Saving Private Norn

Li Qinwu's shuttle stopped outside the Titan Temple's steel walls. By then, Inquisitor Thraxol had also dispatched his shuttles to bring down Li Qinwu's private troops.

For infantry, Li Qinwu brought only the first five companies of his private army. Every soldier wore power armor, with one plasma rifle for every three men. The others used logging guns as rifles or carried precious bolt carbines.

Only a handful carried heavy-barrel lasguns to clear out lesser enemies.

Given the industrial capabilities of this planet's Greenskin Orks, practically every Ork wore power armor. Conventional weapons could no longer penetrate their defenses.

Only troops equipped with large-caliber and specialist weapons posed a threat to them, so infantry quality mattered more than quantity.

The rest consisted of his own twelve Leman Russ tanks and twenty-four Chimera Transports, another eighteen tanks from the company Major Noah had provided, and finally, four Knight Mechs.

This was a strategic-level heavy combat force, and Li Qinwu had assembled it with just a few words.

As the troops gradually gathered outside the Titan Temple, Li Qinwu flew his shuttle straight inside to pilot his Squire Mech.

At the fitting workshop housing the Squire Mechs, the Traffic Light Trio had already boarded their machines and stood ready.

Busi had also opened the golden Squire Mech's cockpit hatch in advance, waiting for Li Qinwu to board.

Li Qinwu disembarked from his shuttle, climbed into the Squire Mech with a Servitor's assistance, and completed the mental link as quickly as possible.

The golden Squire Mech strode out of the workshop and joined the Traffic Light Trio.

Just as Li Qinwu was about to order them to move out, Busi suddenly ran in front of him, blocking his path.

"Please wait, my lord. The Iron Skull Archmagos wishes to speak with you."

He