Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 571 Lion King: I am a natural leader, submit to me!

Throne Palace, Great Hall.

Ron's consciousness returned to reality from the subspace, his brows furrowed.

"Brother, have you found Leon?"

Guilliman stepped forward to inquire, wanting to know the specific situation of the Lion King, worried that he would get bad news.

The Khan also looked over.

If the Empire loses another loyal Primarch, it will undoubtedly be a huge loss.

"Looking for it means finding it."

Ron met the gazes of the two Primarchs and said with some regret: “Leon should have woken up.

Unfortunately, I lost track of him before I could tell him about the Empire."

He could feel that the moment the Lion King woke up, the subspace fluctuated and the guy disappeared from his original place in some form.

Without a trace.

"He's still alive!"

Guilliman and Khan couldn't help but smile when they heard this.

After ten thousand years, they finally received news that another Primarch brother was still alive, which was undoubtedly a happy event.

But the savior's next words made them a little worried.

Everyone knows that if we lose contact with the Lion King, it will undoubtedly affect the subsequent plans of the Redemption Expedition.

Ron couldn't help but cast his eyes towards the throne high up: "If the Emperor can make a move again, maybe he can contact that guy."

Although his own little sun has become powerful, it does not yet have the ability to contact an entity across the star field.

Otherwise, I would have become an almost omniscient and omnipotent being like the Emperor.

Ron took a look at the sleeping emperor and the gray-robed old man on the throne, and gave up the idea of ​​using his psychic power to wake them up.

The old man's condition is not very stable now, and disturbing him rashly may lead to unknown consequences.

It’s better to be conservative.

"We will continue our expedition plan. Leon has already woken up. He should be able to sense the darkness hovering over the star field and stop it from spreading."

Ron said as he looked at Guilliman and Khan.

No matter what, the Lion King is the first Primarch and is considered the top among the Primarchs.

After he wakes up, he will certainly be able to use his huge prestige and leadership ability to reorganize a huge imperial army.

All they have to do is proceed step by step, and at most speed up a bit to penetrate the central core hub of the Hazy Star Domain as soon as possible.

"Leon can resist that darkness."

Guilliman nodded, his tone very firm.

He has always believed in the ability of the Lion King, who is also one of the most organized and capable leaders among the Primarchs.

On par with myself.

Of course, the leadership ability of the sixteenth Primarch among them, "Moon Shadow of the Gray Wolf" and Warmaster Horus, is also very strong.

But he had been expelled from the Primarch group and no longer belonged to the Empire, so naturally he could not be counted.

As for the Primarch of Hope and the Savior...that brother has more resources, more troops, more talents, and a stronger Warp nature.

The others are slightly inferior.

The Ultimate Primarch did not think about it further, so as not to affect his mentality.

hum~
The communicators of several Primarchs began to ring one after another.

Ron glanced down at the communication information and smiled:
"The Military Affairs Department just sent a message that the Redemption Expedition Fleet has been assembled and will be able to set sail the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"I really miss it. After thousands of years, the eagle of Chogoris can finally spread its wings again and join a grand expedition!"

"The empire's territory in the Hazy Star Region will be completely liberated."

Guilliman carefully read the military report attached to the communication and was quite looking forward to it.

Although the Indomitable Expedition Fleet he organized before was huge in scale, after being dispersed to various star fields, the overall number was still too small.

The best they could do was to open up passages to some key areas of the Empire, preventing the enemy from invading the light side and attacking Holy Terra, the heart of the Empire.

Simply put, the purpose of the Indomitable Crusade is to send the Empire to the ICU and prevent it from dying suddenly.

This redemption expedition is to give the empire comprehensive treatment and restore its vitality.

The Hazy Star Field is only the first phase of the plan, which will be extended to all star fields in the empire in the future, and all war-torn areas will be conquered at all costs.

Such as the Silent Dead Zone that occupies a vast territory, the super-scale empire of the greenskins, and the land where the Tyranids are rampant.

"Must win!"

The three Primarchs put their hands together, and behind them was the light emanating from the throne.

Make their figures shine.

After the Great Crusade, the loyal Primarchs of the Empire gathered again and launched a new expedition.

"I have an idea."

Ron glanced at the figure on the throne, a little furtively:

"The Emperor still has a lot of wine in his collection. Let's have a good drink here."

He had previously obtained a lot of top-quality wines for the Emperor, and those wines were stored in the storage area inside the Black Throne. The Great Sage Black Machinery had created too many functional areas for the throne.

More importantly, the wine stored in the Black Throne has been blessed by the Holy Light at close range and is extremely delicious.

Anyway, the emperor probably won’t have much chance to drink again, so it’s better for you guys to do it for him.

“Good advice!”

The words of the savior made the two primarchs very excited and even felt a little thrilled.

After all, they had never thought of offending their father in this way, and it was always exciting for men to do adventurous things together.

These three guys did what they said. They sneaked onto the throne, stole all the wine in the storage device, and drank it all at once.

They finished their drinks and quickly slipped out of the throne palace and headed for the assembly hub at the skyport.

In the airspace above, the empire’s fleet blocked out the sky and was extremely powerful.

A grand, morale-boosting celebration took place.

Then, amidst the flames of fireworks, this huge fleet set sail and headed for the Hazy Star Region through the Webway.

"Where's my drink?"

After an unknown amount of time, a curse with spiritual energy was heard from the quiet throne room...
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Hazy star field, edge.

In the air, a bright white halo stretches across, sparkling under the illumination of the red giant star.

It was a large-scale ice crystal meteorite belt, like a natural barrier, enough to block most space objects or fleets.

Even for the Zerg Fleet, it is not so easy to pass through.

However, a black shadow pressed over, obscuring the light of the red giant and making it dim.

Immediately afterwards, an even brighter light burst out from that area.

Boom boom boom——

The overwhelming macro cannons and laser beams bombarded all the meteorite crystals in the airspace in front, destroying the large meteorites.

Afterwards, the huge fleet rolled straight past, like an icebreaker in space.

They were so arrogant that they violently crushed the natural dangers of this space regardless of the cost.

Dream, observation dome.

Emmm...

Guilliman looked at the scene before him and fell silent.

He had just introduced the dangers of this natural barrier and suggested taking a detour, and then the fleet sailed past without hesitation.

Crushing forward at the fastest speed, with a very rough style.

"Brother... this is such a waste of ammunition, and it's also very dangerous.

The surface of those meteorites is extremely hard, and they are likely to damage the armor of the ship ahead."

Guilliman paused, then opened his mouth to try to save his dignity.

Ron sank into the lazy sofa in front of the observation dome, without any of the mighty and domineering spirit he had when he went to battle.

In private, he does whatever he feels comfortable with.

He took a sip of iced Cola and handed another can to his good brother:
"Oh, no problem. The ships at the head of the fleet are all equipped with relic-level heavy armor. Not to mention such a small meteorite, even a collision with the enemy's warships will not blow them up.

As for the issue of wasting ammunition, I have to criticize you."

Ron's eyes turned serious: "We can't save on everything, otherwise there will be problems. The empire's ammunition is manufactured to be used. What's the point of just storing it in the warehouse?
What's more, our weapons warehouses are almost full of newly-made ammunition. If we don't fire them out, they will expire!"

The words of the savior almost choked Guilliman to death.

What does expired mean?
The empire has been poor for so long that there has never been a case of ammunition expiring.

Even if the stock is from centuries ago or even longer, it is good stuff if it can still be exploded.

As long as it doesn't blow up on the battleship.

But the Savior Territory is different.

Due to the previous leapfrog expansion of the Forge World, the production capacity of weapons and ammunition had long been in excess, but the losses were even greater after the production equipment stopped.

Just keep producing it continuously.

Therefore, there are new regulations in the arsenal of the Savior Territory, which is that the age of all stockpiled ammunition cannot exceed thirty years and must be released when it expires.

Whether it is sold, used in war, or directly taken out for target practice.

Therefore, the following scene can often be seen in the Savior's Territory: a certain unit or fleet receives an emergency order and goes to the armory to dispose of expired ammunition.

The main way to deal with it is to take it out for target practice.

The commanders who received the orders and their troops were always miserable because there was so much ammunition that they vomited.

Some soldiers had to throw more than ten boxes of grenades in a row until their shoulders were dislocated.

The Space Marines destroyed one bolter after another, and the muzzle fire never stopped.

Some warships even had records of firing hundreds of rounds of ammunition continuously, and crew members and commanders at all levels on the ship were dizzy due to the severe shock.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for them to get used to it. However, due to the high-intensity target practice, the shooting movements of troops at all levels have become instinctive, which is equivalent to using a large amount of ammunition to feed their moves and improve their combat capabilities.

It's also a good thing.

In short, as the savior, I came to the Misty Star Region just to give away money.

The goal is to destroy any enemy of the empire with the most intense artillery fire, and then use sufficient supplies to feed the suffering people of the empire.

"Old Ji, you have to work hard to adapt to the style of the new empire. You can't always be as stingy as before."

Roan looked at Guilliman and said earnestly, "I have prepared several hundred warehouses of stock for you this time. You should try to get them all at once before the next supply arrives!"

Today, the main focus of the New Empire's logistical supplies is sufficient excess, and the fleet is followed by a large number of logistical fleets and maintenance platforms.

I don't worry about running out of ammunition, I just worry that you won't be able to finish the battle.

It's not just weapons and ammunition, the same goes for various other types of supplies. The number of transport fleets is about ten times that of combat fleets.

They also have basic combat capabilities.

Just don't get involved in the fight.

"I...I'll try my best."

Guilliman swallowed, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

But for a commander, having sufficient supply of ammunition is undoubtedly the most wonderful thing in war.

This Ultimate Primarch was used to being frugal, and even when commanding a fleet he would not hesitate to control a certain gun in order to save ammunition.

Allow the expedition fleet to last longer under difficult circumstances.

It can be said that he was in a state of panic and misery.

Guilliman seemed to recall the difficulties he had experienced before, and a barely perceptible tear flashed in his eyes.

Now I'm suddenly asked to fight such a rich battle, and I feel a little uncomfortable!
After discussing the situation in the Hazy Star Region and the details of logistical supply with the Savior, he teleported back to his flagship, the Glory of Macragge.

In this Redemption Expedition, after arriving in the Nebulous Star Region, the three Primarchs will fight on three fronts separately, and then gather in the next hub area to rest.

Repeat this tactical cycle until the entire Hazy Star Region is liberated.

Now, the White Scars Primarch is advancing into the Nebulous Segmentum from another route, and soon the Ultimate Primarch will separate from the Saviors and head for his own line.

Not long after, the joint fleet broke through the ice crystal meteorite belt and officially arrived at the hazy star field.

The fleet was divided into two, each moving forward separately.

"Tsk, it's really boring to just rush on the road. I don't know where Leon went..."

Ron lay on the lazy sofa, changed his posture, and looked at the boundless starry sky outside.

He was not like Lao Ji or Lao Khan, who needed to command the fleet personally. He could not do such professional things, and it was a bit tiring.

So when there is no important ground or boarding battle.

As the savior and emperor of the empire, the most he could do was to browse the psychic network and read the military newspapers. There was basically nothing else he could do.

"Well, we finally encountered a planet?"

Ron saw the latest military newspaper and stood up excitedly.

It was a green, civilized planet called "Kamas", which was almost lightly industrialized.

According to the fleet's detection.

This civilization was invaded by Chaos and built a large Chaos Castle, while the natives of the planet basically fled and hid deep in the jungle.

Since the planet has little orbital defense, it is of no use to the Redemption Expedition Fleet.

Ron was very excited and participated in directing the bombing against the chaotic forces on the surface of the planet.

It's simply devastating.

The Redemption Expedition Fleet didn't get very close to the planet, and the Dream alone was enough to destroy the Chaos forces' pitiful orbital defenses.

Then there was a barrage of artillery fire, with nearly a thousand ship-borne heavy artillery bombarding at high speed.

The Dream's main gun destroyed the enemy's main Chaos Castle with one strike, and then dropped a nearly 100-meter-high Statue of the Savior into the huge crater left behind.

Those chaotic enemies were destroyed before they could even react to what was happening.

Not only that, Ron also dropped a batch of weapons into the jungle to arm the people in the jungle.

After doing all this.

The Dream returned to the Redemption Expedition Fleet and sailed away, like a passing giant urinating on an annoying ant nest.

Bringing it to its end.

The Redemption Expedition Fleet has more important assault missions to perform and has no time to stay.

The rescue fleet will arrive here in a week at most to deal with the remaining chaos pollution on the planet and restore it.
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Not long ago, the forest.

Giant trees stood tall, blocking out all sunlight, and the ground was covered with messy bushes.

A stream runs through, with gurgling water.

"I...seemed to have had a long dream."

Lion King Leon wakes up.

He looked at his aging self on the water and the black armor with green dots on his body, feeling a little dazed.

The Primarch no longer remembered what happened in the dream, nor did he remember who he was or why he was here.

He got up and walked along the stream and the vague calling.

Afterwards, the stream gradually widened and merged into a small river.

On the other side of the river is an unknown ancient castle standing proudly, as if it has been there forever.

In the middle of the river, there was a small boat floating.

Sitting in the boat was an old fisherman with sunken cheeks and skinny limbs. He looked much older than him. Time had given his face black stripes and he wore a tattered crown on his head.

The lion king tried hard to look, but couldn't see the other person clearly.

He tried to call the old man: "Nice to meet you, where is this place?"

However, the old man seemed not to hear it and ignored it. There was some kind of hovering shadow under the boat, which seemed to be coveting something.

The lion king didn't like being ignored, so he stepped into the river to see what was going on.

However, before he had gone far, he smelled the smell of blood and corruption, and heard an urgent call from behind.

"Danger, come back to shore!"

The lion king turned his head and saw a small creature wearing a dark green robe.

That's the Darkwatcher, some kind of alien creature.

Although it was the first time he saw the small creature, this thought popped into his mind, as if he was familiar with everything about the other party.

The lion king also sensed the danger and returned to the shore.

"That is not your path."

The Dark Watcher pointed to the river and waved his hand to remind him. Then he pointed to another tree-lined path and said, "Go here and follow your intuition."

After that, the Lion King walked onto the tree-lined path.

But instead of following the little man's advice, he smelled a strong, corrupt odor.

That's the smell of prey.

Not long after walking, the Lion King heard the old man's angry curse coming from the other side of the river.

But he wasn't going to turn back.

The lion king walked faster and faster, and after passing through a patch of light along the tree-lined path, he arrived at the jungle.

He adapted to the jungle environment, as if he naturally belonged to it, and he got closer and closer to his prey.

Roar--

Tall, dangerous, scaly predators with a rancid smell roared as they surrounded a few unkempt, ragged humans.

The Lion King subconsciously took off the helmet from his waist and put it on, then turned on the electronic eyepiece and various information appeared.

Including outside temperature, humidity, atmospheric composition, infrared, thermal imaging, etc.

It automatically locks onto threatening predators or prey.

"die!"

The warrior with a tall and mighty figure also roared, and launched himself out like a sharp sword, knocking the two-ton predator away with just one strike.

It crashed into a huge tree, breaking its spine and unable to stand up again.

Then he delivered a powerful elbow strike, crushing the skull of another ugly, horny predator, sending its brains splattering.

His attack was so fierce, like an angry beast.

By the time the lion stopped, the predators that were powerful enough to destroy heavy armor had already fallen dead, leaving no possibility of survival.

He dropped the poisonous scorpion tail he had just plucked off and asked:

"What is this place?"

The ragged natives were trembling with fear as they looked at the three-meter-tall giant who suddenly appeared and was as powerful as a god.

They half opened their mouths and were speechless, unable to say anything for a long time.

The lion king realized that these humans didn't know anything, so he stopped asking and threw the blood-stained helmet to them.

"Clean your helmet and follow me."

He was used to giving orders and being a leader, and these people were his new followers.

There is no room for rebuttal, only submission.

Afterwards, the Lion King rescued some ignorant refugees along the way, and took them through the difficult jungle survival and survival, promising to save them.

That's what a leader does.

Finally, he arrived at a gathering of jungle tribes and realized that there were more dangerous unknown enemies on the planet.

And be prepared to deal with them.

With his incomparable power and leadership qualities, the lion king became the leader of the tribe without any obstacles.

He sat on a wooden throne and learned the name of this world from an elder who could speak the imperial language.

It's called Kamaz.

(End of this chapter)