Warhammer, from Gothic Fleet to Azur Lane

In fact, didn't he already have the answer to this question in his mind - one Primarch for another, and they would hold off the rest! The Black Templars, live up to the name of Dorne, no need for mercy! No need for regret! No fear! This is the battle cry of the Black Templars, and it is also the glory of the Black Templars and the Sons of Dorne.

"Fleet warfare, our advantages lie in fleet warfare and defense." The Grand Marshal put forward his opinion, and he did not ask where the intelligence came from. "But focusing on defense does not mean that we have to take the beating blindly. Since we have the dual advantages of network and intelligence, we can concentrate our superior forces to form a large-scale attack on the small-scale and annihilate the enemy's living forces."

Salmin counted the fleets they could mobilize: the Iris Battle Fleet, the Vichy Battle Fleet, and the Black Templars Eternal Expedition Fleet, with the three fleets with the Queen of Glory as flagships as the spearheads of the attack; the White Eagle Battle Fleet, the Sakura Battle Fleet, and the Skarus Battle Fleet, three large star sector-level fleets for flexible defense, and four Astartes regiments as mobile forces to be responsible for firefighting.

In a ground battle or a boarding battle, the Black Legion or the Red Corsairs are both legion-level Astartes organizations, and 50,000 or 60,000 Chaos Astartes, even if there are some water (technological space marines), are an overwhelming numerical advantage. But in a naval battle of attrition, the Empire has the advantage.

The biggest feature of the battle line era is that capital ships are difficult to destroy. Take the Imperial battleship as an example. To destroy a battleship, you need to overload the void shield, dismember its armor and structure, and finally disintegrate its main structure or directly destroy the keel. However, the two battle lines firing at each other simply don't have so much time to complete this process.

What, you said why don't you engage in a fight in different directions? Because only a big turn in front of the enemy can force the other side to turn as well to grab the T advantage, but in Warhammer, a big turn in front of the enemy will only lead to a wave of torpedoes and rams. Only those who have experienced it will know why there is an Imperial joke that "As long as the Imperial battleship has a ram, it is a complete battleship."

After the Empire's bloated territory was connected by the Webway, the Warp Storms raised by Chaos were no longer an invincible barrier. Multiple battle lines of attrition could completely turn this war into a replay of the Pacific War in World War II. If Chaos did not have any ruthless skills, it would be a situation of inevitable defeat.

After deciding on the general strategy and tactics, there is no need for Salmin, a novice, to intervene in the more detailed discussions. As mentioned before, Salmin is a school principal-level player. He is OK if he relies on calculations to fight a stupid battle, but when it comes to predicting specific tactical targets, it is better to leave it to someone knowledgeable like the Grand Marshal.

After he nodded, this pre-station meeting became the 'battlefield' for the senior commanders of the Salmin faction. All Salmin had to do was sign after one of them won.

Yes, not them. What's even more outrageous is that everyone present is wearing full body power armor, which is too formal, making Salmin, who is wearing a marshal's coat, look like the weakest one. Although I said that the regular uniforms of the ship girls are too erotic and it's better to dress more formally for meetings, there's no need to do this. If you don't know, you might think this is an internal meeting of Astartes.

According to the current battle situation, the Northern Alliance War Marshal, the Crusades Grand Marshal Kalronstad and the Flesh Tearers Captain Seth believe that they should strike first to retake the Xinchar sector before the main force of Chaos arrives. The Grand Marshal and the Archbishop of the star zone Richelieu believe that they should lure the enemy deep into their territory while the main force is unclear, and then directly destroy the opposing fleet in a decisive battle.

Both sides had their own reasons. After all the different tactical arrangements, only the two with the highest chance of winning were left to be confronted by Salmin. Here, only Salmin's prestige was enough to make the decision. Feeling the expectant and heavy gazes on him, Salmin fell into silence.

It's not that he didn't have a choice, it's that he hesitated after he had made the choice - he would deny the lives of 600 billion people. There is no doubt that the Xinchar sector is a poor asset - it cannot bring the expected benefits, and taking it back is just to extend the supply line and increase the defense zone, but it's only 600 billion lives.

Instead of providing support, they asked the locals to resist on their own? They were still able to hold on now because the invaders were all war gangs and pirates, and their purpose was to plunder. When the 13th Black Crusade launched a full-scale attack, these resistances would be like the Qing Dynasty trying to use the Boxers to fight against the Eight-Nation Alliance, and would only send people to their deaths.

However, Cadia must not fail! This planet is more related to the fate of billions of people and the entire human race. The human empire is dead after the Great Rift. Both Guilliman and Lion are just working on the corpse. Just like the siege of Terra, all their efforts were useless from the beginning.

And now, he, Salmin, stood here, standing in the only position that could save humanity from death! As long as the Great Rift did not open, the human empire would be able to sustain itself for another ten thousand years with its terrifying size. At this time, Guilliman's return could truly inject new vitality into this ancient country, rather than operating on a corpse.

But in the end, he was more hypocritical than he thought. "Cadia must not fail!" After setting the tone for the strategic deployment, he said, "But every citizen of the Empire should not be easily abandoned. The Xinchar Sector is one of the bridgeheads of the Empire against Chaos. It is the Emperor's precious currency."

"Deploy several rapid reaction forces. If it is just to maintain the route, they can escort important supply routes, protect major settlement planets, and guard the known routes around the Eye of Terror. At the same time, they can also act as bait."

Salmin adjusted the star map to the Xinchar sector. "Jubal Galaxy, there is a large webway branch that is large enough for a large fleet to pass through. If we can lure the main force of Chaos to fight here, we can gather the main fleet to encircle and suppress them within three days. If we retreat, we can use the webway to return to the defense zone."

There was nothing wrong with what Salmin said, but the Grand Marshal still had some doubts. "With the speed of the Agamemnon, it is indeed capable of doing the job, but we lack the Astartes to escort us. Once Chaos boarded us, only six or seven companies would be enough to stop or even capture a precious battleship. The benefits do not match the risks."

The Grand Marshal was not an outsider, or rather, everyone present was one of his own, so Salmin spoke openly, "Uzra, Lord Admiral Scarus, he and his battle brothers will escort the rapid reaction force."

Upon hearing this, a particularly tall Astartes tore off his white robe and stood up. The serpent-patterned Iron Cavalry Terminator on his body revealed his identity - a Lerna of the Alpha Legion. An Astartes of the Rebellion Legion appeared openly at the Imperial High-level Conference Table.

Chapter 21: The Head of the Hydra

The Grand Marshal and Seth looked at each other. Although they had known for a long time that Salmin was Alpharius, they were still somewhat shocked to see it brought out in the open. But at the same time, a strange sense of superiority of "I am treated specially" and "I am more trusted" surged into their hearts. As the only two chapter leaders attending the meeting, this was not only a reflection of the Primarch's favor, but also a rare honor.

Neither of them said anything else. After all, Salmin had already taken out all his family assets, and it would be impolite to ask more.

What did Salmin think? The answer is that he was relieved. Alpha's problem was no longer a problem - not everyone could be called Uzra.

He did lift the restrictions on Astartes' participation in politics, but that doesn't mean an Astartes can climb to the rank of Lord Admiral, which he originally prepared for the ship girl, in just one and a half months. Yes, Uzra did it perfectly, but this is what I did before, the boss died violently, and the first merit was promoted, right? Chaos Astartes beheaded accurately, right?

OK, you've been promoted normally. But the biggest question is, who are you, buddy? Is it possible that I can sense every Astartes that I created? And there are only a few Lerna, and my own Lerna has its origins questionable, so your origins are too complete, in short - they don't seem fake.

A Chaos Astartes doesn't look fake, and can also make him feel threatened. Even in a non-Shipgirl state, there is no need to say what identity can make him feel threatened - [Head of Hydra] Alpharius.

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It can only be said that this is an Alpha-style infiltration. It was not until he was promoted to Lord Admiral that Salmin realized something was wrong. But those who have really read "The Biography of the Primarchs - Hydra Master" should know who Urzila's pseudonym is. When the young Alpharius first left the palace and began his two hundred years of agent career, his first pseudonym was Urzila.

He sneaked into the palace completely as an ordinary person through intelligence and loopholes he collected. Although this loophole is not really a loophole - how many people can kill a guard in seconds without making any sound? This is just a special infiltration provided by the Primarch.

But he still made a big deal for Valdor - after sneaking in, Alpharius had already arranged anti-aircraft firepower to intercept the Emperor's car, but Valdor and the Guards kept going around in circles with him, and finally stopped this farce under the watchful eyes of the Emperor and Malcador. Even if he didn't really blow up his own old Deng's plane, even if the plane blew up Old Deng, he would be fine.

But this was undoubtedly a major failure of the Imperial Guards, a serious dereliction of duty! The Imperial Guards had only one mission from beginning to end, to protect the Emperor. And being infiltrated into the palace, controlling the air defense system to lock the Emperor's car, and failing to take down the assassin in front of the Emperor, one after another, severely slapped Valdor and the Imperial Guards in the face.

In order to prevent Alpharius, who went by the alias of Uzra, from giving him a big fight, Salmin immediately assembled his troops and called on the three original bodies of the Glorious Queen-class ships, Monarch, Tsubaki (Yudachi), and Saratoga, to attack without any sign. He believed that even Alpharius could not escape from such an encirclement.

And indeed he had not escaped, for Alpharius was at home drinking tea and playing chess - a chess endgame and three cups of black tea.

He was not surprised at all by Salmin's arrival, but was surprised by the people accompanying him. He thought that the two guards of Salmin were already outstanding warriors, and it would not be difficult for them to hold him back for ten minutes together. But where did these three weaker Primarch-level fighters who could make him feel threatened come from?

Don't panic. There's no point in panicking. Alpharius stood up and handed the teacup in his hand to Salmin, who had only taken a sip of it. He pulled her to sit down like a friend of many years. "Would you like to play a game of regicide? Alpha is not your enemy, and there can be only one Alpharius."

Regicide is a board game that has existed on Terra since before the Great Crusade. It is similar to chess and remained one of the main forms of entertainment in the Empire until the 41st millennium. Salmin naturally knows how to play it, but that's all. Just because he doesn't understand it doesn't mean he can't win.

The two sides sat down and each side argued, and Salmin lost. It was a one-sided defeat. White was already weak, not to mention that the opponent was Alpharius, who defeated Malcador in the second game. But this was just an endgame, "Let's start over," he said.

All the chess pieces were swept aside, and Salmin took out another chessboard from the hull and put it aside. In the new game, Salmin still played with white pieces.

It was still Alpharius's advantage. Even though Salmin's computing power was higher than Alpharius's, she did not have the database of the regicide chess. Salmin moved one of her [Citizens] forward. This move was meaningless and was just a delaying tactic.

"You are going to lose" Alpharius said.

He moved his last Fortress across the board to counter an approaching Check from Salmin. But it was a stalling move in an insignificant part of the game. She looked at the pieces carefully and saw that only the actions of the Sexton and the Prince on the left wing of the board were of any importance.

After a few more moves, he brought the situation on the left wing under control, but this only exposed him to a bigger flaw.

"You have one more move to lose." Alpharius said again. The [Priest] walked out of the 'blind man must be killed' situation. And Salmin had no more soldiers to use. The White [Citizen] who was closest to the Black [Emperor] still had two steps to upgrade. The winner was already decided.

"It looks like that," Salmin agreed. "But remember, Regicide is a game where the two players are evenly matched at the beginning, but the reality is not." She selected the [Checkmate] and [Queen] from the chess pieces she had taken out before the game and replaced the [Citizen].

"General, kill!"

The outcome has been decided.

Alpharius looked at the chessboard carefully and made sure that he had no chance of turning the tables. He suddenly laughed. He laughed so happily, so heartily - he laughed at himself, at Malcador, at the Emperor, at Magnus, and at all the fools who were predicting the future with the Regicide chess game.

Reality is not a fair game. He stood up and apologized to Salmin until he was tired of laughing. "You are promoted, my lord, Alpharius. Please allow me to introduce you to the idiots on the black side in a simple and clear manner, my damned, stupid brothers."

He took up the Sexton, "Oh, my most ridiculous brother, Lorgar, the storm brought him out from the shadow of the crows for a while." Then the Priest, "My most foolish brother, Magnus, he was really angry, betting all his wealth on a war that his master did not support, but the result of disobedience was nothing more than a replay of the tragedy ten thousand years later."

Finally, it was the [Prince]. "My most miserable brother, a big stinking moth, Mortarion. Poor Captain of the First Company, he can't even call on the Legion much." He paused, "Of course this identity was not his before, but thanks to your efforts and Angron's sacrifice, the dark future is no longer destined."

"The person on the seat is waking up, and the Alpha Legion will not stand by and watch any longer. As for the less important intelligence," Uzra handed over an ancient sci-fi communicator, "you are now Alpharius, the head of Hydra. Please give the order, to stop the Great Rift, for humanity."

Chapter 22 Military Parade

The Empire is far from peaceful. There has been no peace since the 41st Millennium. War, eternal war is the main theme of the Empire and humanity, but even in such a hell, there are festivals of peace. The Feast of the Ascension of Sanguinius, December 25th, is the grandest festival of the year.

But the 998th Ascension of Sanguinius in the 41st Millennium was a little different. The morning of Scarus was solemn and solemn - this scene had actually lasted for a week. The cargo ships flowing in the star ring orbits were like a shining belt of light, and tens of trillions of tons of materials were transported between the star ports.

The mobilization power demonstrated by the modern political system that has entered the second-level combat readiness state far exceeds that of the feudal state. The transportation of huge amounts of materials equivalent to the tithe of a traditional star zone for five or six years was completed in just one week, but this is far from affecting production - just to tell a joke, according to the conscription ratio during World War II, China was a demilitarized country.

If we calculate the most extreme situation, the Skarrus sector under Salmin's rule is enough to mobilize 37% of the total population, that is, 3700 billion Imperial Guards, while meeting the minimum supply and livelihood needs. So when Salmin easily integrated the Skarrus sector, the outcome was actually decided.

From the most basic bulletproof armor and flashlights to rows of poison blade super-heavy tanks, the endless sea of ​​ammunition, and the Titan legions walking the earth, the rage of the empire is accumulating and stirring, and all of this will be poured out on the enemies of humanity in the most violent manner!

Two Titan Legions, five Chapters with a total of 6455 Astartes, million elite Imperial Guards, plus a large amount of supplies, the number of transport ships alone exceeded . And if you add the huge fleets of the Crusades and the Skarus Fleet, there are nearly warships here at this moment!

Alpharius looked back from the bridge, as if he had seen the beginning of the Great Crusade again, when the unrivaled fleet of the human empire set out from the solar system to the sea of ​​stars. Perhaps it was a little exaggerated, but this was the most prosperous state the human empire had ever seen since the Macharius Crusade, and the fleets of warships parked in the stars were truly thousands of miles long!

Even the Primarch's eyesight was not enough to see this magnificent sight without external help. He could only look around at the battleship cluster covering a radius of several hundred miles. The flagships that usually guarded a star system were so sparse at this time. Including the Astartes' battle flagship, a total of 61 battleships were adjusting their formation at the lowest power.

The Eldar cruiser responsible for guiding this huge fleet was as small as a roadside sign. It didn't even dare to speak, for fear of disturbing the sleeping dragon. And just the breathing of the sleeping dragon - the gravity fluctuations when the large fleet was moving had to be precisely calculated by Salmin to minimize the impact.

Any Imperial or foreigner with a bit of knowledge would be impressed upon seeing this gorgeous platinum-colored fleet. Looking from any side, all you can see are towering church clusters, stretching for thousands of miles to form a sacred mountain range; and below them are arrays of macro-cannons visible to the naked eye. No matter how gorgeously decorated they are, they cannot conceal the fear brought by their terrifying caliber.

Salmin is reviewing his troops! He is showing his strength to all his allies, whether overt or covert, and the imperial army itself. Banners covering the sky and ships filling the air are no longer an adjective, but a fact in today's Scarus!

"Comrades! Citizens! Astartes! Our soldiers and navies!"

"The unspeakable military offensive launched by the Great Despoiler Abaddon against the Imperium of Mankind since June 6 is continuing. Although the Imperial Navy, the Imperial Guard, the Astartes, and the Mechanicus have put up a heroic resistance, and although the enemy's elite land and naval forces have been defeated and buried on the battlefield, the enemy has deployed new forces to the front line and continues to advance."

"The Chaos army has overrun all of Nemisistesera, all of Belia IV, much of the Sinchar Sector, and western Cadia - large tracts of land have fallen to the enemy, and the Dread Shield's defenses are at their most dangerous. Everyone is forced to let out their final roar!"

"Stand up! My compatriots, those who do not want to be slaves, we stand here today to declare the destruction of Abaddon and his abominable minions, because we are the blade, the edge, the approaching storm, and under the shining light of the God-Emperor, our strength is overwhelming!"

In the solemn hymn, Salmin's increasingly passionate roars were clearly heard by everyone, "All traitors, cultists, aliens, and demons should open their eyes and look at this storm, because we are their destruction, and this fleet is the glory of the human empire!"

"Cheer up! The God-Emperor is with us! Now we are standing at the pinnacle of history. Looking back, our enemies are nothing but shadows lingering in the afterglow of history. In previous battles, you have all seen what kind of blasphemous existence we are facing. Their mere existence is the greatest blasphemy to the God-Emperor."

"Warriors of the Crusades," the chants became more succinct, and Salmin no longer needed to say anything. He only had to ask the final question, "What is your duty?"

"To serve the Emperor's wills!"

"What is the Emperor's wills?"

"That's we fight and die."

“What is death?”

“It is our duty.”

“What is your duty?”

"To serve the Emperor's wills!!!" Countless roars turned into one voice and spread from the center of the fleet until the entire planet and the entire galaxy were ignited! The fire extended all the way to the non-material universe, and a shining golden light burst out in the chaotic vortex of the highest sky!

This was the most direct declaration of war. After two months of preparation, the Crusades finally announced their arrival to the world. Salmin had waited for this day for too long. He had been working hard for this since the beginning of the Third Battle of Armageddon. But he also knew deeply that since he chose to intervene, he was not fighting for himself alone.

He can only win! He is not fighting alone. His dearest and most beloved shipgirls are forced to join the war because of his decision. There are also the Crusaders who joined because they believed in him, believed in his victory and miracles, the Black Templars, the Flesh Tearers and other Astartes, the Imperial citizens of Skarrus, and Alpharius who gave his name to him...

He had to be patient, and not go to the Eye of Terror alone to join the Spirit of Vengeance and duel with Abaddon. Everything he was carrying required him to be fully prepared for the Thirteenth Black Crusade, to prevent the opening of the Great Rift, and for the future of mankind. Salmin stepped down from the pulpit and handed over the command to the Grand Marshal.

Now, all patience has ended, and the golden scales have turned into dragons. The chess pieces on the war sandbox in front of him will determine the direction of the war. Salmin picked up a chess piece, "Armageddon Iris Battle Fleet--"

Chapter 23 Deployment

Richelieu took a step forward, and her unique crimson stockings were even more dazzling under her little white dress, but even brighter than that were her eyes full of fighting spirit. "Commander, please give the battle order. I will work with you to bring down divine punishment on the faithless enemy!"

'Sister Li', the tall archbishop under the Cross of Lorraine, smiled sweetly, just like when we first met. But the fire deep in her eyes showed that she was not as calm as she appeared after finally receiving the battle order. The ship girls were all beautiful, but that didn't mean that they, as war machines, didn't desire war.

"Armageddon Vichy Battle Fleet--" Salmin nodded at her and picked up another chess piece.

"Jean Bart." After briefly and forcefully announcing her arrival, another figure walked to Richelieu's side, of course, a little ahead. "The Vichy battle fleet is ready for battle. Glory to Vichy!"

These two fleets are the most powerful fleets of Salmin except for the Chaos Fleet. After reorganization, each of them has a flagship: Amphion-class Glorious Queen, 1 command super aircraft carrier Arbiter-class, 2 Damocles-class, 4 Agamemnon-class, 19 Overlord-class battlecruisers, 20 cruiser squadrons, and 21 escort carrier squadrons.

These two fleets alone are enough to compete with the combined fleets of Abaddon and Huron, but "using just the right amount of troops to resolve the battle" is the Empire's consistent approach, not Salmin's. He has always disliked gaining an advantage through various operations, and he prefers to crush the enemy with overwhelming strength from the beginning.

Then, we will continue to advance steadily and gradually reduce the enemy's living space. This is a complete encirclement and suppression process. If necessary, we can also add urban squatting warfare to ensure that the enemy is tortured to death and then type GG in despair. Therefore, he took out another chess piece, "Black Templars, Flesh Tearers."

These two Astartes Chapters were the majority of the native Astartes he could call upon, apart from the Alpha Legion. As the first reborn Chapter, the four Black Templar fleets, including the main fleet, alone brought him a huge army of 4600+ Astartes. Although the Flesh Tearers were few in number, the Sons of Sanguinius, who had transformed into a ship girl, gave them the possibility of winning with fewer troops.

At the same time, with these high-level combat forces, the Astartes finally filled the "Great Demon", a high-level combat force and ecological niche that they lacked. Even if it was just a passerby Great Demon, it would take an entire company to rush in and behead it, and it would cost the lives of 20 to 30 Astartes to replace it.

And these were just the successful cases. Astartes beheading a demon was just like using a grenade to blow up a tank during the war of resistance, exchanging one's life for a tiny possibility. The majority of the victims were those who were unfortunately surrounded and divided by the demon army and finally became the victims of the demon's kills.

Now that there are Astartes shipgirls who are actually A-level demon princes, although in literary terms the Astartes battles lack the sweet sense of despair, from a military perspective, this is a qualitative change from nothing to something. With such a force coupled with the firepower of the Titan Legion and the Extinction Relic, even the Ascended Primarch and his legion can't break through this iron wall in a squat battle.

"——Defend Cadia, no loss, at all costs." Salmin issued the most stringent order so far. Warhammer's "at all costs" really means "at all costs!" All major forces, including himself, will be invested in the defense of Cadia. I don't want casualties, I want Cadia.

"For the Emperor." If there is a sentence in the Warhammer universe that can respond to Thalmin's order, it must be this sentence. All thoughts, perseverance, murderous intent, faith, loyalty, everything comes down to one word, one promise - for the Emperor!

He looked at the four people in front of him. Whether it was the flower-like girl in casual clothes who seemed like she shouldn't be in this desperate world, or the crystallization of human's wonderful technology wrapped in the heavy yet agile war machine 'Hades' Terminator, the Astartes Chapter Master, at this moment, had only one identity, glorious and sad, the guardian of the future of mankind.

How sad! The human civilization that once dominated the galaxy has to decide life and death in a ridiculous battle. As long as a "fragile" planet collapses, the entire human empire will be split in two, and the vast territory will become a paradise for the evil demons in the subspace in one day. How ridiculous!

But he still exchanged the Eagle Salute and hugged everyone with a normal expression. No matter what, everyone deserved his careful treatment. And no matter how convenient or ridiculous it was for Abaddon to win this battle, there was only one outcome for him: defeat, and paying with his life for the blood debts he had committed over the past ten thousand years. All he had to do was move forward and win.

"Armageddon White Eagle Battle Fleet--" Deploying two-thirds of the fleet in Cadia does not mean that everything is safe. The starry skies of Scarus, Agrippina, and Beliscorona also need enough fleets to garrison, especially Scarus, which undertakes the vast majority of supply missions and is the top priority.

"Essex, always be ready." The voice became inorganic after passing through the respirator, which made Salmin startled. Who are you?

Oh, Essex, that's fine. This girl is a little too serious. When she's not drunk, she's a completely pure American girl. What Salmin looks forward to most is the night that belongs to Essex. Other big sister-type ship girls want to use the few hours a week to possess him with the most violent behavior.

As for Essex, he wanted to fade out of the water. If he hadn't taken the initiative, they would probably have slept in each other's arms. Thinking of this, Salmin smiled at the tin can and said, "Essex, this time you have to lead the army alone. The Bailis Corona Sector is the fleet command center of the Imperial Navy's Hazy Star Region."

"Of course, more important is its dock, one of the wonders of the human empire. It is said that the entire Battlefleet Obscurus of the Imperial Navy can be docked in the giant dock orbit above the Belis Corona region. And enough ammunition and supplies for the Corona fleet to use for hundreds of years are stored here."

These ammunition supplies will be the last hope of the Imperial forces in extreme cases - the current supply lines are too dependent on the Eldar's webway. Once the two sides fall out, the Imperial army's supply lines will stretch across several star regions. Therefore, this military parade may also be intended to intimidate the Eldar.

The Armageddon White Eagle Battle Fleet, which consists of 2 Arbiter super battleships, 2 Damocles-class super battleships, 4 Agamemnon-class high-speed battleships, 19 Overlord-class battlecruisers, 20 cruiser squadrons, and 21 escort ship squadrons, in addition to the Corona Fleet's original 7 battleships, 13 cruiser squadrons, and 17 frigate squadrons.

Such a force would be enough to hold out until reinforcements arrive even when facing the main force of Chaos. In addition, there are only five major star systems in the Beliskrona sector, so it can be said to be foolproof.

"Armageddon Sakura Battle Fleet--" This is the last fleet that Salmin can put on the surface. The organization is exactly the same as the White Eagle Battle Fleet. So he is naturally used to defend the home, together with the Skarrus Fleet. It can only be said that he is really cautious and determined to build the Shield of Fear into an indestructible iron underwear.

"Here~Here~Commander." The soft rabbit jumped directly in front of him. If it weren't for the war council, Salmin really wanted to rub her ears. Little-known fact: traditional beast-eared girls are legitimate demi-humans in 40k, not beastmen, let alone aliens, but dual-voiced horse girls are not necessarily the same.

"Shimakaze, take good care of the house; Uziel, I'll leave the production and defense of Scarus to you." Alpharius is a rare technical talent. None of the Primarchs are good at it, not to mention that Alpharius grew up on Terra, was brought up by the Sigillite Malcador himself, and was treated like a true son who could visit the Emperor's laboratories.

"I swear on my father's honor that the Legion will fight to the end for the future of mankind." Although it was a bit strange for him to say this, swearing on the Emperor's honor seemed really serious. In short, as long as Alpharius was there, there would be no problem with Scarus. This was probably certain.

"The Ascetics Chapter, the Blackmane Company of Space Wolves, and the 1300rd Company of Blood Angels, I request your assistance in garrisoning Agrippina." The Astartes were indeed a formidable force under normal circumstances, but in the tide of the era of the Thirteenth Black Crusade, they were just a little more than a regiment. Their best role was to exert their mobility in less intense star zones.