and backing them into a corner,
After cutting their supply lines
the Alliance forces in a single counterattack.
the Imperial military sought to finish
Here they come!
What's the ETA on the enemy?
Approximately six minutes!
Right! All ships, prepare for full-scale combat!
Contact the C-in-C and the 13th Fleet.
"We have encountered the enemy!"
Yes, sir, at once!
Send message at once:
Okay, Miracle Yang will rush to the rescue soon.
"We have encountered the enemy!"
Okay, Miracle Yang will rush to the rescue soon.
Then we can pincer the enemy!
Yeah!
But then, where Yang is now will be...
Sir...
It's finally begun, hasn't it?
Enemy missile cluster, closing! 11 o'clock!
Deploy decoys to 9 o'clock.
Prepare to launch the Spartanians.
Yes, sir!
as soon as preparations are complete.
All Spartanian squadrons, launch in sequence
All ships, sortie!
Each squadron, launch in sequence
Poplin, I'll go out ahead!
as soon as preparations are complete.
Sure, I'll be right behind you!
Repeating...
I'll even give you a handicap.
Rack up some points before me.
So, how about it?
Lieutenant, please, this is hardly the time!
What are you doing?!
This is the only one left!
Sorry! I'm just finishing now, Chief!
Let her do what she needs to.
All ships, sortie.
Each squadron, launch in sequence
as soon as preperations are complete.
Well now, shall I get going?
Locks, off.
Phase 6-B.
Airlock, commence closure.
Secondary locks, off.
Depressurization in five seconds.
Airlock seal, confirmed.
2, 1...
Final locks, off.
All over.
All right!
Like you're gonna hit me?
So, the 13th Fleet?
Interesting.
to show us his skill?
Shall we get the notorious Yang Wen-li
Good boy, hold it right there, and...
Okay, come on!
There we go!
What?
Bastard!
What's the matter, Poplin?
That's one more point for me.
Send the bill to maintenance.
My sights are off!
What?!
Konev, cover me.
I'm returning to the mother ship!
Roger!
Man, this is embarrassing!
This is embarrassing!
taking us so long to defeat?!
Why is an enemy like this
and lure them within range of our guns.
Do a half-encirclement from behind
You trying to kill your own side?!
What's your problem, saying that to a superior?
Shut up! You and your half-assed maintenance!
My gun's off-angle 12 degrees!
You salary-thief!
What?!
You're blaming your inexperience on others-
You son of a bitch!
You've got some nerve, saying that.
Bastard!
Stop it!
This isn't the time!
You can settle it once you're back.
Don't stop me, Konev!
Stop it!
They got Shakely, and Hughes, too.
Those guys?!
This fight's not going well.
Let's just concentrate on getting back alive.
Get me rearmed, fast!
12 degrees to the left.
And adjust the gun sight angle!
I'm going out again!
Me too!
Get my port side repaired!
each side has suffered roughly similar losses.
In terms of absolute numbers,
the enemy started out with more.
However, in terms of actual numbers,
On top of that-
Our forces have no food, and morale is low, right?
Yes, sir, at this rate...
Admiral Bittenfeld...
the enemy has already been encircled by our fleet.
Good, message to all ships:
"If you shoot, hit. Don't slack off on the attack!"
Yes, sir!
We can't shake off the enemy's pursuit.
What do we do, Admiral Bewcock?
The only thing we can do is run for it.
All ships, fall back to Iserlohn at full speed.
Sir!
and now look at us.
Dammit, we even prepared to withdraw,
Are the other fleets done for?
Did you say something?
Old people tend to talk to themselves.
No, never mind.
from the start, weren't they?
Oh, they were running away
Strategically sound, but...
Your Excellency,
our advice to surrender.
the enemy commander has accepted
The enemy has taken a semi-circular formation.
What?!
on our right flank.
They're concentrating their attack
The enemy has shifted their defensive line.
"Move to Phase 2."
Message to Rear Admiral Fischer:
Yes, sir.
The left flank, now?
Reform the defensive line at once.
Phase 3! Enemy right flank!
They're coming at the right flank again.
Don't be taken in by the enemy!
and adjust to the enemy fleet's movements!
Take a semi-circular formation, too,
Yes, Fischer moves his fleet like a master.
we wear down the Imperial side's defensive line.
At this rate, it's just a matter of time till
of the stupidity of a war of attrition.
No, the enemy must be aware
and try to regroup.
They'll probably fall back momentarily
to go on the offensive, Admiral?
Do we take advantage of that
No, even if we beat that fleet here,
Imperial military is undeniable.
the overall superiority of the
the enemy gives us the chance,
Right here, the moment
we run as far away as we can.
Run away, sir?
Because this battle is pointless.
Survival comes first.
I see.
What are they doing?!
Bit by bit, we're giving ground to them.
they seem to have gained the advantage.
Somehow, just with fleet movements,
I suppose I should say that's "Typical Yang."
At this rate, we'll take too much damage.
We'll fall back for now and regroup.
But, Your Excellency,
danger of inviting an enemy attack?
if we pull back here, isn't there
I'm aware of that,
bleeding to death like this.
but it's preferable to awkwardly
Am I wrong?
No, sir, it's as you say.
Okay, now!
All ships, run for it!
Yes, sir!
What?! What's going on?
Weren't they winning?
This is...
assist allies in another sector.
Maybe they're going to
Or perhaps it's to lure us into a trap.
The enemy is Yang Wen-li; this is definitely a trap.
Let's avoid chasing them too far.
Admiral Ulanhu!
We've already lost 40% of our fleet.
no condition to maintain combat.
And the remaining half is in
Our only choices are to surrender or to flee.
A dishonorable choice either way, huh?
Surrender doesn't suit me. Let's run.
Yes, sir!
with our damaged vessels on the inside!
Assume a spindle formation,
of the enemy's encirclement!
We'll break through one corner
Fire! Fire for all you're worth!
Concentrate gunfire.
It's the enemy's last gasp.
Steady as she goes!
Now!
Admiral, the main ship, too!
as possible get away!
Wait! Let as many damaged allied ships
Hold on for as long as we can!
Great, make a break for it!
Launch all remaining missiles!
Chief of Staff, how many of us made it out?
H-half...
I... I see...
Look there!
How can they move so quickly?!
Like a hurricane!
Pitiful...
Lower the speed a little.
gain some distance on them.
We can't attack unless we
Sir!
Admiral al-Salem!
XO, message to Rear Admiral Morton,
I'm giving him command-
New enemy, ahead!
7th Fleet was stationed?
Wasn't this the sector where the
Retreated? Defeated?
approximately four times ours.
The enemy's firepower is
is advising us to surrender!
The enemy commander, Vice Admiral Kircheis,
If it was just us, that wouldn't be a bad idea.
How many ships do we have left?
Sir!
Our flagship, Perune, and only eight escorts.
I see.
A-Admiral Borodin!
I'm assuming command.
All ships, heave to.
Inform the enemy we wish to surrender.
We outnumber the enemy four to one.
attack, one fleet at a time, in two-hour shifts.
Divide into four fleets, and deliver a long-range
There's no need to annihilate the enemy.
the enemy down till they surrender.
The ultimate objective is to wear
Vice Admiral Kircheis, huh?
and an excellent soldier.
I hear he's Count Lohengramm's confidant
or that would allow us to escape.
No openings to take advantage of
Admiral, there's no need to admire him so much.
our defeat is inevitable.
Just in terms of numerical inferiority,
to the Hyperion.
Please summon Rear Admiral Fischer
with continuous battle.
The enemy's aim is to wear us down
a food shortage, and supplies are low.
In addition, we're already suffering from
And this is all after that battle with Kempff's fleet.
As things stand, we can't hold out for very long.
Rear Admiral Fischer,
the fleet into a U-formation.
I want you to reorganize
A U-formation?
and counterattack from three sides at once.
Right, we'll lure the enemy in,
we'll attempt a high speed breakaway.
When the enemy backs off,
I see.
This is our only option.
the enemy takes the bait.
But it all depends on whether or not
with the 3rd, 7th, and 12th Fleets.
Marshal Lobos, we've already lost contact
is seriously wounded.
Vice Admiral al-Salem of the 9th Fleet
was killed in action.
Vice Admiral Ulanhu of the 10th Fleet
have lost more than half their numbers.
Reports are coming in that both fleets
have barely shaken off enemy pursuit,
It appears that the 5th and 8th Fleets
but have sacrificed nearly 30% in all.
Vice Admiral Yang's 13th Fleet is doing well,
since they were cut off in the Dvergr sector.
but it's been eight hours
We are being taken in by the enemy's schemes.
Iserlohn Fortress as soon as possible.
We have to have them retreat to
Sir, your decision, please!
Have all forces regroup.
Gather them in the Amritsar Stellar Region.
Sir!
We can't have them withdraw as things stand!
All forces, gather at Amritsar!
That's an order!
It's easy to say something, but...
But...
in the midst of the enemy.
if this doesn't work, we'll be isolated
True enough.
We have no choice, huh?
What's going on with the enemy?
urgent orders to retreat.
They probably just received
near the Amritsar Stellar Region.
It looks as if the enemy intends to regroup
Pathetic...
of scattering their forces?
Only now do they realize the foolishness
It would seem so.
Very well...
shall I not grant their wish?
If they choose Amritsar as their grave,
Direct all forces to Amritsar!
I'm glad you're all right.
Ulanhu and Borodin won't be coming home.
It's too early to say that, sir.
That's true, it's not over yet.
on Iserlohn or Heinessen.
Well, I look forward to seeing you again
Sir, please have something to eat.
Thanks, but I'm not hungry.
a glass of brandy, instead?
Could you maybe get me
You haven't eaten in fifteen hours,
and hasn't Julian told you that you drink too much?
What, do you two have joint custody of me, now?
Oh, well, here they come.
but there isn't time.
Sublieutenant, thanks for your trouble,
Leave it for later.
Yes, sir.
And if I survive...
for the rest of my life.
I'll take better care of my health
All ships, open fire.
Captain,
please drop fusion bombs into the Amritsar star.
Let's pay Count Lohengramm back for before.
It's more or less arranged.
Port side, damaged!
Yang Wen-li?! Fast as ever!
We've no choice! Pull back for now!
We'll regroup as we do.
Draw the enemy in, then counterattack!
The enemy will counterattack.
Don't follow too closely.
Count Lohengramm grabbed for himself?
Still, just how much talent has
Admiral! A new enemy has appeared at 2 o'clock.
Yeah, that one's pretty important.
Sir!
to create a defensive wall.
Line up our heavy armored battleships
from the crevices between them.
Have our smaller ships fire their main guns
Damn, dodged by Yang Wen-li?
Very well... Onward!
The goddess of victory is flashing her panties at us!
We can't maintain orbit level!
Engine room, hit!
Is this it, then?
All hands, abandon ship! Hurry!
Sir!
Never mind me.
Sir...
The 8th Fleet's flagship, the Krishna, is sunk.
to have died in battle.
Vice Admiral Appleton also appears
The 8th Fleet is collapsing.
As it stands, our forces are being cut apart.
But we can't assist them.
We've got our hands full here, too.
It looks as if we've won, doesn't it?
Right! All ships, come about!
that dodged us a little while ago!
Shoot from behind at the 13th Fleet
We'll squeeze them, along with Mecklinger's fleet!
Deploy the Walküren!
Switch from main guns to short-range guns.
coming about in the sector behind us!
Now! All gun ports, fire on the black fleet
It was too soon to send out the Walküren!
Bittenfeld has failed.
the victory with his own hands.
He probably wanted to determine
Admiral Bittenfeld requests reinforcements.
Reinforcements? He wants reinforcements?!
that fleets gush forth from?!
Does he think I've got a magic jar
Tell Bittenfeld this:
"We have no surplus firepower!
He will perform his duty as a warrior,
with his present firepower."
and defend his post to the death
Sir!
Cut off any further communications from Bittenfeld.
They will be intercepted by the enemy.
They're doing well, both sides.
is just what I'd expect of Yang Wen-li.
And the work of that 13th Fleet
will either be too injured or blinded.
But at this rate, our forces
No word from Kircheis, yet?
No, sir, are you worried?
I'm not worried! I'm just making sure.
there are space mines in the sector ahead.
Your Excellency, we've confirmed that
Numbering approximately 40 million!
Just as we expected, isn't it?
Use the directed Seffle particles.
Sir!
Main guns, fire!
Attack from the enemy's rear!
All ships, full speed ahead!
Numbering...
New enemy fleet, sighted to the rear!
Nearly 30,000!
30,000 ships?!
Impossible! What happened to the mine field?!
They seem to have broken through!
October 14th, 2300 hours Standard Time:
The outcome was decided.
The Battle of Amritsar
NEXT EPISODE
Having suffered a destructive blow,
their invasion plan having ended in failure.
the Alliance forces fall back to Iserlohn,
in the Alliance is changing,
Even as the government regime
a major event rocks the Empire as well.
Next time, on Legend of the Galactic Heroes,
"A New Tide"
Episode 16:
Another page turns in the history of the galaxy.
A New Tide
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