He Still Hadn't Hit Them Hard Enough
The fleet is preparing to dock at the outer edge of the Solar System.
The fleet slowly approached the starport at the edge of the Solar System.
The communications officers sent the fleet number and beacon to the starport.
The verification was successful. The blue and white flashing lights of the guidance beacon flickered outside the bridge Porthole, like the indicator lights at a highway exit, guiding the fleet to anchor.
The specific arrangements for the fleet's anchorage are handled by a dedicated team.
Just as Lin En was about to stretch, a semi-transparent panel popped up in front of him with a "snap".
System pop-up: [The system has detected that the host is at a critical juncture on the eve of a major battle. Would you like to view the current battlefield situation map?]
"Look, why not look?" Lin En found a chair and sat down, sitting upright. "Let me see what kind of nonsense these monsters are spouting."
The system panel unfolded with a whoosh.
The outer star map of the Solar System covers the entire field of vision, densely packed with red dots. These red dots connect to form patches, and the patches connect to form surfaces, with the red coverage area roughly equal to the entire Solar System.
Lin En's lips twitched.
The system begins announcing the menu items:
[Current Distribution of Hostile Forces--]
[Chaos Side: Abaddon's Chaos Space Marines Main Force (approximately 300 capital ships), Tzeentch Daemon Army (number unknown, but many), Khorne Daemon Army (number unknown, but many), Nurgle Daemon Army (number unknown, but many), Slaanesh Daemon Army (number unknown, but many), and the Dark Mechanicum Legion (approximately 40 forging worlds combined)]
Lin En raised a hand to interrupt, "Wait, forty forging worlds? Didn't these Dark Tech-Priests always fight amongst themselves when they met?"
[They can briefly unite to fight Mars... Please do not interrupt the system. Also, there's the Aeldari Ulthwé Alliance, the Craftworld Aeldari main fleet (approximately 250 ships), the Necrons (a coalition of three dynasties), the T'au expansion fleet (approximately 450 ships), Orks WAAAGH! fleet (number unknown, a sea of green)]
The stars on the star map are surrounded from the sides and rear, forming a huge four-sided encirclement.
Lin En: "... I didn't hit them hard enough."
The system said sadly: [Total troop strength assessment: Our current available forces are approximately equal to the enemy's total forces... Never mind, don't bother calculating, it's too humiliating.]
Lin En took a deep breath. "... Brother Tong, keep your mouth shut."
system:[.]
Lin En counted the cards they had.
Dante's side had 4,500 men, plus 1,500 men from his three Chapter, totaling 6,000.
Brother Dun led several Chaos Legions and three hundred capital ships, followed by a demon army, the Dark Mechanicum, Aeldari, Necrons, T'au, Greenskins...
The quantities were all filled in as either "unknown" or "a lot".
I'm not very good at math, so I can't calculate how many fewer people there are.
Forget it, let's fight it out first.
Six thousand men against three hundred ships and five armies—this battle isn't insurmountable... right?
Lin En stood up from her chair and stretched her neck.
I heard that Brother Dun was a military genius back in the day.
It's okay, let's just try it. At worst, we can just hang it up for Thirty Days and then back out.
No, it's all due to his own abilities. How can you call that cheating? Can you even call that cheating?
Teach them how to be good people.
At this moment, the communications officer reported, "Sir, the Solar Fleet's support formation has arrived and requests docking."
Lin En looked out the window.
We've arrived at the Borderlands of the Solar System's starport.
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At the edge of the Solar System, the commander of the Solar Fleet met them up with the Blood Angels fleet.
Following the Solar Fleet's convoy, the two fleets docked at the Solar System's Borderlands starport.
This is Lin En's second time visiting the Borderlands the Solar System.
The last time he was summoned was when the Yellow Pelt summoned him, and it was also a ship from the Solar Fleet that came to pick him up.
The guiding beacon led the two fleets into the Solar System's Borderlands.
Lin En stood at the front window of the bridge, hands in his pockets, tilting his head to look outside.
A familiar scene.
The Solar Fleet's warships were already anchored in the starport, roughly a hundred or so.
The Night Goddess and Dante's flagship docked at their respective berths.
The connecting arm snapped shut with a "bang," the airtight ring rotated twice, and the green light came on.
They will remain here temporarily and be subject to Terra's unified command.
Lin En disembarked with Phoros, Gabriel, and Sentoyor.
The Solar Fleet has come to pick them up, so they have to come down and meet their hosts.
Dante was already waiting at the dock, his armor gleaming, standing ramrod straight.
Lin En went over to take a look and chuckled, "How grand, Lord Dante!"
Dante not only wore a full set of Power Armor, but also a full set of ceremonial red cloaks.
Dante was a little embarrassed. "We should be more formal here in Terra."
"Looks very reliable." Lin En gave him a thumbs up.
Dante then appeared to relax a bit.
Then Lin En and Dante went to meet the commander of the Solar Fleet.
The docking hatch opened, and Aurelian personally greeted them.
Aurelian was wearing the golden uniform of the Solar Fleet, adorned with a row of medals.
With a serious face and sharp eyes, it was clear at a glance that he was not one of those useless, incompetent people sent in by nobles just to make up the numbers.
The admiral of the Solar Fleet is equivalent to the commander of the capital region on Earth.
Aurelian stood at attention and saluted. "Lord Lin En, Chapter Master Dante, thank you both for your assistance."
"General Aurelian," Lin En extended his hand to shake the other's, "Thank you for your trouble in sending a ship all this way to greet us. We're almost embarrassed by this show of force."
Aurelian grasped Lin En's hands and shook them briefly before releasing them. "Lord Lin En, you flatter me. It's our duty as the Solar Fleet to receive all the lords rushing to our aid, ensure supplies, and guide them to their berths."
His gaze was upright and neither arrogant nor humble.
Lin En inwardly praised him.
This person is reliable, has a stable personality, is organized, and meticulous in his work; you can tell from the fleet's guide lights and berth arrangements.
I wonder if the Lord Regent gave them special treatment; having a reliable teammate during battles would reduce a lot of problems.
Dante stepped forward and shook hands with Aurelian: "General Aurelian, thank you for the Solar Fleet's assistance. We brought over thirty warships; we arrived rather hastily, and some require resupply and repairs."
"Berths and maintenance slipways have been reserved for everyone."
Aurelian took a Dataslate from his adjutant and handed it to Dante: "This is the starport's supply allocation list. Priority will be given to supplying the Chapter's ships. Please review it, Chapter Master Dante."
Dante took the Dataslate and began to look at it.
Lin En peeked over from the side and saw that the form was densely packed, with fuel, ammunition, spare parts, and medical supplies listed clearly one by one.
Terra has no shortage of money, and wartime support will be top-notch; soldiers only need to fight to the death.
Aurelian then turned to Lin En: "Lord Lin En, the Starport has received the Lord Regent's unified command order. After all the reinforcement fleets arrive, they will first complete their organization and resupply here, and then be assigned to the outer defense line of the Solar System according to their defense zones."
Lin En nodded. "Understood."
The Chapter that come to provide support at this time cannot run around recklessly, otherwise what if another Terra Grand Birthday celebration occurs?