Decisive Battle for Coruscant (VIII)
Meanwhile, aboard the bridge of the Archangel Titan warship.
"We should continue the all-out assault! Wipe out the entire Galactic Empire fleet! Then bomb Coruscant as soon as possible and launch the landing operation!" General Grievous roared in his mechanical voice.
"That would not be ideal... heh heh heh heh." General Trench slowly stroked the mandibles by his mouth. "The Imperial fleet... is clustered together and enormous in number, heh heh heh heh... A forced assault could result in heavy losses, and we might still be unable to break Coruscant's Planetary Shield. Heh heh heh heh..."
General Grievous's terrifying vertical pupils narrowed slightly as he snapped, "An endless stream of supplies is being sent to Coruscant right now. Every minute, that planet grows stronger! If we keep playing conservatively, the Imperial fleet will only grow larger, and Coruscant's defenses will only become stronger! What, then, do you intend to rely on to achieve victory?!"
Matt Hona rubbed his temples. He knew that both General Trench and General Grievous were right. The problem was that a direct assault could not take the planet, while holding steady would only allow the gap between them to widen.
If he had a choice, he would never have wanted to assault Coruscant under these circumstances. This was the Kingdom of Dawn's accumulated strength from barely over twenty years directly clashing with the Galactic Empire's foundation built over twenty thousand years! No matter how he looked at it, there was no chance of victory—or rather, no way to win with minimal losses.
But defying the order was impossible. Tang Xiao's attitude that day had made everything clear—he wanted Coruscant, and he wanted it now!
Since Tang Xiao had made his decision, then even if rivers of blood flowed and corpses covered