Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 570 Guilliman: Nimrod was able to send 200,000 Shadow Order soldiers; my legion is still too small.

869.M30.

One after another, warships of different colors jumped out of the real world, and fleets from the nine Astartes Legions poured into the Tarks Space.

The black "Shadow of Order" warships occupied the center, their total number exceeding the combined number of warships from all other legions.

The terracotta-colored "Dark Angel" and the cobalt blue "Ultraman" occupy the two wings, while the white winged sword paint extends for about a third more.

The crimson "Thousand Sons," the purple "Sons of the Emperor," the white "War Dogs," the "Descendants of the Featherbrush" of Zadkiel, and the fleet of the "Midnight Lords" filled the gap.

The Alpha warships quietly left the main fleet, hovering in the void, carrying out covert operations.

Seven Void Beasts stepped out from among tens of thousands of Void Warships that guarded them.

The Primarch of the Order, the flagship of the Shadow Order, the Shadow of the Throne; the Dark Judgment of the First Chapter; the Dark Shadow of the Third Chapter; and the Death and Decay of the Fourth Chapter.

The Dark Angel's Unyielding Truth and the Razor of Truth.

The Makurag Glory of the Ultramarines.

On the bridge of the Makurag's Glory, Marius Gage stood beside Guilliman, relaying the Primarch deployment to the various Legion warships.

Guilliman stared at the green galactic hologram and rapidly updated the scan results of all Legion Birds.

Ninglu, a key brother of the Fearless, trusted him and entrusted him with command of the Void War.

Guilliman's gaze fell on the creation that shone with a deep red light—an alien satellite.

"Contact Omega to confirm when he will join us."

The firepower of eight Glory Queen-class battleships is enough to destroy any obstacle in their path.

He looked out into the void through the large viewing window that had been lowered.

The vast number of drones resembled the receding waves of the tide.

The alien ship, covered in spikes and flails, tore through the air in a silent, shimmering light.

Guilliman felt the glory of humanity and tore apart the evil void of the aliens.

Beneath his feet, the Radiance of Macurag and the other six warships were the Emperor's Radiance.

[Of the seven ships, four belonged to the Nimrod Regiment, more than half.]
Guilliman's smile vanished, replaced by a complex expression.

So many...
He realized this was because Nimrod had retrieved the construction template for the Ramirez-class star fortress and reached an agreement with the Mars Foundry Director.

Even when measured by value, they are equivalent.

Nimrod retrieved too many sacred templates, and their value was too high; even Phineus could not match him.

His ability to detect spoofed readings from alien warships also relies on his unique technology, and Finus seems to possess the same technology...
Guilliman's gaze returned to the holographic star map, where he saw the red marker.

He felt that the amount of computational work had decreased by several orders of magnitude, and he regretted losing the opportunity to challenge his own computational limits.

As Guilliman pondered, Gage's voice rang out.

"Lord Omega replied in twenty minutes."

The Alpha emerged like a snake and joined the ranks of the Glory Queen-class battleships.

It lingers on the fringes, seemingly ready to break away at any moment.

"Father, all the drones are closing in on us, and the alien warships are deploying in layers. There are thirteen lines of defense in front of us."

“Gage, just like I told you, victory in battle often depends on the first shot fired, or even the order to fire the first shot being given.”

“Section 3, Chapter 7 of the Military Code.” As the only person who had read Guilliman’s books, Gage immediately pointed to the corresponding location.

“It was just a first draft,” Guilliman corrected, and continued, “When my brothers Nimrod and I reached a consensus and gathered the Queen Glory-class battleships, the outcome was already predetermined.”

As soon as Guilliman finished speaking, the eight Star Sea Beasts simultaneously unleashed dazzling spears of light.

A crystal-clear, deadly energy, tearing apart alien ships like a knife.

The light from the engine explosion was as dazzling as a firecracker.

The dense barrage of bullets from the Hongpao tore apart the incoming drones.

The aliens' first line of defense was destroyed by overwhelming firepower.

Guilliman looked around at every screen filled with signals.

"Summarize the scan results from Tuckers."

The officers around the holographic tactical table busied themselves with tension, and the torrent of data on the data panels surged like a waterfall.

Guilliman's superhuman brain simultaneously monitored every data stream until all data was scrolling at a rate below his standard, at which point he gave instructions to Gage.

“It’s time to set up a live call channel and talk to my brothers.”

Gage gave orders to the holographic projection operators, and the workstations began working in earnest.

After the system started up, Guilliman walked into the amphitheater-like platform surrounded by workbenches.

As he stepped onto the activated holographic projection platform, light bloomed around him. Figures appeared blurry, indistinct, like shadows.

Light is captured, bent, and distorted, ultimately forming a realistic projection.

“My brothers, it is time to discuss the ground battle plan. Compared to the Void, whose victory is already assured, this is the real threat we must face.”

After Guilliman finished speaking, he kept a close eye on whether Lane would raise any further objections.

“I agree,” Lane’s words relieved Guilliman, “but ground warfare is not about numbers and symbols.”

"Clearly define the troop strength, missions, and operational areas of each corps."

“Lyan is right,” Omega immediately chimed in in support.

“We have no prior experience in large-scale coordinated operations,” Ninglu said, looking at Guilliman. “We will operate according to our usual methods first, and then engage in joint operations when we encounter a strong enemy.”

Guilliman reluctantly abandoned his initial plan, saying, "Fine."

“121,000 Dark Angels,” Ryan said bluntly.

“My legion has just been created, and it only has 1,300 men,” Omega then said.

Ninglu knew that Omega was not lying this time.

The number of troops deployed by "Alpha" will not be much less than the actual number of people.

It is a fact that the legion has just been officially established. For some unknown reason, Old Man Huang limited the number of "Alpha" legion members to between one thousand and two thousand.

Only after Alpharis retrieved Omega did he allow the Twentieth Legion to be publicly established and begin its rapid expansion.

The large-scale recruitment of new recruits has not yet been completed, and the number of them will not exceed two thousand.

At this time, "Alpha" was the smallest of the twenty legions.

The number of people attending the grand birthday celebration was between 90,000 and 180,000, but he didn't know the exact number.

While Ninglu was pondering, Guilliman spoke.

"I will deploy 81,300 Ultra Warriors to ground combat."

Ning Lu nodded slightly; his request for 150,000 reinforcements from Old Man Huang had been granted.

"Two hundred and five thousand shadows of order."

Besides the decisive battle at Turks, the "Shadow of Order" was also scattered across various fronts and garrisoned territories.

[Including the Second Company of the "Son of the Emperor" and other legion task forces, as well as Luther's nearly two thousand men, the total is approximately 430,000.]

That's 130,000 more than the "Battle of Tarks" I remember.
Guilliman looked at Ninglu in surprise.

[Nin'roch was able to send 200,000 Shadow Order troops from the Turks; my legion is still too small.]
On the same platform as Omega, Alpharez's gaze met his.

Ryan glanced at Ninglu and then spoke.

"Next, we need to divide the operational areas."

"The mountains in Area A-1 are the second largest war fortress of the aliens, and they are the primary target of our legion."

His tone was forceful, leaving no room for discussion.

If Nimrod hadn't been the commander-in-chief, he would have chosen area C-11, the largest fortress in the Turks, without hesitation.

Under Ninglu's coordination, the four Primarchs selected their combat targets in a harmonious atmosphere and also selected targets for the other task forces.

The meeting concluded, and the eight Queen Glory-class battleships had reached their designated attack positions, surrounding the artificial war satellite in high-level geosynchronous orbit.

The four black warships in the center, like shadows, obscured the entire sky on one side of the spherical shape.

Countless weapons were aimed at the planet's surface below: gleaming energy weapons, a forest of bombardment cannons, and kinetic weapons poised to strike...

The vertical beams of light from the spears fell like fingers, the blinding energy weapons illuminated the void, lava bombs rained down, and hypersonic projectiles deafened the audience...

When the first star was attacked, the orbital defense facility was reduced to ashes in the flames.

The drones rose up like locusts, only to be shattered into pieces in the storm.

The artificial war satellite was transformed into a world of light and sea in a single day.

The eight Glory Queen-class battleships retreated steadily, but their devastating attack showed no sign of slowing down.

Accompanied by a burst of light like a star exploding, the entire Turks was illuminated as if it were daytime.

Countless dead Randan aliens and slaves stirred up towering waves in the vast ocean.

Ship after ship emerged from the vast ocean, tearing open the breach.

The hundreds of millions of dead stirred up a storm of souls, attracting four pairs of eyes beyond the veil, who turned their gaze toward the Turks.

　P.S.: The number "Alpha" has various interpretations, ranging from 90,000 to 180,000. I interpret it as representing the unknowable secrets of Hydra.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)