Warhammer 40: Starting as a Rogue Trader

Chapter 234 Purifying Blackrock Fortress

Huron, who was skilled at farming, knew very well how terrifying a farming master could be.

They also understood how much energy five hundred resource planets could generate.

He once expanded his forces while fighting, managing to increase the number of Astartes to 5500. He knew that the Empire wasn't unable to afford to increase the number of Astartes, but rather that it didn't want to. The consequences of the legions' rebellion still stung the Empire ten thousand years later.

The Primarch's death could completely shatter the shackles binding the Ultramarines, making him the target of their rage.

The decaying empire still occupies a vast territory.

The Ultra Warrior wouldn't listen to his explanation.

Compared to the fleet under Vingar's command, whose interests were intertwined.

The troops under Huron's command were truly won over by his personal charisma. Even though they did not fully understand Huron's orders, they still resolutely carried them out.

"Lord Huron, is this the right thing to do? Won't it cause dissatisfaction among others within our ranks? After all, this is tantamount to attacking friendly forces."

"It's alright. Vingar acted on his own and disobeyed my orders. I can grant autonomy to capable people, but that doesn't mean I'm letting them run wild. I provided them with personnel, warships, and supplies. They should give me the rewards they deserve for enjoying this treatment, instead of using my money and food to do things that harm the interests of the Red Pirates."

Only fools would be so blinded by immediate gains that they become slaves to chaos. Do you really think we Red Pirates are all mindless lunatics? I can tell they are too.

After this is over, I will give the wealth that originally belonged to Vyngar to these lords, and they will appease their own subordinates for me.

Send a message to the fleet under Vyngar's command, ordering them to leave the battlefield with me. If they obey my orders now, I will forgive their past transgressions. If they refuse, then they may die with Vyngar!
What a waste of Blackrock Fortress. Also, while you're at it, send a message to the Ultramarines for me, telling them that this was Vaingar's unauthorized action, and that he was misled by Abaddon and the Chaos Gods to do such a thing.

Then tell the Ultramarines, Lord of the Red Pirates, Luft Huron, to give his regards to Robert Guilliman, Lord of the Ultramarines, as a gift to celebrate his return!

Looking at Blackrock Fortress, Huron still felt a pang of heartache, but it was no longer realistic to reclaim it. This warship was a reward from Abaddon for the incompetent Abaddon who had destroyed a large number of his warships and personnel during the twelve Black Expeditions.

Since he's already done it, he might as well try to direct the Ultramarines' rage towards Abaddon. Whether he succeeds or not, he won't lose out, and if he succeeds, he can receive Abaddon's power.

How could Guilliman's son lack ambition? Abaddon is no good as the war commander, and Huron thinks he might be more suitable to take the position.

The sight of the Protoss warships and the Zerg floating in the void filled Huron with great apprehension.

The corrupt, stagnant empire had actually begun to accept assistance from aliens? This struck him as unbelievable.

He always had a feeling that with the addition of these aliens, the Empire would undergo changes he didn't want to see.

Under Huron's orders, the Red Pirates' fleet that had invaded Macragge began to retreat.

Huron's orders were more important to them than to Viningal, not to mention that Viningal had now gone completely mad.

When the Ultramarines received this communication, Guilliman certainly didn't believe it entirely. He didn't give this traitor, who might be his own son, a friendly look.

However, he still decided to let the Imperial fleet allow those Chaos warships to leave, hoping to relieve some pressure and give them a better chance of stopping Blackrock Fortress.

Gao Yi's attitude towards Huron was similar to Guilliman's. In his eyes, apart from being much weaker than Abaddon in terms of combat strength, Huron was in no way inferior to Abaddon in other aspects, and was even more intelligent.

The other party never hid his ambitions, but he was not as aggressive as Abaddon. After immersing himself in Chaos, he became more patient and knew how to accumulate strength. His Red Pirates had also reached the size of a legion.

Most importantly, the Red Pirates are more cohesive than Abaddon's Black Legion. When you talk to Abaddon about money, he talks about ideals and friendship. If you really talk about friendship, he says you're not qualified. The 30k old men are too arrogant, while the 40k Huron is practical enough.

He wouldn't do anything for some vague, illusory power; everything he did was to strengthen himself.

Gao Yi was already thinking of a plan: perhaps he could provide more resources for the fallen angels hiding in the chaos, split the Red Pirates, or directly take a place among the Red Pirates.

Huron arrived and departed quickly, leaving Blackrock Fortress alone to face the remaining human fleet. Without the cover of the other Chaos ships, thrusters were destroyed one by one, and the assault forces continued to damage Blackrock Fortress's engine compartments, significantly slowing its speed.

At this point, Chaos had been suppressed to its last stronghold.

The combined forces of the two Ultramarines, Night Watchers, Imperial Guards, Protoss, Zerg, Gao Yi, Kaul, and Guilliman were already beyond the reach of Vaingar and the Tzeentch Archmages.

"Kaelas! Buff the brothers! Aim at our position and drop the time bomb!"

"Yes, sir!"

The psionic matrix on the Spear of Adun began to operate, and even through the layers of barriers of Blackrock Fortress, the direct buff from the Protoss still reached everyone.

All the Protoss were now enveloped in an unbreakable psionic shield. Although the shield was short-lived, it was enough for the Templars to break through the enemy's lines.

The demons discovered that their warp flames were impenetrable, and as they tried to escape and create distance, the Protoss time bombs teleported them directly to the center of the battlefield.

Without any violent explosions, large numbers of enemies were suddenly frozen in place, with only Tzeentch the Archmage and the Archmage Vynggar possessing barely any ability to move.

The Protoss were unaffected.

"A time weapon?!" Caul's curiosity was piqued again.

Guilliman then looked at Gao Yi. He had seen the Protoss's combat strength clearly along the way, especially Artanis. His combat skills and physical qualities surprised him. Even during the Great Crusade, he had rarely seen an Xenomorph whose individual combat strength could reach this level.

The psychic abilities displayed by the other party made him consider how he would react when facing them.

Such aliens often inflict terrible losses on the Empire. On the other hand, while Kerrigan did not display the same combat prowess as Artanis, the psionic energy released from her body was even stronger than Artanis's.

Artanis's psionic power comes only from himself, while Kerrigan's psionic power comes from the entire Zerg swarm.

Gao Yi's arrival further exacerbated the already severe suppression of the most powerful and skilled psionic magic of the Tzeentch demons.

Barely able to move, the Great Demon Tzeentch brandished his staff, unleashing a barrage of devastating psionic spells upon the attackers.

But before it could even make contact with the enemy, it completely dissipated in mid-air.

Standing in the middle of the group, Gao Yi absorbed all the incoming subspace magic.

I can absorb Slaanesh, so your Tzeentch isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap for me. Are you trying to fob me off with a few thousand psionic crystals?

With the psionic threat gone, Guilliman felt he was in charge again, and if he didn't take action soon, he would really be just a bystander.

He brandished the Emperor's Sword and charged toward the restrained Tzeentch.

The Ultramarines followed their Primarchs to the forefront.

Tzeentch's head was severed. Looking at the decapitated demon, Guilliman felt that this was the easiest Tzeentch he had ever encountered in his life.

The Imperial Flame carried by the Emperor's Sword also burned his soul to ashes.

Only Vyngar remained as an enemy on the battlefield.

Upon seeing the appearance of the Emperor's Sword and the Primarch, he lost his previous arrogance. He had just ascended to demonhood and had already encountered something that could completely kill demons.

He threw himself into the life of a cunning and fortune-telling man, only to find that fate was about to play a cruel joke on him.
(End of this chapter)