The Strongest Interstellar Commander

Chapter 208: Babawi Empire Fleet Assemble.

Looking at the following images, Babarea even started having the illusion that these were his forces. 

Whether it was in terms of the strength of the Energy Shields or the power contained in the weapons, these were bonafide Level 4 Civilization warships!

It seemed that the Sierra Empire did not lie before and that idiot Babaweiler was deceived by the Io Federation!

Barbarea instantly had a revelation, in regards to what had happened a few years ago.

Moreover, the Io Federation came straight to the Otto Empire. In this case, doesn’t that mean that the Io Federation had already occupied nearly 2,000 light-years of territory?

No, this couldn’t be, Civilizations that could threaten the Babawi Empire were absolutely not allowed on the Orion’s Arm Branch!

“Your Majesty Barbarea, what should we do? The Otto Empire will be finished if we let this continue!”

Murat was very anxious. Even if he didn’t know much about military affairs, he could see that his fleet would definitely not last long.

Babarea also saw this, but he couldn’t do anything about it. After all, even if the Babawi Empire immediately assembled a large army, it would take them at least 10 years to reach the Otto Empire.

“Find a way to escape, don’t take the Star Path. Just find a way to get to the void outside the Star System and then send me the coordinates. I will arrange a warship to pick you up!”

After Babarea finished speaking, he directly cut off the call.

After listening to Babarea’s words, Murat’s eyes lit up. There was hope. 

As long as he could escape into the void, if the Level 4 Civilization wanted to find him, it would be akin to looking for a needle in a haystack. By then, he could just wait for the warship sent by His Majesty Barbarea to pick him up.

Although doing this requires hiding in the void for many years, it was better than staying here. As long as one was not a fool, one would know that staying here was akin to waiting for death. 

As for the rest of the Empire, both the people and the army, Murat had long decided to leave them behind. How could these compare to his own life?

“Matvey!”

“Yes, Your Majesty, I will immediately arrange it!”

As Murat and Babarea talked, Matvey was listening on the side. He could naturally understand what Murat meant.

But even if he knew that His Majesty the Emperor was going to abandon everyone and run away, Matvey wasn’t going to do anything about it.

Matvey knew better than Murat, and that it was impossible to escape. Since Murat wanted to try, then he’ll let him try!

As for Matvey’s own choice, he would rather die on the battlefield.

“One formation is to withdraw from the 2nd Royal Legion (a formation is about 300 warships), and immediately come here to pick up His Majesty!”

“Yes!”

“Matvey, you bastard. You’re just arranging a formation to protect me?!”

Hearing Matvey’s order, Murat was furious.

‘You only arranged 300 warships to protect me? Are you trying to kill me on purpose?’

“Your Majesty, in the current situation, if you bring more warships, you will not be able to hide and escape. Instead, you will attract the attention of the other party! However, with just a formation, it wouldn’t be as noticeable and the probability of success is much higher.”

Listening to Matvey’s explanation, Murat became a little sober, and had to admit that Matvey was right.

Escaping with a whole fleet or a legion, would be akin to having a target on your back. In this case, the fewer warships, the better the chances of escaping.

“Then we’ll do as you say. But before I can successfully evacuate, you must hold back the enemy, understand?”

“Yes, Your Majesty. I understand!”

Ten minutes later, Matvey looked at a formation that was gradually retreating, not knowing what to say.

At the time of life and death for the empire, the Emperor immediately abandoned everyone, to save his own life!

However, Murat’s behavior was destined to be stupid. The 300 warships that were escaping had already been targeted by Liang Xingchen. They just didn’t have time to care about them for the time being.

On the frontal battlefield, the fleet of the Otto Empire held back the enemy ships according to Matvey’s order, trying to shorten the distance between the two sides.

Alas, no matter how they pursued the other, the other party could always maintain a distance of 3 million kilometers from themselves; continuing to rely on cover fire shots to weaken the Otto Empire’s fleet.

After all, the warships on Liang Xingchen’s side could reach a speed of more than 50,000 kilometers per second. While most of the warships in the Otto Empire could only travel less than 10,000 kilometers per second.

In the face of such a large speed difference, trying to shorten the distance between the two sides was merely a fool’s dream.

In fact, Liang Xingchen didn’t use any special tactics or strategies at all. He simply ordered all of the fleets to fly in an arc, moving around the opponent’s fleet formation, while maintaining a distance of 3 million kilometers from the enemy.

When the gap in technology was a whole level apart, no matter how much one struggled, it would be futile.

Seeing how things were turning out, Matvey sighed. He had tried his best. Alas, their ending couldn’t be changed.