Guilliman, wearing azure power armor, came to the command deck, followed closely by the Honor Guard wearing cavalry Terminator armor.

The huge steel body brought a huge sense of oppression. Everyone on the command deck felt as if their hearts were gripped by fear, and it was difficult to breathe.

The Honor Guards are all elite veterans of the Ultramarines, each with an astonishing record, and wearing Terminator armor that is bulkier and bulkier than ordinary Space Marine armor. Standing there, the sense of oppression is overwhelming.

It is a great courage for ordinary people to stand up and speak in front of members of the Honor Guard.

"How is the situation? Brahe." Guilliman looked at the captain sitting on the command seat and asked.

"They are gathering on the second planet of the Sala system. Judging from the badges and some characteristics of the battleships, the information we received is not false. The enemy does belong to the Death Guard. The fleet has been distributed. Judging from the strength of the enemy and ourselves,

In comparison, we can win easily."

Death Guard, Plague Spreader, Cursed Betrayer, Eternal Enemy of the Imperium, Unforgivable.

The Death Guard once belonged to the Empire's Fourteenth Legion, led by the Primarch Mortarion, and made indelible contributions to the Empire's Great Crusade and the unification of humanity.

At the end of the Great Crusade, Mortarion led the Death Guard to participate in the Horus Heresy, openly betrayed the loyalists in the Itari system, and massacred the loyalists with other traitorous legions, committing an unforgivable crime.

Later, when Mortarion led the fleet to sail through the subspace, he was betrayed by Typhons, a young man. The other party killed the navigator, destroyed the Geller force field of the ship, and trapped the fleet in the subspace, surrounded by Chaos.

The evil god trained him hard.

The Evil God Nurgle relied on his superb methods to tame Mortarion, who hated witchcraft and Chaos extremely, and made him his little boy.

Mortarion was originally a Primarch who was extremely resistant to witchcraft and Chaos.

But he was trapped in the subspace, tortured by the plague, and was forced to surrender to Nurgle, one of the evil gods of Chaos, who represented plague, death, and rebirth, and became one of the original bodies of the Ascended Demon.

It can be said that it is the template of the original body that was tamed by the annoying weird uncle and became obedient.

Later, the fleet participated in the Battle of Terra, using the plague to break down the palace's defenses, causing massive deaths. After Horus failed, it split into multiple battle groups and fled to the Eye of Terror and the edge of the Empire.

Guilliman sorted out the information about the Death Guard in his mind before looking at Captain Brahe again and asking.

"I have no doubts about the outcome of victory. I just want to ask about the situation on the surface??"

"There is no feedback information. All the information we sent has been intercepted. No matter whether it is in electromagnetic form or astropathic form, there has been no recovery. I guess the enemy has controlled the communication. If it is worse, the astropaths on the surface will either

Contaminated, or already killed."

Captain Breh's tone was a little heavy, and his only flesh-and-blood eye showed anger.

It was another planet-level massacre, and tens of billions of human lives were harvested by the evil god.

May the Holy Emperor have mercy on those poor people and welcome their souls into his arms.

"Perhaps there is a turning point, otherwise these remnants of Chaos would not still be here." Guilliman looked in the direction of the console. Amidst the hum of machinery, the strategic instrument carefully maintained by the Mechanicus was running, and a series of data

The symbols and beams formed a tactical projection, clearly showing the situation in the Sara system and the strength of the plague ships.

At this time, all plague ships are in the orbit of the second planet in the Sara system.

"I hope so." Brah nodded.

"Let's attack. No matter what, we must destroy them. If there are survivors, we will save them. If there are no survivors, we will avenge them."

"Understood, sir."

The fleet headed by the Macragge's Glory is advancing rapidly, and the planet Sara II is becoming larger and larger in the field of vision.

It is a green planet with glaciers in its polar regions.

The entire planet is grassland and woodland, with only scattered deserts dotting it. It is a planet that is extremely suitable for humans and has high colonial value.

There are six giant hive cities on the planet, one of which is astonishing in size. Judging from the observed data, it should cover an area of ​​more than 26 million square kilometers.

The predicted population of the planet is guaranteed to be over 50 billion, which is of extremely high value to the empire.

Seeing the arrival of the Imperial fleet, the Plague Fleet also responded. They spread out their lines and tried to intercept the Imperial ships.

Guilliman watched the changes on the battlefield. There were three enemy fleets in total, and there was a serious lack of coordination between them.

Mutual distrust is the weakness of the Chaos side. They usually fight on the scale of warbands, resist unified command, and do not trust other warbands.

When the distance was less than three million kilometers, the two sides entered an intense close combat from the testing stage.

The imperial ships launched batches of torpedoes and missiles, which were distributed over a wide area in a fan shape, forming staggered lines. At the same time, they also launched several tons of anti-ship artillery shells to cut off the opponent's maneuvering space.

Battles in space are more complex and changeable, with combat distances often reaching millions of kilometers, making torpedoes, missiles, artillery shells and other weapons have a certain lag, making it difficult to hit moving ships.

Directing such a battle requires a huge amount of calculations to calculate the movement of the enemy in the battle and the variables on the battlefield.

Guilliman looked at the battlefield solemnly, not letting go of any small variable.

Before traveling through time, he felt that torpedoes and missiles were useless in future space battlefields, and that they should be equipped with energy weapons such as light spears.

It wasn't until I witnessed the fleet battle that I realized that my previous idea was really stupid.

Each weapon has its own advantages. The missile can automatically track and can hit any position of the enemy ship at will.

The light spear is fast, but it goes straight. It is powerful, but it is easy to block.

Not to mention physical weapons such as torpedoes and shells, which are very powerful. The slow speed that people complain about can sometimes be an advantage. It will increase the enemy's calculation load and they dare not maneuver easily for fear of directly hitting them.

There is a high probability that stationary torpedoes and mines will not trigger the void shield. Once they hit it, the consequences will naturally be very tragic.

A distance of millions of kilometers is a close combat for a space battle. Light spears and giant cannonballs are constantly fired, and the space between the two sides quickly turns into a deadly bush where light spears and cannonballs are intertwined.

The void shield on the Macragge's Glory would light up from time to time, rippling under powerful energy beams.

The energy dissipated by the energy weapons caused the void shield generators on the Macragge's Glory to emit feedback noise from time to time, and some even emitted thunderous sparks.

The Plague Marines knew exactly who their biggest threat was, and even without any coordination, they regarded the Macragge's Glory as a priority target.

Faced with the enemy's concentrated fire, Macragge's Glory did not retreat at all, and responded with an equally tough response, unleashing artillery fire on the enemy that could easily level the city.

A plague ship was overloaded with void shields. A hit torpedo hit the head of the ship, causing it to spin, followed by a series of attacks.

The huge hull was pierced by torpedoes, missiles, and light spears, and the hit plasma energy pile exploded. The huge flames swallowed up the plague ship, slowing down the body in a silent explosion, and burning fiercely in space.

The building-like remains flew out of the exploding battleship and accidentally hit the warband ship next to it, overloading the opponent's void shield. It was then blown into pieces by a salvo of macro cannons from an imperial cruiser.

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Relying on the firepower of the Macragge's Glory, the Imperial fleet was like a sharp sword, piercing the enemy's heart.

The advantage has been rapidly expanded, and the balance of victory in the war is quickly sliding towards the side of mankind.

"Their behavior is abnormal. Logically, they should run away." Fikris stood aside and shook his head. "In the past, when they realized that they could not win, traitors would often choose to flee."

"Perhaps these idiots have been scared out of their wits." Brach showed a trace of ridicule. His greatest joy was to destroy the enemy's warships one by one with his own hands, leaving all the corpses of the Chaos traitors to float in space and become ice sculptures.

A dead traitor is a traitor worthy of recognition.

Guilliman withdrew his eyes from the strategic projection and shook his head, "I don't think this matter is that simple. I want to find a way to get the surface conditions of Planet Sara II. Maybe the problem lies on the surface of the planet. How can I get it?

From the information above, we may know what's going on."

Although he is a time traveler, he has inherited the power and all the memories of his predecessor. To a certain extent, it is more like a fusion.

The Primarch-level strategy and wisdom made him feel that it was a bit abnormal for the Plague Marines to be so brave and fearless of death.

It's not like they took refuge with Khorne, and Nurgle never supported those who thoughtlessly surrendered to death.

Only a fool like Khorne could do this without thinking, just for chopping.

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