After four days of fighting between the main forces of Moli and the main forces of Ahmed's fleet, Moli of the Oort Cloud United Hegemony was still unable to break through Ahmed's fleet.
Up to now, the besieged part of Duncan's fleet has shown no signs of escaping.
Moreover, towards the end of the battle, Moli could no longer hold on as the losses within the fleet were too great.
The carrier-based aircraft, mechas, and even the fleet used for the assault were destroyed one by one, and Mo Li's eyes twitched with grief.
Mori was in such a bad mood, and Duncan was in an even worse mood.
A series of battle damage reports were sent to Duncan. He dared to look at the first few reports, but he didn't even dare to click on them later.
As long as you don't look at it, the loss will not appear for the time being.
But even though Duncan didn't see it, the loss did exist.
Duncan may not care, but this fleet cannot.
The morale of the fleet has almost collapsed.
On one side, the casualties were extremely high, and the carrier-based aircraft and mecha units sent out were destroyed in battle in a short time.
If you want to live long, you must always stay on the edge and not join the main battlefield.
People on the ship also became panic-stricken.
Finally, after Moli's fleet began to gather its carrier-based aircraft and mecha units and no longer suffered heavy casualties and continued the attack.
This situation was noticed by the besieged fleet.
This fleet of seven or eight thousand ships is divided into two complete space battle groups and half a space battle group.
Moli had no intention of continuing the attack, and all the commanders watching the battle in the galaxy felt a chill in their hearts.
Among the besieged fleet was the commander of the main fleet, who contacted the battle group commander:
"Sir, the Oort Cloud United Hegemony's fleet is withdrawing. What should we do?"
The battle group commander had no choice at this time and he was also very anxious.
The losses of various fleets made him so heartbroken that he could hardly contain himself.
The commander of another space battle group is an A-level psychic.
As an A-level psychic, he is not in that much danger on this battlefield.
As long as he wanted to leave, he could jump into the A-class mecha and directly enter the subspace, escaping from the encirclement of Adams and Owen's fleet.
But this time, he didn't run away.
This A-rank psychic contacted Duncan directly and asked, "Duncan, what are you going to do with this part of our fleet?"
Duncan was on Moli's flagship. Hearing this, his heart tightened.
Moli withdrew his troops and stopped attacking Ahmed's fleet.
Duncan then asked him, "How does Lord Moree intend to rescue the besieged fleet?"
Mo Li was silent for a moment before he slowly said, "Our fleet has suffered heavy losses. The Galaxy Defense Group's fleet is constantly tailing us and trying to contain us. Our only option now is to let this part of the fleet break out on its own."
"We'll hold them on the flanks~"
Duncan was speechless for a moment when he heard this.
Break out on your own.
If a breakout was possible, this part of the fleet would have done it long ago.
Although space is vast and you can walk up, down, forward, backward, left and right, if you can walk, others can walk too.
The enemy's shooting range is long, so it's not easy to break through.
This encirclement is more like an encirclement in a broad sense. You can choose to escape in one direction, but you are destined to leave debris everywhere on the way out.
Duncan thought for a long time, but still didn't know how to respond to his fleet.
After a long while, he finally sighed and said, "Moli and the others are no longer able to support you in breaking out. You should organize the fleet and try to break out first."
"If that doesn't work, just use the mecha to escape. As long as we're still here, we still have a chance."
Upon hearing this, the A-level psychic on the opposite side sighed deeply. He looked around, at the entire flagship command center, and at the many ships still fighting on the periphery.
He sighed, "I see."
After finishing the communication with Duncan.
In the flagship command center, many people were looking at the holographic projection of this A-level psychic, another space battle group, and the commander of many of his main fleets, waiting for his reply.
This A-level psychic looked at the expectant eyes of many people. He was obviously already an A-level psychic, one of the most powerful people in the real universe.
Their bodies had already evolved to an extremely high level, but at this time, he still felt a tightness in his throat.
The words were stuck in my throat, but I couldn't say them.
Another space battle group commander asked, "Sir, what does Lord Duncan say?"
A bold commander of the main fleet asked, "Sir, are we going to be abandoned?"
If it were in the past, the commander of the main fleet would definitely not have had a good ending if he had asked such a rebellious question in front of so many people.
But no one cares about this detail now.
They are all concerned about the future of themselves and the many fleets and soldiers under their command.
The A-level psychic was unable to speak. After a long moment, he finally said, "Duncan and Mori are no longer able to rescue us."
"We can only rely on ourselves."
Although they had already guessed this and knew the outcome, many senior commanders still felt a sense of loss after knowing the result.
"We fought hard in the civil war in Lidadas and suffered heavy casualties. Now we are surrounded, and Duncan wants us to break out on our own."
"If we could break out, we would have done it long ago. Do we need him to tell us?"
A fleet commander roared, unable to suppress the anger in his heart.
He was born in Fornax, and his home planet is now under the control of the Galactic Defense Corporation.
In this battle, his fleet suffered heavy losses, at least half of its fleet was lost.
If we try to break out again, it is hard to say how many warships and soldiers will be left even if we succeed.
It is possible that his fleet organization needs to be disbanded or merged with other fleets.
Among the many senior military officers present at this time, no one stood up to accuse the commander.
A fleet commander said: "In this civil war within Lidadas Capital, the decision of victory is no longer in our hands."
"Instead, it's in the hands of the Galactic Defense Corporation and the Oort Cloud United Hegemony."
"If that's the case, why are we, the Lidadas, still fighting like crazy here?!"
"Our fleet, as well as Adams, Owen and his fleet, have all suffered heavy losses."
"Whether Lord Duncan or General Owen won, how much of our Lidadas capital was attributable to that victory?"
“Are we really fighting for Lidadas Capital?”
The commander was extremely angry. He didn't understand why the war had turned out like this.
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