Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 308 Enemies meet on a narrow road
Frenstein flew over the charred earth with a few brisk Salamander engines.

Elite Skadi warriors, Sisters of Silence, and of course the girl who caused the miracle were all on this strange convoy.

Taylor now looked at the strategic map with uneasiness, because he had reason to suspect that the Primarch was ill again.

After all, even the Primarch would suffer from past wounds. He could not forget the betrayal of his brothers and vowed to wash away the shame with blood.

In other words, Guilliman got carried away when he thought of his rebellious brothers.

Taylor was scratching his head at this moment. He had promised Ryan to take good care of his stupid brother, but he didn't expect that he would have to fulfill his responsibility now.

There wasn't much he could do. Taylor had originally intended to help Guilliman by giving him advice, but he hadn't expected that guy to be so impulsive.

Do not……

He said now. "I overestimated the Primarch. He is also human."

This soliloquy was clearly heard by the brothers in the car, and the girl from Lightlin asked.

"Boss, I don't understand what you're saying. The Primarch is the most powerful being in the universe. How could he be overrated?"

Taylor replied. "They're human too, and as humans, we're all subject to our emotions. We all know that, don't we?"

"The Primarch went through ten thousand years of history, and how much pain he endured. If you consider that all that happened was due to the betrayal of your brothers, can you possibly forgive them?"

Roland said without hesitation. "I will tear his head apart with molten iron. If it's him who has plunged the empire into this despair, causing countless deaths..."

Taylor replied. "I can do it, Guilliman can do it, everyone can do it, as long as we believe in the Emperor."

"Then probably no one can tolerate such a thing..."

Having said that, the cult girl stepped aside a little embarrassedly.

She didn't like the Primarch, nor did she like the Sisters of Silence, and she hated the Custodes even more. She was only here because Taylor asked her to.

She was a little confused and a little sarcastic at the moment, and said, "The Primarch is the most powerful creation I have ever seen. No demon or other powerful xenos can compare to him."

"I'm more curious about how you can help him. After all, you're so weak that you'll feel uncomfortable if you don't eat more than two meals a day, or about 2 kilograms of food."

"And the Primarch could fight for a week without food or water."

"Do you think you'll eat lunch next to Guilliman while he's fighting?"

The girl said angrily. "Can you say something nice?"

Taylor interrupted them. "She's right, but we're not going there to save the Primarch."

"Our goal is to deliver the girl possessed by the Emperor."

"Don't get the situation wrong."

"I can't really help the Primarch, but she can, even if... the price is her life."

The cult girl gloated. "See, there's no difference between you and Mathieu."

"Sacrifice, always sacrifice. You who believe in the Corpse King love this."

"Well, I have a better answer. As long as you are willing to come into the arms of Lady Slaanesh, I can convince her to give you enough power."

Taylor coughed. "Ma'am, I am an agent of the Inquisition. If you continue, I have the power to capture you and send you aboard the Black Ship to be used as fuel for the Astronomican."

This sentence is half threat and half truth.

The cultist girl was silent, but she knew very well that Chaos would not let Taylor reach the Primarch so easily.

This might be an opportunity to lead him to fall... Many evil thoughts were swirling in the lady's mind, and it could even be said that they were so calm that she hadn't even realized that she was also a member of this pirate ship.

When Franstan passed by a war ruin and passed by the ruins left by the Titan Legion, he saw a large number of metal demon remains and imperial metals piled up here in disorder, forming a canyon of iron and death.

The stench of sulfur and rust made the place look like a cemetery.

Taylor asked to leave the area quickly, after all, to be frank, it looked unlucky.

And he came to help the Primarch, not to die!
At the same time, Taylor's senses were as sensitive as ever. When the convoy arrived at the central area here, someone attacked Ferenstein from the barrel of an abandoned Titan.

Several armor-piercing missiles locked onto the heat emitted by the vehicle body and engine, and with flames emitting from their tails, they quickly attacked Ferenstein.

Ms. Katie immediately maneuvered the vehicle to deviate from its route, barely allowing the missile to grazed the vehicle.

But this was just the beginning. As the vehicle continued to move forward, a large number of metal barriers began to appear in front of Taylor.

After that thing successfully blocked the Imperial Guard's advance route, Taylor immediately asked Roland to perform a thermal blasting while being on guard all around.

"We walked into a trap, a trap set for us..."

Taylor said, "I know a guy who's always trying to pick a fight with me, and I think he's just too dumb to understand the situation."

"He was a Space Marine who once fought alongside us. Now those past feelings are probably worthless."

"He came for his faith and his loving Father..."

Taylor said seriously. "I just want to be with Guilliman..."

"This is really a ghost, get ready for defense!"

The soldiers began to build shelters quickly, and they were almost masters of those techniques.

After all, the soldiers of the Skadi Regiment, both men and women, are good at this. After preparing temporary sandbags one by one, they did not risk leaving here.

They couldn't act rashly and alert the enemy. After Roland made sure that the melt was ready, he waited for the enemy to arrive.

As the sounds of several muffled engines were faintly heard, three dark green Land Raiders gradually appeared on the horizon.

Afterwards, Chaos Space Marines appeared one after another. Their number was not large, but there were more than 20 of them. Together with those heavy vehicles, there was no way the Imperial Guard could win.

They came to kill Taylor, no doubt about it!

Taylor couldn't help but tremble in his thighs as he looked at those Space Marines and the huge chariots. In the absence of heavy weapons, there was no possibility for them to win!

Taylor is well aware of this.

"We are finished..." He said this for the first time in a long time, and for the first time he regretted his decision to help the Primarch.

He muttered about his own recklessness, cursed his own rashness, and said helplessly.

"Get your weapons and equipment ready, let's open fire!"

At this moment, one of the Plague Chosen among the Chaos Space Marines raised his head slightly and said with a smile.

"Taylor, long time no see."

Now his helmet has many strange horns and his abdomen has abnormal cracks. If his voice had not changed, no one would recognize him as the Death Guard he once was.

Dragan...

(End of this chapter)