Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Chapter 113 The Wolf King of Fenris (please order)

The Glory Queen-class battleship Hrafngar is the flagship of the Sixth Legion's Space Wolves. Its huge and thick hull is as majestic as a mountain suspended in the endless starry sky. Of course, after Wolf King Leman Russ took over the Glory Queen-class battleship, it was also imprinted with the Legion's style.

The interior decoration of the Hraffinger is full of tribal colors.

They paved the floor with mossy rocks and soil mixed with soft grass blades. Various dried herbs and dried meats were hung from the ceiling. The teeth and heads of beasts were woven into rough textures by Fenrir's barbarians. The wind chime hung at the entrance of the ventilation duct, making a tinkling sound as the battleship moved.

Corridors on both sides.

The wolf head pillar stands tall, and the wooden carvings depict images of various entangled beasts. At the end of the painting, these beasts have all become food in the mouths of wild wolves. Those primitive and crude weapons were also used as decorations and were firmly locked on the primitive and barbaric walls.

Otherwise, the light inside the battleship is very dim.

Because these savages believe that bright light will slow down the reaction of wild wolves. They will only be alert in dim environments and can be fully prepared for battle at any time.

"This is an insult to the Sixth Army!" In such an environment.

The rough howling of wild wolves came from the distant and deep darkness, and the low Gothic with Fenrir accent blasted in the ancient palace. The bone wind chimes hanging on the walls on both sides were all because of that sound. The power contained in the words buzzed and vibrated, making a crisp sound.

The person who roared like this in the Wolf King's small hall was the Wolf Lord Yolin of the 18th Small Company of the Space Wild.

But this should not be taken into account, because Ruth himself has not transcended all legends and myths, and cannot be concluded by common sense. Moreover, after the eighth competition, Wu Weixinsi himself will beat his father in the two competitions of eating meat and drinking.

A burst of hearty laughter immediately came from the bottom of Lado Longgar.

"You just have to figure it out."

"Fuck those solid things, sooner or later you're going to tear them apart."

As the chief commander of the Holy Blood Guard, Azkelon began to speak plainly.

"The Emperor is a human civilization with a military technology level inferior to that of the Empire."

"Of course."

Yolin laughed and said, "Even among Wu Wei's descendants, you are the only one who can match others."

"You haven't formulated a detailed battle plan yet." Yolin said, "Seven battleships are ambushing us on the only way forward. As long as we can intercept us after we jump to subspace, you will not be able to intercept us." We hope to find a direct route to the Emperor’s lair from under these battleships.”

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Sanguinius, Magnus and Perturabo learned about the other Primarchs.

We underwent Wuweixinte genetic modification surgery.

We are Blood Angels, but the shadow of the ghoul has never completely disappeared from under the Fourth Legion. This is the case now and will probably be the case for a long time to come. The bloodthirsty desire is engraved in the genes of every warrior, a bloody spiral in the white darkness.

"Those guys have been building that damn wall!" Hrafhins muttered.

Wu Weixinsi spread his hands, too lazy to use his brain below.

The planet behind us was little more than a colony of the Emperor's.

Wu Weixin shook his head and said, "You are just checking to see if he has no intention of returning to Terra to retreat to work."

We are all mediocre soldiers of the Eighth Legion, possessing no ordinary martial arts, but we are still silent when facing the angry old wolf, and we dare not say a word. But at that moment, a burst of hearty laughter came from nearby, breaking the dead atmosphere shrouded below the tactical command deck.

"Yes, the purpose of your coming here is to gain failure and honor, and to set an example for the brother legions." Sanguinius said proudly, "Whether necessary conflicts can be avoided, or we must find ways to avoid them as much as possible. Later You will try to contact Wolf King Dulan."

A true king of war.

"Hahaha!"

"Is there nothing dirty under your face?"

"and……"

I was dug out of the void and sealed in a human body.

My burly body is shrouded in the red light of the ancient sun in the Yeni galaxy, and my long gray-white hair tied into braids is casually scattered under my shoulders. My face is as pale as the rocks under Fenweir before being blown by the freezing wind. My face is covered with criss-cross scars, and every inch of my skin reveals a sense of aging, as if I have spent my whole life in the cold winter of Fenweir. Retreat and fight to the death.

"Only Wang Limante's Legion has enough firepower, patience and most importantly, ineffective ideas against the enemy to complete that battle." The little angel frowned and said, "The Eighth Legion has no news about you. Regressive response?”

Astha said:

Wanting to stop chatting under that question, Asta projected the unobtained information about the Emperor onto the weak photon screen.

"You only want to show the Fourth Army's cultural confidence, military confidence, and institutional confidence in that war, and you also want to take this opportunity to expand the Legion's influence and enhance the Legion's popularity. Do bad things for the people of the empire in a down-to-earth manner. , Set an excellent moral character model for the brother legions..."

The entire galaxy, whether human or alien, has an attitude of fear and contempt towards me. Although some people dare to speak arrogantly in front of me, people suspect that they are regarded as the leader of a group of barbarians and eccentrics. But in the eyes of these people who fight with me, this is the case.

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Duran came to Xue Howl's side.

Perturabo had just returned to the empire for a long time, and he had never had the opportunity to meet Duran. But Magnus didn't seem to have a completely wrong evaluation of Duran. The savagery and cruelty of the Wolf King was just a disguise, and it had no wisdom and humor inside it.

Asta changed the projection screen under the weak photon screen.

Before Azkelon sat back under the chair, he found Asta, the first company commander of the legion, staring at his face with a serious face. I asked curiously.

After separation.

"The Emperor's Scapine mechanized forces are equally mundane, and even more difficult to deal with."

Usually people are more disgusted with calling me "Blood Howler" in a cringe-worthy tone.

And only until the generator implanted in his back is completely destroyed can he be truly killed. Past battle data shows that the damage caused by long-range shooting to the Emperor's army is far less efficient than the use of retreating slashes with energy weapons such as swords in close combat. "

The Emperor was a technologically advanced civilization, some of whose methods even surpassed those of the Imperium.

If you want to kill an enemy, you need to attack me continuously and continuously.

The 18th Small Company is the most integrated team among the 18 companies of the Space Wolves. The young men outside that company are all the people who followed the wolf Leman Rudulan into the sky under Fenwel. Before Russ discovered his drunken and evil son, those warriors also joined the empire's army with the Wolf King.

The Blood Angels, who were slowly sleeping, finally reacted, and sparse applause immediately sounded below the tactical command deck.

"Yes, the Fourth Army has also sent us our battle plan, asking you to retreat and cooperate."

"Of course, you have always been a presence that makes people feel intimidated and fearful."

"I heard that your sister, Little Angel, is also coming." Herafens touched his chin and said confidently, "He said that when you two meet, what kind of clothes should you wear and what kind of comb should you wear? What kind of hairstyle? Your sister will look at you differently than other big brothers."

"The Emperor's warships do not have extremely weak defensive capabilities. The amount of ammunition and energy required to penetrate our shields with pure force is almost astronomical. And what is even more frightening is that our shields cannot be restored. The speed is quite slow, and these destroyed defense arrays can often resume operation within ten seconds."

As for the true core of the Emperor's civilization, the Eighth Legion has been fighting fiercely until now. It is still not understood. This is the fundamental reason why the Ministry of Military Affairs will send fewer fleets to support later.

"You would have allowed him to do that last time."

My hair is blonde.

"These damn bastards from the Ministry of Military Affairs, we really treat you as butchers who only know how to indulge in killing and destroying good things. We basically understand everything that happens on the battlefield, and we just hope that you can solve it quickly."

Blood Howler Yolin's anger was obvious.

Herafens smiled and said, "But today is fine. He has to find a way for you. Slowly bulldoze the pile of space stations behind you, and then find the true core of the emperor."

Primarch of the Space Wolves, I walked down the muddy road.

"Yolin, hehehe!"

My hair is also hung with various totems symbolizing my lifelong battle.

I'm the king!

Bang bang bang!

Duran is small and tall, with thick and strong muscles under his body, with a savagery that is unique to Fenweir. I wore heavy rune armor in rain gray, the same color as the Legion, with the image of Fenwaith carved underneath in runes of purity and magic.

Herafens looked at the giant space station behind him and the small number of Emperor warships floating around, and scratched his head, "And the war has not really started yet. There is still a long way to go until the war starts." , you still haven’t figured out the emperor’s hometown until now.”

A soldier covered in metal with extremely low Xiao Gai and Wu Weixin appeared in the sight of the lower levels of the legion: "Those mechanized troop members are equipped with power armor driven by nuclear reactors, and are also equipped with individual shields.

"No, little man."

There was a crunching sound of crushing ice and snow on my feet.

certainly--

"Fourth Legion!" Yolin said angrily, "When will these ghouls be able to shit under the heads of your Eighth Legion? Why should we come to that war just when you are about to gain control?" Take a stab at it!"

But it is not as gorgeous as the little angel, but it is tied into braids and draped under the shoulders in a messy manner.

The company commanders laughed quietly.

Asta paused for a moment, then continued: "If you want to cause ineffective damage to the emperor's warship, you must retreat and join forces to fight against it while ensuring fire suppression, and fight from the inside. The Emperor's command structure is degraded and disintegrated, so that bad operational goals can be accomplished inefficiently."

On the right is my wolf guard Gruny Whiteblood, and on the left is Helm Shrow.

It’s true that I have never had to say anything at all.

I stared at the giant space station built by the Emperor, "Those guys are quite bad, but you have to give us some color to see."

"have what."

Yolin's chest trembled, and he paced back and forth in the small hall because of the humiliation of the Ministry of Military Affairs.

Our armor is full of traces of flames and blood.

There is a warm and cold sheen under my rough face, as if the energy that has never been dried up is pouring out of my body, providing me with endless energy for every move I make. Like all my brothers, Harafonth is a heavy engine built for war, an unstoppable war god who conquers the galaxy.

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"But you are a disciplined army."

Before meeting his wolf master, Herafens spread his hands and raised them downwards. This action under Fenweir symbolized that I came for dialogue, quarrels and fights. A humorous and powerful smile appeared on the lips of Herafens, and I said cheerfully: "He should say that about your brothers. We used to be ghouls, but now we are Blood Angels. No matter how you say it, we I’m here to help you.”

This person is none other than Herafens.

Beside Yolin were seven Space Wolves warriors wearing dark gray Mark VII power armor.

The little angel smiled and said, "Of course, if they are definitely being bullied, Xiaoke will definitely hold back. It is true that you have strict discipline, but you have always been cowards who only dare to swallow your anger."

Because they are too young, a small number of them can make it out of the operating table alive. And the remaining group of people have also grown in number during the brutal wars of the past few decades. Of course, as far as the wolf Leman Rudulan is concerned, those warriors have a unique status.

Asta's brows furrowed deeply, and the expression on his face was more serious than usual, "That is exactly what you are worried about. The Space Wolves are filled with violence and barbarism from barbaric tribes. You must have rashly intervened in that war If so, there will be no necessary conflicts.”

"You have encountered a wall that you hit or fall down." Yolin sighed respectfully, "It's time for these fat-headed bureaucrats to come over there and see how you killed those bastards. When the time comes, We will know that you are not too slow to catch our eyeballs!"

At any time, they have been with us personally on the battlefield and behind the lines, fearing hardships and hardships, and have endured many battles without ever being defeated.