This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 278 I really want to lead an army of normal people
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The gray sky was swirling, leaving ripples on the solid earth, spreading outwards from the center.

Rumbling--

A wreckage, a colossal ruin of a hive city, pierced the sky. It was so massive that its shadow almost blotted out the entire heavens, swirling with the storm with a heavy and unstoppable force.

Just one glance is enough to send chills down your spine and make you tremble from your tailbone all the way to your forehead.

An unparalleled visual impact!

Boom!

A convoy of scavengers, trying to evade bailiffs, drove their vehicles into the storm.

Shortly after they entered the storm, a barrage of artillery fire from the storm's interior precisely targeted the convoy.

The armored vehicle, which was just moments before unscathed from the bailiffs' machine guns, had its outer armor torn off in the blink of an eye, and the mechanical priest inside was instantly reduced to a bloody mist by the high-speed sandstorm.

The storm continued to rage on and on, erasing all traces of the place in the blink of an eye.

Amidst the sandstorm, a meeting is underway.

One side had neat military bearing and upright posture, while the other side had outdated equipment and hunched posture.

That was a signal that they were ready to attack at any moment, like a lion arching its body, ready to tear the enemy's throat apart.

Right in the center of the two teams, Arthur stood with his sword in hand.

No matter how fierce the surrounding sandstorm was, it began to swirl around their group, as if there were an indestructible, invisible barrier that was strongly resisting the erosion of the storm.

There are quite a lot.

Arthur gazed at the group of Space Marines, each with their own unique paint scheme.

The Mechanicus's pursuit was entirely expected. Since a warning zone had been publicly established and they had been warned, it was no longer their problem if they still came looking for death.

These fallen angels before us were the first to respond proactively after receiving the secret order.

The fallen angels stationed in the fortress also each had their own purposes.

The vast majority of them have never actually embraced chaos, and some who have even turned to chaos believe that they can expel the subtle chaotic corruption within their bodies through the warp repulsion of the Blackrock.

Some believe that the Black Stone is the key to saving the Empire, and that they have gathered here because of some kind of destiny, that they are required by heaven to be the guardians of this secret so that they can save humanity at the critical moment.

Some believe that the Lion King will return, pardon their crimes, and they will fight for the Empire once again.

The wind howled, and the two men gripped their guns tightly, silently gazing at each other.

The leading fallen angel looked up at Arthur, his gaze momentarily unfocused as he stared at his calm face.

Arthur also noticed the marks on his tattered fabric.

A thick horizontal line has five vertical lines that decrease in length from the middle to the sides, but they do not cross each other.

The Broken Crown Order, former members of the Crowned Heavenly Army, typically served as the Lion King's personal guard.

He comes from the same background as Kai, and Kai knows him, so there's no problem with their identities.

"your name."

Arthur asked calmly.

He stood with his sword sheathed, his entire body exposed to the enemy's firepower.

"Gallad, Lord Arthur."

The fallen angel replied.

"you know me?"

Arthur looked surprised.

Even among the Space Marines, very few knew of him and Ramses.

"There are many rumors about you in the Sea of ​​Souls. Before we came to Vigilant Fortress, we encountered a Sons of the Emperor warband. They tried to get close to you by taking our bodies and tempting you to fall."

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This is something Slaanesh would do. Arthur gripped the hilt of his sword, inexplicably feeling an urge to stab Forgrim a couple of times.

He then added.

"Thank you for your efforts, which saved me from a conspiracy."

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This left the surrounding fallen angels momentarily speechless.

They emphasized this incident primarily to clarify their understanding of the Primarchs and to let them know not to try to outsmart them with those underhanded tactics.

"It is my honor, sir."

After a moment of hesitation, Galad finally spoke in reply.

Let's get straight to the point.

Seeing the other person's awkward expression, Arthur simply said:
"Just as the rumors say, I am gathering the dark angels of Caliban from ten thousand years ago. I will give each dark angel a chance to prove their loyalty, ample weapons and supplies, try to understand your demands, give you the honor and recognition you deserve, and a promise to meet the Lion King."

"And the Dark Angels under my command will also obey my orders and abide by the Dark Angels' military discipline."

"My lord, is it possible for us to take revenge?"

Galad immediately asked.

Azrael, who was in the group, instinctively tensed up.

He glanced at Kai beside him, who seemed completely unfazed.

"To the Lion King, or to the Boulder?"

"Towards the boulder."

"The inner ring is fine, but the battle group is not."

Arthur replied seriously.

The inner ring is an absolute cancer, something that must be eradicated, but the dark angels who fight in accordance with the code of chivalry are innocent.

If they are indiscriminately slaughtered, then these fallen angels are no different from the inner circle.

"We will conduct a detailed review of the entire Caliban incident and analyze the motives behind the Stone's pursuit of fallen angels over the past ten thousand years. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

He explained patiently.

Disappointment still lingered among the fallen angels.

But Arthur did not give in because of this.

"If you do not agree with my solution, you are free to leave. I will not indiscriminately slaughter the victims who have not been tainted by chaos. You are free to leave the galaxy's turmoil, find a planet to live in seclusion, and wait for the Lion King to return and ask me to take you to demand an explanation. This is all I can do."

"But if we meet on opposing battlefields, I will show no mercy."

Arthur never intended to compromise.

It's fine to have a conflict with the inner ring. The other side isn't a good thing either. It's okay if the fallen angels of today are victims. Those who should be arrested and sentenced should be arrested and sentenced. If it's too troublesome, just lock them up.

But who is the enemy and who is the ally must be clearly defined from the beginning.

Trying to smooth things over will only make things more difficult; he won't accept extreme inner circles, nor will he want fallen angels who take extremes.

If we were to lead the fallen angels to conquer the warband, it would be exhilarating, but the impact of these divine beings would likely take hundreds of years to fade away.

So this is Arthur's bottom line: going to extremes is out of the question, going into chaos is certain death, and if you don't want to fight, you can be guaranteed resettlement. If you fight with me, you'll get everything you need, and I'll personally commend you for any truly secret wars.

The legion's system is written in black and white; if you can't change their thinking, then change the people.

Otherwise, what's the point of him working himself to the bone every day and then spending every spare moment talking to the Dark Angel?
As Arthur explained in detail, the fallen angels looked at him with increasingly complex expressions.

He only hoped that the Dark Angels fighting under his command wouldn't be so extreme.

He really wanted to lead an army of normal people!

(End of this chapter)