Chapter 204: Must the Space Wolves Beg from a Superior Hunter?

On the Vostonia Sword, the first Capital Ship manufactured by the Wosituoniya Chuanchang, Per Koscielny stood on the Bridge.

Per achieved first place in all training, including the many subjects involving Void Ship.

After passing the Void Ship training that every Order Shadow Candidate must complete, he was determined to possess the traits of a Void Ship Commander.

Subsequently, Per and other Candidates began receiving additional training in Void Ship command.

Void Ballistics, Fleet Tactics, Formation Command, Simulated Naval Warfare...

As the top student in every subject, Per logically became the only Capital Ship captain among the new recruits.

Recruits with an overall evaluation reaching the excellent standard became captains of Frigate or members of the Capital Ship command staff; those who were merely qualified could only become captains of Destroyer or join a Frigate.

Per stood with his feet apart, steadying his body to cope with the sudden tilting of the Bridge deck.

The power of the Vostonia Sword was diverted to the Void Shield and weapon systems; when a Capital Ship makes an emergency turn, it must rely partially on its own gravity.

"Left, eleven degrees," Per said with a passionate tone, ordering, "Take it out."

All screens flickered with runes, friend-or-foe identification signals filled the vast void, and the molten, withered bones of destroyed starships radiated dazzling firelight.

A Cobra-class Destroyer, it was the smallest independent warship of the Astartes Legion.

With damaged engines, it burst with blue-white flames, streaking past the magnificent hull like a lit firecracker.

"Accelerate."

Per's voice was low, his black eyes shining, his superhuman brain simultaneously planning assault routes and evasion methods.

The recoil from the Lance firing made the deck tremble, and the front scan image on the video screen was drowned out by a pale yellow, scorching light.

The fleeing Orc warship had a hull even larger than the Vostonia Sword.

Colorful Ether light whipped against the Orc warship's shields, and the crackling energy shields were extinguished instantly.

"Orc Fighter-Bomber approaching the starboard side."

A Bridge officer said urgently in a loud voice.

"Port side number five Void Shield failed."

Another officer said.

"Lance charging at ninety-five percent."

Various information flashed rapidly through Per's mind, merging into the tactical data torrent.

The Vostonia Sword swung through the void according to his instructions; the prey could not escape.

The Artillery Supervisor roared excitedly: "Enemy ship locked."

"Attack!"

The Artillery Supervisor slammed the control lever, and two dazzling flashes pierced through the majestic, roaring power engines.

The unstable engine power Balance was broken, and the entire warship began to disintegrate.

The Orc warship was in total rout; while the Sixth and Eleventh Legion were in full pursuit of the defeated army, the flagship of the "Space Wolves" sailed toward the Battle Moon.

On the Bridge deck, Enoch Lashwin looked through the viewing window at the neatly arrayed black warships.

The five Capital Ships of the "Order Shadow" were scattered at key nodes in high orbit, with Frigate and Destroyer forming formations around them, and escort ships circling the warships.

The Eleventh Legion controlled the area around the Battle Moon, and no ship could bypass the line.

The Wolf Lord hammered the panel in anger, roaring loudly.

"What do they mean by this?"

Anger flickered in Leman Russ's golden eyes as he said coldly.

"Maintain course, do not exceed current speed."

"Send a message, tell Ninglu's whelps to move aside, I am going to the Evil Moon."

"Tell them, the Evil Moon has cost the Space Wolves blood."

Strictly encrypted communication files were passed back and forth in a short time.

The Order Shadow warned the Space Wolves fleet not to approach, but the Space Wolves pressed forward with a hunting gait.

On the surface of the Battle Moon, after capturing the third Portal, Ninglu received the report urgently forwarded by the Sound Array Master.

Ninglu pondered for a moment, recalling what Leman Russ would say to Magnus in the future when he carried out his campaign of destruction in the Fangzhou Bianji Xing Tuan.

"Tell him, the Order Shadow has discovered the Battle Moon, and it should be disposed of by me."

"Ask him, must the Space Wolves beg from a superior Hunter?"

A moment later, the flagship of the Space Wolves entered the range of both sides' Lance.

On the Bridge, the Sound Array Master tremblingly conveyed Ninglu's message under the Wolf King's fierce gaze.

Lashwin swung his fist in anger, knocking the video screen away.

The spinning screen smashed into the servitor at the console.

The immense force knocked the servitor over.

The split in its abdomen crackled with flashing electric sparks.

The Bridge fell into an eerie silence; no one spoke, only the beeping of instruments could be heard.

Everyone looked at the Wolf King, waiting for his decision.

"According to the laws of Fenris, the prey should belong to the Hunter."

"The wolf pack will not snatch his spoils."

Leman Russ's decision made the Legions breathe a sigh of relief.

The Wolf King walked to the Wolf Lord's side and patted his shoulder with a large hand.

"Lashwin, vent your anger on the Orcs, win the duel with his whelps."

The Wolf Lord raised his right arm fiercely, pounding his power armor with force, emitting a loud 'bang'.

"Father, I will definitely win."

After encouraging his descendants, Leman Russ withdrew his large hand and looked out the observation window.

His other hand, hanging at his side, clenched into a fist.

【I must sever the head of the Ork Warlord, win the victory of the hunt, and strike down Ninglu's damned arrogance.】

The flagship of the Sixth Legion was the first to launch an attack on the planet controlled by the Ork, targeting the nearest planet, Planet Five.

Having just arrived in high orbit, the Wolf Lord issued an order to bombard the Ork's orbital defense facilities.

As expected, Ninglu received news that Leman Russ had halted, and a short time later, he received a report that the Space Wolves had launched an attack on the Ork planet.

The Primarch, who had just secured the fourth Portal, asked his attendant.

"How is the progress of the Second and Seventh Legion?"

Arsena Dunn checked the Data Slate and then replied.

"My lord, fifteen minutes ago by standard time, Lord James reported that the Second Legion has secured six Portals, and the Techmarines have already deactivated three of them."

"Seventeen minutes ago by standard time, Lord Sanchez reported that the Seventh Legion has secured nine Portals, and the Techmarines have deactivated four of them."

After a moment of thought, Ninglu issued a series of orders.

"Order the Fifth and Eleventh Legion to each detach two-thirds of their forces to land on the Battle Moon, capture the remaining Portals, and relieve the Seventh Legion."

"The Seventh Legion is to return to their ships and launch an attack on the Ork planet."

Ninglu would not underestimate the former master of the Sixth Legion; he could also surmise that Enoch Lashwin should now be going all out, venting his fury upon the Orcs.

"Order the Choir Master to send a message to the Third and Ninth Battle Company, requisitioning half of their forces to come to the Wheel of Fire."

The appearance of the Battle Moon forced the Primarch to adjust his plans and the deployment of the Legion.

Before handing over the Battle Moon to the buyer, defensive forces must be deployed here.

Ninglu had originally intended, after the Reaper lord won the victory and completed the Divination of Catachan, to dispatch other Chapters here to take over and accumulate experience fighting the Orks in battle.

Now, the plan must be adjusted to dispatch other Chapters here ahead of schedule.

Ninglu then operated the Data Slate, recording the general information he knew about the Battle Moon, the "Subspace" navigation technology, the energy weapon Gravity Whip, and the defensive field Savage Shield.

Afterward, he sent the information to the Primarch Attendant.

"Compile the data from the Techmarines, and together with what I have sent you, send it via transport ship to Necromunda and deliver it to the Master of the Forge."

"Have Luoxiji find factions within the Adeptus Mechanicus interested in the Battle Moon."

"As you command, my lord."

After receiving the order from the Gene-Father, Sanchez did not dare to delay; he had long heard of Lashwin's name and knew he was a formidable opponent.

He had to defend the honor of the Legion and defeat the Wolf Lord.

(End of chapter)