Chapter 982: Beware of the Daikong Star Alliance

Xiuluo Holy Star, "Tianqiong" Command Center.

The holographic star map rotated slowly in the center of the Command Center, displaying the planets that had already implemented Xiuluo Holy law and established contact with Xiuluo Holy.

Yingzhou stood before the star map with his hands behind his back, looking at the System Panel.

【Task: Completely occupy the Seventh Star Sector. (Completed)】

【Task Reward: Random Draw x5】

Yingzhou was in no hurry to use these five draw opportunities; instead, he cast his gaze toward the Sixth Star Sector, which was adjacent to the Seventh Star Sector on the star map.

Just then, an encrypted communication request from a distant star region, accompanied by a highest-priority identifier, began to flash beside the star map.

Yingzhou raised his hand and tapped to confirm.

On the star map, the area of the Sixth Star Sector suddenly zoomed in, revealing details.

Jaghatai's unique voice appeared.

"Father, August Star is in my hands. The Alien attempted to resist stubbornly, but their defensive lines were as fragile as paper before our speed. The Sixth Star Sector, from this moment on, belongs to your command!"

Yingzhou nodded and replied.

"Well done, Jaghatai. Consolidate the occupation, mop up the remaining enemies, restore order, and promulgate Xiuluo Holy law. Do not cause excessive slaughter; liberate Human planets, and as for other Alien planets, assess their value and their attitudes. The resources of the Sixth Star Sector will provide momentum for our subsequent liberation cause."

"Understood, Father! For the glory of Xiuluo Holy!"

After Jaghatai replied, the communication disconnected.

Silence returned to the Command Center.

Yingzhou turned to the other side of the star map, the Eighth Star Sector.

Three markers representing legion-level fleets had already penetrated the heart of the Eighth Star Sector.

Horus, Lion, and Mortarion.

Three Primarchs with vastly different styles were leading their legions to liberate the Eighth Star Sector.

Judging from the real-time battle reports, the fall of the core planets of the Eighth Star Sector was only a matter of time.

"Two-pronged, or even multi-pronged advances... Feng Qi Xing Alliance, can you feel it? This is not a border skirmish, but a torrent of destiny."

Yingzhou thought to himself.

He had to completely crush the defensive system of their Southern Theater and tear open a gap before the Feng Qi Xing Alliance could react.

Just then, the heavy alloy doors of the Command Center slid open silently.

Dorn walked up to Yingzhou.

"Father, did you summon me?"

Dorn's voice was like his character: direct, powerful, and without the slightest redundancy.

Yingzhou turned around and pointed to the Eighth Star Sector star map, which was still changing intensely.

"Horus, Lion, and Mortarion are progressing smoothly in the Eighth Star Sector, and the Sixth Star Sector has also been completely controlled by Jaghatai. The trend of the Feng Qi Xing Alliance's Southern Theater collapsing has already formed."

Dorn's gaze swept across the star map, quickly analyzing the battle situation, and he nodded.

"Victory belongs to Xiuluo Holy, and to you, Father. Where is our next target? Shall we continue to push inward and completely destroy the core resistance forces of the Feng Qi Xing Alliance, or turn to other directions?"

Yingzhou shook his head slightly, raised his hand to swipe across the star map, and zoomed out the perspective to display the territory currently controlled by the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance.

"The pace of liberation will not stop, Rogge. But as the scope of liberation grows wider, we need a stable rear and a solid foundation to support it."

Yingzhou pointed his finger toward the south of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance, a border region completely different from the current main theater direction, and the territory range previously delineated by the Daikong Star Alliance.

Dorn pondered, understanding his father's concerns.

"Daikong Star Alliance... They are not our main target, but they are by no means benevolent. We must take precautions."

"Yes," Yingzhou affirmed. "Our current offensive scale in the east and southeast (against the Feng Qi Xing Alliance) is unprecedented, having mobilized almost all of our logistical supplies. While this has brought glorious victories, it also means our other borders are relatively empty. The rulers of the Daikong Star Alliance are not fools; they are likely watching. If we show even the slightest sign of fatigue, or if our defenses develop a loophole, they would not mind biting off a piece of fat from our backs.

I need someone to ensure our southern border is as stable as the Eternal Mountain Range, making any potential lurkers look on in awe and not dare to cross the line by even a single step. Rogge, no one is better at this than you."

Dorn straightened his body, his chest rising and falling slightly.

"Your will is my mission, Father. The Imperial Fists were born to hold the line."

"Very good. You are to immediately lead the main force of the Imperial Fists Legion to the southern border. You have three tasks."

"First, deterrence. With the might of the legion, patrol the border and demonstrate our power and determination to the Daikong Star Alliance, letting them understand that the price of provocation is something they cannot afford."

"Second, fortification. I want you to thoroughly examine, evaluate, and strengthen all defensive systems on the southern border. Space stations, planetary fortresses, early warning networks, minefields, jump point blockades... every defensive node and measure you deem necessary, I want you to forge it into a true 'Steel' line of defense. Regarding resources, you have full authority to allocate them; I will have Guilliman prioritize your needs without affecting liberation supplies and the survival of the people."

"Third, intelligence. Closely monitor all movements of the Daikong Star Alliance."

Dorn listened intently, his brain already spinning rapidly, conceiving the blueprint for the construction of the defensive line.

Where should the fortress worlds be located? How should firepower platforms provide cross-coverage? How to ensure logistical supply lines remain unobstructed? Countless details took shape in his mind.

"I understand, Father. I will turn the southern border into a graveyard for invaders. The Imperial Fists will become your most reliable shield."

Yingzhou stepped forward and patted Dorn on the shoulder.

"I have no doubt about that. Go, my son. Go build your fortress, and go fulfill your Oath. Let the southern territory of the Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance be forever secured because of your presence."

"For you, for Xiuluo Holy!"

Dorn struck his right fist heavily against his left breastplate, emitting a clanging sound.

He said no more, turned, and walked out of the Command Center with steady strides.

Watching Dorn leave, Yingzhou was once again the only one left in the Command Center.

He cast his gaze back to the massive star map, his heart filled with many thoughts.

At present, the offensive was like a rainbow, and reports of victory were frequent.

But the fruits of victory required a stable defense to protect them.

Moreover, the Daikong Star Alliance was only one known potential threat; in the vast sea of stars, how many unknown dangers were still hidden?

Would the Feng Qi Xing Alliance be willing to accept defeat, and would the higher-level forces behind them intervene? Would the wars with the Canaan Star Alliance and the Ash Star Alliance affect the battle situation?

All of this required careful consideration.

Only then did Yingzhou shift his attention back to those five Random Draw chances.