One month later...
With a hiss, the Cryo Pod opened. Viscount Ironwall awoke from his slumber and slowly opened his eyes.
"Have we reached the Solar System?"
"My lord, we still have about three days to go. Our three Burrowing Worms have already gone ahead to the L869 Intermittent Wormhole to prepare for transit," the adjutant replied.
"Good. How is the General Staff's battle plan coming along?" Viscount Ironwall asked casually as his attendants helped him into his uniform.
"According to our intelligence, actual development of this Solar System only began a few short years ago. It has very few warships and only managed to hold off the Twin Stars offensive by taking advantage of the narrow confines of a D-Class wormhole.
"Even assuming the enemy's combat strength is at the highest estimated level, deploying three hundred warships should give us an overwhelming advantage."
"The General Staff's plan is therefore to divide the fleet into two forces after entering the Solar System. Three hundred regular warships will conquer the Solar System, securing our rear before rejoining the main force once their mission is complete.
"The other twenty-seven hundred ships of the main fleet will seize the Solar System Wormhole and proceed directly to the Proxima Centauri System. Before Twin Stars can react, we will destroy their outer defenses in one stroke, then drive straight into their territory.
"If all goes well, we can reach their Central Star System within six months and force them to surrender!"
"Good!" Viscount Ironwall nodded, evidently having no objections to the plan.
With two thousand elite ships and a thousand Black Flag ships, there was indeed no need for overly complicated tactical maneuvers.
One simple approach: steamroll them!
"What about that rat skulking in the shadows?" Viscount Ironwall asked.
The adjutant immediately understood whom he