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Chapter 868: Chapter 473, The Chieftain’s End_2

Chapter 868: Chapter 473, The Chieftain’s End_2

In a state of emergency, Titus had no choice but to act. With no way to muster troops from his stronghold, he could only call upon forces from other planets that had been invaded over the past four years.

It was definitely not a good choice; most of those planets had not been fully occupied by the Green Skins and could not provide adequate support of all kinds.

However, he had no other option. He must first safeguard the main force on the main battleground.

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Kazimir Erso, of course, also learned about what was happening on the Eastern Front Battlefields.

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In fact, after the victory at Temir, Gu Hang changed his style of the past few years of limited contact with the Western Front, sending news of the victory immediately.

Six months ago, I sent an envoy to urge you to take the offensive, and you ignored me, even citing the Eastern Cosmos Domain Chair, Zuo Zhaofeng, to pressure me; now, you’ve launched a full offensive without even a signal?

What exactly does the Alliance want to do?

Erso, indignant, doubted the battle reports sent by the Alliance in truth.

When hearing about the annihilation of three hundred warships and several billion Green Skins, Erso could hardly believe it.

Such a scale, if it occurred on their Western Front main battleground, would be a severe blow to the Green Skins and would allow him to push the battle line far forward.

The Eastern Front can achieve this?

You have battleships? Then there’s no problem.

After the Battle of Temir, Gu Hang continued to maintain this full communication with him.

In fact, saying it’s comprehensive is only in comparison to the previous two years. Gu Hang essentially only sent one-sided messages and had no intention of consulting with Erso, the Supreme Commander, about how to conduct the war.

The Alliance would simply clarify to these allies what we have done, what we are doing, and what we’re going to do.

As for whether you coordinate with us, that’s up to you to decide.

The attitude of the Alliance actually irritated Erso.

But he couldn’t just let it out.

Gu Hang ignored him, and after weighing his options, he realized he seemed to have no other choice.

Besides seizing this opportunity to pursue the enemy actively, what else could he do?

He privately harbored a thought: let the Green Skins’ main force retreat, follow behind them, and then watch the Alliance engage in a fierce battle with the Green Skins’ main force, eager to see what Gu Hang’s expression would look like then.

But that was just wishful thinking.

The Green Skins’ former flagship had already been destroyed by the Fury Flame Battle Group; what remained was a beggar’s version of a combat moon, whose real combat effectiveness was about the same as a battleship; the main force of the Green Skins’ ground troops might be around several billion.

If they retreated and fought with the Alliance, the Alliance might not necessarily lose.

Especially since he received a notice from the Alliance: on Capital Star and Light Blessing Star, the inevitable paths of the Green Skins’ retreat, the Alliance was fully committed to building a Defense System, vigorously fortifying the planets. Those places, in later battles, would likely not be the Green Skins’ home field.

If the Alliance won or even fought to a draw, what would he do then?

He had been ostentatiously aiding the Dragonhawk Star Domain, serving as the main force for two and a half years, losing ships one by one, watching squads of brothers die—and the Iron-Tooth Clan would end up being defeated by the Alliance?

All glory attributed to the Alliance?

Thinking of such a scenario, Erso just couldn’t accept it.

Now, no one could erase the Alliance’s role in this war. Objectively, they did, indeed, make enormous contributions on the overall battlefield level.

But in front of Erso, there still remained the greatest trophy of the entire Iron Teeth War:

Titus himself.

The Beastman chieftain leading the Green Skins’ main force could not be allowed to escape.

Capturing them and eliminating this chieftain would mean that the Iron-Tooth Clan would become another medal in the history of the Fury Flame Battle Group.

The value of this medal was high. After all, the annihilation of a large Green Skin nation, which had troubled a Star Domain for decades and possessed a combat moon—even a beggar’s version—along with hundreds of billions in total number, by the Fury Flame Battle Group would count among the most boast-worthy achievements in the Battle Group’s long history.

Although the Alliance played a significant role in this war, at best, they were of secondary status, merely a small episode in the story behind their medal.

From this perspective, he had to thank the Alliance.

Without the immense advantage created by the Alliance on the Eastern Front, the Fury Flame Battle Group wouldn’t know how long it would be entangled with the Iron Tooth Orcs in the Dragonhawk Star Domain, nor how many sacrifices would have to be made.

Now, they possessed an overwhelming advantage and could win in one decisive battle.

And if they won, killing Titus, it would not only inscribe a glorious page in the history of the Battle Group but also fulfill their primary objective for participating in the Iron Teeth War: to expand the Battle Group’s influence in the Eastern Cosmos Domain through battle merits.

Of course, all this was predicated on Titus’s death becoming his crowning achievement. If the Alliance took that crown, then the Fury Flame Battle Group would be utterly foolish.

Fortunately, the Alliance didn’t seem to have any intentions in this regard. The Alliance’s Fleet had merely held their southernmost position at strategic points like Capital Star and Light Blessing Star, merely blocking the Green Skins’ northern escape route with no desire to move south to join the main battlefield.