"Order the remaining warships to leave the battlefield on their own!"
Vulkan issued an order for the remaining fleet to evacuate.
But knowing it well, with such a comparison of military strength, how much can they escape?
The result may be disheartening.
The communications troops did not stop there, reporting bad news one after another.
"Sir, the enemies in the enemy fortress ahead are pouring out. They and the pursuers behind are planning to attack us at the same time. Fulgrim, the Emperor's son, is dueling with Lord Ferrus!"
There are enemies both front and rear! Vulkan took a breath.
The rebels have superior strength and high morale, and their warships are everywhere outside the atmosphere.
Now these warships are still busy chasing the loyalist fleet and can't take care of them. Once they free up their hands, the orbital attack will fall on their defenseless targets!
This is already a desperate situation!
He thought for a moment, hesitated and said: "Maybe we should move closer to the Iron Hands!"
"What's the use?" Lin En suddenly said,
"It's just a matter of hugging each other until death!"
Lin En wanted to expose Vulkan's luck. Even though they had not been together for a long time, he still saw that Vulcan was not a person with a keen insight into the battle situation.
He is brave, fearless, gentle, and kind to civilians. Even when the battle is the fiercest, he will remind his soldiers to avoid harming the surrounding civilians.
These are his advantages, but the disadvantages are equally obvious!
He has a weak outlook on the overall situation, lacks the ability to command large-scale legionary wars, and tends to look forward and backward when thinking too much.
If he really moves closer to Ferus in the middle as he wants, there is no doubt that they will all turn into dumpling fillings and be easily wiped out by the rebels' all-round three-dimensional attacks!
Lin En didn't want to be beaten like this, and she had to fight for a little bit of life even if she was going to die!
"Do you have any good ideas?" Vulkan asked,
Lin En nodded and said: "Maybe it's not a good idea, but it's definitely better than waiting to die."
"Let's talk about it. If it can save these soldiers, I can consider your suggestion."
"Capture the fortress!" Lin En said decisively!
"The enemies in the fortress have already rushed out, right in front of us. As long as we penetrate their defense line head-on, we can take advantage of the situation and capture the empty fortress!!!"
Linn's suggestion caused a stir in Vulcan's mind.
That's right! If we can capture the fortress, we can rely on the fortress's defense strength to withstand orbital strikes from space. The traitors can only choose to attack head-on like we did when we first arrived.
The terrain of the fortress is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides and has only one valley in front. We can concentrate all loyalist friendly forces in the fortress and rely on the fortress to defend.
By gathering the Legionnaires of Salamanders and Iron Hands, the fortress's defense will be stronger!
Although you will still lose in this way, you will definitely be able to persist longer and kill more traitors!
It will also buy Terra more time!
Vulcan was silent, thinking quickly about Linn's suggestions in his mind, and the expressions on his face changed one after another.
After a moment, he exhaled and said with some regret: "Of course it would be the best solution if we could capture the fortress, but unfortunately, we can't do it!"
"Why?"
"The traitors like the Word Bearers and the Night Lords are following us closely. Once we launch an attack, they will not miss the opportunity to attack from both sides!"
"I'll break up the rear!" Lin En's decisive words blocked all Vulkan's last words!
…
In front of the Uger Plateau Fortress,
A long valley is the only entrance,
At this time, there were artillery fire and fighting everywhere in this valley.
Each of them is an extraordinary warrior, who has gone through many hardships and survived hundreds of battles.
Each one is the pride of their respective family, city, and even planet.
The equipment they carry is enough to bankrupt a wealthy country!
They all swore to the Emperor to fight for the future of humanity in the galaxy!
but now,
Eleven Astarte Legions! Space Marines with a total number of more than one million are here to use all means to kill their former comrades.
In front of the fortress defense line,
A large group of "Salamander" warriors wearing green power armor were rushing forward to fight.
The original body Vulkan rushed to the front, and the war hammer in his hand exploded into balls of lightning!
The tall figure was like a spearhead, cutting into the rebel position, while the soldiers behind him rushed up crazily, blocking their genetic father behind him.
The number of Salamander Legions has always been small,
Like the Thousand Sons and the Raven Guard, there are only eighty or ninety thousand men at full strength, which is the smallest number among all legions.
Vulkan has always loved them, but there is no time to feel heartbroken now.
He must be focused and seize every minute.
Two hours!
The time he agreed with Lin En,
Linn promised him that he would block the rebels behind him for two hours, and told him to break through the rebel blockade and enter the fortress within this time.
Only in this way can his legion and the rest of the loyalists have a chance of survival!
…
beyond the valley,
Lin En stood in the middle of the valley with his helmet in his arms, looking at the Thousand Sons Mark II Expedition Power Armor he was wearing.
It's two hundred years old, but it's still a model designed on Terra before the Great Crusade began.
Neither the design nor the materials are comparable to the later Mark III steel type, let alone the just-produced Mark IV extreme type!
But it is handsome!!!
Bright red paint, bright gold frame, fight in the middle of the road, full of taunting effects!
In addition to this set of power armor, Vulkan gave Linn his warhammer, Dawnbringer, when they parted.
The Dawnbringer was a massive warhammer, so large that only the Primarch could wield it.
It is indestructible, and once wielded, it can defeat any defense and mercilessly crush any enemy who dares to face it!
The Dawnbringer was crafted by Vulkan himself and was originally intended as a gift to Horus, who was promoted to Warmaster.
But when Vulkan met Horus, he felt the darkness in the Warmaster's heart, so he did not give away the warhammer and silently put it away!
Of course, these are Vulkan’s original words!
Lin En felt that he was being ridiculed, so he was stingy and refused to give it away!
After looking around, I didn't know what material it was made of. It was indeed extremely heavy, probably not much lighter than a tank!
With one hammer strike, any enemy can be crushed even without turning on the energy field.
Such a hammer can indeed only be used by the original body, and I am afraid that not all original bodies can use it!
Linn took a breath and put on the helmet in his arms,
At the end of the line of sight, a piece of gray power armor surged forward.
"The Word Bearers?"
"It's so disgusting! It makes me feel sick from such a distance!"
