"This is so nonsense." Benedict covered his face. His ears were still working keenly. The sparse sound of gunfire on the battlefield now was completely incomparable to the situation just now.
"So this is the end of the battle? Or what happened?" Second Lieutenant Terry asked in confusion. He has not yet figured out the situation, but this does not mean that Benedict has figured it out.
Benedict did not answer Second Lieutenant Terry, but instead focused his attention on the Space Wolves and Dark Angels that he was familiar with. His intuition told him that these powerful Space Marines were also in a state of confusion.
"Ahem... are you Chapter Master of Lamenters?" Olwen asked softly, while Dimit on the side also stared closely at Lamenters in front of them.
Hope nodded, "I am Chapter Master from Lamenters. Dear battle brothers, do you have any questions?"
"Uh... it's nothing. I remember that Lamenters is not a subgroup of Blood Angels? You are using the seeds of Sanguinius, right?"
"Yes."
"Then why do you... I mean those brothers with gears on their shoulders call Perturabo father?"
"Because they have the blood of Perturabo flowing in their bodies."
"Then you too?"
"Of course I am Sanguinius's child."
"Aren't you worried about the purity of Chapter? Aren't you worried that Chapter's culture will be... pardon my choice of words... contaminated?"
Hope understood what Olwen meant. He showed a friendly smile and explained, "Past lessons tell us that Primarchs should be as close as brothers, and their children should be the same. Each company of our Chapter is composed of brothers with different personalities. For example, in the team you can see in front of you, that brother has Rogal Dorn flowing in his body. The blood of, he has a stable character, and protects the backs of his teammates like a solid mountain. The blood of Perturabo flows in that brother's body. He dares to fight and fight hard, and is a famous heavy weapons master., although he often has conflicts with brother Rogal Dorn, the two have a pretty good relationship in private. I can often see the two of them building and dismantling sandboxes to pass the time. That brother has Roboute Guilliman flowing in his body. The blood of, he is responsible for handling paperwork and sorting out intelligence. He can recite many Imperial World situations, but sometimes he talks too much. The blood of Fulgrim flows in that brother's body. He is good at art and can effectively mediate the conflicts between brothers. He is also the sword master in the team. Basically no one in the team can defeat him in a melee duel. That brother's body With the blood of Jaghatai Khan in his blood, he is good at vehicle driving and can transport you from one place to the next like flying. The last brother, like me, is a descendant of Sanguinius. Together with our brothers, we have become a strong, tough and all-powerful force. We bear in mind the only principle of being loyal to the Emperor and serving the people of Imperium."
Olwen was stunned for a long time. The kind of unity in Hope's mouth felt strange to him. It was simply not what a Space Marines should say. But Dimit next to him extracted more information from Hope's words.
"Wait a minute, you mean Roboute Guilliman? Primarchs of Ultramarines? And Jaghatai Khan? And Fulgrim, that traitor? Lion El'Jonson's long sword, how many Primarchs are there in your Chapter?"
"Uh..." Hope hesitated for a while, but finally did not reveal the existence of Konrad Curze and Angron, "There are quite a few."
"Then... is that possible?" Olwen came over with a smile. There were very few Space Mariness in this world who didn't want to be the father of Primarchs.
Hope smiled apologetically and had to tell them that Leman Russ and Lion El'Jonson were missing.
In fact, Lion El'Jonson was sleeping in the secret dark layer of the Rock. Lin Fan knew this, but he did not tell Hope. After all, Dark Angels's madness is obvious to all. If Hope revealed the location of Lion El'Jonson in front of them, he would most likely be beaten as Fallen Angels and thrown into prison.
So Lin Fan only told other Primarchs this news, but when other Primarchs thought about Lion El'Jonson's more violent and irritable behavior style than Perturabo, they also had a pessimistic view of Lion El'Jonson's return.
Perturabo: When the time comes, Lion El'Jonson will definitely give me a knife for lying to him General Cannon.
Fulgrim: I just hope he can leave me a whole body.
Konrad Curze: Ha! Lion El'Jonson? That arrogant guy! He is a beast like me, but he thinks he is a knight! Ugh!
Angron: Don't bother me.
Roboute Guilliman: Even Russ is much stronger than Lion El'Jonson.
Jaghatai: I don't have anything against Lion El'Jonson, but I think he is too slow and has great flaws in experiencing emotions. If he can be taught by Slaanesh, I think the situation will be much better.
Rogal Dorn: Yeah, I understand.
But no matter what, Olwen's old face full of expectation suddenly collapsed, and his whole person was as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost.
Bang bang bang...
Cadian Hardstone was moved aside by Perturabo and Rogal Dorn. They both touched the foundation and nodded lightly. It was just the right level of solidity.
Then they assembled larger teleportation instruments and used the runes learned from Aeldari to make the teleportation coordinates more stable and dazzling.
Seeing Cadian Hardstone being put down, Benedict also stood up and shouted to Primarchs's huge back, "My lord! My lord!"
"Say something quickly!" Perturabo shouted without looking back.
"Uh..." Benedict hesitated for a moment, then said bravely, "Our regiment still has tasks and needs to continue to attack, so we won't rest here."
"Attack? You are attacking!" Perturabo glanced at Benedict coldly, "Your armored regiment has been crippled, and that Doomblade has also been branded by the devil's curse. Attacking at this time is suicide."
"I know! But orders are orders! We must attack!"
"Oh?" Perturabo has never seen a mortal other than Big Canteen dare to talk to him like this. Agripinaa Forge World's survivors didn't even dare to breathe when they saw them.
Rogal Dorn asked, "Soldiers, what is your mission?"
"Our mission is to go to the feet of Lumbas Mountain and support the Imperium troops trapped there."
Lumbas Mountain...Rogal Dorn After thinking about it for a moment, they knew that this place was behind Blackstone Tower Seven. If they didn't come, all these Imperium troops would be lost before the fifth line of defense built by the Drau blacksmith, let alone continue to move forward.
A top order is enough for the commander to abandon his original battle plan and send his troops to a battlefield where victory is impossible. Rogal Dorn, who wanted to understand this, wanted to sigh for Imperium's current military system. He asked Hope Chapter Master to take them to Lumbas Mountain's feet to see the situation.
Cadians is always more familiar with the situation here than outsiders.