This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 256 carries the sweetness of victory's wine (more to come later).

The Fenris system is a world of death, famously associated with an empire.

It is the headquarters and main recruitment site for the Space Wolves.

It is named after the giant wolf in ancient Terran mythology, and most of its place names also come from ancient Scandinavian mythology and the languages ​​of Old Earth, making it a star system that feels quite familiar to the four time travelers.

Fenris is located in the southern part of the Misty Starfield, very close to the end of the subspace rift known as the "Eye of Terror." It is one of the key planets that the Chaos forces want to use to launch surprise attacks and plunder the Solar Starfield.

This is precisely why Fenris, including hundreds of surrounding worlds, is exceptionally vulnerable to attacks.
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"Only the wise and the cunning are not troubled by anything."

"For Ruth and the All-Father!"

"Everything is planned."

"For the final battle, for the moment of the wolf!"

When the Dawn Fleet leaped out of the subspace and returned to the real universe, before it could be confirmed and calibrated, a deluge of information flooded into the Dawn's information system from all channels.

At this very moment, a Chaos armed force led by the Tzeentch Warband is waging a siege against Midgardia in the Fenris system.

This is the only habitable planet in the Fenris system besides Fenris and its moon 'Wolf Moon', but like Fenris itself, Midgardia is a deadly world.

According to communications relayed by the navigators, these descendants of Magnus are piloting an Ark of Doom, a fleet primarily composed of five cruisers, and over thirty Silver Towers of Sinchire—

These special demon engines are powered by the warp energy drawn from the ship's binding wizards. Their small size allows them to unleash firepower and defensive capabilities far exceeding those of ordinary frigates, while also enabling them to send troops to the surface through magical portals.

Everyone instinctively looked at Alm Iron Oath.

"It's those cowardly senko again."

The warship system was undergoing debugging to enter the real universe. At this moment, Wolf Guard's face was very gloomy, but from his eyes, which were not flustered at all, it could be seen that Old Wolf had expected this.

The feud between Qianzi and Space Wolves has a long history, and these traitors never miss an opportunity to cause trouble for Space Wolves.

The Space Wolves have never followed the Astartes Codex. Although they are called a chapter, they have always maintained a legion structure. If it weren't for the restrictions of the 'Wolf Spiral', the Wolf Legion could easily have a size of around 100,000 people if the twelve large legions were fully staffed.

However, due to genetic limitations and losses from years of war, the Wolf Pack's numbers have inevitably decreased, and are now probably about the same as the Black Templars.

Even in the 40k era, the Wolf Pack inevitably fell into decline, but today they are still an Astartes force far exceeding that of ordinary warbands.

That's why Senko, who couldn't defeat Space Wolves even during the Legion era, wouldn't be foolish enough to confront these arch-enemies head-on.

".Why."

Looking at the Ominous Ark, which was still able to handle the attack from four combat barges with ease.

Alm couldn't help but sigh, and bowed to the Primarchs.

Since Bjorn the One-Handed led the first Great Hunt in search of Primarch Lemanrus, this tradition has continued for millennia and has been carried out 29 times.

With the help of the rune priests' prophecy, the Space Wolves, under the leadership of the alpha wolf, will gather almost the entire chapter's strength to attack the Chaos Armies in hopes of finding any trace of Lemanrus.

At the same time, the Fenris galaxy will also fall into a relatively weak time point.

The most serious invasion was the Second Great Hunt during the 31k era.

Primarch Magnus attacked Wolffang Keep and killed the rune priest who was in charge of researching the 'Spiral of the Wolves' to mitigate the side effects of werewolfification and enable those from outside the homeworld who volunteered to participate in the Morkai Trials to survive the devastation caused by werewolf genes.

From then on, the idea of ​​Space Wolves splitting off into sub-units was completely shattered, and the number of soldiers in each Dalian inevitably began to gradually decrease, leading to the inevitable decline of Space Wolves.

Just like now.

According to Arthur's observation of the strategic deployment within the star system, apart from the mobile ships besieging the Thousand Sons fleet, the rest of the Space Wolf fleet was orbiting the 'Wolf Moon' of Fenris, in a passive defensive posture against the orbital defense system.

According to Imperial records, Space Wolf possessed eight combat barges and more than thirty strike cruisers of various types.

In fact, this number is likely higher than expected, since the battleships and cruisers that served the Space Wolf during the Great Expedition period wouldn't just disappear into thin air.

However, just as the Ultramarines could only treat the Radiance of Macragge as a sacred relic after it floated back from the warp during the 40k era, the Wolf Pack's fleet also faced an awkward situation.

Nobody's driving it.

Especially after the Wolf Pack refused to accept the Astartes Codex, its position within the Empire has been very awkward. Even with the Wolf Pack's hospitality, very few people would visit the Fenris system.

This also makes it difficult for the already sparsely populated Fenris system to recruit and train personnel to operate the fleet.

The Fenris system, like the people suffering within it, has been plagued by misfortune. Whether within or outside the Empire, the troubles caused by the Space Wolves have never diminished.

Alm felt very ashamed at this moment.

It was supposed to be an invitation, a decision made under the Alpha Wolf's leadership to try and get closer to the contemporary Primarch, but it turned into this mess because of the Thousand Sons' invasion.

He glanced at the fleet entangled with the Thousand Sons, then at the glorious Dawn Fleet.

This makes it seem as if Fenris foresaw the attack and planned to lure the Primarch over to help them solve the problem.

What a shame!
"Please allow me to apologize, gentlemen."

Alm said apologetically.

"We have prepared a warm fireplace and wine, and have no intention of bringing weapons and blood to our guests. Please allow us to join our brothers in the war and offer you, sirs, a victory."

Even with the Dawn Fleet already here, he didn't have the face to ask the Primarchs to intervene in the war.

"How to say?"

The group exchanged glances, and Superman's mind almost instantly grasped the situation on Fenris.

Fenris is under siege, and Space Wolves are on the defensive. Thousand Sons has somehow acquired an Ominous Ark, which is attacking the surface of Midgardia, though its specific purpose is unclear.

But whatever their purpose, they have now encroached on Dawnwing's territory.

Moreover, the arrival of the Dawn Fleet greatly stimulated the Thousand Sons. They changed their relaxed stalemate and began to launch a frenzied attack on the Space Wolves army on the surface.

Midgardian travelers are familiar with it; it is a special mineral deposit in Fenris, one of the important sources of the Frost Prison series weapons: Frost Crystal, and also the location of the fragments of the Star God Burner Niadra.

This fragment is well preserved, probably because it hasn't been mixed with other Star God fragments.

But it was incredibly bad.

In the textual descriptions in the memories of the transmigrators, their full output created a lava lake beneath the planet, and they even needed to draw energy from the Earth's core to recover, otherwise they would not be able to escape the planet's gravity.

Then, not long after, it was captured by the fleet that came from Tarasin.

"I'll leave it to you." Romulus raised his hand, indicating that he would relinquish the decision-making role and step back from the forefront.

There was no way around it; the Space Wolf, like some of the Sons of Dorne and the Dark Angels, were all Guilliman's nemesis. They hated him because of his connections, and these people didn't give him a friendly look either, let alone get involved in the war.

Who knows what they might say about him: "We need to understand Fenris's defenses," "We need to uncover the secrets of the Space Wolves in an attempt to take control of this warband," or "We need to use this opportunity to stand on the moral high ground and coerce the Wolves into submission," and so on.

Every time he tries to do something, these people will attribute his actions to an ambitious purpose.

Really are--

"It doesn't matter."

Just as Alm looked ashamed, Arthur placed his hand on his shoulder.

"The Wings of Dawn will intervene in the war. We will fight within the area designated by the Space Wolves, but we also need to intervene in the interrogation after capturing the Thousand Sons Wizard in order to learn about the conspiracy of the Dark Gods."

While these warriors are actually quite easy to get along with if you set aside the savage and ferocious filter, even the passionate and unruly Space Wolves harbor dark and heavy secrets.

For example, in the 13th Company, Fenris doesn't have any wolves or anything like that.

Having dealt with the Dark Angels for a long time, Arthur knows very well what boundaries are.

While this approach brought a high level of comfort, it also left Alm unsure how to respond.

this.
The space wolves present were all utterly shocked.

The wolf pack, who were always responsive to gentle persuasion but not force, were suddenly at a loss.

Refuse them. It would be shameful to refuse someone who is the Primarch.

I agree, it's embarrassing to have guests help you when cockroaches get into your house.

"I agree."

A steady, somewhat aged voice came from the sound array system, startling Alm, who was still in a daze.

At the same moment, a figure with a full head of silver hair, wearing Terminator armor, and who could be described as old even in Astartes, appeared before everyone through a projection.

"Old Wolf".

Alm and his space wolves beat their chests in salute.

Everyone recognized the other person's identity from their appearance and the wolf's reaction.

"Fenris thanks you all for coming, and also for your support."

Logan Grimner, Chapter Master of the Space Wolves, salutes the Primarchs.

This made Alm subconsciously purse his lips; he didn't quite understand why the Alpha Wolf would choose to let the Primarchs deal with this mess.

"We apologize that we were unable to clean a clean room in time to welcome our distinguished guests to Fenris with mead and food."

"It doesn't matter."

Arthur shook his head again.

"Time, place, and what we need to do."

he asked.

"The Midgardia defense line, at coordinates 55°10′, now requires support from surface armed forces."

Old Wolf replied immediately.

"it is good."

Arthur immediately agreed.
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Rumble!
Flames erupted in the sky, and demons surged forth from the earth in a chaotic manner, mingling with the chaotic mortal army. The cannons in the sky immediately locked on, and shells rained down.

boom! boom! boom!
Limbs and pieces of flesh flew into the sky. The artillery fire could no longer stop these crazed monsters. They rushed into the burning fortress and mine, tearing steel with their mutated limbs and the power of the warp. The defenders, who were struggling to fight, saw this and began to fight back.

Like a giant wave rising from the sea, it threw the wolves into disarray.

But the wolves were not alarmed but delighted. Their weak opponent had finally given up on that damned witchcraft attack. As long as they could withstand this last blow, the war would be over.

The carnage reached its climax as a space wolf, its eyes wide with tension, followed a holy, forged-iron-clad fearless warrior charging into the enemy ranks, tearing apart enemy after enemy with its weapon.

"Wait for the signal, coordinate with the Soulless troops, find weak points and launch a concentrated attack, ignore sporadic resistance, and prioritize dealing with the Chaos Wizards."

A black and red iron torrent merged into the ice-blue defensive line, and then, like a sharp claw emerging from beneath fur and paw pads, pierced deep into the enemy formation.

"No need for shame, no need for complaints, let us embrace victory in the right way."

The sharp sound startled the wolves awake, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the tall figure in the wind and snow.

"Let us drink heartily under the aurora borealis of Fenris, beneath the ashes of our enemies."

"A drink that carries the weight of a victory—"

The cold wind of Midgardia clung to his cloak as Arthur drew his sword first.

"It will definitely be even sweeter."

"Repent, for today is your death day!"

"For Ruth, for All-Father!"

Alm laughed heartily and charged forward with the wolves.

He never imagined that an original from another family would be so to their liking.

He then glanced out of the corner of his eye at the black knights who were moving forward alongside the Primarch.

They have an Primarch who pays attention to every detail, an Primarch who is willing to respect everyone, and an Primarch who is never arrogant, can put aside his airs, and can quickly reach a consensus with his colleagues.

These dark angels—

A look of envy appeared in Alm's eyes.

That's really lucky.

　P.S.: More later, everyone go to sleep early.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)