Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 173 Human Life is More Important

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"It's unimaginable that Nukeria could be so cruel."

"I feel that I am lucky. At least I was born here and raised by the miners."

"If I fell into the hands of a slaver like the High Knight, I dread to think what would become of me."

In the shack.

Angron Chinchal sat opposite Corax and Avrenya.

They were surrounded by miners.

Angron recounted his experiences, especially those on Nuceria.

Angron wanted Corax to realize that they were both rebels in the same way, which was the reason why Angron came here once he knew of Corax's existence.

"The High Knights of Nuceria established and maintained their rule by relying on overwhelming violence. Ordinary people simply could not resist successfully."

An old miner with rough fingers and a hunched body analyzed.

"Compared to here, the situation in Nukeriya is indeed much more terrible."

"At least we don't have to deal with some tech-superhero flying around in the sky, shooting beams and blowing up the walls."

The old miner's analysis was truly insightful, and Qin Xia looked at him with admiration.

Feeling the gaze, the old miner stretched out his hand to Qin Xia: "I used to be a sociologist at the Guild University of Chiaval. When they found out that I was doing inappropriate propaganda thirty years ago, they arrested me and sent me here to work as a miner."

Qin Xia shook hands with the old miner and said, "If we stay here longer, I hope to ask you some questions about social sciences."

"It's my honor." The miner nodded with a smile.

Angron continued to talk about Nuceria: "However, it was not very difficult for me, my father, my brothers and sisters, and my people to resist the High Knights. When we broke their technological monopoly, they were slaughtered like pigs and dogs."

"But the situation here is different. The guilds are all smart people. Even if they are defeated by you, they will still be able to plan sabotage, plot attacks, assassinate high-ranking members of the resistance, and disrupt production."

"The rule established by the guild is solid and deep, which is completely different from that of the high knights."

"So I think overall, you have more difficulties. The guild is made up of many people. They will not kneel down and surrender after the master of the family is slaughtered. The slave owners here are an organization, a collective."

"You obviously have more trouble to deal with here than in Nukeria."

Corax had anticipated this and nodded in agreement.

"It's true that the guild is an organization, a collective," said the old miner, "but because of this, they can't be completely united. The high knights of Nuceria will support and protect each other, but the guild is more likely to betray each other."

Corax took over the miner's words and continued, "On the planet, there is a businessman who controls a small city. He is playing both sides, wavering between the guild and the resistance. He secretly contacts and trades with us, hoping to still have a place after the resistance takes control of the planet, but he is just betting on both sides."

Hearing this, Angron immediately thought of the city on the planet filled with smoke.

Before coming, he realized that the administrators of that city must be wavering, otherwise it would be impossible for the city to be filled with smoke before the rebels attacked the planet.

"Bet on both sides. That's what makes it difficult." Angron looked at Qin Xia with a smile, "The High Knight wouldn't dare bet on both sides."

Qin Xia also smiled and nodded with her lips pursed.

This is the difference between the High Knights and the Guild.

The former never wavers, so their stance is clear and they kill cleanly and efficiently.

The latter is different.

The miners began to discuss in low voices the differences between Nuceria and themselves, discussing it for the sake of discussing it as if it were a subject.

These miners are the most talented among the talented, and most of them have not been miners all their lives.

"Lord Angron," said Avrenia, the woman whom Corax considered a sister. "From what you have told me, I understand that you have at least one army, a high-tech army that is almost as powerful as the High Knights... Can you lend a hand?"

Angron tried to explain.

Avrenia continued, "Have you been ordered to be a spectator in this matter?"

Corax looked at Avrenya and patted her arm gently.

That's too direct.

Indeed, it would be great if Angron could help, but it seemed that he did not want to help, otherwise he would have brought his army here. If the other party did not want to do this, it would be best not to ask.

“Corax is my brother, and I have to respect him, and respect every one of you, every one of you in this system,” Angron said. “You are waging a rebellion that you are fully capable of handling, and there is no uncertainty, so I can’t just come and attack the guild.”

"You know... victory, glory..."

"If my army wants to launch a military operation against the guild, I must get your approval and permission, because this would be your victory. You have to allow others to share this victory before I can intervene."

Listening to what Angron said, Corax looked at Qin Xia and the brothers that Angron mentioned.

A powerful wizard named Corax can sense Qin Xia's power.

Twenty superhuman warriors, and these superhuman warriors followed Angron and Qin Xia to fight everywhere when they were still ordinary people. They are the combat elites among the combat elites. It is conceivable that Angron will not only have these warriors, he also has a fleet and an army.

He didn't just rush in and make this system part of his exploits... Corax could see that Angron was very careful about this matter and cared about his views and opinions, even though Angron didn't need to do so from the perspective of force comparison.

Corax fell into deep thought, and finally spoke: "Of course we can win our own victory, and we can also complete our own resistance, but we will sacrifice many people. If there is a way to allow those who would have died to survive and witness the dawn, then why not?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the miners all nodded. They knew what Corax wanted to say, and they agreed with him.

"The rebels do not fight for me, nor for my glory, my victory," Corax said. "They fight to destroy the Guild, to destroy the hellish plight of ninety-nine percent of the people on that planet and this moon. Even I serve that cause."

At this point, Corax shrugged and nodded. "So of course, please join us, brother. Not for victory or some kind of glory, just to change the situation for everyone. But you know I don't have anything to thank you for now. After your help, I'm afraid I can only say thank you except for some minerals."

“I don’t even need to thank you.” Angron smiled and shook his head. “I just feel for what people are going through, so I hate slavery and slave owners.”

After saying that, Angron turned back to look at Qin Xia: "Father, use the star language to summon the fleet."

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Near Mandeville Point.

The Warp rifts opened and closed.

Led by the Steadfast Resolve, the entire Twelve Legion fleet leapt out of the warp.

The fleet began to prepare, and gunboats carrying space warriors flew to the void facilities in the galaxy to seize control of these ancient man-made facilities from the guild.

After preparation, the fleet sailed towards the target world.

All the ships belonging to the guild in the galaxy were controlled.

The orbital defense facilities of the planet Kiavar were captured by the Space Marines who boarded it.

The Legion tried not to destroy these important engineering artifacts as much as possible, because the Primarch's brothers would use them in the future.

After quickly dismantling the orbital defenses, the Resolute's Ancient Void Shields began transporting troops to the surface.

The rebels on the satellite were also teleported down.

This was a one-sided crushing battle with no suspense or excitement.

During the attack on the main city held by the Upper Guild of Kiarvar, Angron and Corax were teleported outside the city.

The two Primarchs stood on top of a factory that had been captured by the Space Marines at lightspeed, looking out over the city and the battle.

This battle did not require them to command, so they were more like spectators.

"What does 31 mean?" Corax asked, looking at the helmet of a Space Marine running on the ground.

The Nineteenth Primarch's gaze could even penetrate the optical filters on the helmet's eyes, allowing him to see things that only the helmet wearer could see.

Every Space Marine has a number 31 in his field of vision.

Corax had assumed that was a legion number, but he knew from the moment he met Angron that the brother was number twelve, so 31 and 12 were irrelevant.

"That is the rule I set after returning to the Legion. It means that the upper limit of innocent victims in a war is 31. If the number exceeds this, we need to readjust our strategy." Angron replied. "I once saved everyone in the Nuceria Arena before the nd gladiator was executed."

Hearing this, Corax was slightly surprised. "Thirty-one? Innocent people will inevitably be harmed in war. This is an objective fact. Moreover, this is not a small-scale battle, but a war to attack a planet. How can the number of innocent victims be controlled within thirty-one?"

Corax had fought in wars, and even in the battles against overseers on satellites, miners were caught in the crossfire. The people who used artillery might have eyes, but the shells did not.

Therefore, Corax felt that Angron might have some unique way to avoid unnecessary casualties, and he was very interested in knowing what that method was.

"I also think that I am overdoing it, but the 12th Legion used to be a butcher's legion. I also know that war will always affect people, but I have to change a butcher's legion anyway, otherwise they will be more cruel than slave owners, isn't it terrible?" Angron said.

"And what do you do to prevent them from harming innocent people?" Corax demanded. "Technology? Your psychic powers? Or something else?"

“They can avoid it themselves.” Angron pointed to the company assembled in front of the factory, advancing toward the city.

Corax frowned slightly.

These big guys in heavy armor don't look like an army capable of doing "fine work" at all.

When the army is deployed, the fleet no longer participates in offensive operations.

Due to the high population density of Kiyaval, orbital bombardment and heavy weaponry were prohibited.

But even so, the attackers will not encounter any difficulties, because the guild army that follows the deployment of garrison defenses in a certain place cannot respond in time to airdrop capsules and teleportation, which are unexpected means of troop deployment.

As the main city on Chiavar, the city in Corax's sights has the headquarters of almost all guilds, so compared to other cities that the army is too late to support, they have more gang members, mercenaries, and guild security personnel that can be hired as a defensive force.

These fighters were mobilized and armed by the guild after the factory was attacked, and deployed to various buildings in the city to prepare for street fighting.

Corax had fought in street battles, too, at the beginning of the uprising on the satellite.

In Corax's eyes, street fighting is a meat grinder, and when he personally joins the street fighting and tries to use his own power to save his followers who would have died in the street fighting, the meat grinder just becomes smaller and strangles fewer lives.

The Lord of Ravens watched the fighting in the city. He wanted to know how those big guys in heavy armor fought in street fighting, and how to keep the number of innocent people affected by the fighting in street fighting to double digits.

(End of this chapter)