Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim.

Chapter 270 The Battle for Emperor Brother
Holy Terra.

"finally--!"

"I am! Ruft Huron!"

"Lord of the Great Whirlpool, Tyrant Badab! The guardians and sweepers of the Great Whirlpool have finally been exonerated today!"

He stepped off the shuttle and landed on the helipad, a place he had never been before, looking at the bustling metropolis before him.

Cool!
The knot in his heart was finally untied today—after hearing that those corrupt and incompetent high lords had been thoroughly purged by the hero Kasgar, Ruft Huron was happier than when he was personally appointed a hero by Guilliman.

And presumably, now is the time.

The hero Kasgar summoned him to Holy Terra, surely because he valued Huron's strength and wisdom, and was preparing to appoint him to an even more important task!
at last
Since serving in the Star Claws, Rufus Huron was appointed to take over as the Chapter Master in a time of crisis, transforming the once under-resourced, resource-scarce, and surrounded-by-enemies Badab system into what it is today.

Although some damned high lords and the Inquisition hampered his plans along the way, he was almost subjected to an unjust trial because the Tiger Claw Warband left by the former warband leader was exposed, which led those corrupt guys to regard him as a heretic. He was nearly forced into a desperate situation.

By then, he was even somewhat resigned to his fate—under this corrupt bureaucratic system, the human empire was destined to be destroyed by these guys.

Rather than die a humiliating death as a traitor, it's better to...
Fortunately, the hero Kasgar appeared out of nowhere, clearing away the Inquisition of Fools and the Space Marine chapters of the Highlords Council, helping him successfully stabilize the situation in the Maelstrom.

Finally, as it stands today!

He was granted a glorious and great new position by Imperial Warmaster Fugrim and Hero Kasgar!
Now that those pretentious and corrupt high lords have been driven out, at the command of the hero Kasgar, as the guardian of Badab, he continues to fight for this new human empire and for the Emperor, relying on his powerful strategic abilities and outstanding combat skills!

"Sir, summon your superior officer; he is up here."

But for some reason, when Ruft Huron was summoned, he was only told to come in person, and the positions of Chapter Master of the Star Claws and Guardian of the Great Vortex were handed over to others.

He himself will be given a more sacred but equally arduous task.

Sacred and arduous?
Yes, that's exactly what I, Ruft Huron, want!
As an ambitious heir of Guilliman (unconfirmed), Huron naturally hoped to obtain a more crucial and important appointment to demonstrate his extraordinary talent!
The fact that Hero Kasgar and Lord Fugrim summoned me privately must be because they recognize my outstanding talents!
That's right, that's it!
"But—why has the expeditionary fleet to the Orc Empire already sailed there?"

Looking out from the ornately decorated stained-glass windows, one can see ships constantly disappearing into the distance.
Ruft Huron sensed something was amiss.

Something feels off about this?
The expeditionary fleet of the orcs has already sailed far away. Hero Kasgar and Imperial Warmaster Fugrim are both on board. So why did they summon me here?
And now that they've all set off, who will I be facing next?
despair.

As he stepped onto the last step in his power boots, the magnificent, gilded wooden door before him filled Huron with an intense sense of dread.

That was a suppressive force that came from the soul, from the depths of the genes!
What exactly is hidden behind this door?

Whether it was Huron's imagination or intuition, he seemed to hear a very faint, sobbing female voice, and the voice emanating from her carried an unimaginable sense of oppression.

It was as if a vengeful ghost, who had never had a moment's rest, was howling in agony behind this door!
and many more!

Something's not right here!
Wang Xiulun looked around, but he still couldn't find the official who had brought him here.

Why did the hero Kasgar send him alone to Holy Terra to report back?
Huron felt a chill run down his spine.

In his memory, the Tiger Claws chapter that returned was classified as a traitorous chapter because the chapter had not appeared for a long time. He had experienced this before!

"Leaving now is certain death. Hold on, Huron."

The Star Claws chapter is still in the Great Vortex; Kasgar shouldn't be so quick to discard them after they've served their purpose.

He wanted to see what kind of great terror awaited him in this room!
"This is.!"

As he gently pushed open the bedroom door, Huron saw a sight he had never expected!
"woooooo"

"Why do I still have to do homework? Waaaaah!"

—Documents can speak for themselves!

Oh no.

The one speaking was the blonde girl sitting in front of the desk.

Although Huron was confident that he had never met the other person, he could always feel an extremely familiar feeling from them that he could not erase.

"Huh? You are—"

The blonde little girl, Sue, looked up as the door opened. When she saw that the visitor was Ruft Huron, the guardian of the Great Vortex, her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had found a lifeline.

"Hurron!!!"

"You're finally here! I've been waiting for you for so long! You've finally arrived, sob sob."

"Child, who are you, and why are you sitting here? Do you know someone—"

"Who am I? I'm your father! Huron, come save me!!!"

"what?"

"woooooo"

"Why do we all have to do homework? Waaah!"

The Emperor's Pride

The Glory Queen, the flagship of the Legion, which was intercepted by the Casca during its voyage, is now soaring through the vast and boundless sea of ​​stars as the flagship of the expeditionary fleet to the Orc Empire.

Although the moon has gone as promised during the beasts' battle, at this very moment in the Milky Way, countless orcs are still roaming around in their bizarre warships, plundering and clashing with the defending forces.

With the support of the beast's Waaaaagh! force field, the already warlike orcs became even stronger and more powerful. Their invasions seemed to have expanded beyond the vicinity of Ulanor, with reports of active orcish invasions coming from almost the entire empire.

The already battered human empire is struggling to cope with further losses. Now that Kasgar has just returned to the human empire with Imperial Warmaster Fugrim, he must act immediately and eliminate the beasts completely through a decapitation strike as soon as possible.

Therefore, the Astartes Codex, which had been stagnant for three thousand years, needed to be revised on a large scale.

The new Astartes Codex (also written by Guilliman) not only stipulated the large-scale modification of the new Protocast Space Marines, but the Mechanicus also gradually deployed Sages to all Imperial Space Marine Chapters to assist them in completing the Protocasting of their existing warriors.

In addition, the new holy book adds 40K new cosmic threats and countermeasures, including space necromancers, Tyranid swarms, and gene stealers.

The new holy code also emphasizes the need for coordinated operations among the various departments of the Astartes Chapter in the face of large-scale warfare.

The most important thing is to abandon the original Grand Astartes doctrine and fight alongside ordinary troops to give full play to the greatest advantages of being a special operations unit.

Individual heroism could barely hold on when the Xenomorphs and Chaos were not yet powerful, but now that they are even more powerful than the troubled human Empire, it's time to abandon those pathetic little pride and truly start as an Astartes monk.

In order to unite the various forces to launch a joint military campaign during the crisis of the human empire, the previously loose Astartes Chapter will be able to reorganize into a "Temporary Legion" in emergency situations, temporarily restoring its former legion size, with the unanimous approval of the High Lords Council or the order of the Regent.

In fact, everyone had already anticipated this new addition to the Astartes Codex.

Ultimately, the High Wall, the Inner Ring, the Blood Angels' Summoning Order, and these so-called sub-groups that are actually Ultramarines—the Ultramarines—were all involved. Even the Space Wolves were never split up. When they were split up, everyone had their own agendas. Let's stop pretending that the Integration Chapter is a traitorous act, and stop spouting nonsense like that.

This expedition against the orcs involved the deployment of three temporary Astartes legions.

One is the Phoenix Sons, led by Fugrim. After kicking out the corrupt and decadent Prince, the new Phoenix Sons chapter has demonstrated their formidable fighting power as a founding chapter under the Warmaster.

With the addition of numerous perfectly formed sub-units, the Phoenix Sons provisional legion has now been reborn.

In addition, there was the Imperial Fist, formed by the Final Wall Agreement, and a number of Ultramarines who came to support them (still 200,000!). Under the integration of Imperial Warmaster Fugrim and Hero Kasgar, this combined expeditionary fleet, consisting of Space Marines alone, numbered in the hundreds of thousands, and continued its march toward the former Ulanor.

As for the remaining founding members, they were all fighting against the massive invading orcish green tide in other parts of the human empire's territory.

Thanks to the reforms of heroes Kasgar and Fugrim, the Space Marine Chapters, under the guidance of the original Forging and the new Astartes Codex, are gradually improving their combat capabilities after shedding their past rigid patterns.

Although time was somewhat rushed, completing part of the training and original casting modifications for the entire Astartes Provisional Legion during the expedition was not a problem.

At the same time, Casgar also made good use of Belisarius Caul, the High Priest of the Cult of Mechanics. —Although Caul was still not appointed as the Mars Forging General, the resources, technology, and forging world he now possessed were in no way inferior to those of his opponent.

Doraemon also began to unleash his eccentric creativity—a large number of previously unheard-of firearms and weapons were modified and distributed to Legion warriors, and based on feedback from training tests and small-scale exercises, many of them could be re-equipped to the current Space Marines.

"very good!"

“You have improved dramatically since I returned—you possess the physique and weapons that even the Space Marines once dreamed of. But our enemies still lurk in every corner of the world.”

"But all of this should end today!"

"Whether it's the thirtieth or fortieth millennium, our progress will never cease! Just like ten thousand years ago, we will carve out our homeland for the orc empire of Ulanor!"

"We are—humanity's last line of defense! All warriors, follow me, let's go to war!"

At the final review of the training, standing on the high platform facing the disciplined Space Marines, Astralis, and Faithful forces below, Fulgrim delivered his impassioned speech.

At this point, apart from the central teams that received training elsewhere,
Also accompanying the ship were naval and high-ranking imperial officials, as well as frontline journalists—as this was the first and most difficult battle, their reports would greatly encourage the many human worlds struggling to persevere in their predicament.

The narrator reappeared on the expedition in the fortieth millennium.

For some reason, the hero Kasgar did not appear in the public eye today.

Having assembled a group of imperial sons who still possessed fighting power, Fugrim seemed more satisfied with these collateral imperial sons.

As the [Sun Lord] recently appointed by the Imperial Warmaster himself, Kasgar should attend this ceremony.

"A subspace warp is in progress. Passengers, please be aware of safety."

With the closure of the warp rift, the fleet led by Sunlord, Hero Kasgar, and Imperial Warmaster Fugrim successfully assembled a large and powerful force (mainly Ultramarines) and set off towards the former Uranor.

This fleet not only possesses a massive army force, but also boasts the former legion flagship, the Imperial Pride, as well as a large fleet of strike cruisers, combat barges, and an almost innumerable escort fleet.

Even in order to provide support, the Imperial Fist Legion, which activated the Last High Wall Protocol, was piloting the ancient giant star fortress "Mountain Array" to join the expeditionary fleet.

With such a terrifying concentration of fighting power, even the orcish empire with dozens of war moons might not be able to suppress the human fleet in terms of firepower.

The decisive battle is about to begin again in the very place where the Imperial War General was once appointed.

"However, something does seem to be missing from this ship."

Casca's absence from the public eye is not solely due to his comminuted pelvic fracture.

After the restoration of the psionic flame, the fatigue and damage that Kasgar experienced each time, as if he had used the Renewing Wind, would never happen again.

Casca is currently looking for something.

Or more accurately, to think about the whereabouts of something.

He boarded the ship to check on the situation when Yukasgar destroyed the Ominous Ark during his warp travels and reconstituted it into the Imperial Pride using psionic flames.

Despite the repairs made to this flagship of the legion over the millennia, and the various passengers it welcomed after becoming a space wreck, the things hidden deep within the snow-covered storage area remained unchanged.

Remove something.

That letter, bearing a drop of blood from a human emperor, appointed Casca as a traveling merchant.

Missed.

He originally planned that even if he couldn't change the reality of the Great Rebellion and had to sleep until the 40K era, he could still continue to develop as a wandering merchant and slowly grow stronger.

But who knew!
In the end, when he woke up, he found himself in a desolate, godforsaken lower-level city, and even the Imperial Prince Battle Group had completely abandoned their flagship!

The lack of a letter of appointment is a minor matter. What Kaska is currently afraid of is that Vashtor will take the letter of appointment.

Given its methods, it might use that drop of imperial blood to cause trouble.

"tsk"

With the Orc Empire facing a formidable enemy, even if he wanted to resolve this hidden danger, he would have to wait until the War of the Beasts was completely over before he could do so.

"But our current Primitive-level combat power is not enough."

He, Forgrim, and Mortalian.

The three Primarchs, and even Casca's current combat power is higher than that of the Primarchs.

However, the orcs had five leaders who were as terrifying as wild beasts.

Although the humans were unaware of this, they remained confident in the prestige of the Imperial Warmaster and the power of the hero Casgar.
But only he knows that there is still a gap in high-end combat capabilities.

Three against five.

This battle may not be easy in the end.

Should we wait for Vokhan to return?
No, there is no time to wait any longer—Vokhan's whereabouts remain unknown within the human empire.

The human world, now ravaged by a massive invasion, can no longer afford the losses from the orcish invasion—they must complete the decapitation of the beasts as soon as possible.

Even if only one is killed this time, it will be a significant improvement for future encirclement and suppression operations.

Time is of the essence, and with enemies surrounding us, we must resolve the orc problem as soon as possible.

【Forgrim, let's head straight for Ulanor】

Ulanno Galaxy.

This once pristine star system has now been transformed by the orcs into a tool for them to build and construct at will.

It's hard to imagine that "illegal buildings" visible even from space are everywhere on Ulanno, like a vastly magnified abandoned metal junkyard.

In the near-Earth orbit of that junkyard, countless massive orc space warships circulate around the planet's outer perimeter.

Despite their crude appearance, they outnumbered even the flies and mosquitoes on the Nurgle demons, densely filling the cosmic space of this galaxy.

No one knows how these junk creations fly, but the orcs just keep wondering if they can.

Even more terrifying is the size and number of the battle moons orbiting the planet.

Just as the Shadowmoon Wolf is the moon wolf of Holy Terra, the war moon of these orcs revolves ceaselessly around their beloved Emperor.

A rare moment of peace for the beastmen.

To ensure their strength wouldn't diminish due to a lack of fights, they would praise the emperor's great achievements in their hearts during their leisure time.

"Waaaaagh! Brother Di! Brother Di! Brother Di!"

“Brother Di! We are your half-orc Skullgers, and we all wear the cheat codes you taught us—these things are incredibly effective!”

"gold!!!"

But at this very moment, as a warp rift unfolds near the Mandeville point in the galaxy, this peaceful orc life seems finally about to be disrupted by intruders.

"Waaaaagh!!!"

"Brother Di! Brother Di is ours!!!"

(End of this chapter)