Chapter 335: Grinding? No, It's a Spiral Ascension! (Part 1)

"Gather the fleet, but do not engage the Tyranid bio‑ships directly."

"Clear the entire Orbit, pull the Tyranids into ground combat!"

On Aolake's Bridge, Xisi spoke rapidly at the star map.

The port window above the Bridge slowly closed as the armor plates sealed it, once again covered by heavy steel.

The Bridge was filled with crew and adjutants scurrying about, relaying Xisi's orders one after another.

At the very center of the bustling crowd moving back and forth, after finishing those sentences, Xisi tapped a dozen‑plus planets on the star map.

"These peripheral star systems shall immediately commence full civilian evacuation."

"The evacuation will be carried out by a joint fleet of the Empire and Orcs."

"During the evacuation, the fleet's amphibious forces shall be entirely replaced by Orcs."

"And for those worlds that have completed evacuation, deploy Orc forces at full strength!"

As Xisi finished speaking, the Empire flags on those peripheral front‑line worlds he selected were immediately replaced with Xisi Orc flags.

Fanluosi, Vorgan and others, after understanding what Xisi intended, thought for a moment and raised a concern:

"Lord, if we rely solely on these Orc forces across such a broad front, might our manpower be insufficient?"

Fanluosi looked at the dozen‑plus star systems Xisi had selected in one go on the star map, his face showing some worry.

But Xisi did not object; he simply nodded in approval:

"Indeed, at present, relying only on Orcs leaves our forces rather stretched."

Fanluosi, Vorgan and the others were startled, about to ask further, when Xisi tapped a large area of the relatively stable rear‑line worlds.

"Therefore those rear worlds must now undergo full mobilization to support the front line."

This time even Vorgan could not hold back:

"Mobilize soldiers? With all due respect, lord, the ordinary soldiers of those worlds......"

Vorgan meant that if those worlds' ordinary soldiers could even slightly affect the Tyranids, Leonthus would have already mobilized fully.

But before Vorgan could finish, Xisi raised a hand and cut him off:

"Not to mobilize them as soldiers."

"But to mobilize them all to farm."

Farm?!

Vorgan and the others were stunned, then suddenly realized and looked at Xisi in bewilderment.

Xisi at that moment simply nodded, waved his hand, and marked those worlds as Xisi Orc worlds.

"Yes, farm!"

"All of them shall go labor to raise Orcs!"

"Completely abandon the front‑line fleet defenses and draw the Tyranids into ground combat."

"I don't know what the High Saint thinks, but will this actually help the war situation?"

In the void, a massive fleet formed by the Empire Fleet and Orc fleet escorted countless armed merchant ships and Orc transport ships, forcefully breaking through the bio‑ship sea.

Following the pre‑planned route, they advanced along the Orc front‑line worlds currently grinding the Tyranids.

Meanwhile, aboard an Imperial Navy battleship, Leonthus, who had finally left the Sanctuary Star underground citadel, held the latest gathered intelligence and helplessly pondered what Xisi was planning.

However, that helplessness did not last long; as more battle reports arrived from various worlds, Leonthus was once again drowned in massive command duties.

"Order the Orcs of Defense Line Three to mobilize all reserves and abandon the entire Northern Hemisphere; only hold the Antarctic Fortress zone."

Leonthus analyzed the reports and directly issued an order to his subordinates.

Seeing the immediate execution feedback from the other side, Leonthus finally let a barely suppressed smile curl at the corner of his mouth.

After all, Leonthus had been appointed by Xisi as the supreme commander of the entire front.

Previously the Orc army was ignored, but now with Xisi personally watching, Leonthus could finally mobilize them.

The current Sanctuary Star front line is a defensive operation entirely manned by Orcs, with Leonthus actually commanding.

And the seemingly limitless troops, combined with Leonthus's legendary command, truly held back the boundless Tyranid Worm Sea.

As Leonthus continuously remote‑commanded all battlefields, the fleet finally reached another front‑line world.

The surrounding bio‑ships had become so dense they were about to crowd the void itself.

The combined fleet's fierce artillery continuously rained down on the bio‑ships.

Because Vorgan personally commanded the fleet battle, with an Original Body stationed, the outer warships of the combined fleet could, at the very last second before destruction, be swapped by Vorgan's superb tactics into the safer fleet core.

The accompanying Mechanical Church repair ship then rushed in to conduct emergency repairs.

After all, this fleet was truly the Empire's last mobile force; even if it was just an old Sword‑class Escort Ship, Vorgan tried to preserve it as much as possible.

Such a one‑time command over tens of thousands of warships, while still achieving ultra‑fine control, reflects a remarkable command skill.

It is also one of the Empire's advantages when confronting the peak of Dead Spirits and the relatively few main Tyranids.

On Aolake's Bridge.

Xisi watched a destroyer churning in thick smoke flip onto its side, being towed by numerous transport airships to the Mechanical Church repair ship.

Then a dense swarm of Servo Skulls and flying servitor drones scattered from the repair ship's deck like a shower of celestial maidens.

Intense welding arcs continuously flashed around the destroyer.

At the same time, a large number of emergency armor plates were hastily affixed over the warship's breach.

Although the damage was severe, Xisi glanced at it and then helplessly looked at the crew who, after successive self‑detonations, were being spewed into the void, frozen to death.

Because while the emergency welding was underway, new crews were immediately drawn from the adjacent armed merchant ships in batches.

These crew members, formerly ordinary Star Realm Army soldiers, after assault training, as a ragtag new crew, could barely get the warship moving again.

Then, as another card in Vorgan's hand, they were ready to be sent to the front again at any time.

There was no choice; despite Vorgan's legendary command, the fleet battle on Xisi's side had already produced an exaggerated loss ratio.

But they cannot hold it back; no matter how much they kill, the Tyran bio‑ship fleet shows no sign of waning.

Fu Er Gan truly needs every ship to fulfill its proper role.

Watching Fu Er Gan, once again without pause, bring a just‑emergency‑repaired cruiser onto the front line, Xisi's gaze, still following the news from Li Angtusi, shifted its full attention to the ground.

At this moment, as the battleship finally cleared a portion of the bio‑ship fleet from the Orbit.

Dense swarms of Yunxuji began to fall from the armed merchant ships like a sea of light.

The densely noisy, rousing great Waaagh, together with these landing transport ships, began to echo intensely!

And Xisi, with a gaze full of anticipation, looked toward the ground and couldn't help whispering:

"Let me see, what have these Xisi beastmen on the ground grown into?"