In short, although the fierce marauders paid little heed to the little princess on the other side, under the command of two seasoned warlord generals, they still mobilized with remarkable efficiency.
In only half a day, all 524 warships of various sizes, including ten Dreadnought-class vessels, had been organized into formation and lined up, ready to jump out of the Lion's Den system.
The Bearded Fiends' loaf-shaped battleships and the trolls' rectangular stone warships had been mixed together. The sight had a ridiculous, surreal quality, yet the formation looked perfectly natural. These warships were each uglier than the last, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the ugly vessels had already been arranged into a cohesive, well-organized force.
In that regard alone, at least in the art of war, the marauders were far more "civilized" than most of the nations in the Silver Core.
Of course, this massive main fleet of marauders could have stayed at Lion's Den Fortress and waited for the Imperial fleet to arrive, only to be slaughtered by the fortress cannons. After all, in terms of firepower, only fortress cannons could go toe-to-toe with a Titan. However, after carefully studying the star chart and the enemy fleet's direction of travel, General Grayfallow still rejected this more conservative plan.
"They have no reason to come here to Lion's Den and fight us," the Bearded Fiend general said. "They only need to go here..." (He pointed to a system beside Lion's Den.) "The Yasti system. Then they can block most of our hunting routes. They could seize the initiative and defend on the move, then wait for reinforcements from the Empire's homeworld. Wouldn't that mean we'd be handing them control of the battlefield?"
The troll general, Lange, thought that made sense and resolutely declared, "Rather than