Chapter 184 Wenzhi Martial Arts
One hour after the 9091 world battle.
Tens of thousands of people were carried by transport planes into the Resolute Resolve.
The World Eaters Legion, excluding the 18th Company previously sent by Angron, has nearly 150,000 people gathered in the Triumph Hall. The hall of the Glorious Queen-class battleship Fortitude and Resolve also gathered Reflecting the hugeness of this giant ship, it is not crowded at all when all members of the legion are gathered here, and there is even room for more people to stand.
The soldiers of the Twelve Legions who had previously followed the more than 20,000 soldiers of the Nineteenth Legion who fought side by side on No. 9091, stood at the forefront of all fighting brothers.
These people bowed and respectfully met the father of genes.
Angron sat on the throne, sensing the thoughts of these returning sons, analyzing their psychology as if reading their minds.
As always, the warriors of the Twelve Legions were always close to their Primarch.
The heirs in front of them were complaining in their hearts about the slow strategy of Shadow Lord Farr of the Nineteenth Legion, and at the same time they were happy to be able to meet the father of genes.
These people didn’t even know the name of the Gene Father, at least until Kiel went to 9091, but Angron just sat there and did nothing, and they felt happy and close to him.
Angron had discussed with Qin Xia why people like the Twelve Legions were particularly close to the original body.
The final conclusion is that this may be a manifestation of a psychic ability inherited by the Space Marines. Although this psychic ability is very weak and cannot sense the emotions of others, nor can it be enhanced to the point of reading minds like the original body, it still exists.
The same is true in another timeline that only Qin Xia knows.
Except for the Twelve Legions, it is impossible for other legions to appear. After the original body was spiked with the Butcher's Nail and committed a series of ridiculous acts, not only did most of the legionnaires have no objections to the original body, they even wanted to He also gave himself a terrifying implant called the Butcher's Nail, and became close to the original body by subjecting himself to the same torture as the original body.
"This is my father." Angron said the first sentence, looking at Qin Xia on his left, "He protected me until I grew up enough to cope with the crisis, you can call me He guides and calls him the Lord of White Knights."
"Guide." The warriors saluted, meeting for the first time the most important person in the eyes of the Primarch.
Even though Qin Xia looks like a space warrior, he is different from everyone present. He does not wear armor and only wears robes.
Even though Qin Xia looks like a warrior, he does not hold a weapon, but only has a book hanging on his waist.
However, since the primarch valued him, the offspring who recognized themselves as weapons and tools should also value him.
Qin Xia nodded in greeting.
Angron stood up again, baring his back to everyone, showing off his scarlet-colored triumphal rope.
"This is the Rope of Triumph. You have just won a victory, so you should also carve the scar called the Rope of Triumph."
Angron then told about the triumph. The origin of the rope.
This is a project that Angron will do on the spot or afterwards every time a new person returns.
Display your own rope of triumph.
This is one of Angron's prides.
Each bright red scar on the triumphal rope means victory in the gladiatorial arena with his father and brothers and sisters.
It means every grave-digging war against the High Knights and Guardsmen after breaking out of the arena.
Meaning the transformation of many people from slaves to free people after each battle.
Also means the number of times enslavement has been crushed so far after joining the Great Crusade.
"We should not carve the rope of victory, father." A centurion who has fought in the 9091 world until now said.
Angron frowned: "Why? You just won a victory."
"Because this war has dragged on for too long." The centurion replied, "We are here I saw your return in my sleep, but we don’t know your name, and we don’t know your honor behind that blurry dream filter. The battle in that world is not difficult, and we should have come to see you long in advance.”
"Damn Fahr, with the command granted by the Emperor, forbids us from actively promoting the war process."
"We just watched those idiots who carried out senseless killings setting up corpse racks everywhere. .”
The centurion's reasons were filled with accusations and anger against Farr.
However, like the legionnaires who had just returned, he did not think there was any moral problem with Farr's killing method.
They just thought that if it were them, they would probably massacre all the way to the capital, and then massacre the capital, completely cutting off the possibility of local resistance, and the war could end a hundred years earlier.
“You turned a blind eye to the slaughter of friendly forces, and you should have been engraved with a black rope of shame.” Angron looked down at the newly returned heirs, “But you have just returned, so you can still be engraved with a triumphant return. "
The centurion took the opportunity to accuse Farr of his behavior, not that he really didn't want to carve the rope of triumph.
They will not refuse this way of inheriting the tradition of the genetic father and getting closer to the genetic father.
When the newly returned heirs began to carve the rope of triumph, Angron looked at Kiel: "How will the world be handled in 9091?"
"I will temporarily give the right to rule to The original local ruler." Legion Commander Kil responded after saluting, "This is a decision I made after carefully reviewing the situation in the 9091 world."
There is no doubt about Kil's behavior. Making war in the world of 9091 meaningless.
The ruling power still belongs to the original local rulers. The local people sacrificed many lives and finally got this result.
But Angron trusted Kiel's handling ability, so he listened silently.
“The local rulers are quite prestigious, which may be related to the local cultural traditions. During the capital offensive, the death squads composed of royal family members will launch an almost suicide attempt before the soldiers composed of the civilian class. Attack first."
"They were happy to surrender to the empire in order to save more lives, but Farr went down and started killing indiscriminately, which angered them."
"I guess ten. Primarch No. 9, your brother, he will soon start the Great Crusade. The world of 9091 is not far from Kiaval. Your brother will definitely take over this world, and Fal of the Nineteenth Legion will also get your brother's Just sanctions."
"Since this world does not belong to us, it is more appropriate to maintain the original local order until the original body No. 19 takes over, otherwise we will set sail immediately to eliminate the original rule. It will only cause the planet to fall into a period of chaos."
Keir methodically explained the reasons for his decision.
After hearing this, Angron also agreed: "Well done." Kil held his head high and raised his chest slightly.
Qin Xia also agreed with Kiel's approach.
He felt that no matter what, Kil, the legion commander who was born as a Terran military aristocrat and warrior, was still more reasonable than Far, who was born as a slave owner in a dry land tribe.
"Let's all disperse." Angron waved his hand, "We will be sailing through subspace soon. Your legion commander will explain more to you later."
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Swallow The Mortal Fleet once again jumped into the subspace and embarked on the route to the Onus Sector.
All the Space Marines in the Triumph Hall dispersed, leaving only Qin Xia and Angron.
“It’s a pity that there are no think tanks among those who returned this time.” Angron walked outside the Triumph Hall and turned to Qin Xia at the same time and said, “The total number of World Eaters’ think tanks is only over thirty. This is too small compared to the total number of 150,000 people in the legion.”
"It's normal. After all, the Twelve Legions are hostile to psykers. The only way to attract more think tank members is to recruit them." Qin Xia was thinking as he walked.
Recruiting a think tank is not easy. If a psyker is unstable, it is dangerous to be cannon fodder, let alone a Space Marine.
Psychics like Caesar, who have a random chance of blowing their heads with their abilities, cannot be recruited into the Legion.
But take it slow, Qin Xia thought. There are billions of human beings in the vast galaxy, and even one person with stable psionic abilities can only be counted in a million.
“There are very few psychics on Nuceria.” Angron suddenly said this, “Otherwise, we can add one or two.”
"Nukeria is not far from Ultramar, and there are no subspace rifts or anything like that there. Furthermore, it's possible that Nuceria Entertainment didn't want psykers to be born, so they genetically modified He has lost his hands and feet." Qin Xia had already judged this.
Hearing what his father said about Ultramar, Angron remembered that this was a concept that would only exist in the future.
The Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar, Guilliman’s country within a country.
Qin Xia has said something about Ultramar, and has always asked Angron to target Guilliman and build a Nuceria Five Hundred World or something in the future.
When it comes to the future country where the brothers who are good at management and rule have never met, Angron remembered a related thing.
"Father, the Space Marine candidates sent from Nuceria were not only the winners of the Global Gladiator Tournament."
The original body suddenly stopped.
The dull stamping sound stopped suddenly.
Qin Xia also stopped and nodded: "I know those who are outstanding in the literary test."
Before leaving Nuceria, Angron made two plans Space Marine selection method.
First, the outstanding gladiator teams in the global gladiatorial competition are willing to join the legion. They are all selected people who are best at teamwork, value team friendship, and are the bravest and most skilled in combat.
The second is the outstanding ones selected in the literary test.
The latter were not trained as Legion fighting troops, but as administrators of worlds conquered by the Legion.
"Father, look."
Angron took out a piece of white paper, shook it off and showed it to Qin Xia.
On the white paper was a new ribbon pattern drawn by Angron himself.
The iconic bloody fangs of the World Eaters were biting something, but this time it was not the chains that meant slavery or the world, but some shabby-looking houses.
“Swallow the barren.”
“This is an honorary reward similar to the ribbon that represents devouring enslavement.”
“After the transformation of those outstanding in literary examinations They will practice the management methods they learned in school, and then manage a world as managers. If a world is barren and poor, if they change the barrenness and poverty of that world, they can get this ribbon as a reward.”
Angron put away the white paper and thought about his plans for the legion.
It was extremely dark in the corridor where the portholes were completely covered by armored panels, but Angron's eyes were very bright and could be clearly seen in the darkness.
“The Legion’s honor system will be divided into two types in the future: civil service and martial arts.”
“If a Space Marine is a manager, then he does not need to fight to obtain honor.”
"I want to appoint Space Marines to rule my world because they live longer, are more powerful, have no descendants, are close to me, and desire glory rather than material things."
After speaking, Angron stared at Qin Xia with his bright eyes, waiting for his father to comment on this.
“The Emperor hates this model of superhumans managing mortals, but he is not always right.” Qin Xia smiled, “Your brother named Guilliman also hates this model of superhumans managing mortals. model, but he will realize that he was wrong in ten thousand years, and transfer the rule from mortals to the hands of the Four Heroes he appointed."
With recognition, Angron smiled and nodded. He knew that his father would agree and understand.
“But the empire will probably not tolerate this kind of thing.” Qin Xia turned around and continued walking.
“There are many things that they can’t stand.”
Angron quickly followed.
“Ordinary people will age quickly and get tired. This is the objective difference between ordinary people and us.”
“I don’t care about those big principles.”
“I We only care about whether ordinary people are living well, and that without AI we really have to find a way to replace it.”
(End of this chapter)