Super God: Landing a billion years in advance

Chapter 537 [Race against time]

"Sir, you..."

Seeing the silver-haired young man's actions, Marshal Edwin Zacharias asked hurriedly.

What's going on here?
How could this person's movements be so large?

"Next, any individual life that has reached the ninth level is prohibited from participating in the war."

The silver-haired young man said.

"what?"

Marshal Edwin Zacharias was extremely shocked when he heard this.

Level nine life forms are super life forms that are powerful enough to influence the battlefield situation. Although they cannot decide the battlefield of more than 100,000 warships, they can do things that warships cannot do with their individual mobility and flexibility.

If ninth-order life forms are prohibited from participating in the war.

Then there might be big problems in this war.

"What do you mean..."

Edwin Zacharias was no fool. After a moment of distraction, he reacted.

There must be someone as powerful as the one he brought as reinforcements.

Has the enemy sensed something and sent a true civilization-level giant to attack?
In this regard.

The silver-haired young man glanced coldly at Marshal Edwin Zacharias.

"clear."

Marshal Edwin Zacharias said respectfully.

"For this right wing, just send one million warships."

"The Northwest Territory is sending two million warships."

"Bring back the rest of the troops to me and fight on the front line."

"What are nine million battleships doing on the left wing?"

"The left wing will dispatch one million warships to give me the illusion that there are five million warships to confuse their radar system, and then we will allocate two million warships to be deployed in the southeast region."

"The remaining 20 million fleets will be transferred back to me and prepared to fight on the front battlefield."

"The remaining one million warships are on standby."

The silver-haired young man quickly read the battlefield layout of the Guangyu Empire, gave his own way of fighting, and said, "You have ten minutes to complete all the layouts."

“Then the right wing will appear weak.”

"The enemy will inevitably attack the right wing."

Marshal Edwin Zacharias's mind flashed through the battlefield layout quickly. "Moreover, we have built five million warships to confuse the enemy's radar system. I'm afraid..."

"Excuting an order."

The silver-haired young man said coldly: "If you question my orders again, you will die."

Just because others can’t crush you Heavenly Kings to death, doesn’t mean I can’t crush you arrogant guys to death.

If I kill you, neither the past nor the future time and space lines will exist.

"I... promise."

Marshal Edwin Zacharias respectfully accepted the order.

General Ram and General Pierce did not dare to question it.

"How long do you expect it will take for Guangyu Civilization's follow-up troops to arrive?"

The silver-haired young man asked in a deep voice.

"At least eight hours."

"The first batch of main forces to arrive will be about 1.5 million ships."

Edwin Zacharias said.

"Eight hours is too long. I will give you four hours."

"These remaining 2700 million-plus warships can only fight the enemy for about four hours."

"If the follow-up troops cannot arrive within four hours, Guangyu civilization will become a drop in the ocean of history in the empire."

The silver-haired young man quickly calculated the gains and losses in his mind and said in a deep voice.

Thirty million warships are simply not enough to withstand the encirclement and suppression of a civilization of the same level with more than ten times the force.

Being able to persist in this battlefield for four hours is already the limit.

Unless a breakthrough is found.

"promise."

……

Second Combined Fleet.

Star Mothership.

Combat command hall.

"General Long, it seems the other side has changed their commander."

Marshal Yang Ming, who was in charge of the right-wing battlefield, looked at the enemy's large-scale fleet slowly retreating, leaving only a small number of warships on the front line, and said.

“The battlefield on the left has also changed.”

"This is definitely a change of commander."

Nan Wentian, the adjutant of the First Combined Fleet and the highest military chief of staff of the Empire, said, "Attack without giving the other side time to completely change defense."

Marshal Longya's eyes flickered as he spoke firmly.

“Is there a trap?”

Nan Wentian asked tentatively.

"Hesitation will only lead to our defeat."

"We don't know what tactics the other side will use, nor do we know the level of their new main player."

"We must not give them any chance now."

"Lin Feng, your fleet that has not been exposed should remain silent."

"The Second Combined Fleet is advancing in full force."

"Notify the Space-Time Combined Fleet immediately and be ready to attack at any time to start a space-time battle."

Long Ya said in a deep voice: "Attack."

Five hundred million warships against thirty million warships, with 17 times the overwhelming force, he just didn't believe that he couldn't destroy these thirty million warships.

Nan Wentian didn't give any suggestions either.

He understands very well that time is life.

Since the marshal has already taken the position of commander-in-chief, we should obey his orders.

The rest of the combined fleet also made the same choice.

The Second Combined Fleet bore the most fiercest heavy blows on the front line.

In an instant, astonishing beams of light burst out from the hundreds of millions of warships.

At this moment, the galaxy is illuminated by colorful lights, presenting quite beautiful colors.

War is a romantic art that belongs exclusively to soldiers.

The star mothership's giant cannon, which was thousands of meters long, spewed out red beams of light, which rushed through the sea of ​​stars and created ripples. Even space could not withstand this terrifying force.

Starting from now to strike the future, an overwhelming cleansing operation has been launched.

The silent star mothership was equally unwilling to be outdone and launched devastating, large-scale destruction.

The First and Third Combined Fleets also unleashed their full firepower. In this short second, the entire galaxy was obscured by the overwhelming warship fire.

Even the Big Bang was not so spectacular at its moment of explosion.

……

Guangyu Empire.

Vanguard Fleet Group.

Marshal Edwin Zacharias suddenly widened his eyes, watching the other side launch an excessive attack, and said fearfully: "Sir, the other side has already launched an attack."

To know.

They had just arranged the battlefield layout when the enemy launched an attack.

Isn’t this reaction ability too scary?
“They strike the present from the past and the future from the present.”

General Pierce said quickly.

"There is something. So much something."

"Is this a familiar face or a veteran?"

Seeing this, the silver-haired young man smiled. Who on earth did he meet?
It really is a race against time.

I can't bear to waste even a second.

This must be someone he met, otherwise, he would not be so familiar with his tactics.

"Give up all shield resistance."

"The battleship at the forefront immediately self-destructed."

"It must be done precisely at the moment their attack lands, and the self-destruction must be completed."

"Blast the space into pieces for me."

"Let me crush the time."

The silver-haired young man said in a deep voice: "The fleets in the rear that have not entered the battlefield should immediately activate the cosmic jump engine and break through their blockade."

"The logistics fleet will be transformed into a combat fleet to confuse the enemy, fill the front battlefield, and use the energy of the battleships to self-destruct."

suddenly.

Everyone looked at the silver-haired young man in disbelief. Self-destruction?
How many lives is that?
Self-destruct?

But they did not question it.

The consequences of questioning are very serious. This person will really kill people.

He immediately began to execute the silver-haired young man's orders.

however.

The silver-haired young man did not explain anything to the other party, but was frantically calculating the gains and losses on the battlefield in his heart.

If they could lose 10 or 20 million warships and break through the enemy's blockade, they would be successful.

He didn't know how many enemy fleets were eyeing this battlefield, but he had to fight hard.

This is his style of fighting.

(End of this chapter)