Chapter 200: The Banfield Territory Defensive Battle, Part 3
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“They fled?”
Seated in a luxurious chair on the bridge of the flagship Argos, I couldn't believe the scene before my eyes.
The fleet I led numbered thirty thousand ships.
In contrast, the enemy had over sixty thousand.
I was dumbfounded to see them turn tail and flee without even a single engagement.
If they were just a ragtag bunch, I could understand them fleeing in fear of my military reputation.
But these were elite troops, even among the Imperial Army.
As I puzzled over the enemy's actions, Eulisia, whom I'd brought along as my adjutant, wore a bitter expression. Her gaze was fixed on the holographic projection of a planet that had been plundered.
Averting her eyes from the ravaged, burning planet, Eulisia reported the details of the enemy fleet to me.
“Lord Liam, the enemy fleet we just encountered is the Special Mission Fleet.”