Chapter 160: Rogal Dorn Keeps a Trick
In the bridge of the Emperor's Vision, everyone who heard Perturabo's voice fell silent as if their mother had died.

It was Hogg himself who broke the embarrassment. After clearing out most of the orcs, Hogg, who had transformed back into his normal form, was finally able to enter the bridge.

Hearing Perturabo's distress signal, Hogg immediately took out his speaker, intending to ask Terra about the situation on the spot.

Vulkan and Horus, who had used the talker before, came over immediately and urged Hogg to make the call.

Just like that, everyone gathered around Hogg and watched him press the dial button. After a noisy electric sound, the speaker was finally connected.

The sounds coming from the other side were not optimistic. They were all the roars of orcs and the roars of artillery shells. Before Hogg could ask a question, Perturabo's roar came from the other side:
"Hogg, you bastard, where the hell have you been?
Did you fucking know Terra was attacked? Son of a bitch? That bastard Dorn is dying, and we can't fucking handle it.

That damn planet is floating nearby. If you don't come back, Terra won't be able to defend itself."

Hearing Perturabo's roar full of motherly anger, even Hogg was stunned. He originally thought it was a pursuit and blockade, but he didn't expect it to be a tactical change this time.

You must know that Holy Terra holds the empire's most important star. If something goes wrong with it, all human ships will lose their direction.

"What happened? Explain clearly, how did the orcs get to the solar system?"

“How should I know why? After you left me in Alicia, I received a distress signal from Rogal Dorn.

Now the entire solar system is full of damn orcs, they even have a huge planetary fortress, that idiot Dorn got crippled by an orc, come here quickly."

Hearing that a planetary fortress had rushed to the solar system's hometown, everyone knew where the missing Ullanor had gone. No wonder there were so few orcs here.

The Primarchs did not dare to delay and immediately ordered everyone to retreat to rescue Terra. They ignored the remaining orcs here and focused on protecting their own homeland first.

The emperor, who had been listening to the entire process, had a dazed look on his face, his face still showing the joy of his victory. His previous affirmative speech emerged in his mind.

At this moment, the emperor felt like a clown. The flags that had once covered his body finally gave him a hard slap in the face.

Waldo, who knew the inside story, did not dare to say anything and selectively forgot his original doubts. After all, if this matter were to be revealed, the emperor's wisdom would be gone.

The Emperor reacted and suddenly remembered that he had left an avatar to guide Guilliman, and judging by the time, they should be almost there.

"It's okay, it's okay. As long as Guilliman can come to Terra's aid, everything will be fine."

But the Emperor did not know at this time that Guilliman and his men, who had just emerged from the Webway and arrived at Alicia, had plunged headfirst into the large army of Orks.

Even Guilliman, who brought 15 Ultramarines to the rescue, could only be restrained after seeing the endless Ork army in the solar system.

In order to enter the solar system faster, Guilliman, who was stationed in Macragge's Glory, directly ordered the Ultramarines to use the Extermination Order to clear the way and rush in regardless of everything.

In the final call, Guilliman said to Perturabo: "Hold on, I'm coming."

Unlike the way they came here, this time with the presence of Black Watch, the coalition forces can use the faster Webway for support instead of the slower Warp navigation.

After all, if they used ordinary warp navigation, when they arrived, they might see the corpses of Perturabo and others.

In pursuit of speed, the leading Black Light ran at full power, chose the fastest route and plunged headfirst.

Thinking of the Orc Emperor whom he had never seen before, Hogg, who was sitting in the bridge, was worried about Perturabo.

"My dear son, please don't die! Oh, how could I have forgotten it."

On the other side, watching as Pluto's defenses were torn open by the green tide, the surging Zerg behemoths were crushed one by one by the huge Orc Emperor, and the Black Watchers he brought with him could not keep up with the consumption even if they tried their best to hatch the Zerg.
There are only a few Imperial Fists and Iron Warriors left, and the Mechanicus Skitarii from Mars have begun a desperate charge. They are on the verge of despair.

Behind him, his two legs were missing, one arm was broken, and only one hand was left. Rogal Dorn was no longer able to fight.

After learning that Guilliman had come to support from the rear and was opening a window to the outside world, Perturabo knew that he could only lead the remaining people who were still capable of fighting forward, otherwise the defense line would collapse immediately.

Calling Dantioch, who had been hanging out with the Black Watch, Perturabo felt powerless when he saw his offspring, who was covered in scars and had an eye shattered.

"Dantioch, take Dorn and the wounded back to the moon to build a defense line. We can't hold this place anymore. I will release the Extermination Order to contain the orcs before retreating. You guys leave quickly."

Even though he was reluctant to part with his genetic father, Dantioch, who knew the battle situation, understood that no one was more familiar with the solar system's defense system than Rogal Dorn.

Carrying the immobile Rogal Dorn, Dantioch took on the responsibility of escorting the Primarch. The Master of the Imperial Fist, who still had a few breaths left, spoke to his brother, whom he had always disliked, for the first time:

"You can't hold on. Once your defenses collapse, retreat immediately and don't make meaningless sacrifices. The Imperial Fists scattered across the galaxy are already driving the Phalanx to us."

Hearing the strange consolation from his hated brother, Perturabo's pressure eased a little, but he still replied firmly:
"Mind your own business! At least I still have a healthy body. Who are you? A Rogal Dorn who is holding back? Get out of here right now. You will only hinder my battle."

Dorn knew that this was the best tone Perturabo could say to him, so he didn't say anything more. He gathered the wounded soldiers of the two legions and boarded the ship.

Watching the ships take off, the remaining soldiers in the fortress knew that the longer they persisted, the greater their chances of victory, and what the incoming reinforcements lacked was time.

The Imperial Fists in bright yellow power armor and the Iron Warriors in yellow and black stripes united for the first time, but the mixed presence of Black Watch ruined the solemn atmosphere at the scene.

However, Perturabo knew that if it weren't for these dwarfs with weird hairstyles, Pluto's defense line would have been breached long ago. The Zerg they brought were the main force on the battlefield.

The Iron Lord, who was planning to give a pre-battle speech, could only manage one sentence in the end: "Steel inside and out."

(End of this chapter)