The old Knight Commander knew how outlandish his words had sounded, but they were what he truly believed. He was a powerful psyker and an experienced knight commander, but he wasn't good with words. Faced with his colleagues' puzzled looks, he could only say helplessly, "I really don't know what they're going to do. But they ought to do this."
The imposing battleship was charging ahead like a battering ram, which inevitably reminded everyone of the "Hell's Maw" campaign more than two years ago.
That ancient fortress from the Enlighteners' era had cost the allied forces of the galactic nations hundreds of thousands of lives, yet it had stood firm. If the allied commanders back then hadn't kept their heads and thrown their soldiers into a mindless frontal assault, that number would have been at least ten times higher. But even that ancient fortress, a hellish abyss that swallowed countless brave souls and lives, had eventually crumbled beneath the battering-ram tactics of the "battlefield magician," the "puppeteer of hell."
Could this dragon be imitating that magician and ramming our Chenxiao Fortress like Hell's Maw?
At the thought, quite a few senior officers present swallowed hard. They had taken part in that campaign and seen with their own eyes how a battering ram made from the remains of a space leviathan had torn through the armor encasing a planet's crust.
Chenxiao Fortress was the most impregnable bastion in the Galactic Empire, but was it really sturdier than an ancient Enlightener city?
...Uh, that was hard to say. The Imperials had plenty of faith in this fortress, which had stood for a thousand years and undergone several centuries of expansions and additions.
Besides, an Enlightener battleship wasn't some shell left behind by a space beast! Enlightener relics this precious were treasures of