Imperial Reinforcements
The Galactic Empire's reinforcements finally arrived. Forty Imperial-class Star Destroyers appeared in space in a perfectly orderly square formation, accompanied by flashes of white light.
These warships did not pause for even a moment before immediately launching an attack on the chaotic battlefield!
On the bridge of the flagship, the Imperial-class Star Destroyer Steadfast, Galactic Empire Admiral Afshin Makati wore a cold expression as he turned to his staff officer. "The facts have proven that those Dark Prophets are utterly useless. Other than making things worse, they serve no purpose whatsoever."
The staff officer nodded. "You are right, General. This is indeed a very dangerous sign. Those mysterious Dark Orders and Force users are beginning to step into the spotlight, trying to seize the power in our hands..."
"So they finally made a colossal mess of things." Afshin Makati sneered. "After that idiot Orson Krennic schemed to have Governor Tarkin transferred away, that bookworm who understands nothing could only blindly follow the commands of those Dark Prophets. The outcome speaks for itself. In the end, it is still real soldiers like us who have to clean up their mess."
"Setting things right and saving the Death Star from rebellion and betrayal, General Makati—this will be a tremendous achievement!" the staff officer said. "I believe that after this, His Majesty the Emperor will surely see your abilities more clearly."
"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Admiral Makati laughed smugly. He waved a hand and said, "Enough. Those empty honors are of no importance. Our duty is to serve the Empire in the end. Pass on my orders: divide into two groups and conduct Orbital Bombardment on the surface of Tarassia! At the same time, eliminate every enemy around the Death Star! Launch the fighter squadrons! Do not give them any