Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"All battleships are preparing to enter Mandeville Point, start the subspace engines, and all chaplains are entering designated positions and preparing to start praying,"

"The Geller stand is ready!"

"The void shield has been activated!"

"The navigator has planned the route!"

Several moon-class cruisers were neatly arranged in a "one" formation, ready to enter the subspace.

"Start entering!"

As the subspace engine was turned on, a purple halo appeared in the real universe, and the Moon-class cruiser was preparing to pass through it quickly.

"I'll see you in ten hours, Emperor"

The captain of the leading moon-class cruiser stood on the bridge and took the lead in ordering the battleship to enter the subspace.

Several warships followed and sailed into the subspace.

"The Emperor asks you to protect your humble servant"

With the captain's silent words, the entire fleet completely entered the subspace and then disappeared without a trace.

"Everyone prepares! Start the hyperspace engine!"

………………

Kot Star

This planet is of great commemorative significance as the first planet successfully colonized by the Oshodis people.

This planet is the tourist planet of Odisius and it is also the largest slave trading market in this galaxy. Hundreds of thousands of human slaves are bought and sold here every day.

At the same time, this is also the planet closest to the capital of the Odisius Empire.

"Please! My lord! She is only a child."

A middle-aged man was begging as he hugged the thigh of a giant orc.

"Child? Just perfect for making a cup."

The orc pinched a girl's neck with a wicked smile and said.

"Your Majesty the Duke! Your Majesty the Duke!"

An orc wearing a black military uniform ran up to the tall orc and shouted.

"Lord Berto! We were attacked! Contact with the fortress in the orbit of the planet has been lost!"

"what!"

The orc named Berto said in disbelief that in his impression no one dared to attack here or the planet of the Odisius Empire.

"coming!"

Before he finished speaking, four huge warships appeared in the sky above the planet Kot.

"All fighter planes are ready to take off! Notify the Army! Get ready quickly!"

Berto left the girl behind and ran towards the Governor's Palace in embarrassment.

The middle-aged man was so excited that the girl hugged each other and then looked up at the four strangely shaped giant ships in the sky. They had a hunch that hope was above them.

"What is our responsibility?

Serve the Emperor's wishes.

What is the Emperor's wish?

Let us fight to the death.

Why fight to the death?

It's our responsibility! "

A green-painted Dark Angel priest was leading the Space Marines behind him to perform the final pre-battle prayers. However, this team was very strange. Space Marines in various paintings appeared in this team.

The Emperor's Children, Salamanders, Iron Hands, Iron Warriors, World Eaters, Ultramarines, etc. all knelt before the priest and prayed before the battle.

“What a feudal superstition”

Several officers from the Star Wars world couldn't help but complain when they saw this scene. They had been fighting in the galaxy for so long and had never seen any army need to pray before fighting. It was pure feudal superstition.

"Bring the Emperor's wrath to the xenos below!"

………………

Yang Cheng began to regret it. The system said that he could randomly send a dozen Space Marines to him, but they were all from different legions in the 30k period. Yang Cheng could tolerate this, but the two from the Claws of the Stars war gang were here. What for?

You may be loyalists anyway, but are you, the traitors from 40k, sure that you won’t be beaten by a group of people?

"Ding, host, please rest assured that all the chaos power in them has been eliminated. They are now just a group of ordinary space warriors."

"All right--"

Yang Changcheng breathed a sigh of relief and then began to issue combat orders.

"Destroy the enemy's land facilities! Annihilate the enemy's vital forces! Occupy this planet! We don't need alien prisoners!"

The orcs of Odisius are about to face a joint attack from two human camps from two worlds, but they have no idea at this time.