Warhammer: Start with a dog

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"We must immediately determine how to split up."

Since some of the people present had powers given to them before they were born, or had cursed blessings from resurrection, or had extra gifts from their genetic fathers - in short, everyone had their own secret ability to think at high speed, so after a few dozen seconds of communication that mortals could not understand, this battlefield meeting (which only involved a disguised heir of the emperor, a living saint, a primarch's personal pharmacist, and an unmentionable imperial hero) ended, and then Saint Celestine flapped her holy wings again and flew into the air, taking Genevieve with her to the interior of Fort Krave. She had to find the commander of the Supreme Castle as soon as possible, tell him the news of the reinforcements, and prevent the defensive turrets on the city wall from accidentally firing at other units.

Dantioch took his main force to the southern city wall to resist the ground attack of the Black Legion as originally planned, and waited for Saint Celestine to send a signal to Honso that he could enter the city.

As for the Black Templars, due to the sudden appearance of the Space Wolves, Honso only had time to complete the surgery for nine of them. Fortunately, Marshal Amaritch and several veterans were among them, so Honso tore off the cloak he had been wearing from the beginning to now before they woke up. Guilliman saw that it was a white Apothecary Power Armor with a silver skull pattern on the left shoulder on a black background, and a red positive spiral logo on his right shoulder, and a white and gold skull and light pattern on his chest.

"... Don't tell me you originally wanted to dress like this..." Mercury could almost guess at a glance that this nephew who was full of tricks must have planned to tinker with something extra.

"Well... I thought that if there were a lot of wounded people from all over the place, I could take more samples, but it seems that I have to use them here first..." The master of the potion muttered, and began to walk towards the awakened Black Templars.

"..."

"Oh, it would be easier for me to use the pharmacist's posture to give the initial guidance and tell them what to do. After all, time is tight now, and we have to let them guard the others who haven't woken up yet and don't run around."

"Wait a minute, you let them guard here?" Robert Mercury Guilliman frowned.

"You and I will go to meet the Space Wolves, my lord. You don't want the Black Templars to fight them, do you? With the suspicion and revenge of the Sons of Russ, the stubbornness and unyielding fight of the Black Templars, it would be mild if both sides don't beat each other's brains out."

"...It's an incredible era. The warriors are proud to be loyal to the same name, but they still attack each other. Can you keep up with my movement and combat speed? I mean, you are a pharmacist."

"Dear uncle, the exclusive pharmacist of the Iron Blood and the Father of Genes will not let you down."

"Don't call me dear uncle, Honso, or I'll have you hang on the highest spire of Macragge's Glory and recite the 'Poems of Praise to Macragge' for us."

So, after a passionate speech that gradually changed Marshal Amaritch's eyes from blank to firm, the Black Templars raised their expeditionary dragon tail battle flag here and promised to hold on until the two "commanders" who went to gather the "Space Wolves who acted without authorization" came back to arrange follow-up matters.

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“According to my understanding of the character and style of the former descendants of Rus, they are like a pack of wolves that are never satisfied. Once they set their sights on a target, they will never give up the pursuit of Dantioch, and they will not be easily persuaded. —— Moreover, Dantioch has disappeared from the records of the Empire for nine thousand years. We can't find any arguments that can convince them in this besieged place. ——Don't look at me like that. The people in front of us are Space Wolves. If I infer their current thoughts based on my understanding ten thousand years ago, I will be very disappointed even if I say that I am Robert. ·Guilliman's presence is probably useless! Unless I can immediately pull Leman Russ in front of them from somewhere! "

"Oh, my lord, I am glad that you finally realized the nature of war in this era. It is impossible to defeat another ocean with only the battleships on the ocean. You really adapt quickly and are pleasant to get along with. I think this is also well reflected in your descendants. "The pharmacist's words seemed to carry a little nostalgia and a little smile, which made Guilliman, as the Primarch, feel a little bit of hair on his back.

"I think there is still a lack of decoration on the spire of Macragge's Glory."

As they were talking, Hongso jumped to the ground and stretched out his hand to tidy up his instrument-they were here, and he represented the newest Fourth Legion and "their" regiment to some extent. He didn't want anything to make people feel too rude, even if the opponent was the Space Wolves.

And, the short-distance sprint speed of the Primarch just recorded was really fast. He thought. This is a unique record. I may be the first to do this!

On the other side, most of the vehicles carrying the members of the Space Wolves' Iron Wolf Company had also arrived. On both sides of the turret of the leading Predator tank were hung their Wolf Lord, Owen Gaogan. At this moment, he and his adjutant Ero Bearclaw were observing the two presumptuous guys who stirred up a cloud of dust on the ground at an incredible speed and stood in front of their majestic wolf armored force.

When they saw clearly that the guy who seemed to be a Space Marine pharmacist jumped out of the other's arms, Owen Gaogang spoke first.

"Damn it, these two blasphemous Chaos things are not having an affair, are they? Followers of the Prince of Darkness? He actually used this tribe's way of sandwiching women to escape, and the other one actually accepted it! The thought of him having undergone genetic surgery and wearing power armor like the rest of us makes me itch all over."

"Then you can shake yourself off. I mean, you know, shaking yourself off can make this feeling go away."

"That's it." Owen Gao Gang muttered, and the muscles that controlled him shook from beginning to end. "Let's go," he said. "It seems that these two guys have something to say to us."

"Why listen to their nonsense? After listening, you have to pick out your ears, fire a volley and then charge, and that's it."

"Ha!" Although Errol Bearclaw's tone was very relaxed, and Owen was indeed amused, the Wolf Lord was not Bloodclaw. He jumped down, and other warriors had begun to disperse and form a siege, and they were very cautious, "Here But there are still many wizards, so he must be able to come here alone. Let’s find out for ourselves what is going on in his head.”

"You mean..." Erro blinked, suddenly realizing, and exposed his canine teeth. Then the adjutant reached out and took down his battle ax, and jumped out of the car and walked over with Owen.

It wasn't until they stood in front of these two weird heretics that Owen Gao Gang realized that things might not be as simple as he thought.

The Wolf Lord's nose was twitching. Owen was no longer young, and some white hair had begun to appear in his hair. He twitched his nose and looked back and forth doubtfully at the red-armored demon champion surrounded by long scrolls. Then he glanced at the pharmacist who seemed quite "loyal" in confusion.

"Owen Gaogan, the wolf master of the Iron Wolf Company of the Space Wolves." Honso introduced to Guilliman, "The person next to me is... um... Errol Bearclaw."

Evidently, his act of revealing the visitor's identity upon meeting had aroused some hostility, and Erro growled lowly and defensively, placing his weapon to his chest.

"What kind of witchcraft is this? Are you a scourge? Do you want to curse us after knowing our names? Lord Wolf, we should also call the wolf priest. This kind of transformation thing is too cunning."

Honso was not angry about this. He just looked at the two Space Wolves with a smile. If Errol Bearclaw had a mane at this moment, it would probably have all been raised. Even so, they could see it. The beard of this majestic bear warrior stood on end.

"There's something very wrong between you two." Owen said suddenly, and then he struck "Mercurius" with an ax without any warning.

"Hey!" The Thirteenth Primarch had already put himself out of the attack range of the Wolf Lord when he blurted out this complaint, and Errol Bearclaw immediately followed up and was very vigilant about Honso.

The Potion Master shrugged. "I'm just a pharmacist, Wild Wolf. You don't know what a pharmacist does, do you?"

"If you are possessed by this demon, cousin," snapped Aero, "just stand there and pray to the Holy All-Father and Ruth!"

"At this moment, I suddenly felt that there was nothing more terrifying than hearing Russ's name preceded by 'holy' and 'pray to him'." Guilliman had already ducked behind the Wolf Lord and was trying to use his elbow. The blow knocked him down, and with the first blow, the wolf's skull let out a roar like a roar from his throat, and he turned around and brandished the axe.

"Can't you just say it?" Hongsuo looked at the gradually shrinking encirclement of the Space Wolves and their vehicles.

"I have no intention of killing!" Guilliman shouted, "but the Sons of Russ are too strong to withstand the blows!"

With the second blow, Owen Gaogang began to stagger, and Errol Bearclaw roared and rushed up. Then he was kicked dozens of feet away by a solid kick, and slid a few more feet on the sand. Just stopped.

With the third blow, Guilliman finally caught the temporarily unconscious Wolf Lord, and then led Owen into the armored cluster of wild wolves amid the low growls and puzzled and wary eyes of the wild wolves.

"It's time for us to come on stage." Honsuo followed and walked over, not forgetting to ask the wild wolves to carry Eero over, "First of all, perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation..."

"What are you muttering about? I didn't suffocate them."

"I don't know about this, but that's what the "Space Wolf Treatment Procedure (Park Edition)" says, saying that this can greatly improve the success rate and prognosis."

"Okay. Wake him up quickly..."

Hongsuo placed his ejected medical gauntlet on the top of the wolf master's neck. The wild wolves around him were commotion uneasily because of the two men's uninhabitable attitude.

A wild beast's howl suddenly sounded from above.

With a pounce that was almost invisible to everyone, a huge black shadow with a smelly hot wind pounced on Honso, who was squatting on the ground without a weapon in his hand, but Guilliman was faster. He grabbed the shadow by the shoulders and threw it away——

With a heartbreaking tearing sound of ceramic steel, plastic and connecting cables, the black figure realized the power of the red-armored demon champion. It immediately jumped away with a fatal agility and disappeared with just one rise and fall. Behind the smoldering and undulating ruins, the sound of explosions from other people's pursuit began to ring out at this moment.

"What is that? That is -" Obviously, the original body's gifted eyes captured the appearance of the high-speed moving black shadow. He looked at the direction in which the black shadow disappeared in great shock, and then looked at his hand. The piece of ceramic steel that was captured.

"If I were you, my lord." Honso seemed completely unaffected by the surprise attack. He began to wake up the Wolf Lord. "I would put the fragment away first and don't let anyone else see it."

"I don't know who you are, but choose wisely, stranger."

A warrior wearing a wolf-shaped skull helmet stood out from the crowd. His power armor was hung with more teeth, fur fragments, runes, or other tinkling gadgets than others. In his hand Holding a priest's scepter with Fenrisian characteristics, the Wolf Priest took off his helmet, revealing hair that was almost snow-white.

Hongsuo raised his head and looked at the person with interest, "White hair - but normal skin color - obvious signs of the Space Wolf's age. You must be a veteran who has served for many years and is very prestigious. Let me take a look. ——”

"Wolf Priest of the Steel Wolf Company, Asgo Iron Fang." The visitor introduced himself without waiting for Hongsuo to announce his name. The color of his eyes was projected through the black smoke that blocked the sky. It looked very light in the sunlight, like golden wine, "I smelled the scent of ancient heroes in the wind. Unfortunately, I came a step too late and failed to prevent the epic meeting from becoming a record of a battle." "

Aero Bearclaw was already awake at this moment. He walked over doubtfully and happened to hear the priest's words.

"What are you talking about? Wolf Priest? They didn't report any friendly force identification codes to us, and he." Bear Claw raised his hand and pointed at the Chaos Demon Champion who was wearing red armor and had two horns on his forehead, "Don't you mean He is also a hero in the epic, right?"

"Shut up, kid. This is not the occasion for you to speak," the Wolf Priest turned to Owen Gaogang, who was lying on the ground. "No need to pretend, Lord Wolf, these two people... at least this one, I think, you at least You can listen to what he wants to say." He nodded slightly to "Mercurius", who still frowned, but nodded with a little surprise.

The wolf master who had woken up snorted and got up from the ground, "The wolves in Fenris have their own hunting rules. They are not right, but I didn't expect him to be so strong." He grinned, revealing two long "If it weren't for this, you wouldn't have been torn apart by the sharp teeth of the wolves until Asgo came over."

"But what did you do?" He moved his arms and neck. "It is indeed very comfortable. I feel as light as a body with a bloody claw now."

In response to this question, the Potion Master put on his polite fake smile again and responded with a dry "Oh."

Just as they followed the Wolf Priest and the Wolf Master to the nearby mound to avoid the eyes and hearing of other wild wolves to negotiate, what Guilliman was thinking about was the sudden appearance of the creature he just saw. Figure: He was sure that he saw the ancient power armor backpack protruding from the fur, the ancient legion emblem that was more familiar to him, and——