Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry - #1078 - Chapter 1075 The Great Crusade 2.0

Thinking of this, Lin Fan started talking trash. Comparing Tzeentch to Silegor, the Laughing God, he said that his method of teasing people is still much worse than this clown.

Tzeentch laughed sinisterly twice, but it was just like that, and he was not stunned like Khorne in the earlier years.

“This is just the beginning.” Tzeentch said as he canceled the production of other Nightbringers in the petri dish of the rear. Since the Subject can easily deal with such a powerful and rare unit, there is no need for her to keep her head down. .

Strengthened by the void dragon, the Necrontyr’s fleet tore apart the degraded warships summoned by Tzeentch, and soon approached the edge of the checkerboard-shaped battlefield. At the same time, other civilized forces behind the Necrontyr fleet also set off, and they will launch a landing operation.

The Necrontyr fleet formed a protective ring-like formation, isolating all degraded warships that tried to harass them. Their battleships also dropped a large number of warriors and underworld mechas into the depths of the battlefield to compete with the degraded Necrontyr dynasty. In those man-made towering mountains, the green light never ceased, and the tips of many mountain peaks quickly disappeared visible to the naked eye. , leaving only an outline for the brain to complete.

“We are here to cut off the enemy’s reinforcements for you, and we hope you can keep up with our progress.” Trazin stood beside the emperor and conveyed the meaning of the Silent King. As an old collector, one even hired a large number of humans to come. As a Necrontyr noble who helped him manage the museum, he naturally became the messenger between the Necrontyr and humanity.

“This is too broad.” Dorn commented on the battlefield in front of him in the bridge. “If the planet is compared to a ball of paper, this is a huge piece of paper that has been completely unfolded and spliced ​​into tens of thousands.”

“What’s Dorne? Are you scared?” Perturabo couldn’t help but tease, Dorne continued to answer seriously, “I’m just worried that our troops will not be able to fill the entire front, and the supplies we carry will not be enough to support such a long distance. of combat.”

Dorn’s considerations were not unreasonable. Not to mention the Eldar and the Necrontyr, the Human Empire gathered as many elite troops as possible for this battle.

The entire Custodes and the recovered Sisters of Silence combined amounted to less than 10,000; the Space Marines temporarily integrated into the sub-corps numbered more than 1 million; the rest was a mixed force composed of the Imperial Astra Militarum and the Battle Sisters, who accounted for the absolute majority , it is said that more than 100 billion have been gathered.

Behind these hundreds of billions of troops are trillions of supply teams serving them. To this day, there are still supply fleets full of supplies sailing in the Webway.

All the power that the human empire can squeeze out lies here. If it fails, the entire empire will naturally fall apart in a devastating chain reaction without Tzeentch taking action.

Fielding such a large number of armies would be a difficult challenge for anyone, and even the Emperor himself could not guarantee that he could keep each legion in perfect position.

The only thing that can be done now is to dismantle the legion into more than ten small legions, let each primarch personally lead one, and divide their own war zones. This will maximize the command capabilities of the primarchs.

After listening, Guilliman said, “This sounds like the Great Crusade 2.0, except that we are not so far apart… Well, it is still quite far, but at least we don’t have to send messages on a yearly basis. ”

Leman Russ also laughed happily and nuzzled in the direction of Magnus: “Now if anyone wants to rebel, everyone will see it. I hope Magnus will not give the brothers a big job. “

“Hey!” Magnus was quite dissatisfied with Leman Russ’s complaints.

The Emperor couldn’t help but smile when he saw the friendly conversation among the primarchs. Then he looked at Fulgrim and Lorgar and asked, “Are you sure you are ready? This landing battle is the most difficult. Maybe your Even if all the descendants are killed in battle, there will be no results.”

Although Fulgrim and Lorgar had different moods, they both knelt down to the Emperor at the same time.

Fulgrim said: “Father, my heirs and I are already stained sinners. The evil deeds that have harmed the Empire are countless, and the mortals who died under our corrupt desires can fill the surface of several planets. We do not long for you. and the people of the empire, we only ask that we die on the battlefield to express our condolences and apology to those innocent people who were killed by us…”

Lorgar said after Fulgrim, “My great father… I am a stupid person. I cannot see your dedication and sacrifice clearly, and I use my own delusions to speculate on your will. Like Fulgrim, I For those who carry serious crimes, even death in battle is a luxurious outcome.”

The Emperor looked at the two of them for a long time, but did not say anything such as that the two of them should put aside the past and look forward to the future. If they did something wrong, they should bear the price, even if he was the original body.

“Then go and start your atonement.”

Before leaving, Fulgrim looked back at his good brother Ferus. The iron-handed brother just folded his arms and turned his face to one side, seemingly not caring about Fulgrim at all.

Fulgrim laughed at himself, walked up to Curze, and touched Curze’s hair with his hand, causing the latter to hiss in disgust and impatience.

“Take care of yourself, my dear brother. Don’t always think about drinking blood. Eat more normal meals. There are a lot of leftover dishes in the refrigerator. You can just heat them up and eat them yourself.”

Fulgrim was very gentle when he said these words, and Curze, who always disliked him, remained silent. He just lowered his head and let Fulgrim stroke his hair gently.

Within a few seconds, Fulgrim and Lorgar left. Until then, the relaxed atmosphere became heavy, and now it felt like war.

Ferrus sighed when he saw Fulgrim leaving. Then he asked the Emperor to arrange for him to be included in the second batch of landing battles. Deep in his heart, he still had a deep brotherhood for Fulgrim.

“No, the next wave belongs to me.” Mortalion, who had been silent, struck the ground with his huge scythe. His face was hidden behind his hood and mask, and it was impossible to see what he was thinking at this time.

To be honest, it is surprising that Mortarion is willing to participate in this final battle. Before he arrived with the Death Guard, all the Primarchs thought that Mortarion would be like Angron, staying in Barbarus’s little land and living a leisurely life.

The Emperor, who was sitting in the main seat, obviously had a deeper understanding of Mortalion’s current mentality. After all, Isa kept telling the Emperor about Mortalion’s situation every now and then.

But he was not prepared to say it in front of the other Primarchs. After all, he combined the “Biography of the Primarchs” and his own emotional intelligence to understand that Mortalion was really thin-skinned.