Yang Xiyi knew perfectly well that no matter how many tactical victories they won, they still couldn't turn around their strategic predicament. But he and his comrades were responsible, courageous, determined officers. They couldn't possibly be so incompetent as to shift the pressure onto the ordinary troops.
The soldiers knew only that since the war began, they had roamed this vast, boundless New World universe, sweeping all before them and never suffering a defeat. They had destroyed more enemy forces than their own total strength, while losing less than twenty percent of their own.
This cosmic abyss, woven from endless darkness, was their home ground.
They were the heroes of Liangshan Marsh, the Robin Hoods of Sherwood Forest. Under the command of their leader, Yang Xiyi, they were marching from one victory to the next.
If the history of the Blue Star Commonwealth's war with the Dawnstar Sector were passed down to posterity, this modest-sized fleet would probably earn legendary titles like "General Yang's Knights Errant," "The Banner of Freedom in the New World," or "The Dawnstar Sector's Last Legion of Freedom."
The ordinary soldiers of the Yang Fleet all believed they were already part of a legend. Some even thought they had the strength to face an enemy stronger than themselves in a head-on fight.
But clear-headed people knew that all of this was an illusion.
Yang Xiyi said, "The heroes of Liangshan were just a band of outlaws who never left their province. Their entire force probably numbered fewer than two hundred. And the real-life Robin Hood was merely a criminal who lived by poaching, theft, and highway robbery. Once romantic legends return to reality, everything takes on the subtle shades of realism. We may be no more than actors on this stage, and we may be doomed