"What did you say? Thrawn actually launched an attack?" On the luxurious bridge of the Emissary, an Archangel Titan warship, Sefrans Tann turned to look at her deputy commander, General Trench, her face filled with shock.
"Yes. Tsk tsk tsk... The Imperial Navy departed from Dorin Planet and captured Ord Mantell. Following your orders, Ord Mantell's defense fleet did not resist, tsk tsk tsk... and merely withdrew to Glee Anselm." General Trench said.
Sefrans Tann frowned deeply. She marked the Imperial fleet's movements on the holographic tactical star map and said, "Thrawn's fleet is far inferior to ours in both quality and numbers. Where did he get the nerve to take the initiative and attack?"
"Tsk tsk tsk... Or we could turn back immediately and intercept the Imperial fleet." General Trench said as he stroked the mandibles at the corners of his mouth.
Sefrans Tann shook her head. "No! If we turn back now, Thrawn will undoubtedly run away at once. We can't let this opportunity slip away so easily! If we let him escape this time, who knows when he'll show himself again! Continue the attack on Palling Minor as planned!"
General Trench shook his head. "Tsk tsk tsk... Attacking Palling Minor would be unwise. That planet is an absolute fortress world. Our current forces are insufficient, tsk tsk tsk... We have too few capital ships and too many Light Cruisers and destroyers. Under such circumstances, even with the Doomsday Weapon of an Archangel-class Titan Warship, this will become a prolonged battle, tsk tsk tsk..."
The tactical staff officer on the other side, Ma Guocheng, also nodded in agreement. "The Galactic Empire has just sent reinforcements to Palling Minor as well—at least three Commander II-class Dreadnoughts and dozens of Star Destroyers. If we force an assault on Palling Minor,