T4 Star Emperor-class Medium Aircraft Carrier - Bridge

Qin Hu stared in despair at the electronic screen in front of him, which displayed information and data representing the 20,000 interstellar warships he led.

At this moment, half of the 20,000 interstellar warships on this ship have turned gray.

They have become nothing more than debris and trash in this cosmos.

The remaining ten thousand interstellar warships were flashing red, indicating that their hulls were under attack.

As far as Qin Hu could see, an icon of an interstellar warship turned gray almost every second.

He slumped into the captain's chair in despair.

"Your Highness, the current situation... the enemy's starfleet numbers exceed our intelligence."

Therefore, I suggest... we break out and evacuate immediately!

"Regardless, your safety is the most important thing." An adjutant looked at the Third Prince.

Qin Hu covered his eyes, his arms trembling uncontrollably.

His emotions are very complicated right now.

Anger? Resentment? Shame? Doubt?...

A mix of emotions flooded his mind, making him feel as if he were dreaming.

For a few seconds, he genuinely fantasized that it was all just a dream, and that it wasn't real.

But the constant stream of intelligence reports about friendly ships being destroyed made him realize...

This is all true!

All of this is true.

That damned Zhao Chen actually possesses three thousand T3-class interstellar warships.

That bastard!

That shameless bastard!

He actually hid his strength; if he hadn't,

I will not suffer any losses here, facing this situation.

That despicable and shameless bastard!

"Break through! Break through immediately!" Qin Hu gritted his teeth as he sat in the captain's chair, his mind already laid out a revenge plan.

It's okay that he failed this time.

After he got back, he asked his brother for more interstellar warships.

If 20,000 ships aren't enough, then 50,000 will do!

If 50,000 ships aren't enough, then 100,000 will do!

Qin Hu is determined to flatten the entire Xiaolong Galaxy. He will bombard that planet from near-Earth orbit around the Xiaolong main star, turning the Zhao family's planet into ruins.

Qin Hu's eyes were bloodshot, and he was already somewhat deranged.

Seeing this, the adjutant next to him knew that the Third Prince Qin Hu was now somewhat bewitched. Originally a chosen one of heaven, he had repeatedly stumbled at the hands of Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen has become more than just a demon in the Third Prince's heart; he has become an almost nightmare-inducing presence.

If Zhao Chen is not killed, it will probably take a long time for the Third Prince to change his personality and lose control of his emotions.

The adjutant sighed and looked at the interstellar battlefield before him.

Not only the Third Prince, but even these senior officers hadn't expected that this interstellar war would develop into this situation.

The strength displayed by the Dragon Legion was a slap in the face to everyone.

The sound of that slap was clearly audible throughout the entire Star Glory Empire.

The adjutant began organizing a breakout.

Time passed little by little.

The number of the Third Prince's fleet also decreased sharply from the initial 20,000 ships to 10,000, and then to 5,000.

As the encirclement of the T3 Triceratops-class interstellar heavy assault frigates narrowed, the number of ships gradually decreased from five thousand to three thousand... two thousand... one thousand...

Ultimately, the Third Prince's fleet's several attempts to break out all failed.

Each time a breakout attempt is made, the T3 Blizzard-class light starship battlecruiser and the T3 Windhawk-class medium starship will rush to the rescue and directly intercept the Third Prince's fleet attempting to break out.

With the number of interstellar warships decreasing, the possibility of breaking out is also getting smaller and smaller.

Moreover, the Falcon Legion also possesses a powerful weapon: the T3-class interstellar missile ship!

More than two hours have passed since the last interstellar missile attack.

Even if it's slow, the interstellar missile resupply should be completed by now.

Therefore, the officers in the Third Prince's fleet were all very clear that they now had no hope of breaking through and escaping.

Perhaps... they only have one choice.

The flagship's adjutant walked to the captain's chair again. He looked at the Third Prince, whose face was ashen. He was still immersed in the defeat of this battle.

The adjutant knew that disturbing the Third Prince at this time was a very bad choice.

But he had no choice but to focus on the remaining thousand interstellar ships.

"Your Highness," the adjutant called softly.

Qin Hu raised his head in a daze and looked at his adjutant.

The adjutant bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, the enemy's encirclement is very strong, and we have failed to break through several times."

We now have less than a thousand interstellar warships left.

This includes two T4 Star Emperor-class medium-sized carrier starships and one T4 Borei-class heavy interstellar battleship, as well as one hundred T3-class interstellar battleships and less than one thousand T2-class interstellar battleships.

The situation of these interstellar warships is also not optimistic.

"If the fighting continues, we'll be completely annihilated by the JF-17 Legion within an hour."

The adjutant paused for a moment, then looked at Qin Hu with a complicated expression: "Considering the safety of your life, Third Prince..."

We believe that the only option now is to surrender.

Even if Zhao Chen is incredibly bold, he wouldn't dare to attack your flagship after you surrender.

"After that, as long as the princes' faction exerts pressure, you will regain your freedom."

"You...make me surrender! Surrender to that Zhao Chen!" Qin Hu looked at his adjutant with an expression as if he had eaten shit.

The adjutant immediately knelt on one knee: "I know that such behavior is shameful and has brought disgrace upon you."

However, Your Highness, please consider the bigger picture. The destruction and fall of us, including these thousand interstellar warships, is a minor matter.

None of us can compare to your life!

Therefore, we surrender for now to ensure your safety.

As the saying goes, "Where there's life, there's hope."

Once His Highness regains his freedom and reorganizes the fleet, he will personally lead 50,000 to 100,000 interstellar warships to once again invade the Xiaolong system.

We can certainly avenge this humiliation!

The founding emperor of the Starry Empire once said, "It doesn't matter how many battles you lose, as long as you win the last battle."

Then you are the ultimate winner!

Qin Hu listened to his adjutant's words, took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, his fingertips piercing his palms, and blood flowed out.

"...Okay...surrender to the Dragon Legion."

Ultimately, Qin Hu issued the order to surrender.

The adjutant was secretly delighted, but showed no sign of it on his face.

He immediately instructed the communications crew to issue a surrender notice to the Dragon Legion, and at the same time ordered all starships in the Third Prince's fleet to cease their attacks and be ready to shut down their starship engines at any time.

surrender?

I never imagined I'd one day surrender to the guy who stole my fiancée.

Qin Hu sat in the captain's chair, looking utterly dejected, like a stray dog.

But soon, a pair of military boots appeared in front of him again.

Qin Hu raised his head and looked at his adjutant, whose expression was complicated.

"Has that bastard Zhao Chen accepted our surrender?"

The adjutant hesitated for a long time before slowly saying, "The commander of the Xiaolong Legion, Zhao Chen, replied... that he wants to surrender... and that you should personally speak to him..."

Qin Hu's face turned red, and the veins on his neck bulged. He felt a rush of blood to his head.

"Your Highness, please consider your life!" The adjutant knelt on one knee again.

"Give me... connect to Zhao Chen's communication!" Qin Hu gritted his teeth and spat out these words, as if he had used up all the courage he had in his life.