Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

Isn't it obvious that we can't win?

The entire alien fleet had passed through the portal, blotting out the sky; there were more than a dozen of them.

Their warships were distinctive: they stretched for several kilometers, were teardrop-shaped, and were brightly colored and gleaming.

And these warships were not even frigates.

The alien flagship they guarded at the very center was several thousand meters long.

Although the ships are not equipped with Void Shields or other similar types of shields, their large optical weapons can still cause unpredictable damage to other ships.

Just as Casca was giving orders for the deployment of his men, the enemy's airborne troops were gradually being airdropped from their ships.

Several thousand fully armed aliens landed on the surface of Silent Star.

On the human side, how can 500 Space Marines, who have lost orbital support, contend with an alien army supported by battleships?

Being able to hold out until Horus's reinforcements arrives under these circumstances is already an extremely commendable feat of command.

Kocasgar actually seems to think he's not afraid of his opponent?

"The other party refused our request to communicate."

The aliens' attitude is clear: they came down to wipe out the remaining human forces on the planet.

These aliens resemble assembled crystal clumps, and their weapons are equally advanced: the energy crystal in his hand fires a powerful beam of light that can melt or cut through almost any obstacle it encounters.

It's so much better than the flashlights used by the Imperial Army.

call out!

Accompanied by countless streaks of light piercing the sky, the forward outposts of Casca and his men collapsed under the enemy's laser fire shortly after they landed.

Their fortress simply couldn't withstand the enemy's laser weapons!

Judging from the current progress, even if Casca had the foresight to advocate building the highest level of ironclad defenses, it would probably only be a matter of time before the entire defensive fortifications fell under the enemy's terrifying laser weapons.

Amidst the blazing light of countless laser weapons, the once-solid defensive line was now riddled with holes.

If they don't evacuate soon, they might be buried under this steel and brick.

"Received orders, prepare to evacuate."

The leader of the mortal auxiliary army who stood guard alongside Kasoron answered through the communication device.

Following the loss of the reconnaissance outposts at the front, the first line of defense was also on the verge of collapse under enemy fire.

All command instructions for the front lines have been issued.

But conspicuously, there were no combat instructions from the elite veterans of the First Company, the son of the emperor.

The message left for them did not provide any combat instructions.

Instead, they were ordered to retreat to the second line of defense to observe and learn from the [Chemos Guard]'s countermeasures.

"What does this mean?!"

"Of course I know the veterans are unhappy that I was appointed acting commander of the legion."

"Inside the fortress, Kaska said calmly."

"Therefore, I never intended for them to fight this battle."

Kaska explained to Aqua, who looked completely bewildered.

"Relying on this mere few thousand mortal auxiliary troops?"

“That’s right, we’ll rely on our mortal auxiliary force—the Chemos Guard.”

it's time.

Kasgar looked down at the fighting crowd below, his eyes filled with confidence.

Let them witness firsthand the advanced tactics from the ancient 3K era.

Now, it is the thirty-first millennium.

During these eras, countless advanced things were lost.

It wasn't just technology that was lost; tactics were lost as well.

"Tactics? What tactics?"

"When humans were still in the primitive society of eating raw meat and drinking blood, our ancestors were not at an advantage in the battle against large carnivores."

Casca did not answer the other party's question directly.

"But the clever ones learned to use their strengths and employ tactics—to frighten people with feigned shouts, to pursue them with long-distance raids, and to ambush them with traps."

"From then on, the weak became the hunters, while the ferocious beasts became the prey."

"Even without the stronger muscles and sharper teeth and claws of a wild beast, our ancestors were still able to become the kings of all things."

The key to defeating your opponent is never to engage in a head-on, life-or-death struggle.

Instead, the goal is to preserve one's own forces and eliminate as much of the enemy's forces as possible.

"But unfortunately, after acquiring strong armor and invincible weapons, arrogant people have gradually forgotten this truth."

They always use their strongest and hardest horns to collide with each other.

They believe that only the strongest, most aggressive, and most powerful winning strategy can be considered a true victory.

(Of course, the real reason was to sell chess pieces.)

But what about the facts?

The truth is never honorable: only the winners have the right to talk about the truth.

"interesting."

"But I still think I'm better suited to dueling."

Sword Saint Aqua never cares about these things.

Her tactic was always the same—charge in and challenge the enemy's strongest leader to a one-on-one duel.

If you win, you win the battle; if you lose...

Well, she's never lost yet.

Therefore, this tactic has never had any problems in the long run.

Nothing.

If the Xenomorph is a ferocious beast...

Then she must be Wu Song.

Chapter 38 The Battle to Defend Silent Star (Part 2)

boom!

With the firing of several alien-shaped beam guns, the first layer of defense, symbolizing the most solid part of the entire defensive line, finally succumbed to the pressure and collapsed completely.

A cloud of yellowish-green dust billowed up.

Despite the defenders' tenacious resistance and unwavering defense, they were still no match for the aliens' powerful laser weapons.

Ding Ding!

Upon seeing this, the crystalline alien emitted several crisp crystal-colliding sounds, as if celebrating the battle's successful outcome.

Meanwhile, even more crystal aliens descended from the warships to the surface to participate in the extermination of the remaining humans.

In their minds, the entire battle had essentially ended at this stage.

The enemy's weak fleet fled in panic after they passed through the portal, leaving behind only these isolated and helpless surface defenders and a not-so-strong defensive fortress.

After breaching the fortress, the next step is to clear out the deserters who have fled the battlefield.

As the fortress teetered on the brink of collapse, countless soldiers, like tiny raindrops, gradually fled, transforming into frightened wild beasts scattering across the desolate crystal plains.

The enemy has already collapsed.

The alien army, naturally without any scruples, wriggled their crystal bodies and advanced toward the next line of defense for humanity.

They believed that with the powerful firepower of the energy-concentrating weapon, capable of melting everything, victory was only a matter of time.

Until they saw the automated flying mechs hovering overhead.

"Teacher, I don't object to you finding someone to fight one-on-one."

"After all, in war, any tactic that is effective is a good tactic."

Kaska was speechless at Aqua's tactical approach.

"But the prerequisite for a one-on-one duel is to be able to find the location of the opponent's leader and break through their defenses before they can escape."

"And what's needed is the most crucial element in modern warfare—"

"Intelligence, information."

Casca paused briefly.

“Look,” he said, pointing to the crystal structure outside the fortress that was advancing toward them.

These aliens were blinded by their immediate victory and believed that our army's resistance was easily defeated.

Without investigating the enemy's remaining firepower, they recklessly pursued the remaining soldiers.

"Next, they'll have to pay the price for their arrogance."

As he spoke, Casca looked up at the sky above, at the automatons that were closing in on them.

"what is this?"

"Flying Automaton".

Aqua frowned.

She had certainly heard of automatons, combat units frequently used by members of the Martian Mechanicus Legion, allies of the human empire.

They are able to fire and provide cover under the guidance of technicians, making them extremely powerful on the battlefield.

But in any case, they are not as small as they appear to her.

Are you surprised?

"This is the latest equipment that I suggested, which was improved by Fugrim, Philus, and many sages of the Cult of Mechanics, and finally secured a trial production line for the Mind Control Legion to build a world production line."

Casca explained with a somewhat leisurely and smug air.

These automated soldiers are extremely small, some even smaller than the palm of a normal person.

Taking advantage of their lightness and large numbers, these mechs quickly occupied the sky of Silent Star, which was shrouded in poisonous clouds.

"But these mechs are so small, what's the use of them even if they take over the sky?"

Aqua felt a little regretful.

If this were a behemoth from the Cult of Mechanics, the overwhelming firepower of the flying mechs would have already routed the aliens.

However, the flying mechs released by Casca were too light to carry any effective weapons.

Flying in the sky, like a toy.

"Surveying and mapping".

"Or rather, to obtain the best and most timely intelligence."

The aliens naturally noticed these flying devices of unknown origin.

Many of them had already used their shaped charge weapons to fire at these stubbornly resisting harassing aircraft.

As for the effect, it's just like the old Terra proverb says—like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito.

These autonomous flying mechs, as tiny as mosquitoes and flies, have no defensive modules.

In order to reduce costs, it doesn't even have the most basic anti-gravity equipment, and relies solely on wind power for flight.

So primitive!

Many aliens wielding shaped-charge weapons scoffed at this.

Rather than wasting our ammunition on such crude and laughable creations, we should advance directly and destroy the enemy's frontal defenses first.