Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

"Scorched earth?"

Immediately following the Forge World team, they sat on the covering battleship. The highest person in charge of the Gothic Sector of the Astra Militarum - Lieutenant General Maul's buttocks was not yet hot, but he was scalded again like a fire!

But it was useless, because no matter how much he resisted in his heart, he, a mere fourth-class army lieutenant general, could not refuse the order given by the original body himself.

11-25 was sitting in front of him, and the other party was letting go of his hands on the collar, and once again directed his eyes to the rose knot, which represented a decisive decision.

It was the color of human blood, and if necessary, it could also be his color.

"Yes, it's scorched earth."

Deep in the fortress a few kilometers away from the star port, a rail train rumbled past the tunnel.

Calvin was sitting in a temporary space in the warehouse, with a mountain of firearms and ammunition in the background.

Thirty thousand tons of supplies, most of which are supplies and food that are destined to be unused.

The policy of scorched earth operations, on the one hand, isolates soldiers in contact with the Death Guard on the front line; on the other hand, it also simplifies battlefield logistics that should be squeezed to the limit.

Calvin is unwilling to save here, but this is the case with the Death Guard, or rather with Nurgle;

There is no hospital world big enough to handle millions of wounded, so such a cruel and inhumane plan must be the determination he must make as the commander-in-chief.

"Fifty minutes ago, the first outer ring defense was lost." In Legion Will, the Gray Knight who was sent to the Imperial Fist headquarters brought the latest news.

"Anymore?"

Calvin took a deep breath, this was something he had expected.

A large number of unmanned reconnaissance stations and space minefields are the main content used by Goth to fill the huge space in the outer ring defense belt;

A few military depots are set up on relatively solid weapons platforms. They serve as springboards for the movement of troops and are also the main distribution centers for supplies.

But this is not important anymore, because the significance of the first ring belt is equivalent to the border defense troops in the previous life. After gaining valuable fault-tolerance time for the main force, they have already exerted their full value.

As for the future, without reinforcements, no matter how solid the platform is, it will be captured sooner or later.

The main reason why it can be delayed until now is that the main force of the enemy ships does not care about them. Under the attack of the large fleet, the only one who comes to clean up is a partial division wandering on the edge of the battlefield.

Border defense, border defense... Use human lives to occupy the border, and use blood to replace the defense.

They have fulfilled their duties and are worthy of their status as Imperial soldiers. I just hope that when they die in the final battle, they can still remember their mission.

"Yes, the second ring is located at the far point of the fortress and has been breached. More than 70% of the weapon platforms and defense base stations have been destroyed, and their defensive functions have basically been lost."

"Understood." Calvin cut off the communication and looked above his head.

This was Mortarion's first move.

The enemy's purpose is extremely clear, which is to establish a complete landing site near the core planet in the galaxy settlement area.

Once they successfully land, the overwhelming Death Guard, led by the Demon Primarch himself, will completely defeat the local defense forces and then spread the disease to the entire planet.

Can it be stopped?

Calvin frowned and finally gave a negative answer.

The entire Astartes coalition was probably not as powerful as the Death Guard under Mortarion, and the battle on the Spirit of Vengeance made Calvin even more fearful of the former's power.

The huge numbers of the Astra Militarum, against the backdrop of the Death Guard's Nurgle plague, may actually become a boost to the enemy;

And in any battle with Nurgle's demonic army, fueling tactics is the ultimate stupidity.

wrong!

Calvin woke up with a start and couldn't get lost in his thoughts!

Mortarion's stated intention was to create a battlefield that could give full play to the power of his Legions Astartes after leaving the naval battle;

Then all he has to do is not to give Mortarion this environment and keep the focus of the war on naval battles!

right! That’s the logic!

The more Calvin thought about it, the more he felt that his thinking was correct, and the more he thought about it, the more he understood the advantages and disadvantages between ourselves and the enemy.

The advantage of naval combat lies in the super long-distance firepower collision!

The few landing battles only exist in the battle for key passes!

If one or two battleships are landed and then contaminated, that is an acceptable loss from the perspective of the entire battle situation;

The biggest difference between this kind of pollution and ground war is that the pollution that the opponent is best at will be tightly controlled within the scope of a specific battleship!

So, Mortarion's intention is already understood, but why did he make such a tactical choice at this time?

Time difference!

Without much thought, Calvin came up with the correct answer from the huge mobile fortress at his feet!

Gothic Fleet, Blackstone Fortress.

The former has a relatively complete establishment and a huge reserve battleship in the battleship cemetery, allowing the loss of one or two main battleships or even the fleet to be replenished in a short time!

If you beat the snake, it will not kill you, but it will cause trouble.

And the latter, a powerful and movable fortress, is enough to suppress the powerful firepower of the main fleet head-on!

The existence of these two is destined to put the core of this battle in the naval battle in space. As a foreign invader, the last thing Mortarion wants to see is such an alternative fueling tactic!

So there is a time difference!

What he wants is to be the first to use a landing site to complete the tactical fulcrum in the core gathering world group of the Gothic galaxy within the time window when the Blackstone Fortress is redeployed before the Gothic fleet is fully in place!

On the other hand, from the perspective of the empire, the occupation of a planet will not affect the overall situation of the entire naval battle.

But the loss of a planet in the core area within 24 hours of the war started, and the impact on morale and people's hearts was far greater than the value of the planet itself!

And don’t forget, the person sitting on the flagship of the Chaos Fleet is Mortarion!

Calvin did not believe that this Primarch, who once commanded a complete expedition fleet, and was an uncrowned king who actually held complete military and political power, would only do this on this planet!

Therefore, regardless of whether this situation is a test or a feint, Calvin cannot let the other party go so smoothly!

Let alone let the other party pay such a small price to successfully gain a foothold in the galaxy!

War is like a huge chess game in which each person exerts his or her own subjective power according to his or her own abilities.

As reflected in the current defensive battle, Calvin, who possesses multi-threaded thinking, may be able to give full play to his own advantages and use his high-frequency but scattered thinking to continuously consume Mortarion's power!

The number of fleets directly under the Tribunal is still too small compared to the entire battlefield!

The order of the Gothic world is still in chaos, and it is still unable to provide full support to the front.

Only when the foundry director returns successfully and Sulla's teams complete the cleanup of the settlement can the war engine of the entire Gothic world be started;

And only then will Calvin, in his own calculations, truly sound the clarion call to counterattack and confront Mortarion head-on!

The fleet must set off as soon as possible! Only in this way can we buy time for the tactical deployment of Gothic and Blackstone Fortress!

With a clear mind and determination, Calvin quickly searched for the will of the legion, and immediately saw the brightest one among the large battle group nodes.

"Sutherland?" Calvin asked.

Tens of kilometers away, in a maintenance hall in the central area of ​​Blackstone Fortress, little Calvin, who was standing on a high platform, immediately put down the laser pointer in his hand;

"Here." He looked at the compatriots behind him and then left.

In the combat sequence, his second-in-command stepped forward and continued the previous tactical deployment meeting in the slightly surprised eyes of the Imperial Fist officer.

"Their internal communication should be from the original body." The Lamenters beside him saw his doubts and whispered the answer to the former as Sutherland left.

At this time, little Calvin had received direct orders from the original body.

"Is everyone here?" Calvin stepped off the rail train and left directly through the dedicated passage at the front of the station.

The densely packed Astra Militarum on the platform were lining up to board the train under the orders of the officers, and only a few people saw the ray of silver in the distance.

"Everyone is in place and performing pre-war mission deployment!"

Sutherland heard the urgency in Calvin's tone and looked behind him as he answered.

"Then don't open it! Send our liaison officers to them and open it just like we would on a battleship!"

This was not Calvin's target site originally, but after the overall strategic intention was determined, he was no longer willing to waste time returning to the central preparation area.

After crossing two overpasses and being guarded by the Honor Guard, Calvin communicated with little Calvin while walking to the train platform returning to the star port.

And in the psychic communication channel that still maintains the link, his voice has reached dozens of kilometers away:

"Listen to my order! All battle groups, except the Imperial Fists and Death Watch, rush to the starport immediately!"

Invasion, loss, and the tactical game between the original bodies