The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"The Emperor's Angel of Death (!

Dealing with battle group affairs, alliance affairs are enough to keep Soshyang busy from round to round every day, and even his routine training must be frequently rescheduled or interrupted.

Having been so busy for almost two months, his time was basically ample, but the sacred emperor didn't seem to want him to relax.

Just as Soshyang was in the planetary orbital station being rebuilt and inspecting the progress of the battleship maintenance, a message suddenly came.

"Someone is calling us, commander of the battle group."

When he walked into the orbital communication station, the mortal officers inside stood up one after another.

Soshyang raised his hand, signaled everyone to return to their first entry, and then faced the officer who issued the report.

"Imperial?"

"Identify the prefix of the ship as the Fist of the Empire-Shield of Courage."

Just as the officer had finished speaking, bright runes appeared on the ornithology mirror.

"The Fist of the Empire has a succession of Danat Lysander requesting to meet the brothers of the Astral Knights."

The Star Whisperer heroine chanted from her nest-like seat on a group of nerve synaptic ducts.

"We have brought Tyra's news and congratulations, and now we are asking for permission to board the ship for official reception."

Soshyan thought for a moment, observing the approaching positioning rune.

The opponent is still a long way from entering the visual range, but has already left the subspace.

"Company Commander Lysander is here."

Armin still has a deep memory and impression of this legendary hero.

"Rather than let him on this broken track, I'd rather take the initiative to meet him."

Soshyan made a decision, then waved to prepare the soldiers.

"You go together too."

About 10 hours later, the strike cruiser Shield of Valor appeared on the orbit of Nathan IV. As the orbital dock is now full of ships that need repairs, the warship can only float on orbit.

This ancient warship is not only a tool of war but also a beautiful creation. The surface of the structure is decorated with the classic Tela language, which looks like a vast desert covered with rust.

When Soshyan’s shuttle passed through the ship’s slender hull abdomen and climbed towards the towers where the bridge was located, he understood the almost forced decorations on the gunwale and the hull plating-with fine carvings. The carved angel statue, the bronze pattern deep into the jet port panel, the tower and the turret weave a huge superstructure.

"I have never observed this warship carefully before."

As these minarets and domes slid underneath them, Soshyan meditated.

"——I just wanted to return to the Obsidian Fortress as soon as possible."

As the shuttle floated into the entrance of a cave-like hangar, dozens of fighters from the Fist of the Empire were waiting as honor guards.

The leader was a warrior covered in yellow armor, shining under the lights of the hangar. The combat plate armor was as elegant as the rest of the ship, polished to the point that it must be made of glass.

The warrior was not wearing a helmet, and his face was sharply angular, like one of the statues surrounded by pilasters and thick wool placed around them.

Soshyang remembered this man, he should be Lysander's deputy.

He walked down from the illuminated shuttle, and Armin and Ustad were with him. A small guard composed of four warriors in Terminator armor was behind the palace-the Terminator abandoned by the red pirates. There are a lot of armors. After recycling and purification, the astral knights were given a complete set of twelve sets, which greatly supplemented the battle group's toughness.

Seeing Soshyan appear, the unhelmed Fist of the Empire warrior bowed.

"Welcome to the Shield of Courage, Captain Soshyan, I am the first tactical team leader Krif Kurz. I have been in love with you once and have heard many of your achievements in the distance. The same is true for the company commander. He is eagerly looking forward to seeing you again."

"It's all loyal to the emperor."

Soshyan nodded humbly, and Clief Kurz then looked at the fighters who followed Soshyan. He was quite satisfied with what he saw before him. They were the hardest fighters, no compromise, just like the Fist of the Empire. Style like that.

"Please follow me."

After that, Soshyan and his soldiers were led through many levels of the battleship.

As they approached the command level, a large number of marble pillars and a bright red veined floor unfolded in front of them. They were escorted to the reception room, hundreds of meters away from the magnificent observation dome on the upper level of the bridge.

Five minutes later, Clif Kurz stopped in front of two double-sided gilded doors.

"A company commander hopes to be able to negotiate in a private environment between brothers and feet. If you are happy, I can... entertain your subordinates."

"of course."

Soshyan agreed and entered the room alone.

Soon, the door behind him closed, and the mixed sound of the armored army boots gradually faded away.

"The soldiers are actually very curious about you."

Words came from the other end of the cabin.

"You have to forgive them, and frankly, I am the same."

This room is quite large, with rows of columns supporting the high grid ceiling, and the surface is smeared with the seal of the home world of the Fist of the Empire.

Lysander, wearing a ceremonial armor, walked towards Soshyan, holding a goblet in each hand, and then handed one to Soshyan.

"Respect for brotherhood."

He said, raising his glass.

"For the emperor."

Soshyang smiled slightly and drank everything in his glass.

The wine in the glass is full and rich, and the taste is mellow and long. It is an invaluable treasure on any planet. It is undoubtedly from the top estate of Terra.

It is said that the old Tyra people are all this out.

"One thing is fifteen years, time flies so fast."

Lysander said, beckoning to the two huge, ivory-covered seats.

"My first impression of you back then was a naive and fearful little warrior. Now, look, you have become a big hero who can stand alone."

"Be humble, I'm still that little soldier in front of you."

Soshyan sat down awkwardly across from Lysander, and tried to make his demeanor appear humble as much as possible.

"Soshyan, did you know that you are a big celebrity now."

Lysander smiled and said:

"From Tyra to the remote extreme star field, the high lords and the commanders of the various battle groups are talking about your name. Will you be pleased to be a fascinating source?"

"Uh... Actually I'm not that happy."

"Indeed, I guess so."

Lysander shrugged, and suddenly leaned forward conspiratorially.

"Tell me, what is your secret to defeating that **** Huron."

In fact, Soshyang had already guessed that the other party might ask such a question, so he also had a plan.

He picked up the wine glass that had been filled by the machine servant, took a sip, and replied calmly:

"There is only one trick, using the enemy's cowardly and greedy nature."

"Oh? How to say?"

"Huron is a pirate~www.wuxiaspot.com~ All his decisions will be based entirely on the distribution of interests and his own considerations. He has no sense of personal honor, let alone the courage to move forward. He appears cautious most of the time. Too cautious."

Putting down the wine glass, Soshyan began to confess some details.

"Before the attack, he once sent a reconnaissance team to our planet. He was too careless and looked down upon us too much. We captured the reconnaissance team and knew Huron's offensive plan in advance."

"It turned out to be so."

Lysander nodded slightly.

"But it's not enough for you to win."

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