Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

From the beginning to the progress, the war between the Human Empire and the Orcs of Ullanor has lasted for eight Terran standard months: when the time scale steadily advanced towards the 151st year of the Great Crusade, the balance of victory had already been firmly grasped by the Empire.

The Greenskin Empire, which once declared sovereignty over the entire northern galaxy, was now burning in the flames of war and devastation. It took only eight months for the iron fist of Terra to penetrate the vast borders of the war race: the Emperor's own fleet was still dispatching the battle on the outer battlefield north of Goron, and his vanguard had already reached Isstvan, the most edge of the galaxy, and completely divided the country of the Greenskin Orcs.

The one who did this was Hasik Khan under Chagatai Khan. Although he and his brotherhood were part of the Fifth Legion, they were under the command of Horus: like Thor Khan, who fired the first shot in Ullanor, Hasik Khan also dedicated this victory that was worthy of being recorded in history to the Emperor, the Khan and the Wolf God.

When the congratulatory message spread throughout the Ullanor Front, not to mention other legions, the White Scars Legion alone had a lot of disputes because of Hasik Khan's actions: those warriors who followed Chagatai Khan and walked out of Chogris could not understand that the victory they had achieved was dedicated to an irrelevant Primarch. On the contrary, those old warriors of Terra generally had the opposite idea. They did not mind sharing such glory with Horus.

As for Tol Khan and Hasik Khan who caused this dispute successively: That's right. They are all Terrans. It is even said that Tol Khan once publicly stated that his original wish was to become a member of the Shadow Moon Wolf Legion, but such strange rumors soon disappeared in the constantly updated victory reports on the Ullanor Front.

Soon, there was more shocking news that overshadowed the already marginalized White Scars.

(Thor Khan is a real person. In the original novel, he is a Terran. He signed up for the Astartes because he admired Horus, hoping to join the Luna Wolves, but was [reassigned] to the White Scars because of [poor performance])

(If you don't remember, he was the one who said the famous sentence [Nice to meet you, Lord of Death] when he faced Mortarion on Bladestorm in order to atone for his sins during the Heresy. Hasik Khan was one of the leaders of the Horus rebellion within the White Scars)

Because, while the descendants of Chagatai Khan were making achievements and arguing, the imperial pioneers sent to other fronts finally determined the location of the Ullanor Orc Emperor Ulak-Urg King: in order to send back this priceless information, an entire fleet was submerged in the green tide of interception.

The bloody intelligence was placed on the desks of the Emperor and Horus at the fastest speed, and the Wolf God personally ensured that Jonson could also receive it: King Urger, this terrifying alien is entrenched in the heart of his war machine. The star system called Ullanor has long been filled with countless green frenzy and strange things. Without two or three fully equipped Astartes Legions led by the Primarch himself, the fleet of the Human Empire is not even worthy of looking at it.

A squadron of at least fifty capital ships was torn apart in an instant, which is the best proof of the firepower of the Orc King's capital: the main fleet led by the Primarch himself is generally no more than a hundred capital ships.

Now, this king in a monkey's clothing is undoubtedly roaring on his throne, because his empire has fallen apart. The fleet that once vowed to ravage the entire galaxy is now only dead scraps and the imperial army that stepped on them and continued to move forward: whether in the hazy star field or in the Far East star field, the emperor's warriors are wantonly harvesting bloody merits in the form of star systems, simply but efficiently forcing the country of Urge to the brink of death.

Every Astartes warrior is enthusiastically calculating the number of green-skinned aliens harvested by their respective legions: at first it was in tens of millions or hundreds of millions, and then it gradually evolved into more exaggerated numbers. In the end, it was simply impossible to count, and they began to calculate how many star systems, even star regions, their fleets had recovered, or how many giant creations such as the King Kong had been destroyed.

At this point, killing a single greenskin warlord is a common achievement: such achievements are everywhere, and have even become the target of competition among legion recruits and even those mortal warriors.

But even so, the results of the streamlined battle are still incredible, and what is even more incredible is that after such fruitful results, the Imperial fleet is still at least hundreds of star systems away from King Urger's throne in Ullanor.

Almost every world in every star system is filled with greenskins shouting and fighting, which makes people wonder if the [total population] of the Ork Empire has exceeded the number of the Emperor's people: it seems very likely, because many Astartes warriors have said that they have witnessed the existence of [Ork Hives] on those worlds where the fighting is most intense.

The closer you get to Ullanor, the more obvious the traces of this civilization become.

There is no doubt that this beast, which can be honored by humans as [Emperor Ullanor], is indeed worthy of praise: it was able to seize the gap of only 30 to 40 years in the entire northern part of the Milky Way after the end of the Randan War, and developed an alien empire that could at least compete with three or four legions in terms of size, which is the best embodiment of its outstanding talent. The rapid evolution of the civilization process shown by the Ullanor Empire in the war made many thoughtful warriors sweat in their hearts.

But time is unfair.

Fortunately, it is unfair.

If it were not the Great Expedition at this time, if the threat of the human empire to the border would not be so important at this time, then this orc emperor might be able to concentrate on developing for dozens or hundreds of years in the wild corners that Holy Terra could not notice, vigorously promote the evolution of his race, and finally accumulate a huge force that can sweep the Milky Way: at that time, it is not impossible to attack with all his strength and destroy the main army of the empire with a crushing blow, or even directly attack the solar system and Holy Terra.

Just like [Beast].

However, this was the Great Crusade, when the military power and external sensitivity of the entire human race were at their peak. The human emperor did not give the greenskin emperor any time to develop. The current Holy Terra's support for a war aimed at exterminating aliens was unlimited, and it was even more impossible to turn a blind eye to the development of the greenskins: these two points worked together to strangle King Urger's new empire.

The greenskin tribes and warring states that had just been conquered by it were still a mess at this time, and there was no time to combine them into a unified force. King Urger could actually command only the core star region of the Ullanor Empire. Further out, in the south represented by the Goron galaxy, one after another, independent and even opposing greenskin regimes were overthrown by human fleets, and countless solid fortress worlds were ruthlessly trampled. These scattered tribes could not exert the power of a unified orc empire.

Ullanor was so powerful.

Ullanor was so fragile.

Finally, when the two fronts of the Empire had basically cleared out the scattered soldiers in front of them, the Emperor's sword finally pierced the real Ullanor Empire controlled by King Urg. The game of the alien war had only just begun, but it had already been declared over.

Ullanor roared on its throne, urging its subordinates to build war machines that could fill the entire galaxy day and night, waiting for the challenger from Terra. The huge fortress it occupied would become the end point of the entire Ullanor War and the final prize that all the participating legions were competing for.

And the first pair of competitors appeared almost simultaneously outside the royal city of the Orc Emperor.

On the 248th Terra Standard Day after the start of the Ullanor Orc War, the vanguard fleet consisting of the First Company of the Luna Wolves led by Abaddon and the Fourth Company of the Luna Wolves led by Sejames officially arrived at the Outpost System adjacent to the Ullanor System. Under the personal command of the Wolf God who arrived later, the remaining greenskin troops here were cleared out, consolidating the bridgehead for the final attack on Ullanor.

At the same time, the contact letter encrypted by Morgan himself was also placed on the desk of the Wolf God in the name of Jonson: the Eastern Front Legion decapitation force, led by the Dark Angels Legion and composed of elite warriors from eight legions, was only about three jump system distances away from Ullanor.

It is true that each star system is filled with vast greenskin armies, but no one believes how long these aliens can resist the wrath of Jonson and the Dark Angels, not to mention that behind the front line jointly controlled by Morgan and Guilliman, there are more support troops rushing here continuously.

The two most tolerant and forgiving Primarchs in the entire Eastern Front, namely the Lord of Macragge and the Lord of Redemption, have completely given up the honor of marching into Ullanor: Guilliman is leading most of the Ultramarines to diligently guard the Eastern Front, and the Raven King and his Legion are his helpers, wandering in the most dangerous battlefields. The casualty reports of the Raven Guards are enough to make people frown.

But Corax himself did not comment on the blood. He fully respected the opinions of the Terrans under his command, allowing those warriors who wanted to confront the greenskin army head-on to die on the battlefield with dignity, and use his own methods to win more and more dazzling victories.

Naturally, the Terran veterans within the Raven Guard Legion have a huge split. In the face of the majesty of the Primarch and the visible casualties, some less stubborn Terran veterans began to move closer to Corax, while those who are more stubborn chose their own destiny in the respect of the Raven King.

Of course, there are always some who can survive among these stubborn people, but the survival of hundreds of battles still cannot make them agree with Corax's ideas: the Raven King respects this, and he has never forced his descendants from beginning to end, which at least allows him and these remaining Terran stubborn people to communicate face to face.

Under the Primarch's moderate tension and relaxation, the Raven Guard Corps has never experienced any large-scale turmoil as some people worry or expect. The Raven King and his opponents seem to have reached some kind of implicit agreement: some stubborn Terrans gradually formed an independent army, and the Raven King acquiesced to their independence, but just replenished their supplies and provided them with seeds as usual.

In return, these [independent] fleets still obeyed the call of the Raven King, at least on the surface they were still relatively submissive to their Primarch. In this mild confrontation, the Raven Guard quietly completed a disintegration and rebirth: more warriors from Redemption Star and surrounding star systems have been added to the Legion's array, and their appearance has completely stabilized the Raven King's rule.

At least on the battlefield of Ullanor, the 19th Legion seems to have no and will not have any changes. They can fight side by side with the Ultramarines with all their strength, and free up other friendly forces to rush to the front line.

Chagatai Khan and Fulgrim are now each responsible for a flank line. They have promised to return to the main force before Ullanor: Khan is a solemn guarantee, and Fulgrim clearly does not want to miss the big show of Ullanor, but in any case, these two do not seem to break the contract.

In addition, Jonson and Morgan are the real core of the entire Eastern Front Legion. The Calibanite is called the commander, but he only leads a decapitation force made up of elite warriors from various legions to advance forward. Everything else is handled by his Avalon blood relatives: No one objects to this arrangement. Under Morgan's best efforts and Jonson's deliberate control, the casualties of the decapitation force are quite controllable.

But despite this, the power in Jonson's hands is not enough for him to launch a single offensive against the Ullanor system. He still needs to wait for more friendly forces to arrive: Coincidentally, the situation of Horus is the same. Although he and Jonson both hold huge power, compared with the greenskins in the Ullanor system, the warriors under the two primarchs are still too weak.

Jonson waits for the Emperor's Children and the White Scars to be summoned, and for Guilliman to squeeze out more troops from his teeth: Morgan dispatches these fleets while ensuring their unimpeded passage in the warp, and they will arrive one after another within a few weeks.

The same is true for Horus, but his configuration is obviously a step up: the reinforcements of the Wolf God will be the Emperor himself, as well as the two fully equipped Astartes Legions of the Blood Angels and the Death Guard and their Primarchs. The Imperial Fists are also on their way, and their warp jump is guaranteed by the Lord of Mankind.

When these people arrive, perhaps without the assistance of Jonson, Horus can take everything in Ullanor with his own strength: whether it is glory or the title of Warmaster, whoever can capture the fortress of King Urger will undoubtedly be able to take it into his pocket.

And Horus is this person.

"But I don't intend to do that."

The Wolf God put down the letter, and in front of him was his dusty Council of Four Kings.

He smiled at them, even though their descendants were confused.

"Yes, you heard it right."

"I have contacted Jonson, and we will launch an attack on Ullanor at the same time."

"... Why, my lord?"

It was Abaddon who stood up: of course only Abaddon.

"The reason is simple."

The voice of the Wolf God dissipated in the air of the ice cube of the Spirit of Vengeance.

"Because..."

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"I want the Warmaster."

"Not Ullanor."