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

Chapter 587: Enemy at the Gate

Just as Roche, Orperson, and Malcador were trying to dissuade the Emperor in the laboratory on Ganymede, the Terra headquarters was already bustling with noise.

The giant holographic projection displayed the intelligence information currently collected outside the solar system. Countless light spots were trembling and flashing every second, and those hundreds of millions of light spots were living imperial units.

Led by Llane Jonson, Sanguinius, Jaghatai Khan, Rogal Dorn and Leman Russ each gathered around a huge strategic table, watching the changes in the battle situation with serious expressions.

As the person who had contributed the most to the Emperor's return from the Golden Throne, Konrad Curze took the initiative to refuse to attend such a high-threshold meeting.

Although Nostramo is the Primarch and his brain is capable of supporting such high-intensity strategic thinking, Curze is Curze and he refuses to use his brain.

He has an external brain anyway.

So Sevatar, known as the Prince of Crows, replaced Curze and joined the meeting.

He has a very unique advantage over other Primarchs, that is, he has just returned to the Empire from the rebellion and has an extraordinary understanding of the situation within the rebellion.

In addition to him, representatives from the Five Hundred Worlds also attended the meeting: Aeneid Hill, Sukasan, a high-ranking member of the Imperial Navy, and personnel from the Mechanicus.

Unknowingly, the forces loyal to the Emperor had already returned to defend Terra to the greatest extent possible, which was much better than the embarrassing situation at the beginning when only Rogal Dorn was stationed on the defense line of the solar system.

The number of Dark Angels, Blood Angels, and Ultramarines is approximately 100,000. Originally, this number was reached by the three legions rushing to Terra from the Five Hundred Worlds, but in the bloody battle of Betagarmon, the large number of casualties almost depleted the newly added forces of the three legions.

The White Scars under Chagatai Khan had about 50,000 men, and his fellow Space Wolves had dropped to a pitiful 10,000, the smallest number of all the loyal legions.

The Imperial Fists of Rogdorn, the Royal Guard of Terra, including those speedy conscription troops with flawed quality, only numbered about 100,000, a large part of which were stationed in the space fortress Alpha.

Vulkan's Salamanders did not return to Terra for support. His legion had been annihilated in the devastating battle of Isstvan V at the beginning of the rebellion, and the only remaining sparks had been left on Nocturne for defense.

By this calculation, the number of Night Lords brought back by Curze is even more than that of the White Scars, especially since this is the number of legions that have been purified once by the Night Haunter.

As for the scum of the Eighth Legion, Koze almost screened out all of them, threw them into the rebel camp, and gave them orders to stab their allies in the back and rob supplies.

This can be considered as a waste utilization.

Such an order undoubtedly met the wishes of the ambitious people in the Eighth Legion. This part of the Midnight Lords directly split into a war gang-like existence, wandering around the galaxy out of control.

In the past, the Midnight Lords had held back the Dark Angels in Salamas for several years, and now they had turned their guns on the Dark Angels again and were serving under Lion Johnson, obeying his orders. It was truly a marvel of fate.

Together with the loyal warriors of the various rebel legions that have gathered in the solar system, their number is around 20,000, and the total number of Space Marines gathered in the solar system has reached around 350,000.

During the Great Crusade, this number was merely the sum of one Ultramarines and one other legion, but now, it is the limit that the Loyalists can squeeze out.

"Guilliman sent us an astronomical message saying that the number of his legions is about 300,000. They are desperately trying to penetrate the rear of the rebels, and asked us to wait for him to join the decisive battle."

Ryan Johnson listened to the news from the astropath beside him, his neat and dignified demeanor did not show any sign of wavering.

He listened quietly, and the fierce and dangerous aura of the past had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a calm and restrained look.

After so many years of rebellion, he is no longer the extremely impulsive and irritable Lion King of Caliban, but a mature and steady commander of the empire.

"No, we can't wait for Guilliman. The rebels have already reached the edge of the solar system, and our soldiers have already engaged in a firefight with the enemy."

"By the Emperor, I only hope that Brother Macragge can make it to the end of this war, and not miss it entirely. He commands an army nearly as large as ours."

Ryan made a joke at the right time, and everyone smiled knowingly.

Guilliman wasn't here, so he couldn't refute the joke. By now, the Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar, considered by many to be ambitious, had proven his loyalty. At least, they no longer believed he was still plotting disloyalty.

In the past, it was almost a consensus that the Macragge people were always ready to make their micro-empire independent.

"According to my understanding, Lord Ryan should be more serious and indifferent. He has always been the emperor's lone minister, which is different from what we see now."

"It seems that it is not appropriate to understand a Primarch based on his reputation alone."

Among the people present, a bald mortal female general said to her colleagues that she had an external thinking engine and memory installed at the back of her head, and her every move revealed a calm demeanor that only a general who had experienced many battles could have.

This person is Imperial Admiral Sukashan, who commands the Imperial fleets that belong to mortals.

"You can speak louder, General." Ryan suddenly turned his head and said to Sukasan with a smile.

"Obviously your information is outdated. I'm actually a very funny person." Ryan joked.

"I am very popular, and many brothers trust me."

Sukashan nodded to the Lion King. Working with such a great man would obviously test the relationship and tacit understanding between the two parties. This would be a good start.

"Well, let's first discuss where the rebels will choose to attack."

After the warm-up, Ryan fiddled with the holographic projection with his fingers and enlarged several high-risk areas.

Those are relatively weak areas in the solar system's defenses.

Even though there are hundreds of billions of human troops in the solar system right now, any commander with a normal mind would not deploy these people evenly.

There must be some looseness and some tightness in the defense circle, and some of the loopholes are left deliberately to deceive the enemy strategically.

"Pluto and Uranus."

Almost in an instant, all the participants present read out the names of the two planets in unison.

Strategic masters all have similar visions. They know very well that the lifeline of the solar system is these two most marginal planets.

This is not just because these two planets can provide the enemy with a ready-made bridgehead, allowing them to continuously transport troops in.

The more important reason is that within the area covered by these two planets, there is a battleground called the Gemini Gate.

They are the "Gate of Hades" located on Pluto and the "Gate of Elysium" located on Uranus. Only these two star gates inherited from the dark technological age can realize large-scale jumps from the subspace to the solar system.

As we all know, the prerequisite for making a subspace jump is to reach the Mandeville point. Only by jumping at this gravitational balance point can the gravitational effects of massive celestial bodies inside the galaxy be avoided as much as possible.

If you forcibly jump within a galaxy, the biggest possibility is that you will be twisted into a pile of garbage by the power of the subspace and the real universe.

The existence of these two ancient star gates is precisely to allow the sailing fleet to jump directly without having to reach Mandeville Point.

In fact, even to this day, neither the Imperium of Man nor the Mechanicus can replicate this type of stargate.

Their first strategic trap was to revolve around the two star gates.

(End of this chapter)