"Look, our fleet is charging!"

Hmph, how could a defensive position composed of a mere hundred interstellar frigates and interstellar destroyers possibly stop our interstellar battlecruisers and interstellar cruisers?

"I reckon their defensive positions will be completely destroyed in a moment!" the adjutant sneered from the side.

Saint Cana did not speak.

That's correct in theory.

But for some reason, looking at those hundred defensively positioned Xiaolong interstellar warships, she felt a sense of unease.

Could it be... that with such a disparity in ship types, that man's fleet could still create a miracle?

The answer will be revealed soon.

The Holy Angels fleet, in its charge formation, soon encountered the outermost twenty T3 Triceratops-class interstellar heavy assault frigates.

These twenty T3 Triceratops-class interstellar heavy assault frigates showed no sign of retreat, their close-in weapon systems constantly intercepting enemy attacks.

Nevertheless, a large number of attacks still landed on the hulls of these twenty T3 Triceratops.

Surprisingly, such an attack did not cause effective damage to the hull of the T3 Triceratops in a short period of time.

However, so far, Saint Cana and the others have only been amazed by the impressive defensive capabilities of the Dragon Legion's interstellar escort ships, and have not yet realized their true terrifying nature.

The flagship of the JF-17 Dragon Fleet, the first T3 Wolverine-class heavy interstellar armored destroyer, is located on the bridge.

Shen Bing was standing here at this moment. She had already arranged a detailed battle plan, even though the two sides seemed to be vastly different in strength.

But she still firmly believed that she had a chance to win.

And this opportunity lies on the battlefield she is now setting up.

"Pass on my order: First echelon of Triceratops, advance at full speed! Second defensive echelon, prepare for battle!" Shen Bing issued the order.

At this moment, the twenty T3 Triceratops-class interstellar heavy assault frigates that had been under attack suddenly started their engines at full power, and these twenty T3 Triceratops reached an astonishing speed in a very short time.

Its speed is even comparable to that of the opposing T3 Light Cone-class medium-sized interstellar battlecruiser.

This scene left everyone stunned.

"What are they trying to do!" The Holy Spirit's adjutant suddenly stepped forward, his pale golden eyes filled with astonishment.

Saint Cana didn't speak, but stared intently at the twenty interstellar escort ships that charged toward the Holy Angel Fleet like warriors.

Perhaps countless people are thinking at this moment: Is this an attempt to make these twenty T3 interstellar frigates fight a losing battle?

If Shen Bing were in front of them right now, she would definitely say...

'Who is the egg, and who is the stone? Try and you'll find out.'

Then, an astonishing scene unfolded.

Despite the relentless bombardment from the Holy Angels fleet's ninety interstellar warships, with several T3 Triceratops-class heavy assault frigates even flaming at their bows, they still managed to ram into the Holy Angels fleet.

Fireworks burst forth at this moment!

The Holy Spirit Clan was stunned.

What did they see?

They couldn't believe their eyes!

They saw that the three ramming horns of the enemy's so-called T3 Triceratops-class heavy interstellar frigate had directly smashed the bow of an oncoming T3 Cone-class medium interstellar battlecruiser.

Subsequently, the front fifth of the T3 Lightcone-class medium starship battlecruiser dented in; then, perhaps due to the impact, the starship, which was traveling at high speed, came to a sudden stop.

The terrifying impact caused a huge crack to appear at the rear of the ship.

This... T3 Light Cone-class medium starship battlecruiser was just destroyed by a collision...

This scene was constantly unfolding on other starships of the Holy Angels fleet.

It was like a comet colliding with another comet.

Judging from the battle damage figures, so far both sides have only suffered heavy losses.

Because those twenty T3 Triceratops were also severely damaged at the moment, it was only a matter of time before they were destroyed.

This directly disrupted the original offensive rhythm of the Holy Angels fleet, as the starships in front were forced to slow down, and the starships behind them also had to slow down.

Then, an even more terrifying scene unfolded.

Thirty T3 Wolverine-class heavy interstellar armored destroyers and thirty T3 Triceratops-class heavy interstellar assault frigates took advantage of the moment when the Holy Angels fleet's offensive rhythm was interrupted.

An attack has been launched!

These sixty interstellar warships demonstrated incredible speed.

They charged toward the Holy Angels fleet.

At this moment, the commander of the Holy Angels fleet also realized that something was wrong and immediately ordered his own starships to prepare for battle.

At this point, the truly brutal battle officially began.

The T3 Wolverine-class heavy interstellar armored destroyers of the Xiaolong Fleet faced the enemy's T3 Light Cone-class medium interstellar battlecruisers without fear, and engaged in head-on combat.

Like madmen, they fought to the last moment, even when the ship was attacked and its armor was torn apart.

The other thirty T3 Triceratops-class interplanetary heavy assault frigates continued to uphold their fine tradition of ramming other ships!

Hitting one is no loss, hitting two is a profit!

With this belief in mind, what was originally thought to be a battle where the charge would crush the defense turned into a fierce and chaotic melee.

The situation is a complete mess!

Saint Cana's face looked extremely pale at this moment, even worse than during the first battle.

Even now, she realizes that the development of this holy war duel has exceeded her expectations.

The adjutant who had been shouting excitedly behind her was now completely silent, and even his breathing had become much quieter, as if his breathing was wrong at this moment.

The adjutant stared incredulously at the broadcast window of the second battlefield, which displayed the number of remaining interstellar warships on both sides.

The Holy Angels Fleet (79 ships)

JF-17 fleet (81 ships)

...

The Holy Angels Fleet (71 ships)

JF-17 fleet (70 ships)

...

The Holy Angels Fleet (64 ships)

JF-17 fleet (64 ships)

That's a fair statement!

The battle between the two sides is currently at a stalemate.

No one expected that such a small-scale battle involving a hundred ships would turn out to be so brutal.

And, most likely... their Holy Angel Legion will still lose.

Why?

Keep in mind that there are still twenty T3 Triceratops-class heavy interplanetary frigates standing there at the location of the crystal behind them, and they haven't moved yet! 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Saint Cana's eyes were glazed over; her mind was in complete turmoil. She had never expected such an outcome.

What's going on?

Is it because our Holy Angel Legion is too weak?

The series of setbacks even made her start to doubt herself.

Just then, a magnetic male voice rang out.

"In this second battle, our Xiaolong Legion concedes defeat."

Let's end this battle.

The officers on the Holy Angels' side were dumbfounded; none of them understood what was going on.

How come the other side surrendered when it seemed like they were about to lose a battle?

"We won? Hahaha, we won! It seems that the man on the other side was frightened by the terrifying combat power of our Holy Angel Fleet!" The adjutant jumped out excitedly at this moment.

But the next second, Saint Cana, who had been calm all along, slapped the adjutant across the face. The adjutant flew out and crashed heavily into the wall. He covered his face and looked at the commander in disbelief, wondering why the commander would hit him.

They... clearly won the second game.

"He could have won, but he conceded defeat."

It's because he didn't want to see his crew sacrifice themselves in vain! Saint Cana's expression was complicated; she was no longer as radiant as before.

"The real loser... is us!"