"Sanguinius and the Tiger Eyes were locked in fierce combat on the surface. Fortunately, we had not arrived too late."
Sanguinius braced himself against the command platform before him, his wings folded behind his back. The holographic projections of the Lion and Chaghatai appeared above the platform.
"We needed to deal with those traitor warships first. That would not be difficult," Chaghatai said.
The reinforcements from the Solar System had only just arrived and had yet to disperse. Three entire Thundercloud-class planetary warships stood together; even against the rebels' main force, they had nothing to fear.
What was more, there was only the Emperor's Children battleship Phoenician Sword before them, along with a few insignificant stragglers.
To the expeditionary fleet, these enemies were scarcely enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.
"We needed intelligence. Prepare the boarding torpedoes and assault craft."
"Launch EMP torpedoes. Cripple it!"
The Lion had already absorbed every piece of data from the battlefield before him. His mind was more powerful than a Cogitator, and he had already constructed a complete model of the battlefield.
Everything lay within his grasp. One order after another was promptly passed down at the Lion's command.
The coordination of their own warships, the enemy's possible macro-cannon and torpedo counterattacks, and the positions of any additional enemies that might be lurking within the system.
For the Lion, grasping the full picture of a battlefield on this scale was no difficult task. It was merely an appetizer.
Under the control of the warship Cogitator, the engine chambers' output surged in an instant. The acceleration capability that Thundercloud-class planetary warships prided themselves on became even more pronounced within a star system.
The three behemoths were even faster than those smaller battleships. Just as the Phoenician Sword's augurs and scanning arrays began to