Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 1855: Battlefield Uprising?

A month later.

This is the first time in more than a month that the children of the countless kindergartens and elementary schools of Uranus have come to see the real sun.

A month ago, a star sea battle near Uranus brought the entire planet to its highest state of alert, so children under the age of 10 were evacuated to the depths of underground battlefields.

Though the evacuation began shortly after the Black Wind fleet's flagship sank and elite forces collapsed, the battlefield remained lost.

No one knew exactly what was going on in the native realm of the Real Human Empire and whether a second wave of Expeditionary Army would be dispatched as soon as they learned of the power of the Starlight Federation.

I wonder if the deserted Black Wind Fleet could jump the wall and strike more heartbreaking at Uranus - for example, flying the entire ship, consuming all the crystals on a spiritual shield, descending directly from the sky like a super-high-speed meteorite.

If that were the case, even if the defensive fire grid on the Tian Yuan iron wall were so tight that it would tear the burning starships to pieces, the whirring wreckage could still cause incalculable damage to the major cities of the capital star.

For the sake of safety, the children spent an entire month in an underground fortress, where teachers, volunteers from the Federal Military and the Association of the Realists stayed with them for a life of surprise and unforgettable.

Fortunately, over the course of a month, it was all good news.

The successive destruction of the flagship Black Vortex and the Gate of the Stars declared the Black Wind Fleet totally bankrupt - almost as long as the Imperial Expeditionary Army, which lacked a solid rear and was divided into dozens of light years apart, lacked ammunition, crystals and materials, was severely depleted by extraterritorial celestial demons, and was demoralized to the extreme, sentenced to death.

After a month of hard work, most of the imperial remnants stranded in the Uranus fled towards the outer stars of the Uranus galaxy.

Their commanders remain reluctant to give up their last hope and, after one attempt to escape the siege of the Federation fleet, to rebuild their flag drums in the peripheral stars, at least by effectively assembling the remnants of the war before proceeding in the long run.

Naturally, the Federation fleet will not make them pay as they wish. In this regard, perhaps it was deeply inspired by the father, Boss Bai, who was happy to chase hard as if he had gone mad. He was more assisted by the giant warriors than he was by the other party. One at a time, he split the mutilators he was about to assemble again, forcing the other party to flee towards the warlords in the farther and more desolate depths of the star sea.

In the third week of the pursuit, an Imperial “Fury Lion” class arsenal ship, under the control of the former infant count immortal, finally sent a communication to the pursuit fleet, stating that they were willing to lay down their weapons, even providing a series of intelligence on the friendly army, and even helping the Confederate army to hunt down more.

In exchange, they are not “surrendered”, but “battlefield uprising”.

While it may seem ridiculous to talk about a "battlefield uprising” in the event of the destruction of both the flagship and the stargate and the collapse of the main forces, considering that this is the first Black Wind Fleet highest-ranking arsenal ship to voluntarily surrender to the Federation without being besieged, and the first former infant immortal willing to bow to the “barbarians" by the star sea, the Supreme Command Center considered repeatedly and eventually fulfilled each other's conditions.

The weak and the strong, the winner being the king - the subordinate to the strong - were traditions of the true human empire.

Sometimes the tradition seems particularly cruel, but in situations like the present, it greatly avoids further destruction and killing.

It is one thing to surrender to the modifiers of the news of the "battlefield uprising”, who were not teething to the former infant fairy practitioner - but, in order to obtain the privileged treatment of the "battlefield uprising”, they are willing to provide the enemy with a great deal of information, even to help the enemy to attract his own comrades, which is really some despicable depravity, I really don't know how such a modifier can cultivate the former infancy.

However, when the information of the former infant fairy practitioner was really sent to the strategic analysis room of the Supreme Command Center, after intense and efficient analysis, Wanguqing, Spring Feng, Golden Heart Moon, White Happiness, Ding Bell, Li Yao... many of the practitioners knew that what the fairy practitioner did, though not noble, was not completely selfish, selling friends for prosperity.

The most critical issue is that the former infant fairy, although a senior commander of the Black Wind fleet, is not a Black Wind man.

Now this Black Wind fleet will be built together by the defeats of one big four small, five big thousand worlds.

Or the Black Wind fleet of the past, which devoured the fleet of four worlds in a row, has today's size.

A hundred years ago, in the war between the Empire and the Alliance, the fatal mistake of the Blackwinds led to the collapse of the entire front, which affected four worlds and four fleets in addition to their homeland, the Black Wind Realm.

Such mistakes could never have been forgiven, and even if the "benevolent” emperor had willed to open the net, the warlords and royals of Ho Ho Ho would have torn the Black Wind fleet to pieces and filled their own never-ending guts.

At the juncture of life and death, the leader of the Black Wind decided when the night was right. Instead of being slightly guilty of sin and bowing his head to the throne, he used no means of forcible usurpation and coercion to lure the other four soldiers of the same fate in one breath, which had the principal money to bargain with the emperor, the prince and the ministers of power, avoided the disintegration and analysis, and repeatedly destroyed the fate, which was eventually assigned to the star beach to carry out this important task.

But this task, which only gives Blackwind a hundred years of breathing time, gives them the possibility of reversing the future.

And for the immortals of the remaining four worlds, all their pride and glory, all of them dissipated at the moment of annexation, even if the Black Wind Fleet could truly build a success by the star sea, even one day kill back to the center of the star sea, reclaim the Black Wind realm, become the empire's most elite Ace Fleet, all glory is due to the word "Black Wind”, what does it have to do with their ancestors, their history, their glory?

The five worlds, originally barely put together, are the immortals of the remaining four worlds, deterred by the horny power of the Black Wind.

In just a hundred years, it was not enough for the seven worlds of the Federation to be fully integrated, and there were still shallow rifts between them; similarly, it was not enough for the Black Wind Fleet, which had barely come together, to truly unite into an indestructible whole.

Even the Black Wind fleet is worse off than the Federation, as the vast majority of fairy fixers are in a long hibernation on a long journey to the stars and seas, without even brainwashing time.

They have no allegiance to the Blackwind, only because of obedience to the habits of the strong, and the numbness that has been “not so, what can be done”, to kill and conquer with the Blackwind.

Perhaps if such killings and conquests lasted for centuries, their descendants would slowly forget their ancestors' origins and consider themselves true Blackwind men.

But before this transformation began, the Black Wind fleet was hit hard. The seemingly unbeatable Black Whirlpool was actually blown up. The one who had died and suppressed them on top of their heads, and the night that controlled them so high, also died!

Is there anything more shocking, ridiculous, and worthy of serious thought for the fairy practitioners of the other four worlds besides the Dark Wind?

Perhaps that is the most important reason why the Black Wind Fleet collapsed immediately after the destruction of the flagship Black Whirlpool.

At that time, the first batch of broken fleets were all sub-fleets of the other four worlds. These sub-fleets were all fallen apart. Even if the real black wind man on the iron wanted to fight for blood, the formation was washed apart by the friendly armies, how can you spell it?

When the former infant fairy from the Purple Fire Realm articulated the history and internal relationship of the formation of the Black Wind Fleet, the Federation discovered that the fundamental solution to the problem was at hand!

“We the Immortals admire the strong. Since the Starlight Federation can defeat the Black Wind Fleet, even the Dark Wind can be slaughtered by you. Naturally, we are better qualified to lead us than the Black Wind!

“We, the immortals of the four worlds such as the Purple Fire Realm, are also the victims of this" great expedition ". We do not want to go to the star sea to pull this bird... to fight this unknown war in remote and deserted places. We are all trapped by the Dark Wind and forced by the night!

“If you can distinguish carefully between us and the Black Wind, I am sure that there will be more Fairy ‘battlefield uprisings’ that will eventually tie the true Black Wind to you.

“Oh, let me tell you another big secret - are you worried about that big army that's dozens of light-years away, deep inside a brown dwarf or a fragmented rock belt, and you want to knock it all out so you don't have too many nightmares?

“Night brings the vast majority of Blackwind's elites to the celestial realm, staying in the great army near Brown Dwarf, but not so many Blackwind men.

“Now that they know the news of the defeat of the Front Line, they are uncertain about the strategy for the next step. Is it intransigence, wandering the stars, fleeing home, or… surrendering to you?

“We, the Four Realms Fairies, also have some power in this Brown Dwarf Army and even have the chance to take complete control of it, but we will never surrender, at most, but only revolt! ”

The first “battlefield uprising” of the former infant-grade fairy repairer talked.

It appears that his dedication to the Confederacy was not an isolated incident, but rather a "stone throwing questioning" on behalf of an interest group that did not know when to form instantly and was independent of the Black Wind.