Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 427 Commander Theory

"That's a good point. But so what?"

Malcador asked with a smile.

“So what? You weren’t listening to me at all,” Angron asked.

Malcador motioned for Angron to sit down first.

After the Primarch took his seat, Malcador sat on a chair opposite the desk. "There are some things that your Creator and I have considered. There is no need to explain anything to you, but since you are not a reasonable person at heart, so..."

Angron listened in silence.

"You are not the best fighter among the Primarchs, whether leading troops or fighting alone."

"Perhaps in terms of individual combat capability, there are only one or two Primarchs who are better than you, but in terms of the most important thing, leading troops in battle, there are more than you can count on one hand."

"And you said that you are not the best at management. Indeed, even if you want to build a country within a country that is a paradise on earth, your ambition and ability in this regard are not as good as No. 13."

Malcador's words sounded uncomfortable, but his tone was not contemptuous.

Angron, however, did not care for Malcador's opinion.

"But so what."

Machado opened a book and talked as he read.

"Do you know what is the most important thing for a commander?"

"Your adoptive father should have said this: there are always people who are better than you."

“No matter how good a fighter is, there is always someone who is better at fighting. No matter how talented a person is, there is always someone who is more talented. There is no such thing as the most powerful or the most talented. There are only those who are more powerful and more talented.”

"If you want to be a commander rather than a general or a manager, then what you need is not the ability to fight or manage, but the ability to coordinate the relationships between your subordinates and find a way to bring together such extremely complex and contradictory creatures like humans to perform well and accomplish something together."

Malcador placed the book in front of Angron and motioned for him to read it.

The Primarch saw that this book written by the Sigillite himself described a certain stage in his life - the first time he became the manager of an organization.

"Perturabo, this Primarch who inherited many of your creator's shortcomings can be restrained by you like a big fish eating a small fish. When he gathers with your other brothers to accomplish something, you will force him to listen to your orders, to compromise with a brother he hates, and then do things according to your will."

"This is the most important ability in itself. You don't need to be better at siege warfare than Perturabo. You just need to allow him to use his talents normally and prevent such use from being affected by interpersonal relationships and causing internal friction."

After Malcador finished speaking, Angron also quickly reviewed the experiences and insights of the Sigillite when he first became a manager.

When Angron remained silent, Malcador knew that the Primarch was merely hesitating.

Then the seal holder made the final decision.

"Think about it. If one day Terra is surrounded...surrounded by aliens and demons, and Perturabo and Rogal Dorn, your two brothers who dislike each other, are both on Terra."

"When they were arguing and fighting among themselves, you stood up and coordinated them, making them give in to each other and use their talents to fight to defend Terra."

"What could possibly break through their combined defenses and destroy the last hope of the human empire and the entire species?"

When Malcador had finished speaking, Angron remained silent.

In fact, the Primarch had also heard these principles from his adoptive father and of course understood them, but some things are easier said than done.

Which Primarch would be willing to submit to whom?

The Sigillite's words "Even Perturabo was restrained by you" were as light as a cloud of smoke, but he was afraid that he didn't know what Perturabo was thinking at the time. In Angron's opinion, Perturabo would become twisted and embarrassed when he saw him. In this situation, it is no exaggeration to say "This is the retribution Perturabo deserves."

Angron wanted to say: It’s not that I don’t want to make progress, it’s just that some things are thankless and it would be bad if I didn’t even have my brothers to work with and became disliked by everyone.

Malcador could not sense Angron's inner thoughts, but he could guess what the Primarch was thinking from the expression of this humane Primarch. Although the Primarch had not expressed his opinion, he knew clearly that the words he had just said were the final word and there was no need to persuade him again.

Angron was like that. When he was asked to take on something that was difficult to bear, he was unwilling to do it, but he would not refuse either.

“I want autonomy. I want the power to withdraw from this matter,” Angron said.

Malcador was silent.

……

"I saw the potential of Twelve during the Dawnstar conflict."

"He united almost all the brothers, and when distributing benefits after winning a seat in the Imperial Parliament... he was also very fair and generous. He didn't seem like a person who was emotional and rational at all."

"You've taught him well."

"So he became one of the candidates for Warmaster."

Inside the Imperial Parliament Hall.

Qin Xia sat in the audience seats, together with other bureaucrats who would start attending the first session tomorrow at noon tonight.

The senior staff who were heading to the front seats and coming and going beside Yu Qinxia had no idea that the one talking to this Astartes who stood out from the crowd was the Emperor who had clearly stated that Astartes could not enter the parliament.

The emperor once said this, but he will never say it again.

Qin Xia sat with his legs crossed, his hands holding the helmet on his knees, looking elegant and calm, and he did not look at all like he was in agony as he would be while communicating with the most powerful psychic.

"I've said a lot of bad things about No. 12."

"But now that I recall it... at that psychic meeting, No. 12 took into account the interests of every legion. Even those who explicitly refused or did not participate received some benefits and their opinions were heard." "A qualified leader."

The emperor said again.

"But it's not a good thing for a leader to be too emotional. Angron's performance seems very rational, but that's because he hasn't encountered anything that can make him irrational." Qin Xia said.

"Humanity always longs for such a leader: he is ruthless, cold-blooded and extremely rational, able to take into account the interests of every group as coldly as a machine, but at the same time full of compassion and human radiance, warm as the sun." The Emperor said coldly, "But this contradictory desire is tantamount to wishing. Since there is no leader like they want, then it is also very good to settle for the second best."

Qin Xia had to nod to indicate that it made sense.

After a moment of silence, Qin Xia suddenly said, "The person who came up with this idea of ​​attacking the adoptive father and the adopted son at the same time is really good."

"This was Malcador's idea. In essence, it didn't matter whether you attended this meeting or not, but neither he nor I knew what you were thinking. In order to prevent you from causing trouble, we used the matter of Accusation Fifteen to get you out of the way," the Emperor admitted.

Qin Xia snorted and laughed: "Angron is not the one you hate the most, right?"

"What I hate is that a person wants to be the navigator of a race but has such shortcomings as human nature. And what No. 12 inherited from me is exactly my weakness. If he does not need to bear the responsibility of the entire race...it doesn't matter." The Emperor said frankly again.

Qin Xia thought that his fabricated identity as an immortal would indeed help the Emperor to say some things that he would not normally be able to say.

When he did not voice any objections, the Emperor withdrew his psychic powers.

Time passed by minute by minute until noon the next day.

The hall was already full of people.

Representatives of the Imperial Parliament had been waiting in the lounge for a long time. They entered the hall under the guidance of the order maintenance personnel, swore an oath to the statue of the Emperor, and then sat in the seats in the center of the hall.

Cyjanus was among them.

As part of Sejanus' entourage, Avida stood among the entourages of the core members of the Imperial Parliament.

Then, the oral gymnastics began.

During this time, people kept switching seats to Qin Xia's left and right. These people came from the audience seats, from the seats for members of parliamentary bodies closer to the front, and even a member of parliament in a core seat quietly switched seats while finding an excuse to take a break.

Qin Xia discovered that this group of people had formed an unspoken rule, that is, each person took turns speaking next to him for ten minutes, and when the ten minutes were up, regardless of whether they had finished speaking or not, they would leave immediately and be replaced by the next person.

As for what we are talking about, it is also very simple, it is about some exchange of interests.

The mortals didn't even look at Sejanus, a member of the Council of Astartes, just now, but it was not because they hated Sejanus's identity as an Astartes, but simply because they felt that Sejanus could not decide anything.

Qin Xia discovered that these people actually didn't hate the Astartes Legion.

After all, as the powerful military faction of the Empire in the Great Crusade, there are many benefits that can be exchanged with them. Qin Xia could guess how angry these people present were when they heard that Astartes would join the Parliament, and how happy they were in their hearts.

When the oral gymnastics ended, Qin Xia had just finished talking to a sage from Mars, who wanted to know whether Quadrant would return to Mars.

Then it was finally Cyjanus' turn to step forward and deliver the resolution submitted by the Legiones Astartes yesterday.

"My fellow countrymen, thank you for giving me the opportunity to stand here."

Sejanus stood on the podium in the center of the hall, saluted gracefully to those present, and then spoke.

"As far as I know, the Fifteenth Legion has been studying forbidden knowledge. This knowledge and results will have a profound impact on the survival of our entire race."

"But our various legions only had suspicions about the Fifteenth Legion, and only recently did we have substantial evidence and witnesses."

Sejanus could also guess that the accusation had actually been concluded and was just a formality, so he quickly got straight to the point.

Avida slowly walked to the podium.

He was not a man without grace, but at this moment he was as dull as a piece of wood, with a dull and blank look in his eyes.

Documents began to circulate among the core members of the parliament, containing information on the various forbidden studies conducted by the Fifteenth Legion, excerpts of substantive archival evidence, and the long-prepared testimony that Sejanus had previously submitted to the parliament.

Avida is not accusing Magnus now. In fact, he has been accusing Magnus since he came to Terra.

There was a period of chaos in the parliament hall.

The core members of the parliament whispered to each other, discussing rumors, secrets, and all kinds of information that could only be hidden in the deepest archives of the imperial institutions...

If it were someone else, they would probably think that these people were quite serious, but Qin Xia knew that Makado had already made the decision, and now these people were just acting.

"Sergeant Avida of the Fifteenth Legion." The person in charge of presiding over the meeting said, "According to procedure, I must ask you again, are you sure that these testimonies are all written by you, and do you want to accuse your legion and primarch?"

Avida was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I'm sure."

Everyone talked for a while, and the person presiding over the meeting spoke again: "But your testimony alone cannot prove anything. You need a witness who holds the same opinion as you."

"Don't ask, I'm here." Qin Xia stood up from the audience, gently shook his cloak, and walked to the podium in the center of the parliament hall holding his helmet. "I am the second witness."

There was another round of discussion in the conference hall, and after a round of oral gymnastics, the person presiding over the meeting saw the voting results and announced the decision that Makado had already made.

"Senator Sejanus, please continue to present all the proposals you submitted on behalf of the various legions."

The meeting chairperson spoke.

"What we are going to talk about next is..."

"It's the proposal for 'Prospero and Terra to have academic exchanges' submitted by the Fifteenth Legion. According to the order you submitted it, it's at the top."

(End of this chapter)