Warhammer: My Brother Is the Emperor

Chapter 53 Raised the Comoros

Parties and churches are different. The former believes in ideas, while the latter believes in gods.

In fact, Saeed prefers the latter, but Imperial Truth insists on materialism, so he had to choose the former as a compromise.

He went on to say: "Everything in the history of human beings has proved that only when the army has a unified belief can it become an invincible iron army!"

"In the future, no matter the government or the army, under the leadership of the truth of the empire, we should build a consensus and destroy the enemies of the empire!"

In Said's eyes, Horus' rebellion was like a bloody family drama. Except for a few who were taken away by Chaos, most of the Primarch's rebellion stemmed from personal grievances with the Emperor.

Some are sick and loveless and cannot be responded to, some protect their mutant offspring, some are mentally disturbed, and there are all kinds of twists and turns that can't be figured out...

In short, for various inexplicable reasons, there is a petty air from beginning to end.

In Said's eyes, this is the consequence of inadequate ideological education.

Every time the Emperor found a Primarch, he threw him an army, and then handed it over to Horus to command and kill the enemy. There was no systematic ideological education at all.

Primarchs generally can't figure out why to fight!

The Emperor relied solely on kinship to maintain the Primarch's loyalty, but this loyalty was extremely unstable, causing the Crusade Legion to be full of old warlord habits: relying on personal relationships to maintain unity.

If the Primarch and Astartes were not patched with superhuman characteristics, the Great Crusade would not have advanced at all.

Said said with a smile: "Everyone who is doing today will be the first group of comrades to lead the entire empire through the Emperor's Truth Party."

Saeed is implying that even if reforms are made, under the new system, they will have no less power.

The emperor concluded: "Sayyid hopes to imitate the 3k era, arm the mind of the empire with the truth of the empire, let Dan command the gun, and organize the organization at the grassroots level."

Malcador complained: "But now it is 30k, and the party has disappeared for tens of thousands of years. Is it really necessary to reappear?"

Said immediately retorted: "The situation of human beings is even worse now than in the 3K era. Doesn't Mr. Ma know what's going on at the bottom of the Hive Capital?"

Horus touched his chin, frowned slightly, pondered the feasibility, and then said:

"According to my uncle's idea, the imperial army is bound to go to war. Will it cool down the soldiers' enthusiasm for honor? Will it delay the efficiency of the Great Expedition and go against father's strategy?"

Said said: "The initial expedition can be replaced by the Bingmu Legion. The time is enough for the Imperial Army to complete the adjustment. The galaxy is big enough and there are enough honors for the soldiers to obtain. There is no rush."

Horus shook his head and said, "Uncle, that's not how accounts are calculated. When I was in gangs in Hive Capital, I heard merchants often say: If you don't earn the money you can earn, it is considered a loss."

"The efficiency of the Bingmu Army's expedition is indeed not inferior to that of humans, but if the human army is added, the speed will be even higher. In other words, using Uncle's method will definitely result in a loss of efficiency."

Said was speechless, and Horus changed the subject: "Of course, it depends on how the emperor thinks about the efficiency of the expedition. If it is not urgent, uncle's proposal can indeed be tried."

The emperor nodded and said: "What Horus said makes sense. The subspace is about to calm down. I don't know how long it will last. The only way is to race against time. No matter how efficient the Great Crusade is, it will not be enough."

"Ideological construction is very important, but the priority is not as high as improving the efficiency of expeditions, so the party building proposal must be carefully implemented to ensure that it does not affect the efficiency of the army."

Said's heart sank. He knew that there was no point in arguing. The emperors in history must have wanted to do the same, and build an army through political governance and ideas to avoid bloody ethical dramas.

However, the situation does not allow it, and the window period for the subspace to be calm is very short. The empire must sweep across the galaxy as soon as possible in order to collect resources and carry out the network road plan.

Therefore, in history, he used family affection to maintain the loyalty of the Primarch, and because he practiced the Internet all day long, he treated them like tool people, causing the family affection to collapse and lead to rebellion.

Said was about to give up, but at this moment, the spaceship suddenly shook, as if it had been hit, and a forbidden soldier pushed in the door and reported:

"Your Majesty, we have been attacked by the Comoros!"

The emperor's voice was cold: "When Xi Gaoqi gave me the route, he hoped to use my hand to raise Comoros. I didn't intend to agree to him, but Comoros found it by himself..."

They were all human beings, and immediately figured out the joints. Horus said, "Father, Comoros must have been instigated by buffoons to trouble us."

Said vaguely remembered that Comoros at this time was still under the control of the nobles of the Eldar tribe. Later, during the Great Crusade, the boss of a certain conspiracy group introduced salamanders to kill people with knives and overthrew the nobles.

All kinds of signs connect the clown, and the meaning is intriguing.

Said said: "I have a thousand Giant God Soldiers here, and with the ship's firepower, it is enough to raise the city."

Malcador was relatively cautious: "Your Majesty, this is an internal conflict among the aliens. We don't need to go through this muddy water."

Horus had a different opinion: "I heard that this is the birthplace of pirates. If we can burn this place, the Great Crusade will go much smoother."

Saeed agreed: "Xiao He is right. Black bean sprouts are the enemy of the empire. It is rare to pass by their lair. How can we let them go?"

Malcador didn't object any more. Seeing that they had reached an agreement, the Emperor laughed and said, "Very well, Valdo, order the strike cruiser to turn around and target the Comoros!"

Waldo nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty, don't you care about the Raven and Void Duck fighters outside?"

With a wave of the emperor's hand, a powerful psychic energy spread out, and the black bean sprout fighters exploded collectively in an instant, and Said and Horus gasped in unison.

I knew that Brother Huang (Father Huang) was powerful, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful.

The strike cruiser flew over Comoros, bombarded by ion cannons and macro cannons, instantly turning Comoros into a sea of ​​flames, and the spiral tower, which symbolized the elite of the Eldar, was blown into ruins.

At this time, the emperor said: "Sayyed, Horus, you command your respective troops to airborne Comoros, and I will give you one hour to see who kills more!"

"Okay Brother Huang!" Said said excitedly: "I just killed black bean sprouts not long ago, and no one knows how to kill them better than me!"

Horus rubbed his head: "The legions under my command are all good boys who came out of the Hive Capital, so they may not necessarily lose to you!"

"Then let's compare!"

So, a thousand cans were sent out from both sides, and they were smashed into the burning Comoros in an airdrop pod.

Just after leaving the airdrop warehouse, the giant shields of giant soldiers formed an indestructible mobile fortress, advancing continuously, killing all living things in sight.

Countless cabal fighters are like knights, relying on the complex terrain, besieging them from all sides, but as soon as they took their heads, they were shot by explosive shells, and their bodies fell to the feet of the giant soldiers.

"Waaagh! waagh! waagh!"

With the rhythmic slogans, the Giant God Soldier slowly advanced, and the corpses of the attempted sneak attack rained down like an efficient killing machine.

The claim could not be realized, Said felt depressed, and planned to vent his brain on the black bean sprouts.

In contrast, the Shadow Moon Wolves are much wilder. They come from the hive gang, and they have inherited their past habit of fighting, holding chainsaw swords and explosive bombs, and killing in the black bean sprouts.

The environment of Comoros was similar to that of the nest. They quickly regained their sense of touch, wielding chainsaw swords and roaring bolt guns. Relying on their strong physical fitness, they were all unparalleled.

However, as they advanced step by step, many people were too far ahead, out of touch with the main force, and fell into the siege of the fighters of the conspiracy group...

　After deduction, Warhammer is really immutable, and any internal reform is difficult to work

　　
　
(End of this chapter)