Mu Fan looked up at the sky.
Beneath the clear azure sky, those wooden Fish Shuttles were plummeting at extreme speed.
One of them was a full size larger than the surrounding craft, its hull's diameter nearly half that of the Moon Whisper.
The missile that had just streaked through the air in a white trail had been launched from that "Fish Shuttle."
As Mu Fan watched, three more white trails emerged from the flanks of the rapidly descending "Fish Shuttle."
After spiraling around to accelerate, the three missiles, each nearly six meters long, instantly tore through the sky. Their kinetic energy compounded with potential energy as they struck the earth like falling meteors.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The earth itself seemed to tremble.
Terrifying shockwaves erupted in succession from three directions.
The terrifying mushroom clouds were more breathtaking than any words could describe.
This was true interstellar warfare.
The more than fifty remaining Wind Traveler mechs on the hill stared blankly at the sky, then at the distance.
The Sparrow Fleet's four gunships were struck precisely by those four white trails, utterly unable to resist.
The thunderous sounds traveled through metal into their cockpits and through the earth into the soles of their feet.
Everyone could clearly feel the tremors rising from the ground.
"It's over..."
"Everything is over."
The mech pilots' eyes were ashen at that moment.
There was not even the slightest hope left.
Because no one understood better than them what the appearance of those "Fish Shuttles" represented.
"The Bapang Imperial Guard... Princess, Princess, we're saved!"
The moment the two little maids, Yun Er and Yun Er, saw the iconic Fish Shuttle silhouette, they leaped up excitedly, each grabbing one side of Yue Xi's collar.
This kind of combat shuttle was the exclusive vessel of the Bapang