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Chapter 167 They Lost

Chapter 167 They Lost (5k)

It's so scary that one day he actually tried to tell which piece of shit smelled better.

Romulus sighed again when he thought of how the empire had dealt with those rebellious imperial worlds in history.

The governor of the Damocles Gulf must be sweating profusely now.

"To be honest, I often sympathize with the people of the Empire."

Ever since he intervened in the political affairs of various planets along the way, Romulus had a deep understanding of what it meant to be in dire straits.

To be honest, after all the wars, many planets' heresy problems or chaos outbreaks can be blamed on governance.

Damn, how can humans survive in that kind of social environment? I can understand that you believe in chaos, but I can't forgive you. But if you don't rebel, you really can tolerate it.

"There are many nations within the many civilized worlds of the Empire, and their living standards vary widely. However, it's rare for a city-state to abandon its original culture and ethnicity and choose to join another nation simply because its living standards are better."

Kaul couldn't help but remind.

Romulus' words would be considered quite "unpolitically correct" in today's empire.

"hehe."

Romulus suddenly laughed out loud when he heard this, but there was an unconcealable bitterness in his laughter.

"Of course, I understand."

He turned his gaze away from the Great Sage and looked out the window at the planet shrouded in war. Beyond the halo of light reflected by the atmosphere was an endless sea of stars.

The most ironic thing is this - today's humans would rather surrender to aliens than believe that another human regime can give them a better life.

"In ancient Terra, there was once a poor and weak nation. It had a favorable geographical location, a sufficient population, vast land, and abundant natural resources. Can you guess what it did when faced with several more powerful and advanced regimes?"

"How did such a foundation fall into poverty and weakness?"

Kaur couldn't help but ask questions.

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Do you actually care about this?
Romulus was silent for a moment. The nebula passing by the porthole cast mottled light and shadows on his power armor. He suddenly took a breath, as if suppressing some emotion.

“That’s a problem for those in power.”

He finally replied, his voice seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

".Understandable."

Kaul felt that Romulus was secretly mocking the empire again, and then he started to make fun of him.

“I’m curious about how that regime managed to do things when it was surrounded by wolves.”

“Struggle, learn, and then continue to struggle, and then they make their own way.”

Romulus replied.

"And in my opinion, today's humanity, or rather, today's human empire, has lost the confidence to say, 'You're good, but I can learn and surpass you.'"

This results in the empire's decisions often appearing ridiculous, and in fact they are ridiculous.

How can you abandon your brothers and give up eating shit? No, you have to get back here and eat shit!

Then they will drag you back with absolute violence and cruelty.

It's fucking hell.

".indeed so."

Kaur nodded sincerely.

Regardless of whether the reason is that they can't do it or they don't want to do it, the current situation of the empire is almost ruined.

Just looking at the military deployments is enough to make you withdraw.

Let’s not talk about the strategic misjudgment in the previous Tyranid War that led to the complete destruction of the Tyranid Mobile Fleet and caused hundreds of Imperial worlds to suffer. This was a serious strategic mistake.

Right now, more than a dozen battleships are stuck in the Damocles Gulf, and no one knows what they are doing. Given the Tau's limited combat power, the Punishment Fleet should have crushed the opponent and entered the territory of the Tau Empire long ago.

"So it's not that I think another race is better and I want to join them with my talents. I hope we can give humans another answer, an answer that allows them to not choose the aliens."

Romulus looked at the datapad in his hand.

This is the information about the planet that has been discovered by all parties, including humanities, technology, social models, and the value of the planet itself. As each information integration center is conquered, it is gradually expanded and integrated into the data board.

Just learn. It’s not shameful to admit that you are not as good as others in this aspect. The most shameful thing is to give up on yourself.

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Call nodded.

He was indeed overthinking it - these Primarchs' plans for the future were much clearer and more specific than he had imagined.

Just as the Great Sage was about to respond, the communication system of the Dawnwing suddenly issued a rapid prompt tone.

Romulus raised his hand, and Kaul immediately understood and fell silent.

The scarlet "Emergency Communication" logo danced in the field of vision, accompanied by the encrypted verification process:

[Communication access, password verification: The First Primarch is forever loyal! ]

【Verification in progress. 】

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Ramses's Encryption
That’s fine, most people in this universe really can’t think of this.

Romulus connected to the communication with an expressionless face.

"Technology recycling is complete."

Arthur's voice rang out.

The panel showed that he was standing in the core area of the Blog-An Central Research Institute, with Ramses beside him, and surrounded by Dark Angels who were carrying out the final search mission.

"Including the physical undercurrent module, it needs to be transported by transport ship."

Arthur continued to report, his voice unusually clear due to the mysterious connection between them.

"As well as the recovery and confirmation by the Earth Clan scientists and the Artisan technical team, it has been confirmed that the Artisan clan providing support to the Tau are members of the Space Dwarf Wotan Alliance. They have all now been contained in the Warp and handed over to Ramses for communication. See the attachment for details."

"Understood. Notify the ground forces to clean up and then begin organizing the evacuation."

While receiving the attached information, Romulus gave an order and then hung up the communication.

Once the goal is achieved, there is no need to delay.

"A beautiful planet."

Romulus turned around, took one last look at Bock An, and couldn't help but sigh.

Kaul continued, "It will become a beautiful world waiting for human exploration."

Blog An has excellent natural conditions, with a mild climate, abundant rare mineral deposits, and an asteroid belt rich in various metals in orbit. There is also a death world in the orbit close to the star, making it a good place to build a forging world.

"I hope so."

Romulus withdrew his gaze, and the servo system of the power armor made a heavy humming sound as he turned around. When he sat on the command throne, the hydraulic system automatically adjusted the power armor to stretch with his body, making his figure more majestic.

"Stop orbital strikes, all fleets prepare for jump."

His voice echoed across the bridge.

Captain Aurora's fingers danced across the console, and the holographic star map unfolded as she operated:

"Go straight for Dar Is?"

According to the original plan, they were supposed to go to this key border world to resolve the dispute between the Empire and the Tau, deal with the affairs of the Punitive Fleet, and then bring this fleet to the aid of Ultramar.

"No, we're going to Titanium."

Romulus's finger slid across the holographic projection, and the star map quickly enlarged, finally stopping at a galaxy in the heart of the Tau Empire.

"Order the strike fleet to initiate the extermination strike plan using bipolar torpedoes."

Aurora's pupils contracted slightly, but she immediately straightened her back.

"Yes, my lord."
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All races in this universe have some mystical connection with their home planet.

Let’s not talk about the ancient Necrons and the Old Saints for now. Just looking at the three races: the Eldar, the Orcs, and the Humans, it is enough to see the difference.

First up is the most powerful human empire. Although the Emperor has gone to the toilet, lost his brain and started to rot into a pile, it is still the most powerful force in the galaxy and firmly maintains its absolute rule over Terra.

Next up are the Greenskins. Although their homeworld, Ullanor, was occupied by Humanity and renamed Armageddon, and even their home system was relocated, they have still caused trouble for the Imperium since the Beast Wars. Before the Tyranid invasion of the galaxy, the Greenskins were humanity's second-greatest enemy after Chaos, and over a hundred years later, they dealt humanity two major blows in quick succession.

In the end, the Eldar suffered the most. The core Crone World was soaked in the Eye of Terror because of the Howl of Slaanesh. Every time the Eldar of the Ark returned to the Crone World to mine Soul Stones, it was like ordinary people going into the magma, with a chance of death.

Ten thousand years have passed, and the entire race has basically entered a state of chronic death, relying solely on its own numbers and technology to survive.

This is enough to show the importance of the racial home planet to a race.

Originally, the Punishment Fleet dispatched 15 battleships and fought for three years, but was still stuck in Dar Is and did not achieve any results.

Now, the Punishment Fleet has become larger in size because of its previous concentration in the Terran Fortress World, but it has not achieved any results.

The commanders are all inquisitors named Rost.

Ten hours

Romulus muttered the time and tapped the data board with his fingers, which showed their achievements in the past 10 hours - a Tau home world was completely conquered in such a short time.

He didn't even interfere much with the fleet's operations, proving that the fleet's combat effectiveness was not a problem.

Since it is not a problem with the troops, it is a problem with the people.

Romulus didn't believe that these people could deal with the Tau Empire. This enemy was no longer something the Ultima Segmentum government could handle.
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When the first wave of gravitational bursts passed through the planet's north pole, the ionosphere above the pole emitted an eerie purple light.

The moment the bipolar torpedo touched the polar ice cap, the planet's poles suddenly sank into perfect paraboloids, and the entire continental plate was like ceramic hit by an invisible hammer, with cracks tearing the earth's crust along the meridians at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The core of the earth began to scream, magma spewed out from the equatorial circulation belt, the atmosphere was stirred into a spiral vortex by gravitational waves, and in the eye of the storm in the stratosphere, mantle material gushed out, forming calcium feldspar crystal columns with huge diameters.

By the time the first core fragments broke through the atmosphere, the planet's axis of rotation had shifted by tens of degrees.

The continental plates collided with each other under the tearing of many forces. The once blue sky was now covered with purple-black ionized clouds, dyed a strange fluorescent green by the escaping oxygen ions.

The final collapse came extremely suddenly.

The atmosphere, without the constraints of the magnetic field, collapsed silently like a punctured bubble, and the water exposed to the direct sunlight of the star boiled instantly.

The entire planet stretched into an ellipsoid due to gravitational imbalance, and the mantle material was thrown out along the critical line of the Roche limit, gradually turning the entire planet into small fragments.

The metal debris that once carried civilization is slowly rotating in the vacuum. A planet that has existed for 3.6 billion years has now turned into a star ring rotating around a star.

In the warp space, the warp storm that had surrounded this star region since the Tau set foot on the land of their home planet began to subside.

"Is this the reason why our race is feeling a pang of anxiety?"

The commander of the Dal Is theater, Shasio 'Viola' Shawwa 'Kes' Monteya, known as the commander of foresight by countless Tau, stared at the scene on the screen and couldn't help but speak hoarsely.

The lieutenants around looked at the scene of the planet's collapse and covered their faces in pain.

"Enemy movements."

Four fingers unconsciously rubbed the edge of the tactical holographic table, and Farsight asked the Water Caste's diplomatic leader.

"After destroying their home planet, this human fleet headed straight for Dar'is. It annihilated the defense fleets of all the colonized planets along the way, devastating the administrative centers, industrial systems, and starports. The planet's technological level regressed by a century."

"Secondly, the enemy has mastered a technology capable of invading our AI, and coordination among the planets is also in trouble."

The battle-hardened commander held his face in his hand, listened to the other party's retelling, and watched the expeditionary fleet's route calmly and intently, as if the grief of the destruction of his home planet had not affected him at all.

"What about the human colonies along the way? How do they deal with them?"

Farsight asked quickly, analyzing the route.

"They relied on orbital airdrops to launch a decapitation strike against the planetary government. They adopted a completely different conciliatory policy towards the local human population than the other fleet, preserving our local construction achievements and putting up very little resistance."

“No liquidation?”

"No."

The Foreign Affairs Commander quickly explained, "They simply reorganized the planetary government, organizing representatives from all walks of life, and settling a group of religious and political personnel before leaving. They're moving at an incredible speed, and they're expected to reach El-Is within twenty rotations of their home planet."

The Tau were quite popular in those colonies, so gathering intelligence was not difficult.

Farsight stared at the star map in silence. The command module's lighting system suddenly flickered, projecting his facial features, which were more angular than those of other Titanium members, onto the curved observation window, overlapping with the light of the distant stars outside the window.

Even when Dar Is faced the Empire's overwhelming fleet, he had never felt such suffocating pressure.

In the expansion of the Empire's territory, the Tau Empire has found it difficult to gain the power of humanity.

After a long silence, he finally broke it.

".We lost."

He immediately stood up and said decisively, "Organize the fleet. You will be responsible for personnel coordination and transferring the population of other clans. I will organize the Fire Clan to cover the rear."

The holographic star map shook violently with his movements. Farsight raised his hand and steadily drew a route in the orbit.

"We're heading north of our home planet."

"What about those colonies? Are we going to abandon them?"

Do we still have the ability to gather together a group of compatriots who have fallen into the early days of industrial civilization?
"Yes."

A glimmer of struggle flashed in his eyes, and Farsight replied:
“We’re going to give it up.”
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Romulus and Dracula were leading the Invincible Guards working in the office.

Here, they could still clearly hear the sounds of battle from the surface of the planet.

They could hear the sounds of gunfire, shouts, curses, and the footsteps of the traitors coming to their support.

The servo skull continued to broadcast the battle situation in the Planetary Governor's Office, while Romulus and others were compiling a statistical table.

The Correlation between the Improvement of Human Living Standards and the Breeding of Chaos and Corruption

As the Grand Master of the Invincible Iron Guard, Dracus was actually familiar with the general living conditions of Ultramar in the 30th century, but times had changed. Now, they needed data from this era.

Accurate, cold, irrefutable data.

Unfortunately, today's empires are all abstract things. Good ones are hard to find, and bad ones are everywhere.

The Garden World had no reference value, and the Ultramar star field had not yet arrived. Fortunately, the Tau Empire provided Dawnwing with several high-quality cases in time.

For colonies that join the Tau Empire, the Tau Empire will also assist local development like the Empire does. However, compared with the Empire's simple and crude "free-range-levy-suppression-exploitation" method, the Tau Empire is more meticulous.

Replan residential areas, relocate industries based on local natural conditions, conduct a census, improve local welfare levels, and purify the planet's environment.

AI can help them complete these tedious steps. After this process, the average living standard of the planet will naturally rise sharply.

When the expeditionary fleet arrived, the middle-level representatives organized by the fleet acted with an attitude of "I will live and die with the Tau Empire", which made the four people from Dawn Wing laugh in anger.

What else can we do? We can’t just kick them back to a state of existence worse than the Middle Ages.

To maintain the development of the local planet, Arthur and Karna went down in two groups, one light and one dark, to investigate, and then make a watch.

Then I found the problem when I pulled the watch.

The so-called necessary evil is really unnecessary.

As long as the planetary governor is a human, the probability of a planet being invaded by Chaos will be greatly reduced.

Of course, as living standards improve, hedonism will begin to prevail among the human population, especially the upper class. Although the vast majority will not reach the level of being tainted by sin, they have begun to neglect their responsibilities.

However, the lower class has always remained stable, with good production efficiency and mental health.

Is it easier to change the top or the bottom?

With a tangible iron fist, it is of course easier to change it.

The Dawn Wings reached a consensus on this.

The noise in the image had stopped at some point.

【Operation at the Governor's Office has been completed.】

The combat troops quickly sent back a mission report.

"Proceed according to Plan 13. The Terra fleet will depart in the future."

Romulus realized the situation and gave orders.

While calculating his next route in his mind, he looked at an invitation letter sealed with exquisite wax.

An invitation from Inquisitor Rost.

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