"Ha ha, we won! Humanity won!"
The battle had lasted for several days, yet not a single spectator had rested. Everyone watched the fighting tensely.
When the last Three-Body warship was destroyed, the human representatives present leaped to their feet in excitement.
Although humanity had suffered devastating losses in this battle, with eighty or ninety percent of its warships destroyed and countless people sacrificed, it was nothing compared to the joy of victory.
If Chen Mu had not appeared, humanity achieving victory with such results would undoubtedly have been the best possible outcome.
But as things stood now, it was much the same.
"Whew, we finally won."
Shi Qiang was there as well. Seeing the outcome, the burly man could not help but smile, his eyes faintly moist.
It had not been easy. Over the past few years, with the help of the Ant Civilization and technology acquired from other universes, they had built those two thousand warships through the efforts of Earthlings themselves.
Under the threat of humanity's very survival, people had displayed unprecedented unity. There were no escape factions at a time like this. Humanity had gathered all its strength, and under China's leadership and planning in this world, it had unleashed unimaginable power and built these warships.
Only then had they gained the chance to fight the Three-Body People to the death.
Even so, humanity's victory had only been a pyrrhic one. Most of the soldiers had died.
"Ha ha, friends from Trisolaris, what do you think? Human strength isn't too shabby, is it?"
Shi Qiang grinned at the Three-Body People.
"If we had not engaged in close-quarters combat directly, we would not have lost."
The Three-Body representative spoke those words in an even tone.
That was also the truth. Had they fought a proper war instead