Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

What?

what what?

Centaur. Gold ring.?

Casca stood there, frozen in place.

The timeline is really not wrong, right?

Horus can't be chosen as the War Master this time, right?

[Prepare to jump out of Mandeville point]

Just as chaos erupted in Casca, an alarm was broadcast over the ship's loudspeaker.

With a strong tremor, the outside world finally returned to the starry sky.

And the whispers that had been lingering in Casca's ears vanished from that moment on.

That familiar solar system has finally returned to Casca's view.

Arrive at the very heart of the Empire, Holy Terra.

So beautiful, Holy Terra!

Despite the absence of the sea and the fact that the land has turned into a barren, dark brown expanse, Casca still cherishes the memory of this place.

It's time to go home.

Chapter 51 Three Challenges

"You mean the victory in the Silent Star Defense War is enough to prove that you are capable of fulfilling your duties as the Legion's chief commander?"

Holy Terra, the residence of the Emperor's Son at the foot of the Ural Mountains.

Seated at the top of the round table were the three current legion commanders, sons of the emperor.

Vespasian, Abdullah.

And the female commander Edlu, who finds Casgar's remarks incomprehensible.

At this time, Fugrim was still at the Jupiter Foundry, overseeing the completion of the final part of the Imperial Pride with the current Mars Foundry General.

As a perfectionist, the Queen Glory battleship took twice as long to build as other battleships of the same class.

Handmade, a masterpiece.

Each component was designed and overseen by Primarch Fugrim himself.

What Ador didn't expect was that Casca would actually dare to attack her when the Primarch wasn't around.

Logically speaking, Casca's perfect performance in the Dalit alien extermination campaign should have earned him a position as a legion commander.

This was acknowledged by all three commanders, including Ador.

But he didn't even seem to think highly of the commander.

Kasgar wants the [Chief Commander] above all other commanders!

Is that too much?

They're already so arrogant even when the Primarch isn't around; what will they be like when the Primarch is around?

This is no ordinary recruit; we must strike hard!

"Casca. We do not deny your perfect tactical performance in the Dalit system when facing the alien invasion."

"You have indeed proven yourself, possessing the talent to become the commander of the Emperor's Son."

"But that doesn't mean the door to becoming the chief commander will be open to you."

After the flagship Imperial Pride is completed, their Third Legion will bid farewell to the days of being a vassal army of other legions.

From then on, they would integrate and form their own expeditionary fleet, participating for the first time as an independent unit in the grand expedition.

The Emperor's son of the Third Legion will also have a commander here who can oversee and coordinate the entire force.

[Chief Lord Commander]

Casca was determined to win this.

"Yes."

"Whether it is command ability or combat level, I am confident that I will be selected as the lord's commander."

"The reason I brought this up before Fugrim returned was to eliminate the Primarch's interference and make everyone accept their defeat wholeheartedly."

mad!

Kasgar was determined to get the position of lord commander.

He must be elected as the chief lord commander.

As the Great Crusade progresses, more and more Primarchs return to the Empire, and the day of the anticipated Great Rebellion draws ever closer.

Legend has it that when the Emperor "stole fire" from the Warp to create the Primarchs, it was already destined that half of the Primarchs would betray the Empire and join the Chaos.

If left unchecked, even Fugrim will one day be bewitched by a demonic sword on a thorny planet and embark on a path of no return.

As for the overall decline of the legion, it is also inseparable from the fact that the vain Aidoron (of course, she is called Aidor here) became the chief lord commander.

Kasgar rose from the ranks of Chemos to prevent a future Primarch rebellion.

It's not just the Fugrim; there are many other Legions and Primarchs that need Kasgar's help.

Therefore, he needs to become a powerful officer to control the future direction of the Third Army.

If even the chief lord commander doesn't have real power...

How could he stop Forgrim from drawing the dagger?

How can they participate in cooperative battles with other legions to change the perceptions of the corresponding Primarchs and legions?

"Then how are you going to make us accept defeat wholeheartedly?"

Adorlu's delicate and beautiful face was contorted with anger as she forced out these words through gritted teeth.

You've really been looked down upon, Ador.

Even new recruits are getting too cocky.

“It’s very simple,” Casca shrugged, his expression unchanged. “As the chief lord’s commander, one must naturally strive for perfection in every aspect.”

"The three commanders may choose the strongest among them to practice and fight against me."

"Whether it's team training, one-on-one duels, or commanding a battle, I'm confident I can defeat you."

"If I lose in one aspect, I will not mention this matter again, how about that?"

Casca's gaze swept over the three lord commanders, whose expressions varied.

The proud and confident Adorlu laughed in anger, while the composed Abdron and Vespasian continued to scrutinize Kasga with expressionless faces, seemingly trying to see through his intentions.

"Does anyone have any objections to this?"

"I agree."

Vespa spoke first from silence.

"As for the challenges of commanding large-scale battles, I am ashamed to admit my inferiority in terms of the tactical arrangements for new machinery and personnel deployment."

"If there is an opportunity in the future, I would appreciate your guidance on this matter."

As the Legion's most strategic commander, he acknowledged Kasgar's (actually, his) advanced tactical thinking on Silent Star and relinquished the challenge of commanding the campaign.

Therefore, two items remain: team training and combat, and one-on-one duels.

"I have no objection either."

"I hope you can impress me in the duel as well."

Abdron nodded in agreement, accepting Kasgar's challenge to a duel.

As a top-tier swordsman whose skills are no less than Aqua's, Abdron does not believe that Kaska is capable of fighting him.

But Casca never seems to lack surprises.

As for the last item, team training and combat.

"Kid, whose army do you want to command, and how do you plan to fight?"

As Aido spoke, she herself wasn't very confident.

As the perfect commander of the Emperor's son, she, like Casca, rose to fame with her perfect victory against overwhelming odds.

However, she didn't believe she could easily defeat the overwhelming army of automated flying mechs on the Silent Star.

"It's very simple. Since there are so few sons of the emperor now, the exercise doesn't need to be too big."

"Two hundred people."

Kasga held up two fingers: "I only need two hundred new recruits; you can choose any veterans from the legion to participate. We'll face off in a month at the training grounds near the Ural Mountains."

"One month? You think you can train two hundred new recruits into elite veterans in just one month?"

"That's right, just one month."

"Without the assistance of flying automatons, I will show you the results of my training."

".good!"

Incomprehensible.

Aidoru accepted.

"above."

"It's a challenge between me and the three legion commanders."

At the training grounds at the foot of the Ural Mountains, Kasgar looked at his two hundred Imperial Sons recruits and spoke.

A month later, it would be roughly the same time that Fugrim returned to Holy Terra to attend the Primarch Council.

By then, he will train these recruits into terrifying beings that even seasoned veterans cannot defeat.

But it seems that the new recruits don't think so.

They seemed unmoved by Casca's boastful words.

Even during the assembly period, the smell of gunpowder permeated the air.

A very obvious horizontal gap divided the recruits in two.

As for Aqua, the second company commander who remained neutral in the commander election, she was drawing on parchment with a charcoal pencil (whether it was real parchment or not is currently unknown).

After years of practice failed to improve her cooking skills, she chose painting as her new hobby.

She looked up and glanced at it.

"On the left are new recruits of the Chemos descent, and on the right are recruits of the Terra descent."

"I don't need to explain what happened, do I?"

In fact, there were ten lords and commanders at the beginning of the army's establishment.

But I'm too lazy to research their names one by one; listing too many would make my head spin. So I'll just simplify it to these three most famous ones.

Chapter 52: Speechless. I can't continue talking to you. Typical green-skinned thinking.

Classic Terran origin.

The conflict between the Classics and the Primarchs.

Looking down at the two groups of people who were on the verge of fighting, Kasgar sighed.

Compared to other legions, the problem is more serious for the Sons of the Emperor.

The blood tax levied on the Terran descendants of the Third Legion all came from the sons of local nobles.

The advantage is that these respectable young men are highly capable in combat and have excellent military skills, making them ten or even nine times better than the criminals under Batman's command.

But they also carry with them a certain innate arrogance.

Chemos?