Beginning: Interstellar female soldiers welcome the first male captain

The Light Elf Clan, who was originally watching from the wall, did not expect that this force of unknown origin, but suspected of being the mechanical life force mentioned by the Blue Kite Legion before, would really dare to attack him.

　　Originally, according to the plan of the upper echelons of the Light Elf tribe, it was to wait until the Blood Elf tribe was disabled, and then they would send a fleet to support the Blood Elf tribe and clean up the fleet of these mechanical beings.

　　At that time, they will be able to take advantage of the situation to annex the technology and territory of the blood elves.

　　Since then, there are only four of the so-called five-big tribes of the elven tribe left.

　　This is also the reason why after the blood elves sent a message for help, the surrounding elf tribes did not move for a long time.

　　Originally, they had objections to the blood elves, and they were constantly criticizing them in private, but now there is an opportunity to fall into the well, how can they let it go.

　　It's just that the light elves didn't expect that these mechanical life fleets would be divided into two ways to provoke themselves.

　　The Seven Leaf Flower Star Harbor at the junction of the Light Elf Tribe and the Blood Elf Clan.

　　10 fleets of light elves and nearly 4,000 starships have been assembled here in advance.

　　It occupies a third of the entire fleet of the Light Elf tribe.

　　General Ebole's Light Elf is the commander-in-chief of the fleet of 4,000 starships, and he is also the commander-in-chief in charge of the Seven Leaf Flower Starport this time.

　　He was the youngest fleet commander of the Light Elf Clan, less than three hundred years old.

　　Originally, it was planned that he would be responsible for cleaning up the mess of the Blood Elf Clan, but he didn't expect these guys to come to the door by themselves.

　　"Is it called the Machine Age?" General Able pouted, "The man from the Blue Kite Legion said before that the fleet of this Machine Age is very strong.

　　What do you say that in half a month, our Light Elf Territory will fall by one-third, and the main fleet will lose more than half.

　　Today I'm going to let those stupid guys take a good look at the power of our Light Elf fleet.

　　Only we light elves can be called real elves!"

　　"Report, the front-line sentry has detected the enemy fleet, and it is estimated that there are 80,000 starships, and without any special arrangement, they rushed directly towards our Seven Leaf Flower Star Harbor.

　　Looks like they're ready to take us head-on. The subordinate reported.

　　"The decisive battle? hehehe, sure enough, it was a bunch of broken copper and iron, in this case, they actually came to us for a decisive battle.

　　Well, I'll just wait here for these mechanical beings, and let that Blue Kite Legion take a good look at how the ones they fear are eliminated by us!" General Able said confidently.

　　Soon, the battle of Seven Leaves Flower Star Harbor began.

　　The tactics of the Mechanical Age fleet are as always, roughly the tactics of the sea of people, but in the small-scale conflicts on the front line, each small fleet or each starship can play a lot of cooperation very tacitly.

　　Even if the quality and combat effectiveness of their own starship is not as good as that of the light elves, they can always exchange the minimum casualties for the fall of the enemy's starship.

　　Five hours at first.

　　The defensive front of the Buckleaf Flower Star Port is still very strong.

　　The Automata fleet had already lost 5,000 starships, while the Light Elves had less than 300 of them, with a battle loss ratio of almost 20 to 1.

　　General Abel directly sent the news back to the patriarch, and the light elf patriarch naturally praised him, thinking that there was no problem with the defensive battle here.

　　But what happened next was unexpected.

　　The battle lasted until the tenth hour.

　　The loss of the Automata fleet reached 10,000 starships, and the Elves of Light only had 600 starships, barely 10% of the battle losses.

　　The twentieth hour of the battle.

　　The loss of the Mechanical Age fleet has reached 20,000 starships, and the Elves of Light have also exceeded 1,000.

　　The thirtieth hour of the battle.

　　The loss of the Mechanical Age fleet reached 30,000 starships, and the Elves of Light reached 2,000.

　　In these ten hours, the battle loss ratio was unusually 10 to 1.

　　However, the Abel general still didn't care too much, the number of enemy starships on the battlefield was only 50,000 starships, and he still had 2,000 starships.

　　What's more, the patriarch has already made a promise, and another four thousand light elf starships will rush to the Seven Leaf Flower Star Harbor within three days.

　　Fortieth hour of the battle.

　　There are still 40,000 starships left in the Machine Age fleet, and 1,500 starships in the Light Elf fleet.

　　It was only then that General Able felt that something was wrong.

　　The losses of your own starships began to rise rapidly, but the losses of the enemy's starships stabilized, although the damage to the enemy fleet was ten times greater than that of oneself each time.

　　But these starships did not panic at all, as if they had a pre-set program, they rushed up one after another, and then launched an attack without hesitation and fell.

　　Attack again, fall again.

　　The wreckage of the starship in some areas can even be described as a mountain, and it is impossible for the starship to go with it normally.

　　The fiftieth hour of the battle.

　　There are 30,000 starships left on the side of the Mechanical Age fleet, and the light elf fleet has ushered in the first batch of reinforcements, and the battle starships on the defensive line are still 1,500 starships.

　　After that, the starships of the Mechanical Age fleet were constantly consumed, and little by little, they were defeated.

　　From 30,000 starships to 20,000 starships to 10,000 starships.

　　General Able stood on the bridge of his flagship, looking at the already fragmented defensive line, at the other tired subordinates, and at his own starship, which was covered in scars.

　　The Seven Leaf Flower Star Harbor has also lost the pomp and circumstance of the past, and many areas have suffered losses, looking like an interstellar garbage station, and many places are now hurrying to repair it.

　　"Report that the enemy's remaining 3,000 starships are still attacking. The light elf subordinate next to him already showed a trace of fear in his eyes.

　　General Abel swallowed his saliva and looked up at the battlefield that was still fighting in the distance, and the last starship of the enemy fleet was still fighting.

　　"I have to admit that the starships of this mechanical age are really terrifying, not afraid of death, tireless, and going forward one after another.

　　If it weren't for the reinforcements sent by the patriarch, our results would not have been much better. "

　　"Yes. "

　　General Abel sat back in his captain's chair: "Report on our current battle damage." "

　　"In this battle, we fought for nearly 90 hours, nearly four days. Nearly 80,000 enemy ships were annihilated.

　　Our side lost more than 5,000 starships, counting the reinforcements that came to support, and now we still have 3,000 starships in Qiye Flower Star Harbor. The subordinate reported.

　　In this battle, the Elf of Light tribe lost a third of its fleet.

　　For some reason, General Able recalled the words of the Blue Kite Commander, and had a feeling that he had been prophesied.

　　He shook his somewhat tired head, thinking, this battle is over.

　　"Report! Our starship has detected a large number of starship energy fluctuations in the distance! Among them, the starship's energy fluctuations are basically mild compared to the enemy ship that fought with us just now. Suddenly, the subordinate elf hurriedly reported.

　　General Abel looked shocked: "How many starships are there?"

　　"Thirty thousand...... 50,000 ......" The subordinate looked at the light spots that kept emerging on the radar, and after a few minutes, he looked at the general blankly: "Eighty thousand ......"

　　Another 80,000!

　　General Able's face was pale, and his arms were shaking.

　　Recalling the battle of the previous three and a half days was like a nightmare.

　　Do you have to go through another nightmare like this?