Warhammer 30k and the Great Tomb of Nazarick

Chapter 99: The First Victim of the Green Tide

The Milky Way is vast, so when the sample size is large enough, sometimes coincidences occur.

For example, Second Terra is a human colony that has been self-enclosed for five thousand years during the Dark Age of Technology. Its ruler calls himself the Emperor of Mankind and the Lord of Humanity's Destiny.

Now he is also preparing his forces, building warships, and planning to launch a grand expedition to conquer those lost human worlds.

In the original worldline, this world was discovered by the Empire after Horus became Warmaster.

Perhaps it was due to years of closed life that this world's pseudo-emperor became too arrogant, and he even dared to kill the Shadow Moon Wolf's envoy when the space was blocked by the Shadow Moon Wolf.

This force was indeed very powerful, and they caused considerable trouble to the Shadow Moon Wolves at one point, but they also caused trouble, and the final outcome was that they were all wiped out by the Shadow Moon Wolves.

There was even a famous joke within the Legion that Horus had killed the Emperor.

But in this world line, the first powerful external enemy they encountered was not the Empire, but the Green Tide.

The orc army that set out from Ullanor began an unprecedented waaaagh! But like all orc troops, even if it is the Orc Empire, you can't count on the discipline of the troops.

Due to various reasons, such as the warboss misread the star map, the master adjusted the parameters incorrectly, and some goblins mixed leftover mushrooms into the battleship's fuel and caused them to grow too much.

It could even be as simple as "That place seems interesting, let's go take a look."

In short, there are many stragglers in the Ork army, and these Ork fleets running around in the Warp and the Milky Way may appear anywhere.

The Orc Emperor Alexander didn't care about this kind of thing. As long as these troops were not dead, most of them would follow Waaaagh's guidance and join the main force.

As for the changes in troop strength along the way, Shoulishanda doesn't care. Anyway, as long as the big waaaagh moves forward, various other green-skinned orc warbosses along the way will take the initiative to bring people for reinforcement.

No one cared about the gap in strength and numbers between these scattered troops and the reinforcements.

Anyway, everyone is here to waaaagh, as long as they fly waaaagh, such trivial matters don’t matter.

And now appearing in the orbit of Second Terra is just such a small matter of the Orc Empire, a lost Orc fleet.

If judged by the fleet standards of the Human Empire, this fleet is composed of a cruiser and three assault ships.

But the orcs' way of using all kinds of garbage and waste to transform them makes each of these ships unique, and no one can accurately tell the general configuration of a greenskin warship.

However, one thing is certain, the orcs' warships are just like the orcs themselves, the bigger they are, the more powerful they are.

When the Ork warships arrived in the orbit of Second Terra, they were immediately attracted by the lights of civilization there.

"I think there's a fight going on here."

The fleet's warboss Graga Great Ironarm made the following comment, and the orcs then began their landing operations.

Second Terra, for this planet, the isolation of five thousand years was both a blessing and a misfortune.

They had not experienced the terror of the green-skinned orcs, and out of arrogance and ignorance, the Second Terra False Emperor even tried to order the orcs to surrender to these suddenly appearing space fleets.

The only response he got was a big Waaagh!

Afterwards, the false emperor tried to expel the green-skinned orcs' fleet, but they failed due to the lack of space power. The orc army rushed into the planet in landing capsules and all kinds of messy things.

The orcs' attack was brutal and comprehensive. They didn't care about civilian and military facilities at all. Everything was razed to the ground wherever the greenskin army went.

But the false emperor had a trump card that allowed him to maintain his rule for five thousand years. The Invisible Warriors, who were completely invisible and possessed powerful energy weapons, once made the Shadow Moon Wolves pay a certain price.

With the efforts of the invisible warriors, the false emperor temporarily resisted the attack of the green-skinned orcs, but it was only temporary, because the battle situation was too unsatisfactory, and the false emperor had no choice but to send a distress signal to the vast galaxy.

It's ridiculous that this world that is trying to regain human civilization has never established a real space fleet, and in the end it has to pin its hopes on other human civilizations that it doesn't even know whether they exist.

Perhaps it was a coincidence of fate that it was the Luna Wolves who received their distress signal, and it was sent to Horus' desk as part of countless reports.

Horus, who had just assumed the office of Regent of the Empire, immediately faced a workload that was horrific even for a Primarch. Horus had imagined his work after becoming Warmaster. The Emperor had intended to establish this position among the Primarchs, and Horus was the most popular candidate.

Although Horus had little desire for power, he still considered what he should do as a warmaster.

However, Horus had never imagined such a huge workload. It seemed that the Emperor had directly packed up all the internal affairs of the Empire and handed them to him. From any angle, the Emperor was too anxious. He did not even give Horus any time to hand over, but directly put the burden of the entire Empire on Horus.

After discovering that the storage unit of the directory of these imperial government affairs was T, even Horus felt a stomachache. He couldn't help but think that among all his brothers, Guilliman was the most enthusiastic about government affairs and the most ambitious. Perhaps it would be better to let him be the regent, and Guilliman would definitely be very happy to do so.

Of course, this is just something he thinks about. His father's appointment of him as regent of the empire is undoubtedly a sign of trust in him, and he must not let his father down, especially at a time when the future of the entire human race is being decided.

The Emperor has sent me the relevant content about New Hope. The Empire will launch a new campaign called the Expedition of Hope. This is the only chance for mankind to completely break free from the restrictions of the subspace. Once this opportunity is seized, mankind will surely create a civilization more glorious and brilliant than the Golden Age.

To this end, the Emperor issued an order to do whatever it takes, and the Empire's war machine is about to go into full swing.

What Horus needs to do is to coordinate various forces, publicize the importance of the New Hope Expedition, and ensure taxation. In this case, the tithe is definitely not enough. Horus needs to lead people to re-enact taxes to satisfy the appetite of this huge machine of the Empire.

He also had to find a way to popularize the revised Imperial Truth to a minimum extent, help Magnus set up a think tank, assist in the management of Lorgar's remaining legions and territories that had participated in the New Hope Expedition, and perform various tasks.

If Horus wasn't bald, he would probably have lost his hair by now.

Just when Horus was worrying, his confidant Sejanus walked in, holding documents that were almost one meter high. These were documents that needed to be signed by Horus, the new regent.

"..."

Looking at the pile of documents, Horus opened his mouth but said nothing in the end. He numbly picked up his pen and prepared to review and approve the documents.

After putting down the document, Cyjanus took out a data pad and handed it to Horus.

"Commander, here is an interesting request for assistance."

Commander is what the gene warriors of the Luna Wolves call Horus. They are not used to the title of Regent yet.

Horus took the data pad and found that it was a letter asking for help, but the wording was arrogant and strange.

The content of the request for help is roughly as follows:

I have received the mandate of Heaven to rule over the world, and have been benevolent and benevolent, always thinking of the well-being of the people. It has been more than 5,000 years, so the four directions have been in harmony, and the people of the nine realms are at peace. I rule the world with the mandate of Heaven, and I am the common ruler of mankind.

Today, the greenskins are savage and the aliens are rampant, so that even the common people are treated like grass; even the same flesh and blood are devoured by wolves more viciously.

This green-skinned alien has done all kinds of harm to humans, and has trapped me in a group of deer. He is even more vicious. He is close to evil and cruel, and kills innocent people. He is hated by gods and humans, and cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth.

I call on the people of the world with lofty ideals, the people who are still alive in the world, to join me in fighting the green-skinned aliens. The planets are prepared, and the heroes from all walks of life are sincere and brave, and the pillars of mankind will emerge from them. I will fight the beasts on behalf of mankind, and I will definitely wipe out the green-skinned people, and restore my great peace to the world, and the day of human revival! !
This is a mess?

This was Horus's first reaction, and then he read it again to confirm that the letter was sent by an Emperor from a planet called Terra.

"How can there be two emperors in this world?"

"It seems that the other side is an ignorant and closed world. They even claim to be the only orthodox one among mankind. Commander, what should we do now?"

Horus hesitated for a moment and then said, "Send help. After all, they are our fellow human beings. We cannot sit idly by and watch them be destroyed by the greenskins. Tell Loken to bring his Tenth Company to support them."

"Yes, Commander."

Horus nodded, then added.

"And you can go with me."

Cyjanus is a close confidant of Horus and a man who excels in both military and diplomacy. Being good at diplomacy is obviously a rare skill among Space Marines.

(End of this chapter)