"this is not the end," leia said. "two years ago, the yuuzhan vong entered our galaxy. they came not as friends and equals, though we would gladly have welcomed them as such, but as thieves and conquerors. they saw a galaxy at peace and mistook the strength of our convictions for the frailty of arms, the wisdom of compromise for the timidity of cowards. they attacked without provocation or mercy, slaying billions of our citizens, enslaving entire worlds, and sacrificing millions of beings to appease the bloodlust of their imaginary gods. they believed that we would be easily defeated, that we would surrender without a fight.
"they were wrong. we have fought at dubrillion, ithor, the black bantha, borleias and corellia - we have fought them every leg of the way from the outer rim into the core. we have lost untold numbers of loved ones, my own son anakin and my husband’s dear friend chewbacca among them, and now we are battling in the skies over coruscant itself. we are still fighting.
"soon, the enemy will be on our rooftops, in our homes, roaming the dark underlayers of our city. to those able to evacuate and to those trapped behind, i say the same thing i would tell my twins - were i able to reach them behind enemy lines: keep fighting.
"this is not the end. twice already, jedi-led forces have decimated yuuzhan vong fleets, and we enter each battle with new weapons and better tactics. we have prevailed against ruthless enemies before, against palpatine, against thrawn, against the ssi-ruuk. this is a war we know how to win. keep fighting until you can fight no longer, then exhaust the enemy chasing you, and turn and fight some more. keep fighting. i promise you, we will prevail."