Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Countless thoughts flowed through the logic module of Sage Sigma in an instant.

She evaluates and calculates the possible consequences and value of every thought and idea.

Without exception, the choice to invest in the Primarch is the choice to maximize the benefits.

Among other things, the STC template promised by Karen is a tangible benefit.

Mars is not so generous.

The Mechanicus, the ruler of Mars, and General Lasky Forge wished to take away all the STC technology in her hands and use it to enrich his treasury.

Even if he can win this time, the reward is probably not as much as Karen gave.

In addition, the force in the hands of the original body can be described as extremely strong.

If there is a real fight, Sigma has no confidence in his side at all.

In the face of the enemy, how long you can last is a very serious problem.

According to the calculations of the great sages of Sigmar, this army is likely to be used as political chips on the negotiating table by the high lords of Terra in exchange for Guilliman's compromise.

Such things are not uncommon.

In order to gain enough right to speak, making various anti-intellectual operations is the daily operation of Terra elites.

Don't use normal people's thinking to guess the behavior of Terra's dignitaries, that would be inaccurate.

The Great Sage of Sigmar doesn't intend to continue playing with them.

"Swearing allegiance to a primarch is not a violation of the will of the Almighty."

A council of mortals, or a son of the Emperor, who better represented the Emperor, was an obvious question.

The Great Sage of Sigmar just doesn't like Guilliman and Kaul's unscrupulous trampling on the various prohibitions of the Martian Cult.

But if the other party is willing to let himself become one of them and share that knowledge, then it can still be tolerated.

People's aversion to privilege is often because they are not a member of privilege.

The sages of Sigmar loathe those who trample on the Martian bottom line, simply because they are not one of them, nor are they qualified to share that knowledge.

And now, Keren had promised her.

As long as she leads the Mechanicus troops of the Beta-Galmon galaxy to the Primarch, she will have the opportunity to join the Primarch's core research team.

Infinite knowledge, infinite mysteries, will open up to her.

Any Adeptus Mechanicus who follows the path of truth will be thrilled.

The battle of the Beta-Garmon galaxy will be the "vote of honor" in which she swears allegiance to the Primarch.

Sent the message and waited a few days later.

Sigma received Karen's reply message from a secret channel again.

To show her sincerity, Karen agreed to give her another complete STC template, which belongs to the aspect of biological modification.

In order to express his sincerity, Keren also sent her some technical data.

"Being able to cooperate with the Primarch is the embodiment of the glory of the God of Myriad Opportunities, and I will be devoted to it."

Sigma returned a message to Keren, promising that he would lead all Mechanicus troops into the Primarch's camp.

At the same time, Celestine, the saint of the state religion, was also completing the task assigned by Guilliman.

As the emperor's chosen god, a saint of the state religion, she naturally represents the orthodoxy of the emperor's beliefs.

If she is hostile to the state religion of Thailand, the consequences will be unimaginable.

An unprecedented crisis will break out.

In the early stages of the germination of faith.

The empire has multiple churches.

The predecessor of the state religion, the Holy Emperor's Salvation Sect, relied on the armed church team to clean up dissident churches, successfully established its own foundation, and became the only designated religion in the empire.

It became the largest religious force rooted in the empire and became the state religion.

However, the upper positions of the state religion in Taila are all about the emperor.

Celistine is a saint with the power of the Emperor, enveloped in the glory of the Emperor.

From a certain point of view, her words represent the Emperor's words.

The saint's denial of the state religion will inevitably lead to the believer's denial of the state religion.

For a state religion that relies on faith to survive, this is an unimaginably terrible disaster.

Numerous technical priests used the latest holographic projection technology and the human lighthouse device installed on her holy ship to create a huge image of the Emperor that could project a divine aura.

Celestine will use the emperor's projection of the holy ship to shout to the state religion and human forces in the Beta-Garmon galaxy, asking them to lay down their weapons and surrender.

This is definitely a deadly strategy.

It is also a strategy to crush the lie of the High Lord.

If this is the case, the guys who still want to resist, then they can only let the fire of destruction fall on them.

The emperor did not surrender after he manifested his sanctity, and he still said that he was loyal to the emperor?

Celestine's holy ship, the Emperor's Glory.

This is an unimaginable ark of state religion belief.

The length reaches hundreds of kilometers, and there are temples and various hero sculptures everywhere.

It has a volume comparable to that of a giant city.

In the dark and cold hall, the suffering monk whipped himself day and night. There was not a piece of intact flesh and blood on his body, and the blood was stained and his skin was torn.

They use suffering to prove their devotion to the Emperor.

And in the place of the emperor's shrine, countless believers held the ever-burning lamps in their hands, and chanted poems praising the emperor in unison, in order to praise the emperor and guide those lost souls back to the embrace of the emperor.

Inscribed in every corner of the hull are the words of the Emperor.

The gouged-out brains of dead devout disciples, programmed by the Mechanicum, were placed in preaching machines, and crawled down every corridor, roaring and proclaiming the teachings of the Emperor.

The cathars armed with weapons looked at the believers warily.

Any blasphemy will attract their roar and anger.

If it was too serious, they would even execute the other party directly, or imprison him in the prison cage hanging in the hall.

This is a moving city of faith.

Many believers followed Celestine during the Indomitable Crusade, moving around, spreading the more rational and restrained teachings of the new state religion.

To this end, the first Human Lighthouse was installed aboard the Emperor's Glory.

With the help of the powerful power of faith, deter and intimidate those demons, allowing them to escape from the territory of the human emperor.

It is also to show that the saint and the new state religion are chosen by the emperor.

A massive human lighthouse is embedded in the hull of the Emperor's Glory, filled with temples and statues.

Thick energy cables, like snakes and pythons, meander and crawl on the deck, connecting to repeaters the size of a room.

The mechanical parts that stretched like hills rumbled, making the whole room roar.

Many priests stood in their respective positions, singing the praises of the God of Myriad Chances together.

The Battle Sisters formed a neat square formation.

And at the front of the phalanx was Celistine who was sitting on the throne with a pair of white wings.

"Debugging." A mechanical priest began to operate on the control panel in front of him with his slender fingers.

The other mechanical priests also entered their posts, and the computer slaves connected the data cables to their interfaces.

"The self-inspection procedure has been started, and the God of Myriad Opportunities has protected it, and there have been no mistakes."

A priest's built-in sounder reads the binary results.

Other mechanical priests also began to speak one after another.

"The energy level is increasing, and the repeater is converting energy into the lighthouse."

"The lighthouse starts normally, subspace fluctuations have been monitored, and the relevant results have been entered into the public database during the data analysis."

"The power of the emperor has been drawn in, and the frequency of the subspace ether is changing. Please increase the amount of calculation."

"Approval requested, workload is being allocated."

Outside the huge Ark of the Church is a cold, dark void, and many ships of the Church of the Church are slowly flying around the ark where the saint is, like bees around a hive.

Accompanied by a burst of flickering, a huge light and shadow appeared vaguely above the ark.

The whole body is shrouded in golden light, exuding an incomparably sacred aura.

The voices of countless nuns chanting together also emerged along with the image of the Emperor.

Every believer who saw through the porthole of the ship knelt down in reverence and fear.

That is the image of the Emperor.

Countless believers wept bitterly. The reason why they followed Celestine's state religion ark was precisely because this ark could always release the emperor's miracles.

No demon would dare to challenge the Ark of the State Religion, the sacred and inviolable Emperor.

A demon who tries to do so has only one end, and that is to be reduced to ashes under the wrath of the Emperor.

When the State Religion Ark was walking in the subspace, even the destruction storm would be much quieter, which shows that the Emperor's influence in the subspace is increasing day by day.

"traitor."

The image of the Emperor uttered a silent rage, but its voice echoed in the minds of every believer.

This miracle made the believers tremble.

"Traitor of Terra." The Emperor's figure roared again.

Countless believers were frightened by this majestic voice and knelt on the ground, terrified, for fear of being considered guilty.

Unfortunately, the image of the Emperor did not last long.

After a few hours, it's gone.

Inside the ark, many mechanical priests showed a trace of relaxation.

After many days of debugging, they finally mastered how to use the frequency of the subspace and the power of faith, and use this to promote the might and will of the emperor, and also mastered the method of summoning and making the image of the emperor persist at will.

This is undoubtedly a huge progress.

Announcing humanity's mastery over some of the mystical nature of the warp.

Rare and precious, it laid a little foundation for human beings to counterattack subspace in the future.

Various departments are making emergency preparations, secretly communicating with the radical senior generals of the Beta-Garmon galaxy, and making various plans with them.

A large number of Primaris Space Marines and naval fleets, the Astra Militarum was mobilized by Guilliman's orders.

Primaris Space Marine Bombers are far faster than Space Marines thanks to a new transformation surgery.

The only downside is that those mortals who have been transformed often need a period of running-in before they can use the strengthened body as they like.

Otherwise, it is easy to accidentally injure teammates.

After waiting for a while, when the three Colossi of Retribution were in place, Guilliman ordered to march towards the Beta-Garmon system.

Planet Beta-Garmon V.

The top of the huge building in the surface hive.

In the banquet hall covered with red carpets, the children of many powerful families gathered together.

To survive in Terra, the most important thing is to be good at dancing and win over allies. Only in this way can we support each other.

Even in the face of war, the children of the rich and powerful still gathered together.

They firmly believe in the eyes of their fathers, and this time they are only gilded.

As the savior of the Empire and the hero of mankind, Guilliman will not let a civil war break out.

To tear apart the empire, or to mend it, I believe that with the wisdom of the Primarch, it is possible to think clearly.

Give each other a face, which is good for everyone.

Game of Thrones has been played this way for years.

The Primarch is here, so we have to play like this.

The dignitaries embraced the Primarch, pledged their allegiance, and gained power, becoming the Emperor's shepherds, helping him rule over his ignorant populace.

Now the Mechanicus, the Imperial Fists and other interstellar battle groups, as well as the Titan Legion, etc., have gathered a large number of troops, and no enemy can destroy them.

Soon, Guilliman would recognize this reality, that the nobles of Terra were loyal to the Emperor and an unshakable force.

The primarch would eventually compromise.

Both parties agree on a decent process to save face for each other.

A crisis has been eliminated, and Guilliman will sit at the council table of Terra with many dignitaries to decide the future destiny of mankind.

"I hope that the traitor Primarch will come as soon as possible. At that time, Caleb, the best heir of the Bryce family, will give this bastard a head-on blow, let him know that the glory of the emperor cannot be offended, and as the loyal defenders of the empire, what should we do?" How strong."

Among the many noble children, Caleb talked eloquently and had the demeanor of pointing out the country.

"Does holding the Krieger Corps make you so inflated?" another general said with a smile.

"The Krieger Legion is one of the strongest mortal legions in the empire. They even dared to fight head-to-head with the Chaos Warriors. According to military intelligence, the Krieger Legion once wiped out a warband, and those fallen traitors were killed. Doesn't Krieger kill with mortals a testament to their strength?"

Caleb is full of confidence, "The Krieger Corps will achieve unimaginable results, and they are absolutely obedient and fearless. My father spent a lot of effort before letting me take charge of this army, as long as there are no mistakes. , My combat exploits are definitely the first among all.”

For this sentence, the other generals had nothing to refute and could only shrug their shoulders in agreement.

"We will be victorious, the Emperor will protect us, and any traitor will be defeated," said Kaleb, lifting his glass.

"Yes, loyalty wins."

"Loyalty wins."

Others also raised their glasses and said loudly.

On the other side, Haster and many other generals who were touched by Tirien and felt the madness and corruption of the High Lord Council of Terra were also discussing various matters.

Haster showed everyone the information from the expedition fleet.

Guilliman has promised to pardon their crimes and allow them to remain in their positions and continue fighting for the great cause of mankind in the days to come.

But the reform will not stop, which means that some of them who are from the family will witness the decline of the family.

After all, not every family is so good that they can stand out from the competition.

Many families rely on the accumulation of their ancestors to live in high positions.

But once there is no accumulation of the family, then they will only disappear from the crowd.

Those who can gather here can also see clearly, they understand that there will be no eggs under the nest.

Adhering to the interests of the family and ignoring the life and death of the human empire will only speed up the extinction of human beings in the end.

"This is a very difficult decision. For some of us, it is cruel. But we have a more noble purpose, which is to strive for the ultimate liberation and redemption of mankind." Hastur looked around the crowd, "We will Dedicated to a great cause, and humanity will remember our sacrifice."

"Then what should we do now?" A general said, "Our personnel here only account for 10% of the number of generals in the empire. Even if we all surrender, there will be a large number of people who will surrender attacking."

"Casualties like that are inevitable, we can't be perfect."

Said a general in the uniform of the Praetorian Guard, the army tasked with defending Terra.

"No, we should find a way to reduce casualties as much as possible."

The general of the Dragon Guard from Saturn shook his head and denied the words of the general of the Praetorian Guard, "Every soldier who died in this civil war is a waste of the emperor's property. They should fight for human beings, not become powerful Capital. They are ignorant, and it is our duty to save them from death, so as to make a greater contribution to the Emperor."

"But we can't do it. The generals who control those troops are unwilling to give up the interests of the family. Those guys want to use war to compromise a Primarch. Have they forgotten that the Primarch is the God of War created by the Emperor? They Will never fear any war, will smash all obstacles that stand in the way of the ultimate goal."

Another very old man said in a sigh.

Fighting against a god of war, and trying to use war to make the other party compromise.

Only the stupidest people would make such a decision.

"The people in Terra have been intriguing for a lifetime. They stay away from the battlefield, thinking that war is just a sentence or two on their lips, capital on the negotiating table, and they will pay the price for it one day." "They have no respect for war," said the Catachan general.

Haster listened to everyone's words in silence, and did not speak until they had finished talking.

"Perhaps, there is a way to resolve this crisis with minimal cost."

"What way?" asked the General of the Praetorian Guard.

"This is a secret. You just need to cooperate. I will implement this plan before the Regent of the Empire is about to arrive in the Beta-Garmon galaxy. If this plan is successful, we will be able to paralyze the command system of the entire planet and let the Primarch use the smallest The price is to accept those troops, so that the lives of those low-level soldiers will not be consumed in this battle."

Haster looked at the crowd and said slowly.

He didn't plan to reveal too much about his plans.

The more secret it is, the more amazing the effect will be.

"I thought we were on the same front, can't you even trust us?" A general who had been sitting was a little displeased.

"This is for the smooth implementation of the plan. As long as a little bit of news leaks out, the plan will be completely scrapped. We are all serving the Regent of the Empire. I have no selfish intentions. It is purely for the smooth implementation of the plan." Haster explained.

"Don't worry about this matter. If he really uses the plan to paralyze the command system, it will be a great achievement. The most important thing now is to arrange our actions, how to control them to the greatest extent, and reduce the casualties this time. Armaments Depots, airports, and artillery positions, anti-aircraft artillery, food reserves and other important positions must be controlled, only in this way can these surface forces lose their ability to resist."

Everyone talked about the upcoming battle and preparations.

They want to occupy those important strategic locations when they defect.

In this way, the Regent of the Empire can easily take over Planet Beta-Garmon V.

It can also minimize casualties.

After discussing for a long time, everyone finalized a series of action plans before leaving.

Haster left the meeting place and gathered his personal guard.

He wants to hold a banquet and invite those people to participate in his banquet to the greatest extent.

A troop will be stationed near the banquet.

At that time, Hastur will put all the generals under house arrest.

The voyage of the warp is not too long.

After the troops were assembled, Guilliman ordered to march towards the Beta-Garmon galaxy.

The expedition fleet did not directly enter the Beta-Garmon galaxy, but when it was two days away from this galaxy, it jumped into the real universe and approached the Beta-Garmon galaxy at sub-light speed.

The great sage of Sigmar, who had already voted for the regent of the empire, cleared all the abnormal information detected by the mechanical ark and many warships, and explained it as mechanical disorder, and there was a problem with the code program.

Many void troops believed in this, and knew nothing about the arrival of the expedition fleet.

They are still watching the warp, waiting for the arrival of what they call the Great Rebellion.

They didn't realize it until the magnificent expedition ships emerged from the dark void and surrounded Betagarmon from all directions.

The forces led by the Imperial Regent did not leap directly into the Beta-Garmon system through the warp.

Screaming sirens rang through every ship in the Beta-Garmon system.

Many warships hurriedly adjusted their artillery arrays and adjusted their direction, but it was too late.

One after another, large-scale giant ships emerged from the void, quickly approaching, and formed a closing trend.

Among them, the three giant structures comparable to satellites are the most terrifying.

It is so huge that it looks like the stars are moving.

"Quick, get ready to engage the enemy."

"Be prepared, they're overwhelming."

"Get ready for everything."

Many captains loyal to the high lords of Terra shouted.

They ordered their men to turn the ship and prepare to meet the enemy.

Soon, they ushered in the first blow.

This blow was not made by the expeditionary fleet, but an internal crisis.

The great sage of Sigmar, who had already reached a consensus with Karen, offline those mechanical priests who were loyal to Mars foundry general Laski and another mechanical sage, took full control of the mechanical ark, and issued orders as the great sage.

"All the troops of the Mechanicus are not allowed to attack the troops of the Regent of the Empire." The voice of Sage Sigmar resounded through the internal channel.

This sentence was so clear that everyone thought it was a dream.

Now was the moment of death, and the Mechanicus turned against him.

"Great Sage, what do you mean? This is blatant betrayal."

A general asked angrily.

"Betrayal? Betrayed the emperor? Or betrayed you pigs? Dare to do something to an emperor's own child, this is the greatest betrayal, he is the regent of the empire, the creator of the High Lords Council, how dare you say he betrayed " Sigma replied unceremoniously, "Once you make a move, it will be the greatest betrayal to the Emperor and the Empire."

With Sigmar's rebuttal, Celestine's holy ship glows.

Countless rays of light made up the icon of the Emperor, floating in the void, lifelike, and golden sacred flames burning all over his body.

"guilty."

The Emperor's Icon roared silently.

Its voice cannot be transmitted in the void of the real universe, but it can use the ether of the subspace to echo in the minds of many human beings.

How majestic and sacred this is.

The Emperor sat on his throne and had not made a sound for more than ten thousand years.

But now, He is manifesting himself here.

What does this mean.

Many captains fell into a state of confusion and panic. Could it be that they were really wrong.

At this time, a clear and powerful voice sounded in the ship through the communication devices of many ships.

"I am the Son of the Emperor, the Holy Thirteen Primarchs, the Great Regent of the Empire, Guilliman, and I apologize to everyone who can hear me. I am ten thousand years late, until the irreversible slide of humanity towards The abyss, it’s just long overdue, this time, I will fulfill my father’s vision and completely save mankind from endless suffering.”

"Now, I ask you to surrender immediately and pledge allegiance to me. I don't want a war within the empire. This war is a betrayal of the emperor and a betrayal of the human empire. I ask you to stop immediately and not allow it to continue to expand. gone."

Guilliman's voice resounded through all the warships, and many captains became panicked, even the crew members under him.

The Great Sage of Sigmar turned his back on the battlefield, and many Mechanicus troops were not allowed to make a move.

The emperor's icon emerged, sacred and majestic, like a god, full of oppression.

The war has almost been lost before it even started.

"Fire, fire all of them. We're going to attack."

shouted the admiral of the noble family of Terra.

He is an important figure in the Imperial Navy, and the family behind him is very powerful, and he has controlled many resources in the Imperial Navy for a long time.

This admiral came to the Beta-Garmon galaxy because of the family's instruction.

Usually no one dares to offend him.

Because this guy is powerful enough to ignore all imperial laws.

But now, no one pays any attention to this powerful man who controls a fleet.

The weapons director didn't dare to issue an attack order at all.

To launch an attack on the troops of the Emperor's Icon is a felony enough to exterminate the whole family.

The big man wanted to die, and he didn't want to.

"I will kill anyone who dares to disobey my orders."

The big man sitting at the top pulled out a pulse beam gun and tried to threaten them.

But in the next second, there was a piercing sound.

The big guy with the gun, fell down.

A fist-sized cavity appeared in the chest. The charred flesh exuded wisps of heat.

The captain looked at his chest and fell down with an incredulous expression.

Behind him, a soldier was holding a lasgun tremblingly.

"I am loyal to the Emperor, are you going to be traitors?" the soldier looked at the others and asked.

"Loyal to the Emperor."

"Loyal to the Emperor."

It was as if a certain switch was turned on, and everyone responded one after another.

"All warships belonging to the Imperial Navy obey orders and are not allowed to fire, and are not allowed to fire on the Imperial Regent."

The communications director opened the comm channel and issued the order.

Immediately afterwards, many wargroups headed by the Imperial Fist also issued orders not to fire.

Their words seemed to overturn the first domino, and soon, more warships issued the same order.

No one dared to attack Celestine's holy ship.

The emperor's holy light centered on the ship and spread in all directions, very strong, just like a sun.

To open fire on it would be utter betrayal.

To do so would be to open fire on the Emperor.

Ship after ship shut down their fire systems and surrendered to the expeditionary fleet led by the Imperial Regent.

Some captains from powerful families wanted to resist, but were subdued or even killed by the swarming crew.

The battle ended quickly, and many ships gave up the use of firepower, waiting for the reception of the expeditionary fleet.

For this reason, many people are secretly relieved that no one, except the crazy Terran dignitaries, really wants to fight a civil war that is enough to push humanity into the abyss.

Those weapons platforms and defense space stations also surrendered one after another.

Fighting broke out in some places.

Loyalists who attempted to surrender clashed with some of Terra's most powerful forces.

In the end, the loyalists won, took control of these defensive platforms, and surrendered to the expeditionary fleet.

In just a few hours, the void forces in the Beta-Garmon system were completely controlled by Guilliman.

Only the huge legion on the ground remained.

The expedition fleet appeared on the outskirts of Beta-Garmon's galaxy, and the sirens had already sounded throughout the planet Beta-Garmon V.

But after the expedition fleet took over the void power of the galaxy, the troops on this planet were still in disarray without any organization.

The reason is that there is no command and coordination of senior generals.

The units had no idea of ​​their combat missions.

Just stay where you are.

All the senior generals and their female companions are trapped in a luxurious mansion.

The fully armed Cadia soldiers held laser guns and aimed at every guest participating in the banquet. Anyone who dared to leave would be shot.

On the luxurious red carpet, several high-ranking generals lay there, faintly smelling of burning.

They are dead.

When the alarm sounded, the guys tried to leave, and Haster directly ordered the kill.

This move completely shocked everyone who participated in the banquet and let them know that this was not a joke.

The Cadians have literally imprisoned them here.

"Are you really going to betray Terra? Are you betraying the Emperor?" A slightly aged general with graying temples looked at Haster and asked angrily.

"I am loyal to the emperor, so I do such a thing." Haster said with firm eyes, he looked around everyone, "Tera has decayed, the high lord council has rebelled, and they dare to gather troops to attack the empire Regent, this is an unforgivable crime."

"He's trying to take power from his father," shouted one general.

"This is slander, he is saving the empire, and the high lords of Terra are worried that they will lose their power, so they slander the regent of the empire, he is already the highest authority in the empire, why does he want to take away his father's position? He His father is no longer a threat to his rule in the mortal world." Haster retorted.

"You will pay for this. The families will not spare you." A man's tone was full of menace, he shouted at Hastur.

"The Cadians fear nothing, and we are loyal to the Emperor," said Hastur. "I await your vengeance."

If you can survive this turmoil.

Haster silently added a sentence in his heart.

At this time, a guard of Cadia came in and said a few words in Hastur's ear.

"Damn." Hastur muttered, and walked out.

Seeing Haast leave, many generals under house arrest became restless, and they tried to use their identities to intimidate those soldiers.

The Cadia soldiers turned a deaf ear to this, and just silently pointed the guns pointing at the ground at them.

Seeing the laser muzzles shining with electric arcs, many senior generals fell silent again.

These Cadians really do kill.

Walking outside, Haster looked at the guard, "Who is the leader of the Krieger Corps?"

"It was Ser Caleb of House Bryce, who demanded that we release those generals immediately, or he would let the Kriegs come in and kill us," said the guard.

"Get the minions ready for battle, the Kriegs are strong, but we're not vegetarian," Haster said.

At this moment, another bodyguard ran over with an excited expression on his face.

"My lord, the Imperial Regent has taken control of Tianyu, and all fleets have surrendered to the Imperial Regent."

"Okay." Haster also smiled, "Let the brothers resist, as long as we can persist until the arrival of the imperial regent, it will be victory."

"Understood." The guard who ran over just now ran away in a hurry to convey the order.

Huster took two steps, then thought of something, looked at his bodyguard, "Can you contact Krieger? Skip that damn Bryce family waste, and contact Krieger's colonel directly. "

Colonel Krieger is not a military rank of the Empire, but a code name, representing the supreme commander of the Krieger Corps.

No matter how many troops he leads, Krieger's top commander calls himself a colonel.

It was a remembrance, and a kind of atonement that Krieger conceded.

Because the rank of man who defeated the rebels, liberated Krieger, and brought Krieger back to the embrace of the Empire was a colonel.

In honor of that man, the top commanders of the Krieger Corps would call themselves colonels.

"There is a backup communication line, my lord. This communication line is used to ensure that the existing communication is paralyzed by the enemy."

"Activate it, let me talk directly to Colonel Krieger, I want to ask, are they going to betray the Emperor?" Haster said.

"Understood, my lord."

The personal guard walked away quickly, and opened the communication for his master.

"Damn Cadians, Catachans, and those Dragon Guards, how dare they do such a thing? This is betrayal, and I will kill them." Caleb yelled in the military tent.

He messed up the table with the military map on it.

The glowing portable military argon lamp was also pushed aside by him.

Caleb also wanted to attend the banquet, but he didn't feel well, so he didn't go.

This also allowed him to escape and not be placed under house arrest.

But now the sirens sounded, many senior generals were placed under house arrest, and the chain of command collapsed.

The currently active surface forces are all led by radical generals who secretly have connections with the expeditionary fleet.

They sent people to seize various defensive positions, preparing to surrender to Guilliman.

Caleb must rescue those generals as soon as possible to have a chance to restore the decline.

Footsteps were heard, and a Krieger officer entered.

He ignores everything else and just looks at Caleb.

"Relevant troops have been deployed, whether to launch an attack."

"Attack now and let the Cadians know how strong we are," Kaleb said.

"Understood." Officer Krieger walked out after saluting.

"Wait to die, Cadians, let's see how you can resist the Krieger's offensive!!" Kaleb showed a hint of ferocity, and he couldn't help but want to see the Kriegs destroy the card forcefully. The moment the Dia people lined up.

The order to attack reached Colonel Jotun of Krieger, who raised a hand.

This was the signal for an all-out Krieg offensive.

Many Krieger officers felt their blood run hot, and they were about to give their all to the Holy Emperor.

Many troops are at the ready, and the sons of Krieger have nothing to fear.

But when Colonel Jotun raised it, a Cadian voice came from his communication device.

"Are you going to betray the Emperor again? Kriegs."

Hear this sentence.

Colonel Jotun's hand was held up like that, without falling.

Many Krieger officers looked at their commander with a hint of confusion on their faces.

"What do you mean?" Jotun asked in a deep voice, "Cadia is the one who betrayed the Emperor. We will destroy you and maintain the glory of the Emperor."

"Who do you think you will fight on this planet? A great son of the Emperor. A Primarch who was loyal to the Emperor and thwarted the Horus Heresy. He was the founder of the High Lords Council, he was the Emperor The Regent himself appointed, the sole voice of the Emperor in this universe. Tell me, Kriegs, will you declare war on him?"

"You are deceiving me," said Colonel Jotun. "The Primarch betrayed his father."

"Then look at this, Colonel, and see who is lying. When you see this, do you still believe in the stupid orders of your superiors?"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the projector on the desktop notifies that a video message has been received.

Click play in front of a Krieger officer.

The sacred icon of the Emperor emerged from the dark and cold void, and the holy light was as strong as the sun.

Icons emerge with the troops of the Empire.

Numerous Imperial ships surrendered to the expeditionary fleet.

Everyone in Krieger, who had never been afraid of life and death, suddenly showed panic and panic.

"We are really turning our backs on the Emperor. This is a crime. The Regent of the Empire summoned the Icon of the Emperor. He was recognized by the Emperor."

A Krieger officer looked at Colonel Jotun.

Jotun put his hand down, looking at the playing image and the image of the emperor exuding a sacred aura.

Even if it's just a video, it still makes people feel the sacred atmosphere contained in it.

"Are you going to disobey the Emperor? Kriegs. Cadia may not be able to stop your advances, but we fear nothing, and we fight for the Emperor. When you fired the first shot, the Emperor will never Forgive you again, because you have betrayed him by taking up arms and killing those who were loyal to him."

The voice of the Cadians sounded.

Colonel Jotun turned his head and looked at a Krieger officer next to him, "Contact Tianyu to see what's going on? All troops are not allowed to attack, and anyone who violates the order will be killed."

At this time, Caleb's voice came from outside, "What's going on? Why haven't you launched an attack yet? Are you going to betray the Emperor?"