"Fortress Eternal...it's not only the attacker's nightmare, but also the defender's nightmare."
After ten thousand years of mentioning that battle, Dasadra's voice was still full of sighs. He had too many brothers dying in that battle that was almost desperate for both sides.
After the rebellion, perhaps out of simple hatred, Pertulabo built the Eternal Fortress to provoke Rogdorn, his most disliked brother, and declared that it was a fortress that could never be broken, and he was waiting for Dorn. He vowed to put his brother in a cage to fight immediately with the Seventh Legion, but it took three weeks for the Empire Fist to approach the fortress. In this battle, Dorn did not do as usual.
A detailed and accurate combat plan was formulated, but the soldiers who commanded the Imperial Fist attacked the Eternal Fortress without any preparation. When their vanguard finally crashed into it, they found that the "fortress" was empty - the Eternal Fortress was actually more like a walled hunting ground, with the ambush and heavy artillery of the Iron Warriors rushing forward, and the battle was so tragic that the Imperial Fist warriors had to use the bodies of their fallen brothers as cover.
But even in such an unfavorable situation, they still caused major casualties to the death against the Iron Warriors. Until the extreme warriors arrived, Peturabo finally had to retreat. Both sides seemed to have won, but they also lost.
The Empire Fist suffered heavy casualties and finally accepted the second army establishment, while the Iron Warriors no longer carried out activities on the scale of a legion. Dasadra was a witness of that battle. He still remembers how the yellow madmen who rushed up regardless of casualties drowned out one fire point after another they established. There was still a scar left by the Empire Fist Company Commander on his forehead.
In fact, they didn't even understand why they had to defend it. It was just a worthless world. Victory or failure would not have any impact or interests. Hate is one thing, and squandering life is another thing. The two legions were wasting thousands of lives just for the breath of the two Primrods, fighting on a battlefield without any meaning.
It was that battle that made many Iron Warriors completely disappointed with their father and never came back after leaving the Legion.
After sighing, he suddenly pointed at the Silver Tower.
"Those are for what they do, they look like Qianzi's things."
"It's true that Huron brought the instigator Sectors and his war gang. I hope they can have a way to stop the empire from dropping extinction weapons, such as bipolar torpedoes, to planets, so they made them after spending a lot of resources and slaves."
"It seems you're ready, what if the imperial people surrounded him and didn't fight?"
"Isn't it right? You won't think that my current power can defeat the Imperials, right? But from another perspective, it's impossible for me to ignore the tens of thousands of warriors. After all, this is the galaxy closest to Angstrom, and the Imperials will not be stupid enough to think that only a small part of the troops can trap us in the world. The Red Pirates' naval power has not yet weakened to such an extent. Once their main force dares to leave, the Badabu sector will be ignited by the beacon again. We can't care about losing territory, and the Imperials may not be."
"Ha, so you don't plan to counterattack?"
"I don't have too many paranoia. It's a profit to delay for one more day. I just said that the winner is not here, but for Huron, I just need to do what I can do. Do you know that most Chaos Lords have a bad habit, that is, they can't recognize their own boundaries, and don't know what they can do and what they can't do. Of course, I'm not talking about you."
Dasadra shook her head with a tense face. If someone else dared to talk to him like this, he would have punched him.
But Hong Suo was like this, and he knew that the other party was not talking about him.
"Your mouth or this virtue, how can you control those Red Pirates?"
"Kill some and throw the remaining disobedient people to Badabu No. 6. It's that simple. It's not difficult to care about these guys. Just lower your requirements. I don't have much control over them. Anyway, they will go to the battlefield after all, and most people will die after all."
"Secondes, are you guarding? According to your previous words, I seem to be planning to give up that? But I personally feel that if both worlds can support them, they can disperse the troops of the imperial people so that they will not bear all their pressure with one planet."
"The prerequisite for dispersing the enemy's forces is to disperse our own forces. When the void is controlled by the enemy, force the troops to defend. Then the imperial people can completely ignore Sekundes and directly surround Badab with all their might. The result is the same. Sekundes' troops cannot pose any threat to the Imperial Army, but... I didn't say I should give it up directly. The steel ring built by Huron in the past still has some long-range weapons that are enough to threaten the fleet in the galaxy. I have moved them all to Sekundes to give it the ability to threaten the Imperial Army."
"How many people are you going to send to defend there?"
"I don't plan to send anyone to defend it. I have asked the wizards to spend more than a year building a huge altar with enough sacrifices. When the imperial army arrives, the world will be swallowed by sub-space and become a demon world."
Dasadra's eyes widened slightly.
"You want to turn Sekundes into a demonic world? I heard that it is Huron's home planet. Can you accept Huron doing this?"
"No matter whether I can or not, I can only do this. I have no troops in that world. I can only let it waste the imperial troops. It's that simple, just an addition and subtraction."
"It seems that you have a plan to deal with everything."
“Planning is one thing, but actually another thing—”
Hong Suo looked up and looked at the vast sky.
"How many great plans have turned into shit when they actually come. All I can do is turn Badab into a piece of steel. I heard that the commander of the Imperial Army was Helblette, the expeditionary marshal of the Black Church. It is quite famous, but his stubborn stone will eventually be crushed to pieces on the steel."
On the other hand, at the edge of the Badabu galaxy, the vast imperial heavenly soldiers had landed, and some ships were still bombing the planets, but most of the ships began to enter a state of mooring for post-war rest.
"Sir, all the strongholds and nests of Badabu No. 6 have been occupied. Now the troops are clearing out the remaining enemies. This is the preliminary statistics of casualties and enemy annihilation reports."
On the bridge of the Obsidian Throne, Hulblet was watching the broken orbital defense battle with his hands on his back. Ten hours ago, he endured the artillery fire from six large warships of the Imperial Fleet. He persisted for a full two hours, and injured several small warships in the middle. If the fleet cooperated, he would not have been taken down so easily.
Chapter completed!