Warhammer: Start with a dog

Soltarn W. Bronn opened his eyes to the distant, noisy, unpleasant quarrel.

The old stonemason sighed deeply: Every second, every minute and every day he stays here will show from all aspects the beauty of the Iron-Blooded Ship with the father of the gene at his command, and how different it is from the life above. What a peaceful and happy retirement life.

Even if he might have to face Rogal Dorn from time to time or help lead those mixed-race bastards from time to time, it would be better than this - but Honso still deserves to die.

But the Stoneforger, who has been fighting in the Iron Warriors Legion from Olympia to the Siege of Terra, is not a sad and sentimental little girl. He only showed a look of nostalgia on his face for a second, and then carefully put it away. Go into the deepest part of your heart, at least it’s not time yet...

A face covered by a breathing mask, with cold eyes and no expression, re-represents his image here.

Yes, here, Medlengard, the current nominal new home planet of the Iron Warriors, is not as good as Olympia. It is not even comparable to half the hangar of the Iron Blood.

Soltarn walked out of the door of his lounge. What he saw made him want to sigh deeply again, but he held it back.

In the Eye of Fear, even a slight sign of fatigue or weakness such as a sigh may lead to a coveting of all the weapons and equipment on him or a more direct test attack.

Due to severe lack of supplies and almost no effective production capacity (Iron Warriors are much better in this regard, but Soltarn personally believes that without the governance of the Iron Lords, these production capacity levels are extremely low and limited) in the Eye of Terror. Each set of Terminator armor in the hands of the Chaos War Gang may have the blood and bone fragments of dozens of previous owners, and maybe there are also the remnants of the stretched human face and soul attached to it, emitting eternal wails. As a very fashionable decoration that is highly accepted among the four powerful believers, although Soltarn is not wearing a Terminator, the maintenance and rarity of his current equipment are enough for him to be designated as a Terminator. Target.

Well, it is such a harsh living environment, and in the end, there are very few warbands who still have the normal thinking ability and organizational skills to sign an agreement with the Black Mechanicus or other rare chaos suppliers (?). In most cases, they fall into The life of the Chaos Space Marines is actually quite insecure. Ah, this refers to those who have not yet given themselves wholeheartedly to the four powerful men. After all, the Death Guard, for example, miraculously maintained its legion, so As a quite generous force, the success of the Red Pirate King Luft Huron in the Maelstrom was not even heard of by Soltarn.

How insecure is it? For example, it is no exaggeration to say that just for a mouthful of clean water, the two sides can start a life-and-death battle, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. In addition to pleasing some gods, what does it mean to the living people? What does it do? Therefore, as an old stone mason who has fully understood everything that happened before and after his genetic father became a demon, it is understandable that he hates Fulgrim, the Emperor's Children and their gods very much. Well, this has nothing to do with deceiving and attacking him. The father of genes has another account, and Soltarn remembers them all.

"Now, someone tell me, what happened here?" The stone forger's voice with a breathing mask was extremely unique, immediately interrupting the commotion taking place in the open space outside the fortress tower. "I remember I just told you, do as I say and don't interrupt my meditation service."

Almost immediately after discovering that he had somehow returned to Medlengard, Soltarn took advantage of the unexpected and his greatly enhanced natural strength-to launch a lightning raid on the nearest war fortress and Factory complex, and single-handedly beheaded the original war blacksmith and his loyal men here, and immediately renamed this place under his name - yes, Soltarn W. Bronn could not have done it alone. This, despite his rich experience, thousands of years of experience fighting aliens and similar species, a power ax with full energy, a gravity pistol with full energy, and a brand new Mark XII type power armor that is full of black technology ( This model number was the answer Soltan once boldly asked the father who had retained his original body).

But Soltarn, the "Earth Ruler" who has the ability to communicate with mountains, rock formations and the earth's crust and make them move on their own, can.

This nickname, which seemed too normal and grand even among the wizards of the Chaos warband, was first coined by his men who witnessed his miraculous power during the battle to capture this fortress, when all remaining survivors finally They all held their weapons and knelt down on one knee, lowering their heads to express submission and surrender to the old stonemason who was held high on his head by the activated mountain range like a giant dragon turtle.

After all, this is too scary. Think about it, when you find that as long as you are still standing on the ground under your feet, you will be swallowed up by the giant mouth of the rock that suddenly appears, eaten alive, become a living gun target, or have blood everywhere. Splashing like Iron Maiden-style stone sculptures, and if you go one step further, you happen to live in a fortress carved and built into the rock on a mountain, oh--

Surrender to such a great level of sorcerous power in the Eye of Terror is not an act of immorality or cowardice - as long as you do not believe in the Blood God - but when your leader and his guards are squeezed twice by the rocks, After being dried into meat paste and deformed metal cans, it obviously seemed like a good choice to immediately take refuge with such a powerful emerging wizard.

Although the attire of this wizard who seemed to have just had an adventure really looked... too pseudo-imperial and uncomfortable, Soltarn W. Bronn was not in Medlengard either. What a nobody, so the other Chaos Space Marines suppressed their curiosity and began to clean up the aftermath as their new master had asked.

Although he is completely uninterested in entering the power structure and the center, the old stonemason has followed the Iron Lord and the City Breaker for so long, and he still has all the knowledge that every veteran from the Rebellion era can learn from the beginning. Theory and wisdom.

In the end, it didn't take him much effort to gather and prepare a fortress. Some of the thorns that made him unhappy were dealt with decisively. Due to his neat death, he was also called the "merciful ruler of the earth".

When he took inventory of the dungeon, he found that there were rare living prisoners inside, which seemed to be the result of the fortress's previous blacksmith's last raid on an imperial planet. There are mortals, both men and women, all young people, most of whom might have been destined to be factory slaves, servitors, sacrifices, or the worst kind of place, breeding farms.

But now Soltarn arrives, and their fate begins to move toward an unknown possibility.

The Stoneforger turned his eyes to the mortal boy who had just made a great movement in the dust of the slave pens and attempted to attack the Chaos Astartes.

The latter's originally firm and unyielding eyes became increasingly angry after seeing the old stonemason's "normal empire style" power armor that was incompatible with the surrounding styles, the human skull on his breastplate that represented purity, and those still shining golden ribbons. .

"You traitor!" he shouted hoarsely, "You have joined them! The Emperor will not forgive you!"

"I don't need His forgiveness either, kid."

Soltarn narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the boy wearing the uniform of Chuji Academy.

"what's your name?"

"My name is Samuquan! Tragic degenerate!" the boy replied sternly.

Gua.

Why do I start to cough and have a sore throat...