Warhammer: Start with a dog

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*Because readers who have never read it will be interspersed with a general background explanation, this chapter still contains a lot of content about pre-war preparations and battlefield forces. If you don’t want to read it, you can skip and wait for subsequent chapters.

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Details of the situation and strategy in Cadia became confusing on the first day of the landings of Abaddon's Black Legion.

Although those who later survived the battle that led to the division of the empire described it as a battle in which the human empire and the Black Legion devoted all their strength, in fact, if someone with a heart can take it, If you carefully study enough recorded materials, you will find that from the beginning, the resources invested by the empire in this battle had a strange trend.

"I would call it 'shrinking defense'." Old God Honso commented on the spot while taking a sip of hot Leka coffee - you see, Vannas himself couldn't figure out where he got the Leka coffee from. The stuck coffee seems to be triggered in a very unreasonable way by just gathering specific keywords such as "office", "original body", "meeting" or "overtime". To be honest, this is what Guilliman believed in him. One of the reasons for the nonsense is that this skill is simply too out of place and too "Destined Steel".

And recently, under the oppression of Honso, poor Vannas also found himself serving others "Coffee with Gasteig Milk Reca", "Coffee with Hazelnut Syrup Reca" or "Coffee with Vanilla Sandwich Chocolate" "Biscuit's Reka Coffee" and other variations. The pharmacist secretly felt that if he gradually put more pressure on his Raven adjutants, maybe Vanus could finally complete the snack menu with coffee, then It might just be a delicious meal...a beautiful thing!

"It is better to call it passive resistance and fueling tactics, even if they have their own reasons." Guilliman did not have the euphemism of the Potion Master, and there was no one else here anyway. "No matter how you look at the group of insects on Terra, there are still some It’s good to have the existing manpower of Cadia to block Abaddon’s Thirteenth Black Crusade, but don’t expect us to invest more.”

"Hmm, in your opinion, sir, then why do they do this?"

"I am a human, not a god. Who knows what they think. The end of the first twelve expeditions and the survival of each empire may have given this group of mortal bureaucrats the illusion that Abaddon is just here every once in a while. They come to harass, but they can always be driven back... As long as they chase and intercept the survivors, and issue a few more extermination orders afterwards, for them, the empire has more than millions of worlds, and they can afford to lose it. As long as Terra is absolutely safe -" At this point, Guilliman showed a self-deprecating and sarcastic look on his face, "When I heard you say, my father's golden guards are actually ten thousand years old. When you didn't leave his palace, I really thought it was because you were not well-informed."

"Oh, what about now, my lord."

"...The fact that this empire can survive to the 40th millennium is an impossible miracle in itself. For this, I must pay tribute to the efforts of heroes and unknown heroes among mortals."

"I couldn't agree more, my lord."

"Hmm... Having said that, although I really don't like Alpha's sneaky actions, when they are on our side... Abaddon's master spy does a good job."

Cleverly hiding their figures behind the Eternal Will, Robert "Mercurius" Guilliman and Honso were watching the latest battlefield situation map on their own holographic sandbox on the Indomitable Star Fortress. There is a list of the latest multiple forces here sent back by the spies of the Black Legion.

"Not only did you do a good job..." The deep "Chuan" pattern appeared on the face of the thirteenth gene source, which showed devil's horns and curse tattoos but was still handsome if you looked closely. These additional decorations It just changed his handsomeness from elegant and divine to evil and divine, which is in line with other people's stereotypes of his current appearance. "We're even starting to see their high command meeting lists now... What is this, a seating chart?"

"Hmph... The danger of Alpha is that no one realizes their danger." Honso walked over with coffee in an interesting tone, "Aside from the local defenders of Cardia, who else will we encounter here?"

Guilliman casually touched the side of the holographic sand table with his scroll-wrapped gauntlets, and a seating map with the names and identities of the participants appeared in front of them. The document also had the letterhead of the Ministry of the Interior, like Got it from an officer's data pad.

"Let's see... Space Wolves and Dark Angels? Oh, no wonder there's a ceremonial seating chart." Honso made a sound that was close to mocking. "They're spaced far apart, wisely."

"Looking at the names, Owen Gaogang and Sven Bloodhowler are the wolf masters of the Iron Wolf and Firehowler companies respectively. There are many sons of Russ here."

"With all due respect, sir, the number of soldiers in the Dalian company now is not compared to your time. I don't think you can count them as a full-strength Dalian company. They might only have more than a hundred people."

"…Okay, then this is bad news for the defenders. Here, Dark Angels, Fourth Company, Captain Kraher, his strike cruiser is the Sword of Defiance."

"I remember that this ship was in the military situation table of both sides, but it crashed on the surface due to unknown reasons when it arrived." The war blacksmith began to enter new chess piece data.

"That's true, but judging from Hestian's scan results just now, the Dark Angels obviously did not evacuate it, and even planned to use it as their stronghold for defense."

"...I bet there was a problem on their ship, and this crash is probably related to the problem."

"Whatever their problems are, that's no reason for them to waste an entire company of Astartes troops and firepower in a place with little strategic value!"

Honso was sure that he heard the sound of the Thirteenth Primarch's back molars clicking together - ever since Guilliman accepted walking among the crowd in his current appearance, he seemed to be less and less conscious of hiding some of his little emotions. .

The Potion Master thought this was harmless, even good, and he would rather talk to an emotionally defective demon than to an emotionless statue.

The original body of the Ultramarines pointed with a hint of annoyance at the far side of the western wall of the Clough War Zone, the Delvian Canyon that he was now zooming in on, "There are only three thousand men of the Cardiian Guards Regiment that have just begun to be stationed here. Infantry! Defend the 30,000 men of the Voskani heavy armored regiment with vehicle artillery! In my opinion, placing this company of Dark Angels here can more effectively cause damage and consolidate the defensive posture. Apart from them, the western city wall. All the troops are gathered on the walls, and these fools are diverting all the air force to the decoy landing site set by Abaddon! I can't believe that anyone is wasting their ammunition and flight time!"

"At this point, this group of infantry and the bait at the landing site are abandoned by both parties in exchange for time and supplies." Hongsuo commented calmly, "Without additional support, probably the only role of this infantry is to hold down Wo The Skani Heavy Armored Corps has been fighting for some time. Their commander-in-chief is very decisive and believes in them. If the troops are not morale or determined enough, they will collapse or flee early just in the face of this situation. "

"Yes. Let's look at this again. Is this name the Sisters of Our Lady of Martyrs? Mother Eleanor? What is this? Is this the new organizational form of the Sisters of Silence?"

"Well... this is... the only armed force affiliated with the state religion. It is entirely composed of women. They are still called the 'Emperor's Daughters'. We have not encountered them yet, and they are also in contact with the Indomitable Very few, so you don’t know the information about them yet.”

"...Now? Since it is an armed force of the state religion, why do you only select women?"

"...During the Age of Apostasy, they were once called the 'Emperor's Bride' (the original body's face instantly turned so dark that water dripped from it)... All of them were women (Women) because they ended the chaos of the Age of Apostasy. In order to prevent the recurrence of what happened to High Lord Vandire, Pope Sebastian issued the "Edict of Taming", which does not allow the state church to have "Armed Men"."

"Absurd! Ridiculous blind faith! There are worms everywhere who play word games to exploit loopholes! These people should be punished and executed directly after a quick trial!" "Well, you are right, but that was thousands of years ago. It's over. Why don't we see who else is attending next? Ah, this is Thalia Dalvina, the chief investigator of the Gate of Cadia, the Rebellion Order of the Tribunal. Not surprisingly, Cadia. There will definitely be a resident inquisitor here, oh, and there is also this, Sage Coran of the Mechanicus. If I guessed correctly, a sage of his level should have a group of his own skitarii, but it will not be recorded on the surface. We can add this part of his force to the opposite side, but the Inquisition doesn’t have many frontal troops.”

"The Rebellion Order, if I remember correctly, the work of these so-called inquisitors is aimed at heretics."

"That's right. Abaddon is the biggest heretic leader in their eyes. After all, my lord, you and I are also heretics now. And here is the knight mecha belonging to the family of Baron Raven, who was not present but named. It's really good. I finally saw it. To some slightly bigger guys, but obviously that's all." Hongsuo also included these military forces in the latest deduction data.

"Wait a minute, doesn't Cadia have a corresponding forging world? They are the only fortress world stationed in the Eye of Terror! I can't believe it! The understanding of war in the minds of those insects is the most corrupt situation I can think of. Even worse! Where are the Titan Legions in the Cadia Forge World? Are they fighting against the Blackstone Fortress and the Expedition Fleet? They don’t have any other large combat machines to call upon?

"If I am not mistaken, my lord," Honso introduced a report from another smaller thinker, "their forge world Agrippina may not have enough time to take care of itself. And the original Titan Legion here is on another part of the planet. On the mainland, there was no time to get here. I think their commander has tried his best, because I also saw a name that would never obey the orders of a mortal commander except the Dark Angel and the Sisters. "

"I have a very deep understanding of Dorne's determination." A complicated sentiment appeared on the face of the Thirteenth Primarch at this moment, "The same is true for his descendants. But as far as I know, they are not stubborn yet. Not to that extent, they have been fighting well with their auxiliary troops, and they have also been very heroic in cooperating with mortals in the battle reports on Terra and the Solar System.”

"Well, after all these years, you see, this is the Black Templar after all, and the situation is much worse."

"What do you mean? I looked at the gene pedigree table you gave me. The Black Templars are still the descendants of Dorne, right?"

"Yes, Sigismund is their first Grand Marshal, and they are the son of Dorne who insists on watching the Eye of Terror."

"Why is it bad?"

"...The Black Templars have a very close relationship with the State Religion. In fact," Honso observed the face of the Thirteenth Primarch, "all members of the Black Templars are fanatically, I mean, truly religious fanatically believe that your father is a god."

"..." Guilliman closed his eyes and opened them again, "I don't mean to comment too much on my brother's son, so what does this have to do with them not obeying the commander's orders?"

"This means that they will be because Rejecting the commander's orders due to your father's religious fanaticism for the 'God Emperor'... especially strategic maneuvers, retreats, or retreats."

"... This is a siege! They can't not move themselves at all, and it's meaningless to simply defend!"

"But they are more likely to fight all of themselves in a chosen place, and sincerely believe that this is a supreme and glorious sacrifice and dedication. Your father will be happy for the blood and heads of the enemies they offer, as well as their own souls."

"I seem to be listening to the story of a blood god lord under Abaddon! Absurd!" The primarch's palm slammed heavily on the holographic sand table, and all the images shook. Hestia, one of the cherubim, hurried over to start repairing the equipment.

"No more?"

"There is also a band of brothers composed of the remnants and wounded of the Raven Guard and other different chapters, but I don't think they can provide fast and heavy firepower support beyond the defense of the city walls. So now there are more than six independent forces on Cadia..." Honso checked Abaddon's troops again, "All forces have been input, now assuming that their main headquarters can survive the shooting of the Eternal Will."

"Do you think they can survive?"

"I don't know, my lord, but I have a hunch that they can."

"Okay." The thirteenth Primarch pushed away two chairs, "Now, before the main guns are fired, let's make good use of the last time and start the military chess game. The Cadia defenders gather against the Abaddon fleet."

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This super-fast chess game is finally over.

After Honso leaned himself against the steel chair, the power armor collided with the backrest of the chair with a dull sound. The shiny beads of sweat are now densely covered on his entire head.

His head became hot, his head ached, and it was boiling like a broken reactor because of the too-fast calculations and being forced to keep up with the speed of the Thirteenth Primarch.

But he did it, he assisted Guilliman in completing the calculations.

Publicly, as his father's representative here, he couldn't let Robert Guilliman's airdrop capsule land alone in front of the southern fortress of the Krave War Zone. Although he did not agree with the rule of the Empire, he had benefited a lot from the Thirteenth Primarch in the auxiliary calculations and learning just now. He knew that if he let Guilliman fall here at this moment, it would be very harmful to himself from any angle, especially to his father's future plans; and privately, he didn't want to know if he stole Guilliman and lied to him, and then coaxed this loyal heir of the Emperor, and even tricked him into using such a bad disguise. Once the series of things were exposed - well - considering the proportion of the Ultramarines' daughter regiments in the current Astartes regiments in the galaxy - he still wanted to be a peaceful research pharmacist. Fighting and killing was really a waste of time.

Next.

He turned his gaze to the name of the faction they were assigned to "consume each other".

A very, very, very happy smile appeared on the corner of the Master of Alchemy's mouth.

Next, when the Eternal Will is fully charged, the battle will enter his favorite part. This time, with the help of the extremely angry Thirteenth Primarch, the outcome of the battle is really exciting.