If the civilization of this era truly survived into the future, then the year 833 of the Common Era would surely be one that made middle school students utterly sick of studying. Ever since the Galactic Civilization entered the Star Gate and New Continent Era, no other period had witnessed so many momentous events as this one.
In fact, just as the Battle of the Ring of Miracles in the Dawn Star Sector had ended and the siege at Yaochi had once again ground to a halt, the main fleet of the Galactic Empire that had been stranded in its home territory finally began moving again.
At the beginning of the final month of 833, the vast imperial fleet finally entered the range of the Far Shore Nebula once more.
...Well, of course, they'd been in there before, and had zigzagged around plenty of times. But those had mostly been forces belonging to imperial auxiliaries and frontier lords. This was the first time since the war began that the Imperial Guard Fleet, directly under the Grand Marshal's Office, had entered the region.
On December 3, 833, the forward reconnaissance drones promptly sent in their report. The Empire had Titans entering Count I Gorge: the Four Seasons, the Thunder God Nomen, and the Crest of Nature.
None of this information came from the Eye of Heaven. It had been reported by two very ordinary reconnaissance drones.
That could only mean the Empire had stopped pretending.
"Honestly, if I were them, I'd stop pretending too. The fleet that's already entered the corridor is three times the size of ours, and that's not even counting these three Titans." Lieutenant General Yu Lian remained calm, chatting and laughing with everyone.
"Indeed. Just these three things could withstand our fortress guns head-on." Seeing that Yu