Chapter 223: A Lonely Battle, the Redemption of the Northern Fleet

The Soul Redeemer and the Star Labyrinth have begun to return and will soon reach the edge of Lyak.

All members of the Krieg Fleet have also entered a state of war and are waiting for the response of the Northern Fleet in order to achieve the best strike effect.

The external forces for the annihilation war around the Chaos Fleet are ready. It can be said that everything is ready except for Joseph, who is fighting the Chaos Fleet.

But this is not a direct battlefield assistance after all, and external preparations cannot improve the danger faced by the Northern Fleet.

It is even blunt to say that the Northern Fleet is now in the last darkness before dawn.

Whether it can hold on to the support of the Grand Fleet is still uncertain.

After the first round of attacks, the Chaos Detachment Fleet was left with 6 heavy cruisers.

The fall of the Styx-class heavy cruiser Killer is certainly a heartache, but the fleet was not essentially hurt.

In a one-to-one comparison, Joseph's Northern Fleet did not actually take the initiative except for the firepower advantage of a Retribution-class battleship.

Especially the visible reinforcements of the main force of the Chaos Fleet made Joseph even more afraid to fight.

He could only give up the advantage of the battleship's steady and steady attack and continue to evacuate to the outer side of the galaxy.

The Manzeville point of the galaxy was gradually out of range, but the offensive of the Chaos Fleet did not stop.

Looking at the two Chaos Fleets in the distance merging into one, Joseph's face was as pale as water, and no expression could be seen.

The previous sneak attack had obviously completely triggered the enemy's anger.

The enemy would not give up unless his fleet was destroyed.

But isn't this his goal?

The roar of heavy artillery and light spears hitting the shield came faintly from outside the bridge. Perhaps the next second it would break through the protection of the shield and set off a bloody rain on the bridge.

But Joseph still firmly commanded the course of the fleet, maintaining the extreme range of engagement with the enemy on the periphery of Melmos 5, and was determined to contain the enemy here.

Boom!

Once again, the enemy fleet's light spears concentrated their fire, and the void shield was instantly overloaded, causing the entire bridge to vibrate violently.

The Grand Cruiser Hand of Justice was accelerating on the flank, trying to shield the flagship from the fire in order to buy time for the void shield to recover.

But this behavior was immediately stopped by Joseph.

"Order the Hand of Justice to stop its maneuvers that affect the position of the fleet formation! The course cannot be deviated!"

"Received!" The captain of the Wrath of Justice expressed his understanding on the other side of the real-time connected screen, and then put the order into action with great heartache.

The support of friendly forces is certainly out of goodwill, but once the fleet's formation is affected, the movement of the entire fleet will be deformed.

Then the enemy carrying Chaos Space Marines will definitely play to their strengths, nail the fleet firmly like a thorn in the side, and then destroy them in one boarding battle after another.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Maybe one, maybe three, or maybe more.

Countless shells were fired from the muzzles of enemy ships, and after passing through the empty universe, they exploded on the armored belt of Joseph's flagship, the Retribution-class battleship, which had lost its shield.

The huge shock threw the people around Joseph away, and the inside of the bridge was in a mess.

Although he himself did not fly out under the protection of the anti-gravity command seat, some flying debris still smashed the old man's head and made him bleed.

Which round of shelling is this? How many more rounds can his flagship last?

Joseph didn't know, and he didn't care.

His whole mind was now on the movement of the entire fleet on the full-system screen in front of him.

As long as the fleet's movement was not a problem, they could drag the other side firmly here.

It didn't matter if he, Joseph, died here, as long as the fleet's movement was successful, even if the battleship was sunk by heavy artillery in the next second.

He also believed that his colleagues in the fleet who understood his intentions would light up the Orpheus logo inherited from his will from other warships. (The emblem represents taking over command and confirming the position of the flagship.)

Boom!

The collision between the shells and the armor belt sounded again, and with another shock, someone was injured again on the staff seat under the command platform, and was immediately helped away by his colleagues and replaced by other crew members.

But Joseph didn't pay attention to these, and all his attention was not drawn to the direction of the astropaths' work.

In the right front of the fleet's work seat, in the second seat of the astropath, a girl was raising her hands high to indicate that there was important intelligence to report.

"Connect to the rostrum communication!"

Seeing that no one around her could leave, Joseph, who was delivering the information for her, immediately said to the adjutant.

The adjutant raised his head and glanced at the girl's position, and then connected the corresponding channel to Joseph.

This is a shared channel for senior officers of the entire fleet, and Joseph was forced to make a compromise in a hurry.

He was making a gamble, betting that the girl would not bring worse news.

With the blessing of the Emperor, he won this time.

The girl's childish voice was heard in real time on the communication platform of the entire fleet, and all the fleet commanders who heard it were excited:

"Channel confidentiality level Alpha+, from the temporary authorized channel of the Inquisition, the content is as follows.

In the name of Lord Calvin, the high-ranking Inquisitor of the Imperial Inquisition, our Krieg Fleet has been ordered to come to support!

All eight main battleships of our fleet have arrived near the Melmos Channel and can join the battle at any time!

Please provide tactical guidance immediately!

Please give tactical guidance immediately! "

Boom!

This time the sound no longer came from the enemy's attack, but from the cheers of the entire fleet.

The soldiers of the Empire never fear death and sacrifice!

But the timely arrival of friendly forces still made it difficult for those who had no hope for rear support to control their emotions!

The Empire did not give up on them!

The Empire did not give up on Orpheus!

The Emperor is watching their loyalty!

All their sacrifices are meaningful!

The crowd cheered and rejoiced under the baptism of enemy fire, as if these friendly forces coming from afar brought not only timely rescue and help, but also recognition of their courage and determination!

"Confirm the channel level and confirm the identity of the other party."

Joseph licked his cracked lips and made the final confirmation hoarsely with his broken vocal cords.

The adjutant received the order and began to compare the signals of the Krieg fleet in the database.

"Confirmed! It belongs to the Imperial battle sequence, but not the navy, it is... the Astartes? "

The adjutant looked in the direction of Vice Admiral Joseph in disbelief.

If all the people coming were composed of the Astartes' strike cruisers, then the situation of this pursuit and blocking battle would be completely reversed...

"Don't worry about it! Transmit the enemy and friendly coordinates and the real-time situation map! The rest they decide for themselves!"

Joseph signaled the adjutant not to worry about it.

At this critical juncture, as long as someone comes, he doesn't care who it is?

When this order was executed, the staff seat and the astropath began to work together to transmit valuable battlefield information to the subspace, and he reacted belatedly:

"What the hell did you just say? "

The adjutant had just completed the lieutenant general's order. He looked up at the old man's surprised eyes and said helplessly:

"Their eight warships are all channels of the Astartes regiment..."

He had just reminded Joseph of this extremely abnormal information, because it might mean that more than a complete regiment of Astartes might have been, had been, or perhaps had been commanded by a mortal like him for a moment.

And his own chief officer was also bloodthirsty at the time, and was completely unaware of the adjutant's implicit expression...

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In addition, the editor said that there will be recommended positions tomorrow, so there will be more updates. The number is uncertain, but I will do my best.