Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

“From the days when they landed in Chemos, I had a vague feeling that they were unusual.”

"Company commanders, imagine this."

"If Casca had accumulated enough prestige, he could have deployed all the sons of the emperor to such a well-developed and coordinated guerrilla tactic."

Horus paused for a moment, as if waiting for the company commanders to digest the information.

"At that time, even if I personally commanded the conquest of the surface, it might not have been very effective."

At this moment, gazing at Horus surging through the warp outside the floor-to-ceiling window, one can almost see the powerful siege firepower of the Shadowmoon Wolves clashing fiercely with the Third Legion's perfect guerrilla tactics—a clash of "spear and shield."

For some reason, even if it was an illusion, he could still see it very clearly.

Choir City?

Is this where they fought?

Let's bring our thoughts back to the present.

Shadowmoon Wolf needs to learn.

Being complacent and arrogant will only lead to destruction.

Whether it's the Imperial Fist, who excels in defense, the Ultramarines, who are skilled in logistics, or the Sons of the Emperor, whose perfect tactics even Horus himself misjudged, they are all role models worthy of their emulation.

Casca achieved an impressive result in this battle.

This also prompted Horus to constantly reflect on his own and the Legion's shortcomings.

Horus ordered that all officers of company rank and above within the Shadowmoon Wolves should participate in the training program to learn from the strengths of other legions and improve themselves.

It is called —

[Shadow Moon Wolf University Study]!

As for the content of the first phase of learning

“I once asked Fugrim, right when she was assuring me of Kasgar’s command abilities.”

I asked her: Why do you trust a new recruit so much?

“Forgrim, she.”

"She gave me this."

Horus removed his heavy gauntlets and placed them on the table. In his exposed palm lay a small storage device.

She said that only facts can prove my words.

"If you are ever truly amazed by him one day, then take this out and take a look."

It seems that Fugrim had long anticipated that Kasgar would amaze everyone and had given it to him in advance.

It was a storage device for storing images, which was perfectly compatible with the projection equipment in their conference room.

"Then let's see together what it is that allows Casca to master such powerful tactics even as a recruit."

Horus was especially serious.

He stared intently at the projection.

After a few seconds, a line of strange small characters gradually appeared on the projection device.

[Please enjoy this epic drama adapted from the personal experiences of the great Primarch, Lord Vograim.]

[Thirty Years - Chermos - Centaur - Gold Ring]

Chapter 48 Shadow Moon Wolf's University Study (Part 2)

Shocked.

This was the only word that came to the mind of Gavial Locken, who had just been promoted to commander of the Shadowmoon Wolf Company 10.

As a highly talented recruit, he was soon noticed by the company commander of the 10th Company and served as his adjutant on the battlefield, where he repeatedly made meritorious contributions.

Until the recent Dalit alien extermination operation, the former 10th Company Commander was killed in action.

He, Gavial Locken, the new adjutant, took over the position.

He was very nervous.

Today is his first day in office, and it is also a rare day that Primarch Horus has summoned all the company commanders to a meeting.

Previously, Loken had only glimpsed the appearance of this godlike Primarch from afar.

On the battlefield, his banners were a rehearsal for the celebration, and his battle cry was an unstoppable wolf howl.

Lord Shepherd Wolf has always been a ferocious giant wolf.

Today, he has the privilege of witnessing, together with the company commanders, the approachable, humble, and kind side of this invincible god.

What he saw today truly shattered his preconceived notions about Lord Horus.

Loken thought to himself.

Then he saw the projector start playing.

Good news, it breaks the conventional wisdom about Horus.

The bad news is, the fight was a bit too bad.

The projection changed up and down, and after a High Gothic subtitle with the meaning of "Centaur Gold Ring" popped up, a magnificent theater suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes.

theater?

drama?

Centaur gold ring?

What does it mean?

The company commanders looked at each other in bewilderment.

As participants in the first "Shadowmoon Wolf University Study", they were expecting either a detailed explanation and breakdown of tactics from Primarch Fugrim himself or Kasgar.

Leveraging the vast amount of information that holographic projection can carry, the guerrilla tactics and training methods for the emperor's son are taught bit by bit, culminating in a practical demonstration.

Aren't all learning materials like this?

But why does this projection seem like a theatrical performance?

The holographic projection flickered, rapidly widening the theater's field of vision.

Near the semi-circular marble platform arched by the theater's intricately carved stone carvings, the scarlet carpet laid out was vibrant in color. Several bright lamps behind red curtains on both sides illuminated the theater's magnificent gold ornaments on the dome, making them gleam.

Bright and splendid, magnificent and luxurious.

A theater with extremely luxurious decorations.

But what does this have to do with how to command an army in battle?

"Could it be that Lady Fugrim... took the wrong storage device?"

Togarden muttered to himself.

Loken, who was standing next to him, actually agreed with this view.

Fortunately, the mistake was only taking a recording of a theater performance; otherwise, it would have been different.

That would be a bit too terrifying.

Awkward as it may be, the scene continued.

This record is truly as the title suggests.

As a performer and playwright, Fugrim recounts in this magnificent theater hall the story of how she and Kasgar spent thirty years together in Chemos and exchanged centaur gold rings.

It has absolutely nothing to do with guerrilla tactics.

But for some reason, Horus does not seem to have shut down or commented on this.

He simply leaned quietly against the conference table, engrossed in watching Fugrim's performance.

Their facial expressions even fluctuated along with the emotions of the characters in the play.

Horus looked very engrossed.

He likes this very much.

Looking at the Primarch, who was regarded as an unparalleled god by the Shadowmoon Wolves, Gavial Loken suddenly had an extremely blasphemous thought.

No, no, no.

wrong!

He immediately denied it.

As the Shepherd of the Shadowmoon Wolf, his goal is the glorious future of the Emperor unifying the galaxy!

The Great Expedition is an unprecedented and monumental undertaking for humankind!

As Horus, the wolf god and the most loyal son of the emperor, naturally vowed to spread the truth of the empire throughout the galaxy and liberate his lost brethren who were still oppressed by aliens as his lifelong goal!

Lord Horus is great!

He is a perfect person who has long since abandoned those base desires!

How could I possibly be interested in such a boring and vulgar love story!?

He wouldn't be like that vain peacock, Fugrim, constantly talking about the "centaur gold ring"!

for sure!

That must be the case!

But Lord Horus did not stop the broadcast as Loken had expected.

He looked at it very carefully.

Until the end of the play.

".Vogrim!"

"You! Will always be mine—the Centaur!"

Fugrim's acting skills seem to be constantly improving.

Compared to his previous solo performance at Chemos, this video performance seems to be much more passionate.

If previously it was only possible to pierce ceramic armor with one's toes...

This time, even the master-crafted armor can be pierced!

"No matter where you roam in the future, I will always be by your side!"

"This is our 'agreement'!"

As she recited the poem with intonation and deep emotion, the bright red curtain finally fell.

【End】

The mental attack launched against all the company commanders of Shadowmoon Wolf finally came to an end at this moment.

Company Commander Loken's Shadow Moon Wolf University grades were not very good.

He didn't quite understand it.

But he was shocked.

Gazing at the final words, "It is love! The power of love that allows us to save the world," Loken struggled to clear his mind from the confusion he had just experienced.

"it's over?"

Horus gazed thoughtfully at the finished projection before him.

It seemed as if there was still a lingering sense of unfinished business.

“This was truly a magnificent performance,” Horus said. “It seems my sister is a very charismatic performing artist.”

He really enjoyed the play.

This reminded him of some things about himself.

But judging from the expression on his company commander's face, he was somewhat hesitant to show it.

"However, it does seem to have little to do with command tactics."