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Is it Guilliman's again?
The lion was puzzled, as were the angels of forgiveness, but they did not stop and continued to move quickly toward the governor's mansion.
All questions will be answered when the lion arrives at the governor's mansion.
The group moved forward in silence once again, but the atmosphere was different.
The PDF soldiers and Space Marines changed from being on guard to being the highest level of escort and ceremonial guard, their eyes filled with awe for this legendary Primarch, and a pride that was almost obvious to everyone.
It's as if it's being shown to the original entity.
Look, this is the world we protect today, this is the power we possess!
As for reverence, it's simply because they've heard the state church's pastors preach this since they were children.
They still held a certain degree of awe for figures from mythology.
Passing through heavily fortified streets, a magnificent complex of buildings, blending Gothic spires with futuristic alloy structures, comes into view at the edge of the horizon.
The Planetary Governor's Mansion was quite nice when it was first built, so Zhou Qing naturally couldn't have demolished it all and rebuilt it.
Of course, we should improve upon its original specifications to save resources and money.
Thus, this architectural style and form came about, but in any case, it is the planetary governor's mansion of the world of Nairrus!
It is also the military command center for the entire planet.
Its sheer size and formidable defenses far exceeded Leon's expectations of an ordinary industrial world governor's office; it was more like the headquarters of an important star system.
Before we even reached the main gate, a group of people dressed in fine clothes but with steady steps and sharp eyes quickly came to greet us.
Among this group of people were Space Marines wearing power armor.
Leading the group were Planetary Governor Ignatius Dorn and Chapter Master Deus Krieg of the Nairrus Chapter.
They had given the order, so they were naturally aware that the lion was about to arrive, and therefore, they had made preparations to welcome it as a sign of courtesy.
“Lord Leon El-Jonson!” Planet Governor Dorn stepped forward first, greeting him with an extremely standard and respectful bow.
"The world of Nairrus welcomes you! Your arrival is a blessing to the empire and a harbinger of victory in this war!" His words were filled with the enthusiasm of a statesman.
However, having dealt with politicians many times, Leon was not misled by appearances.
It was obvious that what he said wasn't sincere, but just a polite remark.
Chapter Master Krieg, in the Astartes style, slammed his right fist heavily against his breastplate, producing a dull thud: "Primarch! The Narrus Chapter awaits your orders on the orders of the Warmaster!"
Military matters are much simpler than political ones; the Astartes don't talk much, they just follow orders.
The two completely different attitudes did not displease the lion; on the contrary, he felt that this situation was normal.
After all, if the planetary governor didn't have some ability, how could he govern such a powerful planet?
Leon's gaze swept over the two of them as if it were a physical presence, and he nodded slightly in return.
“Your Excellency, Commander of the War Group. We can put off the pleasantries for now. I need to know three things immediately.”
"First, all known and predicted intelligence about the enemy; second, the exact deployment, combat capabilities, and arrival schedule of our reinforcements."
“Third,” he said directly about the first two, but he paused for a moment before his voice became more serious, “I need everything about your ‘Grand Marshal’ Zhou Qing and the ‘Misty Starfield 108 Worlds’ under his jurisdiction.”
His request was straightforward and without any beating around the bush.
Leon had a premonition that the changes in the Misty Starfield were probably related to Zhou Qing. He needed to figure out what kind of person Zhou Qing was and whether he posed a threat to the Empire.
Governor Dorn and Chapter Master Krieg exchanged a glance, seemingly having anticipated the question from the Primarch.
“Of course, sir, everything is ready.” Governor Dorn stepped aside to lead the way. “Please proceed to the strategy room, where all the information has been compiled. Let’s talk as we walk.”
"However, you cannot learn about the Grand Marshal's situation from us. You need to return to Terra and go to the throne room to find out about the Grand Marshal's situation."
"This information can only be obtained with the Emperor's permission."
The first one can be agreed to immediately, but the third one cannot; the third one can only be explained with the Emperor's consent.
The lion was clearly taken aback after hearing these words.
What could possibly require his father's permission?
However, it was clear that neither the Chapter Master nor the Planetary Governor could answer his question, so he had no choice but to keep it to himself.
"In that case, the third matter is off. I will find time to return to Terra and inquire about it in person."
The lion is old, but he has certainly matured.
The lion's compromise made everyone feel much more at ease.
Chapter 147 I must have a showdown with Zhou Qing if I get the chance.
Although the lion said he understood and decided to return to Terra to find out more, he still had this question in his heart.
However, as the Lion and his party entered the magnificent Governor's Mansion, this doubt was overshadowed by the scene before them.
Upon entering the magnificent Governor's Mansion, its efficiency and technological sophistication secretly astonished Leon and the Angels of Pardon.
Everywhere, data screens scrolled in real time, displaying global war information, troop movements, and logistical logistics. Officials and officers moved about in a hurry, yet maintained perfect order.
There was none of the sluggishness and inefficiency common in the bureaucracy of the old empire.
“Lord Leon, I have received a report from my adjutant. He told me that he explained the current situation to you on the way, and I can assure you that the information he provided is accurate.”
"Please take this with you. It will help you receive data and access anything you need."
Deus Krieg, the warband commander, handed a combat command bracelet to the Lion.
"This is the Empire's latest combat command bracelet. You can wear it. It can receive information and data messages about all troops, and it is also much more accurate and convenient than regular information transmission."
The warband leader handed a highly advanced bracelet to the lion, who was once again stunned when he saw it.
This was the umpteenth time he had been stunned. He always felt that this 108 worlds in the Misty Starfield were completely different from the other worlds of the Empire. There were many things here that he had never imagined before.
There's a feeling that he's just a country bumpkin.
Yes, that's exactly the feeling he had—like a country bumpkin!
Leon is the commander of the First Legion; he is highly skilled and daring.
So he reached out and picked up the bracelet, putting it on his wrist. Immediately afterward, a virtual screen appeared on the bracelet.
"Sir, I have sent the data and reports you need to your wristband. You can access any information you need at any time through this wristband. At the same time, the military command terminal has also been connected to you."
"There are some orders that you don't necessarily need to place directly in front of us; you can place them directly in the terminal."
It will then be integrated into the combat system for evaluation. If you insist on executing it, you can force the soldiers below to carry out the orders you require.
"You can command troops here at the legion or battle group level, and you can even issue your orders down to the company level."
However, I advise you not to do that. Even if you are the Primarch and a superhuman being, you are not a Grand Marshal. The difference between a Grand Marshal and a Grand Marshal is too great. You cannot do this.
It's the Grand Marshal again...
Upon hearing the title "Grand Marshal" again, he naturally knew who it referred to: the newly appointed Imperial War Marshal, Sun Lord Zhou Qing.
This made the lion very unhappy.
After all, Leon has always wanted to be the War Master. However, during the Great Crusade, the War Master was Horus, and now, during the 40k era, the War Master has been named Zhou Qing by the Emperor.
This made the lion very sad.
Now, the planetary governor and the Space Marine chapter commander have mentioned Zhou Qing to him again, and even thoughtfully told him about it.
Don't try to command a company-level combat unit, because he doesn't have that ability; he's not a marshal.
Isn't it simply telling him that he's not as good as Zhou Qing?
The lion was a little unhappy.
However, he still followed the other party's advice and began to operate the bracelet.
The next second, an extremely clear, almost lag-free holographic interface was projected from above the bracelet and floated in front of his eyes.
The interface layout is intuitive and efficient, with modules such as [Troop Situation], [Logistics and Supply], [Intelligence Summary], and [Command Link] neatly categorized.
With a slight thought, Leon focused his gaze on the [Troop Situation], and the interface immediately responded, unfolding into an extremely detailed global strategic map of Narrus.
Units on both sides are clearly marked with different colored dots, from the massive Titan Legion to the smallest infantry squad, and even moving logistics convoys. Their locations, status (full strength, damaged, moderate combat), and even ammunition and fuel reserves are updated in real time.
Leon tried to focus his “attention” on a PDF infantry regiment that was fighting Chaos Demons on the front lines. The interface immediately popped up with the regiment’s commander’s real-time combat report, casualty statistics, and an option to request artillery support.
What incredible command efficiency!
Leon's heart was once again filled with turmoil.
In his past command experience, understanding the specific situation of a regimental-level unit at the front line often required multiple communication relays, resulting in information delays and potential distortion.
Here, he was able to directly grasp the real-time dynamics of the most basic units, just like a god overlooking the battlefield!
This level of information transparency and speed of transmission is a devastating blow to the traditional imperial military command system.
He tried to use his mind, or rather, highly concentrated thinking, to issue a simple artillery fire order to an artillery regiment behind the besieged infantry regiment.
The command was received and confirmed by the system almost instantly, and the system displayed: "[Command issued - 114th Artillery Regiment - Estimated arrival time: 47 seconds]".
He could even connect to the artillery battalion's observation view via his bracelet and see the shells whistling out of the barrel!
Leon fell silent. He finally understood what the warband commander meant by "You are not the Grand Marshal, after all; you cannot do this."
This kind of precise, micro-level command requires the instantaneous processing of massive amounts of information and the making of optimal decisions.
This has transcended the conventional meaning of "the art of command" and is more like a kind of "god-level" computing after a high degree of human-machine integration.
Could the Marshal Zhou Qing, whom I have never met, really have done such a thing?
If the other party can truly achieve this, then he has no reason to object to Zhou Qing becoming the Imperial War General, since Zhou Qing genuinely possesses that ability.
The lion suppressed its shock and turned its attention back to its macro strategy.
He quickly scanned the list of reinforcements that were about to arrive.
The sheer number of Space Marine company numbers, PDF Army numbers, and Titan Order formations was indeed, as Lieutenant Lyle had said, enormous and suffocating.
On the logistics page, the mountains of supplies and the constant flow of transport troops' schedules demonstrate that the logistical capabilities supporting this massive army are equally formidable.
"This command system was created by the Grand Marshal, which has saved the Empire's army a lot of command time and made commanding operations more efficient."
The planetary governor, somewhat proudly, said these words to the lion, and Leon lowered his proud head like a defeated lion.