Warhammer, how did I become Erebus?

"I need three people to be responsible for the attack on these three planetary regions."

Horus looked at everyone and said, then skipped over the Black Phoenix who raised her hand first, "I'm annoyed when I see you now, don't you know what's going on?"

"Planet Istvan 1, leave it to me."

Perturabo said that it would be a good idea to go and get some aliens himself to stock up.

"Of course I need only the Warriors, thirteen ships, the Stone of Dorne, and three Daemon Regiments of the Word Bearers."

Horus nodded in agreement to Perturabo's request. Horus could accept one regiment, but to be on the safe side, Horus also assigned Perturabo a company of the Extreme Regiment as Perturabo's armed forces.

When the first new ball was snatched away by Perturabo, everyone couldn't sit still!

"Leave Istvan II to me."

Mortarion took off the gas mask on his face and asked Horus directly for the second planet.

Horus nodded. He felt more assured with Mortarion's words. Just like Perturabo, the Death Guard's style was also the style of large legion combat.

The remaining Primarchs who had no missions became anxious when they saw that the two battlefields had been taken away.

"What do you mean, Horus! You look down on me!"

Dark Phoenix stood up immediately, slammed the table and questioned Horus.

"I'm afraid you'll go to the battlefield and slap the enemy with your fists! I can't bet on you doing something that would bring disgrace to the empire!"

Horus just let go now. He felt that being shameless was really good. He could scold or beat anyone he wanted. If he kept acting like that every day, he would be oppressed by this bunch of bastards!

The first moment Horus decided to completely remove his disguise and start a fight with the Dark Phoenix.

"Oh! Oh, my good brother! I am your dearest and most loving Fulgrim, am I not? After all, I have helped you, the Luna Wolves, a lot before this!"

Since the hard approach didn't work, Dark Phoenix planned to use the soft approach, but Horus still didn't speak.

After all, Istvan III has his own ideas, which is to go up himself, and this time he wants to teach these CS why he is called the war commander.

As for Dark Phoenix.

"You? You guard the house!"

Horus said with a wry smile, I will find you a good man to marry one day.

Now that the big direction is completed, the only thing left is the small matter, which is how to divide the spoils!

That's right, among the more than one hundred Word Bearers' ships, there were occasionally two ships covered with portraits of the yellow-skinned goddess.

There were only two Glorious Queens, the Chronicle of Ashes with a corrupted effigy of the Emperor, and Lorgar's Law of Faith, and both of these ships were Word Bearers without exception.

So Horus was thinking about throwing the two ships out, and whether Erebus would agree.

"Who among you wants the Glorious Queen?"

Before Horus could speak, Erebus was the first to ask.

"I think you could use Lorgar's Law of Faith. After all, that ship is about 90% new. Perturabo, Mortarion, who among you will use it?"

When Lorga heard that Erebus was going to give his ship to someone else, he was a little heartbroken for a moment, but then he thought that although it was his ship, it was gathering dust most of the time. Thinking of this, Lorga said it didn't matter.

Perturabo glanced at Mortarion. Although owning a Glorious Queen could quickly take over Randan's territory, only FW cared about this, so Perturabo spread his hands.

"Let the Death Guard take it. The Iron Warriors don't need it."

"Let the Iron Warriors use it. The Death Guard represent tenacity."

Mortarion and Perturabo spoke at the same time, and the next second their eyes met, and they could feel the competitive meaning in each other's eyes.

"Don't worry too much about the ships. I have already ordered the Mechanicus to build a new generation of ships."

A new generation of ships?

Horus felt that Erebus was joking at this time. Do you think something like the Queen of Glory is like cabbage and you can build it whenever you want?

In this case, Horus placed the Law of Faith on the Dessert Star and handed it over to the Black Phoenix to prevent the Randan fleet from the world behind from coming over and stealing his home.

"Then it's settled. Perturabo will take down Istvaan 1, Mortarion will take down Istvaan 2, and I'll take down Istvaan 3 myself!"

After saying this, Warmaster Horus stood up and looked at everyone.

Everyone applauded.

"You guys have to come with me too."

Stop the applause! Damn, you lousy warrior, can't you just take it down yourself?

191

Chapter 191: Ran Dan's alien life will be more difficult in the future!

RNM Horus!

This is the sentence that Erebus most wants to give to Horus.

How could someone really consider himself a war commander?

Erebus is in an extremely bad mood now, yes, he is extremely unhappy.

As the commander of the Word Bearers, he now needs to go to the ground and command the soldiers as soon as possible?

At Mandeville Point Istvaan III, Erebus, the commander of the first fleet, looked at Magnus and Angron beside him.

He just couldn't understand. As a Warmaster, shouldn't he be the first to arrive at the front lines of the battlefield? Why did he leave Lorgar behind instead of Erebus?

Doesn't Horus want to take over the position?

And he was not allowed to use something quick and simple like the Extermination Order, which made Erebas extremely uncomfortable. Erebas now regretted letting Horus take command.

Regret is regret, but the war still needs to be fought.

As soon as the entire fleet appeared, the alarms on the ship began to sound frantically, and everyone immediately checked the location of the Ran Dan fleet.

"Seven ships, they should be Ran Dan's advance force."

Magnus expressed his thoughts, and he could feel that there were countless psychics on the opposite side who were trying to use psychic power to explore the situation on his side. Before Magnus could take action, the demon army under the Thousand Sons began to howl and counterattack with psychic power.

"Prepare for battle!"

Angron took over the command, and Kahn looked at his own Primarch with great satisfaction. If it were in the past, Angron would have rammed his ships into the enemy like a mad dog and started boarding.

Erebus yawned and said nothing. After all, it would be a good idea for him to be lazy for a while.

Under Angron's command, the three cruisers surrounded their flagship, a battleship, the Spirit of Hate, in the center of the fleet.

The remaining eight destroyers were directly dispersed by Angron. In the last battle, Angron keenly discovered that the range of Randan's ships was much longer than that of the Human Empire. Although the power was not particularly outstanding, it also depended on who they were attacking.

So Angron divided the twelve ships directly into three formations, and the eight destroyers were divided into two formations to harass Ran Dan's fleet, while the main fleet used a one-three formation to contain the opponent.

Randan's seven ships of different sizes lined up in a row and began to launch the most primitive light spears. The moment the battle started, Erebus felt the vibration of the ships.

Erebus stood at the porthole and watched the spears of light that kept coming straight at him. Most of them were avoided by the captain of the Spirit of Hate, and a few hit the side of the ship.

Naval battles are very dull and boring.

Instructions came out of Angron's mouth and were then conveyed to each position.

After the two sides had been fighting each other for several hours, Ran Dan Alien finally realized one thing: neither side could do anything to the other!

Although the Randan alien ships are faster, the shields of the Empire's ships are extremely thick.

Even the Randan aliens on the destroyer discovered a terrifying thing: every time a human ship's shield was broken, a second, third, fourth, and fifth shield would appear...

Until the colorful lights flashed and the aliens were very annoyed, they decided not to engage in this useless naval battle. When seven ships rushed straight towards them, both Erebus and Angron thought that the commander of this fleet was crazy.

You? Alien? Boarding?

Are you crazy and am I crazy?

At this moment, Magnus also intercepted a piece of information through the subspace.

However, the content of this information shocked him a little.

[We're under attack from Chaos. Requesting support from nearby star-field fleets. We don't even know if this is the Pink Tyrant, the fleet of that shorty carrot-head, or even the red thing's forces. Shouldn't Chaos be to the east?!]

"They thought we were Chaos."

Magnus shortened the message, and the amount of information in this sentence immediately made Erebus and Angron's eyes light up.

"Where is it, Chaos?"

Magnus's face turned slightly red. What's wrong with these two guys' heads?

"I mean, they say we are Chaos! Can you understand?"

"And now the gods of the warp have begun to cause trouble in the east of the Randan Empire!"

Although Magnus didn't know how big the eastern part of the Randan Empire was, this was definitely not a good thing.

If Ran Dan already knows about Chaos, it means that Chaos is now extremely powerful!

"Duang~~"

The ship was shaking, it was the rhythm of being boarded. Erebus shook his head and held down Angron's hand as he wanted to put on the Butcher's Nail.

"Just command with peace of mind. I'll go see what's going on."

Angron hesitated for a moment.

"Be careful my brother."

Erebus nodded and led his Honor Guards out. It is worth mentioning that the one who accompanied Erebus this time was Angertai, the recognized good guy in Warhammer. Now Angertai has a certain reputation of his own in the Warp, the Scarlet Lord of the Word Bearers.

Among Erebus's five loyal dogs, he ranks third.

Erebus walked out of the bridge, and the soldiers from various legions guarding around him all presented Erebus with the Empire's Sky Eagle Salute.

Then everyone followed Erebus.

Soon Erebus's actions were discovered by a group of demons in the park.

"Hurry up! You bastards! Lord Erebus is coming for the head!"

"We cannot allow a single alien to defile the eyes of Lord Erebus! Not even one!"

Erebus looked at the blue terror jumping back and forth with a dark face.

He resisted the urge to shoot this thing with a bolt of lightning and left without looking back.

This shocked the Blue Demon. After all, if you beat him, scolded him, or even killed these subspace demons, he could accept it, but the fact that he turned around without even looking back made him think that Erebus must have thought of another way to torture them!

When Erebus arrived at the front line, he discovered something.

That means he has no head left.

All the Randan aliens that rushed in were killed by the park demons and other defensive armed forces, and not even a single head was left for Erebas. Erebas looked at the corpse of the Randan alien on the ground, with a single concave square face, strange skin color, and the terrified look before death.

"Lord Erebus, what should I do now?"

Angelte asked at this time.

"What else can we do? Of course we should attack them!"

Erebus's eyes narrowed. Horus' order was to contain the enemy fleet, so shooting it down would also be considered a containment, right?

192

Chapter 192: Yellow-skinned man versus ten thousand year old corpse! Who is trying to trick whom?

Kahn, as the World Eaters' lieutenant.

Angron's beloved son. He was one of the first World Eaters to embark on the Randan alien warships, accompanying Erebus.

The battle axe was swung up, and the lasers of the Randan alien kept hitting them. The force field was surging, and Angron activated the small demon protection device embedded in his body.

"Lord Kahn! Charge! Charge! Charge!"

The imprisoned demon attempted to lure Kahn into a direct charge, but Kahn remained unmoved.

Kahn picked up the battle axe, and beside him, Angertai held high the flag of the Word Bearers, and then stuck it heavily into the ground. This time, Erebus did not bring those Warp demons. If we always let that group of demons charge, wouldn't it seem that our Word Bearers have no one?

After adding several buffs to everyone, Ahriman went directly behind Dantioch who was holding a large shield, and took a deep breath.

"I'll use my psychic energy to open a hole here!"

Ahriman quickly threw out a few psychic missiles after he finished speaking, and then a figure like lightning rushed out directly. It was a veteran of the Night Lords of Terran descent - Urus Castekos.