Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"Alright, let's just leave this matter at that. Let's discuss our future plans." Ferrus sighed, sighing as he gazed at the resigned Guilliman. Anger and bickering wouldn't solve the problem. As the leader, Ferrus needed to come up with a solution. After this battle, the various Legions suffered heavy losses. To prepare for an even more treacherous war, Ferrus needed to rally more of his brothers and Legions. And Guilliman? Ferrus's initial impression of him wasn't favorable, but since he admitted his mistakes, Ferrus decided to lend him a hand.

"Guilliman, my brother, you, like Brother Russ, have a fiefdom. Our father allows you to have a fiefdom of your own. This is a very good thing. Since you have just returned, your legion is relatively small in number and has suffered heavy losses, so in the future you will not have to face powerful aliens like Randan. Leave the affairs of this battlefield to us. In the future, the Ultramarines will only need to eliminate other threats and develop industry to provide supplies and arms for our legions." Ferrus said to Guilliman earnestly.

Ferrus had a general understanding of Guilliman's situation. He wasn't particularly impressed by his brother's tactics and skills, but his farming skills were truly impressive. Thus, Ferrus felt that with Guilliman's help, he wouldn't have to worry about munitions and supplies in the future. Ferrus was also building his own system. The Space Wolves were his allies, the Krakus were his comrades, and Guilliman? Ferrus felt he would be a good logistics manager.

"Macragge is willing to provide sufficient equipment to our allies," Guilliman declared. "However, I must remind you of one thing: the honor of the Ultramarines must never be tarnished. The humiliation we suffered today at the hands of the Randan xenos must be atoned for by me and my Legion at some point in the future!" Guilliman declared firmly.

"I, Guilliman, swear! I will never let my Legion be labeled mediocre! Never!" Guilliman was practically furious by the end! His attitude surprised even the hard-line Ferrus. After all, in Ferrus's opinion, Guilliman didn't seem like someone who could say such a thing.

In reality, from the very beginning of his encounter with Dorn, Guilliman had sensed his brothers' attitudes towards him. Dorn was scathing, bluntly criticizing Guilliman's tactics and organizational flaws. He also described his legions as ordinary and lacking in character. Balder was more tactful. However, he easily defeated his legions on the training grounds, and their interactions were primarily focused on the construction of his fiefdom. This showed that Balder, too, was not optimistic about his military abilities. Ferrus's attitude was even more pronounced.

Guilliman could sense Ferrus's good intentions. Though his words were harsh, they were also for the benefit of the Ultramarines. If he had fought like this in his first major battle since returning, wouldn't he have been a laughingstock among his brothers? Of course, Ferrus and the others might have considered Guilliman mediocre, but they wouldn't have called him irresponsible or incompetent. After all, the Randan xenomorph was truly exceptional. However, the other brothers, especially some, might not have the same view. Ferrus, Clarks, and Guilliman were comrades, but the other brothers had never seen a Randan xenomorph and didn't have much of a relationship with Guilliman.

Moreover, with such heavy losses, further expansion of the Legion was difficult. So Ferrus had Guilliman's best interest in mind when he said he would let him deal with more manageable enemies. But it was clear that Guilliman wasn't going to accept it! His pride and honor meant he couldn't retreat, and the lives and blood of thousands of Ultramarines couldn't be shed in vain! In the dark galaxy, blood debts are only ever paid with blood.

"Very good, you have finally realized your most important identity: you are the Lord of the Legion, a descendant of the Emperor." Ferrus nodded. "However, you must understand that many things are difficult to accomplish. Are you and your Legion ready? Are you prepared, like steel, forged through repeated training and battle?" Ferrus asked.

"As brothers and allies, the Iron Hands Legion is willing to provide support and assistance to the Ultramarines. We can send representatives to each other for tactical exchanges and mutual assistance. At the same time, I am also willing to allow the two armies to communicate on some technical and trade issues." said Ferrus.

As the saying goes, "One who doesn't manage a household doesn't know the value of daily necessities." Managing a planet and a legion was easy for Ferrus. But building a "cosmic enterprise" spanning multiple worlds and connecting a sector brought Ferrus considerable pressure. This was especially true when it came to finances. For the first time, he realized that his own wealth wasn't all that substantial... Making money, not bad at all.

"Like what the Space Wolves and the Iron Hands did back then?" Guilliman said. It was impossible for Guilliman to follow Ferrus' lead with his entire army, as Klax did. However, if they could cooperate, sending some units to join the friendly legions to learn and exchange ideas, it would be possible.

"Yes, that's right. I think the Ultramarines can be as powerful as the Iron Hands." Ferrus nodded.

"Very good, my brother, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation." Guilliman was still very satisfied with the result. After all, his elder brother was willing to lead him right after he came back, and the two sides had a good relationship with each other, which was already very good.

"There's one more thing. Your fleet organization must change. The gap between your ideas and the needs of the battlefield is too great. This will cause you to lose the victory you have secured and will also cause your legion to shed more blood in vain.

"I will make changes based on the experience of my allies and the actual situation on Macragge." Guilliman threw his previous fleet formation plan directly into the trash. Facing an enemy like Randan, weighing the pros and cons and striking a balance are no longer important. The most important thing is how to kill this group of enemies!

"Very good." Ferrus nodded, then looked at Clarks, who dodged slightly. "Brother, I've told you many times that the Raven Guard is a legion, and a legion shouldn't be limited to simple infiltration operations. You've reached a bottleneck, and only by breaking through this bottleneck can you achieve greater development."

Ferrus was also very dissatisfied with Clarks' performance. The Raven Guard's fleet was still as weak as ever. This made Ferrus very anxious. After all, the Emperor had handed Clarks over to him, but now, he did not allow Clarks to become a capable person. Ferrus felt that this was his dereliction of duty!

"I will try my best. Ferrus, I promise that the future Raven Guard will never be like this time. When necessary, we will be able to withstand any pressure." Clarks said with a little shame. This time, his legion's performance was not very good, and his flagship was almost lost. If it were not for the support of the Space Wolves, Clarks would probably become the first Primarch to lose his flagship. This was quite a stimulation for him.

"Time waits for no one, Clarks. I think our improvement should be accelerated. I hope there will be a larger-scale exchange between the legions of both sides. I will hand over 5000 Iron Hands troops to you to make up for your lack of frontal combat capability. Your Raven Guard also needs to hand over part of its troops to me in an organized manner. I will teach them how to fight a large-scale battle." Ferrus said.

The Iron Hands suffered heavy losses in this battle, with over ten thousand casualties. Even at their peak, the Iron Hands numbered just over 10, and the current force only boasts 6. With over 20% of their forces casualties and a significant number of warships lost, the Iron Hands would likely be forced to refrain from engaging in significant battles for a long time. Ferrus needed to restore the Legion's combat effectiveness while also managing armament production, so under these circumstances, the Iron Hands temporarily halted their offensive.

As for the Raven Guard, their deployment this time was limited, only 5000 men. They still had ample manpower, so Ferrus planned to allocate some of his own troops to Krakus, then give him some vulnerable positions, allowing him to try to carry out some missions independently. This would serve as a form of training. As for extracting troops from Krakus's legion in an organized manner, it was also to allow them to systematically learn the Iron Hands' frontal combat style.

"Is it possible?" Guilliman looked at the two brothers in surprise. Obviously, in the communication between the two sides, Guilliman could clearly feel Ferrus's strength. Even Guilliman felt that it was a bit too much. After all, in Guilliman's view, it was okay for everyone to cooperate in a battle, it was okay for us to cooperate with each other, and it was okay to temporarily hand it over to you for command, but it was a bit presumptuous to incorporate another brother's organized troops into your own system for a long time.

"Okay, Ferrus, I agree." Clarks pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement with Ferrus's suggestion. "I will strive to shoulder my responsibilities. In the next battle, I will not let the Empire down."

"Very good. It seems that the problem between us brothers has been solved." Ferrus nodded with satisfaction. "Is there anything else you want to talk about?" Ferrus asked.

"Other things?" Guilliman frowned.

"Yes, regarding the return of another new brother of ours, the Primarch of the First Legion, the master of the Emperor's most powerful legion, his position has been determined. Perhaps, our father is communicating with him now." Ferrus said.

"Is this information accurate?" Guilliman asked. Though he had only just returned, he had long heard of the renowned First Legion. This oldest, most mysterious, and largest legion, shrouded in shadows, was undeniably powerful. The most formidable and tenacious foes were handed to this terrifying legion, who silently wiped out even the smallest trace of their existence. Then, they quietly departed the battlefield, retreating to their hidden fortresses, awaiting the next call.

"That's accurate. Before this battle, I communicated with our father. He said that he already knew the horror of the Randan alien, so he would mobilize the Empire's most powerful forces to fight against this alien, and the Primarch of the First Legion would join this war. If nothing unexpected happens, we will become comrades in the future." After all, Ferrus was the commander-in-chief of this battle, so it was normal for the Emperor to contact him alone.

"Become comrades-in-arms? I just don't know if this brother is easy to get along with." Clarks said.

"The First Legion is powerful and mysterious. I wonder what will happen if they face the War Moon of Randan." said Guilliman.

"Father has a plan for the war against the Randan aliens. Several legions will be deployed in the war and dispersed to various battlefields. Clarks and I will be responsible for one battlefield, and the Space Wolves Legion may be split into two parts to fight in rotation. After this battle, part of Balder will take a temporary break, and Russ will lead the remaining main force of the Space Wolves Legion to the battle against Randan. They may cooperate with the Dark Angels. Of course, other legions will also join in, but I don't know the details." Ferrus said.

"If the Iron Hands are about to launch another attack, please don't forget to notify me." Guilliman said to Ferrus after pondering for a moment.

"I will," Ferrus said with satisfaction. It was clear that Ferrus was interested in commanding the Randan War. However, Ferrus also realized that the power and combat effectiveness he possessed were clearly insufficient. Therefore, he needed to win over allies. Guilliman was a good choice.

"Then, in the future, will the Luna Wolves, known as the Wolf Shepherd Gods, also intervene in this war?" Guilliman's brain quickly reminded him of another shining existence among the Primarchs.

"I don't know. If Horus is willing to participate in this war, then I admire him. If he refuses, I will despise him." said Ferrus.

"From what I know about him, after hearing about this campaign, he's probably not willing to participate in a large-scale battle," said Clarks. "He cherishes the honor of his Legion and his feathers. His Legion and its glory are always so bright and glorious." Clarks did not hide his dissatisfaction with Horus.

"emmmm. After all, the Randan aliens are only a strategic direction of the empire. Other directions still need powerful legions." Guilliman said.

"Let's see what happens next. We just need to do our own thing." Ferrus said. Obviously, with the return of the Primarchs, various small circles have begun to be established.

While the three Primarchs were meeting, Baldur was also busy with his own affairs. Meanwhile, aboard the Space Wolves battleship Splendor, Baldur was preparing to receive representatives from the DA Legion. As for why he wasn't aboard the Endless Journey? Because the Endless Journey, now unsealed and fully operational, held too many secrets. The Endless Journey needed to finish up, while publicly disclosing the need for refitting and maintenance. No one could offer a definitive explanation.

With Jonson's imminent return, the Emperor's most powerful Legion has been completed. Under these circumstances, Jonson's First Legion will inevitably be on the front lines against the Randan xenos. And considering that after this battle, Russ will lead the Legion to cooperate with Jonson, while he himself needs to rest and prepare for his apotheosis, while also dealing with matters involving Boss Pi and the Khan, some matters require advance communication and discussion. Furthermore, Nimeen's Order truly deserves the Space Wolves' respect. Their friendship and cooperation are time-honored, and they should lend a helping hand whenever possible.

Chapter 210 The Traveler's Future

"Will Russ and Jonson have another friendly match in this dimension?" Balder frowned slightly as he sat upright on his throne. He counted on his fingers, and his frown deepened... In countless future fragments, Balder witnessed Russ and Jonson arguing and exchanging blows. This left Balder speechless. He sighed at the struggle between canines and felines that had stretched from the Blue Planet to the present day.

"Actually, Jonson and Russ are quite similar in some ways," Balder thought. They were both the Emperor's best tools, and once the Emperor gave an order, it was always ruthless and decisive. Neither of them attached much importance to so-called rules. When faced with interference from certain quarters, Russ might scoff and ignore it, while DA would likely remain silent and simply address the interference...

Moreover, Russ and Johnson are sometimes unwilling to listen to advice and have bad tempers. For the sake of his own obsession, Russ can lead the entire legion to raid the Vengeful Spirit and then kill off an entire Space Wolves Legion. It would be great if those tens of thousands of Space Wolves could join the Defense of Terra.

The same is true of Jonson. In the 30th century, he could barely tolerate even the slightest bit of opposition from his subordinates. For example, Jonson imprisoned his adoptive father, Luther, on Caliban with a single order because of his support for Horus. During the Heresy, Jonson also punched his own subordinate to death. During the Heresy, Jonson was also asked to aid Terra, but he ended up burning the Rebellion base and homeworld instead, a decision that was undoubtedly a grave error. However, no one could change Jonson's mind. Of course, for the most part, Jonson's intelligence and skills remained above average.

"It would be nice if the 30K lion had the temperament and temper of the 40K lion." Balder said, touching his chin.

"Forget it, let's not think about that for now. Let's focus on the battle situation first." Balder stretched out his hand, and a star map appeared before him. While dispatching the Supreme Mastermind, Balder also extracted a wealth of information and memories about Ran Dan from its brain. In fact, Balder's battle plan this time was very successful. He used the Tower of Light to lure the Ran Dan fleet to the area, and then used the Tower of Light to directly kill them. This time, two War Moons arrived, just enough to meet the Imperial army's defense limit. If it had come for three War Moons, the fleet would have been almost finished.

Bader was very careful. Not even a single piece of information was leaked before the target was destroyed. Not only could no Randan warship escape, but even psychic communication could not be sent out. So for the Randan aliens, the sudden loss of two war moons was undoubtedly a heavy blow. After all, the Randan aliens only had 13 war moons at their peak. There were 11 before this war, and after the war, it directly became 9...

This would obviously have a profound impact on the Randan aliens, making them even more cautious and brutal. He himself would be unable to return to the battlefield for some time, as the Endless Journey required extensive repairs and modifications. Balder himself had to handle various chores while also absorbing the power of faith and addressing the various requests of believers. He had a feeling that with every moment of influx of faith, Balder would be further and further removed from mortals.

According to the knowledge provided by the Eldar gods, initially, the Eldar gods could manifest in the mortal realm. However, as the Eldar grew in power, their power grew. When they reached a certain level of strength, their essences would reside in the Warp or the Webway. In Eldar mythology, Asuran ultimately separated humans from gods. This is precisely what happened, just as the essences of the Chaos Gods reside in the Warp.

Can gods or gods themselves enter the physical realm? Well, it depends. The Emperor's essence is already in the Warp, his body bound to the Golden Throne, but he can still possess Guilliman to block Nurgle's Garden. When Angron attacked the Anthem Engine, the Emperor intervened, possessing someone and striking a blow that could have completely destroyed Angron. However, Khorne also intervened at this moment. In this moment, Angron could even see the fighting and war across the galaxy, then turned and slashed the Anthem Engine, corrupting the entire fleet.

While gods can directly possess and influence their followers, this is problematic. However, the combat effectiveness of possessed followers depends on their foundation. The power bestowed by possessing a Primarch is undoubtedly far greater than possessing an ordinary giant. Perhaps this is why the Chaos Gods desire Primarchs. After all, only the Primarchs' forbidden technology, combined with the power of the Warp, can allow their vast power to better influence the physical universe.

However, there's a difference between ascended deities like the Emperor and the Traveler and the evil gods of the Warp. Born in the Warp, the evil gods represent an alternate universe. Upon meeting them, the Emperor declared them to have disrupted the balance between the Warp and the physical universe. This implies that the physical universe ultimately has a significant weakening effect on the evil gods of the Warp. Unlike the Emperor and the Traveler, however, they ascended from the physical universe. After their essences entered the Warp, their bodies remained. In the Warp, they established their own divine kingdoms. However, since they were born in the physical universe, their true selves or avatars could more easily enter the physical universe.

This is also true for the Eldar gods. After all, when Khorne and Seljuk fought for the War God Khaine, Khaine was torn apart, and his body, along with the remaining power of the God of War, was scattered across the galaxy. These are called the Avatars of the God of War.

After Balder recovered the Tower of Light and sat on the throne, he considered many things. His deification was imminent, and if he won the final battle with the Lord of Randan, then with the help of the vast faith and destiny of the entire human empire, he could become a god. Moreover, at this time, the traveler did not believe that the evil god could interfere with him.

Putting aside the limitations of the Heretic Gods' means, they could, for a time, arm a Horus capable of inflicting fatal damage to the weakened Emperor, but they could never produce a second one, or the Emperor would have been doomed long ago. Furthermore, when crafting Horus, the god-killing weapon, the Heretic Gods also had to follow the will of fate. They first needed to sow doubt and resentment, then corrupt and bribe him, and then strengthen and bless him, before finally facing the Emperor.

Currently, the evil gods are unaware of their existence. Their plan is to corrupt Horus and the other Primarchs to fight the Emperor once the Imperium of Mankind's crusade reaches its peak and its Mandate is exhausted. In their haste, they are unable to forge a suitable weapon against the Traveler. As for what the Traveler will do once they enter the Warp, in the evil gods' home turf? That's nothing to worry about.

The Emperor also has a Warp projection, and the Unholy Gods have been unable to destroy it for tens of thousands of years. So when the Traveler and the Emperor are facing each other, it's naturally impossible for the Unholy Gods to destroy it. And even if that doesn't work, the Eldar have already given the Traveler the power of the Webway, so the worst that can happen is that he can just hide in it...

"It's a shame. After becoming a god, I can only travel in my avatar most of the time. It's a bit inconvenient." The traveler touched his chin. He also had to consider the shock his ascension would cause the entire empire, especially the primarch and certain high-ranking officials.

After becoming a god, travelers inevitably cause a profound shock to the real world. From Primarchs to commoners of the Empire, everyone will inevitably react differently to a god. This is especially true when a god is closely connected to their own race and certain fields. Travel is an issue that almost no civilization can avoid.

Balder could foresee that in the future, the empire would inevitably see the emergence of fanatics, and their numbers would be substantial. Among them would not only be those seeking power and authority, but also those seeking various spiritual sustenance. There would also be those who loathed and resented the gods. After all, the existence of gods, as something beyond the norm, broke many of the world's conventions.

Just like the High Lords of the Empire in the 40K era, they hope to rule the human empire in the name of the Emperor, but they do not want the Emperor to rise again or the Emperor's descendants to return, because such a highly symbolic existence could deprive them of the rights they have held for tens of thousands of years.

Take Guilliman. Upon his return, he surveyed Terra and might have been surprised to discover that those most eager for the Primarch's return wouldn't be the High Lords, but rather the State Cult... There were traitors and compromisers within the State Cult, but the vast majority truly believed in the Emperor. So much so that Guilliman came to believe that the State Cult and the Faith in the Emperor were the pillars of the Imperium of Man in this era. And the Emperor's apparition nearly shattered Guilliman's entire perspective.

What if the Traveler successfully achieved deification this time? Unlike the Emperor in the background, whose physical body was shattered by the blows, the Traveler's deification could be considered a very successful ascension. After all, this was the path taken by their predecessors. The impact would be completely different. If the Emperor in the background were angry, he could just cast a curse on the Legion or even possess it. If the deification were normal, the impact on the race would be even greater. And what would the various classes of humanity think about all this? How would they react? How would the political and divine powers be balanced? What would be the relationship between the High Lords, the Legions, and the Church? Even how would the Church of the Emperor and the Church of the Traveler coexist? These are all questions that require serious consideration.

In truth, the Traveler harbored no particular political ambitions. He was unwilling to directly establish a system of rule that combined political and divine authority. He was even willing to let Guilliman handle the bulk of administrative tasks. The Traveler paid no mind to Guilliman's wariness and resentment of the gods. After all, he wasn't the only one to achieve deification; the Emperor had also become a god... Furthermore, given Guilliman's character, if both the Emperor and the Traveler's avatars could retain sufficient humanity, he would accept the other as a being as powerful as a god, rather than a deity.

Of course, this is a self-deceptive notion. After all, the essence of gods is the elevation of power, and so-called humanity and divinity are merely different aspects of them. The saying "looking at a mountain from one side and seeing a peak from the other" simply means different perspectives lead to different conclusions. Besides the Primarchs, some capable legionaries and commanders might also be less than impressed with the gods.

The Traveler is certain that some loyalists in the background detest the Chaos Gods, but at the same time, they don't consider the Emperor a true god. In fact, in the 40th century, the Space Marine Legions each expressed their own views on the Emperor's divinity, and the State Church generally ignored it, though sometimes it intervened to no avail. So, how would they view the Emperor and the Traveler after their deification? Would they consider deities an obstacle to their race's progress?

"This is such a fu@king hassle," Balder said, shaking his head. "However, if possible, we should let more Legionnaires see the Randan Alien and feel the near-godlike power of the Randan Alien Overlord. I think that would solve a lot of problems, right?"

After all, most people adhere to pragmatism. When they encounter an irresistible existence, it is natural for them to rationally choose to cooperate, at least that is the case for most people.

After ascending to godhood, the traveler must first deal with the problems of his own divine domain and catch up with the Great Heresy, a major event that will determine the situation in the galactic material world and the warp. If the Empire wins, then the galactic material world represented by humanity will reach a new and long-lasting balance with the Chaos Gods.

Of course, even then, the Human Empire will face challenges. Chaos-believing traitors will continue to stir up trouble within Humanity's borders. The Ork gods, restless and unwilling to be left alone, will also relentlessly stir up trouble. Defeating the Orks is easy, but eradicating them is truly arduous. If time continues, the Tyranids will eventually discover the galaxy. This is an unavoidable fact of fate. The beacon of Pharos is merely an incitement. In the shadows, war and conflict will permeate the entire timeline.

Becoming a god is not the end of the traveler's journey, but a new beginning!

"Well, it's time to meet with the Dark Angels. Nemean, Maurice, and Asmodeus are old friends after all." Balder smiled, reminiscing about his time with the Dark Angels. Honestly, Balder loved reminiscing about those friendships and collaborations. While the Dark Angels were as old-fashioned as ever and had their own agendas, they were truly exceptional and of immense help to the Space Wolves.

"Tell our friends of the Dark Angels to come in. I'm ready to welcome our friends!" Balder ordered.

Chapter 211 Inner Ring Merchant (6K)

"Welcome, friends of the Dark Angels. Let us sit together, share the joy and experience of victory, and imagine a bright future. I heard that the Primarch of your Legion has returned, and this time, you will meet your Primarch with the merit of defeating the Randan aliens, bringing glory and new glory to the First Legion." Balder stood up to greet the three Dark Angels officers in front of him.

"I rely on your might, Lord Balder. Without your knowledge and strength, we would likely be defeated this time." Morris stepped forward and bowed to Balder. His respectful attitude and reverent words surprised Balder. He had not expected the Dark Angel, known for his inherent arrogance, to act this way.

The reason was simple: this time, the Dark Angels were truly shocked! They were amazed that such terrifying xenos existed in the world, yet at the same time, they were relieved that such a powerful being still existed within their own ranks. As Morris had said, without Balder, the Imperial Fleet would have been doomed!

The Dark Angels were proud. They were the first Legion Astartes founded by the Emperor, the foremost of all Legions, and wielded the terrifying technological relics of the Dark Ages. They were the Emperor's Angels of Death, the last bulwark of the Imperium of Man. However, in this campaign, the Dark Angels discovered that their so-called dark technological relics and technologies were of little use in a battle beyond mortal comprehension.

Privately, Morris, the leader of the Order of the Circle of Destruction, had told Nemean that without the Endless Journey and Balder, even if the Dark Angels concentrated the same number of forces, it would be difficult to win. They had privately deduced that War Moon No. 2 was still easy. The Dark Angels figured that if they could find a way to have a Glorious Queen with a bunch of forbidden weapons crash into it, and then overload the reactor, that would be enough. But War Moon No. 1 was really difficult to deal with. The opponent's ability was too weird. He didn't know if there were more terrifying things in the Sandalwood Order or some more secretive orders, but his order didn't have that ability.

"Thank you for the compliment. We are all serving humanity." Balder said with a smile.

"The Dark Angels Legion looks forward to our next cooperation with you. I believe that our Primarch is also willing to fight alongside you in this battle against the Randan aliens and forge glory for humanity and the Empire in the starry sea." Morris bowed again and hinted that the two sides could continue to cooperate.

The Dark Angels knew that when faced with such a formidable xenos, they would be at the forefront; this was their duty and their honor. In fact, before this battle, the previous Grand Master of the Dark Angels, Urian, had suggested that the Dark Angels take charge of this campaign. However, this plan was rejected by the Emperor. On the one hand, Baldur was personally commanding the operation and needed to retrieve certain items, and on the other hand, the Primarch of the First Legion was about to return, so the plan was abandoned.

But now, with the return of the Lord of the First Legion and the heavy losses sustained by several frontline legions in this battle, the Dark Angels must shoulder the heavy responsibility of fighting against the Randan. It is clear that this time, the Randan aliens have put immense pressure on the Dark Angels, so the Dark Angels, who have always preferred to fight alone, have begun to consider seeking allies.

"I'm afraid I'll have to leave the front lines for a while," Balder said. "The Endless Journey needs repair and maintenance, and the ancient ruins we just acquired need research. However, the Space Wolves will not be absent from the war against the Randan. Primarch Russ will lead the Space Wolves into the fight against the Randan."

"Uh..." Morris lowered his head slightly, a look of dejection in his eyes. He felt it was a shame that the Sixth Legion's most elite troops were temporarily absent. However, it was also understandable. Facing such a formidable enemy, the mysterious and powerful Endless Journey couldn't possibly remain unscathed. Therefore, repairs and maintenance were necessary. As for the Space Wolves led by Russ... Morris welcomed them equally, but he felt their level was a little lacking... and many things were actually difficult to handle.

After decades of fighting, Maurice learned not only warfare but also the art of government. He deeply respected and recognized Balder, not only for his superior tactics but also for his tact, or perhaps, for his indifference to worldly status and glory. Ferrus was the overall commander of this campaign, but Ferrus's contributions were not as great as those of Balder and his Space Wolves. Yet, Balder ceded command and glory to him.

What about Russ? How would he get along with his Primarch? Would they be able to achieve harmony? Would the two Legions fight separately, or work closely together? Whose orders would they take during battle? It was a complex matter. Baldur was easygoing, and Russ was a good friend. But when it came to crucial matters like command of a campaign, his approach was a different matter.

Balder knew about this, but what was fate? Even if you knew it, it would still happen, just like a major rebellion was inevitable, and a cat-and-dog fight was inevitable. Fortunately, it was just a minor incident, nothing serious. Balder didn't bother to bother with it, and he did have important things to do.

"We welcome the King of Fenris to fight alongside our Lord," said Morris.

"Okay, you can contact Lord Rus about this issue in the future. I won't take care of it for now. Before I leave, let's settle the accounts, starting from the beginning when your Excellency helped us train new recruits. At that time, the Space Wolves were poor and had nothing to give. Later, your Excellency fought together with the Space Wolves Legion twice. We have formed a deep friendship. If you have any needs, just ask. Lord Rus also agrees with this." Balder said.

Balder was truly grateful to Morris and his Dark Angels, and their relationship was truly good. Balder also hoped that through his help, more Dark Angels would survive the Battle of Randan. Of course, he also hoped that someone could act as a buffer when Jonson and Russ clashed.

"This... You're too polite." Morris was startled at first. Then, a smile crossed his lips, and he spoke quickly. The Space Wolves and the Order of the Circle have always traded, though the volume was limited. After all, the Space Wolves' production wasn't high in the beginning. But now things are different. Ferrus and the Space Wolves have established a "Cosmic Megacorporation." Meanwhile, the Lord of Agriculture, Guilliman, has made a brilliant return. The Legion's equipment will be substantial.

"Hey, we're all friends, so this is a bit awkward," said Balder.

"In that case, then we'd better obey your command." Morris took over the conversation very quickly.

"Well...can't you be more polite? Aren't big cats usually very reserved?" Morris's answer surprised Balder, and he picked up the wine glass to hide his expression.

"After this battle, we realized that in infantry combat, the Randan Bone Eaters are more effective than ordinary Legion Terminators. This superior quality gives them a clear advantage in street fighting and boarding. Therefore, we plan to establish an elite heavy infantry unit, and the Centurion Terminator is the best heavy infantry armor. However, we don't have enough on hand. We are willing to purchase more Centurion Terminator armor. Or we can use technology or labor to offset the cost," Morris said after a moment of thought. Then he held up two fingers.

"200 sets? That's all it takes? No problem," Balder said nonchalantly. After all, according to the Space Wolves' bill, at least 800 pieces had already flowed into the hands of the Centurions of the Circle Order, though some had been lost and damaged, and some had been dispersed to other orders. But only 200 sets this time seemed a bit small.

"It's 2000 sets..." Morris said embarrassedly.

"What?!" Balder said he didn't hear clearly.

"Over the years, we have obtained a total of 825 sets of Centurion Power Armor from the Space Wolves Legion, of which 430 sets remain in the Order. However, more than 150 sets of these power armors were completely lost in the long-term fighting. Especially in this battle, 20 sets were completely lost at once. The number of Centurion Power Armor we can mobilize now has never exceeded 180 sets. (Because some power armors need repair and maintenance.)" Morris began to complain.

"So is it appropriate to ask for 2000 sets at once? Our Primarch, the First Company under Russ, has the most Centurion Power Armour in the entire army, but it only has 1200 sets. You, an order, want 2000 sets?" Balder asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Our Order of the Circle of Destruction is a little bit large."

"How many people?" Balder's tone was still full of hostility.

"More than 2 people..." Morris said sincerely.

"Pfft..." Balder felt completely unwell, thinking to himself, the DA Legion is truly vast and powerful. But then again, during the Rand-Dan Alien War, the Dark Angels lost tens of thousands of men (some sources say even more, with losses ranging from one-third to one-half). Still, their numbers were only slightly lower than the Ultramarines' at the time. That's a truly formidable force. And now, having not yet experienced the heavy losses of the Rand-Dan War, the DA's military might will only grow even stronger. However, Balder was surprised that a single order could boast over 2 men.

"How did you do it?" Balder calculated. Now, the average strength of a Space Wolves company is only about 6000 people...

"Your Excellency's assistance to us wasn't just technical and material support. Most importantly, you made us realize the importance of an independent logistics system. To combat the increasing number of xenos, Your Excellency allowed the Order of the Circle of Ruin to recruit its own troops. We can obtain a large amount of weapons and equipment from the Space Wolves. Therefore, our military expansion is somewhat rapid," Morris said somewhat awkwardly. He then gave a brief introduction to the Order of the Circle of Ruin's system of relying on war to support war.

First of all, it needs to be explained that the more than 2 people that Morris mentioned are not just the Order of the Circle of Destruction, but also include other groups mainly for the Order of the Circle of Destruction. For example, Nimeen and Asmodeus who came with him are from the Order of the Seekers, but the entire group is mainly composed of these two orders.

Those who can incite the DA to action are mostly tough, and these tough individuals inevitably possess their own unique technologies. Originally, the basic process was that the Order of the Circle of Destruction would be responsible for destruction, while the Seekers would be responsible for confiscating the property. The technology would then be preserved and sealed. Now, the Order of the Circle of Destruction still oversees destruction, while the Seekers, in addition to preserving technology, have also entered the business of commerce, primarily with the Space Wolves.

All manner of xenos technology and artifacts, even specimens, were highly sought-after commodities in the Space Wolves' workshops. Consequently, extensive trade took place between the two sides. The Centurion Terminator was just one of the sought-after items, but the two sides traded everything from small, unheated plasma to large, complex tanks and torpedoes. While the DA was the First Legion and possessed a wealth of advanced technology, much of its equipment was largely comparable to that of other Imperial Legions.

Everyone uses Brutal Blades, similar Dreadnoughts, and similar Bolters... The DA army does have some plasma that doesn't overheat, but the majority of it is overheated. In other words, every regiment has a large number of master-grade, crafted power swords, but ordinary recruits should just stick to chainswords...

The Dark Angels certainly have no shortage of equipment, but the reason for this is different from that of the Sky Wolves. The former are the Emperor's most beloved, and with the Emperor's presence, the Dark Angels are never short of supplies. Meanwhile, the Space Wolves currently rely on mostly self-made equipment. In other words, the Dark Angels lack the ability to manufacture equipment. While they have no shortage of common items, they are still short on finely crafted and specialized items.