Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 606 Chaos Warband: Trembling, Vostronia is blocking the ship? !
"The Imperium has not assembled on this scale since the Horus Heresy.

Humankind reforged the once broken blade and restored its unyielding will..."

Guilliman arrived in front of the dome and looked at the fleet that stretched to the end of the stars, and couldn't help but exclaimed in amazement.

He had never seen a fleet gathering of this density.

Perhaps it was only during the Great Crusade that humans, under the leadership of the Emperor, their father, were able to achieve such power?
In just tens of seconds, the ships that had jumped in almost filled up this small galaxy, and more ships were still arriving.

The mass of this galaxy exploded due to the arrival of a large number of fleets, even slightly affecting the flow of time.

“It is extremely difficult for an army of this size to coordinate operations.

Maybe we should consider simplifying our tactics a bit."

After Guilliman looked at the number of troops expected to be assembled, he felt a little scared.

There are hundreds of large imperial fleets, and the number of related ships and troops has reached an unimaginable level. Many of them are assembled temporarily, and there may be difficulties in command.

More importantly, the Savior hopes that these armies will implement encirclement tactics, coordinate and command in a unified manner, and then advance comprehensively.

Not to mention ordinary commanders.

I'm afraid that even the electronic brain of a high-level technical priest cannot support such large-scale data calculations and issue correct mobilization orders.

This is a massive mobilization measured in trillions!
“It can’t be simplified. We have to do this, otherwise we won’t be able to destroy the Chaos Array that covers the entire Vostronia.

That was a troublesome thing set by the Lord of Change, a trap specifically targeting the Empire, and it was most likely set to target the weaknesses of the human army."

Ron sighed softly.

If the tactics could be simplified, there wouldn't be any need for me to make such a big fuss.

The magic circle set up by the Lord of Change involves both time and space. The imperial army must recapture the planet in the right time and then use psychic witchcraft to destroy the circle.

This is the best way to crack it that the Wizard King Magnus and the Emperor could find.

The Savior's words left Guilliman silent, as if he was simulating the relevant troop movements in his mind.

But he soon frowned and felt a little dizzy. Just a short period of deduction was enough to overload the Primarch's brain and make him dizzy.

"Old Ji, do you understand how difficult it is now?!"

Ron smiled slightly and sent more data to the Ultimate Primarch and tactical master:

"This is the latest mobilization data reported to me by the Military Affairs Department, as well as the reconnaissance information and the expected situation in the war zone."

Before, Guilliman called himself a tactical master and wanted to be the commander-in-chief of this war, using his rich war experience to increase the chances of victory.

However, he declined the Primarch's request and continued to use the commander of the Savior's territory according to the original plan.

"You're right. Fortunately, I'm not the commander..."

Guilliman swallowed after receiving the latest troop numbers and war zone data.

He had some idea of ​​the difficulty of this war.

The Vostroyan War Zone involves a large-scale war covering hundreds of light years, more than a thousand planets, and hundreds of thousands of specific war zones.

There are so many things to consider.

For example, the changes in time zones between galaxies, the speed of communication, the marching distance of the army, the number of enemies and friends, the latest changes in the situation, etc., can be said to be a catastrophic level of information.

Any mistake could trigger a chain reaction.

Even Guilliman, as a master of tactics, was able to micromanage while commanding the fleet and give orders to a certain ship-borne cannon.

But even the Ultimate Primarch felt that commanding an army of this magnitude was too abnormal.

Even he did not have the confidence that he could command the entire army as the Savior required.

Not to mention the tactical master Guilliman, even the former Lord of Mankind and Emperor would probably not be able to accomplish such a difficult task.

Otherwise, he would not have gone to the trouble of training more than 20 Primarchs whose intelligence and physical abilities far surpassed those of humans to share the pressure with him.

During the Great Crusade, the primarchs' tactics for retaking the galaxy were simply to plan a route and then attack one planet at a time.

Instead of doing what the Savior is doing now, deploying comprehensively and coordinating operations to push the entire area at once.

How should we fight an army and a war of this scale?
This is no longer something that any individual can command. Even the Primarch's brain is not enough to process more information.

We can only rely on our sense of war to judge the general situation and mobilize the army to provide resources.

"Brothers, I have a suggestion. Why don't we use the assault charge tactic? This will solve the command problem..."

Khan enthusiastically proposed new ideas.

As long as the imperial army charges collectively fast enough, it can deal with the relevant targets before the next order arrives.

Simply put, it is to issue an order with a limited time, and then the entire army will charge forward and push forward until the order is completed.

Leave no way out.

But the words of the White Scar Primarch received no response and were simply ignored by the Savior and the Ultimate Primarch.

They are all commanders who like to engage in operations and tactics, and don't want to communicate with guys like Khan who like to charge.

What's more, such tactics are too dangerous for the empire.

If so many troops charge at the same time, if the charge is blocked or falls into the trap of the evil god, the empire will be seriously damaged.

It is better to proceed step by step.

Seeing the gloomy atmosphere, Ron comforted them a little: "In fact, we don't need to worry about this problem. Have you forgotten the informationized combat personnel under my command?"

He proposed the concept of informationized warfare many years ago, and even opened information-related majors and courses at Zhongsi College.

A large number of talents in the field of information warfare have been trained.

These commanders have strong information-based combat, command and coordination capabilities.

Commanders at all levels can even cooperate to pass down command orders to individual vehicles or guns, thus achieving a high degree of coordinated operations.

"I know they exist, but I'm afraid those commanders can't handle commanding such a large army."

Guilliman shook his head.

He had previously learned about the Savior's information command department, which was indeed amazing. It was able to achieve the command ability of the Primarch level with the wisdom of dozens of mortals.

He could also be compared with himself, the master tactician.

But human wisdom has its limits, and their abilities are limited to this extent. It is impossible for them to undertake such a huge command and dispatch.

"Who says they can't cope with it? We already have a better command model and have created a large-scale information-based command center."

Ron said confidently.

He raised his hand and pointed to the airspace ahead: "Look, that's the Savior's latest information-based command center.

Not only does it have tens of thousands of command personnel, it is also equipped with the Mechanical Goddess's supercomputing psychic network core and large-scale communication machinery.

They can not only perform regional command well, but also form a large command network.

To meet the needs of war!"

In everyone's sight, a ship that looked quite heavy was under the protection of the fleet.

That is the informationized command center that the savior mentioned.

The entire ship is about nine kilometers long and is not equipped with any offensive weapons. Instead, it is filled with various detection devices and signal towers.

What is even more eye-catching is the five or six layers of shields densely packed on the ship, which are simply tortoise shell-level defense.

Can better protect our command center.

In other words, the ship's communications and defense capabilities are fully utilized, and it is a complete command ship and information-based command center.

Tens of thousands of commanders on the command ship, as well as more communications officers and assistants, can pay attention to all battlefields within the signal coverage range and then form more accurate information.

This allows the core commander to make a judgment.

It can also accurately issue orders to commanders at all levels within the military, thereby forming better coordinated operations.

There are more than ten command ships like this in this assembled imperial army, forming a larger command network.

It can also conceal our real command core to avoid being beheaded by the enemy's sudden attack.

"Is this the information-based command mode?!"

Guilliman looked at the core commander in the virtual projection communication, who was wearing a special large helmet and integrating himself with the supercomputing engine hardware.

Very shocking.

For the Empire, this is a combination of wetware and abominable intelligence, a completely new model that has never been seen before.

But it is also more acceptable.

At least this isn't about digging out a person's brain and putting it into a machine.

"Now we don't have to worry about command issues, we just need to fight to our heart's content!"

Ron smiled with satisfaction.

He always hated giving orders, it was a bit mind-boggling.

Large-scale army battles are a burning hell for the brain, with both pressure and mental workload at their maximum. For the commander-in-chief, it depends on who can endure longer and who has a tougher life. For example, the battles fought by the Ultimate Primarch Guilliman at the beginning of his resurrection, lasted for weeks without sleep, and the high-intensity mental consumption gave him wrinkles and white hair.

Fortunately, his own information command center can make use of the mechanical goddess's computing and deduction capabilities to provide an extremely complete star map.

Greatly reduces the pressure on core commanders.

If the patient can't bear it anymore, he or she can be carried away to the ICU and then replaced by someone else.

In short, for a Primarch or a high-level warrior, it might be easier to lead the warriors to charge to the front line than to command a large army.

For example, Dante was like that before. He would often run to the front line to retire in the middle of commanding.

I even thought about retiring completely at one point.

Ron was a little skeptical that the reason why Old Ji's charge record was so poor and he stepped into traps every day was because of that.

It was because the difficult battle situation and the high-intensity command of large armies consumed his brain power extremely.

When it came to the final charge, that guy had almost no rationality and judgment left, and just wanted to rush forward to relieve the pressure.

For an average Primarch, it would be good enough if he could take care of one thing.

For example, the male lion does not participate much in command matters and focuses on fighting on the battlefield.

But Lao Ji is a novice and playful guy. He wants to take care of both sides and thinks he is omnipotent.

This will naturally lead to poor performance in some areas, resulting in disastrous consequences.

Of course, that can’t be blamed on Lao Ji.

The main reason was that he had been sleeping on the Stasis Throne for too long, and the basic foundation of his command team was long gone. It would be difficult for anyone to hold on when facing the collapse of the empire after waking up.

In that situation, he could only do it himself and burn his life to survive.

"It's not easy for Laoji."

Ron thought about it, and looked at the Ultimate Primarch with a hint of emotion: "Let's try to reduce the pressure on him."

"Perhaps I can..."

Guilliman spoke expectantly.

He couldn't command a large army, but he could command elite assault troops.

They were elite assault troops led by their three primarchs, able to break away from the command of the main army.

This allows them to move freely within the encirclement, find the core of the enemy, and then implement decapitation tactics.

In short, just insert it hard!
However, before Guilliman could finish his words, he heard the voice of the Savior: "Let the old Khan command our elite assault troops.

We can just work together.”

Upon hearing this, the Ultimate Primarch and tactical master's resolute face, which looked like a classical sculpture, collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

???

"Are you doubting my command skills, brother?"

Guilliman's face was full of disbelief, and many thoughts popped up in his mind.

Because in his opinion, his command ability is definitely better than that guy Khan.

"Old Ji..."

Ron saw the doubts of the Ultimate Primarch and patted him on the shoulder:

"We are an elite assault force. We need high-speed penetration and transfer. It would be best to let the old Khan take charge of the command."

He himself usually doesn't participate in command, but he still has to pick the right people, and the White Scar Primarch is the best master of assault tactics.

"Brother, I will show you real assault tactics!"

The Khan straightened his back and smiled generously.

The eagle of Chogoris can't wait to charge at the Chaos Abomination.

"Khan, I suggest you quickly understand and adapt to the Redemption Legion's iron weapons. Time waits for no one."

After hearing the Savior's explanation, Guilliman agreed with the other party's statement, but still couldn't help but remind him.

However, given the Primarch's learning ability, that is not a problem at all.

This is the necessity of the savior.

Without his mediation, the primarchs would easily become unwilling to submit to each other and fighting is not impossible.

Of course, there is another reason that the savior did not say.

That is, if the Ultimate Primarch Guilliman were to lead this elite assault force, he would be worried that this elite force would always be on the road and would not be able to catch up with the war.

Moreover, this guy falls into traps every time he charges. Who would dare to let him lead the charge?

But the Savior did not say these words, so as not to hurt the brotherhood.

"Well, let's do this for now!"

After Ron arranged all the tasks, he became free again and began to wait patiently.

In the airspace of this galaxy, the fluctuations and flashes of space continue.

New fleets arrived one after another, and then received orders from the command center to form different battle groups.

These battle groups would encircle the Vostroian Pan-Stellar region from different areas, gradually advancing and clearing out the Chaos forces in their respective war zones.

The jump assembly process alone took several days, after which the Mechanicus' Ark arrived, bringing with it the casting platform for the Armor of Redemption.

This means that the time of departure is approaching, and they will no longer accept fleets that are late due to fluctuations in the warp routes.

Those fleets might miss this war that portended honor and become reserve forces, responsible for escorting the transportation of logistical supplies.

A new round of mobilization announcements was broadcast throughout the Grand Army fleet, boosting people's morale:
"It is time to mobilize, my people, we need a massive mobilization war, a great cleansing of the stars.

……

We will win! "

Everyone saw the savior in golden armor holding up the Emperor's Sword and lighting it, it was so sacred.

"victory!"

The soldiers responded to the savior's declaration and offered their will to fight without fear, hesitation or terror.

Only the desire to win.

This is true not only for the large army fleet and this galaxy, but also for more regions, the empire's countless civilized worlds, and the vast territory.

Propaganda and mobilization about the savior continues.

hum~
Mankind's faith and will are coalescing, and the savior, the Sun of Hope, in the subspace, suddenly bursts out with an indescribable brilliant light.

Even the sacred sun cannot cover it!
"This wave of faith is so strong that I can't digest it..."

Ron took a deep breath and slightly suppressed the force that was being fed back into his body due to the surge in faith.

This is a good thing.

After all, he would soon face the Chaos Gods and the powerful enemies they had infused into him.

He looked at the fleet that blocked out the sun and sky before him and gave the order:
"set off!"

Whoosh whoosh—

One battle group after another disappeared from this galaxy. They would head to the Vostroya war zone and then arrive at their own war zone.

Afterwards, the Dream also entered the transition.
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Vostronia Pan-Stellar region, outer airspace.

"Roar--

Sacrifice blood to the Blood God, destroy the Savior, and kill the false emperor! "

The ferocious Khorne Chaos fleet leaped over in an extremely arrogant manner, with the rams on the bows spewing flames.

This is a Khorne warband called "The Anointed", who responded to the call of the Blood God and went to participate in the siege of the Savior in order to win supreme glory.

The leader of the Anointed Warband, Esava Kul, is still immersed in the blessing of the Blood God and violent emotions.

He was eager for the battle ahead, hoping to slaughter the human lambs waiting to be slaughtered in Vostroya.

However, the next moment, the leader heard the screams of his warriors.

"Blood God!"

He looked up and suddenly his whole body trembled, even the flames from the battleship's dragon ramming horns were silenced.

In the field of vision, a thick metal wall appeared in front of the fleet, and it seemed that there was no end from top to bottom and from left to right.

The cluster of metal behemoths completely blocked the route forward.

Those are all... the Empire's warships!

(End of this chapter)