You Wouldn't Want This to Happen, Would You, Lorgar?

On the Ninth Legion's Strike Cruiser.

The Gloriana-class Battleship named "Red Tear" was moored not far in front of the Strike Cruiser.

The massive hull is adorned with numerous gold and red lace and stripe decorations on both sides, and even features white stone wings at the bow as decoration, along with a huge arrowhead decorated with stripes of bright copper, bronze, and red steel.

At the bow of the ship is a huge transparent dome that looks like an eye that never blinks.

The ship's overall design is elegant and magnificent.

Even these complex and numerous decorations may, to some extent, affect naval combat performance.

This was a gift from the Emperor to the Legion Primarch, Sanguinius.

It is said that this Gloriana-class Battleship was once the Emperor's personal vessel. After Sanguinius returned, he tidied up the "Red Tear" and gave it to Sanguinius.

Trade in your old Gloriana-class Battleship for a new one.

However, this extremely ornate warship did not seem to be well-received by the ghouls.

Such an extremely ornate creation is clearly at odds with the Ninth Legion's consistent style of simplicity and efficiency.

Even within the Legion, many Space Marine wear their Power Armour in its original Plasteel color, without even bothering to apply any paint.

They only painted a touch of red on the shoulder armor as a legion insignia.

"It doesn't seem like a machine for conquest, but rather a toy designed to please women."

Standing in front of the observation window of the Strike Cruiser, Amit said rather irritably.

"Amit. Do not attempt to challenge the Emperor's authority."

Raldoron raised his voice slightly.

To dare to criticize the Emperor so directly is really going too far.

Amit shut his mouth after being scolded by Raldoron.

I heard him grunt a few times in dissatisfaction behind me, and then he headed towards the boarding gate.

"Prepare to board the landing gunboats; we will be transferring to the Ninth Legion's new flagship."

"Also, remember to remind all the Battle Brother in the new flagship to restrain their Black Rage during this period."

"We need to make a good impression on the Primarch."

Even if it leaves a good impression, there won't be many.

"Yes."

The Pride of the Emperor

"Feeding on faith?"

Lorgar raised her head slightly. "These Xenos draw sustenance from human faith to sustain themselves?"

"That's right."

"Damn Xenos!!!"

The usually gentle and mild-mannered Lorgar was instantly enraged. "These Xenos creatures dare to impersonate the Emperor to deceive humans into believing in them and then feed on them!"

This is no longer your average Xenos!

We must strike hard!

In fact, the Xenos did not impersonate the Emperor.

But Lorgar seems to have gotten caught up in his own narrative logic.

If they weren't impersonating Emperor, how could these hypocritical gods and Buddhas gain the worship of humankind?

Lorgar's words almost instantly ignited the fuse.

The roars and fighting spirit of the most loyal Word Bearers are now being transmitted continuously to the Pride of the Emperor through the communication devices.

"I agree to the operation on Sagan, and I request that we Word Bearers be the main force in the landing battle."

"We must destroy the blasphemous faith with our own hands, and we will correct our misguided people ourselves!"

"We are the Word Bearers, the Emperor's most loyal warriors!"

"With the Emperor's power, we are invincible!"

Although Lorgar is not good at debating, he is arguably the most inspiring person when it comes to public speaking.

"In that case, we, the Sons of the Emperor, will act as guerrillas in the war against the Nephilim, assisting the Word Bearers in capturing the position."

Fulgrim and Sanguinius had no objection to the battle arrangements.

After all, these planets will eventually become the recruitment planets for the Word Bearers, so it is the most appropriate choice for them to lead the charge.

"According to the Astropathic Communication, it will be some time before the Ninth Legion arrives."

"If the war goes against us and the losses of the Word Bearers exceed our expectations, we can wait for the arrival of our Ninth Legion before we discuss the matter further."

Seeing that Lorgar had taken the initiative to take the lead in attacking Huai Word Bearers, Sanguinius also tried to persuade him from the side.

She wasn't very worried about the Word Bearers.

However, she always expressed doubts about Lorgar's command abilities and whether he could truly fulfill the important task of commanding a space legion in battle.

However, given that Kasgar has almost complete information about the Xenos, it's unlikely that they would make any more mistakes.

"Okay. Then proceed as planned."

The Gloriana-class Battleship, the "Law of Faith," is a symbol Word Bearers glory and faith.

The current 17th Army's battleships still retain their dark brown paint scheme, rather than the all-gold version that will appear in the future, which is the same as Old Man Huang's aesthetic.

Due to the shift in Lorgar's thinking, it did not quickly become a huge mobile church as required by the Primarch, but was preserved according to the design principles.

Although it did not become a large religious site, the loyalty to the Emperor therein never diminished.

The ever-burning flames have ignited the ship of Imperial Truth; now all that is needed is firewood.

"Next, Angell Tey."

In the center of the flagship, a new batch of Space Marine candidates were lined up, ready to undergo their surgical modifications.

They were the first and last group of Colchis to undergo Space Marine transformation.

These were the most loyal Space Marine on Colchis, personally selected by Lorgar before Colchis was ordered to be destroyed.

Of course, the term "most loyal" is only what Lorgar said.

He also said that Erebus and Kor Phaeron were very loyal.

Therefore, after the traitor Erebus was identified, the list of eligible young people for rehabilitation submitted by Lorgar underwent multiple reviews once again.

Until now, only a handful of young people remain, joining the Word Bearers as the last of the Colchis descendants.

"Arrive."

Angell Tei stepped forward and lay down on the cold, modified steel bed.

Welcoming the Tech-Priest and Apothecary, and the sinister mechanical limbs protruding forward from above for inspection.

The room was completely empty except for the torch, the Sacred Fire Torch symbolizing the Word Bearers, which burned brightly in the distance.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Tech-Priest take a jar from the Apothecary. Inside the jar, some kind of dark substance was soaking in a green nutrient liquid.

"Subject to modification, Angell Tai. Physical indicators: normal."

"The stability of the Gene-seed is normal; the adaptability of the Gene-seed to the modified object is good."

As the Tech-Priest sang with melodious, Sound Array, Angell Tei felt his mind drifting into a deep sleep, and his eyes involuntarily wanted to close.

The anesthesia is working.

If he's lucky, after this modification surgery, he will become a recruit of the Word Bearers, undergo training, and take on reconnaissance missions until all the modification surgeries are completed.

Only the light from the torch before him still shone a bright yellow in his blurred vision.

Hopefully the surgery will be successful, so he can become a glorious Space Marine and serve the Emperor.

The devoutly religious Angell closed his eyes and prayed in his heart.

[The Law of Faith].

The Primarch's Private Study.

"In space warfare, our battles will be very different from what you encountered on Colchis."

"We once tore through the enemy's defensive shield with the power of one person's faith, but the Xenos we are about to face have weapons that are far sharper than these. You must not act rashly."

"Even being Primarch is not an option?"

"Even the Primarch won't work."

Kasgar feared that his opponent, in order to prove his devout faith, would actually charge into the enemy lines alone to demonstrate "the power of the Emperor!"

Although Lorgar is the Primarch, the Primarch's personal strength has never been strong enough to withstand a weapon of the level of Exterminatus.

"Above Colchis, you may encounter weapons that cannot harm you, but in future space battles, weapons of mass destruction could very well take your life instantly."

"Therefore! Never charge into the enemy lines alone. You must learn to coordinate tactical actions with the Astartes warriors around you, the heavy weapons behind you, the flagship in the sky, and the fighter jets!"

Kasgar was still explaining the basics of space combat to the other party.

Compared to other Primarch, Lorgar has experienced quite a few battles.

In Colchis, he commanded his army in a fierce religious war against the Covenant Faith, which worshipped the Four Gods, and ultimately defeated and absorbed them completely.

(It's a pity that they also included Erebus's defense, otherwise the hometown of the Word Bearers wouldn't have been subjected to Exterminatus.)

He certainly has a track record, but the key issue is that Lorgar's combat strategy has become ingrained—

Letter!

With enough devotion, no obstacle can stop you from moving forward.

Like a fanatical believer, he never needed extra Word Bearers guards on the battlefield (it wouldn't matter anyway, because the guards would be the first to run away when the fighting started), he would just launch an attack on the enemy's position by himself.

Just believe it!

What to do next is left to the Emperor to solve.

This kind of thinking might be useful when dealing with infighting on the home planet.

But when the Great Crusade arrives and someone's Titan blasts you to smithereens, faith can't save you.

Next, Kasgar patiently explained to him the challenges he would face and why upholding the Imperial Truth meant defeating the enemy through his own means.

Imperial Truth!

Lorgar, do you really believe in the power of Emperor?

These are all

A famous quote from a motorcycle enthusiast flashed through Kasgar's mind.

So much so that he could never bring himself to say the final, "false" ending.

"But!"

"Even if the Emperor could help you, you know he's very busy, right?"

"You cannot take up his time with mere piety; you must learn to share his burdens."

"He could only bring his most loyal Astartes back to his side when they died in battle."

Kasgar is also supplementing the other side with key strategic knowledge points.

To be precise, it's a kindergarten tutoring class.

"!"

Lorgar became even more agitated upon hearing this.

"Etc!"

"You mean—as long as we are devout enough on the battlefield, we can gain the Emperor's attention!"

"If our soldiers die heroically in battle, will they be able to return to his side forever?"

So what are you waiting for?

Immediately arrange for those Word Bearers to join hands and go to their deaths!

Only in this way can the entire Word Bearers become purer.

The warriors who survive such fierce battles are the best warriors.

This is a metaphor, damn it!

Kasgar covered his eyes in despair.

Lorgar, you idiot.

Do you really want me to say, "Those dead Astartes can't go anywhere but rot and die on the battlefield, because that's in line with the scientifically rational 'Imperial Truth'"?

Speechless, I can't continue talking to you guys.

A typical thirty-and-a-half-year Centaur gold ring Constellation Book, "I Love My Father, My Father Loves Me" thinking.

Lorgar is really stubborn.

Kasgar talked until his mouth was dry.

But he still couldn't persuade Lorgar not to let his troops act like idiots, obediently lining up to be shot and sent to their deaths.

"You're only increasing the casualties among those Word Bearers! Can't you use some tactics? Tactics!"

"That's a tactic only an unbeliever would use!"

"Under the watchful eyes of God—no, under the Emperor— the unbelievers will die, while the Emperor will choose those who are sufficiently loyal and allow them to live."

Have to.

You also need the Emperor to help you sift through the talent pool and select suitable candidates for the curse.

"But if you don't use tactical thinking to arrange the Word Bearers, the future expeditions will only suffer heavy losses, and the progress will never catch up with Horus's Lunar Wolves!"

The Lunar Wolves can never catch up with Horus!

These words struck at Lorgar's very core, leaving him with no room for rebuttal.

"But I..."

"What do you mean, 'me'? Do you want to see Horus receiving the Emperor's reward and praise right before your eyes?"

There's hope!

Kasgar suddenly discovered the trick to remotely controlling Lorgar.

He then vividly described the scene of the Emperor declaring Horus the Warmaster in front of all the Primarch in the magnificent palace, and placing the Centaur gold ring on Horus's head in front of all the Primarch.

"Gurgle"

He seemed very unwilling to accept it.

"You wouldn't want something like this to happen in front of you, would you, Lorgar?"

"Alright then, Lorgar. I will command the Word Bearers in the battle against Sagan."

"In this battle, you should mainly observe how I deploy my troops and coordinate infantry and tanks to achieve a breakthrough."

"After that, you will send a portion of the Word Bearers to attack another planet, so that I can see your level of understanding of tactics and command."

Seeing that he could not persuade the other party, Kasgar had no choice but to choose the last option.

Unfortunately, in the original story, Lorgar was still building his dilapidated Perfect City at this time.

Otherwise, Lorgar, who had hardly ever fought any tough battles, wouldn't have suffered such a crushing defeat in the Battle of the Kaus.

If they betray us, Kasgar will naturally not care.

Even though Lorgar has now converted to the Imperial Truth, he still cannot instantly transform from a religious leader into an invincible high-ranking commander of the Word Bearers.

As for how much the other party actually listened to, that was beyond Kasgar's consideration.