After giving all the instructions that needed to be given, Marshal Philip's return fleet entered the subspace passage. As the subspace entrance closed, Marshal Philip got the chance to take a breath while staying in his own room.

In the lounge, Marshal Philip's face gradually showed sadness.

After learning of the death of Elf King Jason Rust, Marshal Philip had been very calm, giving orders and directing actions to the frontline troops in an orderly manner.

In the eyes of others, it seems that the death of Elf King Jason Rust did not have much impact on him.

But this was not the case. Marshal Philip just suppressed the deepest grief in his heart.

Because Marshal Philip at the time knew very well that there were still many things waiting for him to deal with.

It wasn't until everything was done and he was alone in this lounge that the grief that had been suppressed for a long time was gradually released.

In fact, when Marshal Philip led his army on this expedition, he was mentally prepared to say goodbye forever.

Because the front line is dangerous and various variables are unpredictable, and at the same time, even he may die for who knows how many years.

So before every expedition, Marshal Philip would have a drink with Jason Rust.

Jason Rust understood what he meant, but they didn't say too many words. They just drank one glass after another, and whatever they wanted to say was in the wine.

But Marshal Philip never expected that the first person to leave during this expedition would be Jason Rust, who was at the rear...

On the grounds of 'rest', Marshal Philip told his soldiers not to disturb him for the next period of time unless there was an emergency that they could not handle.

Now he was leaning in the lounge, with grief pouring out of his heart. Marshal Philip took out a bottle of wine, but he didn't drink too much, he just had a drink, as if he was giving his good brother a drink.

Procedure.

A few days later, Marshal Philip appeared in front of his subordinates again, with nothing strange on his face.

I have confirmed the status of the fleet in the past few days. Generally, there will be no unexpected situations in the subspace channel.

At the moment, what Marshal Philip is more concerned about is undoubtedly Ajer and Ivan.

These two are the children of his sister and Jason Rust, that is to say, they are both his nephews.

His sister died of a serious illness when Ivan was eighty-nine years old.

Before he died, he specifically told him to take care of these two nephews.

Therefore, for Marshal Philip, his two nephews are really full of flesh on the palms and backs of their hands.

The relationship between the two brothers Ajer and Ivan has always been very good.

But this time, the death of Jason Rust gave them a huge stimulus after all. Under this premise, Ajer's character was still very impulsive, coupled with the instigation of those supporters...

Today's Marshal Philip is really afraid that they will lose their minds and end up fighting against each other.

Thinking of this, he even couldn't help but feel a little bit resentful towards the late Jason Rust.

Originally, if you just let Ajer, the eldest son, succeed you, nothing will happen.

Of course, this idea did not last long, at most it was just a momentary remark.

Calm down and think about it, according to Jason Rust's description in the exchange of messages, Ivan may really be more suitable to be the Elf King than his elder brother Ajer.

Jason Rust wants Ivan to succeed him, which is essentially for the future of their elven kingdom.

But...

"You really left me a big trouble..."

And just as Ajer and Marshal Philip confirmed the news and began to rush back with all their strength, on the known universe side, under the mediation of Mia, the Elf Kingdom and the Black Iron Empire tentatively reached an agreement. Exchange between elves and dwarves staying within their respective borders.

For the sake of safety and fairness, the two parties exchanged the coordinates of the clan members, which were provided by Mia, the secretary-general of the Alliance Committee.

And just when the transport ships loaded with the other tribesmen on both sides were completely approaching and preparing to exchange people from both sides, the hatch of the transport ship on the Black Iron Empire side showed a malfunction, and it would take some time to detect it.

This news was first passed to the staff of the Alliance Committee as the intermediary, and then the staff conveyed it to the elven fleet that came to exchange people.

In the meantime, it is inevitable to spend some more time, and it is during this time gap that on the outside of the waiting area of ​​the elven fleet that came to meet the tribe, the dwarf warships maintained the environmental mimicry, gliding all the way at low speed, approaching the main line. The elven fleet in waiting state.

Perhaps because the Alliance Committee was in charge, the Elf Fleet did not show too much nervousness during this operation.

At this point in time, the contact from the Alliance Committee had just arrived, notifying them that the hatch of the dwarf transport ship had malfunctioned.

At the same time, at this time, the Elf Fleet officially entered their attack range.

At this moment, the surrounding void environment was easily torn apart by scorching energy rays, tearing apart the disguised dwarf fleet. Using their Black Iron Empire's signature fire weapon, the thermonuclear energy cannon, they launched towards the elven fleet waiting in the distance. After the merciless firepower sweep, the Spirit Fleet's reaction was quite timely, and the defensive shield was quickly deployed.

But when they were attacked by the dwarf fleet, they had already lost the upper hand. In addition, the dwarf fleet had clearly come prepared for this wave. It had an extremely accurate grasp of the entire firepower intensity, and with a round of explosive The firepower was poured out, and a large number of elven warships were destroyed immediately.

At the same time, the dwarf transport ship, which was unable to open the hatch due to a malfunction, crashed into the Elf Kingdom's transport ship. In the process, the wall-breaking drill mounted in the transport ship directly forcibly broke open the Elf transport ship's door. Outer hull.

Immediately afterwards, the 'malfunctioning' hatch of the dwarf transport ship quickly opened, and the next second, a large number of fully armed dwarf soldiers rushed out.

In order to control the order inside the ship, a certain size of troops are temporarily deployed inside the Elf transport ship.

But how can an elf force of that size be comparable to the dwarves' force of an entire transport ship?

Things have developed to this point, and with the unfolding of the dwarf force's actions, the outcome of this matter is completely predictable.

All the dwarves in the elven transport ship were sent to the dwarf transport ship and rescued.
Chapter completed!