Chapter 595 War begins. Response to Mortarion
Troops are pressing down on the territory, but they are drawn but not launched;
The corruption that had been planned for a long time had obviously penetrated into the core of the diocese, but it had to wait until now to show its signs.
Amidst the belated sirens, the ancient Endurance emerged from the void like a terrifying body amid endless corruption, like a living creature.
The sore, the final manifestation, the specter of death, the Reaper's Scythe, the flagship of the besieged Daemon Primarch slowly emerged;
And countless large and small living battleships, crawling with indescribable things, are like dense maggots, crossing the boundary of the galaxy's defense the moment they appear, falling like raindrops in the direction of the core settlement area!
An indiscriminate blow!
After careful preparation, he showed contempt for the entire Gothic human race!
After witnessing the expensive fireworks with inhuman eyesight, Calvin carefully looked at the huge offensive that seemed slow but was actually fast in the void.
It was not until dozens of breaths later that the alarming red ray never appeared again that he slowly withdrew his gaze. After reminding the Imperial Fist to pay attention to it, he turned his head and said to the foundry director. :
"As you can see, it's chaos..."
As the highest besiegers of the Goths, the leaders of the Forge World have the right and obligation to be told who their enemies are;
"That was the former Death Guard Legion..."
In the previous expanded meetings, Calvin wanted to keep the Foundry Director several times, together with the Imperial Fists, so that he could inform these two most important forces about the enemies Goth really faced;
However, the former's reservations about his own power at the meeting and his unclear attitude towards Calvin ultimately caused the invitation to be delayed until now.
"And, Mortarion..."
Looking at the battleship that destroyed the Mechanical Ark, there was a huge and twisted blasphemous thing emerging from the void.
After the Primarch spat out words that were more thrilling than the last, the Foundry Director finally heard the name that the Empire had deliberately forgotten.
"God Emperor!" The cold logic chip in his brain was finally unable to maintain orderly thinking, and when the little remaining humanity resurfaced, a feeling called panic occupied his mind.
"You should have told me earlier!" He tried to deflect this unfamiliar emotion, but this complaint with struggle also ended in vain when he looked at the original body.
"You must go back!" said Calvin.
The fall of Mechanical Ark will inevitably plunge the forging world into huge chaos. Regardless of whether the personal life signal of the foundry director disappears, the defense mechanism of the forging world will be delayed.
And this is exactly what the enemy wants to see most.
Not only him, but also Maul of the Astra Militarum, and Padilla, who had already set foot on the battleship.
They should all go to their own fronts to play their due value.
"Understood." Seeing the original body's calmness, calmness once again took over the foundry director's heart.
An individual's life is nothing compared to the safety of the forging world. This is the most basic awareness for a ruler. And only if he successfully returns to Goth, can the re-unified Forge World provide sufficient support for the current war!
He bowed to the primarch, then turned and walked towards his queue, and as he left, Calvin strengthened his confidence with an understatement:
"The Tribunal's fleet has set off, don't worry, no warship will threaten you before all our people are dead."
The Gothic forge-priest departed, bringing with him the vast procession with which he had come.
And when the starport returned to silence again, Fermat, the representative of the Lucius Forge World who had been avoiding him since the beginning of the landing, finally appeared again.
Calvin remained in a contemplative state, not paying attention to the priest's behavior.
And Fermat, the master of the forge who came from the original birthplace of the "Flame-Blood Sect", showed no respect for the Gothic Foundry Director at all, and actually stood in the latter's position just like that.
Suppress...strike...ignore one's own damage, and attack with wave after wave of determination.
In Calvin's perception, the Gray Knight who was assigned to the Imperial Fist headquarters was relaying the situation within the galaxy to him in real time.
Unmanned weapons platforms... small checkpoints at the edge of the galaxy... and small battleships that were hit like fledglings and then burned down...
This is the Death Guard, the inherent fighting style of the Fourteenth Legion, and it is also the first gift Mortarion, who should be sitting on the flagship at this time, brought him after a long absence.
The boundaries of the galaxy's defense system are being visibly destroyed by the naked eye from the perspective of the Imperial Fist's overall view, and are then marked with the colors of the Chaos Legion;
In the orbit of several key planets in the central settlement area, the artillery fire from numerous weapon platforms was roaring crazily at the enemies in the void, beating the intruders who were not afraid of death into space fireworks.
The war has begun, or the war has never ended!
Although the enemy's offensive is powerful, it is only a warm-up before the main fleet arrives on the battlefield;
The resistance of the orbital defense system seems fierce, but the real protagonists-the space-based weapons hidden on the surface of satellites and planets have not spoken yet!
Therefore, the real concert has not yet begun, and in the eyes of the commanders of both sides, this seemingly lively performance is just an entertainment before the real climax.
The Death Guard stood on the bright side, and the Black Legion never appeared again after striking a stunning blow!
The calm Imperial Fists, and the combined forces of the Astartes Chapters that Calvin has always tolerated and never showed up since landing in Goth!
A heavy pressure was piled into Calvin's brainstorming as the fog of war unfolded;
And as the information was compiled layer by layer, the joy after the fog of war was solved also appeared in the corner of his mouth!
defense! Can only defend!
It is a clear fact that we are outnumbered;
The enemy is attacking and we are defending, and the strategic initiative is not in our own hands!
But it must be a dynamic defense!
When Calvin suddenly opened his eyes, tiny silver light flickered slightly, and he saw Mortarion's pride! But he also saw the impatience hidden behind the arrogance of the other party!
Yes, he is indeed at a disadvantage now.
But from the perspective of time, Mortarion can obviously continue to hide, further expand the scope of corruption, and thus recruit more power belonging to Nurgle from the subspace!
But he didn't do that. Instead, he chose to give Calvin a head-on blow at this critical node!
Does it hurt? certainly!
The Gothic Defense War that started at this point in time undoubtedly interrupted Calvin's efforts to integrate resources in the Gothic sector, and made his subsequent Great Expedition a failure.
But doesn’t this just mean that time is on his side?
Calvin raised his head and looked at the distant stars in Fermat's puzzled eyes.
What he saw was not only the distant Terra, but also the instinctive rejection of the subspace by the entire physical universe!
They are outsiders after all! They are the people on the opposite side of the mirror after all!
Isn't it just procrastination? Isn't it just mobile warfare? He's good at it!
The key area defense can be left to the Imperial Fists, which is what they are best at;
In the eyes of the Gray Knights Legion, which now has a complete organization and is beginning to take shape, isn't it what they are best at, such as mobile and flexible combat?
Quickly calculating the balance of power between the enemy and ourselves, Calvin felt increasingly confident and excited!
So what if a Legion of Astartes!
With him personally taking charge, and the other battle groups that have been hidden in his hands, it is nonsense to say that he can defend a star sector, but it is not as difficult as imagined to just defend a star system in a short period of time!
As for the long-term siege, let alone the continuous reinforcements from the direction of Lucius, just talking about the direction of Terra, with Trajan and the Grand Master Council sitting there, he did not believe that the subsequent force would not be able to overwhelm these two mere The guest army of the legion!
"Sir." Fermat couldn't bear it any longer. After all, it was not a problem for him to keep standing like this.
His contempt for Goths is just a gesture on his part, but if no one appreciates this gesture, then he will only be embarrassed.
"Well..." Calvin came back to his senses and glanced across Fermat's slightly worried face.
And his next order caused the war machines in the entire Gothic galaxy to start operating at full speed!
"Inform Talos and let him and them get to work!
Inform the Imperial Fists and Maul that all areas where the Astra Militarum are stationed will implement the scorched earth combat plan from now on! "
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