Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

There are many battleships suspended outside the outer corridor of Terra's orbit. These battleships belong to three new Space Marine Chapters. The fleets of three Chapters gather in Terra's outer orbit, mixed with the same number. The huge Imperial Navy's Sun Fleet formed a huge war group that blocked the sky. They blocked the sky and almost blocked the sunlight in the entire western hemisphere of Terra.

The corridor on the track is shrouded in shadow. The entire corridor is completely illuminated by artificial light, and here are the Astartes of three battle groups. The company that has just completed the expedition mission and returned to Terra landed here first. On standby, coupled with the several companies that were originally here, this place has completely turned into a world of giants.

Burly extraordinary space warriors gathered here, and tall demigod supermen were walking everywhere. Mortal ground crews and maintenance personnel carefully avoided these tall space warriors. After all, it was difficult for them to notice the tiny mortals. If you are careful, you may be knocked down or even cause casualties.

But these are just mortals. The other group of people who entered here were completely different. The Astartes in the corridor retreated to both sides to salute when they arrived. The warriors from different battle group cultures used their own The way to express respect is as rugged and sincere as the Space Wolves, the serious etiquette of the Dark Angels, and the elegant civilization of the Ultramarines.

But everyone, without exception, expressed the same respect, paying tribute to the three Chapter Masters passing through the corridor, a Primarch and the Eternal Grand Marshal chosen by the Emperor.

Vito passed among the surrounding warriors. The warrior wearing a chain ax and a power sword lowered his head and placed his hand on his chest to make way for him. Vito nodded to them and passed by, looking up at the top of his head. The battleship flew over the long glass ceiling. It roared and pulled up from above, and the bright firelight instantly illuminated the place.

He continued walking and at the same time summarized what he had just learned. On the way here, he probably learned some information from the three "chapter leaders", although Vito still didn't like to call them chapter leaders. , To be honest, this is a strange group. Bell is okay, but Ragnar and Lancelot are the captains of the battle?

"Are these Primaris Space Marines?" Vito asked, scanning the warriors on both sides. Guilliman, who was walking beside him, also looked down at them. "The first batch of Primaris Space Marines created by Caul are officially listed. In the past two years, many war groups have received the first batch of Primaris warriors to supplement the heavy losses suffered at the climax of the Black Crusade."

"Of course, except for the few groups you saw, the Space Wolves and the Dark Angels firmly rejected my suggestion." Guilliman said with a wry smile, and the Primarch shrugged helplessly, "I will send the Primaris After the Space Marines were sent, their reaction was greater than I imagined.”

"You didn't use your majesty as a Primarch to spray them? Compared to me, I am a Primarch! If your father is not here, you all have to listen to me! Something like that?"

Vitor's words were full of sarcasm, Guilliman could hear it, but he immediately showed a self-deprecating smile, "I tried, but you know, my words have always been about the children of Leman Russ and Lion. It’s not easy, they will maintain superficial respect for me, but deep down, you know.”

"Ah, after all, he is their son, so it's not surprising."

Llane, Guilliman and Riemann have not dealt with each other since the Great Crusade. Llane and Guilliman were at odds over the position of Warmaster, while Riemann and Guilliman despised each other. The latter thought the former was a bastard. A rude savage, while the former thinks that the latter is a beautiful but good-for-nothing sissy.

In short, the tit-for-tat confrontation between the Primarchs meant that they could hardly reach a consensus on most issues, especially Lion and Russ. The legend of them fighting each other in front of two legions still has a long history. This also evolved the tradition of dueling when the two warbands met.

So yes, the conflicts between the Primarchs eventually spread to the Legion, and later the Chapter era. Although the Dark Angels, Space Wolves and Ultramarines did not hate each other, they did not like each other. So forget about them obeying Guilliman's orders.

"But in the end, the two war groups accepted Lord Guilliman's suggestion, or at least agreed to accept the Primaris warriors." Bell added on the side, he was also present at the time, remembering the explosive tit-for-tat, Kiri Mann faced off against Azrael from the Dark Angels and Logan from the Space Wolves.

"But it didn't last long. They did accept it, but the Knights refused to trust these "unidentified" outsiders, so later they thought of ways to fight the Primaris warriors back." Lancelot said slightly As he shrugged, he put his arm around his shoulders, and Ragna, who embodied the deep sense of brotherhood, came closer and spoke in a rough voice with his beard swaying.

"Those old diehards said that the Primaris warriors were not selected and trained according to the Chapter's traditions. I remember someone directly said that they were just Ultramarines dressed like us, sent by Guilliman to monitor us."

"So, the Mother Order of the Knights and the Wild Wolves sent all the Primaris warriors back, euphemistically known as the Chapter Expeditionary Force sent to help Lord Guilliman in his Indomitus Crusade, and then returned directly to Guilliman The adults are in charge.”

Lancelot and Ragnar worked together to make everything clear. Vito smiled evilly. Of course, he knew the real reason why the two Azrael and Logan did this. They were not stupid and would not refuse the support of living forces, but you know, both of their regiments have some "secrets". The Dark Angels always concealed the secrets of the Fallen Angels. The recruitment of the Inner Ring must also be selected from the regiment. The Dark Angels will certainly not accept a group of outsiders of unknown origin, not to mention that they were brought by Guilliman. What if he was spying on the secrets of the Fallen Angels, right? Once this secret is exposed, it will cause a devastating blow to the reputation of the Dark Angels and even Lion himself. Especially considering the almost well-known contradiction between Lion and Guilliman, so yes, the Dark Angels will never accept the Primaris Space Marines, and the reason for the Wolf Regiment is similar. The Space Wolves are not just the xenophobic culture of Fenris. Since the time of Leman Russ, the Space Wolves have kept the secret of the werewolves, the defects of their gene seeds, and this secret is related to the glory of the Chapter and the Wolf King, and must be kept to the death. Therefore, they will not accept the Primaris.

"But they are not stupid. Although they drove all the Primaris Space Marines back, they asked Cawl for the gene cultivation process of the Primaris Warriors. The Dark Angels and Space Wolves will train new recruits themselves, but anyway, they will never accept the ones I send."

Guilliman smiled helplessly, but considering that they finally accepted the existence of the Primaris Warriors, and would use this method to supplement the Chapter's manpower in the future, the overall outcome was still good.

"Ah, you know that group of old stubborn people, they don't trust anyone except their own people." Ragnar hugged Lancelot's shoulders. It is rare to see such a deep brotherhood between the Space Wolves and the Dark Angels.

"What about you? How did you two get kicked out together?" Vito asked, making Lancelot look weird. "Your words really hurt me." "Weren't we kicked out?" Ragnar immediately asked, adding salt to the wound, and added pepper, making Lancelot's expression even weirder.

"You still belong to your respective warbands, but you were just sent out, so I don't think this is kicked out." Bell immediately took up the topic and made up for Ragnar's idiotic speech, although Vito could see that Lancelot was not sad.

Knight Caliban shrugged, patted his sword with a slightly bitter smile, "Well, anyway, I have never been happy in the warband, and I have never been able to integrate after returning, so it's good to come out."

"Ha! That's because you finally became a normal person. After hanging out with me for a long time, I finally understand that your group's silence, can't talk too loudly, and all kinds of secret rules that need to be followed are stupid." Ragnar shouted proudly, his voice was extremely loud.

"Now we can get rid of those old stubborn people and do what we want! Isn't it great? I've long thought about kicking that old guy Logan and being the war captain myself. How much fun it would be."

"Ragnar, being the war captain is an honor, you can't take it as..." "Okay, Bell, you're boring again!"

Vito smiled at him and then turned to Bell. He glanced at the three warriors on both sides of them, "How many people do you three weirdos have?" "Three thousand people in each regiment, according to the organization of the Holy Scripture Regiment, it is about the number of three regiments." "Ah! Bell, you're yelling again That's the Holy Code. "

The original author of the Holy Code smiled and said to Vito, "The first batch of Primaris warriors who came to Terra for support and those born later totaled 100,000, most of whom have been incorporated into various chapters. Only more than 10,000 people from the Dark Angels, Space Wolves and Imperial Fists were sent back. "

"Imperial Fists?" "Do you really think that Dorn's sons will accept these new warriors?"

Guilliman's question made Vito laugh. Indeed, with Dorn's iron-like stubborn character, how could he accept these warriors who suddenly appeared and were forced to be forced on him without any understanding? Similarly, the Imperial Fists, who perfectly inherited his character, were the same. It is estimated that the Imperial Fists' sub-groups such as the Black Templars and the Crimson Fists would have similar situations.

But they are not stupid. It is estimated that the method they chose is to train new recruits themselves like the Dark Angels and Space Wolves, so the first batch of these unlucky Primaris warriors can only be sent back in a package.

"They are now led by Captain Eisenstein, no, now it should be called Chapter Captain Eisenstein. The Fists of Dorne left Terra to assist in the outer battles, so they are not here now. Captain Loken also went with them." Bell made timely supplements as always.

"So, you three weirdos have established a chapter now? I'm curious about what weird names you have given your regiments?" Vito folded his arms and glanced at the three people beside him as if watching the fun. The first one to speak was of course Ragnar. He put his arm around Lancelot's shoulders and patted his chest confidently.

"Mine is called Black Mane Wolf. How about it? Awesome." Ragnar announced loudly. As long as you look at Ragnar, you will understand that the name of this chapter comes from his thick black hair and beard. This is also the tradition of the Space Wolves Chapter. Their company names will change with the captain of the time.

Lancelot beside him also smiled and followed up, "The Sword of Order, this is the name of my regiment. Chapter Commander Azrael helped me get it. Before Lord Ryan was found by the Emperor, the knight The name of the group.”

Since that guy Azrael helped him name the war group? Well, it seems that at least he himself is not so repulsive to the Primaris warriors, as well as Lancelot, who has various discords within the war group.

Vito smiled and waited for Bell to speak. After clearing his throat, he was quite serious and serious, just like he always did, and Ragna immediately began to stick out his tongue and ridicule his boring seriousness.

"Warrior of Truth, my lord, this is the advice given to me by Lord Guilliman." "My pleasure, Bail." "No, my lord, it is my pleasure."

Bael and his father complimented each other, although the former seemed more emotional, and Guilliman smiled and shrugged at Vito, Bael was still so serious, all the time, even making his father feel a little embarrassed.

"How did you three lead the war group for two years without being destroyed? I'm not telling you, you three are really good at leading a team."

"Hey! I was also the captain of the battle team back then, okay?" Ragna immediately took up the conversation, and Vito immediately countered, "I remember that you didn't do anything but rush up with everyone in one group. Apart from that, he is indeed a good captain.”

"If Roman hadn't assisted you back then, your team would probably have a small dozen a day and a dozen every three days. They would all go to the priest to get medical cards on the weekends."

Vito's sarcasm made Ragnar smile with his fangs exposed. He waved his hand after a moment, "Roman came out with me, and some of my old friends from back then. They are helping me manage the war group, so I can just keep chopping and chopping.”

"I also received a lot of advice from Captains Loken and Eisenstein, especially Captain Loken. Without him, I would not have been able to do it." Lancelot continued to say from the side, and according to the order, it was quickly It was Bell's turn, and he was as serious as ever.

"I also received some advice from Captain Mikael and even Lord Guilliman himself. While strictly abiding by the Holy Code, I quickly sorted out and understood how to run the Chapter. This is a very outstanding book. guide, Ragnar, you really should"

"Ah! Don't listen, Bell is chanting!"

Ragnar howled, and Vitor and Bell looked at each other and smiled bitterly. He seemed to have completely ignored the presence of a Primarch, and howled in front of Guilliman, which made Guilliman With a smile, he thought of the happy years before, when he had just joined the Great Expedition, and the same was true for Riemann and Lane, when they were all together before there was any estrangement between brothers.

"Ragnar, what are you yelling about?" Roman interrupted him coming from a distance. The Space Wolf, wearing the company commander's armor and carrying a long sword at his waist, came up to him. Following a captain of the Swords of Order, they came towards Ragnar and stopped.

"Oh! Roman, tell me what our wolf cubs are doing? Are they busy beating people up?" Ragnar asked eagerly, and Roman nodded to Guilliman and Vitor before responding to him, He seems to be more polite and much calmer and more reliable than Ragnar.

"Why are you thinking about fighting again? Are you green-skinned?" "Why else? Reciting poetry? Like some guy who likes to recite holy scriptures?" Ragnar's strange aura made Bell laugh angrily. He stood with one hand on his hip.

Roman smiled helplessly at Bell and shrugged, "You are lucky today. The monthly glory competition between the Sword of Order and the Black Mane Wolf is here. We and the brothers of the Sword of Order are selecting players from each other, I guess."

"Whatever you choose! Just the two of us, let's go, let's go, we are the captains of the chapter, let's fight." Ragnar excitedly dragged Lancelot forward, who had a look on his face. He looked at Guilliman and Vito with a wry smile, and the latter two nodded at him with smiles that were not too big a deal.

"I wish you a happy fight." Vito shouted, adding fuel to the fire. After hearing this, Ragnar raised his fist and howled. The wild wolf warriors around him raised their heads and howled. The two warriors gathered behind them and walked away.

Roman looked at them and smiled bitterly, then nodded to Guilliman and Vitor, and then followed them. Bell also crossed his arms and looked at them, "I'd better follow, and I'll make sure no one breaks their bones tonight." "

"Then I wish you good luck and host the cat-dog war." "Ha, I'm glad you're back, Vito, see you later." Bell said and left with Guilliman's nod of approval, watching Bell leave. , Vito turned to look at Reina and Cole behind him who had been chatting with each other. As captains, they obviously had many topics in common, and it was even said that they met and hated each other.

"Bell takes Reyna to find out the situation, and Guilliman and I will talk alone." Vito said and looked at Guilliman, who looked at each other and nodded in agreement with Cole, then The reporter then left after saluting Reina and retreating. The two chatted happily and walked away.

Along with Ragnar and Lancelot, Bael took away the remaining warriors, and soon only Vitor and Guilliman were left in the entire corridor, and Sicarius, of course.

"Sicarius, go find Bell and watch the excitement. Vito and I will chat alone for a while." "As you command, sir, please contact me at any time if you need anything."

Sicarius nodded and stepped back. He held his helmet and walked past Vito. Now, only the two of them were left. Guilliman looked down at the armor on Vito and smiled before tilting his head to the side.

"Come on, let's talk."