Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 111 Argument
"Don't say those big words!"

Angron parried the Emperor's blow and threw himself at him, but missed and was instead restrained by the Emperor's arm.

Qin Xia was not surprised that the battle between the two had reached this point.

If the Emperor wished, he could use his psychic powers to destroy every planet in the entire Nuceria system and kill everyone in it.

When Qin Xia tried to help Angron, the Emperor used his own psychic powers to isolate Qin Xia's psychic powers, creating an environment that could not be disturbed.

"I know what will happen when you come here!" Angron glared at the Emperor. "I will be taken away, whether I like it or not! Then this planet called Nuceria will be taken over by people who are almost as cruel as slave masters. Everything I have done on this planet will become a thing of the past. Eventually this planet and everything on it will be exploited by you and thrown into the war called the Great Crusade!"

Hearing this, the Emperor looked towards Qin Xia in the audience, then retracted his gaze and looked down at the Primarch: "Did he tell you that?"

“Did I say it wrong?” Angron asked angrily.

"Yes," the Emperor admitted.

This extremely frank admission was beyond Angron's expectations, so when he heard this answer, he was stunned.

"Didn't you make a similar decision?" the Emperor asked. "When you ruled the fortress with that man, you tricked a group of people who you sensed were brewing danger and sent them to die. Then you and your gladiator brothers stood in the distance and watched those people being devoured by worms."

"Then you go back and confront those who are willing to accept your rule, and tell them that those people all died, dying in the stomachs of worms while looking for water."

"You took advantage of their trust in you and nipped a crisis in the bud."

When the Emperor spoke of this past event in such detail, Angron, who was restrained by him, gradually stopped struggling and fell into deep thought.

The Primarch still recalls that incident from time to time and thinks about it carefully.

Looking back from today's perspective, Angron felt that he had handled that matter too roughly.

With his experience and intelligence, his energy and patience, he could deal with those who were loyal to the slave owners for some reason and were ready to create a crisis before the rebels gained a foothold in the fortress territory, and he could fight them without physically eliminating them.

When they are brewing a crisis and are about to implement it, use appropriate and precise methods to expose their crisis, defeat them, make them admit defeat with conviction, and then continue to persuade them with patience and perseverance.

Or find those people who are not so extreme and just hate the gladiators' act of freeing slaves, talk to them with your talents and sincere words, build their sympathy, and then change them through some things, and then let them prove that they have been changed.

Otherwise, they can expose themselves through some clever designs, allowing others to see their evil and stand up to criticize them.

Looking back from a later perspective, those people...really didn't have to die.

But every time Angron thought about this from the perspective of hindsight, his thoughts would eventually lead to a question - the idea was good, but could he really do it as he thought at the time?

Then Angron would think about it some more, and finally admit reluctantly that it was impossible.

At that time, he had no experience in management and strategy, and was a blank slate in these two areas, unlike now, when he has accumulated a lot of experience through years of practice and summary. The result of forcibly dealing with those who are brewing crises is most likely to backfire.

At that time, he didn't even know that those people were rescued from slaves, but they hated the gladiators for rescuing slaves, which was completely incomprehensible. But now he has seen more and understood more, and knows that those people are very favored by the slave owners. Whether they are lackeys or rely on their beauty, intelligence, or other qualities that can be trusted and reused by the slave owners, they have obtained a status and treatment far beyond the situation of other slaves. If all the slaves become free people, what they fought so hard for will disappear in an instant.

As for using some strategies to let people identify those who are brewing crises and even accuse them, it seems extremely easy now, but it was not feasible at the time. Those people had just been rescued and were still in shock. The trust relationship between them and the rebels had not yet been established and completely consolidated.

Even so, there is a way to deal with them other than letting them die, that is to spend time and energy... But at that time, all the rebels had ten thousand things to do. Those former slaves who became free people even needed to be taught and adapted to how to live and arrange their time without slave owners...

"Be thankful that the sensibility you inherited from me didn't turn you into a cowardly fool, or a lackey who wouldn't dare to do anything without someone to teach you how to make decisions for you."

As if sensing the struggle in Angron's mind, the Emperor said, "If you had chosen to sit back and watch the crisis unfold, watching those who dared not to attack you and your brothers and sisters, but only to create panic among the civilians, kill the freed people you liberated, and use the panic that spread throughout the city to destroy the order you brought..."

"If you did that, you wouldn't be able to see me now. I would leave you in this place called Nukeria as if you didn't exist, just like your other two brothers. Because you are so cowardly that you don't even dare to formulate and use the most basic and inferior solution, you are worthless."

Angron looked up suddenly.

His eyes seemed to be asking the emperor: Why do you know so clearly? !
The emperor did not explain, but continued to speak his mind.

"The same is true for the Great Crusade. The goal of this war is not my ultimate goal. My enemy has only given me a very short time. I don't have time to manage it in a meticulous and gentle manner. I can only use the shortest possible time to turn a planet into a part of a war machine."

"If it were you, would you make such a decision in the end: using slow, meticulous, gentle, and proper means... and spending the limited time that already exists to allow a planet to provide material resources and manpower for dozens or hundreds of years, until time runs out and 99% of the people die in a catastrophe that affects the entire galaxy? Would you do that?"

At this point, the Emperor released Angron and continued, "You will not. You will only make the same decision as I did in pain, because fortunately the man you regard as your father did not raise you to be a useless person, a useless person who shrinks back because he can feel the pain of his enemies."

Angron stood up from the red sand and did not attack the Emperor again, but he definitely did not look convinced.

Qin Xia knew that Angron was caught up in a kind of mental exhaustion that emotionally rich people could easily fall into.

Just like Angron's contradictory mentality when he chose to use a method to bury those who were brewing crises in the mouth of worms.

Mental exhaustion. Angron had tried to escape from this problem, but he could not escape from it as long as his talent remained.

Listening to the conversation in the arena and watching this scene, Qin Xia suddenly recalled an incident that happened in the World Devourers Legion under the normal timeline.

Angron, who was driven into a rage, slaughtered the Legionnaires who refused to carry out the order to kill them with 11 blows, and then the Librarians joined forces to subdue him, and one of the Librarians named Tethys entered Angron's head to explore the Primarch's past.

Tethys knew immediately what his Primarch's character was like when he wasn't hammering nails.

A Primarch, a superhuman demigod who could kill an army in an instant, was eating the leftovers of other gladiators and picking out the leftover weapons from the armory before fighting.

This was certainly not because the gladiators bullied Angron, nor was it because Angron could not compete with them.

Among the Primarchs, Angron was weak on an emotional level due to his gifts.

But fortunately, at least Angron now knows what is right, and fortunately his talent has not made him a useless person who finds it painful to make any decision and just gives up.

"My energy is limited, so I need you, you and your brothers." The Emperor stared at Angron and said seriously, "You join my cause and share my difficulties. Then you can do things according to your own rules. You can lead your legions and fleets to carry out meticulous and humane management after retaking the planets, as long as you are capable enough."

"You can also choose to turn a blind eye to those cruel things and just bring your hometown called Nuceria to the rule you think is reasonable."

"But you must not refuse to join the Great Crusade, a cause that concerns the fate of the human race."

The Emperor held out his hand.

“Nuceria must not be taken over by your ruling machine,” Angron demanded. “At least not by simply replacing slave masters.”

"The Nuceria system and the first one hundred system you will conquer will all be exempt from special taxation." The Emperor had been thinking carefully about the preferential treatment regulations from the beginning. "The Empire will not take a single cent of tax from you. If you do not allow it, the Imperial bureaucrats cannot interfere with Nuceria."

After receiving the promise, Angron nodded, but did not shake the Emperor's hand.

"I have seen my offspring." The Emperor looked up at the fleet outside orbit. "You should also go and see your offspring."

(End of this chapter)