Emperor's Bane

Chapter 613 Horus Sect

Chapter 613 Horus Sect
From the beginning to the progress, the war between the Human Empire and the Ullanor Orcs has lasted for eight Terra standard moons: when the time scale steadily advances towards the 151st year of the Great Crusade, the balance of victory has already been firmly grasped by the Empire.

The Greenskin Empire, which had once declared sovereignty over the entire northern galaxy, was now burning in the flames of war and devastation. It took Terra's iron fist only eight months to penetrate the vast borders of the war race: while the Emperor's own fleet was still directing the battle on the outer battlefield north of Goron, his vanguard had already reached Istvaan, the outermost part of the galaxy, and completely divided the Greenskin Orcs' kingdom.

The one who did this was Hasik Khan under Chagatai Khan. Although he and his brotherhood were part of the Fifth Legion, they were under the command of Horus: like Tol Khan who fired the first shot in Ullanor, Hasik Khan also dedicated this victory that was worthy of being recorded in history to the Emperor, the Khan and the shepherd wolf god.

When the congratulatory message spread throughout the entire Ullanor front, not to mention other legions, there was quite a dispute within the White Scars Legion alone because of Hasik Khan's actions: those warriors who followed Chagatai Khan and walked out of Chogris could not understand why the victory, which was clearly theirs, had to be dedicated to an irrelevant Primarch. However, those old Terran warriors generally held opposing ideas and did not mind sharing such glory with Horus.

As for Tolhan and Hasik Khan, who caused this dispute successively: That's right. They are both Terrans, and it is even said that Tolhan once publicly stated that his original wish was to become a member of the Shadow Moon Wolf Legion, but such strange rumors soon disappeared in the constantly refreshing victory reports on the Ullanor front.

Soon, even more shocking news overshadowed the already marginalized white scars.

(Thorhan is a real person. In the novel, he is a Terran. He signed up for the Astartes because he admired Horus, hoping to join the Luna Wolves, but was reassigned to the White Scars because of his poor performance.)
(If you don't remember, he was the one who faced Mortarion on Bladestorm in order to atone for his sins during the Heresy. He was the one who said the famous line "Nice to meet you, Lord of Death". Hasik Khan was one of the leaders of the Horus Rebellion faction within the White Scars.)

Because, while Chagatai Khan's descendants were achieving feats and disputes, the imperial vanguards sent to other fronts finally determined the location of King Urak-Urge, the emperor of the Ullanor orcs: in order to send back this priceless information, an entire fleet was submerged in the green tide of ambushes.

The blood-stained intelligence was placed on the desks of the Emperor and Horus as quickly as possible, and the Wolf God personally ensured that Jonson also received it: King Urger, this terrifying alien was entrenched in the heart of his war machine, and the star system called Ullanor had long been filled with countless green frenzy and strange things. Without two or three fully equipped Astartes Legions led by the Primarch himself, the fleet of the Human Empire would not even be worthy of looking at it.

The fact that a squadron of at least fifty battleships was torn to pieces in an instant was the best proof of the Orc Capital's firepower: the main fleet led by the Primarch himself generally consisted of no more than a hundred battleships.

Now, this king in disguise is undoubtedly roaring on his throne, because his empire has fallen apart. The fleet that once vowed to ravage the entire galaxy is now only scrap metal that is dead and cannot be deader, and the Imperial army that tramples over them and continues to move forward: whether in the Hazy Star Field or in the Far East Star Field, the Emperor's warriors are wantonly reaping bloody exploits in units of galaxies, simply but efficiently pushing the country of Urge to the brink of death.

Every Astartes warrior was enthusiastically calculating the number of green-skinned aliens killed by their respective legions: at first it was in tens of millions or hundreds of millions, then it gradually evolved into more exaggerated figures, and in the end, it was simply impossible to count, and they began to calculate how many star systems or even star regions their fleets had recaptured, or how many giant creations like the Godzilla had been destroyed.

By now, killing a single greenskin warlord was a common feat: feats like these were everywhere, even becoming the target of competition among legion recruits and even mortal warriors.

But even so, the results of the streamlined battle were still incredibly huge, and what was even more incredible was that after achieving such fruitful results, the Imperial Fleet was still at least hundreds of galaxies away from King Urger's Ullanor throne.

Almost every world in every galaxy is filled with greenskins shouting and fighting fiercely, which makes people wonder whether the total population of the Ork Empire has exceeded the number of the Emperor's subjects: it seems very likely, because many Astartes warriors have stated that they have witnessed the existence of similar Ork Hives on those worlds with the most intense fighting.

The closer we get to Ullanor, the more obvious the traces of this civilization become.

There is no doubt that this beast, which is honored by humans as the "Emperor of Ullanor", is indeed worthy of praise: it was able to seize the thirty or forty years of lump in the entire northern part of the Milky Way after the end of the Randan War and develop an alien empire that was at least large enough to compete with three or four legions. This is the best embodiment of its outstanding talent. The rapidly evolving civilization of the Ullanor Empire demonstrated in the war made many meticulous warriors sweat in their hearts.

But time is unfair.

Fortunately it is unfair.

If this had not been the time of the Great Crusade, if the threat to the borders posed by the Human Empire would not have been so significant, then perhaps this Orc Emperor could have devoted dozens or hundreds of years of his life to developing his race in a remote corner unnoticed by Holy Terra, vigorously promoting the evolution of his race, and eventually accumulating a powerful force capable of sweeping across the galaxy. It would then not be impossible for him to launch an all-out attack, destroy the Empire's main forces with ease, or even directly attack the Solar System and Holy Terra.

Just like the beast.

However, this was the Great Crusade, the stage when the military strength and external sensitivity of the entire human race were at their peak. The Emperor of Humanity did not give the Emperor of the Greenskins any time to develop. The current support of Holy Terra for a war aimed at exterminating the aliens is also unlimited, and it is even more impossible to turn a blind eye to the development of the Greenskins: these two points worked together to strangle the newborn empire of King Urger.

Those greenskin tribes and warring states that had just been conquered by it were still a loose pile at this time, and there was no time to unite them into a unified force. King Urger could actually command only a part of the star region that was the core of the Ullanor Empire. Further out, in the south represented by the Goron galaxy, independent and even opposing greenskin regimes were overthrown one after another by human fleets, and countless sturdy fortress worlds were ruthlessly trampled. These scattered tribes were simply unable to exert the power of a unified Orc Empire.

Ullanor is so powerful.

Ullanor is so fragile.

Finally, when the two fronts of the Empire had basically wiped out the stragglers in front of them, the Emperor's sword finally pierced the true Ullanor Empire controlled by King Urger. The game of alien war only truly began at this time, but it was also declared over.

Urgar roared on its throne, urging its subordinates to build war machines day and night enough to fill the entire galaxy, waiting for the challenger from Terra. The huge fortress where it itself is entrenched will become the end point of the entire Ullanor War and the ultimate prize that all participating legions will compete for.

The first pair of contenders appeared almost simultaneously outside the Orc Emperor's royal city.

On the 248th Terra Standard Day after the start of the Ullanor Orc War, the vanguard fleet consisting of the 1st Company of the Luna Wolves led by Abaddon and the 4th Company of the Luna Wolves led by Cejames officially arrived at the Outpost System adjacent to the Ullanor System. Under the personal command of the Wolf God who arrived later, they wiped out the remaining greenskin troops here and consolidated the bridgehead for launching the final attack on Ullanor.

At the same time, the contact letter encrypted by Morgan himself was placed on the desk of the Wolf God in the name of Zhuangsen: the Eastern Front Legion decapitation force, led by the Dark Angels Legion and composed of elite warriors from eight legions, was only about three jump star systems away from Ullanor.

It is true that every star system is filled with vast greenskin armies, but no one believes how long these aliens can resist the wrath of Jonson and the Dark Angels, not to mention that behind the battle line jointly controlled by Morgan and Guilliman, there are more support troops rushing here. The two most tolerant and forgiving Primarchs in the entire Eastern Front Legion, namely the Lord of Macragge and the Lord of Redemption, have completely given up the honor of marching into Ullanor: Guilliman is leading most of the Ultramarines' strength, diligently guarding the Eastern Front, and the Raven King and his legion are his helpers, wandering in the most dangerous battlefields. The casualty reports of the Raven Guards are enough to make people frown.

But Corax himself did not comment on the blood. He fully respected the opinions of the Terra people under his command and allowed those warriors who wanted to confront the greenskin army head-on to die with dignity on the battlefield. He also used his own methods to win more and more dazzling victories.

Naturally, this caused a huge split among the Terran veterans within the Raven Guard. Faced with the majesty of the Primarch and the visible casualties, some of the less stubborn Terran veterans began to move closer to Corax, while the more stubborn ones chose their own destiny with the respect of the Raven King.

Of course, there are always some who can survive among these diehards, but even after surviving hundreds of battles, they still cannot agree with Corax's ideas: the Raven King respects this, and he has never forced his offspring from beginning to end, which at least gives him and these remaining Terra diehards space to communicate face to face.

With the Primarch's proper control over the situation, there was no large-scale unrest within the Raven Guard as some people worried or expected. The Raven King and his opponents seemed to have reached some kind of implicit agreement: some stubborn Terrans gradually formed independent armies, and the Raven King acquiesced to their independence, but continued to replenish their supplies and provide them with seeds as usual.

In return, these [Independent] fleets still obeyed the call of the Raven King, at least on the surface they were relatively submissive to their Primarch, and the Raven Guard quietly completed a disintegration and rebirth in this mild confrontation: more warriors from Redemption Star and surrounding galaxies have been added to the legion's array, and their appearance has completely consolidated the rule of the Raven King.

At least on the battlefield of Ullanor, it seemed that nothing would happen to the 19th Legion. They could fight alongside the Ultramarines with all their strength, freeing up other friendly forces to rush to the front line.

Chagatai Khan and Fulgrim are now each in charge of a flank line, and they have promised to return to the main force before Ullanor: Khan made a solemn promise, and Fulgrim made it clear that he did not want to miss the big show in Ullanor, but in any case, the two did not seem to break their promise.

Apart from these, Jonson and Morgan were the real core of the entire Eastern Front Legion. The Calibanite was called the commander-in-chief, but he only led a decapitation unit composed of elite warriors from various legions to advance forward, while everything else was taken care of by his Avalon blood relatives: no one objected to this arrangement, and under Morgan's best efforts and Jonson's deliberate control, the casualties of the decapitation unit were quite controllable.

But despite this, the power in Jonson's hands was not enough for him to launch a single offensive against the Ullanor system, and he still needed to wait for more friendly forces to arrive: Coincidentally, the same was true for Horus. Although he and Jonson both held enormous power, the warriors under the two Primarchs were still too weak compared to the greenskins in the Ullanor system.

Jonson waited for the Emperor's Children and the White Scars to respond to the call, and for Guilliman to squeeze more troops out of his teeth: Morgan would coordinate the advance of these fleets while ensuring their unimpeded passage through the Warp, and they would arrive in the space of several weeks.

The same is true for Horus, but his configuration is obviously more advanced: the reinforcements of the Wolf God will be the Emperor himself, as well as two fully equipped Astartes Legions of the Blood Angels and the Death Guard and their Primarchs. The Imperial Fists are also on the way, and their warp jump is guaranteed by the Lord of Mankind.

When these men arrived, Horus would be able to take all of Ullanor on his own, perhaps without Jonson's help: the glory and the title of Warmaster would undoubtedly be in the hands of whoever could capture the fortress of King Urg.

And Horus is this person.

“But I’m not going to do that.”

The Wolf Shepherd God put down the letter, and before him stood the dusty Council of Four Kings.

He smiled at them, though their offspring looked confused.

"Yes, you heard me right."

"I have contacted Jonson, and we will launch a simultaneous attack on Ullanor."

"…Why, sir?"

It was Abaddon who stood up: of course it was only Abaddon.

"the reason is simple."

The wolf god's voice dissipated in the air of the ice cube of the Spirit of Vengeance.

"because……"

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