Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

"Moreover, many Legion soldiers now have reservations about Casgar, which is not conducive to the internal stability of the Legion."

"Furthermore, even though the new recruit Casca has impressive combat skills, as a legion commander, command ability is of paramount importance."

Even Vespasian, the commander who trusted the Primarch the most, retorted in this way.

"I personally trained Kocasca; he already possessed this ability when he was on Chemos—"

“Wait, Fugrim, let me say a few words.”

"Commander Vespasian, do you mean that I currently lack practical command skills and am unable to command respect?"

Casca asked calmly at the time.

"Yes."

The other party's reply was extremely brief.

"Okay, I understand."

"Commander Fugrim, I decline the exceptional promotion to Legion Commander."

"Until I have a record that can convince everyone."

Thoughts brought back to the present.

Currently, Fugrim is still personally overseeing the construction of his flagship, "Imperial Pride," at the Jupiter Shipyard. For a perfectionist like him, wanting every aspect of the flagship to meet his expectations naturally requires a significant investment of time.

Meanwhile, the other three commanders of the Emperor's Son were scattered across other star systems, completing their respective expeditions.

Currently, the five hundred sons of the Emperor on Expeditionary Fleet No. 63, led by Horus, will all be under his command as acting consul, who urgently needs to accumulate command experience.

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The atomic clock at the bow struck thirteen.

"The operational meeting regarding the Dalit system is now beginning."

Horus, the god of the wolf shepherd, announced.

What? You're asking what kind of sound Slaanesh makes?

Chapter 34 Dalit Portal

"We are currently located on the edge of the Dalit star system."

"According to reports from our Mechanicus allies, this star system itself is not of much value to be occupied."

The Dalit galaxy is teeming with alien life forms.

They are dangerous and complex, and are found throughout the entire galaxy.

Even in imperial records and on-site investigations, no clues related to human interstellar colonization have been found.

"Logically, the fleet should have bypassed this area."

Horus paused briefly.

"But we found this thing—the Dalit portal."

The tactical composite image in the center of the conference table suddenly zoomed in, focusing on the magnificent circular building above the planet.

These rings are arranged side by side, stretching for thousands of meters in the universe.

There are hundreds of such portal structures throughout the Dalit galaxy.

"The technical priests we dispatched have begun investigating the structure and materials of the portal."

The mechanical sage chimed in, a slightly reverberant electronic voice emanating from the sonic array that glowed faintly at his throat.

"The materials cannot be analyzed by our existing machinery. These portals are very likely from some ancient alien entity, yet they are still functioning properly."

"Its accuracy is even better than any navigation system currently in use in the empire."

"Praise be to Omnisiah! If we can master the structure of these portals and begin manufacturing them, our future voyages will be safer and more convenient."

His tone then became agitated.

Subspace portal.

Memories of this device gradually surfaced in Casca's mind.

This is a subspace navigation aid that allows fleets to travel back and forth between portal nodes more safely and conveniently, and also enables them to better explore other unknown territories of the galaxy through portals.

Even when facing raging subspace storms, it is still able to complete teleportation and troop deployment.

It has extremely high strategic value.

Horus, of course, would not easily let such a good thing go.

As commander of the 63rd Expeditionary Fleet and the 16th Legion, he quickly ordered all units to launch an annihilation campaign against the alien enemies still remaining in the Dalit system.

Casca was naturally eager to get started.

He certainly wouldn't miss such a great opportunity to showcase his command abilities.

"As for the Sons of the Emperor's Legion," Horus said, scratching the back of his smooth head somewhat awkwardly after assigning combat objectives to each unit.

"The Sons of the Emperor Legion will be responsible for staying behind to protect the communication stations and navigation devices we set up on Silent Star."

To prevent alien enemies from using the portal to ambush our forces from behind.

".yes."

Casca nodded.

The mission of the Third Army Corps is actually quite important.

Their guard duties serve two purposes: firstly, to protect the Mechanic's scientific expedition; and secondly, to solidify the rear defenses, allowing the other members of the expeditionary fleet to fight with greater freedom of action!

For the overall operations in the Dalit system, it played a... uh...

Is it better than nothing?

The portal has stood in the Dalit system for so long, and as a lost technology from ancient times, there aren't many aliens who know how to use it.

Since arriving in the Dalit system, Casca has never seen these portals make any noise.

In other words, unless, within just a few weeks of the annihilation campaign, some foolish alien happens to pass through these ancient portals, and it happens to be the very last of the hundreds of portals!

Otherwise, their emperor's son would just be here guarding the gate!

Therefore, Horus's arrangement is quite obvious.

They're here to act as security guards for the portal!

Security guards.

Protect the safety of the satellite gate.

They really were looked down upon!

The flat-chested Casca seemed a little unhappy.

From Horus's perspective, this arrangement is actually reasonable.

After all, anyone who looks at Casca knows he's someone who got in through connections.

If Horus were to actually send him to the fierce and dangerous front lines, and something were to happen to him, how would he explain it to Fugrim?

The flat-chested Casgar boarded the cruiser bound for its base, looking rather unhappy.

Horus did leave him a considerable number of men.

Five hundred fully armed Third Legion Space Marines, and several thousand mortal auxiliary troops.

In addition, a Luna-class cruiser and several frigates.

There are also some scattered groups of mechanically trained religious friars.

But a pity.

If there were another enemy force, it would be perfect.

"What? Your Excellency Acting Governor, do you have any other plans? Or are you suggesting we have a proper holiday and some free time?"

Seeing this, Lucius stepped forward and teased him.

Anyone with eyes could see that their Third Army Corps had been positioned far behind the lines.

Although there was little danger, the glory of battle and military achievements were irrelevant to them.

"No, Lucius."

"Our battle has only just begun."

After pretending to be a pushover for so long, Casca's expression changed, and he smiled as he connected to the army's communications.

"All soldiers of the Third Army Corps, heed my command!"

"Prepare for battle and construct defensive fortifications."

"Prepare to meet the enemy."

The Vengeful Spirit.

The operational meeting has concluded, and all parties have proceeded to make deployments and plans in accordance with the operational requirements.

Everything was arranged in an orderly manner.

Now is the informal meeting time for the Shadowmoon Wolf's Council of Four Kings.

As the first son who spent thirty years with the Emperor, Horus's military leadership abilities are beyond question.

Including the recruit commander of the Emperor's son, Casgar Sherlock.

Horus didn't actually like guys who got to high positions through back channels.

This reminded him of the ordinary officials whom the emperor valued more than him.

Horus didn't like these guys.

They had no military achievements and did not understand the cruelty of war.

But the fact that he could boss him and his Space Marines around behind their backs made him somewhat unhappy.

"I really don't know if that Casca got into command through connections or if he was given a position through connections."

Seeing that everyone else had left, leaving only the members of the Four Kings Council of Shadowmoon Wolf, Second Company Commander Togarden said with a smile.

This outspoken second company commander seems to be saying something he shouldn't be saying again.

Normally, even Horus himself would often burst into laughter at his jokes.

But this time it's different.

"Second Company Commander, watch your words."

He frowned, signaling the other person to shut up.

No matter what, Casca is his brother-in-law.

When Fugrim asked Kasgar to join the Sixty-Third Expeditionary Fleet, he understood what Fugrim meant.

To put it bluntly, they were just planted here to gain experience.

But as the Primarchs' beloved elder brother, he certainly couldn't refuse their request.

The Great Expedition was not just about fighting and killing.

There is also the worldliness of humanity.

As for Fugrim's constant emphasis that Kasgar was actually a tactical genius, he wouldn't take it seriously.

He had seen far too many armchair strategists, and their ends were usually not good.

"In short, I can't control what the other legions do. But I hope that there won't be any such overconfident guys in our Shadowmoon Wolves."

Horus addressed the company commanders of his Council of Four Kings.

Chapter 35 Pre-war deployment

"Lord Horus, I do have some questions about this."

Patting Togarden, who dared not speak out, the fourth company commander, Cyranus, stepped forward to offer his rebuttal.