Warhammer, I'm a nanny, not your father!

But if it was Kurta, he would not have the courage to save anyone, he would not even have the strength to hide.

"I don't know why," the young man scratched his head innocently, "maybe it's because we are companions. Lord Lorgar said we should protect our companions."

“Kurta Said.”

"Ah?" The slave was stunned for a moment, and Kurta said, "My name."

"I know." The slave was confused. He knew Kurta's name on the first day he moved into Kurta's dormitory. Why tell him now?

Kurta was silent and walked towards the temple. The war was not over yet.

The ragged young man realized it later and stumbled after him. His cracked lips trembled as he belatedly introduced himself: "Jalulek, that's my name. I don't have a surname because I'm a slave."

Kurta: “You are not a slave, you are a worker.”

"Yes, I am a worker." Jarulek smiled happily.

He used to be a slave and is now a worker. They are all willing to follow Lorgar to rebel against the Covenant because they really have a cow.

……

"Untouchables, how dare you rebel against the gods!"

The priest escaped from the temple through the back door under the cover of several guards, but was stopped by a group of rebels who accidentally walked here.

The guards were shot and killed in order to cover him, and several rebels were killed or wounded, but the remaining people were still able to surround the pastor.

The priest was forced into a corner, his gorgeous robes were stained with blood and dust, but even in a desperate situation, the priest still maintained his old pride and cursed these slaves. Their brown skin showed that they were lowly slaves!

"For freedom!" Ekodas' voice was hoarse but firm.

He raised the rusty pickaxe, which he had secretly cut off and carried close to his body, just for this moment!

"Snapped!"

Amidst the dull thud of a skull shattering, brain matter and blood splattered on the back of Ekodas's cracked hand.

……

"One, two, pull!"

Under Lorgar's leadership, the oppression that had lasted for thousands of years turned into a boiling force at this moment.

The slaves rushed through the temple corridors like a flood, stepping over the corpses of the temple guards. They worked together to wrap the rough hemp rope around the neck of the statue, like a noose for the god.

Their calloused hands gripped the ropes tightly, their brown backs stretched like drawn bows.

The rope suddenly tightened, making a creaking sound as it could not bear the weight.

The connection between the base of the statue and the ground began to crack, and fine stone chips fell down.

The holy statue that had stood for thousands of years began to shake slightly, and fell down like a prisoner on the guillotine, shattering into countless pieces when it hit the ground.

After the smoke and dust cleared, the slaves stood there in a daze.

They stared blankly at the pile of rubble on the ground that they once had to look up at, and suddenly someone let out a suppressed sob.

It turns out that gods can also be shattered, and the shackles of faith are so fragile. Why didn't they resist earlier?

Lorgar ignited the flames with the holy oil offered to the gods, and Erebus led the rebels to collect every religious scripture in the temple, throwing the scriptures containing lies into the fire, letting them turn into flying ashes.

"I have an idea." Lorgar suddenly said to Wop.

Wop: "Are you also an idea king? Tell me about it."

Lorgar cared about the "also" that Wop said. This "also" could only refer to his brother Koze, because he ranked second.

But Lorgar no longer bothers to compare with his brothers, because he will surpass his brothers and let Wop realize who is the best kid!

Lorgar: "You told me that one day we would journey to the stars, millions of lost human civilizations waiting to be saved. Colchis is not an isolated case in the galaxy. Even on Holy Terra, the cancer of religion has penetrated deeply into the people."

"Just like a surgeon removes cancerous tissue, we must precisely remove any lesions that may breed chaos. This requires a professional team!"

Wop felt somewhat relieved, and shook his head and smiled.

"Do you know what your legion is called?"

Lorgar shook his head. Wop rarely mentioned his legion because he didn't know much about them.

"Not all legions can obtain official names. Curze's Eighth Legion did not have one. But your Seventeenth Legion was named the Imperial Emissaries, also known as the Imperial Evangelists and Imperial Preachers, by the Emperor himself at the time of its founding."

"During the Terran Unification Wars, Imperial Emissaries purged enemy archives of any records deemed to contain heresy or sorcery. Defiled works, individuals, and structures were destroyed in the name of the Imperial Truth. This earned them the nickname, the Iconoclasts."

When Wop was still praying to the Emperor's figurine on Terra, Raymond warned him to be careful of missionaries who came to visit him. Those missionaries were the Imperial envoys.

If the Emperor had not come to him first, Wop might really have had his skull opened by the Imperial emissary's Space Marines one day in the future.

Luo Jia threw a gold-embossed ancient book into the fire, his eyes showing longing and tenderness for the Legion.

"I am pleased that my descendants are on the same path as me. I will not deny their achievements, but the burden of conquering the galaxy has left them with too much to do. The Empire still needs a force dedicated to purifying the poison of faith."

"Will you support me?"

Lorgar stared at Wop intently, like a seedling in the desert longing for rain, with undisguised expectation flowing in his violet eyes.

"I will always support you, as long as you remain human."

“The definition is yours.”

"Isn't it possible?" Wop asked back, imitating Lorca's behavior.

"I am very honored."

The corners of Lorgar's lips rose slightly. He was very happy that it was Wop who defined whether he was a human being, rather than the Emperor he had never met.

"Ring of Ashes." Lorgar gazed at the ash swirling in the hot wind. He slowly raised his palm and let a strand of ash fall into it. The scorching heat penetrated his skin, and his voice rippled in the heat. "They will be named after this."

Wop: "What's the name of your legion?"

"Don't you like the name Imperial Envoy?" Lorgar asked.

"Not really, but all Primarchs will rename their Legions upon their return."

"I have not decided yet."

"It's okay. You can take your time to think about it. You have time before the Emperor arrives."

Lorgar was silent. If possible, he hoped that the Emperor would never come to Colchis.

But he couldn't be so selfish. He was born with a mission, and there were countless worlds in the galaxy waiting for him to save.

He didn't say this willful request out loud, as he didn't want to disappoint Wop.

……

"Two short days," Esperia said. "The Covenant reinforcements will arrive in Myersen during the winter break at the latest."

Akshida: "They can't attack in the cold. Even if they had creepers, the chill of the high night would stall the steam engines."

Erebus: "But the cold of the high night will also limit us. We can only huddle in Myrsen."

Kurta, Jarulek and others stood close to the metal wall of the temporary command post, their young backs stretched straight.

As the few young soldiers allowed to attend the meeting, they even breathed lightly for fear of disturbing the commanders who were having a heated discussion in front of the sand table.

The war between the rebels and the Covenant will last for a long time. The scale and intensity of the war will far exceed any previous uprising. The rebels will also need more outstanding commanders to command the army and defend the expanding territory. These people will be selected from the youngest fighters of the rebels.

Due to their outstanding performance in the capture of Mersen, Kurta and Jarulek were both promoted as exceptions.

"What's your name?" asked the boy next to him.

"Kurta, he is Jarulek, what about you?"

"Ekodas," the young man said carelessly, "I killed a priest. What about you?"

"We are not as good as you."

Kurta felt guilty because he felt that he did not live up to the reputation. Although he did rush faster than others, he had not even fired a gun many times, let alone killed anyone. Jarulek did kill two Covenant soldiers.

Kurta noticed that Jarulek was staring longingly at the boy standing next to the other commanders.

"His name is Erebus, and he was the first to follow Lord Lorgar."

"One day, sooner or later, I will be in his position."

Ekodas was confident, but he lowered his voice.

Van Mogel: "My people are accustomed to the cold, and we can go out to scout even in the high night."

Naro: "I will lead the workers to repair the city gate before the cold comes."

Although the rebels are small in size, they have all the necessary facilities. Their organizational structure is more refined and efficient than that of the Covenant.

Several commanders also performed their duties. Esberya and Axida commanded the army, Van Mogel commanded a reconnaissance force composed of the rejected people, Nairo managed the workers, and Erebus led the newly established Ring of Ashes to collect and destroy religious texts.

"Let's attack." Lorgar's finger gently slid across the map. "Ehshe Huk's plantation is only two days' journey away from us, and Triku's plantation is even closer. We can capture them before the Covenant reinforcements arrive!"

"But," Esberya wanted to persuade him. Luo Jia knew that she had many reasons, such as the army had just experienced a hard battle and needed to rest, and their troops were not many and it was not appropriate to divide them.

But Luo Jia thought more than her and had a broader vision.

Lorca shook his head.

"You always tend to put the rebels at a disadvantage, and tend to be defensive when making plans. I understand your fear of the Covenant. The Covenant has ruled this world for too long, and we are indeed outnumbered by them."

"But the strategic initiative still lies in our hands. The Covenant knows nothing about the rebels' situation. They only know that Atlantis has suddenly lost contact with Vahadiresh, and at best they can guess that there is a slave uprising there."

"Colchis has been at peace for a long time, and the Covenant cannot mobilize a large army in a short period of time. Therefore, the reinforcements sent by the Covenant will not be large. Their purpose is to investigate what happened in Atlantis, not to recapture it."

"If the Covenant wants to attack Atlantis, they must rely on the three settlements closest to Atlantis: Melson, Ehsher Hook, and Triku. As long as we capture these three camps, the Covenant troops departing from Wahadi Resh will not be able to receive any supplies along the way!"

"While the Covenant still doesn't pay enough attention to us, now is the best time for us to expand our sphere of influence."

"If we fail to gain a foothold in the desert before the Covenant mobilizes its heavy forces to encircle and suppress us, our cause will be ruined!"

Lorgar's words struck like a hammer on everyone's heart, for they realized that Lorgar was right.

"My Lord," Akshida said in a low voice, "Please give Melson to me. Melson will not fall until my blood runs dry."

He never talks much, but he believes in Luo Jia and believes that as long as he holds on firmly, there will be a way!

"No need to defend, attack on all fronts!" Lorgar pointed his finger at the attack route on the map. "Akshida, you and Espeia each lead an army. You will attack Ehshe Huk via the eastern sand ridge, and Espeia will bypass Triku along the dry riverbed."

Esperia asked in astonishment, "What about Melson? Are we going to give up here?"

They couldn't defend Melson while attacking Ehsher Hooker and Tricu, and time ran out.

Lorgar: "Leave the Covenant's reinforcements to me and the Ring of Ashes."

Esperia did not ask any further questions. The battle-hardened armorer now lowered his eyelashes like a devout believer.

Everyone present had witnessed the miracles performed by Lorgar with their own eyes, and the rain of bullets solidified in the light blue psychic ripples still made them feel dreamy.

……

The Ring of Ashes, a newly formed chapter.

All members are teenagers between two and two and a half years old. Their fighting ability is lower than that of adults, but their plasticity is higher than that of adults.

Erebus was to lead them, with Lorgar himself in command.

In Lorgar's vision, the Ring of Ashes would become the foundation of the Legion, and they would become the Legion's new recruits after the Emperor's coming.

Lorgar will educate them personally, tell them the truth about the world, tell them why humans are born free, and why they should not believe in gods!

In the biting cold wind, Lorgar's white robe rustled.

He stared at the light that was gradually approaching in the distant darkness, and the sound was as light as a feather falling on the snow.

"Am I doing the right thing?"

"Do I need to tell you this?" Wop was helpless.

"I want to hear it from you."

"Lorca, you did a great job."

"If someone accuses me of this one day, will you help me?"

"Is that even a question? Of course I'll stand by you."

The corners of Luo Jia's lips slowly rose, and his handsome face was coated with a layer of warm golden outline in the swaying firelight.

Erebus lowered his head. He disliked Lorgar a little bit.

Wop is too doting on Lorca. He is already grown up, so why does he still dote on him like a child?

Lorgar is too childish. He is already a giant over two meters tall, so why is he still chattering in front of Wop like a child?