"The great Lord Mohexing, it's not that we are incompetent, but those damn Thors, who shamelessly attacked us." The commander of the fleet, who lost the big defeat, secretly looked at Mohexing and lay on the cold deck begging for mercy. The leader of his own race looked at him with murderous intent and roared: "The only one of the four billion advanced warships has run back, why don't you die there together?"

Mo Hexing smiled sinisterly: "The Thors attacked you? Can they attack you? According to our plan, it should be the right thing for you to attack them? The Thors should be busy gathering fleets to deal with us now. How could they have such a scattered fleet appear in that dimension and just defeat you to destroy the entire army?"

The man lying on the ground trembled all over and said stutteringly: "They are just going to join the main force. They have about 20 billion warships and three battle stars. We are not opponents." Some liquid rarely dripped from his forehead. He thought about it and probably wouldn't use the trick he was most afraid of? After all, he is the best commanders in the clan.

Mo Hexing and the leader looked at each other. Mo Hexing symbolically called him a questioning color. The guy nodded viciously, and his four big eyes showed a murderous aura. Mo Hexing's head swayed slightly, and several Mo Luo warriors had already rushed forward. A spirit reading instrument put the head of the unlucky commander and began to draw his memory by force.

The scenes of the war with the army of the Earth Federation were clearly projected. Mo Hexing rubbed his palms and said in contemplation: "They have thirteen large war stars, which is a bit troublesome. If the thirteen war stars are defending with all their strength, they will not be able to move them at all without about 100 billion warships... Or, we can also use thirteen war stars to deal with them?"

Several leaders of the allies shook their heads, and the slim leader twisted his waist more than ten meters long and said softly: "That's not possible. We only have less than 10,000 similar war stars in total, each of which is an indispensable intermediate force in the offensive system. Even if one is missing, there will be loopholes in that direction of attack. Also, looking at the memory in this guy's head, those thirteen war stars are the most powerful war fortress level among the Sol people. We may not have such a powerful war star, how can we deal with it?"

A guy covered in siliceous rocks said in a depressing voice: "Damn the Thors, they actually have so many incredible weapons. These war stars are too difficult to deal with. We cannot consume our combat power without any necessity. It's just a small Earth Federation, and we don't have to kill them."

Mo Hexing frowned, picked up the brain wave and was forced to extract it. Now he has become an idiot commander, and said a little distressedly: "We did not regard the war star as a matter before, but now it seems that ordinary large warships really can't do anything to him... How many such war stars do the Thor people have?"

All the leaders present looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. After fighting for so long, everything in the place where the main fleet of the Sol people appeared was destroyed. No one knew how many such war fortresses they had. Even the Morros fleet had never clashed head-on with those war fortresses. Under the powerful offensive that destroyed the entire space, ordinary warships had no chance to attack.

Mo Hexing grinned: "No matter so much, since you can't figure out a solution, you don't have to think about it. Let the earth be put first. In order to deal with the battle stars of the Thor people, we must formulate a strategy... After that, it is unrealistic to blindly destroy the space dimension. The Thor people's skills are higher than ours, and they can slip away from the collapsed dimension at any time. In order to achieve the goal of completely eliminating them, we officially made tactics to them and asked the fleets of both sides to collide head-on."

A leader who was full of demonic spirit, probably a female, laughed: "Fast collision? Don't use destructive weapons? Then you Moluo people will fight the pioneers. We don't want to fight head-on with the Thor people's artillery fire."

Mo Hexing glared at him fiercely, waved the big stick in his hand demonstratively, and said viciously: "We don't destroy a space, but we can destroy a galaxy. At that time, the star-level destruction device will be fully launched. As long as our fleets contact us, they will not be able to escape... We have to discuss a perfect combat plan." He scratched his head with a little distress. The perfect combat plan was really a painful choice for the Moro people. They have always been accustomed to destroying everything directly and never have to make plans.

The other leaders also began to think about it, thinking about it, their heads were almost blown up, and they couldn't find any good solution. They suddenly discovered an important problem. They gathered a fleet of tens of trillions of dollars in a fierce battle with the Thors, but in fact they were still taking water from bamboo baskets. Just look at the moment, the Thors kept retreating and retreating, and there was no resistance along the way, and they could not find the opportunity to annihilate even a patrol team of the Thors.

Perhaps, as the Morals said, it is really necessary to have a perfect combat plan so that the Thors will start to have a head-on contact with the Morals fleet, rather than slaughtering each other's tribe members as before, right?

So, just as this group of alien leaders was trying hard to use their brains, the Thor people found out that the huge fleet of the Morro people stopped on the spot. They stopped moving and stopped in the traditional territory of the Thor people. I don’t know what they were thinking about. Of course, such news is absolutely good for the Thor people. Their fleet is almost assembled. As soon as the time comes, they can launch a devastating attack on the Morro people’s camp.

"A second, just one second, we can destroy all their fleets." Several speakers of the Supreme Council of the Thor swore to their great gods. Their ultimate destructive weapon, the monster that was firmly connected by hundreds of thousands of battle stars, has been successfully completed. The destructive beam emitted from the center of this monster can destroy tens of thousands of dimension spaces at once. The beam of light that Longfeng encountered on his way back to Earth from the alliance last time was just a small test of the war mechanically composed of hundreds of battle stars.

After about ten days of delay, the Morals demanded a final decisive battle of the fleets of both sides at the level of conventional war. Suddenly, with the personal delivery of more than a dozen leaders, they arrived at the Supreme Council of the Thors.

The Thors were stunned, and their gods were also stunned. Tens of trillions of warships, such a large number of fleets, would they use conventional means to fight? At least tens of thousands of years, right? However, looking at the arrogant look of the enemy leaders who sent the war letters, the proud Thors agreed to their request. Immediately, the entire fleet of the Morro people was dispersed, and forty trillion warships were spread out in thousands of dimension spaces, and they arranged their own formations. It was clearly said: "We are ready, and we are waiting for you to come."

The Thor hesitated and asked for a month of preparation time. The Moro people agreed readily. So, unconsciously, the Earth Federation got another month of breathing time. Because no matter who wins, there is no benefit to the Earth. If the Moro people win, then the Earth will definitely face a catastrophe. If the Thor people win, then, if, if Long Feng and the others attack Gaha and the others leaked, the Earth people would not have a good life... Besides, the Earth people did not want to have a good relationship with the Thor people--

In the bar where the Imperial Prime Minister drank, the Imperial Prime Minister shivered slightly and said to the lady with a smile: "Your song...well, who made it?"

The lady said a little strangely: "This? Everyone on earth knows it. Yue Fei from ancient China wrote it... He was the most famous general at that time, but unfortunately he was killed by the emperor at that time." With a quick bang, the lady readily poured out all the information she knew about Yue Fei.

The Prime Minister closed his eyes and whispered: "I know this song, and this song, to this day, is still the military song in my army. But there are a few words that don't match. Are you sure the original text is what you just sang?"

Several beer girls looked at him a little strangely, and the young lady who was singing nodded: "It was what I sang just now, and the song was written by later generations, and it was not changed at all."

The Prime Minister took a long breath and asked a little hesitantly: "How many years have you been here since the age of General Yue Fei?"

After thinking for a long time, the ladies stuttered a little, "It's been more than one thousand years, right?"

He whispered: "Over a thousand years? Two thousand years? These days it seems that the passing speed of time is the same as what I feel in the Empire. However, the Empire has been around for hundreds of millions of years. Why is it only over a thousand years? No, it's a coincidence. But, in terms of probability, the sentences of a poem are the same, but the tunes are the same, that's too strange... The language here is the same as the language used by the senior leaders of the Empire... Strange, strange, why didn't I discover this earlier? I copied that guy's language center, but didn't find this?"

He raised his head with a wicked smile, took out all the money he had on his body and threw it on the table, and said with a smile: "It's very interesting. I overlooked a question. Do you know Long Feng?" In his eyes, there was the look that was almost nostalgic for the elderly after countless years.

Several ladies shouted: "Long Feng? Marshal Long Feng, now everyone on earth knows it. The signature general of the Earth Alliance, he is..."

The ladies screamed. The young man who had just sat beside them had suddenly disappeared, and disappeared like a ghost.

Let’s not talk about the bar owners who heard the screams of the ladies, rushed out to deal with the problem, and immediately attracted police and military police outside to register after hearing the complaint. But these ordinary soldiers had never seen such a thing. A military military police leader frowned and said, “Today is not April Fool’s Day, don’t you have to joke with us, right?”

The lady who was singing just now screamed: "Really, really, he threw the money on the table, asked us some questions about "Manjianghong", and asked Yue Fei, and finally asked us if we knew Marshal Longfeng didn't know. We just said who Marshal Longfeng was, and he suddenly disappeared."

The military police leader was just a joke at first, but after hearing that Long Feng was involved, he immediately became nervous and said to the phone on his shoulder: "A B-level situation occurred. Someone reported that a guest suddenly disappeared from the air. Before he disappeared, he asked about Marshal Long Feng, please verify... The Social Information Center asked about the surveillance information of the Happy Valley Bar on the 19th Street."

Ten seconds later, an emergency message was passed to all the police, military police, and patrolling soldiers: "I suspect that an alien creature has invaded and found him." Then, the portrait of the Imperial Prime Minister appeared on the personal terminal on the wrists. This was taken by the surveillance system while he was having fun in the bar.

Long Feng was still at the base camp of the Federal Military Headquarters and was fighting with Long Han.

Long Han narrowed his eyes and said, "Boy, don't bully Jingjing. He is a little girl. Don't bully him, you hooligan." After that, he threatened to play with a pistol in his hand.

Long Feng smiled and said to him: "Oh, my Marshal Long Han, you didn't bully my uncle Long Yan? He is honest, don't bully him." After that, he ran to the door immediately, but it was too late. In the stunned eyes of Marshal Hong and others, Long Han shot all the bullets in the pistol at Long Feng in one breath. Long Feng's body had a few phantoms in the air, like a ghost, dodging lightly.

The bullets roared away and almost hit Long Yan who came in outside the door. Long Yan's eyes condensed, and his eyes flashed. The bullets all stopped in the air and then were twisted and fell on the floor. He glared at Long Han and said to Long Feng: "Look at the surveillance hall of the Social Data Center. It's strange. A strange boy actually disappeared on the spot after hearing your name. At the beginning, the surveillance personnel didn't pay attention, and only checked the video after receiving the report."

Long Feng was also stunned: "Is there such a thing? Didn't it mean that all the superpowers are controlled? Could it be that a sudden mutation occurred?"

Long Yan shook his head and said, "I suspect it was from the Moluo people. If it is true, be careful. The soldiers were running around outside and bluffing to catch people. Where did they go to catch them? I have ordered the members of the Dragon Army to be on guard."

Before he could finish his words, an amazing and powerful aura had already come from a distance. The aura was filled with violent murderous aura. All the senior generals present, all the members of the Dragon Army, who were born in the Dragon Army, had already distinguished that it was not the aura of anyone they were familiar with.

The dragon wind roared and suddenly disappeared out of thin air. When it appeared again, it had already arrived outside the headquarters. In order to avoid disturbing the nearby people, he quickly grabbed a passing military vehicle and rushed towards the direction of the breath. He scolded in his heart: "Damn, who made this Huntian Formation? Damn, short-distance jumps were actually restricted, so you can't fly over, right?"
Chapter completed!