Starting from the Planetary Governor

To annihilate this terrifying steel behemoth, one must either bombard it with enough firepower after making substantial sacrifices, until it is blown apart. If dripping water can wear away stone, then imagine the effect of thousands upon thousands of various bullets and artillery shells smashing into it.

But the sacrifice required was too great, before the \'Waaagh\' force field was destroyed, it was uncertain how many people would die and how many combat vehicles would be damaged on our side.

Another plan was to blast it with 155mm howitzers.

This was a reliable approach; a couple of hits, or even a single direct hit, might well be enough to accomplish the mission of destroying it.

However, this plan would also result in significant casualties—mainly from friendly fire.

But there was no other choice.

If they didn\'t find a way to deal with it, the human troops wouldn\'t last until the steel beast was destroyed and would be breached, allowing the orcs to break through.

Perbov gritted his teeth, ordered some of the troops to press forward, and at the same time called for an artillery barrage from the rear.

Many of the soldiers from his First Battalion of the Wind-Extinguishing Brigade were within the targeted area.

When the artillery came down, many of his brothers would be killed in the blast.

His heart bled, but not only could he not allow his warriors to retreat, he strictly ordered them not to fall back.

This was trading the lives of soldiers for tactical gains.

"Let our soldiers pull back."

Just then, this sentence echoed in Perbov\'s mind.

It was the voice of the Governor.

Perbov was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses, altered the orders, and had the soldiers fall back.

As the armored vehicles and infantry began to retreat, hiding in bunkers, the terrifying steel behemoth was about to give chase.

However, suddenly, a strange power caused it to freeze in its tracks.

It wasn\'t completely immobilized, but it was as if it had lost its controller, its massive body momentarily halted.

This was Gu Hang\'s doing!

The Governor himself had joined the assault team and had arrived on the battlefield.

It wasn\'t that he was particularly concerned about his own safety, this was a battle destined for victory, and as a Spiritual Energy user, he wasn\'t lacking self-defense capabilities. In this battle, as long as he didn\'t wish to die, it was unlikely he would.

Meanwhile, his presence not only boosted the troop\'s morale but also addressed some special issues.

Like the orc leader they were currently facing.

His Spiritual Energy abilities played an important role!

Gu Hang had no interest in engaging the steel behemoth in a test of pure strength; that would be a foolish move. Although his Spiritual Energy was not weak, to confront such a mechanical monstrosity of steel was folly.

What he controlled was the orc leader inside the iron behemoth itself.

Clearly, as formidable as the orc war machine was, it lacked the Spiritual Energy resistance provided by Interstellar Warrior Powered Armor. Against Spiritual Energy, this large contraption had no defense.

However, the orc leader\'s \'Waaagh\' Force Field was quite formidable. Gu Hang had to use all his might to attack the part of the soul representing the central nervous system through soul cutting.

This was difficult, only slightly easier than killing the soul itself. Gu Hang\'s strike could only temporarily immobilize it; after about one or two minutes, it would recover.

But, this period was long enough for the 155mm howitzer shells to arrive from the artillery position in the rear.

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6k! Three days left, still 19,000 words short.

Quite the challenge.