Abyss Solo

Yang Ming heard cheers from near and far.

His command ship was also celebrating symbolically, but everyone was just a mechanical Thought Body draped in faux skin, so it was just a formality.

The two generals who were replaced long ago continued to relay orders beside Yang Ming.

Thanks to General Akz's decisiveness, part of the Empire's fleet managed to escape, while the remaining ships were quickly annihilated by Wind.

Initially, Yang Ming thought it was a great victory... and indeed it was.

The Wind Alliance unleashed its hidden fist, catching the Sherman Empire off guard. Achieving such a tactical result again would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

But when Lyu reported the casualties, Yang Ming's heart ached fiercely.

Stimulated by the Dreadnought being bombarded by the Planet Cannon, the battle was swift and urgent, with significant casualties.

The Sherman Empire lost over 7,200 ships, directly destroyed by the Planet Cannon bombardment, and 1,900 ships were damaged, with three Dreadnoughts destroyed.

126 ships were captured, all medium to large combat ships;

In addition, 1,300 ships lost combat capability and require urgent maintenance, with the possibility of being scrapped not excluded.

In this punitive army of the Empire, nearly half of the regular military power was lost, and the noble private army suffered a 60% loss, with over 80 deaths and casualties among Earls and Great Nobles.

Wind lost over 4,300 ships, mainly thanks to the fact that there were no ordinary ships on the bombardment route of those two Dreadnoughts by the Planet Cannon.

Two self-propelled Planet Cannons were lost.

Due to the high intensity of the war, 1.25 million drones were lost.

The Empire lost an estimated 19.6 million soldiers in battle;

Wind lost about 8.92 million.

8.92 million...

Yang Ming rubbed his forehead vigorously, collapsing into his chair, his eyes somewhat vacant.

This is high-intensity warfare in the Milky Way.

This kind of war can also be fought by the New Federation and the Empire, but both sides always mix in too many political factors each time, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding conflict.

On the surface, Wind striking the strong as weak to achieve such results is already glorious.

In reality, Yang Ming knew it was the technical accumulation brought by Lyu, with Wind's side almost evenly matched in combat power with the Empire's side, and neither side held back due to various factors.

"Boss," Lyu said softly, "the Empire's routed forces have joined with reinforcements from the rear, about to form a super fleet of more than 13,000 ships, and they are urgently mobilizing more troops from the rear."

Yang Ming nodded numbly, asking, "What about the Guel Alliance and the Free Federation?"

"The fleet of the Guel Alliance has begun to approach our side, congratulating and admiring us for achieving such results, and has sent an invitation to connect our command systems."

"Tell them, if they want to help, they must follow our command."

"Understood!"

A few minutes later.

Lyu's figure reappeared: "Boss, they have already agreed to the request. These two combat groups will cooperate with us for tactical deployment. The Free Federation's fleet will arrive in two Galaxy Times. Should we announce the formation of a coalition to the public?"

"Hmm," Yang Ming said, "publicize the preliminary battle results across the region, and all fallen soldiers should be given compensation according to our established compensation standards, with pension increases."

"Yes... Princess Emilia has sent a communication request."

"Let other generals appear on camera, it's just political propaganda." Yang Ming rubbed his forehead, "I'll adjust; when will the Empire launch their next attack?"

Lyu said softly, "In as little as three Galaxy Times. However, in the upcoming war, the Empire is expected to make trade-offs, and they are highly likely to withdraw the fleets invading other vassal states, focusing all efforts against us and the New Federation."

Yang Ming said, "As long as we win the next battle, the Empire will lose the ability to assert hegemony abroad for the next ten years... Prepare for battle with all available forces."

"Understood."

Just as Lyu's projection was about to dissipate, it suddenly turned its head and said:

"Boss, 026's nephew died in battle."

"Who?"

"026's nephew, a nineteen-year-old young man."

Yang Ming was stunned for a moment, asking, "What is his name?"

"Star Sacker," Lyu explained, "We tried to save him, but the battleship he was on was hit by the battleship's main cannon..."

"I understand," Yang Ming said, "Let 026 mourn, I'll comfort her after the war."

"Alright."