Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes

What is order? Or what does order mean to different people?

Order is the law, stability, the foundation of prosperity, and the cornerstone of the birth of all good things.

For one's own side, it is a gentle review and correction based on wisdom and reason; for the enemy's side, it is essentially a severe and irrefutable questioning and judgment.

The battle was a one-sided massacre from the start. After jumping up, Calvin's figure went straight towards the leading troll and slashed at the opponent with the big sword in his hand.

The claw staff that the opponent tried to parry collided with Calvin's heavy sword, and the black-green filthy divine power derived from Nurgle on the staff disintegrated after a brief collision with Calvin's power.

The great sword dyed platinum by Calvin's psychic energy had no resistance and cut the opponent in half with his staff and staff all the way down.

The opponent's huge body fell limply to the ground immediately after being cut open. The golden flames at the wound burned from the inside like fire pouring oil, and then sprang out from its facial features, turning it into a huge humanoid firework.

After landing a successful blow, Calvin swept his sword across, opening up space for his comrades to catch up behind him. The Terminators that followed also arrived, expanding the space opened up by Calvin again.

Under the first wave of attacks, all the rotting corpses and trolls in front of Calvin and others were successfully killed. Hundreds of wights and trolls fell to the swords of Calvin and his comrades.

The Terminators who had just landed were not greedy for success. After cleaning up the enemies around them with the powerful sweep of melee combat, they quickly adjusted their breathing and raised their left hands.

Six storm bolters aimed at targets suspected of being casters among the corpses and began intensive and precise burst fire, creating favorable conditions for the upcoming second round of charge.

At this time, the other six Terminators who reached the bottom of the slope in the second batch just finished their adjustments and began to launch a second charge towards the enemy from the gap between their comrades in front.

Calvin stopped participating after the first round of charge, but looked for large targets among the corpses to kill at fixed points.

The advancement of the front and communication with each other are carried out at high speed every moment in the psychic channel centered on him, and never stop.

The high degree of tacit understanding between each other and the sharing of vision make the killings of the Terminators full of a strange and delicate beauty like the meshing of gears. In other words, this is a beauty unique to order.

Although the enemies were too numerous to count, with Calvin's blessing, when facing these killing teams composed of champion swordsmen at close range, the numerical advantage belonged to the Gray Knights:

When you stand in front of these angels, you will face more than just the attack of the warrior in front of you.

Just like you can't understand why one of the opponent's slashes, after being dodged by you, can also chop off the head of a comrade next to you who is being restrained by another Gray Knight.

In the past, this kind of seamless cooperation might just be an accidental stroke between some partners who had been training and fighting together all year round.

But after Calvin arrived, such scenes occurred more and more frequently in the battles of his honor guard.

The Gray Knights also went from being surprised to discover it at first, to accepting it calmly, to finally getting used to it and not taking it seriously.

Correspondingly, in Calvin's spiritual teachings, descriptive words related to specific material concepts appear less and less frequently.

This is because after the champion swordsmen effectively share their vision and thinking, the obstacles that need to be overcome to communicate with each other are actually greatly reduced.

After all, the existence of language itself is a universal communication tool created for different individuals who never fully understand each other.

When this tool was first born, it gave up too much personal color and understanding for the sake of versatility.

After the natural and thorough communication system represented by Calvin was established, the "understanding-transformation-understanding" workflow of language, an acquired communication tool, became increasingly redundant among champion swordsmen.

They discovered that when they were both within the range of the psychic channel, they could completely omit the "transformation" in the middle.

How wonderful it would be to understand each other's will directly without any misunderstanding.

Such anomalies are only beginning to appear now, because there are too few people using this kind of communication to fight and they are not noticed.

In the future, as Calvin grows and the new bloods who inherit his gene seeds gradually become the main part of the Gray Knights, this specificity will eventually be discovered by other forces in the empire during the long battle. It was eventually marked as a characteristic unique to the Gray Knights.

But they cannot and cannot know the reason for this existence. Because every Gray Knight who can successfully join the psychic channel has proven his high recognition of order from the soul level.

Such Gray Knights are even stronger than their original predecessors in terms of strength of will alone. In the past 8,000 years, the will of the older generation of Gray Knights has been unmatched by anyone, not to mention these "new" Gray Knights who have been assimilated by Calvin's gene seeds since birth and are naturally closer to high-energy creatures than their predecessors. Woolen cloth?

Apart from Calvin himself, how can these Gray Knights be made to reveal the "little secrets" of their own legion?

Even if it is the Emperor... Well, let's not discuss this issue for the time being...

In short, as this system, which is currently limited to combat use, is slowly promoted and used in other directions, living in silence, training in silence, and fighting in silence, the Gray Knights will eventually become the most popular among most people. The inherent impression in the mind.

Except for the occasional battle cry and communication during joint operations with friendly forces, it is difficult to detect communication between these silver angels even in daily life, but they have a tacit understanding as if they were one person.

No matter which company, no matter which order. Even in the future, the Gray Knights' personnel will no longer be tense, and their establishment will no longer flow.

The Gray Knights across the stars may not have seen each other for centuries since the transformation surgery.

But as long as they meet on the battlefield, they don't need to talk, they just need to look at each other from a distance, and they can quickly find the tacit understanding they deserve, just like they have been fighting together for countless years.

This method of fighting, completely different from other Astartes and even from the Custodian Guards, distinguishes them from all previous works of the Emperor.

"The Silent Angels" became the unique name of the Astartes for this group of maverick "brothers". (No Astartes know the genetic origin of the Gray Knights. At best, they only know of the existence of the Gray Knights.)

The above descriptions all belong to the future, and right now, the seeds of these things are still in their infancy.

As they adapted to the first battle, the champion swordsmen became more and more skilled in their cooperation. With Gavins and Gold as the next-level guarantee at the command level, Calvin confidently withdrew from the management order sequence.

He no longer joins a specific formation. Apart from occasional charges, one-on-one annihilation of the opponent's powerful units to ensure the smoothness of the battle line has become the only thing Calvin can do now.

This continuous rolling charge continued. After the front line advanced, the interceptor team slowly gathered from both sides and retreated to keep up with Calvin's team to ensure the safety of the team's rear.

The number of rotting corpses is still increasing, and enemies with no end in sight are still coming from afar.

But the entire team's progress was firm and unstoppable, and the originally blurry outline of the entrance to the hive several kilometers away became increasingly clear.

Double update! Put your arms akimbo and be proud! Ha ha ha ha!