On the flagship, Li Xin did not rush to set out.

In a space battle of this scale, the effect of Li Xin sitting on the flagship and commanding the fleet is far greater than the effect of rushing out to fight in a mecha.

A-class mechas are very powerful, but in a battle of this scale, if they are targeted by concentrated fire, it will not be pleasant.

Not to mention, the other side has nearly two hundred battleships and four to five hundred cruisers.

Even if Guy, the A-level psychic on the opposite side, did not come out to restrain Li Xin and harass him, it would take an unknown amount of time for Li Xin to destroy these warships with just his Broken Sky.

In this battle, Guy did not rush into action, and neither did Li Xin.

Space combat is still mainly based on fleets.

As an A-level psychic, Li Xin can process more combat intelligence and issue more combat orders at the same time.

Almost every minute, under Li Xin's decision, the flagship would issue hundreds of combat orders.

These orders are broken down into whether a ship should continue forward or pause in place.

The ship wants to attack the opponent, which enemy ship to focus on, etc.

Li Xin was in a state of high tension. Galaxy Defense could not lose this battle. If they lost, it would be difficult to get back on their feet.

The same is true for Guy on the opposite side.

On Li Xin's side, most of the news he received was good news, such as the enemy's warships being destroyed, the number of carrier-based aircraft lost, and the number of enemy mecha troops killed by his side.

As for Guy, most of the news he received was bad.

Guy sat on the throne of the flagship, constantly receiving messages and issuing orders.

"Battleship No. 0243's void shield is overloaded, requesting retreat..."

Guy sighed slightly: "Arrange for them to evacuate!"

"Report, battleship No. 0243... has been destroyed..."

"Fleet Commander Koren was killed before he could escape..."

Guy's thoughts froze as another battleship was destroyed and exploded on the battlefield, and there was news of another senior commander being killed in battle.

But he quickly put the news out of his mind, because this was not the first time he had received such news during the battles in the past few days.

Battleships, commanders of branch fleets, and their flagships perished in space.

The loss of carrier-based aircraft and mecha units made this A-level psychic almost bleed with heartache.

The loss of frigates, destroyers, and even large cruisers and battleships was like a knife stabbing into his heart.

But as a high-ranking lord of the Moranok Interstellar Lordship State and the supreme commander of the fleet, Guy could only numbly carry out his command work at this time.

He cannot have any other emotions and cannot be affected by sadness, otherwise it will only cause greater losses to his fleet.

Guy raised his head and looked angrily at the distance. That was where Li Xin was. The powerful psychic torch seemed to remind Guy that he was there.

But Guy didn't dare to rush out of the flagship, nor did he dare to drive his mecha out to fight.

He knew he was no match for Li Xin.

On Li Xin's side, he was looking at the battle report from the front line, his face still grim.

Our side had fewer ships but achieved greater results, which was good for the battle situation.

The Galaxy Defense Fleet still holds the upper hand.

But having an advantage does not mean there will be no losses.

The losses to the galactic defense were also not small, but they were less than those suffered by Moranok.

There were losses in carrier-based aircraft, mechas, and even warships.

How can there be no casualties in a war? Li Xin is very sad now, but there is nothing he can do. Now this battle can only be said to be still in the early stages.

It has been ten days since the first artillery bombardment between the two sides.

The entire Gamma B galaxy is engulfed in war.

The wreckage of exploded starships, space missiles, and the explosion of space torpedoes created more debris.

The energy units on the ship burned blue or even white high-temperature flames on the wreckage.

Li Xin surveyed the battle situation, took a deep breath, and issued an order: "Order the fleet to activate the subspace trap!"

The staff officer behind him immediately repeated Li Xin's order.

The next moment, all large ships opened their subspace traps to block the jumping of the opposing ships.

Of course, not all such blockades were successful. The psychic jump engines of some ships were interfered with, and they were unable to jump into the subspace for at least several days.

Some lucky ones may be able to restart the psychic jump engine in a day or two, and some may not be affected at all.

After opening the subspace trap, Li Xin pushed forward the flags representing the destroyers and ordered, "Separate the enemy fleet!"

"Eat up this fleet first!"

Soon, these orders were broken down by officers from the General Staff Headquarters, and many destroyers cruising outside began to speed up their movements.

Mechas and carrier-based aircraft units also began to clear obstacles for these destroyers.

The area that Li Xin ordered to be cordoned off had at least more than 500 enemy ships, including dozens of large ships.

The destroyers tore through the enemy's frigate defense line and built the encirclement in two days.

Hundreds of frigates from the Galaxy Defense Force were also dispatched to directly fill in this encirclement and intercept the enemy's breakout attempts.

At this time, the attention of the entire battlefield was focused on this area.

Tens of thousands of carrier-based aircraft were fighting fiercely around here, and the battle between the mecha troops had reached a fever pitch.

Li Xin gave the order in a cold voice: "Order the genetic warrior troops to start boarding the enemy ships!"

"Prioritize large ships!"

"Yes! Grand Marshal!"

One general's success is built on the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers, and this is especially true in battles in space.

In the battleship's mecha warehouse, a number of small genetic warrior assault boats are ready.

The assault boats of these gene warriors were launched directly from the battleship into the subspace, and then the subspace was opened and they came directly to the surroundings of the enemy's large ships.

These psychics driving assault boats are all D-class. They only have one chance to open the subspace after they explode.

It can be said that once these genetic warriors' assault boats are launched, they will have no chance of survival unless they achieve their tactical goals.

An assault boat carrying hundreds of genetic warriors.

The assault boat broke through the enemy's void shield, withstood the attack of close-range firepower, and crashed into the enemy's large battleship.

As the hatch of the assault boat opened, sparks and smoke flew everywhere, and suddenly out of the assault boat rushed out a group of genetically modified warriors wearing power armor and armed to the teeth.

"Kill them all!"

"For the glory of the Galactic Defense Company!"