Chapter 521: Being attacked from both sides-
"So, are some people beginning to be unconvinced? Or have I misjudged the location of our enemy? Reko, Zabien. Tell me. Am I being attacked from both sides or am I being attacked from both sides?"
The sound of leather boots tapping back and forth on the floor of the headquarters, the smell of cigars being smoked and burning rapidly, accompanied by the loud and powerful voice of Lord Ursarkar E. Creed, were heard on the roof of the military conference room. echoed below.
As the adjutant and flag-bearer of the Supreme Lord, Sergeant Garland Kyle stood silently on the side of the conference room, observing the room.
Ever since most of the senior commanders of the Cadian army and Cadian administrators had been thrown out of service during the grand, but ultimately tragic, parade on the Tyrok Fields to welcome the reinforcements. One of the military parade participants who had unknowingly fallen into Abaddon's minions, the Volscani Cataphracts launched a sudden attack and killed all of them - mainly because they were all crowded into the same Leviathan heavy armored building. The transport vehicle planned to evacuate, but the conspicuous transport vehicle was luckily (?) hit and destroyed by the Voskani traitors, so no one survived.
The former Lord of the High Castle, Porska, and the second-in-command, General Calvain, who was supposed to take over the command in sequence after his death, also died in the explosion of the Leviathan vehicle, and it was the eighth Cadian The regiment and their commander Ursaka E. Creed stepped forward in time, not only successfully stabilized the leaderless and bombed supporting troops of the battalion, but also organized a counterattack against the rebels, and finally suppressed the A rebellion.
And afterwards, because his origin was too mysterious and his bloodline was not noble enough, he was reluctant or the result of the coordination of all parties, he finally stood out from the crowd and was awarded the "Kadi" by the High Lords Council in the name of the Lord of the High Castle. He holds the title of "Guardian of Asia" and serves as the supreme wartime commander of the Thirteenth Black Crusade against Cadia. For this reason, there are only so many middle-level officials in Cadia who can still keep their word - now they are senior officials - who come to meetings.
It is said to be a meeting. Today, there are only three people present here: Logistics Minister Konskavan Reko, Supreme Political Commissar Aldalia Zabien and the Lord of the Supreme Castle. Several others have been promoted by the Lord of the Supreme Castle. The generals are now either in their fleets or on the front lines on the ground. As for the various allied forces that came to support, although there were powerful Adeptus Astartes and Sisters of Battle, they did not send representatives to participate, and they did not even station a liaison here. The Emperor's Angels and Daughters Many times we are indeed...capital and arrogant. While Garland Kyle thought Creed might think otherwise, there was nothing he could do about it.
"It's not that serious, Ursaka." Konskavan Reko's fingertips flicked a data pad, and he was talking to Creed with a strict bureaucratic attitude while holding another data pad in his hand. The data board is connected to the interface on his skull for review. It is obvious that the logistics minister has a lot of things to do, but he still has a rare clear mind and smooth speech.
"It's just that the administrative procedures of the Ministry of Interior and the Ministry of Military Affairs are not handled in this way according to the regulations, and the content of the Supreme Castle Lord's powers is not only military, so it is an administrative matter that needs to be voted and formally approved by the Cadia Military Council. Position. At that time, the matter was urgent and your appointment process was simple and fast, so it was actually illegal and could only be regarded as a temporary appointment measure.”
“Then make it compliant!”
"But the premise for you to continue to hold this position is that we are still in an emergency! Creed!" Supreme Political Commissar Zabien interrupted their conversation and raised her stern voice. She stood straight and sat like a Soldiers among soldiers, "According to the provisions of Article 67 of the Command Code, the emergency appointment of the Supreme Lord of the Castle is limited to the most urgent wartime state. Once the state is lifted, the emergency appointment of the position and its rights will It will also be automatically lifted.”
"So this is the problem." Creed took a deep puff of his cigar. "You think the state of emergency has passed, but I don't think so. Why do you think it has passed?"
Zabian glanced at Reko, who cleared his throat and pointed to the data pad he was comparing just now.
"All the data shows that the intensity of the fighting is declining, and emergency requests for ammunition and rations have dropped significantly. We can start to consider changing part of the military rations to civilian use, which can effectively control the level of social unrest..."
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"I mean." Creed interrupted him, "I don't think this Black Crusade is over. This is not right, I didn't see what should be there. This is more like a bait, a trap , a conspiracy to deliberately let us relax our vigilance, disperse the troops back to our residences, and let the reinforcements leave here.”
Zabian looked at Reko again, who nodded to the Supreme Commissar. She sighed, walked to Creed, and tried to put a hand on his shoulder, "Listen, Creed , the latest news and observation data intercepted by the naval intelligence department show that the ship Vengeful Spirit is in the traitor fleet retreating towards the Eye of Terror. This is the flagship of the Great Reaver. He is there, following There is a high chance that they will retreat together and Admiral Minter will try to pursue them."
"I recalled Minter and the fleets of others. This matter is not over yet... There are still many traitor troops on the ground in Cadia that need to be suppressed urgently."
"This is not a problem. Counterinsurgency and large-scale rebellion are not new to the Cadian military." Reko said. "This cannot be considered the most urgent wartime state."
Creed's sharp eyes scanned the two of them.
Political Commissar Aldalia took a step forward, "Actually, Ursaka, this is for your own good. Taking back part of the power can effectively resolve concerns about your planning a coup."
The Supreme Lord of the Castle truly sneered this time.
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Over the fortress world of Cadia.
Aboard the Blackstone Fortress "Eternal Will".
Urkanthos, Champion of Khorne, Lord of the Black Fleet, Chief of Abaddon's Hounds, is offering his master a previous victory.
But no one on the planet above them knew that the arrival of the fleet led by Abaddon was delayed by 77 minutes.
In view of the fact that the communication here was secretly landed on Cadia more than ten hours ago, Abaddon's spy master Shiron and his men artificially interrupted or tampered with it, and now, during the banquet celebrating their false victory On Cadia, where the carnival was just beginning, no one would know that in order to delay these 77 minutes and allow the messenger fleet to escape, Admiral Quarren and his guard fleet stood in the way of the battle. What a price we paid for these 77 minutes in front of this invincible fleet that would create a miracle that would crush the history of the galaxy.
The flagship of the Cadian Vigilance Fleet, the battleship Allegiance - a battleship with a total length of 2.5 miles and a displacement of 16 billion tons - together with all the hundreds of ships in the entire Vigilance Fleet except the Courier Fleet - also With their crews—two million people, soldiers, sailors, technicians, or any other astropaths and navigators who have called ships home for generations—
All under the coaxing and request of Draula Morcas, they were hit by the pure subspace energy launched by the Eternal Will of the Blackstone Fortress, which was covered and deceived by the implant, and turned into powder in the physical sense, organically. Biological nucleic acids, proteins, enzymes and other substances with life functions are destroyed by the energy bombardment and excitation of biological macromolecules. The bases are shed and destroyed, and the correct cross-links between DNA chains are lost. Two million lives fleeting, and their souls? Oh, Draura was sure that she saw the inanimate beings coming from all directions to enjoy the gluttonous feast in the rift opened by the warp ship. They ate quite sloppily, but they devoured it very cleanly.
But Morcas believed that it was all worth it, and that they should feel honored to be killed by the main gun of Blackstone Fortress aboard the Warmaster himself. Because this power proves her worth.
She is valuable to Warmaster.
What she can do is not just the organic interface of the Blackstone Fortress or the transformation of the energy of the highest heaven into organic flesh and blood into the stone flesh of this hostile fortress.
And when he realizes this, he will always need her, and she will always sit beside him among the demigods watching him.
In view of this, Morcas has been trying in recent days to get Abaddon, her Warmaster, her master, to agree to her continuing to gather the energy of the Blackstone Fortress to fire cannons on the ground after arriving in Cadia - she is very sure, This could break through their shields in one fell swoop and reduce most of the defenders to elementary particles like this guard fleet, along with the fortresses and trenches they were holding on to. Then Abaddon, her beloved Warmaster, wore the crown. The monarch, the noble man who carries all the burdens, can obtain the revenge and victory he deserves long ago.
But obviously, this is not a good time to express this opinion.
Because now, as his cup bearer and cupbearer, she had the honor of standing at his right hand.
Between Mocas's thin and slender fingers, she held tightly a huge skull goblet, or rather, it was more like the chalice held by the Holy Blood Priests of the Ninth Legion.
She listened to them while feeling the unique delicate, smooth and hard bone touch of the wine glass that Abaddon had given her to hold with her fingertips and the skin on the edge of her palm.
No matter how many times she held the goblet made from the skull of Horus, the Primarch cloned by Fabius Bair, the Fleshtwist, as Abaddon called him, it brought her a sense of joy. A strange sense of security. After all, this is a precious souvenir cut down by Abaddon himself and ordered to be made. Here, only she, Draula Morcas, can stand in a group of people with her thin mortal female body. The vast army of demigods and agents of the gods cheered her Warmaster.
Among the core warlords of Abaddon's Black Legion, she was the only one, and only she, Morcas, actually had no army under her command. Because she is the child of Blackstone Fortress, and Blackstone Fortress is her mother. In other words, she is the only part of Blackstone Fortress that can be understood by humans or near-humans. This is also the original intention of her creation.
Therefore, in order to repay the Warmaster for holding her hand that day and giving her a name, she was given a name for the first time after being created, and then had the desire to want something for the first time— —
Yes, that's it.
Although she has been wandering in the dark, winding and complicated corridors of Blackstone Fortress, going to areas where no one dares to go deep, only she can go deep with the black stone eyeballs and other implants implanted in her body. , gradually and continuously introducing the essence of subspace into the inert night stone, so that huge turbid eyeballs, breathing pink-gray lungs, faint mouse-gray skin emerge from the stone, and the walls are covered with Artery-like gray blood vessels, while door frames and window frames grew black-gray gums, and door leaves and windows turned into gray-white jagged teeth——
But contrary to what appears on the surface, the room and furniture have become full of life.
Mocas knew that although she seemed to have made the Blackstone Fortress come alive, from the perspective of the Blackstone eye implanted in her eye socket, the part of the Blackstone that had been eroded by the subspace energy had lost most of its activity, and only The part of the original Night Stone that has not been introduced and penetrated by her is the most active part. The Blackstone Fortress is alive, it is her mother, but it is too instinctive, so her mother was captured by Mocas' body. The Blackstone partially deceived her into thinking she was its child, allowing Morcas to call its stone walls into whatever she wanted - after being - by Abaddon - by Father - she could only do so now secretly in her mind. Thinking about it - in the days before she was found, Mocas, who had not yet had a name, mobilized the fortress to kill anyone who wanted to attack her or cause her pain in the fortress.
Cultists, secret priests, even the berserkers of Khorne who hunted her - Ulkanthos' men, Abaddon's hounds - even though she was only half their arms at the time, she killed them all. Two of them, and be able to kill the third one - the third one is Urkanthos, the Lord of the Black Fleet and the leader of the Abaddon Hounds, who is now respectfully paying his respects to the Warmaster and the people standing in this conference hall. She saluted the Warlord beside the Warmaster, Champion of Khorne.
Despite her panic, she was satisfied with the response and shelter her mother gave her at that time. Until that man, that man who was taller and more powerful than any human being she had ever seen, came with the gentlest and kindest voice and movements she had ever seen to stop her from continuing to kill, and after seeing clearly After seeing how small she was, he knelt down on one knee, took off his gauntlet, and held out his hand to her.
As a young child, she finally walked out of the shelter built by the mechanical umbilical cord and flesh and blood cables with trembling, and put her pitifully small hand into the wide palm.
The Fortress was indeed her mother, she was bred for the Fortress, the Fortress sheltered her and saved herself from the cultists.
But Blackstone Fortress is made of stone.
The stone fortress will not give her a name, the fortress will not speak to her gently, and the fortress will not let people teach her to speak Gothic. Even though they can be killed in the fortress, they cannot be loved by their respective gods. The warlord saluted her - these powerful creatures have always been arrogant, just like the male individuals among the beasts on the distant and ancient planets mentioned in the ancient scrolls she had read from unknown places. Physique and strength determine whether a person is worthy of their respect and bow.
Urkansos is once again using his so-called strength and results to intimidate the Warmaster.
Morkas looked at him with her special eyes. This follower of the Blood God was the one she disliked very much among all Abaddon's core warlords. Although each of them made her dislike them very much - but Urkanthos was a Madman, she was sure, no one could fasten the chain around his neck except the words of the Warmaster.
At this moment, although her beloved father, her Warmaster, had encouraged and rejected him tactfully enough, the leader of the hounds was still chattering about his victory and wanted to be the first to land in Cady. The honor of Yashang's killing spree.
snort! Do you think she doesn't know? The Warmaster ordered that she was not only good-looking as the cup holder beside him. In this fortress conference hall that she had completely activated with subspace energy, she could use her implanted black stone eyeballs to see those who walked in. Everyone thought, and that was another reason why Abaddon trusted her so much, she was really useful, wasn't she?
She stared at the thought that gradually appeared in the back of Urkansos's head, and the blood-red fireworks that would be splashed out by a person who was hit in the head by a bomb thought.
(End of chapter)