"What exactly happened?" Ishar murmured with a grave expression, frowning at the star chart and battle reports before her.
The Winged Race fleet stationed at the Second Planet's Spaceport had noticed something was wrong as soon as the Earth Army broke through the wormhole and launched its surprise attack.
Although the intensity of the fighting seemed to exceed Ishar's expectations, the two sides had clearly defined responsibilities. The Sea Race was responsible for defending the wormhole combat zone and held the home-field advantage. Ishar had initially had no intention of intervening. After her initial surprise, she had chosen to wait and see.
The primary mission of the two Winged Race flotillas under her command was to protect their largest logistics base, the Second Planet. She would not deploy them lightly.
Yet events unfolded in ways she had not anticipated.
First, on the Wormhole Battlefield, the Sea Race's defensive fleet was actually being driven back despite its overwhelming positional advantage. Not only was it suffering casualties, but the battlefield was also slowly shifting deeper into the Proxima Centauri System.
Judging by the combat footage, there was no doubt that the wormhole had fallen.
Frankly, Ishar was a little dumbfounded that such a strong hand had been played so badly.
Was this Gustav's plan to lull the enemy into overconfidence? Did he intend to let them all in before attacking?
Next, sure enough, the Sea Race's fleet blockading Kara Star was redeployed to reinforce the wormhole combat zone! Gustav's flagship and escort fleet remained in orbit around Kara Star.
After a moment's thought, Ishar understood that Gustav intended to use overwhelming numerical superiority to wipe out the enemy fleet that had broken into the Proxima Centauri System.
Given the Solar System Wormhole's transit capacity, even if the enemy had ample forces, it