Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 116: Primarch's Will
"one……"

Kiel's question came too suddenly, so Yochula couldn't give an immediate answer.

After thinking it over for a while, Yochula said under Kiel's expectant gaze: "He is quite contradictory."

"He would categorize people and there were clear, distinct lines in his eyes."

"Friends, comrades, his own people, neutrals, fence-sitters, enemies... He treats these types of people in different ways."

"He will treat his friends, comrades, and his own people with the most tolerant and kind attitude. He will treat neutrals, fence-sitters, and even dissidents with kindness and generosity."

"But the treatment of the enemy is truly horrific and cruel."

Yochura described Angron's character, and then thought of the two gladiators who had the greatest influence on Angron.

Oenomamos and Qinxia.

Angron learned from the former's kindness.

But what Angron learned more from Qin Xia was not only the knowledge that no one else could provide, but also the character.

Qin Xia treats most people very well and will lend a helping hand without hesitation when he sees someone in need, but when it comes to treating his enemies, he is like a different person.

"I think Qin Xia had a great influence on him in terms of personality."

Yochula expressed his opinion.

Kiel frowned slightly. "Qin Xia? Are you sure? This name is the name of a man I once fought alongside. That man was from another legion. I only had brief contact with him. They are a long way from here. How did they come to Nukeria?"

"It just so happens that they have the same name." Yochula shook his head. "You should have met the Qin Xia I'm talking about."

"Oh..." Kiel suddenly realized.

It turned out that the Qin Xia mentioned by the person in front of him was the person who came to the Fortitude with the Father of Genes and met with the legion soldiers.

Mentioning Qin Xia, Kiel subconsciously recalled that Qin Xia used psychic powers to remind himself and others when they met, so as to prevent the soldiers of the legion from leaving a bad impression on the Primarch when they first met.

If the Primarch was a person like Perturabo, Qin Xia's reminder would save several lives.

"How long have you been with the Primarch?" Kiel had already roughly figured out Angron's temperament and wanted to find out more.

"A long time ago." Yochula answered honestly, "When he first came to the arena, he seemed to be only a few years old, but he was already very big. We fought side by side, we fought our way out of the arena together, and we resisted the slave owners together..."

Although Kiel had already determined that most of the senior generals who could come here at this time had a close relationship with the Primarch, Kiel was still shocked when Yochura told him about his shared experience with the Primarch.

The legion commander put his feet together, raised his head and chest, and put his hand on his heart: "Salute to you! Warrior!"

Yochula was caught off guard and quickly responded with a similar courtesy.

"You haven't told him yet." Crest looked back at Yochura and Kiel, "Angron once fed us blood to replenish our strength."

"Oh yes, that's true." Yochula nodded.

The corners of Keel's mouth trembled a few times.

The company commander, flag bearer, and veteran figures in the legion who were standing solemnly at the side, all focused their eyes and attention on Yochula.

"Have you ever been so fortunate... to be fed blood by the Primarch?" asked Kiel.

"Yes, the situation was urgent." Yochula shrugged, "We didn't drink his blood on purpose, but we were hungry for a few days, and then we had to fight to get out of the arena, so we were very tired."

Kiel didn't hear a word of what Yochula said next.

The Space Marines present were all filled with jealousy and desire.

To grow up with the Primarch, to fight side by side with him, and even to be fed with superhuman blood by him... What an honor it is!

Feeding blood itself sounds a bit disrespectful to the Primarch, but the act of feeding is not important. The key lies in what is reflected behind this act.

The blood-like friendship, the care of the Primarch, and the honor of being recognized by the Primarch.

Imagine falling into trouble with the Primarch, suffering together, and then fighting your way out of trouble together, launching brutal revenge on the enemy, and gaining the Primarch's approval...

The Space Marines' blood boiled at the mere thought of it, and they couldn't wait to go to Nusaur to kill the Primarch's enemies.

boom--

boom--

The sound of footsteps that only a Primarch could make immediately brought Kiel back to the neat ranks of the Space Marine officers.

A few seconds later, Qin Xia and Angron stepped into the Triumphal Hall.

"We will launch a joint attack on Nusa," Angron said straight to the point.

"Yes!" everyone responded loudly.

But Angron did not immediately ask everyone to work with him on formulating strategies. Instead, he stood in front of everyone and reminded the Space Marines of what they needed to pay attention to in this war.

"My descendants, I have read your information and I know the past of the Legion."

When the Primarch said this, the hearts of all the Space Marines were lifted.

They didn't think anything of it when the Primarch went to the archives before, but after learning about the Primarch's temper from Yochura just now, they were all worried that the Legion's past would make the Primarch hate everyone.

"In this war, I will never allow you to kill friendly forces, even if they are defeated and fleeing, even if they are blocking your way... No!"

Kiel already had an idea in mind about what Angron was talking about.

When Kiel heard the things that he urgently needed to hear from Yochula, he immediately thought about what attitude the Legion should adopt when cooperating with those mortal infantry in the future.

Even if the Primarch didn't say anything at this time, the Legion would never treat the Nucerias the same way as before.

"There are no civilians on Nusa, but I ask that you not kill civilians in any battle from now on."

Angron paced the Triumphal Hall, his eyes fixed on the Space Marine officers present.

"I'm not a very nice person, saint."

“I also did something very cruel.”

"But a group of people who have endured suffering until now deserve to be rescued rather than slaughtered."

Angron stared at Kiel as he spoke.

Keel bowed his head.

"I know that some of the oppressed are hopeless, just like the people who oppressed them have a mental stamp on them, they miss their masters and hate the people who saved them. Or maybe it's because they have gained the oppressor's care, status or rewards through extreme obedience and cunning, so they miss the oppressor."

"But in any case, that's not a reason for you to just slaughter them indiscriminately along with most other normal people."

"I can see directly into a person's heart, but you don't have this ability, so what you have to do is to keep all those who look like civilians."

There were no civilians on Nu Saturn, but it was not just the battle on Nu Saturn that Angron was referring to now.

The Primarch's children accepted without hesitation and were ready to carry out the Primarch's will.

(End of this chapter)