Due to the huge differences in language and culture, it is actually difficult for humans to interpret what green skinned people call themselves, so it is very rare for green skinned people to leave their names on the imperial alien list.
And this means that anyone whose name can be left behind is a very difficult character who has caused serious threats and harm to the empire.
Nazdreg Ebony Ud'Grubb is a greenskin warlord who can leave his name on the Alien Tribunal and the Death Watch list.
In the early stages of his activities, Nazdraig was little known, with only sporadic information indicating that he was a member of the extremely wealthy Bad Moon Tribe.
As time went by, he gradually became well-known as a green-skinned pirate who posed a great threat to imperial shipping. What really made him famous was that he transformed the wreckage of an Apocalypse-class battleship into his own flagship and attacked the Brotherhood.
A forge world in the Special Sector, robbed a large amount of supplies, ambushed a fleet in the Gothic Sector, and sank more than ten battleships.
Afterwards, the Death Watch pursued him several times, but he cunningly escaped every time, and even attacked the Death Watch's killing team on a planet, causing serious casualties.
In the days that followed, Nazdregg's fleet gradually grew, becoming a serious threat to the Imperial Navy.
According to the report of the Inquisition, this pirate warlord appears to be much smarter than most known greenskins. He can also speak fluent Gothic and even knows how to use the "carrot and stick" reward and punishment system to encourage misfortune.
slaves worked for him.
He is also one of the few greenskin warlords who uses human slaves.
Putting aside the alien's own abilities, just the huge pirate fleet under his command would be a huge disaster for a star region.
Once the other party intervenes in the battle in the Fulun galaxy, it will be difficult to determine the outcome.
The tactics room fell into silence.
A few minutes later, Soshyan broke the deadlock.
"Arrival time?"
"Insufficient information, but Nazdraig last appeared in the Armageddon sector. If it travels at normal subspace speed, it will take about one standard month to reach the edge of the galaxy."
"One month..."
Soshyan crossed his chest with his left hand and held his chin with his right hand, thinking for a moment and then said.
"Time is indeed too tight, and if the greenskins on the planet Flon know that there are reinforcements, they will definitely fight to the death. Ground combat is terrifying and difficult."
Mazar nodded.
"I considered landing and beheading, but——"
He then shook his head again.
"We are still unable to determine the specific location of the green-skinned warlord. It knows what methods we will use and hides itself very well. All communications use wired equipment and even oral transmission."
"A prisoner?"
Greenskins are not incommunicable. In fact, greenskins with higher status still have enough thinking ability. There are also scholars who are proficient in Ork language in the expedition fleet. Soshyan's proposal is not outrageous.
"I've thought about it, and I've caught it, but I don't even know where the leader of those things is."
"What a cunning beast."
Once the green-skinned leader cannot be captured in a short period of time, the battle situation will evolve into an embarrassing situation where the army is fortified. Once external forces intervene, it is possible to fall into an internal and external attack.
"Lord Magyar, what is your opinion?"
Soshyan couldn't think of any good solution for a while and could only look at the initiator of this battle.
"My method is to smash all of Fulun's satellites to the ground, destroy the planet as much as possible, and then evacuate the fleet from the galaxy as quickly as possible to avoid attracting more trouble."
As he spoke, the holographic image showed a comparison of the sizes of the main star of Foren and its satellites.
Since they are artificial satellites, these stars are not large.
Soshyan then expressed his opinion.
"It's feasible, but it doesn't guarantee complete destruction of the enemy."
"Yes, but this is the fastest and most direct way. At least the greenskins here won't be able to cause trouble for a long time."
"not necessarily."
Soshyan shook his head.
"The technology of the greenskins here has evolved to the level of subspace navigation, and there are still some remnants of their fleets in the galaxy. If they can't be eradicated, I think it won't take long for them to recover, and they will become better because of this attack.
Even crazier."
Mazhar frowned, knowing that Soshyan was telling the truth.
But this was the only way he could think of.
"I have an idea."
Soshyan clicked his finger on the imager, and then the holographic image zoomed in to the entire galaxy.
He then drew several circles around the edge of the galaxy.
"My lord, I'm sorry to ask this, but if you were the green-skinned pirate warlord, where would you choose to intervene in the war?"
Lord Magyar stared at the image for a while, then whispered:
"If I were a greedy and cunning guy, then I would definitely choose the few remaining outlying strongholds of the green-skinned forces on the Fulen planet as intervention points. That would be safe and allow me to pocket the materials and troops in the opponent's strongholds.
, a sure profit without loss.”
He paused for a moment and pointed to an asteroid belt at the edge of the galaxy.
"Gantlu 3, this is a stable space jump point, and there is an asteroid belt around it as a shield. It is very safe. I will definitely choose this place, and then annex nearby strongholds and wait and see how the battle develops... If
If humans are unable to conquer the enemy for a long time, then they will launch a large-scale raid on the human fleet from behind to relieve the siege of Fulun Planet in one fell swoop. If humans are prepared, they will send out small fleets to continuously harass the rear of the human fleet and attack the already occupied areas.
Planets and supply depots allow the human fleet to continuously disperse during defense and escort, and then wait for opportunities to seek a decisive battle with the main force."
Soshyan clapped his hands gently.
"I'm so lucky that you, Lord Magyar, are not a greenskin, otherwise we might have to retreat from this battle."
"Hahaha! This compliment sounds strange enough, Chapter Master Soshyan."
After the heavy atmosphere eased a little, Soshyan restrained his smile.
"My opinion is to maintain a minimum blockade on the Fulun planet, and then the main force of the entire army will be gathered on Gantru 3 to ambush Nazdregg's fleet and wipe out the opponent in one fell swoop! At that time, the Green Planet on the Fulun Planet
The skin is no different from a corpse."
The tactics room fell into silence again.
Lord Magyar placed his hands on the metal edge of the imaging device, staring intently at the three-dimensional image emitting light green fluorescence, wondering what prophecies he could see from it.
Soshyan noticed that the corners of the other party's eyes even twitched.
"this--"
Ten minutes later, Lord Magyar said in a hoarse voice:
"——It's a big gamble, Soshyan."
"yes."
"Not to mention whether we can ambush Nazdraig's main fleet, with the power we currently have, can we defeat the enemy head-on?"
In fact, the strength of this expedition fleet is not weak. There are several squadrons, as well as the Ascetic battle group fleet. It seems that there are hundreds of large battleships, including the battleship-level super large battleships such as the Evernight.
But most of them are actually multi-functional heavy cruisers like the Moon-class and Gothic-class.
What they faced was a large pirate warlord running rampant in several star fields. In addition to their flagships, they also collected a large number of ancient space junks composed of scrap ships. In terms of firepower, these warships all reached the standards of large cruisers, which was enough.
It gave even the Imperial Navy in a star region a headache.
All they have is a sector fleet.
"We have a chance to prevent this campaign from turning into a shameful defeat."
Mazar raised his head slightly and looked at Soshyan.
"You insist on that."
"Yes."
At this time, the miniature communicator in Lord Magyar's neck armor suddenly rang.