Horus narrowed his eyes slightly as he read the letter from Guilliman.
Guilliman had reported their losses.
Although the Plague Fleet had inflicted little actual damage, large numbers of personnel had contracted Nurgle's plague after the battle, forcing them to execute many crew members.
The Imperial Fleet had now established a foothold in the Eidolon Sector, but could only wait for further reinforcements before making its next move.
As for the Thunderhawk...
The World Eaters' assault had caused severe losses. Many ships had sustained heavy damage, and casualties among their crews were also high.
Worse still, after the World Eaters Legion's invasion, large numbers of inexperienced crew members had suffered Warp corruption, forcing them to execute yet another batch.
"We also need to halt our offensive for now, but I suggest we still send troops to capture the systems around Eidolon and trap the Black Legion there."
Horus's suggestion met with approval from all the commanders. Even Perturabo had no objections.
He glanced over at Bona, who was reclining in a chair with his eyes closed. Seeing that he had no objections either, Horus continued assigning tasks.
"The operation will primarily involve the Necrons' mechanical forces. First, we need to attack..."
"Wait."
Bona suddenly interrupted Horus and sat up.
"This mission is indeed suited to the Necrons' living metal troops, but I want the Redemption Legion to lead the charge."
Nearby, Amarkun and the other Necron Overlords were bewildered. Their computational cores could not comprehend Bona's behavior.
If they handled it, the cost might amount to no more than a few legions of Immortals.
But if the Redemption Legion handled it, not only would it take far longer, it might also lead to much more serious consequences.
Horus raised no objections whatsoever, accepting this clearly irrational suggestion without hesitation.
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