"They're trying to break through our defensive line and circle around behind us!" the old patriarch said with a sigh.
In fact, he had anticipated this. Unless the opposing commander was an utter fool, they would inevitably adopt this kind of commerce-raiding tactic.
He did not order the defending fleet to pursue them. Their secondhand, modified ships simply could not catch the enemy's high-speed fleets.
And if he dispatched large numbers of ships to intercept them, the defensive line here would be left thin. Without fleet support, the enemy could easily exploit that opening.
Ship performance was arguably the Ryan Race's fatal weakness. Neither their firepower nor their speed could compare with the Twin Stars' regular forces.
The Bronze Mecha legion was powerful in combat, but it was ultimately just a group of infantry. Competing with cavalry in speed and endurance was impossible.
Even though he knew what the Twin Stars intended, his options were limited. He could only watch as the enemy retreated farther and farther away.
Before long, the two departing Twin Stars fleets activated their Optical Stealth Systems. The entire fleets gradually faded, disappearing completely from the Ryan Race's radar.
Although Gravity Radar could penetrate optical stealth, it was not all-powerful. Its weakness was its relatively short detection range, which was directly proportional to the target's mass.
For massive celestial bodies, its detection range could reach light-years, but for flying targets on the scale of these small fleets, tens of millions of kilometers was already the limit.
"Patriarch, what do we do now? Those two fleets have over sixty warships between them. They may not be very powerful, but they could still disrupt our supply lines..." someone said worriedly.
"Don't worry. I warned Kinlock about this long ago. He treasures his private fleets and wants to preserve