Warhammer: Expedition to the Multiverse from 30k

Since the War of Ullanor, this has been the gathering point and storage site for military supplies when the Emperor's army marches towards the north and east of the galaxy. It can be said that it is the gateway to the solar system.

When the Horus Heresy broke out, the Beta Garmon Cluster controlled the key entrance and exit to the solar system. Although it was not a necessary place for the rebels to attack Terra, it was a place that could determine the outcome of the war.

The Beta-Garmon Cluster has more than thirty human colonies, some of which even survived the late Dark Age of Technology and the Age of Conflict relatively smoothly.

There once existed a prosperous human empire, whose ruling lords claimed that their family lineage could be traced back to the immigrants of humanity's first colonial fleets.

"We will engage in a full-scale battle with the rebels led by Horus here, in the five star systems of Beta Garmon - Alpha, Beta, Delta, Zeta and Theta."

"Those mortal lords who once submitted to the rule of the Lord of Mankind, but bowed their knees again after the coming of Horus, will also receive due reckoning. They are also traitors and evil minions of Horus."

On the bridge deck of the New Caliban, Ryan, dressed in solemn military uniform, looked down at the star map in front of him with full concentration. The most detailed holographic projection showed every move of the Beta Garmon star cluster, where the war had been burning for several years.

Countless data streams flashed, and Ryan understood them in an instant with the Primarch's powerful brain.

Although they have not yet arrived at the selected battlefield, they have already continuously spread out micro-probes and reconnaissance ships on their way from the Solar Star Region. These millions of "eyes" are filling in the gaps in intelligence.

On the Imperial side, the combined forces of the Imperial Fists and Salamanders that had been sent by Rogal Dorn to garrison the Betagarmon Cluster had learned of the impending arrival of reinforcements. They passed back the information they had collected during the long war and sent it to the reinforcements via astropathic communications.

The mortal agent organizations and assassin courts under the command of the Sigillite Malcador are also constantly infiltrating the galaxies controlled by the enemy. These mortals have passed back piece of intelligence at the cost of their own lives.

And everything is gathered in the holographic projection in front of the Lion King, and is decided by the supreme commander of the imperial army.

"If Horus wants to attack the throne world, the Beta Garmon Cluster is a strategic location that he must capture. If he launches an attack before the time is right, he will face defeat due to lack of preparation."

The Archangel knew his former brother very well. Horus was a well-deserved war commander and he would not make such a low-level mistake.

"I must warn you, Ryan. The Beta Garmon Cluster is not the site of our decisive battle, but a buffer zone for the solar system. What we should do most is to divide Horus's rebels and continue to bleed them here to weaken their strength."

Through holographic projection, Lion's Johnson, Sanguinius and Jaghatai Khan were able to see each other as brothers.

Although the Emperor has appointed Jonson as the supreme commander in this war, Sanguinius still dare not be careless. He knows his brother's obsession with Horus. The Warmaster has always been a pain in the hearts of the Caliban people.

He was afraid that Ryan would mix his personal emotions into the war, so he had to warn him.

"Don't worry about my rationality, Sanguinius. I am not a reckless person. For us, delaying time is victory. Guilliman's army is coming at full speed from behind. The one who should really worry about time is Horus."

Ryan said calmly that for Horus, time is no longer on their side, and the first-mover advantage brought by the Warp is being consumed by the efforts of the loyalists.

"The war that will soon begin in the Beta Garmon Cluster will be a protracted war, but that doesn't mean we can't give the traitors a welcome gift - a head-on blow."

"Among our reinforcements, there are three Thundercloud-class planetary battleships and two Queen of Glory-class battleships. There are thousands of battleships, transport ships, and strategic cruisers of all sizes. Our navy is not inferior to the enemy."

"It is time to use a grand victory to announce our arrival to the loyalists and rebels of the Beta Garmon Cluster. The Emperor and the Empire have never abandoned them, and now the reinforcements have arrived."

Chapter 415: Sanguinius's Speech (Please subscribe)

The light from the stars in the Beta Garmon cluster was already able to shine into the portholes of the battleship.

Three Thundercloud-class planetary battleships were at the forefront of the fleet, while two Queen of Glory-class battleships were guarding on both sides of the fleet, and small battleships were located in the central safe zone.

The huge war fleet shuttled silently in the space. The advanced signal shielding system could greatly interfere with the enemy's scanning array, just like a school of sharks cruising in the deep sea ready to strike.

Chagatai Khan was wearing a milky white power armor dotted with golden lightning patterns. The war eagle of Chogoris held the White Tiger Blade in his hand, seeming to sigh for the upcoming war.

"My brother, why don't you give a speech to our soldiers? They need an inspiring speech to tell them why we are here and why we are fighting."

"Among us, you are the best at this." Chagatai shrugged and smiled, motioning to his brother.

Hearing the persuasion from his brother, the archangel's wings trembled slightly.

He was followed by the Holy Blood Guards. These most powerful warriors of the Ninth Legion looked at their genetic father with reverence and admiration. For them, it was a supreme honor to be able to fight alongside their father.

"You are right, Brother Chagatai. Although our brave and fearless warriors are not afraid of war, the news that the rebels are approaching the solar system still makes many people worried. They don't know what the future holds, so naturally they don't have the determination to win."

Lion approved this morale-boosting action. The Lion King of Caliban understood his brother's unparalleled personal charm. When Sanguinius spread his pure and flawless wings and looked at you with firm eyes, no one could say no.

As the order was passed down, the huge war fleet began to fall silent.

The image of Sanguinius standing on the flagship command podium was broadcast on large screens on the bridge of every warship, in every cabin, on every deck, and in every warehouse.

Throughout the fleet, hundreds of millions of mortal crew members, soldiers, technicians and workers paused their duties. They turned to the nearest holographic display screen or listened to the voice coming from the battleship's broadcast, holding their breath and waiting for Sanguinius to speak.

Not only mortals, but also the powerful and majestic Astartes wearing newly replaced power armor stood tall among the crowd, while the mortals spontaneously gathered around the Emperor's Angels, maintaining discipline and order.

"That is Sanguinius, the great Emperor's son, the holy Archangel."

Countless people shouted in their hearts. They saw with their own eyes the spread wings of Sanguinius and the Primarch with long golden hair and an extremely handsome and majestic face.

At the moment of looking at him, countless people even had the thought of dying for him in their hearts, but he was so perfect, so holy, he was the symbol of the empire and the symbol of victory.

With the leadership of the Primarchs, they will surely defeat the traitors and restore the glory of the Empire.

After three seconds of silence, Sanguinius retracted his wings and began to speak to the person in front of him.

"My dear compatriots, citizens of the Empire, it is an honor to fight alongside you."

"I am Sanguinius, Primarch of the Blood Angels Legion, son of the Emperor, and your brother in arms."

"We are fortunate to gather here and fight against rebellion together. Under the Emperor's watchful eyes, we are brothers, and there is no distinction between superiors and subordinates. Here we have only one common identity - we are loyal and unyielding."

The Archangel's sincere voice rang in everyone's ears. He was so great, yet so humble.

It was not known which warship it started from, but all the imperial fleets suddenly erupted in thunderous cheers as Sanguinius spoke.

Everyone was shouting one name, cheering for one person.

Sanguinius.

Among the shouting crowd were veterans of the Mortal Auxiliary Army, Mechanicus priests who had undergone mechanical transformation, and Space Marines who had undergone nineteen transformation operations and armed themselves with rationality and calmness.

But now, after hearing Sanguinius's speech, their inner excitement broke through the shackles of reason, especially the Blood Angels in blood-red power armor. They waved their fists excitedly, showing off to the mortals around them that he was their genetic father.

"That is our noble father. His nobility does not come from his status, but from his humble and noble soul."

Azkelon, the commander of the Holy Blood Guard, had tears in his eyes. He knew more than his other brothers. What happened to Daven Star had always been buried deep in his heart. This was a secret that belonged only to him.

He knew that according to the prophecy, their father might die, and Azkelon secretly made up his mind that if this was bound to happen, the enemy must step on his dead body.

"We left the Sol system and faced a terrifying enemy: my once most beloved brother, Horus Lupercal.

During the Great Crusade, he was the wolf shepherd god admired by all of us, and my father's most trusted and beloved son, but he was consumed by pride, and power corrupted his humility and sense of responsibility, turning him into the abominable person he is today."

In the Empire's propaganda, Horus is often portrayed as a man who is capable of all kinds of evil and sins. If the mortals in the expeditionary fleet had served since the Great Crusade, they might still know Horus's former identity.

But for those mortal warriors who enlisted after the outbreak of the Great Heresy, Horus was the most terrifying demon in propaganda and the most hated rebel.

Sanguinius wanted to tell the whole story. He would tell people what Horus was like in the past, and what made Horus what he is now.

"Horus was bewitched and corrupted by the evil power of the warp. His evil thoughts and flaws were infinitely magnified. He was corrupted by his own authority. He began to hate his father and swung the blade of betrayal against those he once served and his blood brothers."

The mood of the crowd began to grow low. Some experienced veterans felt sad for the fall of the once glorious Wolf God, while the new recruits who were unaware of this were shocked, but also felt relieved that Sanguinius told them the truth.

The Primarch values ​​their feelings, and the Empire does not treat them as cannon fodder to fill the line.

This feeling made them more determined not to let Sanguinius down.

"The rebels are indeed powerful, but there is hope. We have gathered the middle-level forces from all over the galaxy. In addition to us, reinforcements from five hundred worlds and all over the galaxy are on the way. As long as we hold on, victory will definitely belong to us."

Sanguinius tells a hopeful tale, without mentioning the monstrosities of the Warp encountered on Signus and Davin, or the inevitable destructive effects that the malevolence of the Warp will have on the human spirit.

He alone bore the horrible facts, the prophetic visions that lingered in his mind, things too terrible for mortals to comprehend.

“I can’t promise you victory, no one can guarantee victory, but I will do everything in my power to win.

Perhaps some of us will fall forever on a foreign land, but I will make sure that before that, the enemy must pass over my dead body before they can harm you. "

"Our cause is just and bright. Horus has betrayed the Emperor and humanity and has become a slave to Chaos. He will surely be defeated!"

"I will always be with you, in the name of the Emperor."

Sanguinius cherished his solemn promise, and his oath brought tears to countless people's eyes.

What more could they ask for? A holy Primarch, humble enough to speak to mortals like them, and swear an oath in the Emperor's name to help them?

They also swore in their hearts that they would do their best to protect such a great Primarch, such a respectable hero.

With the end of Sanguinius' speech, the war fleet resumed operation, the astropaths began to work, the crew returned to their jobs, and everyone put in their full energy and enthusiasm to complete their work.

The extremely high morale and fighting spirit were aroused by Sanguinius's sincere speech. They were fearless and were determined to drown the traitors in their own blood.

Chapter 416 A Meeting Gift (asking for monthly tickets and follow-up subscription)

Chapter 416: A Greeting Gift Sanguinius' heartfelt speech raised the morale of the expedition fleet to a peak.

Language has great power, and Sanguinius is particularly good at this. As long as he opens his mouth, as long as he appears in front of people, everyone will gain faith and strength from his holy face.

In this respect, no one can compare to him, not even other equally noble and extraordinary Primarchs.

Not to mention the Blood Angels whose morale had been raised to the extreme and who were eager to slaughter all the traitors right now, even the Astartes from other legions and the mortals in the fleet were putting all their efforts and concentrating on their work.

They understand that they may not be able to exert as great power as the Astartes, but no one is worthless. Even a small worker responsible for maintaining the battleship's engine or a chef working in the kitchen to provide nutritious food for his comrades has his own value and contribution.

“Although this is not the first time I’ve heard your speech, I still get excited. My brother, you are the most extraordinary one among us.”

"You have the noblest soul among us, and you are the only one who can still show mercy to those mortals."

Llane praised sincerely. During the Second Empire, he also supported Sanguinius to be the regent. This was not entirely out of checks and balances on Guilliman, but he really believed that if someone was really to be chosen to inherit the position of the Emperor, then that person would have to be Sanguinius.

Of course, with Chagatai present, both of them had to keep that period secret.

Sanguinius smiled and shook his head. "You are wrong, Lion. We can never be called noble in front of Vulkan. Only the brothers of Nocturne really put humanity in their hearts. He is the Primarch who is most like our father."

"Mercy, compassion, we lack qualities like Vulkan."

"Perhaps it is because of Vulkan's humanity that my father favors him so much," Sanguinius said to himself.

Mentioning the dead Vulkan, the mood of the Primarchs suddenly dropped. No one disliked Vulkan, even though many brothers did not understand his ideas, but this did not prevent him from gaining the respect of everyone.

After the warp storm dissipated, Captain Zaitos of the Salamanders carried Vulkan's body and the golden coffin, overcoming numerous obstacles and returning to Nocturne. But now they have lost any news of Vulkan.

Perhaps one day, Vulkan will return as he did in the past, holding his Dawnbringer, with shining white teeth on his dark face, and giving his brothers a loving hug.

After a brief mourning for Vulkan, the three Primarchs regained their sanity. They decided that it would not be too late to recall the past after victory, but the most important thing they should do now was to complete the strategic goals they had set.

Just as the primarchs had already discussed the strategy, the Imperial expeditionary force came to the Beta Garmon Cluster, not with the purpose of engaging in a decisive battle directly with Horus's rebels there.

What they have to do is to divide the enemy forces, constantly delay the enemy, and use time and space to bleed the rebels.

The real killer move that determines the outcome is Guilliman's army coming from the rear of the rebels. According to Lion's estimation, there may be more than 200,000 Ultramarines by then, plus the defeated Imperial troops who are constantly gathering together, and a total of nearly 300,000 Astartes arriving at the battlefield in warships from Five Hundred Worlds.