The Death Star has been destroyed. While the Coalition celebrates, Ezra and Jaral return to Lothal, to spend some time with their family and introduce Luke to the ways of the Jedi. But the Empire is far from broken, as Grand Admiral Tanis and his fl...
"I'm honestly surprised." Qathora said as she read the report from Imperial High Command. "That so many people actually listened to you." she quipped.
Said report indicated clearly that in the last two rotations the recruitment of new recruits had skyrocketed right after the speech Iulius had sent to the galaxy. The drive came especially from the Mid Rim, a sign that his policies had, in fact, sorted a great effect in boosting the popular support for the Empire. Apparently, many recruits explicitly said that they believed in him, and that the Empire could win this battle under Iulius' guidance.
"I'm just satisfied." he replied. "But untrained recruits will make us no good. We'll have to hold out until they get through basic training, and I'm still not sure whether we can do that."
"Well, Imperial Command did send us every stormtrooper legion they could afford to move. In a few days, we'll be definitely better prepared." Qathora reassured him.
"I sure hope so." he grimly commented as he also looked at the report of the daily losses.
The Federation had by now dropped at least two entire armies. When the momentum of the assault brigades was over, they had started to deploy their line divisions, armored divisions and who knew how many artillery pieces.
It was also useless to deny this: the Systems Alliance was made of a much higher quality than the neglected Imperial Army. Despite Iulius' reforms, the regular troopers were still green, and one cannot just change the doctrine of an army of millions in just a few months. Pretty much in every skirmish on Lantillies, the Army had been constantly shredded. Not to mention the quality of their weapons and defenses, which was literally from another universe.
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The Lantillians were fighting tooth and nails for their planet, but even the few defensive victories they managed to achieve caused more losses to them than to the enemies.
Only the Stormtrooper Corp was fighting on even grounds, but even they could do little once the Federation started to deploy those blasted Legionnaires, who seemed to cut through every fortification with ease.
To compensate this, the Grand Admiral had ordered every single Dark Trooper being sent from Carunoia to the front, but the difference in number was still too great.
As he was breaking his head to think of a solution, the terminal on his desk buzzed, signaling that somebody was at the door. He opened it and was a bit surprised to find Ciena walking in with a puzzled but hopeful face.
"Commander." he greeted.
She made the salute and spoke with a bit of urgency in her otherwise flawless tone. "Grand Admiral, you just received a message from Kashyyyk."
"From whom?" Iulius asked as he looked at the terminal and noticed the mail in the inbox.
He read the sender. Tarfful, one of the Wookie Chieftains with whom he had negotiated a few months before.
