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"Hold the line! Fight to the death!"

Grievous's timely support was like the warm sun in winter, warming the morale of the Galactic Empire soldiers on the front lines, which had been somewhat low.

His appearance seemed to give these soldiers a shot in the arm, allowing them to regain their spirits.

However, Griffiths didn't care what these soldiers thought.

He had only one goal in mind: to lure Palpatine out of the position.

Through his perception of the Force, Griffith knew that there was a huge gap between himself and Palpatine, and that he was no match for Palpatine.

Therefore, he had to find a way to lure Palpatine away from the position and then work together with the personal guards given to him by Kirsar to eliminate him.

If Palpatine can be defeated this time, not only will the siege of Pava be lifted, but more importantly, the Galactic Empire will directly win the war. This tempting prospect fills Grievous with motivation and determination.

After witnessing Killer's immense power, Griffiths developed a strong desire for even greater power.

He no longer wanted to be the weakest general in the Galactic Empire; he longed to possess the strength to rival Palpatine.

At the same time, the clone army also reacted quickly to the Fortress Eagles' attack, and they promptly requested air support.

Upon receiving the call, dozens of LAAT gunships sped over like lightning, providing powerful fire support to the soldiers on the position and preparing to restrict the Fortress Eagles' movements.

Greaves stood on the command platform, observing the group of LAAT gunboats from afar, a disdainful smile on his face.

He knew very well that these Fortress Eagles were not ordinary flying machines. They possessed four layers of void shields, a powerful defensive capability that, even in their birthplace, Warhammer, only Warlord-level Titans possessed such terrifying protection.

Griffiths knew the capabilities and firepower of these Fortress Eagles inside and out.

He appeared unusually calm, even somewhat nonchalant, in the face of the menacing LAAT gunboats.

"Let the Fortress Eagle pilots handle it themselves," he said calmly to his adjutant.

In fact, both sides had already suffered heavy losses in the previous fleet battles, and now only these gunboats are able to support ground troops and carry out missions to seize air superiority.

However, the battle did not go as Grievous had anticipated.

Although the LAAT pilots were all highly skilled clone soldiers, they could only struggle and barely survive in the face of the Fortress Eagle's absolute performance advantage.

No matter how the LAAT gunship fired, it couldn't affect the Void Shield of the Fortress Eagle in the slightest.

However, the Fortress Eagle's laser cannons acted like deadly hunters, easily eliminating them one by one.

Palpatine was deeply impressed by the Fortress Eagle, a gunship that piled up firepower and defenses without regard to cost.

Its terrifying pressure on ground troops and its decent mobility were exactly what Palpatine had always dreamed of.

He gripped the lightsaber tightly, thinking to himself, "This weapon design concept has indeed surpassed mine."

However, Palpatine soon realized that even if his adversary was ahead of him in weapon design, any weapon that suited his taste would be meaningless if he could not rule the galaxy.

He looked around at the clone army that had made emergency air defense deployments and shook his head helplessly.

"Expecting these clones to defeat the enemy's gunships is simply wishful thinking." Palpatine knew in his heart that although these clones were well-trained, their chances of winning against such a powerful enemy were extremely slim.

Just then, Palpatine's gaze fell upon the Galactic Empire's positions in the distance.

The instant Palpatine locked eyes with Grievous, he had already made a preliminary assessment of his strength—he was just an apprentice who had only recently begun his training in the Force.

"He must be a high-ranking officer, otherwise how could he have such powerful gunships escorting him?" Palpatine thought to himself.

If he can lead the Red Guards to successfully kill the enemy commander, he will not only be able to break through this solid battle line and completely disrupt the enemy's command system, but may even be able to seize the enemy's powerful gunboats.

Palpatine quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind and soon made up his mind. He decisively notified the clone commander and ordered them to launch a fierce attack together with the remaining LAAT gunships to attract the enemy's attention and create an excellent opportunity for him and the Red Guards to launch a surprise attack.

At the very moment Palpatine made his decision, Griffiths also happened to approach the Galactic Empire officers on this front.

“The Fortress Eagle gunships will assist you in launching a powerful counterattack…” Griffiths hadn’t finished speaking when he suddenly noticed the incredulous look on the other person’s face, as if to say, “Are you serious?”

However, Griffiths was not swayed by the other party's doubts. He continued calmly, "I will personally lead His Majesty's bestowed personal guard to strike at the heart of the enemy's territory and carry out a crucial mission—to assassinate the Speaker of the Galactic Republic."

When Griffith deliberately emphasized the word "Speaker," he clearly felt the other man's eyes instantly become sharp and focused, and his previous doubts vanished in an instant.

The Galactic Empire army officer's mind was filled with images of various possible rewards. He could almost see himself and his brothers on the front lines being awarded medals, promoted, and enjoying endless glory and wealth.

Thinking about all this, his heart started racing, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile he couldn't suppress.

"Do you understand?" Griffith's voice suddenly rang in his ears, pulling him back to reality from his reverie.

Although Greaves had full confidence in the officer's ability to execute the mission, he still asked one more question, after all, the importance of this mission was self-evident, and any mistake in any link could lead to the complete failure.

"Our mission is to draw the enemy's attention and buy you time for your assassination!" the officer replied loudly without hesitation, his voice revealing determination and resolve.

He knew that he bore a heavy responsibility, which concerned not only his own life and death, but also the outcome of the entire battle.

Greaves nodded in satisfaction; he was very pleased with the officer's performance.

If everything goes smoothly and his assassination attempt succeeds, then promoting the officer in front of him would be a logical next step.

After all, such loyal and capable subordinates are rare and deserve more opportunities and rewards.

Thus, without knowing each other's identities, Griffith, with his personal guard, and Palpatine, with his red guards, both prepared to launch a surprise attack on the other's position.