Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

With gold and jade on the outside, there is no need to doubt whether the most dangerous world in the galaxy is the most prosperous world, even for a second.

Danger doesn't always come in the form of bombs, Ragnar.

Those worlds were the most densely populated by the Imperial elite, and the people they were talking about now were the most ruthless, lawless, and ambitious scoundrels culled from millions of worlds.

A world like Terra is a place where they can realize their ambitions, and no one can stop them, not him, not me, not even close relatives if needed.

Civilization and prosperity are the most terrifying barbarisms measured by the human heart.

————“Traveller” Turin, the wolf blade of the Belisarius family

Pan Lan's wreckage was piled up over several months, and ammunition and fuel were replenished. Everything seemed extremely slow in front of Ru Ming's war engines and Imperial Guards that had increased tenfold. Tens of thousands of worlds in that empire were Otherwise, they would work hard with a huge force spanning three sectors, with enough supplies to fill the oceans and the land.

On the contrary, the celebration banquet lasted for the entire world, which was enough to record the great victory in the history of the Star Sector. The entire Panlan also became a place of carnival. The citizens of the empire could rest tomorrow, and the servitors needed to carry out their activities. Basic maintenance, and good wine and food can fill the entire poor forging world.

Like a huge, planet-wide buffet and rest month, most of the officers were unconscious. In the mansion of the Founding Governor, the old guy also drank himself into a coma. In the smoky courtyard, the second lieutenant took off his clothes. He took off his Skadi winter coat and crawled on the imperial double-headed eagle statue in the courtyard, no matter where he was.

People were shouting and shouting everywhere in the streets, blocking traffic, and fireworks were set off in the sky, completely forgetting the imperial curfew and the prohibition of entertainment by the state religion.

Although many brave warriors left, and a big bell rang in the past few days to mourn the emperor's warriors, after a few days, people had almost forgotten about it.

After a year, 4 months and 6 days of conquest and repair, Pan Lan returned to the embrace of the Empire from hell. The Red Pirates' invasion plan also completely failed. The Empire lost countless officers, battleships, and even Mechanicus. The proud commander of the Iron Gates and the Astra Militarum, Lieutenant General Mr. Marcato.

It's not that they forget quickly and are ruthless, but that universe is so hopeless that everyone will be prepared to face their own destiny when they join the Imperial Guard.

Victory is more important than sacrifice, and you will eventually return to the throne. Then, there will be a victory parade in the capital city, a large group of jubilant people, countless festivals, medal ceremonies, and hearty drinking. The supreme commanders of the Imperial Guard waved their legs and arms to receive the crazy admiration of the citizens.

In an empire that worships force, they are not real stars. In an environment where the entertainment industry is underdeveloped, knowledge and research capabilities represent power and status, and military strength and military ethics are the basis for people to worship. Alan Bayer is located Among them, the most conspicuous place is, followed by Hero Skadi, Captain Bordreau, and various officers of the empire, and next to it are Commander Qifan and Senior Chief of Staff Kane, and Ryan of Partoria is at the school.

Although Kane and the others were all heroes of the Empire, they had arrived late, so they could stand aside, and the badges prepared in the ceremony were all approved by Terra and issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs.

Those exquisite, beautiful things that represent honor and status will make the imperial people give me some favors in many cases, although Alan Bayer, who actually controls the entire fleet, has no prizes.

The issuance of the badge also means that the High Lords Council recognized the Imperial Guard's goal of forming a temporary expeditionary force, and they also prepared documents accordingly, in case those things could not be issued due to reasons such as being far away from physical reality. That roll of kraft paper, Neither an honor nor a burden.

In other words, Rumin's Alan Bair is no longer the real Sun Lord, but there is no actual feeling about that. The soldiers there are of the same mind as him and are commanded by him.

The consent of those old guys is not enough to order the disbandment of the Imperial Guard due to fear of the Red Pirates, and his rights can only be exercised in Pangia and that sector, up to the Maelstrom area at most.

The so-called Sun Lord is more like the step that the High Lord found for the Astra Militarum operation. After all, they could not stop the Red Pirates. After completing his mission, Alan Bair needs to worry about the assassination of those scum. Since the Spirit Clan can't do it, those in the Assassin's Room should also put a question mark.

And the ones guarding the front of the team at this moment are not the soldiers of the Imperial Guard, but the red giants. The children of the Ultramarines followed the soldiers of Partoria, firstly to repay the kindness of the space hulk, and secondly not to be red. Pirates and traitors are not a problem for Space Marines.

The Badab War was not a concern for the Empire to cross borders. The High Lords of Terra could allow the Imperial Guard to become entrenched, but they could not tolerate the petty thoughts of the Star Claws.

To the High Lords, the Space Marines are a different species...

Alan Bair put away his little thoughts. The high lord's permission was not without fault. That incident greatly improved morale, and the permission on behalf of the Sun Lord had already been copied to the war lords of the major empires. among the tablets.

He has reached the limit of mortal power, and now he has 12 high lords, 9 of which are fixed, including the Master of the Adeptus Administratum.

The Ecclesiarch of the Adeptus Ministorum

The Fabricator-General of the Adeptus Mechanicus

The Grand Provost Marshal of the Adeptus Arbites

The Paernoval Envoy of the NAvigators

The Master of the Astronomican

The Grand Master of the Officio Assassinorum

The Master of the Adeptus Astra Telepathica

The Representative of the Inquisition

In addition to the nine seats, there are three non-permanent seats, elected from powerful leaders of various empires:

Lord Commander of the Segmentum Solar

Lord Commander Militant of the Astra Militarum

Lord High Admiral of the Imperial NAvy

Cardinal(s) of the Holy Synod of Terra

Abbess Sanctorum of the Adepta Sororitas

Captain-General of the Adeptus Custodes

Chancellor of the Estate Imperium

Speaker for the Chartist Captains

It can be said that he has become a supreme minister, and if he continues to live there, he will be in a hell within a hell. The high lords are not talented and elite, but they will also be dragged down to death by the huge and rotten empire.

Rather than being there, Alan Bair wanted to go to the Forge Governor's Mansion to chat with Arya, play chess with that oil guy, and then watch the ensign go crazy, he was already dancing naked!

But now he could be there, smiling, waving his legs like a puppet, that image even reminded him of a dictator or something.

This is not the case with the Sun Lords. They are neither heroes, gods of war, nor the greatest mascots of the Astra Militarum. Although the mascot is not accurate, but the new Sun Lords did not appear during that month, then the soldiers will definitely Worry.

Whether it was a war or a war, even the most difficult High Lords Council was constantly pushing the "young man" to a better position, even though he didn't like it.

The imperial engine of honor was decorated in a religious style and was filled with floats. The Sun Lord, as the representative of the emperor, was dressed in gold and was gorgeous enough. The golden one was painted and covered with a lot of religious vellum. The Imperial Chimera.

At this moment, Alan Bair touched the high collar that was scratching his neck and the gleaming gold-plated armor on it. He had to admit that the emperor was fine, as long as his taste was a little bit like that of the nouveau riche.

Gold is indeed the most suitable for the immortal who has a lifespan of 40,000 years. No matter how the history of gold changes, as one of the most stable metals in nature, it will never lose its shining golden essence. Even if it is stained with blood, it will never fade away. Mixed with impurities, it is still not 100% gold.

Stability, honor, and wealth are all out of reach for ordinary people. Even if you lose everything, you can only get a little. Although in that era when space travel in the universe was commonplace, gold was still of extremely high value, and even became more peaceful due to the huge demand. Civilians put an end to relationships.

As if he had become the shining spokesperson, he spent a whole day parading in the huge hive city. The greatest merchants and most successful governors in the entire sector sent praises and gifts, even from people outside the sector. Neither.

Soon, the banquet ended, leaving only the warmth. As the sun lord, Alan Bair was homeless. The practical significance was that he wanted to go back to the bridge of Bordeaux and lie down. After all, as a soldier, he almost forgot about his bed. No, what does it feel like?

War and travel have been throughout his life, and even the first few years of his life. It was the period between his enlistment and Ming Dynasty that left such a deep impression on him that his previous memories began to become blurred.

Killing, killing, war, war, like an endlessly repeated song, but he couldn't rest at this moment. First, he noticed that the servitor was cleaning the statue in the governor's courtyard. Secondly, he needed to meet wealthy businessmen and merchants from all over the world. The Governor came to stabilize his power.

Although his basic base is the Garden World of Gundwa VI, the Forge World of Panlan, and the very strong Bordero, which is enough to maintain a Tau factory capable of sustaining an armored regiment, he still pursues outside interests.

Of course, the rotten fish would not come to see him. It was obviously not the mechanical director's residence, but he walked in like a master. Governors and wealthy businessmen from all over the country were walking in the huge hall. When the hero Being escorted by Catachan, the men had to stand up and bow.

There are also many of his acquaintances there, such as Mr. John, who has more badges on his chest. Arya is wearing a gorgeous dress. The mechanical governor has good taste. The dress is tight and close-fitting, making her a lady official. Miss, Alan Beyer just wanted to say hello to them, but one person stood up.

"Yue'an, the great war lord, the sun lord, the honor of Skadi, the orc nemesis, the general of the Imperial Guard, the honorary commander of the imperial navy, the western commander-in-chief of the Pangia sub-sector of the imperial extreme star region, the empire..."

Alan Bayer stopped the "eulogy" of the gorgeously dressed middle-aged man in front of him, and he noticed that the guy was tall and his clothes were similar to the "pirate clothes" favored by rogue traders.

"Am I?" He was a little curious, but he had the answer in his heart.

"You granted him many benefits, remember? He was the one who opened the waterway..."

That traitor, Alan Bayer underestimated in his heart, what is his name...

"Alexander..." he replied, speaking excitedly. "Alexander Hamill, sir, I'm glad you can remember him!"

Alan Bayer took the host position at the moment and said "apologize". "That's right. I'm sorry that those traitors destroyed your manor. When he passed, only the ruins were left. He really didn't know the heavy firepower they brought there. Even if the cellar was blown clean, he thought it was Could you please have some fine wine?”

The rogue trader didn't care, and pushed the lady next to him over. She was gorgeously dressed, and her complicated gothic style long dress was even more beautiful. Ai, who was used to seeing hungry, sallow-faced imperial citizens (refugees), In Lambair's eyes, she is even more beautiful.

"Hello, my lord, he is Lina Hamilton. Thank you very much for protecting their manor. If possible, he hopes that you will go with him after the matter is over... to taste a little bit of the specialties of the agricultural world."

In that imperial society that worshiped force, such a situation was normal, but Alan Bair still considered that she was a traitor, otherwise he should try to do something during the confinement period.

Of course, the Sun Lord will not lack the opposite sex, which shows that he is very responsible.

Although her voice was very pleasant, Alan Bayer felt that it was not good. If she wanted to be popular, it would be that kind of clipped sound. He knew the female voice very well, so it would be no.

No emperor!

Alan Bayer stretched out his legs naturally and said. "Sorry, he has an appointment with that lady." Then he bowed to the lady officer.

The heroine's face turned red, then she scolded Alan Bair. "Why, he got a lot of scars on his waist in the battlefield. Do you like scars? They haven't healed yet. Why don't you look for the red and tender ones?"

Alan Bayer said no. "She is too weak to bear the Sun Lord's kindness."

The lady officer blushed. "I learned it from there, boss. Those orcs are good at making dirty jokes?"

"His teacher not only rejected orcs, he killed a group of elves some time ago." Alan Bair said.

"That makes sense"

The "intimate" actions of the two people were considered very sensitive in the eyes of other people. The lady's expression became grim, but she still answered politely. "Then they will do it again..."

She saw two people completely ignoring her again, and she became dissatisfied and quietly came to Donglai.

Then the Rogue Trader was not necessarily sad, and asked with a thick skin.

"Sir, Lord Lord, he had a lot of business outside the star sector during that time, and that needs to be taken care of very much." He took out a list, and Alan Bair took it, including all kinds of noble valuables and gorgeous things. Enjoyed it immensely.

At this moment, Alan Bayer thought about the batches in his legs that he took from that guy's house. They were all good. The Biluo batches were better, but a bit mixed.

He handed it back and said to John. "John, I got so many badges there." He naturally picked the one on his chest...

Um? Earth Moon badge?

John said. "He forged it blindly by himself. He was learning how to forge it. When he made the beautiful one, he hung it up and mixed it with the real ones." "

It seems that he has completely overcome the mistrust that was wrong for him, and even had time to start learning how to be good, which is certainly good news.

Compared to that, after a few words of chatter, the Rogue Trader finally revealed his original intention. "Ahem, sir, he has found a stable subspace passage that can cross to the Pangia sub-sector in a short time, and is stable enough to minimize the losses of the fleet, so as to start the war from the east."

"He hopes to cross that path to help you in your great cause."

Alan Byrma is nodding. "Well, you are worthy of being called a hero of the empire!"

On the other hand, Wai Xin has already begun to think about how to trick the red pirates!