Warhammer, I really didn't intend to form a second empire!

The decline of the human empire is already evident!

The fate of the human empire is sealed!

The Empire of Man delivers its victory speech!

This is the Empire, a high-level player who can drag you into a messy battle, and then use his extremely rich experience and wave after wave of support that finally arrives from the rear to win the messy battle.

No one can outlast the Empire in a war of attrition; neither the Greenskins nor the Zerg Swarm can!

Of course, the current empire is not yet capable of that, nor has it fallen to the point of waging a bloody war.

It's true that many victories were secured by boarding and decapitation strikes.

Zhao Zheng didn't like this approach, which is why he kept working tirelessly to supply the front lines from the rear.

Heavy firepower completely destroyed it!

The Great Qin has no shortage of these: the macro cannon and torpedoes are free, and the light spear and electromagnetic nova cannon are not afraid of running out of energy!

Living metal can slowly regenerate, and adamantite is strong enough to be hard. The Starshattering Cannon is ready to be deployed at any time. Since we are not afraid of overload, let's just fire it as hard as we can!

Aiming? What are you aiming at?

Oh, right! Just focus on this circle in front of you and go all out!

Ground warfare would be even simpler. Odin and Thor would press forward relentlessly, with volcano cannons and plasma cannons firing non-stop. What alien empire or enemy could withstand such an offensive?

Such warfare is a luxury for the empire. After all, if wars were fought in this way, the resources Zhao Zheng consumed in one war would be enough for the empire to fight ten or more similar wars.

But what does it matter?

Artillery fire is worthless; human lives are what matter to Zhao Zheng!

The ability to win countless wars proves that you are indeed a talented commander.

It was Zhao Zheng's skill to ensure that more of his offspring survived on the battlefield.

"Let's go to this coordinate in the Hazy Starfield, the Stenelos system."

Zhao Zheng's trip to Katachang was just a side trip, because the Emperor told him that another brother had been found and asked if he wanted to come and accompany him.

After all, Horus was on an expedition, and Riemann was also on an expedition, so the only one who would have the time to accompany them at this point in time was Zhao Zheng.

After all, he doesn't need to go on expeditions. That's the advantage of having many capable descendants; he doesn't need to personally lead large-scale expeditions.

As Zhao Zheng walked through the hangar passage, Kong Ming was waiting for him at the corner of the corridor. The data panel in his hand had already switched to the interstellar navigation chart interface, which was marked with the coordinates that were attached to the Emperor's psionic communication.

"Your Majesty, the route has been planned. At the current speed, it will take about fourteen days to reach the Stenelos system."

Zhao Zheng took the data panel, glanced at it, and then handed it back.

"The Emperor is already waiting in that star system. Did he say anything about the specifics of that brother's situation?"

"The psionic message only mentioned the coordinates and name, without describing the specifics, but according to the Imperial Star Map, the Sternos system is located in an active stellar region on the edge of the Cygnus X-1 constellation in the Hazy Starfield."

“That area has a large number of human settlements recorded during the Age of Conflict, but most of them were lost after the collapse of the Old Night Era.”

"According to the speculation of the Imperial scholars, it should be a mining planet abandoned by mankind in the Old Night Era, a dead world with extremely scarce resources."

Zhao Zheng nodded; he had already guessed who this brother was.

The father of the Stormwalker genes, the tenth Primarch, Feralusmanus.

I wonder if this guy has regained those signature iron hands yet.

The Silver Dragon Asinos, no matter how you look at it, seems more like a high-tech weapon of the necromancers. Medusa was once visited by necromancers, and there should be a lot of necromancer technology left underground.

Felus found quite a few things underground in Medusa, including a firepower backpack that could hold the firepower of a small Titan.

It's hard to say how Felus managed to pack all that firepower into a metal box that was only about two cubic meters in size without necromancy.

Zhao Zheng thought that maybe he could go down to the ground beneath Medusa and see what new and interesting things he might discover.

However, Ferrus was not easy to get along with. His socialist tendencies and extremely irritable and stubborn personality made him a difficult person to get along with.

Zhao Zheng didn't know if he could explore Medusa without Felus's consent, after all, it was Felus's home planet.

But no matter what, it's worthwhile to cultivate a good relationship with Felus, since he's the only brother who shares my views on the war.

Although I do not agree with his theory of social mobility and fragility.

If you can bring a powerful brother and his powerful army to your side, you will have a better chance of winning the war commander competition in the future.

It's unlikely that Horus, who would have received special treatment from the Emperor and had all the credit handed to him, would have snatched the position of War General.

Zhao Zheng refused to believe that Chaos was planning to corrupt him, a subspace black hole, or that it would find one of its other brothers and mold it into a cream puff.

With Zhao Zheng appointed as the war commander, at least the empire's resources won't be corrupted by his brother in this position, thus providing maximum convenience for those traitors.

So what if there are problems with history? He's already a war commander, why should he care about making a little change?

No matter what moves Chaos makes, at least the initiative is still on their side.

As long as the internet doesn't collapse and Xiao Ma is still on his side, Zhao Zheng can guarantee that the sky won't fall!

"I am on my way to Stenelos and expect to arrive in fourteen days."

The emperor's response came back quickly, consisting of only one sentence.

"I'm waiting for you."

The fourteen-day flight was neither long nor short; it was just enough for him to finish dealing with some of the tasks that had piled up recently.

The Lishan maintained a stable subspace speed for the next few days.

During this time, Zhao Zheng finished reviewing the latest exploration report sent back by Zu Chongzhi from the Star Ring Ruins, as well as the progress update of Zhang Heng's team on the analysis of the sixth layer of the ancestral core data. He also took a look at a summary of the industrial production capacity of the Great Qin in the third quarter of this year, which Kongming had just submitted.

The structure within the Star Ring ruins became even more complex after further exploration.

In his report, Zu Chongzhi mentioned that some areas inside the ruins had completely sealed hatches, and the Ironborn Engineering Team tried various access methods but failed to open them, suggesting that more sophisticated decryption methods might be needed to gain entry.

These things can't be rushed; we can take it slowly. The Star Ring is in our hands; it can't be run away.

……

In the Stenelos system, the Lishan jumped out from the Mandeville point, where the Imperial Dream had been waiting for a long time.

"How did it go? Are you sure it's my brother?"

Zhao Zheng arrived aboard the Emperor Dream with the answer, and together with the Emperor, they looked down at the dark planet called Medusa IV.

Not far from here is the Eye of Terror. You can see this huge warp rift by looking up. At this time, it was not yet called the Eye of Terror, nor had it been torn to the size it was in the 42K era.

Zhao Zheng stood beside him, with a small distance between them.

"The environment here isn't great, and there's this thing overhead. This guy must have suffered a lot to survive here."

The emperor did not answer immediately; his gaze remained fixed on the gray planet for a moment before he spoke.

"He was called Felus Manus by the locals because he had a pair of silver steel hands, and he left behind many legends on this planet."

"Rumor has it that he killed a silver dragon, and those iron hands attached to him after he drowned the silver dragon in lava."

"Sounds like a very strong brother."

Zhao Zheng echoed.

"It's not bad, but it's still a bit inferior to yours."

"You called me here just to talk about this?"

“He probably won’t submit as easily as Ruth. I’ll have to put in some effort, otherwise he probably won’t be happy to come back to the Empire with me.”

It must be said that the Emperor, who was still very humane at this time, was indeed very charming. No wonder the Primarchs trusted him so much after they returned in the early stages.

In comparison, Angron's start was a complete disaster.

The Nukelians submitted the moment they saw the Emperor, but the Butcher's Nail was firmly nailed to Angron's head, impossible to remove or suppress, causing the Emperor to not even want to say a word to Angron, simply letting him fend for himself, and even destroying the War Dogs.

Zhao Zheng intended to help Anglong, but the galaxy is so vast that he knows nothing about anything except where most of his brothers are. How is he supposed to find them?

It's important to understand that the distances between star sectors are not something Imperial ships can easily traverse. Without a warp engine, the Empire can't even achieve faster-than-light travel. Under these circumstances, how is he supposed to find these brothers?

We'll see when the time comes. If we can save them, we will; if not, we'll just forcibly absorb the warhounds and leave Angron alive to be stuffed into the static force field as a source of gene seeds.

Perhaps when our technological capabilities improve in the future, or if we unearth some technological relics from the Dark Ages underground, we might be able to bring Angron back.

"You called me here because you want me to help you?"

"No, I'm just being a witness. Horus is too busy, Rus is currently on an expedition, and your brother has just returned. He certainly doesn't know much about the Empire at first, so I think it's your duty to show your brother about the Empire."

"You don't need to say more. As long as the brothers are willing to ask, I'm happy to help them."

"What about Horus? Will you provide him with logistical resources and a fleet? His recent expedition has been hampered by Imperial logistics, causing some slow progress."

"I'm not saying I'm forcing you to pay more taxes, I just hope that you brothers can get along well and help each other. After all, we are a family and we are all working hard for the common goal of the Great Expedition and the revival of humanity."

Good heavens, so this was what they were waiting for!

Zhao Zheng said that the Emperor could have brought back Felus by himself, so why did he have to call him over and wait here for more than half a month?

It's astonishing that an emperor who always cherished time would go to such lengths.

This old fellow, after laying so much groundwork, just wanted to squeeze some resources out of himself to make Horus's Great Expedition go more smoothly.

No wonder Horus was so drunk he was practically delirious, forgetting the return date and many of his offspring. He was barely able to fight anymore, and kept muttering things like "The first son returns, thirty years later."

The root of the problem lies here!

Looking at the emperor's sincere face, Zhao Zheng suddenly became clear-headed.

"No problem, it's just a small favor. After all, Horus is my brother, and everyone is working hard on the Great Expedition. How could I not help? It's all for the Empire and humanity."

A bright smile immediately appeared on the emperor's face.

“That’s more like it. You’re all commanders of the Imperial Legion, and you’re brothers. You should stand together for the Empire and for humanity…”

"However~"

Zhao Zheng suddenly changed the subject, interrupting the emperor and freezing the emperor's smile on his face.

"I've heard that you have a treasure vault on Terra, containing technology left over from the Dark Ages..."

"Please don't misunderstand. After all, as you know, my Great Qin is still in its infancy and facing many difficulties. In order to ensure the safety of my army and..."

"Three items, this is my price."

The emperor suddenly spoke, his smile vanishing, and he uttered these words in a very calm tone.

"What do you mean by that? Do you think I'm some kind of greedy person who would use my brothers' logistical supplies as a bargaining chip to seek personal gain?"

"Or do you think someone like me, who's willing to provide the Empire with a logistical fleet and keeps paying excessive taxes to the Empire, is..."

Five items, no more than that.

"What you're saying is an insult to my character. Judging from your tone, am I some kind of...?"

"Seven items!"

"make a deal!"

"My fleet will set sail today. For the next twenty years, the logistics and resource allocation for Shadowmoon Wolf will be provided by my Great Qin, without the slightest delay!"

The emperor looked at Zhao Zheng's handsome, upright, and impartial face. His face was expressionless, but Zhao Zheng could almost see the emperor gritting his teeth.

But Zhao Zheng ignored him. How could he expect to get so many resources out of him without paying a price?

Those four legions were fighting bloody battles for the Qin Empire's territory, so it was only natural for Zhao Zheng to treat them well; after accepting his help, Russ also gave the Qin Empire the promise of lasting friendship from the Wild Wolves.

Horus...

It's not that Zhao Zheng is badmouthing him, but can you expect Zhao Zheng to believe someone who can make his brothers' army serve as cannon fodder while they're not returning, and then not share any credit with them?

Zhao Zheng isn't very capable; he's petty, narrow-minded, and has a bad temper...

That's the kind of person he is; he knows that you have to pay people well when you do things for them!

Zhao Zheng didn't want to know how Horus managed to keep his brothers from turning against him, nor did he want to know why Saint Gilles, despite knowing that his legion was being used as cannon fodder by Horus, still became good brothers with him in the end.

He only knew one thing: the Qin Dynasty would never welcome Horus.

Chapter Sixty: That damn weasel! How can it be so petty!