Six hundred and forty-two ready to harvest
It is not easy to evacuate an entire army.
However, it is still very easy to just evacuate all the seventh-order leader-level purgatory creatures, and the whole process even only takes a few minutes.
It's just that the current leader-level creatures here need to recover to at least 50% of their strength before they can open the space channel!
And the other ten who are retreating from the front line will not be able to reach them for a while.
That's a little embarrassing.
"Damn, Tara, how long will it take for you to recover to the strength of opening the channel?"
"Ten minutes, but it's hard to tell if you're attacked again!"
"Okay, then you focus on recovery, and all our leader-level creatures will make meat shields for you!"
After hearing the conversation between Picto and Tara, more than 20 leader-level creatures nodded, and then dragged their huge body with difficulty and leaned towards Tara.
And after nearly 2AU, the ten leader-level purgatory creatures headed by Brock also gave up their plans to return to Tara... Anyway, they couldn't make it in time!
He simply opened ten space channels on the spot, and commanded the ethnic-level creatures to start retreating.
As for themselves, there is no hurry for the time being!
After all, it still takes ten minutes for Tara, and they are not in any danger for the time being, so just stay here and command the army of ethnic-level creatures.
If something happens on Tara's side, it's better to provide support!
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"Commander, targets 25-34 opened the space transmission channel, but they did not enter it themselves, and the remaining ethnic-level creatures began to retreat!"
Inside the bridge, the adjutant was reporting the latest information to Wang Hai.
"Well, their purpose should be to protect the twenty or so at the rear. After all, they don't seem to have recovered enough to move freely!"
"Yes, the same conclusion is on the staff team!"
"Don't worry about them, with our current strength, it is very difficult to kill the second leader-level purgatory creature, order the fleet, keep a distance, and how many can be eliminated before they completely withdraw!"
"clear!"
Countless dazzling rays of light constantly streak through the void,
Wave after wave slammed into the array of purgatory creatures, and almost every wave could take away at least a million of them.
It's not that Brock hasn't tried to fight back, but the opponent's control of the distance between the two sides is quite in place, and he always makes himself unable to display all the combat power, and a small part of the combat power is a threat to the Nether-class fleet. Not much.
If you want to break the game, you must have a leader-level creature to attack.
But the scene of Ora just now was in the minds of every leader-level purgatory creature and could not be shaken away for a long time.
Even if he is not as weak as Aura, a group of leader-level creatures dare not go forward easily.
On the one hand, there are 200 million human warships here, not the 5 million year ships on the Tarr side.
Maybe 5 million can pose a very limited threat, but 200 million ships are not necessarily.
On the other hand, Bullock is also afraid of falling into the opponent's trick again.
After all... in these ten minutes, it is the most important to protect the more than 20 leader-level creatures in the rear. As for how many human battleships are killed?
Sorry, it doesn't make any sense!
Until ten minutes later!
A huge space transmission channel was opened by Tara behind the purgatory army.
Immediately... in just two minutes, more than 20 leader-level creatures entered the passage one by one.
Of course, when they left, they also sent Ola's body in.
Brock, who saw this scene, was also relieved, and immediately sent a loud shout to the minds of the other nine leader-level domain creatures.
"withdraw!"
A minute later, there was no more leader-level purgatory creature in the entire Sassar star field.
The rest... just the more than two billion ethnic-level creatures who retreated through the space transmission channel and counterattacked indiscriminately.
"Commander, all primary targets have all escaped through the space transmission channel. At present, there are only secondary targets left on the battlefield, with a number of 2.03 billion!"
"At the same time, after the last ten primary targets left, the secondary targets began to become chaotic, as if they were in a state of no command!"
On the right back of Wang Hai, the adjutant Hui reported.
"Encircle and suppress with all our strength, and at the same time inform the base camp that in order to annihilate the enemy's living forces as much as possible, we need more fire support!"
"Commander, over there at the base camp..."
"I know, but just relying on a space transmission channel of this size, it will take at least 4 hours for the two billion ethnic-level creatures to evacuate here. I don't want the base camp to send a fleet immediately, but to ask them there. Once a fleet is restored to combat readiness, it will be dispatched immediately!"
"Understood, I will contact you now!"
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Cosmic Current Node, Chelsea.
"Marshal, there is news from Wang Hai that all the leader-level creatures of the Purgatory Legion have escaped through space teleportation, but there are still 2 billion ethnic-level creatures in the future."
"According to Wang Hai's calculations, it will take at least 4 hours for these ethnic-level creatures to evacuate."
"Therefore, Commander Wang Hai hopes that once we have troops that can fight, we will immediately send them to the Sasar Star Field for firepower assistance, and strive to kill as many of these ethnic-level creatures as possible before they all leave!"
"Do we need to..."
Liang Xue came to Lin Fan's side, and after a briefing on the battle situation, she asked.
"Is that so?"
"Tell Wang Hai, we still need two hours before we can send fleets one after another!"
"Yes!"
Two hours may seem like a long time, but it seems to be insignificant on the premise that the Purgatory Legion needs at least 4 hours to fully evacuate.
After all, even if it was two hours late, Lin Fan still had the confidence to destroy nearly half of the purgatory army.
Of course, the premise is that the base camp can send at least ten galaxy clusters!
"Can you figure out where those purgatory creatures ended up going?"
"unconfirmed!"
"Um?"
Lin Fan frowned.
After all, as long as this thing is based on the direction in which the other party opens the space channel, it can be roughly judged.
But now Liang Xue said there was no way to calculate it, which made Lin Fan somewhat confused!
"Marshal, their direction is the Boes Hollow."
"And as you know, there are no planets in the Boes constellation, so we can't accurately measure its destination!"
"It turns out to be like this, but I think that if their Shepherd's seat is empty, they are likely to go to the small world of the Zerg. You know, that is the only abnormal place in the entire Shepherd's Hollow, and this is still the original Iraqi world. Punos's primary goal is just being taken away by Jiang Hai and having a meal!"
"Yes, this possibility is very high, do we need to pursue it there?"
"No, Lin Yu left a gift there before. It's fine if they don't go. If they really go...that's courting death!"
