he did at the War God Festival that year.

The corner of Yu Lian's mouth twitched subconsciously.

Of course he knew that this young man considered himself his follower and disciple, but calling himself a "student" at this time inevitably reminded him of the Holy Spear Sister with a mercury penis.

He struggled to maintain his outward sternness. "Your brother, Herito, is still alive. He has become a guest (captive) of the Spiritual Research Society. He is studying the dialectical relationship between the virtual world and the world of treasures with my senior brother. This is an important research that can expand the boundaries of mysticism!"

The leader of the rebel army did not expect to hear his brother's name here. He was slightly startled, and it took him a long time to understand what Yu Lian meant. He immediately said with great joy: "Then my only confusion is gone. From now on, I can go into battle with ease."

It can be heard that the relationship between these two brothers is quite good. They are not at odds with each other just because one is an imperial official and the other is a traitor.

Thinking about it more carefully, Yu Lian had indeed never heard Herrito say a bad word about his brother.

If I hadn't intervened, this would have been a pair of inspiring young men who were friendly and respectful to each other. Decades later, "He Wen" might have left his own record in the Jade Book of the Heraldry Academy.

Of course, now this surname is destined to go down in history, of course in the opposite way.

Yu Lian said: "Now has come to the critical period of research, Mr. Helito is very important to us. When the matter is settled, Senior Brother Tan Tai will choose a place to send him off with a gift, and let him go to find you."

As for He Wen's eldest brother, Yu Lian didn't mind releasing him at all.

Although he had become a Privy Councilor of the Empire in his previous life and was a loyal confidant promoted by Brunhild, his loyalty to the Empire was actually limited, and he was essentially still an orthodox person.

In this timeline, they have no friendship outside of official business, so of course there is no chance to perform the old-fashioned drama of the king and his subjects getting along well.

Moreover, after the Metamorphosis Battle, he should have been dead in the records of the Imperial Privy Council, so it was impossible for him to return to the Empire. Then, he was most likely to return to his brother's side.

By that time, the rebels might have an extra master of mysticism and an invincible expert. If Peleliu is backstabbed again, he will have a most reliable supporter.

Peleliu smiled and said, "Well, I think if he were free, he might leave the empire and become a knight-errant. With my brother's personality, he would either pursue a career in politics or travel the world."

"He is not suitable to be a rebel against me." Peleliu added: "Of course, being in a mess is actually a way of practicing. Deep down, he is closer to a true practitioner of mysticism. The eldest son in the family always has to study, go to work, do things, and support the family step by step. Only a young son like me has the opportunity to think wildly!"

This young rebel leader is certainly an unruly rebel, but this does not mean that he can empathize with the hardships and difficulties of those who live by the rules, nor is he grateful that they choose to carry on with their lives.

In other words, no matter how unruly a rebel is, only if he understands these things can he become a true rebel.

There is no doubt that Peleliu Riverman is indeed the latter.

Yu Lian said: "I will transfer a batch of warships to you."

"I have heard this from Admiral Deng. Thank you for your support!" The other party was not polite at all. Compared with his brother, he was obviously looking forward to these warships.

Yu Lian certainly did not hide it: "These are all warships that have experienced many hardships and have accumulated a lot of hidden injuries. I have tried my best to repair them to a usable state."

"That's much better than the armed merchant ships that we've worked so hard to build up over the past few years. At least next time we encounter a local security fleet, we won't have to flee. If there's a chance, we can even try to directly attack the Empire's supply lines."

The leader of the rebel army expressed sincere gratitude to Yu Lian, but he was not so grateful that he shed tears or was overwhelmed. We were all pragmatic and serious people, and if we did something too exaggerated, it would seem too hypocritical.

For Yu Lian, all people and organizations that could cause trouble for the empire were potential allies, and there was no need to miss the chance to help.

In this case, giving a batch of damaged, half-healthy warships that cannot be taken away to the opponent is the most cost-effective approach.

As for the leaders of the rebel army on the other side, they also understood their situation. With warships in their hands, their space for action would naturally expand, allowing them to survive longer and have more strategic options.

Of course, they may also have attracted more attention from the empire due to their expanding power, leading to their early demise. This is a matter of opinion.

Objectively speaking, this is a perfect deal that benefits both parties.

Yu Lian said: "I will stay here for another 24 hours to send the fleet to Bazan City to wait. You can go and get them after you meet your subordinates. You have less than 10,000 men now, and you don't have enough manpower to make good use of these warships."

"The student union will use Bazan City as its base and lie dormant for a while. I can see that the Imperial devils' siege of the Diamond Nebula will not last long," he said.

Yu Lian certainly understood what the other party meant: "So I am going to become a cannon fodder to attract your attention."

Peleliu looked away a little awkwardly, but still said solemnly: "Actually, this... hehe, this is just an objective fact. I just went with the flow."

He was quite confident and righteous. He was so thick-skinned that he was indeed a qualified leader.

Yu Lian said with relief: "Then, try to survive to the end. If you can hold on until the day of victory on the battlefield, and you still have surviving warships in your hands, I am willing to exchange them with you for the most advanced warships of the same class. These ships are tattered, but they are all meritorious ships worthy of being put in museums."

"I understand! Since it is a cultural relic, students will definitely use it with care." Peleliu smiled knowingly and politely expressed his respect for the meritorious warship.

He then added: "When the situation here is not so tense, I may lead the fleet through the Gate of Glory and head to the Glory Colony Star Zone to join forces with the Tartar resistance organization there."

Yu Lian gave him a meaningful look and said, "This is a strategic move by your rebel army. Why do you need to inform me? We are not subordinate to each other, right?"

"If I report this to you, who else can I report to? Just ask me to find a psychological support for yourself." He said half-jokingly and half-seriously, then straightened his collar, saluted Yu Lian solemnly, and said goodbye.

Yu Lian was very pleased, but he couldn't help but feel that something was wrong. This guy wasn't his subordinate, so why did he have to show such loyalty? In addition, the unfortunate kid saluted with a standard imperial military salute, which made Yu Lian immediately recall the virtual timeline that had already passed. In that timeline, even those famous imperial marshals and invincible knight commanders saluted him in this way, and each one was more standard than the other.

It's really unforgettable...ah, it's really annoying!

Yu Lian pinched his palms, slapped himself, and consumed an old knife that cost three yuan a pack, plus a lollipop that cost five yuan a bunch, before his mental fluctuations returned to reality.

He raised his head slightly and saw Xiao Hui, who was standing with his hands behind his back, looking at him and even eating melon. "This is called self-examination," Yu Lian explained seriously, "or criticism and self-criticism."

"You don't have to explain to me." Xiao Hui smiled, and his smile was very ironic: "No matter where your future goes, it will be a major development in sociology, and it is also the job of my civilization to guide AI."

"You don't have to explain to me. Although I like to float, I know what I'm laughing at." Yu Lian responded with an equally sarcastic smile.

Yu Lian no longer needed to do the subsequent daily work himself.

As a result, he even enthusiastically performed a set of atomic boxing in the training room that had just been unlocked on the Silence in a simulated gravity environment of a hundred times.

Unfortunately, in the end, the hair was not able to turn into yellow hair with hair standing up on end.

In addition, he also called Deng Zhengqing, a psychic rookie who had just awakened, with great interest, and taught him the methods of spiritual vein circulation, meditation and qi cultivation, as well as his own insights and experiences in the rookie stage (in his previous life). As for how far he can achieve, it depends on his own luck.

To be honest, although Deng Zhengqing has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he studied orthodox psychic martial arts, he has never been a gifted person in this regard. He is the type who is between awakening and not awakening.

In his previous life, he lacked a bit of luck, so he was stuck in the "sensitive person" stage.

At this timeline, perhaps because of the hard fighting for more than half a year, his state of mind was tempered and his life changed differently.

However, even so, Deng Zhengqing did not have much hope for his path of cultivation. This was not because he was inferior, but because he was pragmatic.

"I've heard that in the extraordinary world, if you don't awaken before the age of twenty, you will never have the hope of reaching the third ring, and I'm already twenty-five."

I also awakened after I was twenty years old (in this life), but my case is too special to be used as an argument.

Yu Lian smiled and said, "But even so, this is still beyond the reach of Hachiman."

Deng Zhengqing laughed loudly: "Indeed, this is the greatest pleasure after awakening. It's a pity that the guy is not here, so I can't see his expression at the first time."

Does that guy really have an expression? Yu Lian shrugged, "Of course. Let's get back to the point. I hope you can at least master the meditation and qi-nourishing techniques, as well as the most basic spiritual circulation. This will at least greatly improve your physical fitness, mental strength, and survivability. I won't talk about those comrades who actively isolate themselves from the mysticism, but since you have awakened, I hope people like you can live as long as possible."

Deng Zhengqing was so moved that he was speechless for a moment. Just as he was organizing his words, he saw Yu Lian saying, "It is superficial to measure the value of an outstanding officer with spiritual power by brute force. Why can't one do the work of two? If you master the circulation of spiritual veins, maybe you can replace an entire staff department by yourself?"

Deng Zhengqing was stunned, then smiled bitterly.

In fact, even if Yu Lian didn't say it, he would definitely do it given his personality.

"Strictly speaking, you are the 'local boss' of the Diamond Nebula and even the surrounding star regions. Your opinion will be very important in the subsequent battles."

"Understood. I will do my best."

The soldiers of the original commerce-breaking fleet delivered the repaired warships to the city of Bazin, handed them over to the jubilant rebel soldiers, and then returned home on torpedo ships.

In this process, there were naturally people from Earth and the Empire chatting and laughing, and sharing their comradeship - although these rebel soldiers were all "rebels", they were of Imperial nationality after all.

Of course, some people named these seven green-skinned warships "The Seven Giants", which received unanimous praise from both sides. If they can really survive until the end of the war, their legend will surely shine brightly, right?

In addition, intelligence gathering is of course also proceeding in an orderly manner.

The Silence always maintains a peeking status on the Imperial military intranet. Although all the movements of the Imperial Army are not one-way transparent to the people on Earth, there are at least abundant clues.

Of course, with the help of Deng Zhengqing, the "local boss" in the Diamond Nebula, the General Staff also worked out a new navigation plan before the 24-hour deadline.

"Very good. If there are no other unexpected events, we can proceed as planned." Yu Lian glanced at the schedule and made a judgment based on his experience in his previous life and the virtual timeline. There really wasn't any problem.

However, compared to this well-balanced schedule, everyone's expressions were much weirder.

"It seems that there is indeed some special change."

Captain Nemo coughed, looked at Lieutenant Haynes, and then at the first mate, but he still drew an icon on the star map: "The latest news is that an Imperial fleet is crossing the Diamond Nebula."

Of course there are waterways inside the Diamond Nebula, just like there are rugged mountain roads between the mountains on the planet.

Judging from the direction of this fleet's movement, it is most likely heading for Black Pass Fortress No. 12 on the border of the Black Labors star zone - of course, it is called a fortress, but in fact it is just a border military station, but it still has gravity jammers and turret arrays.

Vice Admiral Yeager Sobek's fleet is stationed here.

"In other words, this is what I used to do with my brother Suo." Yu Lian said with a smile.

"The General Staff has made the same judgment." Deng Zhengqing explained in detail: "According to the intelligence gathered from all sides, Vice Admiral Sobek's fleet, in addition to the Demon-Suppressing Rabbit and three Barbarossa-class ships, only has about ten local security fleets recruited from Helots. Even if it is to ensure the protection network of the dreadnoughts, the Empire will definitely send reinforcements to Helots."

Deng Zhengqing adapted to his role very quickly. In fact, he was one of the few all-rounders among the 830 Party members who was excellent in both staff and command. In this respect, he was far better than the irritable red-haired guy with only one subject and the paralyzed eyes.

The problem now is that this fleet has chosen a very straight route. If it develops normally, it is possible that it will pass by the Silence.

The so-called "passing by" here refers to being separated by two or three galaxies.

Of course, according to the standards of space warfare, this has already fallen within the hunting range of the Silence.

"So, you want to have another meal?" Yu Lian asked.

The other officers looked at each other, many of them eager to try, but Deng Zhengqing raised an objection: "But we can't rule out the possibility that it's a trap."

Captain Nemo also said: "I agree with Commander Deng's judgment."