The first battleship, positioned at about half a ship's length from the port side of the Holy Sword, came to a stop.

"Unparalleled!" An old pirate from the former Redbeard Pirate Group stared in a daze at the Feiyang battleship quietly docked beside, suddenly overwhelmed with tears.

"Unparalleled!" A Saleria soldier clenched his fists tightly, struggling to contain his excitement.

All the bandit soldiers gazed in awe at each Feiyang battleship as they entered the formation, maintaining a half ship-length displacement from their own ships.

They knew this wasn't a mistake by the Feiyang pilots. This was the way the space warriors of this era showed respect!

It signified unparalleled achievements!

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On the bridge of the Oracle, Fang Xiang slowly sat down.

Beside her were countless bandit officers and soldiers leaping up, clapping in celebration. The thunderous cheers seemed to pierce through the entire universe!

Fang Xiang turned back, her gaze passing through the cheering crowd to fall on Margaret outside the crowd. A subtle, meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"They won!"

Margaret stood quietly by the porthole, watching the Feiyang battleships sending light signals in salute to the bandit army, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

The Leray people, Saleria people, and Mars people beside her were so proud. They were cheering. They were leaping. Their faces shone with the red glow of excitement, their eyes glistened with tears of pride.

An incredible plan, an incredible battle, an incredible success.

Who else has more reason to be proud? Who else could intervene in a battle of ten A-Class fleets with a B-Class fleet and smile at the end?

Even though it was just a sneak attack, only those who witnessed this entire battle from start to finish could understand the great significance of this raid. This small fleet opened a new era of combat. Their Stealth Technology, their unique tactics, their genius commander, their unbeatable Mecha... their value was higher than ten Feiyang A-Class fleets!

They emerged with a perfect sneak attack. Using one Imperial Duke and two Imperial Royal Fleets, they made their first appearance on the war stage!

This sneak attack is destined to be recorded in history!

Margaret took a deep breath and rubbed her temples, which were throbbing due to prolonged tension.

That Fatty is certainly very pleased now. Hanfrey in his hands... it's a fate worse than death!

Fatty would never let such a good opportunity slip by!

"My dear...."

When Hanfrey, clad in the Imperial General Uniform, was escorted out of the escape pod with a pale face and appeared before Fatty. Fatty clumsily hugged Hanfrey's head and gave him a big kiss.

"Order your fleet to surrender! Otherwise, I'll smash your butt!" Fatty waved a wolf-tooth club clumsily: "I'm serious."

The landing pad fell silent.

Many bandit soldiers stood agape, shell-shocked.

Hanfrey, who had been prepared and intended to use his fleet's numerical advantage to negotiate and play psychological games, wavered for a moment, then took a deep breath, striving to maintain his composure, though a profound sadness welled up within him.

This opponent, finally met face to face, struck his weak spot in the very first second.

He's a noble, and the education he's received from a young age has become part of his character. He could die, but he could not endure such humiliation.

In front of him, Fatty, who had slobbered all over his forehead, was brandishing the wolf-tooth club, seemingly streaked with blood. Behind Fatty was a row of ferocious, ruthless tough guys.

All this was enough to make his defenses crumble instantly.

"They won't attack with me in your hands." Hanfrey ceased his futile resistance. He knew he'd lost this round. All he could do now was try not to lose too completely.

"They still dare to attack?" Fatty waved the wolf-tooth club powerfully, yelling: "Let them try!"

"Even though you've captured me, we still have the upper hand in this situation." Hanfrey said lightly: "Either you kill me, and we perish together. Or, I'll exchange ten battleships, twenty cruisers, and forty destroyers. We'll withdraw from the Longbow Star System. Furthermore, I can assure you, as long as you're around, the Hanfrey Fleet will never set foot in the Longbow Star System!"

A few bandit strategists glanced at each other, feeling a bit of admiration for Hanfrey.

Maintaining such composure in adverse situations was no small feat. Moreover, the man had astutely analyzed the relationship between the Feiyang Fleet and the bandit fleet and proposed a number of warships that the bandits could realistically acquire as terms of exchange.

This instant decision-making alone was worthy of his title as a Great General! Indeed, truly killing him would provoke a frenzied attack from the Binart Fleet. Perhaps before, in a disadvantageous position, they might have been willing to use their formation and terrain advantage to fight for victory. But now, having captured Hanfrey, who could resist the allure of ending the battle bloodlessly while gaining such rich spoils?

But... this Fatty is not a typical person.

"Kill you?" Fatty shook his head so quickly that the fat on his face jiggled, and he rudely declared: "I don't kill people; I just love smashing butts!"