Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

Since I'm not particularly close to the Primarchs, I have to take the initiative to seek their sponsorship!

The lion thought to himself.

The Dark Angels now operate in secrecy and have very little contact with the Primarch.

To gain the support of your other Primarch brothers and sisters, you must take the initiative. Help the Legions that are struggling in battle and build good relationships with other Legion Primarchs.

That way, the other side will support him to become the war commander!

Support Lion King, the Warrior! Support Lion King, the Warrior! Thank you, Meow!

The Scacia Galaxy.

Kasgar stood on the deck of the Imperial Pride's strategic room, image capture units following him, ready to project his image into the flagship conference rooms of the other two legions.

The joint action meeting of the three legions has not yet begun, and Casgar still has plenty of time to rest.

He closed his eyes wearily, his mind drifting back to the events on Nostradamus, where he had dealt with the final state of Coz and the Midnight Lord.

After this battle, Coz finally gained some courage to make choices.

As long as he has the confidence to grasp the prophecy, the likelihood of his spirit being harmed by the prophecy in the future will be smaller.

In Nostramore, because the planetary defense forces on the surface could not be established in time, the order of the entire planet was gradually restored under the solar auxiliary force of tens of thousands of people sent by Casca, the [Akit Court Army].

Despite the superior equipment of the Yakit court army, bypassing the existing family system and directly managing the planet's tens of billions of inhabitants remains a challenge.

It is also an extremely difficult thing.

Casca's choice was simple—all he needed to do was carry a megaphone and advertise throughout the hive.

“Just tell them something simple and straightforward: the Midnight King has returned to Nostramore.”

“If you dare to commit any more crimes, the Midnight King will come for you personally.”

The security situation improved instantly.

In an instant, the area was transformed from a place teeming with homeless people and petty thugs into harmonious and friendly citizens.

Even the garbage piled up on the streets was swept away.

After doing all this, Kasgar ordered the Akit Court Army to remain in Nostramore to maintain order until the Midnight Lords could establish an effective control plan.

As for the concerns that Nostramo might return to its old corrupt ways after Coz left, Casca also provided him with a good solution.

The Night Lords do have very few loyalists, but they are not entirely without any.

【Fer Zallotes】, Curator of the Terran Midnight Lords Think Tank.

Kasgar strongly recommended him, suggesting that he become the new Midnight Wraith to deter villains as the ruler and overseer of Nostramore.

He also leads a tactical squad that secretly roams the new planetary hive city as a recruit selector for the Midnight Lords.

On the one hand, it can exert an unpredictable deterrent effect on the evil forces in various parts of the city; on the other hand, it can better select talents from around the world.

It's unlikely that the selection process will end up in prison.

As a loyalist of the Night Lords, he was also one of the few upright individuals who did not collude with the Nostramamo within the Legion.

trustworthy.

As long as his mindset remains sound and security on Nostradamo is well managed, Coz's condition will not worsen.

Given his strong sense of justice and advanced understanding of the warp, it's highly unlikely that Coz would succumb to Chaos unless his condition worsens.

The Midnight Lord naturally didn't need to worry too much.

Hopefully, one day when Coz returns to Nostramare, the two sides of the Midnight Lords will accuse each other of being traitors, fight each other, and then blow up Nostramare.

Koz sealed himself inside the giant adamantite ore boulder that had been blasted out for ten thousand years. When he came out, his mental illness was cured, and he even learned teleportation.

That would be interesting.

Kaska suddenly had a sudden, inexplicable thought.

With a notification tone sounding, the meeting officially began.

They were going to discuss how to deal with the next enemy in the Scacia system.

The enemy the expeditionary fleet faced was simple: yet another interstellar pocket empire that considered itself the most legitimate human race.

During the Great Crusade, this arrogant and conceited fellow would appear almost every time the human empire was encountered.

Just like NPCs that refresh regularly, they appear every time.

But no matter how much nonsense they spout, they will ultimately be defeated in one fell swoop by the powerful human empire.

Although the human pocket empire they encountered this time was not weak.

The fact that they were able to maintain a stalemate against the expeditionary fleets of three legions shows that the opponent, who has survived the raging warp storms until now, is certainly no ordinary being.

Ultimately, the fact that they have managed to hold out this long under the combined attack of the three Primarch expeditionary fleets is already a testament to the Imperials' consideration for their compatriots.

—And there's also the craving for advanced, cutting-edge technology.

Both sides wasted too much time in the negotiations.

In the original legion cooperation arrangement, the Seventh Legion's Imperial Fist, the Emperor's Son, and the Midnight Lords of Koz were originally supposed to act together.

During the expedition, while teaching Koz tactics and strategies, he also tried to counsel his Primarch brother, who was mentally unstable, so that he could have a chance to reintegrate into society.

However, only Casgar understood that the root cause of the problems in the Coz Legion lay with Nostrama.

After Koz insisted on returning to Nostramore, the expeditionary fleet that was originally formed by the three legions was suddenly reduced to only two.

But it was precisely because of this that the ruler of that galactic empire believed he had an opportunity to break the agreement and rebel while the planet's armed forces were still in place.

This is causing quite a bit of trouble.

For both Rogdorn and Forgrim.

With one less legion, the absolute dominance that the Pocket Empire had previously enjoyed suddenly seemed much less significant.

Furthermore, in order to protect the various industrial facilities originally planned to be accepted, the two Primarchs adopted a relatively conservative offensive and tactical approach.

This was obviously interpreted by the other party as a sign of weakness.

A direct assault would jeopardize the planet's infrastructure and population, while refraining from one would only be perceived as weakness.

A difficult situation to resolve, until another large expeditionary fleet arrived.

The Lion King is coming!

As a strong contender for the next Warmaster position, he would absolutely not let go of such a good opportunity to showcase himself.

He was willing to let the other two legions hide behind the Dark Angels for this operation, but he was determined to gain command of the campaign to capture the planet.

Merit and honor were precisely the purpose of his trip.

Ryan Aljonson would not pass up any opportunity that could bring greater glory to the Dark Angels.

The election campaign is in a hurry!

Let the brothers have the honor here first; when the time comes to compete, they'll definitely repay you handsomely!

"The Emperor's Sons Legion's proposal is that our ground offensive needs a commander-in-chief before launching a general offensive."

Casca shared the same idea.

Appointing Ryan as the interim commander-in-chief of the three expeditionary fleets is arguably the best solution.

Even though he may sometimes act recklessly, his strength is undeniable.

“The Emperor’s Son is ready to deploy four raiding parties and a support fleet to airdrop into the three major cities at the southern tip of the continent,” Casca continued. “Every minute we waste gives the enemy one more minute to prepare.”

"The Dark Angels are willing to lead the charge."

The signal from the Indomitable Truth, viewed from a three-dimensional perspective, outlines the lion's golden beard and long hair.

He strode forward with brisk steps and said.

Perhaps sensing Casca's good intentions, Lion King Ryan, whose expression was originally stern, managed a slight smile.

By choosing to have their legion commanders attend the meeting in their place, Fugrim was, in a sense, giving up his ambition to become the supreme commander.

After all, the idea of ​​having a Space Marine like Kasgar command two Primarchs in battle is still a bit too absurd.

Now, the only one who can compete with Ryan for the position of Commander-in-Chief is Rogdorn.

"Our fleets have all fought bloody battles in the Void, and the Dark Angels will certainly not be relegated to the edge of orbit in this crucial battle."

"My fleet is breaking through to the equatorial defense sites to completely eliminate any potential threat to the Imperial Fist and the Purple Court Golden Phoenix Legion."

"Although my knights are willing to land first, I assure you that the honor of this battle will belong to each and every one of us."

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

The greater the responsibility, the greater the chance of being selected as the war commander.

The Dark Angels will serve as the vanguard and main force in this battle.

Conversely, those who conquer the planet will also receive the most credit, which makes perfect sense.

After all, they were the First Legion of Astartes.

Even though Horus claims to be the Firstborn Son every day, the title of the Emperor's Firstborn Son will forever belong to Ryan Aljonsen.

Who is qualified to be the commander-in-chief of the campaign?

Who is qualified to be the war commander?

Of course it's me!

Ryan's brows revealed a subtle confidence.

He was determined to get it.

"A reasonable suggestion."

But as the other side of Casca's model flashed, another giant appeared before him, with short, white hair as sharp as steel needles.

The Primarch of the Seventh Legion, the Fist of the Empire, Rogdoryn, stepped forward.

He stood firmly in front of the image capture unit, clad in a magnificent suit of pure gold armor (a typical imperial aesthetic), his expression serious and unsmiling.

Regarding Ryan's attempt to take credit, Rogdon stated—

Opposed.

"The Seventh Army has cleared the enemy's strike zone in the north."

"We are ready to launch a large-scale deployment. Forty thousand soldiers from the Seventh Army will work together to attack the ground and crush their morale within minutes to avoid further investment and risk."

Although Rogdorn did not explicitly state who should be in charge of the ground operation.

But since he agreed to all the tactical deployments, the implication was self-evident.

The Seventh Legion will be responsible for the most important main attack position in conquering the planet.

Dorn said that even if the Lion King himself came, it wouldn't make a difference.

Compared to social niceties, Dorn only believed in rigid principles.

Ryan's Dark Angel is indeed very strong.

But he has a mountain formation number.

【Mountain Formation】!

The Mountain Array is a massive interstellar spaceship built entirely by hand (yes, by hand), and is one of the most outstanding legacies left by humanity during the dark ages of technology.

Its size is comparable to a small satellite or a large asteroid; compared to a spaceship, it's more like a terrifying space city, capable of supporting a population comparable to that of a planet, with its foredeck large enough to accommodate more than a dozen Imperial Navy cruisers.

The ship is thousands of kilometers long, with a triangular cross-section, and its upper surface is covered with weapons and sensor domes.

Two wings swept backward from the hull, trailing directional blades like long, gilded feathers. Every surface was covered with robust armor, and every angle was covered by torpedo tubes and laser cannons.

Everyone who sees this terrifying cosmic fortress will marvel at the brilliant civilization that humanity must have created when it was still in the dark age of technology.

Unfortunately, all of this has been lost.

All the glory has faded away, leaving only this terrifying warship with incredibly powerful firepower.

"The Mountain Formation is currently the largest warship in this theater of operations."

Seeing the lion frown at his suggestion, Rogdorn explained carefully.

"As a demonstration of imperial authority, its appearance, along with the airborne offensive of 40,000 legionary soldiers, will inevitably convey an undeniable message to the enemy—only in this way will they understand the strength of our army."