Warhammer: Start with a dog

Chapter 544 Seeing the gathering of heroes from a distance-

"It's incredible." The patriarch of the Raven Knight family, Baroness Vadus Raven, appeared at the conference table of the headquarters again this time. This brave and powerful baroness was still wrapped in a bloody bandage. He was wearing gauze, his voice was hoarse, and his lips were chapped, but his spirits seemed to be the highest he had been since the siege began.

"I never expected to see the Brotherhood Astartes relying on their own Terminator tactical team to defeat the Titans alone! And they looked skilled and efficient. After Lord Lysander led them to the ground, they continued to destroy them in one go. The most powerful of the four Vulcan Legions The ferocious large Titans, including two warlords, not only rescued our pinned left wing, but also greatly reduced the pressure on the eastern wall. Now the great boys and girls in my family's knights can cooperate with them more. Fight calmly.”

"Because this is not the first time that Lysander's Titan Hammer formation has done this. Part of their training includes specialized attack tactics against Titans, especially large Titans. - Well, before these Titan Hammer formations in the first company were formed Already have the record of destroying eleven Chaos Titans, and this Once, in view of the blood invested by the Vulcan Legion here, I think it may be the grandest Titan hunt." The speaker chuckled, "Now we can decorate the Phalanx with Titan heads. The whole wall of honor sounds exciting!”

The Baroness turned her gaze to the liaison envoy next to her with a puzzled look on her brows. Sergeant Kyle could almost read a few lines on her face: How come this is also the case in Imperial Fist..." Not a member of the Imperial Fist, or even a member of the Astartes?" - In fact, this is also Kyle's own doubt, but this is not the time to pursue it.

They set their sights on the liaison envoy who was dropped into Clough Castle with his troops using drop pods and vehicles when Acting Chapter Commander Lysander launched their rapid strike force. The name he introduced himself was very strange. , Shanto - that's what he said - the Septon Astartes did make others feel Like spring breeze, always smiling, full of humaneness, and easy to communicate with (in sharp contrast to Captain Kraher and the two Wolf Lords of the Dark Angels), often making people feel that they are facing an enlightened imperial noble bureaucrat. Rather than being a Space Marine, one can imagine why he was assigned the responsibility of liaison.

In fact, Thor Garadon's uneasy premonition did not deceive him, but this loyal and reliable third captain has not yet truly understood that Dana, who he once thought was single-minded and valued honor more than anything else, Te Lysander learned many new tricks of exploiting from their genetic father - although the stone can maintain its own hardness, it is granite or diamond, but it can also be pebbles and suet jade smoothed by water.

For example, Lysander did have people return the power armor and weapons and equipment of the Iron Warriors before the war started, but he did not tell Garadon, and he also asked the servitors of the Phalanx to change their paint colors for them - —Anyway, the mountain formation is so big, it’s easy to find an empty hall, paint it, and go straight into battle, and Shanto also has all of Lysander’s identification codes and permissions.

So now everyone in the Cloughburg headquarters thinks that they are receiving support from the Imperial Fist delivered by the Phalanx, and I have to say that this really saves a lot of trouble.

What's even less known is that Lysander's relatively modest inauguration was interrupted by the man who, with his sweet-talking promises, coaxed the famous Chaos Lord Be'lakor into guiding him and his men to the Phalanx. The ceremony, and then backhandedly betraying his teammates on the spot, and then the war blacksmith himself singing praises for the saints on Terra in front of a bunch of stunned imperial bureaucrats with their guns drawn, can also make Lysander feel relatively at ease here.

There is even a double reason for this.

First, during the exciting ceremony that day, Shanto sang a hymn. I don’t know who was happy when he sang it, but in short, in the full view of the most reliable, loyal and undoubtedly pure senior officials and representatives, he sang There was a scene that seemed likely to be the manifestation of the Divine Emperor's holy miracle - now the question of whether to kill the Chaos Lord who had defected before the battle suddenly became an indispensable issue between the State Church, the Sisters and other high lords. Fight the problem resolutely.

In the end, because all parties were at loggerheads, the war blacksmith, who shared the same (?) dark secret and the same body as the now nominal supreme lord of the Phalanx, claimed that he had decided to take responsibility for what he had done before. In order to repent, and the Imperial Fists, as the most determined (?) opponents and enemies of the Iron Warriors, Lysander successfully took over the task of "guarding" the captured Shanto and his men.

You see, everything was just as planned by a certain warsmith for his reunion with Lysander and then long-term plans for his return to the Ironblood. It was so perfect, such a surprise, wasn't it?

As for the second reason, it is very simple and simple: Shanto told Lysander what was installed in the power armor as a gift he received from Perturabo, the father of the great gene.

This is the key to Lysander's true peace of mind. With Chanto, a mobile weapons arsenal produced by the Iron-Blooded, responsible for the security of the headquarters behind him, Lysander can only do what he is best at: I will kill you all! Let my terminators use thunder hammers to hammer you all until your meat is tender and tender! Then use the vortex grenade to blow you up into a crisp void!

Vulcan Titan Legion, right? The largest Chaos Titan army, right? Today I will ask you to never come back! Let you traitorous bad blood have a taste of the real iron fist!

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Of course, in the eyes of some people who know Shanto well.

The first second he walked into this command room wearing the colors of the Imperial Fists.

Pharmacy master Honso and former war blacksmith wonder whether the world is really going to end today.

Mainly, [some vulgar trench swearing], Shanto, who always polished his combat boots and power armor to a gleaming, decorated and bejeweled look, now wore a plain, plain, unadorned yellow power armor of the Imperial Fists. A, oh Lord of Iron, he doesn't even have that cologne smell that always makes him walk with wind!

Wait, this is so unbelievable, is there really something going wrong with this Cadia guard battle? No, Honso frowned. Now that Guilliman has joined, the balance of the battle has slowly begun to tilt toward the Cadian defenders. Dozens of troops of completely different types and compositions have begun to move, engage in battles, etc. At the same time, they are thought about and obtained as optimal solutions as possible. Not only can the newly added reinforcements be immediately connected to the command system and sent to the battle locations that are most needed and suitable for them, but even the original defenders will receive new supplies that are more in line with their current needs. Deploy or move to a more suitable attack or counterattack position.

Sometimes the ground troops do not understand such incredible maneuvers because of their persistence or other reasons, but after Creed has seen the deduction given by Guilliman and thinks about it for a while, he will often use his passionate speech to make them " Move the entire position fifty meters eastward within ten minutes. Don’t ask why, it’s for the sake of Cadia!”

Of course, these people later found that they had moved just enough for a group of heavy friendly vehicles to pass through, and they easily cleared up a large wave of cultists trying to rush towards them. In this way, many Cady The fanaticism of the sub-soldiers in battle reached a new level, and they began to dedicate every bullet they fired to the person who led them to victory.

Guilliman, who was thinking at high speed with his eyes slightly lowered, noticed the rare emotional fluctuations of the Potion Master next to him, so the original body, with countless variables and curves on his crown actively dancing, cast his amber camouflaged eyes towards him. Incoming Astartes and incorporating him into his own large model calculations of war.

The final conclusion was still in line with the previous predictions and beneficial to his own situation, so he nodded towards the warrior, and the other party immediately returned the ancient courtesy - it was nostalgic, how long had it been since he had seen it? Have you ever seen this ancient and elegant regimental ceremony? According to Honso, the Imperial Fists have had companies stationed above Terra since thousands of years ago, and perhaps that's what allowed them to keep more of their ancient traditions, which is good. At least there are some decent people in this dark, blind faith, and rotten galaxy that people can look forward to. When he wakes up, he will go to Terra to see them.

At this time, Shanto, who noticed the people sitting at the conference table, also changed his expression slightly.

The eyes of him and Hongsuo separated in the air, and each other's gazes included "How is it you?!" "How is it you?!" and "How could it be like this!" "Wait, is he/he? Can we contact the Iron-blooded one?" Something complicated like that, but it was not the place to talk at the moment, so they finally nodded to each other and said hello.

When Lord Gao Gang Wolf asked them whether they knew each other, seemingly unintentionally, they replied that they had served in the same world. As for who the enemy was? Oh, they had jointly attacked the fortress city defended by the ferocious and cunning Iron Warriors, and more than once, this also made them form a brotherhood. I didn't expect to be reunited here this time.

Since these two people were very sincere and the wolf master didn't smell anything particularly wrong, they got through with it for the time being, only one person.

Or a demigod with wide eyes trying to manage his facial expressions.

Guilliman looked at the message sent to him by Honso in front of him: information about the legion to which Shanto belonged, the original body, his position and the fighting style he was good at, and he kindly asked the original body to update his message with relevant content.

He raised his eyes again and glanced at Shanto, who was wearing bright yellow power armor, with the Imperial Fists emblem shining on his shoulders, chatting and laughing with the officers around him.

...This is definitely a dream, this can only be a dream, this is an illusion that even the emperor has never had!

Haha, it’s impossible to see any tricks like Dorn and Perturabo shaking hands and having a happy conversation next...

If that's the case, it's better to say that more Primarch brothers will appear in Cadia later and they can attack the Blackstone Fortress together!

...No way, right?

Robert Mercurius Guilliman calculated it again with a solemn expression.

The results show that although infinitely close to small, it may not be zero.

...Impossible, haha, because he already knows the whereabouts of the other brothers! Conservative calculation results must be yes.

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The Eternal Will still hovers over the Clough battle zone like an ominous and blasphemous eight-pointed star, casting its huge black shadow downwards.

However, Ezekiel Abaddon has discovered that the situation above the atmosphere is changing so fast that it is unprepared, and the balance of power between the two sides has become quite subtle.

Due to the entry of the Phalanx and its accompanying fleet, the absolute advantage of the Eternal Will in the sky above Cadia was broken, and the moving space to the east of the Eternal Will was completely blocked. Then, a huge new ship jumped in from the west. Its proud figure almost made the Warmaster think that he saw a former flagship of the Primarch, but the intercepted call sign later let him know the strange name of this ship, and it was reported as a "Coast Guard Ship of the Rogue Merchant Dynasty". How ridiculous! Territory Border Guard Ship? ! When did it become bigger than the Astartes Battle Barge? ! It is not an exaggeration to say that this is the Queen of Glory class! Which dynasty, eager to show loyalty, dared to challenge the authority of the Corpse Empire? It was ridiculous. They would probably settle accounts with them afterwards, but now this ship has posed a real threat...

Just as he was tapping the Claw of Horus on the armrest of the throne, thinking about how to allocate new fleet forces to deal with the "Enterprise", the astropathic officer standing in the nutrient solution pit fixed by metal cables shouted again, "New reality jump in! Twelve o'clock! Presumed to be the Queen of Glory class! Carrying a large number of ships! Jumping out one after another!"

Where did the false emperor get so many loyal naval ships? Why didn't he know that the Corpse Empire's fleet responded so quickly before?

Just as he was about to ask Mokas and Xilong about the progress of the hunt, and he needed her to come back here immediately to try to activate the fortress defense artillery array, the astropathic officer shouted again in a thin high-pitched voice close to a scream.

"Report! Six o'clock! Six o'clock! New reality jump! Unobserved ship! Speculated to be the Queen of Glory class! No accompanying fleet found!"

Ezekiel Abaddon frowned deeply this time, and his expression became hideous and terrifying without his knowing it, as if four people made four expressions with his face and were filled with different emotions at the same time.

Primarch? No, impossible.

The Empire now has no living Primarchs, and the Primarchs of Chaos have all expressed indirect submission to him. As far as he knows, the Demon Primarchs should all be fighting in the war zones they have chosen to expand the power of the dark gods they serve. The final great victory of the Cadia war zone will be destined to belong only to him, Abaddon, who has the most favor of the four gods but disdains them.

The warmaster of the Black Legion looked at the wine glass made of the huge skull at hand, drank the alchemical wine in it, and then threw it to the ground.

Then he stood up from his throne, and after sending a message to Shiron, he walked out the door and began to summon his most powerful, experienced, and best-equipped guards.