Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

[Many years ago, someone once gave me such an example. 】

[He told me: Assuming that the Empire conquered a thousand worlds during the Great Crusade, there would be two hundred ruins, pirate dens, alien worlds, and cowardly places where fallen humans and aliens hybridized. These places All need to be thoroughly purified. 】

[Among the remaining 800 worlds controlled by human immigrants, more than 600 will cheer for the flag of Terra and rush to become the emperor's subjects. Among the other 200 die-hards, there are One hundred and fifty would wisely lower their banners of independence on the day the Imperial fleet arrived, and submit to the overwhelming host of the Emperor. 】

[In other words, among a thousand worlds that need to be conquered, only fifty of our compatriots will fight against us; and among these fifty worlds, no more than five will fight against the empire to the end. Others will realize their mistakes in time after shedding enough blood, and then become the most loyal subjects under the empire, because they truly know the cost of resisting the empire's rule. 】

[Of course, we all know that this is just an example. Whether it is a thousand or five is not a very standard number, but I think the meaning I want to express is very clear: the Great Crusade may have endless blood and fire, But the Great Crusade is by no means just blood and fire. Its theme has always been the recovery and unity of mankind's homeland, rather than the killing of compatriots. 】

[So, there are not many opportunities for us to shed blood and fire. 】

"And right now, there is one?"

[Yes, my brother. 】

The Spider Queen leaned on the chair, holding her cheek with one hand, and adjusted the star map in front of her with the other hand in mid-air: the Milky Way and the stars cycled back and forth in front of the original bodies, passing through countless galaxies, telling the story of the human empire. Another conquest of the galactic frontier.

Morgan's three brothers gathered around the table, sitting or standing, but only Jonson concentrated all his attention: Conrad slumped in the chair and yawned without hesitation, and Corax looked worried. Heavy, but everyone did not miss what Morgan said next.

[I told you before that the conquest of the Inisium space was a semi-finished product that Horus was eager to command in the Battle of Ullanor, so he transferred it to me. And I believe you all know the way the Wolf Shepherd works: Before he had to go to the Tianlong Star Area, he had stayed in this space for eight months, and his persuading surrender and diplomatic activities never stopped. 】

The Primarch knocked on the table, and the star map was projected to a more specific place: the seven civilized worlds of the Inisim universe unfolded in front of the four Primarchs in sequence. The blood drop in the upper left corner showed that they were all pure human beings. world.

[Six of the seven human colonies have completed the persuasion, or are just shy of the final step: they have not forgotten their homeland and bloodline from Terra, and are happy to become part of the human empire, and Horus's The company commanders also completed the handover work with the vanguard troops I sent over. 】

[But the problem lies precisely in the seventh world. 】

After saying that, Morgan pointed to the dimmest one among all the lights. If she hadn't pointed it out specifically, almost no one would think that there would be civilization on that planet: it was so small that it seemed that it could only build an outpost, and its barren surface was in space. Everybody can see clearly.

[This world is called Vilic and has no connection with several other worlds. My agents once wanted to invite other indigenous people in this space to help with diplomatic activities, but what they got was widespread panic: the locals claimed that this There are monsters in the world, and more than one human army and even an army of aliens have been heard from since they set foot on this outpost. 】

"Monster? Interesting."

After entering the strategy room, Zhuang Sen had a smile on his face for the first time.

That's the expectation.

"It seems that our Wolf Shepherd has left you with a problem?"

[I believe this is not his intention. 】

Morgan nodded and took a glass of wine from Virgo's plate.

[In fact, this is just a pure coincidence: the reconnaissance force sent by Horus lost a certain amount of time and manpower in this world. When he received the information, my fleet had already sailed into the subspace, or Conrad, who arrived later, told me the information sent by Horus Queen. 】

"Conrad?"

The Lion King looked at his brother.

"Didn't you foresee all this before? Bat."

"My prophetic powers are fading."

Midnight Ghost slumped in his chair, seemingly not liking this topic very much.

“And the error rate also skyrocketed: many times it simply misled me.”

"Have you ever thought about the reason?"

"Who knows."

Conrad chuckled.

"I don't care anymore anyway."

Zhuang Sen was silent. He absorbed this new information and then nodded to Morgan.

[Okay, next...]

Morgan's two fingers made a magnifying motion, and Wilich's figure occupied half of the ceiling. All the information that the Luna Wolves had detected with their lives was arrayed in front of the original bodies: including terrain, weather, The number of enemies and corresponding pictures.

"etc?"

Corax, who had been wandering in his thoughts, suddenly frowned.

"According to the intelligence, there are actually only four hundred enemies in this world?"

"Didn't the Luna Wolves fall?"

[The situation is a little more complicated. 】

Morgan smiled and she quickly lit up the hidden picture.

[First of all, the so-called enemies in this world look like this. 】

The lights came up and even Conrad made a disgusted face.

"Chaos egg?"

"What? Conrad?"

"No, nothing, Corax."

In the picture, you can clearly see the twisted masses of flesh and blood: human limbs form a pale starfish-like object, with a mouth with a beak in the center; a long, spiny tongue as thick as a tree stump drags translucent intestines, and the skin The eyes are full of weeping eyes; the bulging fleshy mountain has barbs growing out of it, and hundreds of hands hold the mouth covered with black hair and the eyeballs that flow like liquid...

Compared with these things, even the so-called changes in flesh and blood seem extremely mild: in front of them, the Lord of Caliban may be the only one who can remain calm.

"You seem to have told us before that there is only the human world here, Morgan?"

[I said this: This is the second problem. 】

The primarch smiled maliciously.

[Don’t think this thing is so disgusting, but they are completely human: in other words, every flesh and blood cell in their body is composed of human genetic tissue, which does not cover any other genetic templates, let alone any subspace technology. . 】

[A completely human creation: Theoretically, it can be made in any laboratory. 】

"you mean……"

[Yes, there are indeed only four hundred people in this world, but each person has been divided into dozens, hundreds or even thousands of parts, and then created tens of thousands of such monsters: the Moon Wolves call them Lost thing. 】

[Because genetically speaking, these monsters are completely human, so the detection equipment cannot distinguish this, and it is believed that there are only four hundred people in the world. 】

"Tsk."

This time, even Zhuang Sen couldn't help but frown deeply.

[By the way, there is one more thing. 】

Morgan took a deep breath.

[Don’t think this thing is so disgusting, but the combat records show that each of these tens of thousands of monsters has the strength to at least die with the Astartes: their nightmarish flesh and biological prostheses possess extraordinary destructive power In terms of strength, the largest individuals are completely comparable to the Empire's battleships. 】

"But they are just a bunch of beasts after all."

The Lion King hammered the table: he recalled the bad memories.

"We've killed similar ones! We've killed thousands of them!"

"An extermination order, or a low-altitude special operation is enough: this world is of no value to the empire anyway, so let these remnants of the Dark Ages be buried with their long-dead masters!"

【You are wrong about this. 】

Morgan looked to her brother.

[I have received accurate information that the master of this world is still alive: in the bunker at the core of the planet, there live one or thirty real humans, and their genes are highly similar to those of Holy Terra. 】

None of the previous content has had as far-reaching an impact as this sentence.

"伱...you mean..."

Corax took a deep breath.

"A... Terran..."

[This is the reason why I plan to launch a landing operation instead of directly dropping an extermination order on this world. 】

The Primarch stretched out his finger and wrote a name in mid-air.

"Basilio-F?"

Conrad whispered this string of words, feeling a dull pain in his forehead: he must have heard of this name, but he couldn't remember what the corresponding character did: the prophecy of the midnight ghost is so unreliable.

"Fuck?!"

On the other side, Zhuang Sen, who obviously knew more, couldn't sit still.

"Morgan, are you saying that he is the Fu from the Unification War?"

【Yes. 】

[The man who once fought with the Lord of Mankind for a long time in the Terra Unification War with the help of countless monsters: After his failure, he snatched a spaceship and escaped from the solar system before the Emperor unified the entire Terra. 】

"But...but he is already a figure from five thousand years ago. He existed before the beginning of the Era of Strife, and has lived through the entire Era of Strife: no transformation surgery can allow a mortal to live for such a long time: unless he is a famous person immortal person!"

[He is not an immortal. He did all this by relying on his own technology. He does not rely on subspace and alien technology, but only uses human beings' own technological transformation. He has lived for five thousand years: not even his body structure has changed significantly. Like those oil guys. 】

"..."

The Lion King was silent.

"No wonder Tyra's copywriting records always emphasize that he is a genius..."

[Of course: Although these things look like monsters, they are actually purely human creations. That guy did not use any subspace technology, nor did he use any alien technology. He used pure human technology and the real universe Products, these nightmares were created out of thin air. 】

[A creation capable of dying with ten thousand Astartes warriors. 】

[It only requires 400 people. 】

"...What do you mean?"

The Crow King frowned, and he keenly smelled something bad.

[Unfortunately, everyone. 】

Morgan smiled at her brothers, mostly Corax.

[After knowing his identity, I had a long-distance call with the Emperor, just before we met Jonson: The Lord of Mankind's will is very clear. He asked us to capture this guy alive at all costs. A team of imperial guards has come to receive him. He will be imprisoned in the underground cell of the Terra Palace. ]

This declaration from the Emperor caused a dead silence in the strategy room: Jonson and Conrad were stunned for a moment and accepted this request. Although this made them a little unhappy, they didn't care about it. Maybe Vulcan would object?

Or...

"What a joke!"

Corax slammed the table and stood up. His anger made Jonson look sideways.

The Raven King pointed at the picture of the monster, and his pale lips trembled.

"Morgan! He is a madman who should be cut into pieces! Look at what he has made with the flesh and blood of his compatriots! Even the alien kingdom would not be so absurd! Those who have been devastated are all living humans!"

[But there are only 400 people. ]

"Few!"

[A lot? ]

"But..."

[In the eyes of the Emperor: not many. ]

[Far less than his potential value. ]

A simple smile strangled Corax's anger in his throat.

"So, we have to watch this madman return to Terra alive?"

"Why!"

[Because of four things. ]

Morgan raised his finger.

[First, he did not use any power of the warp from beginning to end. ]

[Second, he extremely hated and even rejected alien technology, so naturally he did not use it. ]

[Next, he is a genius bioengineer, of course he does not worship gods. ]

"Just because of these?"

Corax glanced at his three blood brothers: absurd and a little ridiculous.

Morgan just sighed.

[Believe me, Corax: If you don't violate these three rules, then you can do whatever you want in the human empire. Our father's red line is just that. ]

[This Fu is the same: What's more, he is a humanist...]

"But he is a lunatic!"

[He is indeed a lunatic. ]

Morgan's eyebrows were cold.

[But at least, he is a lunatic who believes in human supremacy. ]

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"Excuse me: I don't see any difference between these two points."

Lieutenant Colonel Jeanna stretched out her tongue and licked the cracked gap at the corner of her mouth. The sudden pain made her sure that she was still alive: after a six-hour bloody battle that cost more than two thousand lives, this kind of pain was exactly what the Hunting God Rose needed at this time.

Jeanna strode into her own command room, or rather their command room: next to the map stood a captain of the Dawnbreakers and a Primarch attendant from the Midnight Lords Legion, who were jointly responsible for this front.

Before this, it was indeed like this.

"But after this, we have to hand over the conquered land to the Dark Angels?"

Jeanna took off her helmet, and the air purifier on her head processed the toxic fog barrier in this world at maximum power, and the recycling pump was constantly spraying disinfectant on them: once out of this strategic room, anyone must be fully armed, otherwise, because the miasma covering the entire sky can poison a Death Guard in less than two minutes.

Fighting in such an environment is conceivable and very difficult.

But the Hunting God Roses did it, and their friendly forces were not inferior.

"I can understand your thoughts, Lieutenant Colonel Jeanne: I feel the same way as you."

The 12th Company of Davout was responsible for fighting alongside the Hunting God Rose Legion. As the most outstanding Avalonian in the Dawnbreaker's hands, Davout was accustomed to being released by his Primarch and taking charge of a single front in the war: it turned out that this was the art he was best at.

"But you have to know."

The Dawnbreaker pointed to the virtual sand table, on which the flags of various troops were marked: the black flags of the Dark Angels accounted for an overwhelming number, more than 60%, and the rest were the Dawnbreakers and their auxiliary troops, while the dark blue of the Midnight Lords could be ignored.

"Before setting off, the Dawnbreaker Legion had just carried out a large-scale conscription campaign in the Far Eastern Frontier, which made our legion just exceed 70,000 troops: but because of the intelligence error, Lord Morgan only brought 20,000 troops this time."

"This is normal, isn't it?"

Jeanna asked back.

"Several decades ago, Lord Morgan was used to bringing an army of about 20,000 people in an expedition, and the shortage caused by the number was made up by more auxiliary troops. Even our auxiliary troops would not attack in full force to avoid organizational destruction in the battle."

Just like this time, the only Hunting God Rose who actually participated in the battle was the third assault squadron led by Jeanna: even if they were annihilated here, the Hunting God Rose Legion would not be too injured. After all, as long as the system and certain senior officers and soldiers are still there, it is not difficult to rebuild a legion.

"That's the fact."

Davut spread his hands.

"And I think you can understand that Lord Morgan doesn't want the legion's number to fall below 70,000 again in a short period of time: so we won't invest more strength in this battle. Although we brought 20,000 soldiers, the actual number of people involved in the battle is less than 4,000."

"And the Midnight Lords, they only brought more than a thousand people in total, and most of them were Destroyer teams: Lord Conrad's idea was to let his descendants take this opportunity to learn more about the destruction tactics that the Dark Angels are best at."

"After all, there are not many opportunities to see the First Legion at work."

The Midnight Lord, who had been silent on the side, suddenly spoke up, accompanied by a typical Nostramo sneer.

"So, this is the situation: there are 50,000 Astartes on this planet now, and the Dark Angels occupy more than 40,000: they shed the most blood in the war, so the Primarch has no intention of competing with them for honor."

"What's more, from our position, the enemy's core area is ahead, and we can't beat it with the troops we have. We must need the support of the First Legion: think about how many people are left in your Third Assault Squadron?"

"Fifty-seven percent."

Jeanna frowned.

"But we can fight to the last man."

"I have no doubt."

Davout nodded.

If he hadn't pulled them before, these silver-haired crazy women would have rushed directly into the enemy's core fortress group. Dawu had no doubt that they could really do all this. You know, as a fast-strike force, the Third Assault Squadron is fully equipped with jet hoverbikes and light fighters. They have a record of defeating small groups of evil sun orcs in mobile warfare.

And the 43% casualty rate...

To be honest: at least for the Hunting God Rose, this is really nothing.

These silver-haired female believers have been annihilated in battle more than once or twice...

At this point, Dawu had to add a reassurance.

"Let's do this, Jeanna."

"You go back first and let your warriors rest for half an hour. The Dark Angels will take over the battle line in half an hour: they will not come alone. According to the accurate intelligence I have obtained, the Primarch will launch a general attack on the enemy from here."

"Lord Morgan is here in person!"

"Maybe Lord Jonson."

"Oh... with his Dark Angels?"

"In fact, not just the Dark Angels."

Davout scratched his smooth head.

"It is said that Lord Jonson will bring a mixed force composed of Dawnbreakers, Dark Angels and Night Lords. At that time, you will also be included in his command. He said that he wants to use this to accumulate experience."

"Accumulate experience? What experience?"

"Uh..."

Davout was stunned.

"I don't know about that."

"Anyway, I remember when Lord Jonson said this..."

"He laughed happily."