Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 494 Green-skinned Boy Auxiliary Army

Taylor had to admit, he was a lunatic.

When Guilliman left with a smile, Taylor sat in the restaurant, looking at the broken military rank on his shoulder, and couldn't understand why he couldn't let go of it.

It may be worthless, at least not that useful to Taylor now.

He didn't know when he started to care whether others called him a soldier, and began to care whether others cared about his honor, because those were what his brothers had earned with their blood and sweat.

He now understood why those Space Marines cherished their honor so much and were even willing to defend the honor of their own regiment with their lives.

The reason is simple. Behind those records and badges are not honors and fancy decorations, but the bloody battles of their blood brothers.

Those are not just decorations, but also honors and victories.

He would not allow anything to tarnish those honors, nor would he allow himself to take off his military rank on his own initiative, nor would he allow chaos to trample on his hometown.

Secondly, deep down, he longed to retake Cadia, even though the planet had now turned into a dead, cold world with only a few human buildings still in it, and was completely controlled by Chaos.

Even though Cadia had left its original trajectory due to the satellite collision, it had become a demonic object surrounded by the Eye of Terror, blessed by a large amount of Chaos power.

Taylor also wants the Cadians to return home and put an end to this lonely history.

Now all of Macragge was at war for a few days.

Countless warships began to be filled with weapons and equipment, while Guilliman's orders began to spread rapidly throughout the galaxy.

The number of Imperial battleships and cruisers therefore became exaggerated, and everyone was looking forward to the upcoming large-scale expedition, although of course there was never a lack of anxiety and fear.

For example, Taylor was a little uneasy, or to be more precise, he was quite uneasy.

He has a lot of cards in his hand, but it seems that they are still not enough to survive this all-out war against Chaos quickly and accurately.

The capabilities of the Imperial Navy and the Imperial Guard are indeed impressive, but Chaos has destroyed them countless times before. Perhaps they are simply repeating the same mistakes, the tragedy that happened on Cadia?
Taylor was unsure and nervous, but he could not let go of the honor and victory, nor could he take off the military rank on his shoulders.

The Emperor is above us, what’s the saying?

Is it God's will to bestow great responsibilities upon the dead?

Taylor recalled the old proverb that had become blurred in his mind, and couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous.

After all, he can now talk about the alien races that once existed in this world with great relish.

Just like the most learned people in the entire empire, they inevitably forgot the civilization of their true homeland.

Those things are his magic weapons for victory!

Thinking of this, Taylor felt less and less confident. He could only let the fleet leave Macragge and try to accumulate strength before Guilliman made the next deployment to him.

Like a clenched fist.

He immediately found the orc forces in the Extreme Star Field. Most of those things came from Octarius, one of the five hundred orc worlds.

This is nothing short of a terrifying force that cannot be ignored, whether it is several battle moons or a staggering number of greenskin warships.

But Taylor couldn't take too many with him. He could only take the most elite Blood Axe clan members, because those greenskins at least knew what military orders and retreat meant. Just like the Bonebreaker before him, what awaited Taylor was a war within Octavius, between his own men and another orc dynasty.

That Greenskin dynasty grew rapidly, and their methods were vicious and ruthless. They had fought wars with the Undead and were well aware of the Zerg.

They were born in a definitely not peaceful world. Their leader is called Scar. It is said that he has been growing up by sucking the metal bones of the Necrons since he was a boy.

But for Taylor, this was not a difficult enemy, not even a resolute enemy.

After all, when Scar heard Taylor's name, he chose to surrender and willingly became his soldier.

Obviously this situation is not normal, but for the greenskins, Taylor is a real god-chosen one and a prophet, and that is how the scar orcs see it.

In his eyes, everything was destined. The greatest war boss in the entire galaxy was either Bone Crusher or Taylor.

And he didn't like Bonecrusher because he was the last of the Bloodaxe Orcs.

He was naturally fond of armies, human armies, not orc tribes.

He came to Octavius with the same attitude as a child acting coquettishly to his parents, hoping to gain the favor of the greatest greenskin leader.

Now it seems that his plan was so coincidental and he was so powerful that he just happened to be everything Taylor needed.

It's like a gift that the Emperor and Mao had agreed to send.

Taylor quickly thought about how he should deal with this aggressive monster who was full of worship.

That is to let him join this brutal war and let his army serve the empire.

To the leader named Scar, Taylor's words were so warm and enthusiastic, as if Mao was waving at him and saying to him, come and participate in this big waaagh, let's have a good time!
That kind of happiness was almost indescribable for the orcs, not to mention that the guys on Octavius were all energetic, sharp and bright.

He loved it.

Ironically, Taylor saw a lot of himself in this orc, in his unconventional style of warfare, his understanding of the military, and his approach to life.

This orc is better than most imperial officers, making people sigh and laugh...

Taylor was ready now to face those things, war and death, and of course he had an Ork army of his own, consisting of two battle moons and an entire war fleet.

Countless greenskins put everything into his waahg, and what these guys believe in is not the so-called victory, but the real waagh!

This huge army was integrated by Taylor in a short time, and their name also needed to be changed into a standard imperial name. Obviously, the name Blood Axe Tribe was too barbaric and crazy.

Taylor pondered for a moment, then jokingly named this somewhat oversized army after the Empire's most famous army during the Great Crusade.

That is the Solar Auxilia, a mortal legion whose sole responsibility is to support the Space Marines.

And he called this group of savage and crazy orcs this way, and the name was naturally a name that inherited those words.

That is……

【Ultramar Orc Auxiliary Army.】

(End of this chapter)