Chapter 334: Tairen: Why Are You Shaking? (Part 2)

"Let them launch an attack; this is an order!"

"Do you understand the order?!"

The Sanctum Star lies deep within the underground Command Center.

In the cramped room, Liang Tusi's desk was surrounded by Sanctum Star commanders.

At the same time, a group watched Liang Tusi furiously slam his pen, sweat beading on his forehead, yet they dared not speak.

Only after Liang Tusi finally settled down, slumping dejectedly into his chair, did he, after a long silence, speak weakly:

"The Imperial Guard and Captain Astarte, stay; everyone else, leave first."

The crowd immediately scattered, but the mortal commanders remained in the corridor, enduring the stifling, unventilated underground heat, lighting a cigarette to ease their nerves as sweat dripped.

For a moment, the already stale, unventilated air was further pierced by the sharp smell of cigarettes.

Then, under the cigarette's calming effect, the furrowed brows of the crowd, twisted by the dire battle situation, finally found brief relief.

I expected Liang Tusi to resume complaining in his own room about how disobedient the Green Ally was, but just as the crowd finished the first drag, the tightly shut door swung open again.

Then Liang Tusi hurried toward the center of the underground command room, unable to believe:

"What? Lord Supreme Saint wants to lead the Orcs in an immediate counterattack?"

Liang Tusi stared at the report delivered by the Star Realm Army, and was instantly frozen in place.

He then rushed to the central projection of the underground command room, watching the Sanctum Star's orbital status on the display.

Originally, his command of the Orc army was rather halting, one could even say he barely gave them any orders.

Now, after receiving Xisi's directive, they cared not for mere joy of battle or a big Waaagh, and immediately broke free from the Tairen bio-ship entangling them.

They resolutely carried out Xisi's order to assemble the troops, heedless of everything.

Seeing such unquestioning obedience, willing to spare no cost to complete the mission, the already furious Liang Tusi was shocked to the point that even his breathing faltered.

"Is this… still those Orcs?"

"How come we never saw them this eager before?!"

As the Sun Lord, Liang Tusi should, in theory, never show his emotions openly.

But at this moment, not only did he reveal his feelings, he actually cracked in front of his subordinates.

It feels as if I've been pleading to a grandfather and a grandmother, having spent a lifetime as a sycophant to someone I could never reach, and then when someone shows up and says just one line, I instantly turn around and become the sycophant again.

How could such a thing not cause Liang Tusi to crack?

Until the Orc fleet in Orbit swiftly completed its assembly, and under Aolake's lead, surged toward the opposite side where the bio‑ship fleet had also gathered.

Liang Tusi finally forced down his pent‑up anger and, with a frantic tone, spoke:

"Send a letter to the Supreme Saint immediately, stating that the Tairen aren't afraid of attrition; even if the Supreme Saint repels this batch, the Tairen will quickly send another!"

Liang Tusi remained rational, his words full of anxiety about Xisi being at a disadvantage.

After all, the true terror of the Tairen lies not in how powerful their combat ability is, nor how terrifying their infiltration.

But in the literal sense, their numbers are endless!

For the Tairen, losing a fleet that can deliver a heavy blow to the enemy is a win‑win; they profit greatly.

The Tairen grow stronger the more they lose, while other forces grow weaker the more they win.

Liang Tusi feared Xisi didn't realize this, resulting in needless loss of many forces.

Soon, after Liang Tusi sent Xisi a reminder, he anxiously watched the Orc fleet that Xisi swiftly integrated.

He looked on with hopeful expectation that Xisi's Orc fleet might halt.

But the Orc fleet showed no sign of slowing; instead it accelerated, and Xisi did not ignore Liang Tusi, replying to him.

"Sir, the Supreme Saint says everything can wait until this battle is over."

【9】 Liang Tusi was stunned by those words, then his inner frustration deepened as he watched the Orc fleet he had longed for rush forward en masse, preparing for a battle that seemed utterly meaningless to him.

Liang Tusi heard those words and was completely stunned, then his inner anger flared even more as he stared at the orc fleet he had been dreaming of day and night, and he rushed forward like a swarm of bees, ready to fight a battle that, to Liang Tusi, was utterly meaningless.

Liang Tusi dared not openly oppose Xisi, even though those around him were his own men, not Xisi.

Liang Tusi could only lower his head slightly, continuing with a despondent, low voice:

"Even if we win, what then?"

"Unless the profit of a battle exceeds that of the Tairen, any fight is a loss."

At this point, Liang Tusi could no longer hold back; he snapped his head up toward those beside him, asking in a tone that expressed his utter bafflement at Xisi:

"Could it be that after the Supreme Saint leads a battle, the Orcs' post‑war gains would surpass those of the Tairen?!"

"Is that possible?!"

Liang Tusi said nothing angrily, and while he was speechless, the Orc fleet gathered on the projected Orbit began colliding with the bio‑ship fleet.

Moreover, it was unclear what Xisi was thinking; Liang Tusi even noticed that the fleet charging forward consisted solely of Orcs.

The reinforcement fleet Xisi had brought was merely hanging back, watching the spectacle.

"Having superior forces unused, yet insisting on adding a small detachment, this…"

"Is this really the Supreme Saint commanding?"

After saying that, Liang Tusi opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't bring himself to, his face flushing red with suppressed anger, then he spoke angrily:

"Fanluosi is incompetent! He failed to assist the Supreme Saint properly!"

After that outburst, Liang Tusi's complexion finally improved.

He then stared intently at his prized Orc fleet, hoping their losses would be minimized.

Perhaps the bio‑ships and Orcs fought with gusto, in a brief but fully intense meat grinder.

The battle in the void ended at an astonishing speed.

The result was obvious: the Orc fleet won, and no human doubted it.

They merely observed the Orc fleet's casualties, hoping to keep losses to a minimum.

Fortunately, before the Tairen's next, even crazier assault arrives, the Orcs can continue to fight.

After discovering that the bio‑ship that burst into the Sanctuary Star had been destroyed, it was the Terran tendrils blocked outside the star system that immediately dispatched a new wave—more bio‑ship fleets.

Only under Liang Tusi's anxious stare did Xisi personally lead the Beastmen fleet to finish the battle.

It is currently undergoing Xisi's inspection.

To be precise, Xisi is, through a projection, carefully examining the Hundredfold Amplification and the Beastmen's evolutionary state amid the high‑intensity Terran saw.

As a species that grows stronger the more it fights, Xisi is very curious how exaggerated the Hundredfold Amplification would be on them.

Then, as Xisi completely disregarded the endless bio‑ship sea surging from afar, his body, after his gaze repeatedly swept over the Beastmen army, began to tremble uncontrollably!

After confirming that a single battle had caused the surviving Beastmen to grow a full centimeter in stature, Xisi suddenly turned his head, and under the countless giant eyes of the distant Terran bio‑ships' bewildered stare, his body shook completely.

Terran:

"No, look at me..."

"Why are you shaking?!"