We Are the Vanguard

First Legion, Primarch Operations Command Room.

"Report, Aequus Mordred, I have something to report to the Primarch."

"Speak."

The Lion's attitude towards this Evernight Knights, who had only been with the Legion for a few days, could be described as indulgent.

Because he was even more rigid and stubborn than the Lion himself, he was practically Knights version of Dorn.

"I've come to say goodbye."

"Are you going back to report for duty?"

"No, it's farewell. We just received an order from the Council of the Long Night; we need to return to Terra."

What are you going to Terra for? To process documents?

"Yes."

"Is my Legion inferior to the documents of Terra?" The Lion King frowned, his anger building.

"No one can compare to Uncle; Uncle needs us."

Uncle?

Yes, Uncle Han.

"Since Uncle Han wants you to go back, then go back. But this isn't a farewell; it's a transfer."

"Wordplay cannot change the actual outcome, Lion."

"Roll!"

The White Scars Fleet, the Primarch's Flagship, suddenly braked.

The Khan almost flew off his seat.

"What happened?"

"Khan, I just received orders from the council to return to Terra. My Uncle needs us."

Something happened?

"No specific instructions were given, but we'll go back if my Uncle needs us."

The Khan was taken aback by what he heard.

"Are you sure this isn't fake news?"

"The Council of the Long Night's special coded instructions are correct."

These communication instructions incorporate written language from the 1K era of Old Terra, as well as the secret language of the Necrontyr, which only they can understand.

"Alright, although I'll miss you, since Terra needs you, you should go back. White Scars will help if you need anything."

Unlike other Legions.

Upon entering White Scars, Sandamel immediately became the Flagship Officer.

At the same time, the most noticeable effect was the speed increase he brought to the White Scars.

Therefore, the Khan was very reluctant to part with him.

"I pay my respects to you, Khan."

XVI Legion

"Lord Horus, my Uncle needs us; we must return."

"Go back to Terra to handle government affairs? Are you sure?"

"We're certain. Whatever Uncle wants to do in Terra, we'll be his vanguard."

As he spoke, Impetus took down the All-Seeing Eye Medal symbol of the XVI Legion, and placed it on the table.

He solemnly put on the Medals that Han Mingxuan had carved.

His name is on it.

"Thank you for your reliance, sir."

Horus, observing his actions, knew that it was impossible to get him to change his mind in a short time.

"Keep the Medals; consider it a testament to our brief friendship."

"My lord, our friendship will endure. I cannot take this Medals me; its place will forever belong to the original glory of the Evernight Legion. Please forgive my rudeness, farewell."

The Seventh Legion.

"Are you leaving, Agrid?"

"Yes, Commander Sigismund."

"File processing isn't for you."

"My Uncle needs help, that's enough."

"Okay, have a safe trip."

Sixth Legion.

"Animus, are you leaving already?"

"Yes, Wolf King, I'll set off if my Uncle needs me."

"As the leader of the pack, I admire your loyalty, and in return, the position of alpha wolf will always be reserved for you."

Russ wasn't as oblivious as he seemed; he knew perfectly well that at the same time, all members of the Council of the Long Night had received orders.

At the same time, Curze, as the Primarch, also issued a Department of General Affairs order.

The Eighth Legion will return to the rear.

That proves that something big is definitely happening in Terra.

After leaving the Primarch fleet, all members of the Council of the Long Night immediately activated Phase shifting and arrived at the Nightfall.

In just ten minutes, everyone had arrived.

"The Boss, what did Uncle say?"

Terra anti-corruption.

These are just four words, but everyone knows they will cause a major upheaval in the Imperium!

"Then what about us?"

"Shen, Talos, Cyrion."

"Exist!"

"You go to Terra first, meet with Slazov, and get a feel for the situation."

"Clear!"

"The rest of you, come with me immediately back to Nostramo, Animus."

"Exist!"

"Tell the Great Sage Helbut to contact the Great Sages Gia and Onrak immediately; we need to recruit soldiers."

"The scope includes 50,000 Reserve, as well as all members about to enter the Reserves. Applicants must have a combat strength of at Centurion and achieve an S-rank score on all Law exams."

"Add another 50,000 to the number."

"We are our father's sharpest blade, his vanguard. This Terra anti-corruption is not just about political governance, but a war—a war without gunpowder, yet one that bleeds everywhere."

"Yes!"

The Eighth Legion acted with maximum speed; a three-man squad led by Talos returned to the Terra Department of Justice from the front lines within a day.

"Uncle."

"It's you all back. Please sit down and have some tea. I'm relieved to see you're back."

"Uncle, rest assured, whether in Nostramo or Terra, we will be your vanguard."

"I know that. You guys have always been excellent. I'd like to know what Curze is doing now."

"The Boss is preparing to recruit soldiers."

Han Mingxuan nodded.

Sure enough, my efforts in teaching him were worthwhile.

He is very reliable in his work.

"Alright, you guys go and talk to Slazov about the Anti-Corruption matters first. The rest will be handled after Curze returns."

"Yes!"

In Nostramo, the Archmagos Angrak was extremely busy.

The metallic body left behind by Jia after her Resurrection also got busy.

"Fortunately, we had planned for the conscription of the Legion in advance, otherwise, it would have been quite troublesome to suddenly expand by 100,000 people," Jia said.

At the same time, in a tavern in Nostramo.

This is a place where Perpetual often gather.

"I foresaw the changes in Terra. The Father of Night is at the center of the vortex. We need to do something."

How to do it?

"Make sure he's safe, Susan."

"Understood. I possess a relic from the Dark Age of Technology, and I will protect him and bring him back if necessary."

"Xiulikas, fate is fraught with hidden arrows and venomous snakes; you know what to do."

"I once attempted to assassinate fate, and now I will protect those who try to assassinate fate."

"I've already made arrangements with Old Hawk; you'll be going into Terra as porters."

"Then, we'll do what we're supposed to do," Oll Persson said.

"Understood. I hope these younger generations won't be too foolish." After saying this, Xiulikas disappeared into the shadow of fate.

Three days later, after continuous Phase Shifting and Warp jumps, they finally arrived at Nostramo.

"Animus, prepare for conscription."

"Yes!"

Curze then found Orikan.

"Uncle Orikan, what do you think about this?"

"If Old Han knew you believed this, he'd definitely knock you on the head."

"It's an emergency, there's no other way."

"The waves were turbulent, but thankfully no one was seriously injured."

"Don't worry too much, I've already contacted Trazyn. The conversion of his settlement for the Necrontyr is complete, so he's free to help."