The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 17 17. The eve of the decisive battle

"Are you kidding?! Tassadar?! Are you kidding me?!"

Aldaris roared angrily at the holographic projection of Tassadar in front of him. He really couldn't understand why they suffered such heavy losses this time. Not only did more than 1/3 of the warships in the purification fleet lose their combat effectiveness, but the flagship was also forced to commit suicide. destroy.

If he was facing Tal'darin's death fleet, it would be understandable to be like this, but facing a human sector fleet like this was really weird for him.

Tassada lowered his head and said nothing, as if waiting for the Supreme Chancellor to vent his anger. After Aldaris finished yelling, he said, he raised his head and looked at him and said with difficulty

"Dear Archon, I request that the golden fleet located in the ninth theater be allowed to support us before this war. Otherwise, the next battle will be very difficult."

Aldaris sighed after hearing this and said in distress

"The golden fleet probably won't work. They have to guard against Tal'darin and Orcs. Which fleet do I have that I can transfer over now..."

"Archon Tassadar, you have to rely on yourself to fight this battle."

Aldaris turned his head angrily and horrified when he heard the words behind him, but when he saw who said these words, he instantly withered.

Gray was drinking a drink made from a mixture of dried leaves and water. He silently looked at the projection of Tasala and repeated it again.

"Consul Tassadar, no fleet in the eastern region will be transferred to you. You have to rely on your own defense."

Aldaris looked at Gray very embarrassed and said

"Dear Ancient Sage, but our battleships have suffered heavy losses and we need to regroup our troops."

However, Gray had no intention of compromising, because he knew that even if the war really destroyed the Imperial Expeditionary Force, he would still have to leave, because the Tyranids would come to the galaxy in less than a year. If the troops from the western region are transferred here at this time, it is estimated that many planets will be fed to Behemoth as dry food for them to go to the Smurf homeland.

Therefore, Tassada can only rely on himself to fight against the human empire.

Tassadar stared closely at the nanomachine in front of him, hoping to see something from his expression. But Gray's expression seemed as if he had just said something ordinary, as if he had asked someone to help him get takeout, simple and ordinary. Nothing like the reaction one should have after deciding tens of thousands of lives.

"Dear Ancient Sage, may I ask the reason for this?"

Gray could clearly feel Tassada's anger, so he once again stopped what he was doing and slowly walked down the steps under the chair. Aldaris quickly stepped over silently when he saw it. aside.

Looking at Tassada in front of him, Gray said calmly

"Tell me, Archon Tassadar, what were the consequences the last time you showed mercy like this?"

Tassada fell silent after hearing this and turned his head slightly. Gray stared at him closely and continued

"In the last battle, you took it upon yourself to stop the evacuation of the local merchant fleet and stay in place as bait for prey. You originally thought you could be safe and easily eat the human fleet again, but you failed, or Say that the moment you decide to go to the rescue, you fail.

If you didn't go to the rescue, it's possible that you could succeed, and maybe you would only lose a few battleships, instead of almost taking the entire fleet. "

Tassada was completely anxious when he heard this, and he defended loudly

"But we are not Tal'darin! We can't be so cold-blooded. They are our compatriots. I can't help them without saving them when they are in danger!"

"Then when you put them in danger, you should have considered the moment when they will be eaten by prey as bait!"

Gray immediately retorted. At this time, he had already levitated, his slightly golden pupils reflected his increasingly pale skin, his jewel-like hair began to float upwards, and the powerful spiritual energy pressed Aldaris, who was barely standing next to him, making him gasp. Don't be angry.

"This is war, Tassada! There will always be sacrifices in war! You are a commander, and every decision you make on the battlefield will affect the fate of the entire army and even the entire ethnic group!! You must be decisive and have your own The courage!”

"And you have caused this war to go in a very bad direction, and our troops in the west will guard against the future that the terrible prophecies told us!! This war is due to ion to this point, and you must Take this responsibility!”

Tassadar seemed frightened by the angry elder in front of him, even though he was thousands of light years away. But he still felt as if the god in front of him was right in front of him, venting his anger on him.

In a long silence, Tassada said hoarsely

"I understand, elder. But I would like to ask one last question, are we also "baits"?"

Gray fell silent after hearing this. He looked at Aldaris standing next to him and asked

"How is Darius's defense going?"

"Everything is normal, but if our fleet loses air superiority, the enemy is likely to carry out orbital bombing. However, we have already carried out a lot of fortification operations. If they bombard us forcefully, there will be no benefits."

After listening, Gray looked up at Tassada and said silently

"Did you hear that? You are not bait, you have to be an iron wall to block the human empire's troops there. Aldaris, I hope you can pull out a mixed fleet to support there within two months. I don't want to see the empire lose a very important trade node."

"Understood, elder."

Gray looked at Aldaris who left in a hurry and turned to look at Tassadar again. Now his attitude was much better. He looked at the archon who was already a little haggard in front of him and said with a smile

"Now you can understand whether you are a bait? Don't worry, what I said just now is just to make you understand what you should do as a commander. Only by focusing on the overall situation can you achieve the final victory and be worthy of those who sacrificed."

"May the contract be with you."

Tassadar raised his head after hearing it. On his pale, wrinkled skin, his eyes flashed blue light again. He looked solemnly at the elder in front of him and knelt on one knee for the first time.

"May the contract be with you, respected elder."

Tassadar looked at his new "flagship" and the crew and warriors who survived the previous battle, and felt more comforted.

"Phase technician, how long will it take us to reach Darius?"