"The Eternal Fortress... is not only a nightmare for attackers, but also a nightmare for defenders."
When he mentioned that battle again after thousands of years, Dassadra's voice was still full of lamentation. Too many of his brothers died in that battle that was almost hopeless for both sides.
After the Great Rebellion, perhaps out of pure hatred, Perturabo built the Eternal Fortress to challenge his most hated brother Rogal Dorn, claiming that it was a fortress that could never be breached and that he was waiting inside.
Dorne came, and Dorne, who vowed to put his brother in a cage, immediately came with the Seventh Legion to fight, but it took the Imperial Fists three weeks just to get to the fortress. Dorne did not have any in this battle.
As usual, they formulated a detailed and precise battle plan, but without any preparation, they commanded the warriors of the Imperial Fist to attack the Eternal Fortress. When their vanguard finally crashed into it, they discovered that this "
The Fortress was empty - the Fortress was actually more like a walled hunting ground. Iron Warriors ambushes and heavy artillery swarmed forward, and the battle was so fierce that the Imperial Fists warriors finally had to use the corpses of their fallen brothers as cover.
But even under such unfavorable circumstances, they still caused heavy casualties to the Iron Warriors. Until the Ultramarines arrived, Perturabo finally had to retreat. Both sides seemed to win, but they also lost.
The Imperial Fists suffered heavy casualties and finally accepted the second establishment of the army. The Iron Warriors never carried out activities on a legion scale again. Dassadra was an eyewitness of that battle. He still remembers how those yellow lunatics who came regardless of the casualties were
Flooding one firepower point after another they established, his forehead still bears the scar left by the Captain of the Imperial Fists.
In fact, they don't even understand why they want to defend there. It is just a worthless world. Victory or failure will have no impact or benefit. Hatred is one thing, and squandering life is another. The two
Just for the breath of the two primarchs, the Legion wasted the lives of thousands of soldiers, fighting on a meaningless battlefield.
It was that battle that made many Iron Warriors completely disappointed in their father, and they left the Legion and never came back.
After sighing, he suddenly pointed to the Silver Tower.
"What are those for? They look like Thousand Sons things."
"It does belong to the Thousand Sons. Huron has brought the instigator Sextus and his war gang. I hope they can find a way to prevent the empire from releasing extermination weapons on the planet, such as bipolar torpedoes. So they are spending a lot of money.
These were made after resources and slaves.”
"It seems that you are well prepared, but what if the Imperial people surround you but don't fight?"
"Isn't it just right? You don't think that my current strength can defeat the Empire, do you? But from another perspective, the Empire cannot turn a blind eye to the tens of thousands of warriors here. After all, this is the galaxy closest to Angstrom, and the Empire also
We will not be stupid enough to think that we can trap us in the world by leaving only a small number of troops. The naval power of the Red Pirates has not weakened to this point. Once their main force dares to leave, the Badab sector will immediately be ignited by beacon fire.
, we may not care about losing territory, but the Imperial people may not.”
"Ha, so you don't plan to counterattack?"
"I don't have too many paranoia. I'll make money by delaying one more day here. As I just said, winning or losing is not here, but in Huron, I just need to do what I can do, you know?
, most Chaos Lords have a bad problem, that is, they don't recognize their own boundaries, and they don't know what they can do and what they can't do. Of course, I'm not talking about you."
Dassadra shook his head with a sullen face. If anyone else dared to talk to him like this, he would have punched him long ago.
But Honso is like this, he knows that the other person is really not talking about him.
"With your mouth and your virtue, how can you control the Red Pirates?"
"Kill some and throw the remaining disobedient ones to Badab No. 6. It's that simple. It's not difficult to manage these guys. Just lower the requirements. I have no desire to control them. They are going to the battlefield after all.
Yes, most people will die eventually."
"As for Secundes, are you going to defend it? From what you said before, it seems that you are planning to give up? But I personally feel that if both worlds can be supported, the empire's troops can be dispersed, so that they will not be used.
One planet bears all their stress."
"The prerequisite for dispersing the enemy's forces is to disperse our own forces. When the void is controlled by the enemy, we forcefully detach troops to defend. Then the Imperials can completely ignore Secundes and directly surround Badab with all their strength. The result will be the same.
Yes, Secundes' troops are unlikely to pose any threat to the imperial army, but... I didn't say to give it up directly. The Ring of Steel built by Huron in the past still has some long-range weapons that can threaten the fleets in the system.
Weapons, I have moved them all to Secundes to give them the ability to threaten the imperial army."
"How many men are you going to send to defend there?"
"I don't plan to send anyone to defend it. I have asked the wizards to spend more than a year to build a huge altar with enough sacrifices. As soon as the imperial army arrives, the world will be swallowed up by the subspace and transformed into a giant altar.
It becomes a demonic world.”
Dassadra's eyes widened slightly.
"You want to turn Secundus into a demonic world? I heard that it is Huron's home planet. Will Huron accept this?"
"Whether it's possible or not, it can only be like this. I don't have any troops to waste in that world, so I can only let it waste the empire's troops. It's that simple, just a matter of addition and subtraction."
"It seems like you already have a plan for every situation."
"Plan is one thing, reality is another -"
Hong Suo raised his head and looked at the boundless sky.
"How many great plans turned into shit when the actual moment came. All I could do was turn Badab into a piece of steel. I heard that the commander of the imperial army this time was Expedition Marshal Hel of the Black Templars.
Bretchett's reputation is not small, but his stubborn stone will eventually be shattered on steel."
On the other side, at the edge of the Badab system, the mighty imperial troops have landed. Some ships are still bombing planets, but most of the ships have begun to park for post-war rest.
"Sir, all the strongholds and nests of Badab No. 6 have been occupied, and the troops are now clearing out the remaining enemies. This is the preliminary casualty statistics and enemy annihilation report."
On the bridge of the Obsidian Throne, Helbrecht was looking at the disintegrating orbital defense battle with his hands behind his back. Ten hours ago, it withstood direct fire from six large battleships of the Imperial fleet and persisted for a full
For two hours, several small warships were damaged during the attack. If the fleet cooperated, I am afraid they would not be captured so easily.
You must know that in the not-so-distant past, this was the Sigma Node, the core node of the Ring of Steel, a powerful defense system that protected the Badab galaxy. In the final stage of the Badab War, even the imperial army that had gained a comprehensive advantage was still facing powerful defenses.
The system was daunted, and finally the then commander, the Chapter Master of the Red Scorpion Chapter, proposed an almost crazy plan, using the Fire Eagle Chapter's Chapter Fortress, a star fortress called the Raptor King, to drag a piece of star debris into collision