Emperor's Bane

Chapter 537 Morgan’s small class begins
[Conrad? Conrad! 】

"Hmm...hmm! What's wrong?"

[What are you laughing at: You’ve been having fun since just now. 】

Ah, nothing: I just thought of something pleasant. "

【……Is it? 】

Morgan narrowed her eyes. She didn't ask any more questions, but the cold face and the cold corners of her mouth had exposed the original body's thoughts. When her eyes fell on the long and narrow face of Midnight Ghost, Even Conrad could only shrink back and suppress the rolling throat as calmly as possible.

Then Morgan laughed.

[Then you were listening to what I just said, right? 】

"of course."

[Let’s summarize it: twenty words should be enough. 】

The Lord of Avalon turned his head, and the already guilty Crow King immediately straightened his back, placed the data pad full of memories on the table, and sat on it with both hands, as if he was a good student.

Under Conrad's resentful gaze, the Crow King coughed, and then raised two fingers: the Lord of the Redemption Star quickly entered a learning state, and placed the data pad in front of Morgan with a special record of questions.

"Um……"

"You are giving us an account of the two previous meetings with various forge worlds."

Corax's war philosophy made Morgan frown inwardly, but on the surface, she still listened to every word calmly, then nodded, and analyzed the problems bit by bit to her blood brothers. .

[We are now in the Triple Galaxy. Although we are not in the low-Earth orbit of Triple Fal, we are only half a galaxy away from the core of the battlefield. Standing by my porthole, you can even see Triple Fal and Triple The beacon burning on Galadia: Do you think this can be considered the rear area of ​​the battlefield? 】

Well, what's the result...

"!"

As a commander, what if you don't lead a large force, but let the large force conduct a feint attack under the leadership of others, and then the commander himself leads a small team to conduct a beheading operation?

"There are two."

[The battlefield with the galaxy as the dimension is different from the battlefield with the world as the dimension. Although I am still half a galaxy away from the real front line, I can let my consciousness affect it at any time if I want to. The most important thing on the battlefield: even faster than you can issue orders on the Redemption Star. 】

"In my opinion, yes."

Morgan smiled, but just when Conrad was also smiling, a psychic chalk head hit him on the forehead, making a crisp sound: The Spider Queen glanced at her two younger brothers, with pupils in her eyes. Full of desolation.

First, there is a sun-shaped lantern, emitting dazzling light, and underneath, there is an exquisite lounge chair. Virgo did not forget to take out a few green leaves and put them in his hands, and just kneaded them slightly to make it. Several lifelike coconut trees, placed together, make for a good beach sunbathing spot.

In fact, the three sons of the Emperor were sharing a round table at this time, but Morgan occupied one side alone, while Conrad and Corax were sitting almost side by side: it looked like they were receiving private tutoring. The two students, and now Midnight Ghost, also winked at his deskmate like a student.

[Is there anything you don’t understand: about our current topic? 】

"I believe you can do it."

The Crow King nodded.

【Corax...】

[First of all, Corax, I will not comment on the war philosophy you developed on the Redemption Star yet. After all, the liberation of the Redemption Star has shown that there is merit in your philosophy: but equally, for I have a set of war concepts that have achieved many military victories. I think there is no need for you to doubt it from the bottom of your heart, brother. 】

[Conditions are different. 】

[Say it, Conrad. 】

As a result, Midnight Haunter's voice immediately became confident.

[But the word count exceeds the limit. 】

The original body turned back and met Morgan's eyes. The smiling face of the Lord of Avalon already explained why Virgo had such a sudden idea.

This is a very ironic reality. The Lord of Avalon, who is the best at lying, in turn hates lies the most: Conrad still remembers the last time he tried to deceive his blood relatives with those clumsy lies.

Midnight Ghost tried hard to remember, but the noise in his ears always affected him. The original body followed the sound and found that it was his little niece Virgo whom he had not seen for a long time: Morgan's eldest daughter was being used later. There were items on the dining table, but what she arranged was a strange-looking combination.

Conrad was stunned for a moment, and his originally smiling face froze, and some ups and downs of memories began to flow out of his mind: Only then did the Lord of the Eighth Legion realize that, compared to what happened in her class, Deserting, what his sister actually hates even more is that after deserting, she still lies shamelessly and refuses to admit it.

When Morgan turns her head sideways, her face will be illuminated by the red light on the divination instrument. At this moment, most of the star map that encompasses the entire triple galaxy has been swallowed up by the blood that symbolizes war and massacre, but [Goddess of Dawn] The light spot of No.] stayed on the clean side.

Corax didn't look at him, but Conrad could detect a slight arc movement in the long, silky black hair. Then, the data pad full of writing in the Crow King's arms tilted slightly towards Conrad. A glance: enough for the Primarch to see clearly.

"Um……"

But facing this blood relative, Morgan was obviously more patient, and even his smile seemed more sincere.

#Unclear Nostramo mumbling#
[And you, Corax. 】

It's just that it's a bit too small, and it definitely won't be able to hold Conrad, but if it were used to place some of his body parts...

"If it's for explanation, wouldn't it be okay to explain after the action?"

【correct answer. 】

"First: This punitive action against the three worlds was clearly planned by you. All the troops involved in the action were either your subordinates or your allies: according to common sense, as the planner of the entire action Commander and commander-in-chief, shouldn’t you be on the front line in person? Why should you stay in the rear?”

"On the Redemption Star, I will personally take the lead in every important operation, or I will order a large force to launch a feint attack, and then I will lead a small team to conduct a decapitation operation: I personally believe that the commander must be at the forefront of the war to be able to grasp the situation at all times. Keep track of the direction of the war."

The Midnight Ghost blinked. He didn't want to give any part of his body a summer break just yet, even if it was a short break: In Morgan's smile, the original body was quick to think, procrastinating his tone, but he took the time to glance at the opposite side. Direction: There is more than just a student of Midnight Lord present here.

【I'm waiting. 】

Corax, by his side.

Corax nodded.

"Conrad told me many times."

【Is it……】

The Spider Queen glanced at Conrad. The Midnight Ghost was now shrinking his neck, trying hard to downplay his presence, but his hands were still hanging dishonestly under the table, asking for bread from the Virgo seat next to him.

"I still have my doubts, though, Morgan."

Corax's confusion remained unabated.

"According to your explanation, the Triple World is a forging giant whose power is second only to giants like Mars or Reza. Even if you gather several expeditionary forces from the forging world, it is only for the sake of what the Triple World itself has. In terms of great value, you should be more cautious in this war, right?"

【How do you think I should be cautious? 】

"If you want me to say..."

The Crow King hesitated for a moment and looked around at his two blood relatives.

"There are three Primarchs here: enough to make any battle unsuspicious."

[But there is no suspense about it. 】

Corax didn't like the Lord of Avalon's smile and confidence.

"It was a Forge World, Morgan. I have fought against a weakened version of the Forge World on my home planet in all aspects. I know the power these guys can exert when they are at the end of their rope: for you , is it so unworthy of seriousness?”

【I am already very serious. 】

Morgan smiled.

[I even came to this triple galaxy in person. For me, for the triple world, this is the most serious posture I can take: Do you think I am sitting on the fortress of Avalon, commanding by remote control? Is it impossible for the entire Far Eastern Frontier to launch an encirclement and suppression campaign against the Triple Galaxy? 】

[I don't even need to send my own legions: there are plenty of men willing to march for the king. 】

"..."

[Also, Corax, I want you to remember one thing. Remember what I told you a long time ago. Even Conrad and Perturabo have emphasized it to you many times. , but you have never remembered, or are unwilling to admit things. 】

Morgan tapped his fingertips on the table.

[We are the original gene. 】

[Whether it is a forging world, or any kingdom limited to a galaxy, for existences like us...]

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"They're not worth mentioning."

The Crow Prince spat on the bumpy ground, leaving only a wisp of rising white clouds. His eyes, which were more ruthless than steel, ignored the noise in his ears and the passing gunfire, focusing on Yu is looking for the next suitable tactical target.

For himself, and for the legions entrusted to him by his genetic father.

"And for these pathetic bastards."

Sevatar licked her teeth excitedly.

Although on the surface, he still maintains his usual cynicism, on the inside, the Crow Prince is more excited than anyone else: after all, this is the first time that the Primarch of the Eighth Legion has entrusted such a large-scale force to He gave birth to one of his descendants, and Sevatar was the one chosen by Conrad.

Although he has always been unclear about which advantage his genetic father was interested in, just like he is also unclear about why his battle brothers have no objection to this appointment, but since he accepted After this responsibility, he will do his best.

He also has the confidence to do his best.

The chain saw halberd in his hand, which had been modified by Morgan himself, had cut off at least two hundred [heads] in the past hour, and behind him, it had followed him through half of the battlefield. , but the black-armored guard still suffered no casualties.

When the Crow Prince's sight swept across those dark blue cavalry terminators, his pupils were burning with the overwhelming brotherhood deep in his soul. Sevatar's focus stayed on those fine knights. Gold had reinforced key areas, an extra step that every piece of the Eighth Legion's battle armor had: he saw no signs of wear and tear, which was the best compliment for Nostramo's manufacturing.

"They really aren't worth mentioning."

Among the silent guards, some pulled the tip of the knife out of the fallen Mechanical Priest, wiped the blood off it, and responded to their superiors with nods or low words, while more people were curious about another question.

"Where do we go next?"

"Wait for the others first." The Crow Prince waved his hand. He was nominally the commander-in-chief of the four companies sent by Conrad. Although these companies were still fighting separately under the command of their respective commanders, they should do their best. He still has to fulfill his responsibilities.

"This operation is not our home field. The core areas are taken care of by the Dawnbreakers and their mortal armies, followed by the Mechanicus, and we only need to be responsible for the outermost areas: If we If we want to move forward, it's not impossible, but we must gather our troops first, after all, going forward will be the tomb of the Titan Legion."

Sevita smiled cruelly, and his subordinates accepted the order silently. No one would raise any objection: Although the establishment of the Black Guards and Sevita's airborne post were almost at the same time, that is to say, The Prince of Crows is not the elder of any warrior in this team. He is even just a young boy in the eyes of those Terrans, but this does not prevent him from rising like a meteor.

Although in the past twenty years, the Prince of Crows was left by Conrad in the Far Eastern Frontier, staying with Morgan, learning how to rule all directions, the main force of the Eighth Legion has been in the Ghoul Stars. During the expedition, the Midnight Ghost obviously would not neglect his most beloved heir like this: Conrad deliberately transferred Sevatar back to his fleet during the most difficult expeditions, leaving the Prince of Crows without The absence of the Night Lords Legion is the most important part of the memory so far.

It was during this intermittent [business trip] that Sevatar quickly established his absolute authority over the Black Guards and even the entire Eighth Legion array. No one knew how he did it, and the Night Lords also He would never mention these things, and Sevita would only caress the scars on his face, slowly shake his head at the questioner, and smile away.

But it is undeniable that when this young man from Nostramo gave the order through his hoarse voice, no one objected. The black-armored guards waited in silence, and the four companies that were fighting in separate battles also fought with the utmost courage. Quickly gathered around the Crow Prince.

The first to arrive were old acquaintances: Barbatos and Zarost.

"This battle went much smoother than I thought."

Barbatos wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, wiped off the strange firearm that he had snatched from the Mechanic Priest in his hand, and inserted it into his waist. Then he raised his head and couldn't help but sigh at the Prince of Crows.

"Originally, I thought this would be another Ulan Huda incident."

"They are clearly not qualified."

Sevatar chuckled.

"That's true."

The Terran veteran nodded and looked at the Prince of Crows strangely.

"It's you, Sevita. You only led a small number of Black Armored Guards, and you chose the most difficult offensive route. However, you were still at least half an hour faster than us: How on earth did you do that? of?"

"Just good luck."

The Prince of Crows pursed his lips toward the cannon fire not far away.

"I met an army from Triple Thule on the way. As you know, they were the only ones among the three forging worlds that turned against Mr. Morgan. They obviously knew the world beneath our feet and took me directly with them. Take a shortcut with the black-armored guard."

"Fuck, you're lucky."

Barbatos shook his head and stood next to Savita. Their respective teams formed two distinct groups behind them: the black-armored guards were silent and cold, like a large piece of solidified steel, but under Barbatos In Toss's company, there were constant conversations similar to whispers.

"What are you going to do next?"

Barbatos took a deep breath.

"After all, it doesn't look like we can intervene in this current situation."

"Look at those places, Sevatar."

Barbatos pointed forward.

In the direction he pointed, a brief but fierce conflict had gradually spread to the entire triple galaxy, turning the pride of the originally indestructible Forge World into a burning wasteland. Broken battleship wreckage, out-of-control automatons and fallen Titan corpses can be seen everywhere on this sulfur-smelling plain, and beside those captured fortresses, Morgan's Eternal Moon flag is flying.

Long before Avalon's vanguard fleet entered the triple system, civil war had already broken out among the three forge worlds: Thule, the youngest but the most stubborn of the three brothers, had been secretly surrendering to the Emperor and Morgan. While its two brothers were not paying attention, it made a desperate move and smashed all the forces, including the Titan Legion, onto the surface of the forging world of Farr.

This kind of dagger from within the enemy provided great convenience to Morgan's army and allies. They quickly surrounded Galadia, who was still confused, and shared the spoils with the big brother of the three worlds. With the cooperation of the team, a large landing area was easily created on the surface of Farr, followed by a steady stream of supplies and reinforcements.

Although Morgan only mobilized a part of the Dawnbreakers and Night Lords, as well as a few forge world troops, it was still enough to crush the resistance of the triple galaxy with sheer size: only two-fifths of the troops were invested, plus The main armies of Radia and Farr could only be destroyed in despair.

It disappears with the snap of a finger, nothing like this.

"Compared to the Ghoul Star Territory, we are almost like we are on vacation now."

The Prince of Crows kicked away the automaton standing in front of him. This was his latest trophy, and his words were recognized by several battle brothers: Compared with winning on this battlefield, The real challenge instead is to destroy the Triple World while retaining as much of their assets as possible.

"So, do you have any ideas?"

Barbatos looked at Sevatar. He knew that this kid always had an idea, and when he saw the ferocious face with slightly narrowed pupils, and the extremely confident light flashing in the pupils, Barbatos even dared to bet with his own life: Later Son, as long as he follows this boy, he will definitely not be able to escape with his military exploits.

"You know what, Barbatos."

Sevatar licked her lips.

"When I fought side by side with the great sages of Thule before, they told me about their marching target: based on intelligence and calculations, they deduced the bunker where the great sages of Farr were hiding, and Decided to go and get their heads."

Having said this, the Crow Prince tapped his head in amusement.

"But my psychic ability told me that there was something wrong with their calculations, and they chose the wrong one among several options, while my hunch told me the correctness of the other option: Are you interested in taking you Are you going to conduct a beheading operation with me?"

"Is this an order?"

"Whatever you think."

The Prince of Crows waved his hand, seemingly not caring about the help from friendly forces.

"Well...I just have one question."

After pondering for a moment, Barbatos cleared his throat. Now, his voice also represented the other three company commanders who had silently surrounded him just now.

"Since it is the Great Sage's bunker, there must be Titan Legions, Enemy Breakers, Orbital Defense Cannons, Autobots, and Armed Machine Slaves to make it look like an iron barrel: We are just four companies, you Are you sure we can defeat those...big guys?"

"As long as you are confident that you can defeat those automatic robot soldiers and armed machine slaves."

The Prince of Crows grinned, and then he looked toward the sky.

"As for those big guys..."

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[Of course there are people dedicated to deal with them. 】

In front of the two primarchs Conrad and Corax, Morgan's fingers slowly stroked the entire territory of the Triple Star Sector. The overall situation of the war was clearly visible here: the Triple Star Galaxy had been personally led by the Lord of Avalon. surrounded by fleets. The various fortresses, colonies, and scientific research stations scattered around Triple Fal were captured and divided up by more than a dozen forging worlds sent by Morgan.

[This is both a task and a reward. 】

The primarch's finger tapped on the table.

[The origin of raw materials and the results of scientific research stations in the triple star area, as well as the technological products in those fortresses, as well as the huge demand gap left by the triple world: these are the tasks I give to those peripheral forging worlds, and the rewards I give them, These forging worlds often come from the Five Hundred Worlds and the Galactic North, or are newcomers who are not yet fully trustworthy. They can only drink a mouthful of soup during this operation, and this mouthful of soup is enough to fill them up. 】

[Work easily and get less: a very fair principle. 】

[As for those who followed my fleet all the way into the core area of ​​the triple galaxy, trustworthy forging worlds such as Reza or Tigrus, they will naturally bear more responsibilities and pay more casualties, but they will naturally gain more. And more: they have the right to take advantage of the corpses of Triple Farr and Triple Galadia. 】

[Old rule, I only need backup of these technologies. 】

[As for other things, they know it well. This is both a share of the spoils and a deterrent: all the forging worlds want to get things from the body of Triple Fal, but no one wants to become the next Triple Fal. 】

"..."

[And these, this is the first lesson I want to teach you, Corax. 】

The Lord of Avalon looked at her brooding blood brother and smiled.

[A simple but difficult, necessary but inconspicuous, legal but dark must-know knowledge point. If you want to graduate from me, Brother Corax, you must thoroughly understand this knowledge. 】

"I had a feeling I wasn't going to like it."

The Crow King shook his head and smiled bitterly.

【You really won't like it. 】

Morgan raised his neck.

【after all. This most basic knowledge point has an unpleasant name. 】

[Divide the spoils. 】

"...divide the spoils?"

【Yes. 】

[Corax, my brother. 】

[As the basis of politics and management, the first thing I want to teach you is how to distribute benefits to your subordinates and friends and give them the benefits they deserve. 】

"Is this...basic?"

[It is the foundation, but it is also the core. 】

The Spider Queen leaned back in her chair.

[After all, the so-called management is nothing more than three words. 】

[One is to divide the spoils. 】

"The other one is selection."

Corax's eyes flickered.

"I know that: but what's the third one you're talking about?"

"It's very simple."

Before Morgan could speak, he heard vague chewing sounds from the side: Midnight Ghost was seen holding his long loaf of bread, stuffing his cheeks bulging, and forcing out a funny and terrifying smile. .

"The third one..."

"It's nothing more than: killing - people."

"Now, isn't that what we are doing?"

(End of this chapter)