Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

Of course, this is in comparison to the Space Marines.

"You may not know this news yet; it's currently being suppressed."

Philus pulled back and forth with her liquid-like iron hands, without turning her head to look at Casca, who was standing beside her, at a loss for what to do.

"It's alright to tell you. After all, you're the only one who can accept an invitation to the Emperor's Banquet as a Space Marine."

As she spoke, her expression became somewhat strange.

After all, according to the Emperor, Casca was attending the banquet as a member of the Primarchs' "family".

Even she didn't know why the usually taciturn emperor valued Casca so much.

But since that's the case, let's leave it at that.

"The leader of the Second Legion, who is also our War Commander."

"He betrayed us."

boom!

With a dull thud, the steel stamping equipment used for training roared.

Casca nodded.

"You don't seem surprised?"

Philus did not receive the surprise she had expected from Casca.

This surprised Philus somewhat.

Uh... how should I put it?

He scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

But it seems that once someone becomes a war commander, it's impossible for them not to betray the emperor.

This has become the underlying logic in Warhammer, a sufficient but not necessary condition.

"I may not be able to reveal too many specific details to you."

"In short, from now on, do not mention the Second Legion to anyone. There has never been a Second Legion in the Human Empire."

"do you understand?"

Casca nodded repeatedly.

Compared to the terrifying Emperors, the little secrets that the terrifying Inner Ring people keep are really nothing.

Neither the methods nor the effects could the First Legion pull off a move as ruthless as the "Month of Shame".

This was even when the emperor was not present.

"Alright, now you know why I came to find you, right?"

It was clearly not just to inform him.

"It's a vacancy."

"The position of War Commander has become vacant."

As the Great Crusade continues to advance beyond the galaxy, more and more Primarchs are gradually returning to the Empire's embrace.

After the Second Legion's betrayal, the selection of a new war commander became a hot topic.

Who can take on this important task after the departure of the leader of the Second Legion?

"Horus."

Phyllis reluctantly began by saying her brother's name.

Although reluctant to admit it, Horus did far better than Philus in many ways.

Whether considering his achievements in the expedition or his prestige among the Primarchs, Horus seems to be the best option after the Second Legion's departure.

But that doesn’t mean Philus has no chance.

As the wielder of the invincible war machine, the Iron Hand, Phyllis conquered worlds no less than Horus during the Great Crusade.

Any human enemy who dares to provoke her will suffer the cold wrath of her merciless iron hands.

But it seems that war alone cannot win everyone's support.

Because every war ended with the enemy being razed to the ground, she was heavily criticized by others in the Terra War Council.

"I hope that in this war in the Gardinar system, we can reclaim this planet through relatively peaceful means."

The steel hand lacks mercy.

This is one of the most criticized aspects of Phyllis.

Kind people are not suited for the army, but a person who has no kindness whatsoever is absolutely incapable of serving as a war commander.

The problem of indifference is even more pronounced compared to the friendly relationship between the Emperor's Son and the Salamander Legion.

But from this day forward, Phyllis Marus, the Mother of Steel, will shatter this prejudice.

The Battle of Gardiner is the best example of this.

The Galdinal system preserves almost its entire industrial infrastructure from the Age of Conflict.

This includes STC technology templates that any mechanical sage would covet (if their salivary glands haven't been removed), as well as bio-genetic and mechanical modification technologies.

With such powerful industrial infrastructure, the population of the entire galaxy reaches hundreds of billions, most of whom are concentrated on the host star.

Other planets in the galaxy also contain large quantities of minerals that the Empire urgently needs.

Infrastructure, technology, minerals, and population.

Each of these is a resource that the Great Expedition urgently needs.

She will use this as a gift to prove that she is worthy of the responsibilities of a war commander.

Starfield Crown.

This is what others call the Galinal Galaxy.

Given that they were able to exist for thousands of years with such vast resources, their military strength should not be underestimated.

Their highly industrialized infrastructure has provided them with an almost endless supply of weapons and equipment.

While perhaps unable to match the mighty human empire in void naval warfare, Gadinar is more than capable of making them unable to advance in ground battles on the main planet.

The Galdinar Empire even has some involvement in psionic technology.

Underestimating them could lead to the same fate as Cicero, the Ultramarines commander, who easily annihilated 500,000 Imperial soldiers and half of the Titan Legion.

Even if the Primarch of the Steel Hand personally intervened, without the intervention of Second Company Commander Akul Duna, the son of the Emperor, who sacrificed his own life to destroy the enemy's orbital system, it would have been impossible.

It's likely that the dark technology from Gadinar is enough to leave the Primarch himself on this battlefield forever.

"For the first time, I will try to resolve the issue using some gentler methods, like the Imperial Legion and the Vorgrim."

“I need your help. Take over the Gadinar system within two weeks, before my boastful brother Guilliman arrives.”

Of course, this wasn't the first time she had learned from the emperor's son.

Phyllis had previously consulted the second company commander from the Sons of the Emperor's Legion.

Aqua Duna.

He also tasted a bite of the food the other person had made.

Phyllis's expression was somewhat strange.

That thing really left a deep impression on her.

Even she, known for her resilience, couldn't finish it.

"Our conversation is over. You may leave now."

Phyllis always speaks concisely and efficiently.

"My men have arranged a meeting between the First Company of the Iron Hand and you."

"I look forward to your performance in the Iron Hand Legion. Especially since I went to great lengths to get you from Vograim."

"Yes, Lady Phyllis."

Casca walked on the plain silver-black deck of the Iron Fist ship.

There is still a short sailing time before we reach Gardiner.

He gently knocked on a heavy iron door and saw over a hundred Steel Hand Space Marines waiting in the empty hall.

Of course, there were also some soldiers from the Sixth Company of the Son of the Emperor and the Second Company under Aqua's command.

Purple and gold versus silver and black, the people on both sides are clearly distinguished.

Standing at the head of the Emperor's sons was naturally Aqua Duna, Casca's swordsmanship instructor.

"Nice to meet you."

As for the Space Marine standing at the head of the Iron Hand, he saluted Kasgar and introduced himself.

"Company Commander of the First Company of the Steel Hands, Gabriel Santo."

"Welcome, Company Commander Santo."

"Let's get straight to the point—what's your battle plan?"

The Steel Hand's combat tactics are generally extremely simple.

First came the artillery barrage.

However, since a large number of Ultramarines remain on the surface awaiting their rescue, therefore—

When bombarding the ground, the firepower should be even greater.

The defeated soldiers, reduced to such a state, have no reason to live.

While the excessive artillery fire shattered them, their deaths served as a stark reminder of the cost of defeat.

The Iron Hand does not tolerate failure.

"and many more."

Casca took a deep breath.

He experienced a small sense of awe at the Iron Hand for the first time.

"That is not our goal."

"In my private conversation with Lady Phyllis, she expressed her hope that I could correct the many problems that currently exist in the Hand of Steel."

"We hope that while the Iron Hand ruthlessly annihilates the enemy, it can also possess a merciful side."

"This is also her expectation of you."

Casca looked at everyone with a meaningful expression.

kindness.

Do you understand? Mercy!

The Steel Hands looked at each other in bewilderment.

“Well,” Company Commander Santo tried to say, “everything will remain the same, but we will hold funerals for them after the war to commemorate their great contributions to the Reich?”

Despite still harboring a deep loathing for losers, Santo still showed the "mercy" of the Iron Hand to the Ultramarines.

Casgar: "."

Is this the most merciful act that the iron-headed Iron Hand could possibly portray?

He started to have a headache.

"I understand!"

"You mean to use those remnants as bait to lure out more Gadinar people?"

"Let their lives serve the Empire one last time!"

(Using friendly forces as cannon fodder—not only Horus did this, but the senior student did it too.)

(Do it often)

After listening to the speech from Company Commander Santo, the Steel Hands nodded repeatedly.