"I don't understand what kind of gift can make you so confident." Sicarius tried his best to think about Guilliman's words, but found that he had no clue at all.
The Tyranids have always been a major concern for the Empire, but the Primarch is so confident that he does not take the Tyranids seriously.
There must be something in Calgar's hand that can change the situation of the battle.
"Some things are surprises, Sicarius. There's no need to tell them. Just wait patiently for a while. Let's start the battle first. If you really want to know something, I can tell you clearly that we will win this battle, even if the Tyranids come."
"The Charadon sector will be a showcase for our powerful military force. After this war, every race will be terrified by the power of humanity."
Guilliman smiled.
The pale white projection light illuminated the slightly dim strategic room. A large amount of complex data flowed out from the suspended projection. More than a dozen screens appeared simultaneously, flashing information from various battlefields.
A large number of images show information about those battlefields.
With the assistance of the Titan Order and the Knight Family, the Astra Militarum launched a full-scale offensive against the Orc Legion.
The Primaris Space Marines formed small teams to raid and behead the Ork leaders.
Artillery units and fighter formations launched covering bombings on the orcs' fortresses and war fortifications day and night.
Extermination orders were launched in orbit around planets completely overrun by Orks.
In addition to virus bombs and cyclone destruction torpedoes, there is also the extinction weapon strike constructed by the Trinity.
A large number of planets were thoroughly purified and turned into scorched earth, waiting for the Mechanicus priests and technicians to restore the planet's ecological environment.
Guilliman collected information from thousands of battlefields at the fastest speed, summarized it, and outlined the overall picture of the battlefield in his mind.
Among the many Primarchs, Guilliman's talent for war is far from the strongest.
The ones with the strongest talent in war should be Lion the Lion and Horus.
The other Primarchs were slightly inferior to them all.
But a Primarch is still a Primarch after all, and Guilliman's talent for war is completely on a different level from that of ordinary people.
Guilliman evaluated each battlefield, making sure that they were constantly winning local victories according to their plans and increasing the advantage of the human side. After confirming all the battlefields, he nodded with satisfaction.
"We are approaching the Ork main planet. Is there any new information about the Ork warlord? We must be prepared for a decisive battle." Guilliman shifted his gaze from the strategic projection and asked Sicarius.
"The information director searched the sector database and many documents. This Ork warlord is called Arsonist. He is one of the most powerful Ork warlords in the galaxy today. He launched an expedition against the human empire in 989 of the 41st millennium. In addition to the Charadon sector being attacked, six other sectors were attacked, causing a large number of casualties among the people of the empire."
"This orc warlord possessed amazing control of the battle situation and tactical strategy. He once attacked the world of Ryan, which was only a few weeks away from Terra. The Crimson Warband used the anti-WAAAGH force field to defeat him, but was unable to attack his base camp."
Sicarius introduced some information about the orc warlord Arsonist.
The anti-WAAAAGH force field utilizes the unique anti-psychic properties of the Sisters of Silence to counter the Orcish WAAAGH, thereby weakening the power of the Orcish warlords.
This combat method was explored during the Beast War.
Otherwise, with the blessing of the WAAAGH force field, the orc warlords are more powerful than you can imagine.
Even harder to kill than the original.
The Sisters of Silence were once the most trusted force of the Emperor.
It is composed entirely of female untouchables, who are also called soulless ones.
First appeared during the Emperor's Great Crusade of the Galaxy.
They are the nemesis of psykers, and slightly weaker psykers cannot even use their abilities in front of them.
Even if it can be used, it will be greatly discounted.
The orcs' WAAAGH is also tightly restrained by them, which will greatly weaken the orcs' combat effectiveness.
"My lord, we don't have the Sisters of Silence in our hands. Perhaps we should seek their help. Only in this way can we better fight against the orc warlords." Sicarius said.
"There is already a contingent of Sisters of Silence coming from Macragge. They will join Calgar on the battlefield," Guilliman said. "Don't worry about that. Do you have any other information about this orc warlord?"
"The arsonist has a huge battle moon in his hands. It was once destroyed by the Crimson Chapter and thrown into the warp by the explosion, but this guy escaped from the battlefield. I don't know how he found the huge battle moon again and repaired it." Sicarius looked solemn.
The battle moon is as big as a small celestial satellite.
When it first appeared, it easily crushed the entire imperial fleet with the gravity storm created by its huge size.
Its combat power is terrifying and it has no rivals in the void battlefield. It was once the nightmare of the Imperial Navy.
While speaking, Sicarius also turned on the holographic projection and played out the relevant data.
In the Gorod Galaxy, the headquarters of the Orc warlord Arsonist, a huge metal celestial body is suspended in the void. It is extremely large and moves in a circle around the Gorod Galaxy.
This is an alien creation.
Possesses the power to easily destroy a planet.
"If we are to deal with the arsonists, this battle moon must be destroyed, otherwise the Imperial fleet will suffer heavy casualties. I request that I be given a unit that I can lead to raid, destroy and paralyze this battle moon."
Sicarius requested.
"No need. The gift that Calgar brought will allow us to defeat this battle moon on the frontal battlefield." Guilliman shook his head and rejected Sicarius' suicidal proposal.
According to the data given to him by Cawl, the Punishment Colossus is fully capable of fighting against the War Moon.
More importantly, this is a great opportunity for actual combat, and Guilliman does not want to miss it.
It's time to test humanity's new weapons.
"But, sir, can you tell me what the gift in Calga's hand is?" Sicarius' tone was filled with confusion and puzzlement.
"Patience is the key to victory, you will see." Guilliman changed the subject, "You go out and continue to test those warriors. I need them to be ready at all times."
"Your Excellency." Sicarius wanted to ask more, but Guilliman shook his head, so he could only bow and leave.
Fikris stood guard outside, having recently served as Guilliman's captain of the guard and temporarily leading the Honor Guard.
Sicarius wanted to leave immediately, but after thinking for a moment, he walked up to Fikris.
"Brother." Sicarius stared at Fikris and said solemnly.
"Your tone surprises me, Sicarius. Do you want to find someone to practice swordplay with?" Fikris looked at Sicarius and frowned. "I need to protect the Primarch's safety. You know, I'm not afraid of you."
Sicarius is an extremely skilled swordsman and one of the strongest swordsmen in the empire.
Fikris never won.
“That’s not what I’m talking about,” Sicarius said.
Fikris secretly breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he didn't want to lose to Sicarius on the Primarch's flagship.
Even if we fight, we have to find a more private place. At least if we lose, not many people will know.
"So what do you want to say?" asked Fikris.
"I want to know, how much do you know about what Calga is doing now?" Sicarius asked, stroking the hilt of his sword.
"I know a little." Fikris said, "He is responsible for guarding Macragge and is now leading a new fleet to prepare to reunite with the Primarch."
"What is the gift that the Primarch mentioned Calga brought?" Sicarius asked.
"Gift?" Fikris was stunned.
When did this kind of bureaucratic style become popular in the Extreme Battle Group