Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

That's how mysterious the 20th Legion is.

Peturabo's "left brain elbowing right brain" is just an abstract metaphor, but the Alpha Group really does use the "left brain elbowing right brain" tactic.

"Since you don't want to reveal your past, I'm even more curious about your purpose in coming here, brother."

"What exactly do you want by coming here just as we are about to face another round of battles with the Orcish Empire?"

"return."

"Ok?"

"What I mean is, to tell the world that Alpharis has returned. The stars that were scattered across the world before the Great Crusade are now fully united."

At this point, all twenty-eight Primarchs created by the Emperor have returned.

"Now that the last Primarch has returned, the final chapter of the Great Crusade will begin for all Primarchs."

"Selection of [War Commander]".

Horus answered in a deep voice.

"Yes."

The Primarch of Alpharis replied, "And that is why I have come here."

Horus, brother.

"For a greater goal, I need you to become the [War Master]."

Emperor's Fantasy.

After the farce that had just unfolded, Peturabo offered no further explanation or anything of the sort.

He ran away with Kelly Fanny on the spot.

Even with his most brilliant mind, he was completely overloaded at this moment.

“My Lord, Number Four—”

The Imperial Guards were naturally very dissatisfied with this.

It was truly outrageous that he dared to yell at the great human emperor and then slink away like a rat without offering any apology.

"Never mind, let him go."

Needless to say, it's clear that Casca is thinking of some new ideas he shouldn't be thinking of.

In fact, the Emperor did not object to his novel ideas, after all, they did improve the relationships between Primarchs in many cases and helped some Primarchs who were stuck in a rut to get out of it.

That's great, he's a very good talent.

(If an emperor uses a person's talents to the extreme, it means that the emperor truly appreciates those talents.)

For example, he would send Karscar to coordinate with the Primarchs, send Peturabo to deal with the toughest enemies, send Roguedon as the Grand Master of the Terran Defenses (which is not yet in place), and send Abaddon to control Draconion.

And resolutely prevented Magnus from researching psionic powers.

All these events demonstrate the emperor's emphasis on the professionalism of his personnel.

He acknowledged Casca's ability to coordinate Primarchs.

But what's the deal with this "centaur gold ring"?

Even though he lived a secluded life in the Terra Palace, the Emperor still heard many unpleasant rumors.

This is clearly going too far.

He was somewhat dissatisfied.

However, it seems that this kind of thing can really greatly increase Horus's enthusiasm for the expedition. In fact, in order to win the emperor's favor, the entire Shadowmoon Wolves made crazy progress in the Great Expedition, advancing at an extremely fast pace, far surpassing his other brothers and sisters.

Since it's effective.

Although the emperor wanted to say something, once the performance evaluation was presented to him, he couldn't say anything.

Tsk.

So be it.

The Emperor does not object!

Although he didn't get a direct confirmation from the other party, it seemed that the other party didn't say anything about their performance, so Casca felt relieved.

that is!

Horus is the one who's been getting the centaur gold ring all day, so what does it have to do with Kasgar?

The Emperor paused briefly on the Salvation, learning about Corax's past, his uprising, and the Salvation's current state of affairs.

He took a great liking to this Primarch, who was full of humanity and compassion, and told him that his Nineteenth Legion would soon arrive on the Salvation Star and be at his command.

As for now, unfortunately, the war in the western part of the galaxy is urging them to set off immediately for the Dragon Sector to assist Horus's Shadowmoon Wolves in their operations.

The emperor must set off immediately.

Kolacs expressed his understanding of this.

Mortalian had already slipped away.

Peturabo

Although he wasn't happy after being pranked, at least he was made to tell the truth, which is enough to show the value of drama.

As for being unhappy, when has this guy ever been happy?

Since we're going to be unhappy anyway, we might as well make everyone happy; that would make things seem more worthwhile.

And Kasgar and Fugrim.

"I need the Third Legion to accompany me to the Draco Sector to aid Horus."

They were caught red-handed by the emperor.

Tianlong Star District, Ge Rong.

Others may not be familiar with where this place is, but for Casca, it's all too familiar!

This is the famous scene where the Emperor is being choked by an orc warlord.

At that critical moment, before the Emperor's spiritual power could be gathered, Horus, unarmed, fought the Garon orc warlord with his bare hands, failing to crush the Emperor like Peturabo had crushed him.

After that, the orc warlord was forced to release the Emperor by Horus's powerful punches, allowing the enemy's psionic cannons to turn the tables and kill him.

This heroic act of saving the king allowed Horus to establish a decisive advantage on his path to becoming a warlord.

but now.

For some reason, Kasgar's memory brought back the spectacular scene of Horus proudly shouting "Thought Emperor Fist, Thoughts Flow Like a Spring!" in the Dark Night Sector.

Horus seemed very confident about this and really wanted to show off this trick to the emperor.

Moreover, based on Kasgar's understanding of Horus and this abstract world, it seems that the Emperor's Fist is just the beginning.

It's far from over.

He had an ominous premonition.

"Did the Emperor say when we're leaving?"

“Now,” Fugrim replied, unaware of what abstract things awaited her in the future.

"Right now, we are about to embark on a journey with the Emperor's Dream to the Dragon Star Sector to confront the Orc Empire."

“I was there.”

Kasgar finally spoke up—he rarely mentioned this past event to anyone: "I was there the day Horus used the Three Wonders of Horus to save the Emperor."

Tianlongxing District.

Finally, the Shadowmoon Wolves, who had been patrolling the Tianlong Star Region for a long time and had cleaned up countless planets that were being ravaged by the Orc Empire, found the wandering planet—Goron.

A fleeting opportunity.

Horus, of course, seized the opportunity—countless ships of Expeditionary Fleet Sixty-Three, laden with firepower and Space Marines, launched a precision strike against the enemy core that was spewing out orcs.

But I've never fought against them.

Horus served in the Great Crusade for a century, and he witnessed the rampage of the orcish aliens, even defeating these silly, savage aliens head-on.

Their warships were like a jumble of rubbish piled up together, and their tactics were simply reckless.

Although Horus caused him some trouble in the early stages of his expedition, he was quickly defeated by Horus's steady and methodical approach.

Orcs are not a particularly troublesome enemy.

As long as the tactics are well-commanded and the basic skills are up to standard, even if the opponent's military strength on paper is higher than your own, it is not difficult to defeat those guys who only know how to endlessly pile up the number of orcs and the broken copper and iron warships.

—But this time the orcs are piled up too many, too ruthlessly.

There are really too many.

Only then did the Shadowmoon Wolves see the true face of the creature they were about to face:

The orc fleet was never the trash they had imagined.

Instead, it's even bigger garbage.

Super trash big enough to change the course of the battle and influence the entire outcome.

Ancient giant.

With their unimaginable sorcery, the orcs dragged back the rusted hulls of ships floating in the starry sky and welded them into enormous ancient junk.

A pile of scrap metal that no one could recycle had miraculously come back to life through the strange patchwork stitching of these filthy orcs.

The super battleship, pieced together from unimaginable scraps, started moving in absurd fashion and unleashed an unimaginable torrent of firepower at Horus's expeditionary fleet.

If it weren't for the presence of the Mechanicus Sage in the fleet at that moment, anyone would probably suspect that Omnisea was on the side of the Greenskins.

As for those ancient, seemingly sinister-looking behemoths guarding a planetary fortress of unprecedented scale and openwork design, that is, the fortress of the planet.

The rugged surface of this asteroid is covered with enormous orbital guns and dense minefields.

Goron has been fully armed by the orcs.

Moreover, when Geron was attacked by Shadowmoon Wolves, countless orc warships scattered throughout the star sector quickly returned to provide support, as if they had received some unique signal.

This is something that no one could have imagined.

The Orcish Empire has never been as powerful as it is now; they never imagined that the Orcs could assemble such a ridiculous and utterly absurd junk ship.

This is completely contrary to scientific and rational thinking!

Alas, the truth of the Empire.

Although the expeditionary fleets had experience fighting the orcs, they viewed them as a persistent spore-like disease rooted in the planet, rather than a powerful enemy that required their full strength to deal with.

And clearly, everyone is now paying the price for underestimating their opponent.

The frenzied firepower from the orc warships relentlessly approached Horus's ship—space was instantly filled with lasers, torpedoes, and explosions leaving behind a trail of devastation.

Meanwhile, as the orc warships approached, countless orc lads could no longer contain their urge to have a good fight. They hastily activated their crudely made jetpacks and boarded the expeditionary fleet's ships to begin their boarding action.

Amidst the fierce fighting, Shadowmoon Wolf unusually showed signs of weakness.

The Green-skinned warships are superior to the Shadowmoon Wolves in both numbers and firepower.

At the same time, although it sounds rather insulting, the truth is that the commander of the orc fleet seems to be slightly better than them.

This makes it even harder to accept.

"what!"

With a bang, in a moment of desperation, Company Commander Abaddon slammed his fist on the brass edge of the round table.

Chapter 172 This is the bond between Horus and the Emperor!

After his full-force slap, the holographic projection in front of him flashed several dangerous signals before gradually disappearing.

Of course, this does not mean that the crisis is over.

It was unclear whether it was because the orc warships outside were still bombarding the ship, but the entire ship began to shake in the next moment.

"Ezekiel, banging on the table won't change the course of the battle."

It's really hard to accept that Abaddon, who has always been invincible in battle, has been forced into this situation by a bunch of foolish orcs.