<h4>Chapter 311 The Parvaxian Liberation Organization''s Last Stand</h4>


    The war had been going on longer than the Ghimderi Wished for it to have. Nearly fifteen years had passed since the first attack which crippled the gxy economy. Resulting in the removal of Bixel Goldentooth, and the cannibalization of his assets by the rival trade princes. No doubt, the fate of Bixle and his supremely powerful cartel had resulted in far more casualties than the Ghimderi Trade Union was willing to admit.


    Despite the fact that the Silber Enve, andter the reformed Germanic Star-Empire, continued to support the Parvaxians over the past fifteen years. The time of their usefulness had finallye to an end. And thus, Erich had suddenly stopped supplying the insurgents.


    After all, they had caused enough damage to the Ghimderi Cartels and Banking ns, as well as the Gctic economy. Any further damage done to the Ghimderi, and their trade union, might literally copse. And that was an honor that Erich wanted himself to be responsible for, and not his proxies.


    Thus, after driving thest of the Parvaxian race into a corner. The Ghimderi Defense Forces received an anonymous tip of where the leaders of the Parvaxian Liberation Organization were currently meeting. The assault on this fortified position was livestreamed to the gxy as a disy of the Ghimderi''s might, or what was left of it.


    Armored Vehicles surrounded theplex, while bombers drooped their payloads atop of it. Artillery continued to pound the position. With the hope ofpletely killing every insurgent inside of the fortress.


    The bombing campaign went on for days, and many believed that the Ghimderi Defense Forces had used thest of their munitions stockpile to thoroughly turn the area into ashes. Yet when the attack finally ceased, and the dust finally cleared, it was revealed that the Parvaxian defenders were still standing, hiding within the rubble of their once mighty fortress. Where they dared the Ghimderi Defense Forces to assault their position.


    Whether out of sheer hubris or poor leadership, the order came from the top. Assault the Parvaxian Ruins and kill everyst member of their ursed race. Thus, those foreign soldiers who were hired by the Ghimderi Trade Princes to enforce their interests charged into the breach, hoping that they would emerge with the lives intact.


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    Erich watched the assault on his holographic projector. And Tia had ensured that his reconnaissance drones in the region gave him an even better view of thebat. The Parvaxian insurgents stayed behind the ruins of theirst fortress. Firing everything they had at the oing attackers.


    Bodies piled up on both sides. And it became increasingly clear to everyone who watched that the Parvaxians weren''t fighting for their survival, but instead to kill as many of their enemy as possible. When an insurgent ran out of munitions, he would strap suicide bomb the attackers with a variety of potentially lethal munitions.


    Some were anti-tank mines that would be used to destroy the armored vehicles that encircled them and led the charge against their position. While others were hand grenades designed to kill themselves and the hostile personnel.


    Either way, for each Parvaxian who fell in battle, he would take at least three of the Ghimderi pawns with him. The casualties were increasing to such an extent among the Ghimderi Trade Forces, who had already suffered countless deaths over thesest fifteen years, that themander directly in charge of the assault called it off. Much to the rage of his masters.


    Because of this, there was some reprieve for the Parvaxian Insurgents, giving them time to reload and resupply from their hidden caches. Yet, of course, as Erich expected, the order came down from the top once more to begin a second assault. At this point, Erich smirked and asked Tia a simple question.


    "Do you have a copy of themunication between the fieldmander and the man giving him orders?"


    Tia nodded her head before ying the recording. Having long sense embedded herself in thework andmunications systems of every major civilization in the gxy, including, of course, the Ghimderi who had long since controlled the gctic economy.


    "Give Tia one minute master..."


    Soon enough, Erich heard a hideous voice that sounded like a wounded animal snarling at an approaching predator.


    "I don''t care how many of you fucking whelps die! You are paid to fight and die for the interests of the Ghimderi! So go out and do your fucking jobs!"


    There was naturally a hesitant tone in the fieldmander''s voice as he denied these orders.


    "Absolutely not! If we continue this assault, our entire unit will be annihted! Either call in reinforcements to relieve us, or you can fight your fucking war yourself! You have not paid us nearly enough to take such a lethal risk!"


    This was only a natural response from the fieldmander. After all, mercenaries were seldom loyal enough to their employer to fight to thest man. Especially since the whole point of their contractual service was based on mary gain. And the entirety of the Ghimderi Defense Forces wasposed of hired mercenaries.


    Because, after all, the Ghimderi themselves were not a race suited to the rage of battle. They were miniscule and weak creatures, incapable of the bodily strains that were required to storm a trench, or clear apound. No, they preferred to pay races that they considered being lesser than themselves to fight and die for them.


    After all, from the perspective of the Ghimderi, all life forms other than their own race were little more than livestock, whose entire existence was to serve the Ghimderi. Thus, it was only natural for these lesser beings to throw away their lives in pursuit of Ghimderi interests.


    And because of this, the Trade Prince, who had given the order, was quite furious. Thus, he began to threaten the Field Commander and the men beneath hismand.


    "If you filthy cattle don''t go and storm those ruins, then I will make sure that your family, and those of your men, are rounded up and sold into very! Perhaps we will sell them all to the Asuran pleasure houses! Or maybe to the flesh sculptors of Cal''thuan, They, after all, are always in need of a fresh supply of bodies!"


    If a life of servitude in sexual very was a fate worse than death, then being sold to the Flesh Sculptors of Cal''thuan was hell itself. Their sadism was on a level that sent chills down the spines of even the most stoic veterans. They turned their victims into living abominations, which they referred to as "sculptures" and these sculptures would live an eternity of pain and suffering, carved into a horrific effigy.


    This, of course, was not an empty threat. The Ghimderi were a race of petty snakes and rats. They would do whatever was necessary to further their interests. Including condemning an innocent soul to a hellish nightmare, one that wouldst for eternity. And they might even do so for a quick buck, let alone as a means topel their "cattle" to fight for them.


    Upon hearing this threat, the Field Commander had no choice but to obey his masters. And thus, there was a tone in the man''s voice that clearly disyed his desire to curse out his master, but this desire was suppressed due to the threatsid against him. And because of this, he promised to order another assault.


    "Very well... You leave me no choice. I will order the assault immediately...."


    And just like that, the attack on the Parvaxian holdouts had begun once more. Meanwhile, Erich smirked. Ghimderi propaganda was immensely powerful, so much so that most across the gxy considered them victims.


    But if there was one civilization that was universally despised by all, it was the Cal''thuan. Once it was revealed to the gxy that the Ghimderi leadership had threatened the veterans who had been fighting a fifteen long year war on their behalf, with such a cruel fate, and to their families no less. The reputation of the Ghimderi would be ruined forever.


    Thus, while the assault was going on, Erich wore a wicked smile as hemanded Tia to release this conversation to the entire gxy. Which she was quick to do. Not only had she released it to the gcticwork on every major site which hosted video and audio files.


    But she also hacked every major newswork, and dispalyed the footage to them all, with the headline "The Ghimderi threatened their own forces with the unthinkable, after the GDF made a necessary tactical retreat!"


    Soon enough the gcticwork was filled withments about the incident, and for the first time millennia, the gxy began to wake up from the propaganda they had been spoon fed their entire lives about the Ghimderi and their ultimate victimhood status.


    With this one conversation being leaked, that the Ghimderi leadership thought was private, their reputation had gone from being the victims of repeated terrorist attacks, and historical discement. To the most vile species in the gxy, ones who would condemn innocent souls to the hands of the Cal''thuan simply because their rtives had made a tactical retreat in a bloody battle.


    Erich of course stoked the mes of anti-Ghimderi sentiment, by using his advanced intelligent agencies to stir up trouble on the gcticwork. And of course, he enjoyed every moment of it. Eventually however, the Parvaxiansst stand ended in theplete and total massacre of thest of their species.


    And while the Parvaxians had gone extinct at the hands of the Ghimderi Defense Forces, they would not be remembered as murderers, terrorists, or fiends. But rather heroic freedom fighters, who made a valiantst stand against the gxy''s greatest evil.