Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 460 Because He is Horus (Please subscribe)
On the bridge deck of the Red Tear, Radolon was listening to the communication from the astropath. Sanguinius and his sons were scattered in a relatively close area of ​​the universe, and while they were acting separately, they did not affect the overall coordination.

"Tell those mortal officials to take good care of these Minoris orphans. They are the future of this planet and they carry the hope of all Minoris people."

"Let them choose their future paths according to their talents and abilities. If they are willing to fight for the empire, then they can enter Zhongsi Academy for education. If not, let them choose their own future."

There were tens of millions of children from Minoris. If their fleet did not carry enough transport ships, they might not be able to take them all away at once.

"Your kindness is admirable, sir." The mortal officer on the Red Tear who was responsible for maintaining the normal operation of the warship exclaimed sincerely.

The relationship between the Blood Angels and mortals is quite good. Some mortals with special attainments in art can even gain the admiration and learning of the Sons of Angels. This comes from the virtues of humility and learning that Sanguinius often taught them.

"By the way, if there are any of them with outstanding qualifications, we can try to make them the reserve of the Blood Angels Legion. If they can pass our trial assessment, perhaps the Primarch will agree to absorb them into the Legion."

Radon said that according to convention, the Astartes Legion would generally have the right to recruit soldiers on its home planet or in a very few other places.

For example, the Imperial Fists can recruit soldiers on their home planet Invid, but because the Seventh Legion has the honor of being stationed on Terra, they are also allowed to recruit suitable soldiers on the throne world of mankind.

There is no doubt that Terra, the home planet of humanity, is the place where the population density and quality best meet the requirements of the Astartes Legion. The earliest batch of Astartes warriors in each legion are often of Terran descent.

Radolon was deeply touched by the fighting spirit of the Minoris, which reminded him of his hometown of Bar, where people were also fighting in the same way.

"The empire is now in turmoil, and we also need more sources of manpower to expand the size of the legion."

"For example, the Imperial Fists recruited soldiers from Cthonia, the home planet of the Sons of Horus, and used the Cthunian Imperial Fists to fight the Cthunian Sons of Horus. They even reduced the salivary venom glands and Suan meninges to shorten the transformation time."

Due to his experience in the Five Hundred Worlds, Radon had witnessed how the cousins ​​of the Extreme Warriors accepted everyone and taught without distinction.

Although he had some concerns about changing the cultural habits of the Legion, the operations of the Macragge people were indeed more conducive to the development of the Legion.

"No wonder the Lord of Macragge is speculated by countless people to be ambitious. He is the only one who would order his legion to recruit soldiers from all five hundred worlds, even from such an important recruiting planet as the Amatra Military World."

"The reason why the Extreme Warriors only have 25 troops is because the Lord of the Extremes believes that 25 troops are enough, not because this is their upper limit." Radoron sighed.

As the captain of the Blood Angels, Sanguinius was a lazy person, and most of the time it was Radolon who made the decisions. He also reflected on whether his legion's demanding selection culture needed to keep pace with the times.

For example, like the Extreme Marines, they directly recruit new blood from many conscription planets, and at the same time establish a complete military training academy to cultivate those valuable new blood.

Even for those outstanding mortals who failed the selection, the Extreme Warriors will set up special positions for them and include them in the mortal auxiliary army to continue to make use of their remaining energy.

Radlon has many excellent ideas, and these require a period of stable time to realize. I just don’t know when that day will come.

Kano, the company commander's deputy, was confused.

"Based on what we know, Horus' whereabouts are unknown, but we can guess that the demon-possessed weapons of the Death Guard came from this rebellious leader."

"And where is Mortarion? Where is Perturabo? Where is Lorgar the Word Bearer and Magnus the Red?"

"Konrad Curze has been captured, the Hydra Lord died in the Hydra Fortress on Pluto, and why didn't Fulgrim and Angron show up, even though they have ascended to the level of demons?"

With the successive victories of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, the Blood Angels are about to approach the Betagarmon II and III areas at the core of the star cluster. If these two places are taken, the Empire may even be able to regain control of this important transportation route.

What on earth was Horus doing? Why hadn't he reacted or come up with a countermeasure? If he didn't take action, the chess game would be completely defeated by Lion's Johnson, and even Horus's greatest abilities would be powerless.

"I don't know. The movements of the traitor primarch have always been a difficult problem to explain. But believe me, Kano, you are a psyker and you should know the temper of the Warp very well. It never suffers. It may not win, but it will not lose either."

"The situation faced by those traitors may be more severe and difficult than we imagined. Even if we look at it optimistically, the possibility of them breaking into Terra is getting smaller and smaller."

The think tank grasped the key words, "getting smaller and smaller, which means you think they are still possible, right?"

Radolon's eyes were serious, and he didn't have the slightest hint of sarcasm in his attitude.

"Because he is Horus, the invincible warmaster, the wolf-shepherd god of the Emperor, and the leader of the rebellion. Even if he is the only one who betrays, I have no doubt that he can enter Terra."

"Anyone who underestimates Horus will pay the price. When you become complacent, the blade of the Luna Wolf will cut off your head."

"You and I both know how close our Gene-Father was to Horus. Among the Primarchs, only Ferrus and Fulgrim could be compared to or surpass him. He never underestimated Horus, and neither can we."

Suddenly, the astropath who was reporting screamed, and a series of urgent communications crossed the long distance of the subspace through astropathic and arrived at the command center of the Red Tear.

"Read!"

The astropath immediately began to report, and Radon also noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

"Father needs us. Horus' flagship, the Vengeful Spirit, has appeared to the west of the Beta Garmon Cluster!"

"Jaghatai Khan's scouts have discovered the enemy's tracks, and he has engaged Horus's army."

"All dispatched fleets must complete their missions and rush to the frontline areas to fight without delay."

The astropath's report was brief, but Radon read it over and over again. They, the dispatched Blood Angels, must return to defend immediately and reunite with the Angel's Tears.

The decisive battle is coming.

"Turn around and move forward at full speed."

It was obviously impossible for Chagatai Khan to fight against the powerful Horus on his own, even with the help of the Sky Eagle.

When Lane Jonson finally saw his opponent step onto the chessboard, he mobilized all the forces in his hands and headed to the galaxy where Horus appeared to start a decisive battle.

There is no need to use fancy tactics against a tactical master like Horus, because the wolf god understands your tactics better than you think, and only a real hard power confrontation can defeat him.

The Lion of Caliban was convinced of this, and he could not wait to engage Horus in battle.

For a moment, the entire Betagarmon Imperial Expeditionary Force was regrouping, Chagatai Khan's fleet in the west was engaging the enemy, while the Sanguinius fleet in the center was gathering, and Ryan's space fleet was coming to support from both wings, while attacking the opponent at the same time.

The blood in Radon's chest was boiling. He had seen that the most grand war since the rebellion had begun before him. As a commander and an Astartes born for war, he was excited to be able to take part in such a war.

"Come on, Horus, the wolf-shepherd god, let me see what you are capable of!"

(End of this chapter)