Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 450 The troops are divided into three groups
"My angel brother, have you made any new discoveries in your observations of the future?"

In the center of the Skyhawk's bridge, Jaghatai Khan was facing the holographic screen on the command platform, communicating remotely with Sanguinius and Lion's Johnson.

Since the three are currently scattered in different star systems in the Beta Garmon Cluster, the Primarchs hold routine meetings every once in a while to discuss the situation and make decisions.

In the holographic projection, Sanguinius's extremely handsome face revealed a look of helpless apology. He shook his head slightly, indicating that he had not discovered anything.

"Chagatai, my ability to predict the future is not as accurate and real as Curze's. In fact, you can think of it as an elusive flash of inspiration."

"Only very rarely do I see useful information from the future, and for some reason, my accuracy has been plummeting since Macragge returned to Terra."

When Sanguinius apologized with deep regret, no one could remain indifferent, not even the aloof Chagatai Khan.

He could still control himself and comfort Sanguinius not to worry, but the Blood Angels guarding the Father of Genes could no longer contain their impatience and anxiety.

"Don't blame yourself, brother. The future is changing, and that's a good thing." Chagatai smiled.

"If everything is predetermined, then what is the meaning of our actions and efforts? We are not a piece of text in the book of fate. It is precisely because the future is never predetermined that we must move forward courageously."

The Lion King listened to his brothers' conversation, his attention always on the star map. Horus still hadn't shown up until now, which was not a good sign.

During this time, Lion had been simulating the war with Horus in his brain. His super brain was able to abstract the behavior patterns and tactical characteristics of the wolf god based on the historical record of Horus he knew.

In his heart, there was already a "Horus" fighting with him in the air. Lion imagined Horus to be extremely powerful, in order to force himself to make more perfect and accurate decisions.

However, Horus never showed up, and Lion's various calculations were like a punch on cotton, with no effect.

Ryan Johnson knew very well that at this decisive moment, whoever became impatient and unstable would be at a disadvantage, so he just started to advance steadily in the Beta Garmon Cluster according to his original plan.

The fleet led by Jaghatai penetrated deep into the area controlled by Horus, conducting harassment and raids while investigating the situation, while Sanguinius integrated the Titan Legion and surface forces, continuously seizing and expanding the area controlled by the Empire.

As for Zhuang Sen himself, he controlled the largest number of imperial fleets and waited on standby, ready to launch a thundering attack after Horus revealed a flaw.

His new Caliban has become the command center. A large number of staff officers and think tanks, with the help of the intelligent brain core, summarize the intelligence of the entire Beta Garmon Cluster.

"The great victory of Zeta Garmon is a valuable victory. We have publicized this news widely, which is enough to boost our confidence." Ryan said.

"Sanguinius, how is the situation over there?" Chagatai asked back.

"It's under my control, but it's not easy." Sanguinius rarely showed such a helpless expression, but integrating those Titan legions took him a lot of effort.

"We have more than thirty Titan Legions in Betagarmon. They come from different Forge Worlds, have completely different cultures and traditions, and also have completely different command systems... Emperor, it is indeed difficult to unite them."

Ryan glanced sideways in slight surprise. He had originally thought that his angel brother would never be bothered by these trivial matters.

And most importantly, how could anyone ignore Sanguinius's charm? How could it be possible? "Don't be surprised, Lion." Sanguinius looked at the Lion King. "Each Titan has its own pride. They are loyal to different Titan Legions. In my circle, there are at least three different commanders who claim supreme authority."

"I had to work hard to unite them. Instead, the traitors, united by fanaticism, fear, and the authority of Horus, made slow progress in the Titan Wars."

"Sometimes I really envy Guilliman. What's the difference between his brain and ours? If it were Guilliman, he would be able to command more than a hundred loyal troops with ease."

Lion knew that there was some complaint and exaggeration in Sanguinius' words. Although the Archangel was indeed not a Primarch who was good at commanding large-scale wars, he was still a Primarch.

Even the one who was least skilled at command among the Primarchs, excluding Konrad Curze, was not an existence that could be touched by mortals.

Through star maps and battle reports, Ryan has seen that Sanguinius united those Titan legions, as well as other stragglers in the Beta Garmon Cluster, and attacked the core area of ​​the cluster directly.

The traitor territories in the center of the star cluster had to defend against the Archangels' fierce attacks. The Dark Mechanicus on Delta Garmon II transformed the wreckage of destroyed war machines into huge fortifications, and the city of Nilken on Beta Garmon II had turned its guns around, waiting to fight against the arrival of the loyalists.

What was left for Sanguinius was undoubtedly a tough nut to crack. Compared to the beyond-visual-range strikes commonly used in the larger space naval battles, the battles on the planet's surface were fist-to-flesh and extremely bloody.

Titans battle each other across the planet's surface, piercing their opponents with plasma and melta cannons, or closing in on them with giant power claws.

Mortal auxiliaries and Astartes legions joined the battlefield like dumplings, and then disappeared under the horrific artillery fire and earthquake-like shock waves.

Even though the warriors loyal to the Emperor possess more advanced and powerful weapons and equipment, they are still pitifully small in such a grand war.

Ryan is not used to showing his emotions directly. He seems to be always so cold and ruthless, and he treats everything from a rational perspective in exchange for losses.

He understood that both Jaghatai and Sanguinius were facing severe tests, but neither of them had given any signal to request reinforcements.

Because compared to the Blood Angels and the White Scars, the Dark Angels, who were fighting against the enemy's Void Fleet while guarding against Horus's main force that had not yet appeared, bore the heaviest pressure.

All defense plans have been formulated and are being implemented. Every warship and every soldier has a place to go and a mission to perform.

At this time, no matter which forces are withdrawn, it will cause an imbalance on the battlefield in another place.

Lion has done everything he can. The only thing he needs to do now is to continue to wait and prepare to fight against the invitation of the decisive battle from Horus.

"Horus, what are you waiting for?" Ryan clenched his fists, almost crushing the alloy command platform.

"If you don't attack, once we capture Betagarmon II and III, the entire galaxy will be doomed, and you will never be able to cross the Betagarmon star cluster and set foot on Terra again."

Ryan was convinced that his opponent would never make such a low-level mistake, and he must have other plans.

(End of this chapter)