[Nope, Im not attacking Ghost.]

[i did not say ur attacking ghost an uknown armada is attacking my planet just at the moment the survivors of ghost people reached my planet it could be anyone ]

[Let's say it's the Empire. Sounds simple enough]

When entered The Agamemnon, Throk suddenly seemed suprised.
'Follow me!'
'What? What's going on?'
'Another fleet has found your people and brought them towards a planet.'
'What! Are they friendly?'
'That's not the problem, the planet is now attacked by another fleet!
'What! We have to go to them! Now!

Throk strode to the ramp of the dropship, and was met by a large humanoid servitor. It was still bulky and heavily armoured, but as the servitors went it was slim and graceful. A blank helmet folded back on itself to form a gorget, and revealed a woman’s face of startling beauty. She had a small pistol at her side, in an ornate leather holster. It hung off a utility belt of equal workmanship, and Ghost got the impression that she was as focused on efficiency as the rest of the servitors appeared to be, but was not wholly immune to aesthetics. She looked at Ghost and nodded her head slightly as Throk introduced her. "This is Commander Sevara. She is the captain of this vessel and the leader of the splinter fleet that I had been planning on putting at your command. For now though, the whole fleet moves. Commander Sevara will show you the ships at your command while I return to my own ship. For now, if not later, you shall have command of the splinter fleet to protect your people while I pursue the attackers."
Ghost stepped hurriedly down the ramp with Sevara, and felt it lift slightly even as he stepped off it. Behind him, the dropship closed its ramp even as it lifted into the air of the hangar and streaked out of the bay past lines of sleek and varied fighters. Severa ushered Ghost to follow her into the ship. "Shouldn’t we be going to the bridge?" Ghost questioned. It was obvious to him that they were proceeding deep into the ship, and not up to a bridge from which they could see out.
"We are. Unlike most vessels our bridges are positioned deep under the hull, near the center of the ship. As with the auxiliary bridge."
"I dont see many crewmembers about."
"They are all at their positions. Our ships dont need as many superficial crew members as others."
They strode hurriedly onto the bridge. A large viewscreen dominated the forewall, bordered by several smaller ones. Ghost surmised that this was so the commander could see various points of battle, or other captains, with whatever she was chiefly interested in on the largest screen. Arrayed around the walls were various heavily armoured servitors attending various stations, occasionally glancing at each other and speaking quickly. A servitor in red robes strode forwards, several mechanical arms furled on its back. From the looks of it, Ghost surmised it was some sort of medic. Severa waved it off, and showed Ghost to a chair in front of a large console. She sat to his right next to a similar display, although hers seemed to be chiefly concerned with the ship, while his was track the whole fleet. "We have tried to make the console as simple as possible until you are used to it, so you should have no problems using it. If you have any questions, just ask me and Ill explain it as swiftly as possible. But first, the ships at your command.”
Ghost’s console’s main display changed to a tally of ships. It read:
22 Battleships
3 Carriers
55 Heavy Cruisers
48 Medium Cruisers
40 Light Cruisers
132 Corvettes
116 Frigates
Combined total of 4200 Fighters in 350 squadrons.
Combined total of 1824 Fighter-Bombers in 152 squadrons.
Combined total of 3840 Bombers in 320 squadrons.

For additional information on a vessel type selected above, please select the vessel type name.

[Ghost, you are able to work out the console, so just go nuts with it It can do whatever you want it to, but for the moment, just go over the ships that you dont know of/not sure what I mean]

'How fast can we get to that planet?' I asked
'Kingdom Desrephia is 15 minutes away from here in hyperdrive.'
'Good, than we do that.'
On the screen, a chart appeared.
'All units to Kindom Desrephia, prepare for jump in hyperspace!'
The computer started to calculate the course and after a few minutes, we were in hyperspace.
'To all ships, prepare in battle position. We have to be prepared if we enter the battle field. The enemy is with a lot of numbers, but if we attack in the back, they will be destroyed in notime! Every ship is important and remember that, if we win this battle, we may have some new allies! Now, prepare yourselfs!'

[xD meant for you to wait for throk, was checking you knew what all the ships were xD allow me to revise that xD]
Throk Mak Taur sat down in his command chair, and sent an impulse to the communications servitor. An instant later Ghost's head appeared on the screen. "Friend Ghost, I trust Commander Sevara has outlined the forces at your direct command?"
"She has. When do we enter hyperspace? How long will it take?"
Throk smiled. "Friend Ghost, we have a much more efficient system. We will be there instantly. But first, I have something to suggest to you. We have a machine-" Here the red robed servitor approached Ghost with a small device in one hand, "that will allow you to connect to our main communications net. You will have noticed we are all heavily augmented." Ghost nodded. "As standard, we communicate through a network to which our minds are directly connected. With but a thought, we can send a series of information to whomsoever we wish. With this device, Commander Sevara and myself will be able to send impulses to you, or relay those which are appropriate to you. It does not hurt, although you may find it uncomfortable. It can be removed at will, but will require a moment or two to connect. Do you wish to connect so we may react faster in battle? Otherwise I worry that will lose valuable seconds if we forget to speak."

'No'
'Are you sure?'
'Throk, I accept to be an allie, but I don't want to be like one of the servitors. We will do it the old way. Also, I don't want my people think that I've been totally influeced by others.'
'Good'
'So, when do we get in hyperspace? I want to be there as fast as possible.'

"It will not make you a servitor, but will allow myself and Commander Sevara to contact you instantly. However, it is your choice. As to hyperspace, like I said we have more efficient means. Specifically, we have Jump engines."
Throk nodded offscreen as he sent an impulse to the communications servitor, and the fleet Jumped. Ghost saw a momentary flash of white on his screen, and then saw a large fleet attacking elven ships, and others of a similar design. Around him he saw the main fleet of the Master swing round, splitting into sections and focus firing the attacking ships. Sevara turned to him, her helm now closed once more. "The ships belong to the Empire, Throk Mak Taur advises you escort your people as he leads the main fleet against the Imperial ships. It is not particularly large and should be no danger, although there are several ships of a design we do not recognise."

the moment the servitor ships arrived on the battle my second fleet joined in directly racing to combat.
the dropships keep multiplying and more and more dropships landed unloading hundreds of soldiers per minute my troops retreated slowly but certain
inches of precious ground given free every minute coverd by enemie and friendly bodies eric and i are in the frontline fighting to defend our hanger decks a piece of ground that not can be lost the soldiers i gave to eric have been deminishd greatly and my imperial guards have taken heavy casualties
the fleets collashed and thanks to the reinforcements we finnally were able to penetrate the shields and to destroy several ships now my fleet launched boarding parties many were unsucces full due the fact of being shot down before they could dock very few made it and those who made it where overwhelmd
after hours of fighting the minotaurs and there neighboring elf friends have lost many ships and troops but had finnally accomplished to maintain the frontlines the fleets were still fighting the servitor fleet fired several times and destroyed mostly the enemie ships but also some of the minotaurs ships who just flew in front of there firing line
the fighting still contineu

Throk sent an impulse through the fleet, and his immediate group closed swiftly through a crisscrossing maze of lasers, shells and debris. As his massive battleship hammered an enemy cruiser with fire, fighter and bomber wings raced out the carrier flying in his wake, quickyly overwhelming the nearby enemy escort vessels. Ahead, a leading battlecruiser suddenly lurched off course in a shower of light and shards. Throk was swiftly able to ascertain the ship was still functioning and ordered it to the rear when it was hit again, hulling it and smashing it into a servitor corvette analog. Throk sent another impulse through the fleet and it began to push forwards more heavily, corvettes and light frigates with rapid fire weapons running protection for the boarding pods and dropships of the elves allies, picking off missiles and fighters. On his tactical display, he saw an additional empire armada had arrived, arrayed chiefly around a massive battleship that was nearly double the size of his own, previously the largest fleet in the engagement. Mounted prominently on the fore, servitor-captains from other ships informed him were large gauss cannon, of the size and callibre normally associated with combat cruisers [Think Pillar of Autumn style, where the MAC cannon was straight downthecenter of the ship] in double turrets. Sensors counted 4 of the weapons, and it was one of these that had smashed the battlecruiser asunder. Sending a flurry of impulses to the fleet, he coordinated a massive push through the first empire fleet, his own cannon pulverising two heavy cruisers in a ripple of fire that broke their backs. As the concentrated weapons fire lit a new sun above the planet below, the servitor main fleet passed nearly entirely unscathed through the first armada as it shattered and broke around it, and as Ghost's splinter fleet ran escort for the escaping refugees and damaged allied vessels, Throk Mak Taur shunted power to his engines and shields, and his battleship roared to full combat speed even as its broadside batteries smashed and splintered the remnants of the first armada.