Major General Zanar's fleet began advancing. It consisted of ten armored assault carriers, covered by sixteen cruisers, sixteen large guardships, and twenty large arsenal ships. They were clearly preparing to force a boarding breakthrough straight into the fortress.
From the fleet's polished maneuvers, it was obvious they had been meticulously preparing for this moment for quite some time.
Well, anyone could figure out with their knees that the Imperial Army itself had no real intention of negotiating. Sobaek figured that if he boarded the fortress and somehow managed to distract Yu Lian with cheerful conversation, the attack on this side would surely begin at once as well. By then, even if he was still inside the fortress, probably no one would care about him anymore.
The armies confronting each other here numbered a full ten million.
Other than me, is there really not a single benevolent gentleman still willing to strive for peace? Has humanity truly been reduced to nothing but deception? Sobaek suddenly felt a little sad.
"The shells are coming!" Viscount Seluz shouted a warning.
Sobaek's heart tightened. He thought again of what he had seen earlier: the bridge's frontal armor shattered by the fortress cannon, and himself and his companions vaporized on the spot amid a terrifying explosion and lethal heat.
Fortunately, a technical officer soon informed him that according to their calculations, the shells' trajectories would miss their ships, with the closest point of approach still more than 1,000 kilometers away.
Sobaek nodded expressionlessly. "Keep the shields running! What about our bombardment?"
"Still no response," Miss Seluz said.
*Hmm, can we withdraw now? They can't seriously expect our battlecruiser to charge into the formation, can they? In any case, we've fired more than a dozen volleys. That should count as having done right by Her Highness