This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 169 What to do? Only kill!

Arthur of the 'Silent Oath' threw an Alphareth into the warp rift, sending him into Ramses' warp park, and then turned and left.

He raised his hand, his palm blocking out certain lines in the background. Zabril, who was still cleaning up, immediately understood and led his team to become alert.

"Please say."

Arthur spoke up.

"Is Alpha finished dealing with it?"

Romulus asked.

Since entering the human colonies, the Alpha Legion has been arriving one after another. This Alpha Legion has a deep penetration into the Charter Fleet and the Imperial Navy. In fact, several Dark Angels have even hitched a ride on their ships.

However, the results were not optimistic.

The Dalian unit, which calls itself the "Sons of the First Return," has a total of 1458 members. The number of new recruits and reserves is unknown. Of the 216 people who have boarded the ship, almost two-thirds have been tainted by chaos and cannot be kept. There are even 9 people who have been possessed by demons.

The internal Chaos beliefs are also intricate and complex, with almost everything being believed in. The most amazing thing is that the leader of a non-distributed cult is a loyalist who does not believe in Chaos and is devoted to humanity.

Recently, Arthur and Ramses have been busy executing Chaos Alphas, selecting people to take over their intelligence system, and settling non-Chaos Alphas.

This is a very energy-consuming operation. After all, the fact that Alpha is difficult to infiltrate the Dark Angels system does not mean that their professionalism is lacking. These nimble Hydras are not easy to fool, and it will take a lot of effort to get them to honestly help with the work.

"I can get away."

Arthur looked around and then replied.

The dark angels who overheard the conversation felt a sense of comfort.

"Help me deal with some people. Some of them may be far away and I need Ravenwing's assistance."

Romulus said.

"it is good."

Arthur nodded, accepted the list, then waved his hand, and several dark figures disappeared with him.
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The arrival of the expeditionary fleet brought unprecedented victories and greatly boosted the morale of the punitive fleet members.

The soldiers fighting on the front lines finally lost some of their resentment; at least in the propaganda directed at them, their heroic fighting played a significant role in delaying the inevitable.

That's true. After all, if these people hadn't delayed Yuanjian despite their tactical mistakes, the expeditionary fleet might have been wiped out by the time it arrived.

In contrast to the cheerful atmosphere at the grassroots level, a bloody purge was underway in various fleets and among merchant and wandering groups.

"Amphion Fox, ruler of the Fox dynasty, instigated the civil war in the empire from 743.M41.0121, and is hereby charged with treason and sentenced to death by hanging."

"Emery Vasquez, captain of the battleship 'Imperial Decree', at..."

Snapped--

The exquisite watch face shattered, and blood dripped down the luxurious clothing, making the deep red carpet appear black under the light.

In the hall not far away, on the streetlights simulating the luxurious decorations of the ground, corpses were hanging, swaying slowly in the breeze stirred up by the climate simulation system.

Rost was dragged to the gravity noose, and the insignia of the Inquisition wrapped around his neck left deep marks on his skin under the immense pressure.

His face turned bright red as he stared intently at the knight before him, a series of announcements echoing in his mind, his eyes blazing with fury.

He didn't understand why the expeditionary fleet dared to arrest naval nobles and traveling merchants, and he couldn't believe that they would dare to take action against the court.

How dare they! How dare they!
The court will not let you off the hook; a second month of shame is sure to come!
The severed bones twitched as Arthur expressionlessly hung it up, swallowing back the words Rost had just uttered.

The Month of Shame was essentially a power struggle by the Inquisition over Astartes, which ended with the Inquisition's underwear being torn off, making any threats against the Founding Company by the Inquisition seem ridiculous afterward.

He was too lazy to talk, and this person didn't deserve to listen.

Arthur released his grip, and the gravity lock quickly pulled him up—

The empire's high-ranking officials have undergone physical modifications to some extent, so ordinary hanging methods cannot kill them; even the execution devices need to be of higher quality.

He then glanced around the magnificent banquet hall, large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of nobles, and looked at the corpses swaying in the wind, nodding.

Thanks to the Empire's extravagance, nearly 10,000 people were hanged, yet the streetlights are still standing.

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Countless nobles who were at the banquet watched the scene before them with bated breath.

Some were terrified, praying for the emperor's protection so that nothing more would happen, as their entire families were about to be slaughtered; others were startled and frantically tried to grab weapons, only to be held down by their families.

Some, filled with anticipation, leisurely raised their glasses and gazed out the portholes at the countless colossal ships that obscured the starlight.

The myriad aspects of human nature are difficult to summarize in a single sentence. The chosen mortal representatives read out their crimes, while the dark angels inflicted the appropriate punishments on each of these war criminals.

This was an execution aimed at the entire upper echelons of the empire.

"Judge Rost, a member of the Exile Order, began arbitrarily mobilizing the Tyrannical Defense Fleet on 742.M41.0908, and began intervening in the Empire's internal strife on 743.M41.0121, resulting in the depletion of the mobile forces of the Altrama Defense Front, the fall of the Far East Starfield, and the direct confrontation of more than five hundred Empire worlds with the Tyrannical offensive, causing trillions of Empire citizens to suffer."

"In the punitive operations against the Tau Empire, the fleet made several wrong military decisions, resulting in the loss of a large number of personnel, including 3 Warhound-class Titans, 93 Astartes, and 7 Astral Legions, which made no progress in the punitive fleet's offensive."

"He is now sentenced to the punishment of white phosphorus for 13 crimes, including treason and dereliction of duty."

"Execute now!"

A faint flame detached from the gravity-operated rope and drifted onto the luxurious garments.

Judge Rost's muscles trembled as he stared intently at the knight before him, but soon, the piercing, searing pain made it impossible for him to maintain his hatred any longer.

Arthur didn't even glance at the contracting pupils, then at the nobles around him, and simply picked up the book in his hands—

It was obtained from Alpha, and it details a series of infiltration operation plans for various Alpha branches.

Hu~hu~
The white flames burned on and on, growing ever stronger, yet no sound could be heard as gravity confined the air.

The reckless person vanished with the flames, eventually transforming into an ever-burning lamp under the constraints of gravity.

It will continue to burn silently forever, serving as a warning to everyone who sees it.
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The expeditionary fleet was stationed in Damocles Bay for almost nine weeks, taking nearly longer than it would have taken to traverse the territory of the Tau Empire, before finally clearing the chaos from this star system.

Romulus was the busiest person during this period, as he had to take up power to communicate and coordinate with various forces within the sector and formulate plans.

For example, the restoration plan, and the development plan for the territory of the Tau Empire.

Romulus discussed the sector's future development plans with the new sector governor.

Although the original governor of the sector had done a good job in developing the sector, losing more than a dozen planets was an unacceptable serious crime, and according to the law, he should have been punished through normal procedures.

Fortunately, Romulus was willing to study those policies and ultimately chose one of the old governor's political allies in the appointment of the new governor.

"Thanks to Lord Romulus's help, I and the people of the sector were able to escape from this disaster."

The sector governor was very grateful to Romulus, not only because Romulus had put Damocles Bay back in order, but also because the arrival of the expeditionary fleet had saved the status of their noble alliance.

He was ambitious to some extent, and certainly not a fool.

There are just some things they have to face that even they can't solve.

After all, with so many battleships, if the former sector governor hadn't chosen to strengthen the orbital defense system to protect trade routes, his entire family would have been reduced to ashes by the light spears.

Romulus solved these problems for him and was even willing to assist them in managing the colonies, although he had a lot of demands. However, the expeditionary fleet probably didn't care about their barren star sector.

The next priority is to use them as a base to develop the territory of the Tau Empire by leveraging the forces within the expeditionary fleet, including the Inquisition, other merchant ronin, Astartes, and the Mechanicus.

I've heard that several of the Astartes Chapters don't even have a homeworld.

Romulus also held this relatively moderate noble alliance in high regard, at least much higher than the two merchant ronin dynasties and the Rost Inquisitor.

They are capable of understanding the big picture, have the ability to develop the star sector under certain conditions, and can still pay taxes; we can't ask for more.

This is the limit for mortals.

Romulus, back on the Dawn, looked at the "Beibu Gulf Starfield Development Plan" in his hand, which had been completed through extensive communication, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The trouble is finally resolved.

So now——

Romulus straightened up, stretched a bit, and placed his hands on the edge of the command platform. His long-unworn gauntlets were pushed aside as he moved.

Finally, we were able to deal with the last and most serious problem.

Countless lines began to weave in my mind, and countless battlefields began to emerge in my imagination.

Insect swarm.

(End of this chapter)