Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Star Sea Warfare, gorgeous confrontation between tens of thousands of starships, billions of turrets, billions of glory, cruel war history of human civilization, the brightest, most glorious, hottest blooded, crying form of war!

The vastness of the universe, whether created by mankind itself or by human civilization, seems to be a vast war machine, the starship, placed on a cosmic scale, is insignificant dust.

If the two fleets were unwilling to collide with each other, it would be like tens of thousands of bull pins in the ocean, and it would be extremely difficult to detect each other's existence, let alone hunt them down and slay them.

The inability of the Real Human Empire to hunt down a firefly in the sector over the past millennium, when it has assembled heavy troops on many occasions, is the best proof.

But this kind of invisibility and inability to grasp each other's circumference is often meaningless, because no matter how vast the universe is, the space available for human survival is less than one in a hundred million, and the only “oasis” of these cold stars that can bring warmth to human civilization is a must-have for soldiers.

At a sacred moment that will determine the fate of hundreds of millions of people, in order to seize the planet of resources, critical shipping lanes, important industrial and cultivation bases, prehistoric monuments or stable jumping points, the main forces of both opposing parties jump at the same time, pouring out all, strong dialogue and engaging in an upright, epic confrontation - this is war!

This is the case in today's battle, which is very typical of a battle for a “jump point”.

Around the three gates of the stars around Uranus, the throat controls the entry and exit of all the motorized forces of the Uranus realm and the remaining six major worlds, equivalent to the "closeness” of the classical war period.

At this moment, most of the battleships of the Black Wind Fleet and the Ace of the Starlight Federation are dominated by the original fleet. All of them are outside the realm of the heavens and need guidance from the Gate of Stars in order to jump to reinforce them quickly and constructively.

Whoever controls the Gates of the Three Stars will control all the narrowness that goes into and out of the celestial realm, and their successor forces will be present here continuously, annihilating the enemies' viable power!

And once the Gate of Stars is lost, although both parties have mastered the star maps and coordinates of the celestial realm, and are not unable to jump in, the jump precision and time are difficult to control, just like driving into the port without a lighthouse guide, and are most likely to jump randomly to some point in the vast star realm of the celestial realm.

It's like throwing a rock down from hundreds of thousands of meters in height, aiming at it again, it doesn't make any sense, and under the disturbance of a four-dimensional storm, the drop point of the "rock” is most likely to be thousands of meters apart.

In front of a formed, battle-forming Starfleet, the eastern and western ships, dozens or even hundreds of light seconds apart from each other, are scattered sands that can only be destroyed by the enemy.

It's not reinforcement, it's pure death.

So the Gate of the Stars is the key to winning and losing!

The Black Wind Fleet's leading troops that have just arrived in the Uranus realm, as well as the Uranus fleet that reacted in a hurry, instead of approaching each other, have locked the largest, most heavily navigated Stargate 1 and are fast approaching each other!

The Black Whirlpool, the flagship of the Black Wind fleet, took the lead and rushed to the front of the battlefield.

Behind it, thousands of starships, originally in rectangular arrays, formed quadruple hemispherical attack units as classic as textbooks.

Hundreds of starships are an attack unit, the core of which is the largest cruise carrier, each approaching or exceeding 10 kilometres in length, and their vast interior is designed for the storage and repair chambers of space shuttles, crystals, giant warriors and even other starships, as well as very large crystal and ammunition storage depots, providing adequate ammunition and energy supplies to the rest of the battle unit.

In a nutshell, a cruise carrier is an independent battle base in the fleet, not necessarily powerful in its own right, but the starting and ending point of an attack.

Of course, there are also some cruise carriers with large, deep interior spaces, all filled with giant crystal magnetic cannons or glaucoma cannons - hundreds of thousands of kilometres of space have to be torn apart in cosmic warfare, instantly penetrating several enemy ships and even a giant cannon in a war fortress, all of which are incredibly massive and make up thousands of kilometres of hulls, just to carry a supergiant glaucoma, which is by no means news.

Such a cannon, like a classical wartime siege hammer, is inconvenient to move, complex to maneuver and easy to destroy, but once moved over the defensive gates, it is absolutely the greatest disaster!

Outside the cruise carrier is the main force in the Starship showdown - the Arsenal!

As the name implies, it is a daunting steel hedgehog surrounded by dense, numb turrets, and all the space inside is filled with crystals and ammunition, leaving no room for an inch of extra space for armor and shuttles.

They're like sharp blades, not even shy of armor on their periphery, just trying to get closer to the enemy, closer, then the roar of hundreds of millions of turrets, destroying stars!

“Attack is the best defense. Instead of wasting some material and space, hang an extra piece of armor on your perimeter. Use these resources to refine and mount an extra turret! ”

All the captains and gunmen of the arsenal vessels held such convictions.

In addition to their faith in His Majesty the Emperor and the Empire of the Real Humanity, the third level of the battle unit - the S.H.I.E.L.D. - besides making them so fanatical and fearless!

If arsenals are the sharpest swords in the empire, then S.H.I.E.L.D. is the strongest shield, and the fog of war that has just shielded them from the battlefield of the Black Wind Fleet is their masterpiece.

S.H.I.E.L.D. does not rely on clumsy super strong alloy armor, but on powerful psychomagnetic confrontation, force field interference, and psychic shield technology to build a thick and dense interference zone in front of the battlefield, rendering the vast majority of enemies' energy and entity attacks ineffective!

On the outer perimeter of the S.H.I.E.L.D., the outermost side of the entire attack ammunition, it even protrudes outside the fog of war, the dense, numb armor and the shuttle of space.

Prior to the artillery showdown, massive amounts of armor and space shuttles were thrown out to prevent their ships from being truly penetrated by enemy artillery, causing even greater collateral damage when destroyed instantaneously - common sense among soldiers in the star sea.

Besides, a lot of Golden Dan and Yuan Baby Numerologists wear high-end crystal armor to unleash no less combat power than a starship!

Cruise carriers, arsenals, S.H.I.E.L.D. ships, and armorers form the perfect semi-circular shape, like twenty or thirty large meteors, dragging out colorful tail flames and approaching Gate 1 solemnly, neatly, and without delay.

And the Black Whirlpool, which spans dozens of kilometres and brings together cruise carriers, arsenals and S.H.I.E.L.D. 's many deities, takes hundreds of years to refine even within the Real Human Empire, and as one of the brightest meteors, stands alone in the forefront with the devastating glow of a teething claw!

On the bridge of the Black Whirlpool, the night was as bright as a steel statue, immobilized and let the stars faintly shine on him.

The only eyes he had were extremely enthusiastic eyes, revealing his vitality and… appetite.

He can't wait to eat the stars in his stomach.

Opposite him, the Uranus fleet has also set up a hierarchical rectangular battlefield, with armorers, S.H.I.E.L.D. ships, and arsenal layers deployed.

Just because it's close to Uranus and has enough logistical security, they don't need something like a cruise carrier to replace it with nine asteroid fortresses to act as a solid backup.

In quantity, the Uranus fleet is far more than the leading forces in the Black Wind fleet. Whether it is the tail flame that moves out at high speeds or the spiritual shield that rises to the limit, the bright lights blend together and become a wall of light.

But the size and qualities of the ship are far less, as can be seen from their slightly sparse arrays and inconsistent forward and backward pacing trajectories.

In the 22.47.77 region, at coordinates of about 100 light seconds from the Black Wind Fleet, another smaller deep-space Federation fleet, the ambiguous Great White Fleet, is rushing into the wind.

“Hard to hit. ”

The dark corner of the mouth gives off a cold curve, and the deep eye almost devours the Uranus fleet that is reflected in it, fading away, “Full speed ahead, beat the Uranus fleet before the Great White Fleet arrives! ”

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“Doo! Doo! Doo! ”

Every starship in the Uranus fleet has a thrilling sound of alarm, and the blinking red flashes add tension to the atmosphere inside the ship.

As a member of the regional defensive fleet, Tian Yuan fleet has never wanted to face the legendary Black Wind fleet alone.

In their vision, even if they were to mount a massive, turbulent strategic battle for the ileum, they would be destined to be deployed on the flanks of the original fleet, in concert with the Ace's main force, and so on!

The war is changing rapidly, and the worst is happening.

“Quickly, all Armorers are equipped with Crystal Armor, ready to disengage from the mothership and enter Free Combat Mode! ”

If the Black Wind fleet is confident that it will retain half its armor as its aircraft power in the cruise carrier, then even leaving one armor behind is the stupidest act - in the upcoming cannon duel, the Armor is doomed to lose a lot and the Armor on board has no meaning other than to die for the ship!

“Attack! Attack! ”

Every airtight gate on every starship opens, and countless hurriedly equipped armorers leap out in the roar of the sergeant's long voice and throw themselves into the cold star sea.

More soldiers are waiting anxiously in the prep compartment behind the double airtight gate, their legs trembling, their teeth fighting, and the sooner they can get away from the mothership, the better - I don't know if they want to kill their enemies early, or if they want to avoid being blown to pieces with the mothership!

In an atmosphere of extreme repression, some prayed silently to the gods, others took out three-dimensional stereoscopic photographs of their wives and children, and others muttered to themselves in a neurotic way.

In the corner, a face full of scars, unable to see clearly the original face of the strong man, but on one knee, without delay, inspected his armor and three-meter two-handed dragon knife.

He whistled a strange whistle, making a noise of whether he was crying or laughing or excited.

“Thief, for God's sake, we're going to fucking fight again! ”

The strong man slammed the last Pharaoh unit into the crystal armor, rubbing his own irregularities, scarring his face like a chessboard, a bite of dirty and stinking sputum, the bottom of his eyes emitted a light of hatred and desire staggered, “For a hundred years, you didn't kill me, but you kept me closer and closer to the target, this time... can I die? Ha, ha, ha, ha! ”