Aslan Star City.

This is the second sunset after the start of the chaotic war. When the residual red light dissipated on the other side of the horizon, the gunpowder smoke on the scorched earth of Star City had dissipated.

The corpses of alien creatures and the fragments of mechs piled up on the street corner, and a dirty red scarf was blown by the wind—perhaps it was still wrapped around some girl's neck two days ago, but now it is silent in the dust on the street corner.

As dusk fell, people were still hiding in various shelters.

They know that the enemy is not yet repulsed, that the Starship of the Crystal Cult is in the universe above them, and that the soldiers of the Empire are fighting it.

At the military headquarters, the soldiers anxiously waited for news from the front line.Many senior military officers have been up all day and night, and their eyes are already red.

The battle came one after another.When they learned that Celine was trapped and the space station was unable to fire, everyone felt distressed and anxious; when they learned that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince led troops to help, and turned the encirclement into an anti-encirclement with a strange move, everyone cheered wildly.

It's just that the battlefield is far away in the universe, and there will still be some time lag for news.At this time, the battle situation stopped at the moment when His Royal Highness Laian's crystal bone broke out out of control, severely damaging more than a hundred enemy ships, but His Highness himself temporarily lost his command ability, and the hearts of the generals were suspended again.

"Report!" The communication soldier's window popped up, causing commotion in the meeting room where the generals gathered.

"The latest battle situation on the front line," the soldier swallowed, with a strange expression on his face, "Admiral Celine's command has been withdrawn by His Royal Highness, and now... Colonel Jiang is in command of the fleet and the space station."

"Who!?"

The soldier was also obviously confused: "Colonel Jiang... Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess."

"what!?"

Several senior generals looked at each other, unable to believe their ears.

Major General Tang raised his hand to signal everyone to be safe and calm, and asked the soldiers cautiously: "Didn't the news last time still say that Her Royal Highness was seriously injured and unconscious!?"

Soldier: "...Yes."

Now, everyone was stunned.

"This, how can this be..."

Someone punched him in the palm of his hand, and said, "Oh, how can this work!"

"It's ridiculous. Even if His Excellency Jiang is a young talent, he...he has never commanded a starship battle before! What's more, when he is seriously injured, if he makes a mistake..."

"Admiral Celine didn't say anything? Colonel Nyingchi of the space station is also an experienced officer."

Lieutenant General Luther frowned, and sighed: "Celine has always been proud and arrogant, but she has lost one after another recently, and she may have lost her confidence."Whether it is Celine or Nyingchi, can they still disobey the crown prince?"

The setting sun was heavy outside the window, and the lights in the meeting room were extraordinarily bright.The generals stared wide-eyed, unable to explain why for a long time, and finally stood up silently.

This is a tacit understanding, and we have to go to the old marshal to ask for clarification.

Several people knocked on the door of Marshal Chen Hanke's office, and saw Marshal Chen sitting in front of the table with his cane leaning against the corner. The old man stared at the semi-circular virtual screen popped up by his brain with a deep expression.

"Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief!"

"The lower officials think that the front line..."

"Hush."

Old Marshal Chen squinted his eyes and waggled his index finger in front of his lips.

The light from the screen was reflected on the wrinkled face of the old man, and after half a minute, Chen Hanke stretched his waist, "As for the frontline affairs, the crown prince has been entrusted with full authority, and he will do whatever he says."

Major General Tang's heart skipped a beat, and he sneaked a look at the virtual screen in surprise—of course, he couldn't see anything.

The major general just guessed wildly in his mind: Could it be that the old marshal was reading the battle report from the front line?

Could it be that the old marshal thought he could win?

The general who was still impatient couldn't help but stepped forward: "But...!"

"Don't worry." Old Marshal Chen pointed to the sofa opposite, "Sit down and have a cup of tea with the old man."

The generals could only sit down in a daze, and the secretary handed everyone hot tea, but no one was in the mood to drink it.

Together with the old marshal, they waited dryly for the latest battle situation on the front line to be sorted out again and again by the special communication soldiers and sent to them in person.

"Report the battle situation! Our fleet started a strong attack with fish-scale formations, and the space station continued to move to assist in the battle. Our side has the advantage."

"The enemy fleet retreated, and our advantage continued to expand."

"The front line between the enemy and us has left the Lanxi Shi galaxy. The enemy's drones and alien creatures are trying to sneak around and attack the space station. We have arranged in advance to ambush and severely damage the enemy!"

"Confirm that our space station returned to its original position, the Jinrilun fleet began to speed up the attack, and the enemy was defeated!"

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the battle situations were superimposed one after another.

There is no danger, no panic.

Except for the word "stable", the rest is "flowing clouds and flowing water".

Where the enemy has loopholes, it will be torn apart accurately, and where our side has an advantage, we will advance steadily.

The more you play, the more stable you are, and the more smooth you are playing, it can be said to be overwhelming!

"Report the situation on the front line!"

The voice of the communications soldier trembled slightly, "The enemy ships... have begun to retreat! Your Highness said that the victory is sealed. Please rest assured, all generals."

This development was beyond the expectations of all the generals, and once made everyone feel in a trance.

Indeed, the Imperial Fleet had already established an absolute advantage in the previous stage, and logically speaking, the remaining work was just the finishing touches, and maintaining it normally would be victory.

But the battlefield is changing rapidly, and Crystal Cult is very mysterious. It takes a very precise vision and strategy to push this advantage all the way to the end like a snowball at high speed.

Even Admiral Celine was ready to fight cautiously. The princess of their family was a strong attack, but he actually broke it?

Can it be so mysterious??

It was too smooth, but it made everyone feel uneasy.The faces of the generals are all serious, and the tea on the table has long been cold.

For a long time, there was no new communication.Lieutenant General Luther was a little flustered, and pulled Major General Tang to speak in a low voice: "Isn't it because I fell into the enemy's trick?"

Major General Tang waved his hand, and then glanced at the calm old marshal, not daring to say anything.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of running footsteps from the corridor outside!

Old Marshal Chen, who had been sitting quietly, turned off the screen in front of him, turned around and stared at the door, as if waiting for a verdict.

The faces of the generals were pale, thinking in unison in their hearts——

It's over, such a frantic pace should be bad.

The door opened, and it was the messenger soldier in the window who came over in person.

This time, tears were streaming down his face, his Adam's apple was rolling, and he suddenly raised his fists in front of a group of high-ranking generals!

Suddenly, all the generals in the office stood up!

"Win...win!!" The soldier stared wide-eyed, and finally shouted this sentence from his throat, "We won, we won——!!"

"we won!!!"

The same cheers resounded at the other end of the universe with doubled volume.

A moment ago, the Crystal Cult fleet, which had already been smashed to pieces and lost a bishop, experienced the nightmare of being held down by the imperial army for several hours, and finally chose to retreat at full speed.

A large number of alien creatures they brought also followed the fleet away.

But none of Jinrilun's fighters dared to slack off. They all held their breath in their lungs, blushed and had thick necks, and stared at the huge star map projection!

Unlike the senior generals of the empire, these soldiers were blocked from real information.They didn't know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was in a sluggish state, nor did they know that Jiang Jianming was seriously injured.

The heroic aura that had just broken the enemy's layout took the lead, and the change of command before the formation did not cause much dissatisfaction among the starship soldiers.

The most they can think of is that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sees that he has the chance to win, and pushes the Crown Princess, who is his favorite, to gain military merit.

After all, it is His Royal Highness Lai An, understandable, normal operation.

In fact, if the princess is really a vase, the soldiers must not accept it.

But Jiang Jianming was first a censor, and later served as the colonel of Jin Rilun. He once made contributions to Yin Beidou, and he was victorious against the Crystal Sect and alien creatures... This matter was different all of a sudden.

The generals far away in the empire will naturally analyze various pros and cons probabilities rationally.

But for these soldiers who are really fighting on the front line, the subconscious thinking is simpler.

——They will believe in whoever they think can lead them to win the battle and lead everyone home alive.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who has been a believer of the empire since childhood, is as powerful and dazzling as a son of God;

Wouldn't it be reasonable for them to replace Admiral Celine, who had been losing streak recently?

The only people who are trembling are inside the Changhai. These people see the truth in their eyes.At first, many people were so frightened that their hands were shaking.

But no matter what, no one expected to be able to play so smoothly and so cool in the end!

Until the light block symbolizing the enemy fleet completely withdraws from the border, the color of the high-dimensional blockade gradually rises.

Inside the battleship, under the bridge, on the taxiway of the mecha... Countless soldiers hugged each other wildly, crying and laughing.

This too difficult tough battle, won!

The black-haired young man sitting on the command seat slowly leaned back, and smiled in relief.

Even though he didn't have the strength to bend the corners of his mouth, only a little joy could be revealed from his tired black eyes.

"Jiang!" The slender figure next to him hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear, "Did you see, we have won."

In fact, can't see it, and can't see anything clearly.

But it doesn't matter, he knows.

"... Well, we won." Jiang Jianming leaned on Lai An's arms, with a very relieved look on his pale face, and he closed his eyes dully and opened them again.

For some reason, he felt that his state had become strange from halfway through.It seems that many things have been forgotten, and many things have been remembered.

He heard the sound of jubilation, and saw the soldiers raising their arms to rejoice or roar, but the cheers in his ears faded, and the scene in front of him faded a little bit, and his five senses seemed to be wrapped in a cloud of smoke, away from him.

He didn't feel uncomfortable, just a little sleepy and wanted to sleep.

In the white tide, countless pairs of intangible arms stretched out, grabbed him, and pulled him.

Jiang Jianming didn't know whose hands those were, where these arms came from, and where they were taking him.

Wait, he thought in a daze.

Give me just a little more... just a little more time.

Jiang Jianming slumped in Lai An's arms. He coughed twice, tugged at Lai An's cuff with his fingers, and spoke with the last bit of unbroken consciousness.

"The poor don't chase... let...they go."

"I know, don't worry," Lai An nodded, turned around and ordered, "Withdraw the troops! The fleet consolidates its formation and retreats at a constant speed. Be careful not to show timidity to me!"

Up to now, the imperial fleet is also very tired, and it is not suitable for hot pursuit.

Jiang Jianming was relieved, he closed his eyes and let out a breath, his body relaxed slowly, and his last sanity shattered silently like a weak bubble.

He tilted his head to Lai An's arms, completely ignorant.

White Emerald Palace, ground floor.

The huge blood-soaked human-shaped mecha retracted its wings and returned to its original position; the cockpit popped open, and the pale golden spiritual connection was broken, and the female emperor jumped off the iron rose of the mecha and ran towards the black-clothed leader.

"How's it going!"

Lin Song ran over, with a rare and extremely fierce expression, and shook Sylph's shoulders: "You just said that the projection of consciousness is unstable, what's going on!?"

The leader shook her head, and the black armored gloves patted the emperor's tight arms away. She said in a flat electronic voice, "The reason is still unknown, but there is no danger of mental damage for the time being. Your Majesty, please calm down first."

"The last time his consciousness projection was unstable, he was injured in the far interstellar space and was stabbed by the real crystal condensed from the high-level crystal bone."

Sylph turned her head, the black mask still concealed the true expression of the leader, "It is speculated that this time it should also be...he was directly attacked by a real crystal or even a crystal bone, and the base was seriously injured, resulting in an abnormal connection frequency."

Lin Song cursed "his grandma's" abruptly, and then asked impatiently, "Then... where is his consciousness now?"

Sylph: "Pull between the base body and the original body, and may soon be thrown to one side, or both."

"leader!!"

The base researcher who was lying in front of the computer suddenly turned around: "No way... the connection of consciousness projection will not last!"

Leader: "It's fine if you can't hold it, disconnect it first, and then reconnect."

Jiang Jianming fell into a strange state and fell into a deep sleep.The snow-white arms pushed him into the soft waves, and tore him into thousands of pieces, as small as crystal particles... Swinging back and forth on the scale of the universe.

He seemed to see the starlight all over the sky, and under the starlight was a pitch-black pit. At the bottom of the pit were densely piled up twisted human corpses covered in crystals.

This is the tomb of tens of thousands of people suffering from crystal disorder.

he knows.

While he knew it, he was sad.

He stood high on the edge of the crater, overlooking the corpses from a commanding height.

He seemed sadly waiting for something, for...someone.

The strong wind pushed him from behind, he closed his eyes, and fell in the wind, sharp crystal clusters grew out of his body, starlight fell on his fingertips, and then shattered with him.

Destiny, please give me a little more time.Even if it's just a little more time, let me wait for someone far away.

The invisible force suddenly pulled the consciousness into a body, and with a burst of electric shock-like pain, Jiang Jianming suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, the scene in front of him shocked his whole soul, and his scalp exploded!

The author has something to say: Anxious generals: He has never commanded a starship war before!

Commander:?It's me now.

(Actually, it is half-top status x)

(Tomorrow night you can see the real. Changed number online)