Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

In an instant, the explosion of the star fortress was like a brilliant supernova, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated the dark universe.

The mechanical priests were determined to force the star fortress's engine to overload, which eventually caused this earth-shattering explosion.

The energy torrent that flashed with blazing light was like a bolt of lightning that cut through the sky, directly projecting onto the vast land of the planet Macragge.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, an extremely powerful and dense energy wave, centered at the explosion point, rapidly spread in all directions like a surging tsunami.

At this point, the entire orbital region had been completely engulfed in the raging flames produced by the explosion of the star fortress.

At this critical moment, the huge and horrifying swarm of insects just crossed the defense line in orbit, but before they could celebrate their breakthrough, they were ruthlessly swallowed up by the overwhelming explosion and flames.

The violent explosion of the star fortress was like the fuse of a chain reaction, causing huge shock and impact on all the surrounding warship wreckage.

In that thrilling moment, these originally silent wreckages seemed to be given new life and were detonated one after another. The explosions one after another intertwined into a symphony of destruction.

A series of explosions of astonishing scale continued to take place in Macragge's orbit. The high temperature flames of tens of thousands of degrees gathered together to form an indestructible invisible barrier.

This iron wall made of blazing flames blocked the Zerg swarms that attempted to invade Macragge, preventing them from taking even a single step beyond the line.

Crade used the last line of defense of the star fortress to resist the dense swarm of insects. Of course, the price would be the annihilation of the 100 million soldiers stationed in the star fortress.

But for the empire, such a small sacrifice is nothing. What the empire needs is victory, continuous victory, until the extinction of that race.

"Ms. Euton, I regret to report to you that I think the fleet we deployed in orbit has been... completely wiped out." The commander-in-chief of the 15th Clone Assault Regiment had a solemn expression on his face, and he stood respectfully beside Euton.

At this moment, every soldier, every officer and every Space Marine on the ground witnessed this shocking scene with their own eyes.

They stared blankly at the sky, panic, fear, and anger filled everyone's heart.

What does the loss of track mean to them?

That undoubtedly means that their vital air superiority has been ruthlessly deprived by the enemy, and the enemy's huge army will come like a tide, one after another.

"Ms. Yuton, what should we do now? Facing such a powerful enemy, do we still have a chance of winning?" The commander-in-chief couldn't help but ask again, revealing deep worry in his words.

However, Yutun had no intention of retreating. She clenched her teeth tightly and stared ahead with a resolute expression.

All I saw were warships that looked like huge fireballs rapidly falling from the atmosphere, and the burning flames illuminated the entire sky red.

Then, Euden turned his head sharply, and with a determined look he swept over the Astra Militarum generals standing beside him, and shouted, "Keep fighting! For Ultramar, for our homeland, even if we fight to the last man, we must not let the enemy succeed easily!"

"Soldiers! Did you hear that? Our mission is extremely important at this moment! For the great Emperor! For the shining world of Ultramar 500!" The generals shouted excitedly, and their voices exploded in the crowd like thunder.

"For our beloved Primarch! For the brave and fearless Lord Guilliman!" The responses came one after another, stirring people's hearts.

These generals looked solemn and walked out of Yuton's mansion with firm steps.

They shoulder the important task of conveying General Yuton's orders quickly and accurately to every soldier and people in every corner.

Macragge is at a critical moment of life and death, and the planet is facing unprecedented crises and challenges.

No matter whether they are white-haired old men, young and innocent children, or experienced soldiers, every life living here has a common responsibility, which is to protect this land even at the cost of their last drop of blood.

However, the reality is cruel. At this moment, all the Astra Militarum soldiers have only a battery and a rifle as combat equipment.

These limited resources may seem insufficient, but they are enough on this battlefield.

In this battlefield, if you can persist in finishing this battery, you will be awarded first-class merit; if you can survive three hours in this fierce battle, you will be called a veteran of a hundred battles.

Although the Military Affairs Department has made precise calculations and concluded that the theoretical survival time for each person is about six hours, in reality, the goal in every soldier's mind is only to survive beyond six minutes.

More and more organized Astartes companies and Battle Sisters were being eliminated, but more Astartes and Battle Sisters were joining the battle.

Macragge has become the center of the entire Ultramar battlefield. Part of the Zerg swarm is being restrained by the Nurgle army, while the other part of the Zerg fleet is heading straight for Macragge.

The Zerg has not started using orbital bombardment because the falling warships are more dense than the bombardment.

The landing of the Knights and Titan caused the mass of the planet to increase rapidly.

One after another, the Titans appeared on the land, and most of the Titan Legion was stationed in Macragge.

The remaining Mechanicus sages are preparing to use some illegal technologies. Although they will be judged if they use these technologies, they probably won't live long enough to see the day of approval if they don't use them.

"For the Emperor! Soldiers! The Zerg are wreaking havoc in the skies! But I want them to know! The skies of Macragge belong to us!"

The anti-aircraft artillery positions were roaring, countless shells were flying straight into the sky every minute and every second, and countless swooping insect swarms were instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.

"For Guilliman!"

Two companies of Space Marines from the Ultramarines Legion, led by Negus, are stationed in the planet's Antarctic fortress, which has become the main attack point for the Zerg.

According to Nicholas' strategic conception, the essence of this battle is to drag it out until the moment of victory, until the moment of support.

Macragge's defense facilities were not yet perfect, and the Empire was invaded by the Zerg just after it built a simple defense line. This was one of the important reasons why the Empire was forced to retreat so much in the Battle of Ultramar.