Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 546 Savior: Bei, you have to hold on, Laodun!

"This attack will be an unprecedented great black expedition, a completely new route!"

Abaddon said ambitiously.

He looked at the Chaos Prophet Moriana, the Hateful Sergeant Valicar Hain, and the four high-ranking warriors chosen by Chaos, and was full of anticipation.

The Great Plunderer and Warmaster of Chaos secretly gathered powerful warriors under his command, attempting to launch his fifteenth Black Crusade.

This time he decided not to focus on the routes around Cadia and the Nakmond Corridor that had been attacked more than ten times.

Although those places lead directly to the heart of the empire, there are too many monitoring stations, fortress worlds and imperial garrisons along the way, making it very difficult to attack.

Abaddon finally came to his senses. He seemed a bit stubborn for insisting on attacking one area thirteen times in a row.

He wanted to try a different approach, to launch a more covert and rapid attack on the empire.

In the past, the Black Legion had no way to do this, but now they have Blackstone technology.

The huge Chaos army under his command can use the new Blackstone Omen Ark to break through the Chaos space of the Great Rift at a faster rate.

Directly reach the heart of each star region of the empire.

"My Lord Warmaster, this will be an expedition that goes down in history. It will deal a devastating blow to the Empire. The galaxy will wail at your feet."

The Hateful Sergeant Valikar Hein waved his ugly mechanical tentacles, appearing extremely excited.

He could clearly see the prospects of this black expedition.

"Yes, we will win, and we will always win, every battle. The Empire cannot stop the Black Legion..."

Abaddon's eyes were full of wisdom.

He had already realized that there was no need for him to occupy the relevant areas like before.

Just destruction is enough.

The Blackstone Ark of Omen can use its advantages in route and speed to cause great damage to the civilized world of the Empire with destructive weapons.

It was a kind of guerrilla tactic, bypassing the enemy's fortress worlds to strike at one galaxy after another, plundering its most core resources.

War feeds war.

Doesn't the Savior want to implement reforms, construction and unite forces in the empire?
The Black Legion attacked and set fire everywhere, while summoning more Chaos forces to expand the scope of guerrilla tactics.

It makes them overwhelmed and exhausted.

"Everyone, this is a long and glorious expedition. After seeing the achievements of the Black Legion, the beings of Chaos will be eager to join..."

Abaddon looked out over the busy foundry area in the distance.

The terrifying void beasts inlaid with black stone one after another - the Ark of Omen - made his heart more and more heated:

"After the Savior takes over, the empire will face more wars and destruction. He can only watch it all happen and can do nothing about it!"

That is the inevitable result.

Destruction is always easier than construction. Under the attack of the Blackrock Omen Ark Fleet, the empire will continue to bleed.

Even if the Emperor were to resurrect, it would be difficult to reverse this outcome, especially after all the Chaos forces united.

When the empire is weak enough, he will be able to go to Holy Terra openly and firmly occupy the heart of the empire.

And the Comoros webway.

The Webway City that the Savior painstakingly built would also become the sweetest achievement of his Chaos Warmaster.

"It's almost there, it's almost there. The Blackstone Ark of Omen will be able to set off for the fifteenth Black Crusade within half a Terran year at most."

Abaddon muttered.

Half a year was a fleeting time for Chaos, but he still felt it was a bit long.

The Chaos Warmaster longed for a true victory, longed to see the angry and helpless look of his savior.

"Perhaps, I can contact some trusted allies now."

he thought so.

hum~
As Abaddon's thoughts flashed through his mind, a crack formed by witchcraft energy appeared in front of him.

It was an invitation, and he accepted it. Then the red figure gradually became clear, and the half-body shadow of the Red Pirate Lord, the Black-hearted King Huron, appeared.

"The allies are coming..."

Abaddon thought subconsciously, a smile appearing on his face.

The Red Corsair Warband is one of the most powerful forces in the Chaos Space Marine faction besides the Black Legion.

But before he could say anything, the other party spoke first, which was very disrespectful.

"Abaddon, you look good."

Huron's face was gloomy, and his tone was somewhat sarcastic: "It seems that you have recovered somewhat from the recent plundering. You deserve congratulations."

"What's the matter?" Upon hearing this, Abaddon also restrained his smile.

"Your army plundered my territory. Perhaps this matter should be explained. It must be explained."

"Huron, are you questioning me?"

Abaddon snorted coldly and did not make a direct response, or that was the response.

The Chaos Warmaster never explains his reasons to anyone, even when the Black Legion plunders the territory of the Red Corsairs.

He knew that the Black Legion had become somewhat unscrupulous in recent times for the sake of resources.

But it’s already been robbed. Does that mean the Chaos Warmaster should apologize to the Blackheart King?

"Didn't you hear clearly? My territory was plundered by the Black Legion. Can I still tolerate this silently?!"

Huron was a little angry.

"I will give you compensation, an unimaginable opportunity."

Abaddon tried to be friendly: "The Red Corsairs were able to participate in the Fifteenth Black Crusade organized by the Black Legion, an unprecedented plunder.

Occupy a very good position among them and get priority in dividing the spoils.

The spoils you gain will more than make up for any losses, while also providing a huge profit.”

He stared at the Blackheart King, his momentum growing stronger and stronger: "Huron, you don't want to miss this opportunity."

That is both a way of winning over and a threat.

Abaddon thought that was a good compensation and the attitude was friendly enough, and the Red Corsairs were not in a position to bargain with the Black Legion.

This is his usual tactic, combining kindness with severity.

"I... will think about this matter and give you a reply after I have considered it clearly."

Under the intimidation of the Chaos Warmaster, Huron nodded and softened his attitude a lot.

He didn't seem to want to be hostile.

"Hahahaha, you're always welcome to join me."

Abaddon acted like a king, and he believed that the Lord of the Red Corsairs would make the right choice.

Rather than bringing disgrace upon yourself.

Huron said nothing more, bowed slightly, and ended the call.

Abaddon was in a very good mood because of this long-distance communication.

With the addition of the Red Pirates, this Black Expedition will be able to achieve even more fruitful results.

However, his good mood did not last for a few days before it was broken by a message from Galaxy.

According to the adjutant's report, a fleet of the Black Legion was plundered on its way back and lost a large amount of precious black stone.

"How arrogant?!"

Abaddon was furious. It had been a long time since anyone dared to plunder his fleet, especially near the Eye of Terror.

That is simply a naked provocation!

But when he heard the adjutant say the name of the robber, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it:
"Tell me again, who robbed us?"

The adjutant swallowed and said, "Master Warmaster, that Chaos fleet claimed to be following the orders of the Great Plunderer and plundered us."

???

"The Great Predator?"

Abaddon was confused for a moment, I robbed myself, how is that possible?

He thought of the recent changes in the Galaxy and Huron's previous remarks, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

The fifteenth Black Crusade should go smoothly.
The Great Plunderer and Chaos Warmaster took a deep breath and looked at the Chaos Prophet who was wearing a black robe and holding a black wooden scepter:
"Moriana, I need your prophetic powers."

He sensed a hint of danger and hoped to use his psychic prophecy to predict possible enemies and take precautions.

However, before the prophecy came true, reports of more attacks reached the Black Legion's base in Savaggar, one round after another.

The Eye of Terror is surging.

……

not long ago.

Blackstone Fortress, in the outer area of ​​the Eye of Terror.

Inside the hall, Blackheart King Huron ended his communication with Abaddon and turned to look at the high-ranking Chaos Warriors under his command:
"You all saw that Abaddon was so arrogant that he didn't take us seriously at all, even though he plundered our territory and killed our people.

Even treating the Red Pirates' participation in the war as a kind of charity, can you tolerate it?"

Upon hearing this, the high-ranking Chaos Warriors' eyes were filled with anger. Abaddon's attitude was an unbearable humiliation to them.

"I can't tolerate that guy humiliating the Red Pirates like that. It's simply unforgivable!"

Huron's language became more and more inflammatory: "We must fight back and make the Black Legion pay the price. The Red Pirates have never been plundered or cowardly people who can be bullied!"

In fact, the Red Pirate Lord also knew that there was something fishy about the looting of his territory, and he was deliberately guiding the topic when communicating with Abaddon.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

He just needed a reason to go to war.

Huron no longer concealed his ambition. He had always wanted to find an opportunity to replace the Chaos Warmaster and become the new legend of the Eye of Terror.

Such opportunities are fleeting.

Now that the Black Legion has new technology and war weapons, it is recovering rapidly. If we cannot get them before it rises again, we must first understand what is happening.

Then he will completely lose this opportunity.

The Eye of Terror is like this. Chaos forces are wary of each other, attacking and plundering each other. No one wants to be under someone else for long. The rise of any force will face many blows, and once a weakness is exposed, it may be attacked by everyone.

The Blackhearted King Huron noticed the changes in the galaxy and thought he had seized a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that he must not miss.

He looked at the high-ranking Chaos Warriors under his command:

"Many armies in the galaxy are entering the Eye of Terror. The Black Legion will soon reveal its fatal weakness, and the Red Corsairs will reap the rich fruits.

Grow and develop. "

The Red Corsair Lord was confident that he could do better than his opponent after Abaddon's fall and form a more powerful Chaos Legion.

That was a predictable outcome.

It took Abaddon nearly ten thousand years to restore the Black Legion to the original level of the Sons of Horus, but Huron only took three or four hundred years to do it.

However, the Chaos forces were more obedient to that guy and were willing to gather and fight under his orders.

Now, it’s time for the Black-Hearted King to get all of this.

“This alone is not enough to quickly break through Savaghar’s defenses. We need more helpers to participate in this plunder.

This way, we can plunder their treasure houses and war weapons before the Black Legion calls back troops from other war zones!"

Huron pondered.

Any large-scale military mobilization would be difficult, and in order to avoid being detected by the Black Legion, he only mobilized the elite troops that the Red Pirates could muster.

To launch a surprise attack.

But a force of this size is not enough to quickly break through the dense defense system of the Black Legion’s garrison.

More troops are needed.

The Red Pirate Lord made corresponding arrangements.

Soon, under the cover of Blackstone Fortress, the elite fleet of the Red Pirates slowly approached the Savagar area.

Waiting for the right time.

……

"Hey, can't your engineering department be more frugal? Why do you need so much black stone?"

Inside the office of the Sanctuary of the Savior.

Ron frowned and stared at the sweaty engineering official. He knocked on the table in dissatisfaction:

"This is a major mistake. You should have made corresponding plans before construction, instead of coming to me for it at the last minute!"

The officials of the Engineering Department lowered their heads and endured the criticism in silence, not daring to give any reasons or excuses.

He knew that this would lead to more criticism and he might even have to attend a self-review meeting.

It was an unexpected engineering error. The sacred energy released by the Black Throne caused the Webway Veil to change, and they needed more Blackstone to stabilize it.

This error was not pointed out until the construction of the first hub port core.

There is no way. This is the first time that the engineering department has built such a hub. Those hidden changes cannot be simulated in the data, which leads to the current problems.

Ron did not blame the people in the engineering department too much. The data had been verified by the Great Sage of Black Machinery and the Goddess of Machinery, and they had not discovered this new change.

It's a force majeure factor.

However, this created a new resource gap, completely disrupting the original construction progress of Dawn City, and necessitated the temporary collection of more blackstone.

But how can I get so many black stones temporarily? I can't just rob the Alert Star War Zone, right?

He had been eyeing it for a long time.

But the situation there is in a mess, and it would require an extremely large army to have a chance of occupying it, and it would also have to be able to withstand the fierce attacks from many forces.

After all, any force that might occupy the alert star might be subject to a joint attack by all other forces.

This is why the Black Legion, including the Human Empire, has not been able to take over there.

I can only figure it out slowly.

Even if he could withstand the combined loyalty of so many forces and races, not to mention that such a troop mobilization might leave Dawn City and the Savior Territory empty.

It is unknown how long it will take to defeat him; it will take too much time.

Just when Ron was in trouble.

He suddenly received a message and smiled in surprise:

"Fuck, Abaddon got so many Black Stones, and he was suspected of being attacked by a joint attack?"

It was expected that the guy would be attacked, after all, he had attracted a lot of hatred from the other party.

But he didn't expect that the other party had secretly obtained so many black stones from the Alert Star.

And the source of the information is... the Red Pirate?

Although the message sent by the Red Pirates had been transferred and disguised several times, the Mechanical Goddess still analyzed the source of the information.

Ron pondered the reason why the Red Pirate did this: "The Black-Hearted King is worried that he can't handle it, so he wants me to get involved?"

He was more wary of King Huron the Black than Abaddon. After all, this guy was smarter and more resourceful, and even managed to manipulate the Ultimate Primarch Guilliman into his own hands at one point.

One has to be on guard to avoid a disaster.

If this is a trap, then it's troublesome, and I'm afraid there will be more dangers.

That was indeed one of the arrangements made by the Red Corsair Lord. In addition to sending messages to some hardcore allies, he also notified the Savior.

In today's galaxy, that person is the only one who can quickly mobilize an army to participate in the plunder.

Due to the short time, the Savior can not mobilize too many troops.

This would allow the Red Corsairs to maintain their advantage, and perhaps even siege and destroy the Savior's forces after the raid, gaining more victories and prestige.

"Never mind, let's go take a look first!"

Ron slammed the table and issued a call for action: "Gather all resource-gathering forces in Dawn City and head to the Eye of Terror via the nearest webway and subspace routes!"

In the past, he might have hesitated.

Because it is not easy to gather so many troops, it may cause the relevant areas to become empty.

But in order to carry out this resource plundering plan, the armed forces under his command prepared for a long time and adjusted the defense systems of all defense zones.

The impact was minimized.

Moreover, the plundering armed forces are ready. The main force has just returned to Dawn City and can set off at any time.

This is a golden opportunity from heaven. Lao Dun finally recovered and started to drop gold coins, and there are so many black stones that Dawn City needs.

How could I miss it?
He had fleeced the black army so many times that he subconsciously regarded the things in the Black Legion's treasure house as his own.

How sad would it be if I missed it?
It's worth the risk.

"Speaking of which, Abaddon has so many black stones. I'm afraid he is planning something big..."

Ron thought about it and felt somewhat fortunate: "I just defended him casually, but I didn't expect to gain such a reward.

This is incredible luck!"

He didn't know whether he was lucky or Lao Dun was unlucky, but considering his previous fourteen consecutive failed black expeditions.

That guy probably has very bad luck, and is doomed to be treacherous.

Because this operation was very important, Ron decided to personally take part in the command.

What's more, without the Primarch in charge, it would be difficult to deal with the Chaos Warmaster, the Red Corsair Lord and more Chaos beings.

After Ron entered the armory and equipped himself with dark gold armor, the White Scars Primarch also received the message and rushed over.

Go out with him.

"Brother Ron!"

Just as the two Primarch brothers walked out of the sanctuary and prepared to go to the port, the Ultimate Primarch also arrived fully armed.

He obviously wanted to take part in this battle and fight alongside his brothers.

"Old Ji..."

Roan took a deep breath and patted Guilliman on the shoulder: "The defense of Dawn City is of vital importance. We need a Primarch to take charge. You stay."

He looked at the Ultimate Primarch with anticipation, as if entrusting him with an important task.

The Khan also nodded, seeming a little disgusted: "That's right, the two of us are enough, you stay here to guard against any sneak attacks by the enemy."

In fact, Dawn City is filled with the Redemption Legion, the Ultramarines Legion, the White Scars Legion, the main force of the Empire, and the Emperor.

There is a high probability that there will be no problems.

However, Roan chose to let Guilliman stay.

Just kidding, this expedition is a surprise raid and plundering operation, which requires speed and quick arrival.

If this guy Lao Ji was on the boat, the operation would definitely fail. For metaphysical reasons, it would be better for him not to participate.

To avoid encountering a series of accidents on the road, such as subspace turbulence, ambushes, sneak attacks, and ship engine failure.

"Then I'll stay."

Upon hearing this, Guilliman smiled and nodded, agreeing to stay and garrison Dawn City.

He just looked in the direction where Ron and Khan left.

The whole person feels a bit lonely.

Those two primarch brothers went on the expedition without taking me with them. Wasn't this also a deliberate alienation?

Soon, the large fleet led by Ron left the port, entered the webway and disappeared.
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The Eye of Fear.

Dream, bridge.

After Ron ordered the fleet to speed at full speed, he looked at the chaotic space energy outside the porthole with a frown:
"Lao Dun, you have to hold on, I'll be there soon!"

Based on the latest information.

Savaggar, the Black Legion's base, has become a mess.

The Chaos Warmaster was being attacked by Chaos warbands, Greenskins, Necrons, Eldar, Beastmen, and the Tyranid tentacle fleet that came from nowhere.

There was also the shadow of the Chaos Demonic Tide, and the chaotic situation was beyond everyone's expectations.

This wave of hatred seems to have gone too far, and it is so tragic that it can be described as a dream-shattering level.

He just hoped that Abaddon could hold on a little longer, at least until he arrived:
"Those are all... my black stones!"

(End of this chapter)