Chapter 116 Two Legions
After the original body determined its attitude towards the Legion, it continued to read past information about the Legion.
"My legion was used more as a reserve force or assault force for other legions during the Great Crusade, and occasionally did some dirty work."
Angron held up another Volume of information, turning the pages faster than a mortal can close a book, but his eyes can accurately capture every line of words on the page, and imprint them in his mind.
Angron made rapid progress in learning everything, partly because of his high reading efficiency.
"One hundred and fifty thousand... soldiers like that, one hundred and fifty thousand!"
"But now only ten thousand have been drawn here."
"They were in the Tenth Three Expeditionary Fleets fought. Because my legion was so notorious, the Thirteenth Expeditionary Fleet was also called the 'Blood Thirteen'."
"It seems that their problem is more serious than I thought. "
When the original body read the contents of the information and expressed his opinions, Qin Xia listened carefully.
He does know a lot of things about the Twelfth Legion, but those things are not straightforward narratives, but fragments whose timeliness is questionable.
"If we are going to put the Twelfth Legion, which we named the World Eaters, into the war against Nuedei, we have to take these issues into consideration." Qin Xia was very serious at this time Seriously, because what he and the original body were discussing were matters that affected the entire legion and the celestial body Nueda.
Put the Space Marine Corps into the war to attack Numidia... Before Qin Xia said these words in the last second, the two of them had not even formally discussed how to attack Numidia.
Before the arrival of the Legion, Angron had only been urging Nuoey to produce large marine equipment that could convert transport ships into combat transports.
When Qin Xia said this, Angron did not consider whether to let the Twelve Legions join. He just thought along Qin Xia's train of thought: "All the information about Nuwei Er shows that The place used to be a gold-smelting cave for the ancient rich, and Gao Knight had no interest in developing it and had never organized any immigration, so there should be only Gao Knight there.”
As he spoke, Angron paced in the archives, frowning in thought.
"There is no need to worry about the massive casualties that the Twelve Legion will cause to civilians. What I am worried about is if the rebels fight side by side with these 10,000 people..."
"Those of me The descendant has written down in the information how many friendly forces he has killed that blocked the road or were defeated. "
The original body's worry is very necessary.
Qin Xia thought for a moment and replied casually: "Then the rebels are not allowed to fight alongside them. Ten thousand space warriors attack Nuwei, which is enough."
"I'm not thinking about whether they can win Nuwei II on their own. I'm thinking that they just arrived and don't understand Gao Knight. Of course, they can win Nuwei II by attacking rashly, but there will inevitably be problems caused by not understanding the opponent. unnecessary casualties," Angron said.
"Those high knights will die if they encounter them." Qin Xia is fully confident. As an Astartes, he is very aware of the abilities of Astartes. "A few years ago, I predicted that if we If you can't drive out all the slave owners on Nuceria by yourself, then your descendants will come here and kill Nuceria into an empty world without paying many casualties."
When Qin Xia said this, Angron was extremely convinced and no longer worried about casualties, but he expressed another concern: "The rebels are still rebels in name, but in fact they are the regular armed forces of Nuceria. Strength, such an armed force cannot stay on Nuceria forever. Sooner or later, they will have to fight alongside my descendants as mortal infantry."
"Then let the rebels participate in the battle, and avoid it. You can just mention it when they kill friendly troops." Qin Xia nodded.
Angron also nodded.
"Let the transport plane pick up the general." Qin Xia stood up and smiled, as if looking at the results of his efforts to care and cultivate, "The Lord of the Twelfth Legion."
Angron also showed his face Smile. ……
Triumph Hall.
This is the largest place on the Legion flagship of the Fortitude Resolve and is decorated with the honors of the Twelve Legions. It will be used as a place for ceremonies and celebrations in the future.
Now there are senior generals from the Nuceria rebel army gathered here, as well as the legion commander Kiel and several company commanders.
When the original body ordered the mortal attendants on the Fortitude to convey the order to dispatch a transport plane to Nuceria to pick up the people, Kiel carried out the order meticulously, first conveying the original words of the original body Give it to Nuceria, let them prepare, and then send a company commander down to pick them up.
The officers are here, but the Primarch has not yet arrived.
This lateness is exactly what Kil desires, because it will give him time to contact the people around the original body and ask about the likes and dislikes of the original body.
Most of the gladiators who once followed Angron out of the arena have now become high-ranking generals, and they are also present. In Kiel's eyes, these people are all weirdos on a visual level.
Some of them had their legs replaced by spears and wore armor with wings, and some wore black heavy armor that looked very ancient at first glance, and wore a large number of unknown decorations.
What are those decorations for? Keir couldn't help but have this question in his mind.
Because most of these people seemed to be difficult to contact, especially the middle-aged man whose head was almost as big as a Space Marine and as thick as a bear.
So Kiel chose a target who looked quite young and easy to communicate with.
“Transform the prosthetic body?”
Yochula was waiting for Angron to arrive when he suddenly heard heavy footsteps coming from beside him and turned his head to look.
Kiel walked towards Yochula, knocked on the latter's arm prosthesis, and tried to be as friendly as possible: "This thing looks good, I know a legion likes prosthetics very much, if they You will definitely get along with them when you come."
"Really, ha...ha..." Yochula couldn't understand some of the nouns in Kiel's words even though he was wearing a translator. He could only respond to the other party with an awkward smile.
Kiel has an expressionless face and a serious smile. This legion commander is relatively good at communication compared to other soldiers.
Based on the signs that Yochula smiles at someone he meets for the first time and responds with a smile even if he doesn’t understand, we can infer that Yochula must be a person who is easy to talk to and even a little easy to bully.
Kil didn't want to bully Yochula because he didn't know who the other party was, but it was okay to get some information from this easy-to-talk person.
"What kind of person was the genetic father of me and my brothers, our Primarch?"
As he spoke, Kiel looked behind the throne at the top of the Triumphal Hall.
It is empty there, waiting for the ship's most skilled sculptors to carve out the primarch's most majestic posture.
(End of this chapter)