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It was he who ordered the Imperial Fists to return to defend Terra during the Battle of Fal, and that was the opportunity for Captain Tyr and others to board the Iron Blood.

The images of Leonard and Tyr flashed through Dorn's mind. They were his best and most precious sons, and they also sacrificed their lives for the survival of the empire.

"I'm sorry, father." Pollax lowered his head, his voice trembling slightly, "We failed to live up to your expectations. The soldiers who boarded the Iron Blood were unable to complete the mission of beheading Perturabo."

Even Roche felt that the Imperial Fists were too demanding of him. Please, he was a Primarch. Especially since the Iron Lord was still in his fleet and on his flagship, he still had his defenses broken by the remnants of the Imperial Fists and arrived before him.

What courage and glory this is! Even if they fail in the end, it is still an honorable defeat.

Instead, the one who should be most ashamed and broken-hearted should be Perturabo, whose son's incompetence allowed him to face the Imperial Fists on his own flagship.

"Stand up, my son," Dorn said to Pollux.

"You don't have to kneel to anyone except the Emperor. I saw your courage in boarding Perturabo's flagship. That was the shame of my traitorous brother, not yours. I think Perturabo must be very angry because my son is much better than his sons."

"I am proud of you. You live up to the name of the Imperial Fists."

Dorn's praise made this iron warrior tremble all over. At this moment, all the hardships and pains he had experienced along the way were duly rewarded. He did not bring shame to his father, and his father was even proud of him.

Looking at the harmonious scene in front of him, Roxi was also happy for Pollax. In this cruel war, how many Astartes could return to their genetic father?

Pollax was undoubtedly the lucky one.

He glanced to the side and saw the White Scars warriors standing in the corner in silence.

They stood together with the Space Wolves' hunting packs, and a slight commotion and whispers could be heard from among them. It was obvious that seeing the Imperial Fists and their Gene-Father reunited, these Astartes also felt envious.

The next second, Luo Xi only felt a strong wind rushing in from the door, and a giant over four meters tall, wearing armor in a mixture of gold and milky white colors, came to the middle of the room.

Luo Xi saw the low-key and gorgeous beast totem carvings on the body of this noble giant. The scarlet and milky white cloak fluttered with his steps, and the tall tied bun danced in the wind as he moved, as if he was the embodiment of the concept of freedom.

"Chagatai Khan, Lord of the Fifth Legion." This thought flashed through his mind.

Seeing the Khan he had been thinking about day and night appear before him, even Guntura was extremely excited. He was about to salute his primarch, but was stopped by the other's big hands.

"Gantula, my son." Chagatai first called the White Scars warrior's name, and then, without waiting for the other party to reply, he immediately asked quickly, "Put aside those unnecessary etiquettes and tell me, who owns those three ships?"

"Those three ships, three damn fast ships!"

The Primarch dragged Guntu to the side porthole of the Phalanx. Through the thick barriers, they could clearly see the thunderclouds parked around it.

"Oh my god, look at those beautiful streamlined structures and the perfect arrangement of the engine array. I can feel the power of these ships. They are definitely, definitely much faster than our Bladestorm."

Poor Guntura, a brave warrior on the battlefield, was easily lifted up like a three-year-old child in the hands of his own Primarch. Chagatai Khan eagerly asked for information about the ships without even saying hello to his brothers.

"Father, the names of those ships are Thunderclouds," Gantura explained. "They are the latest planetary battleships produced by the Five Hundred Worlds. They are also super weapons that Lord Guilliman specially launched into the water to fight against the rebels."

"Guilliman?" Chagatai asked with a hint of confusion.

"You mean the ambitious vassal king of the Far East Galaxy? How come I didn't know he had this ability?"

Roche was immediately furious. Why did Guilliman always look so ambitious in everyone's eyes? Did he really look that dishonest?

He was just about to open his mouth to defend his best friend, but now Guilliman was trying hard to stab the traitors in the ass from behind. He was the much-awaited reinforcement, so he should at least show some respect, right?

Chagatai let his son go. The hardships experienced by the White Scars were no less than those of other legions. When he received the bad news from Isstvan, he decided to find the answer himself and was besieged by the Alpha Legion in the warp storm.

Later, he went to Prospero to seek the truth about Magnus, and the Khan personally shattered the fragments of Magnus' soul with a knife. Later, Mortarion of the Death Guard also came to persuade him to surrender. Chagatai Khan and Mortarion fought fiercely, and escaped after paying a heavy price.

For the next four years, the Khan carried out guerrilla warfare and harassed the traitors along the way. His close comrade and subordinate Qin Xia died in his arms in the process. Later, through the sacrifice of the Storm Prophet Yesugei, they used the power of the Black Glaze to return to Terra.

Along the way, too many White Scar descendants were stranded in the galaxy. He originally thought that he would never see Gantula again in this life, but he did not expect to be reunited on the Phalanx today.

Just when Luo Xi thought that this Primarch with a strong Dongfeng cultural flavor would say something to inspire everyone, Chagatai stared into Guntura's eyes seriously and asked word by word.

"Gantura, I saw the Thunderclouds of the Dark Angels, Ultramarines, and Blood Angels, but what about ours? Explain to me why you didn't bring me a Thundercloud?"

Chapter 350: Khan's Skull

Hearing the question from the Father of Genes, Gantula, who was originally full of joy, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and his eyes became evasive and dazed.

What should he say? Should he tell the Khan that because he did not participate in the Second Empire, the White Scars had no share in the Thundercloud-class battleship that was launched first?

Even the first Thundercloud battleship originally prepared for the White Scars was assigned to Lion Johnson.

Guntula was sure that if he dared to say that, Chagatai would be furious. How would the Khan view him then?

His incompetence would be nailed to the Legion's pillar of shame and mocked by generations of White Scars.

The Khan saw the subtle changes in expression on his offspring's face, and being a sensitive person, he immediately guessed what was going on.

He snorted coldly and put his offspring back on the ground.

Realizing Gangtula's predicament, Luo Xi immediately stepped forward to help him out.

"Khan, nice to meet you."

The Khan of Chogoris immediately shifted his gaze over. Luo Xi felt as if in an instant, his whole body was scanned by the other party, and his eyes were as cold and sharp as a knife.

"I am the builder of the Thundercloud-class planetary battleship. You can call me Luo Xi."

Hearing this key word, Chagatai Khan's eyes immediately lit up, and his arrogant attitude also dissipated a lot.

"Nice to meet you."

When facing a stranger, the Primarch in front of him was restrained and cautious like the White Scars. He returned the initiative of the conversation to Roshi and motioned for him to continue.

"Captain Gantura hasn't finished speaking yet. In fact, the Dark Angels' new Caliban, the Blood Angels' Angel's Tear, and the Ultramarines' Victory Laurel.

They are all just first-generation experimental aircraft, and their performance is still being perfected. I have customized a warship specifically for the White Scars, and it is still under construction in the Hera Docks in Macragge. "

He explained in a euphemistic way why only three warships arrived in the solar system, and said that there were better ones left for the White Scars Legion.

But this somewhat empty talk did not completely convince Chagatai, Roshi hastened to add.

"Khan, you don't know that in addition to the New Caliban and the Angel's Tears, the Victory Crown is currently being piloted by Captain Gantura and his soldiers. The White Scars' soldiers have driving abilities that surpass those of all other legions. Only they can bring out the full performance of the battleship."

Although he knew that Luo Xi was just flattering him, Chagatai still nodded with satisfaction.

He heard something between the lines.

"Guilliman is not here. The Crown of Victory may need a Primarch powerful enough to personally control it. I think the White Scars may be able to take on this role."

The Khan narrowed his eyes slightly and stroked his long beard with his right hand.

He likes this kid, it's really a good idea.

Chagatai Khan knew that Luoxi was trying to make up for Gangtula, and Luoxi also knew that Chagatai could understand the hidden meaning of his words. This was based on a subtle tacit understanding, even though the two had just met for the first time.

"My dear brother Guilliman has not yet arrived at Terra. In this case, I think the Victory Crown does need a qualified pilot."

Chagatai said firmly, seemingly forgetting his earlier comment on his brother's ambition.

Looking at the attitude of the Lord of the White Scars, Luo Xi even doubted whether the other party would take forceful action to seize a Thundercloud-class planetary battleship for himself as a new flagship.

This is not impossible. The Khan, who has always been free and easy, may not have any desire for anything else, but if it is a 100-kilometer-class battleship that can rush through the real universe relying on conventional engines, it will undoubtedly drive Chagatai crazy.

No one knows warships better than Chagatai, especially high-speed and maneuverable warships. He is the core and soul of the White Scars. It was he who relied on guerrilla warfare to delay the rebels for several years even though the overall strength was far inferior to that of the enemy.

"Guilliman, consider it as a small price I have to pay to restore your reputation. Anyway, the Hera Dockyard can still produce new warships. You should not mind if I hand over the Victory Laurel to your brother Chagatai?"

Luo Xi silently said sorry in his heart, and then put the matter behind him.

……

At this moment in Macragge, Guilliman was commanding the military forces mobilized from the entire Five Hundred Worlds and began to march towards the Solar Segmentum. Guilliman, who was in the bridge command post of another Thundercloud-class planetary battleship, suddenly sneezed several times.

"What's wrong, sir?" Auguston, who had recovered from his injuries, asked with concern.

The Primarch simply waved his hand to indicate that nothing had happened.

Guilliman was confused. Could it be that someone was saying bad things about him somewhere again?

……

Back on the Phalanx, through Roche's battleship diplomacy, he quickly gained the friendship of Chagatai Khan.

Gangtula secretly cast a grateful look at Luoxi, thanking him for helping him out, otherwise he really didn't know how to answer the Khan's questions.

The Khan saw all this.

In his heart, his evaluation of Luo Xi was even higher. From Gangtula's reaction, he saw the harmonious and close relationship between the two parties. This was definitely not a friendship that could be cultivated by casual acquaintances.

Chagatai knew his descendants very well. They had the unique arrogance and self-discipline of the Chogorians. If they were not of the same mind, the White Scar descendants would not be so close and comfortable with a mortal.

He trusted Gantula's vision and his judgment.

"Father, there is one more thing besides this." Gangtula came back to his senses, then solemnly pulled Qin Xin out from the white scar, and took him to half-kneel in front of the Khan.

At the same time, other White Scars also took out a small adamantium box from the team, which contained a small stasis field to store something of special significance.

Roxi immediately realized that what was contained inside was probably the head of Eidolon, the Chief Archon of the Emperor's Children, who was successfully killed by the White Scars in revenge on Pandora.

Everyone else sensed the special aura here and shifted their gaze over here.

Llane, Sanguinius, Rogal Dorn and Chagatai witnessed this scene together.

The White Scar warriors passed the stasis field box one by one, and each warrior touched it with his hand. Guntula took this item that had special meaning to the Fifth Legion, and then solemnly handed it to the new blood Qin Xin.

The white-scarred warrior, who was no longer young, nodded back and handed it to Chagatai Khan.

"Great Khan, here is the head of Eidolon, the traitor who used despicable means to plot against Master Qin Xia."

"The son of Chogoris successfully completed the revenge hunt on Pandora in the Ultramarine. Qin Xin and I killed Eidolon together and presented his head to the Khan."

Chagatai's expression was stunned. His broad palms held the small fine gold box. With his rich experience, the Khan was able to weigh the weight of the broken head inside.

The Techmarine opened the box and disabled the stasis field within, revealing Eidolon's twisted, distorted, and mostly shattered head.

The death of the Emperor's Son was exactly the same as when he died suddenly. As soon as he killed the opponent on the battlefield, Guntura preserved it properly.

And now, they finally presented this trophy, this gift, to the Khan.

They did this to comfort the brave White Scars warriors who unfortunately fell at the hands of the Emperor's Children. Too many, the Fifth Legion lost too many heroes.

Chagatai Khan closed his eyes, and tears flowed faintly from the corners of the eyes of this great Primarch.

His mind flashed back to many of his old friends who had followed him, accompanied him in conquering Chogoris, and achieved brilliant achievements together in the Great Crusade.

"Qinxia, ​​Yesugei, Hashik, Zhemulan... too many of them. Too many of my comrades died. How many of them can stay with me?"

"Gantula, Qin Xin, you did a good job, a good job." When Chagatai opened his eyes again, he was the unruly Chogoris eagle again. He held Eidolon's head in his hands, and his other hand gently patted Qin Xin's shoulder armor.