Chapter 1511: Fellow Countryman Meets Fellow Countryman

During the first wave of the end of the human star field, various cosmic races appeared everywhere. Su Chen already knew that these cosmic races emerged from some hidden spaces.

What impressed Su Chen the most was Yan Yunxing's ghost clan, but the ghost clan was a little different. They did not come out of space, but were driven into the underground world very early.

However, the ghost tribe appeared at that time and caught up with the first wave of the apocalypse of mankind. Su Chen did not believe it if it had nothing to do with it.

Most of these cosmic races have been completely conquered by the Red Alert Empire. Only a very small number are qualified to become residents of the empire. The vast majority will become slaves of the Red Alert Empire until their death.

In the beginning, there was only one place for these cosmic races to go, and that was the mines of the Red Alert Empire on various planets. However, it was later discovered that these cosmic races only knew how to eat, and their efficiency was too low, so they formed an army of cosmic races.

They are said to be soldiers, but they are actually cannon fodder.

In certain wars, it is also a good idea to let them consume part of the enemy's combat power.

This time, Su Chen felt that the cosmic race army could come in handy.

To be honest, when these cosmic races were suddenly teleported to the battlefield, they were almost accidentally killed by the soldiers of the Ninth Front. This is not surprising. After all, they are all a group of alien races. Who would have thought that they were our own people.

"Don't accidentally injure them. These are the slave armies of the cosmic race belonging to the Red Alert Empire. They are considered our own people. Let them fight on the front line and all soldiers retreat." Fortunately, the order from the commander-in-chief of the Ninth Front was issued in a timely manner. .

After receiving the order, the soldiers of the Ninth Front began to retreat, exposing these cosmic race slave armies.

When the Shells took a look, they found that they were actually cosmic races, and some of them were still Shells. It could be said that they were from the same hometown.

Generally speaking, the next sentence is filled with tears, but the cosmic races they encountered have long been unable to betray the Red Alert Empire, so naturally...

A knife in the back!

Just when the Shell tribe was about to get close, the slave army suddenly rioted.

Think about it, how terrifying it is to see a group of people who have been transplanted with ghost patterns, the kind of one-time ghost patterns that are enough to explode with the strongest power.

The planet-level cosmic race is enough to erupt in strength beyond at least three small levels of itself, while the small galaxy level can erupt beyond two small levels, and even the large galaxy level can increase the power of nearly one small level.

The outbreak of so many slave armies made the Shell tribe completely unable to react. After all, in their eyes, all races in the universe are one family, and only humans are the enemy.

A large number of shells died in one encounter.

The shell tribe reacted quickly and attacked the slave army crazily. They really didn't understand why these cosmic races wanted to attack them. They were sent to die together.

If they could talk, they would probably be full of guilt.

They are all forced!

As slaves, they have no rights at all. Whether they live or die depends on Su Chen's face.

Su Chen let them die, no matter how valuable they were, they must die.

This time it was just waste reuse. Even if all these slave soldiers died, Su Chen would not feel distressed.

Not only the slave army, Su Chen also targeted a group, the vassal race!

"Convey my order to the vassal races, and ask them to send 90% of the tribe's strength to participate in the battle. If a race dies or disappears during the war, I will directly exterminate the race!" Su Chen ordered to Alice.

The existence of vassal races only exists at this time. I believe that after a while, the term vassal race will no longer exist in the human star field.

Soon, the news was passed to all the vassal races. After receiving the order, the patriarch of each vassal race was angry, sighed, and helpless.

But they know very well that they are a vassal race. Without a constellation level, they cannot compete with the orders of the only emperor in the human star field.

I am afraid that no human king would object to such an order.

In the past, they might have been able to postpone it, but this time the order was for them to go directly to the ninth front to participate in the battle, which meant that the situation might be critical. Could it be that the decisive battle was coming?

"Delay! Use all methods to delay time. When the aliens break through the human star field, we will have a chance to be free." Many clan leaders made this decision secretly.

They feel that once the decisive battle occurs, it will only be a matter of time before the human star field is destroyed. The races in the outer universe may see that they are all non-human races and allow them to regain their freedom. This is their only chance.

But when they knew that it only took a moment to go to the battlefield, they were shocked.

When did humans invent such terrifying technology? Why don't they know anything?

This is not surprising. The Red Alert World of the Human Star Territory is not open to the vassal races. They have no idea what the current situation is in the Human Star Territory. They still look at the Human Star Territory with the same old eyes and will naturally suffer.

With the Chrono-Space Teleporter, their method of delaying time is tantamount to declaring failure in advance.

These clan leaders panicked. They had received news that once one of their clan members died in battle, their entire race would be implicated.

No one can guarantee that everyone in his tribe has the same idea and will not think about escaping. After all, the battle takes place outside the front line of the human star field. It is equivalent to leaving the human star field. As long as you leave, you can be free!

Who among the vassal races doesn’t want freedom?

The Red Alert Empire moved too fast, giving them less than an hour to gather, and then teleported directly to the battlefield.

To be honest, these vassal races have not been on the battlefield for a long time, and many of those born later have never seen the battlefield. Their first reaction when they came here was not to fight, but to look at everything around them curiously.

Then...the Shell Clan saw another group of cosmic races popping up. They suffered the same losses last time and wanted me to suffer a second time?

no way!

At that time, the Shell tribe vented their anger on these newly emerged vassal races, and directly blinded the vassal races without even resisting.

This is the difference between recruits and veterans. When recruits are beaten, they can only react passively, while veterans think about how to take the initiative when fighting back.

Finally, after a lot of casualties, the vassal race started to fight back. It was impossible not to fight back. The way the Shell tribe looked at them was like they had sworn hatred.

"Kill these traitors!" the Shells roared.

Subject race:? ? ?

They were all dumbfounded. It was obviously the first time we met, okay? What kind of hatred or grudges are there? As for this?