"It is the weapon of our souls, the weapon that allows us to resist the temptations of Chaos. Open your eyes, my colleagues, and see how many planets have turned into terrible hells under the rule of corrupt bureaucracies, and how many of my father's

The people endured terrible torture."

"People have nothing, but are required to work all day long for my father's empire. Their average life span does not even reach thirty-five years, and their wealth is collected by the nobles in their own hands in the name of the Emperor. How is this?

Sad thing."

"In the empire, we have worshiped the strong rather than pity the weak for generations. Will this make us better? No, this approach makes the situation worse and worse."

"Humanity has lost its pioneering spirit, lost its bloody nature, and people have become numb. We recruit a brutal soldier and then turn him into a brutal lord, continuing this vicious cycle."

"As a result, now, people have the same attitude towards Chaos and the Empire, which is numbness."

"A clear line must be drawn between beauty and ugliness. If Chaos offers power to a man who dwells in Hell, what reason does he have to refuse Hell's invitation?"

"Loyalty to the Emperor is valuable and worthy of promotion and praise. However, we must always be wary of those who do evil and gain profits in the name of the Emperor. Changes begin today. We must always remind ourselves that our purpose in joining the war is

To end war. War for war’s sake is always foolish.”

Guilliman looked at Phikris, "Thank you, Phikris. You made us understand that some things should not be forgotten. We fight to defend the beauty of mankind, not to push them into the abyss."

"Ah!" Feikris was stunned for a moment, unable to speak.

He had clearly ordered Ruidi to give up preparations, so how could there still be a cake?

Feikris looked at Reddy in confusion and found that she was also smiling at him.

Everyone stood up, applauded, and some even cheered.

They will fight for the Primarch and the Emperor's dream.

Until everything is on track.

The primarch himself picked up a large cake knife.

The knife was so big that it could be considered a machete.

Guilliman used it to cut cakes, but it was just right.

After symbolically dividing a few pieces of cake.

Guilliman left this job to others.

He didn't have much time, and he didn't attend the banquet simply to relax.

When the fate of the entire human race is placed on one person's shoulders.

Then this person is definitely not relaxed enough to drink and have fun at the banquet.

He had a plan to attend the banquet, not just to relax.

Guilliman attended the banquet mainly to award medals to those Chapter Masters and generals who fought bravely, but also to convey his reform ideas.

There are many reasons to fight.

If you ask, you will get a variety of answers.

For the empire, for humanity, and also for loyalty to humanity.

Guilliman knew very well that the Emperor had been sitting on the Golden Throne for ten thousand years.

Even the government affairs on Terra are handled by the Supreme Senate.

Loyalty to the Emperor is a big joke.

If they were really loyal to the emperor, why would the state religion still rise? Why would the Senate be so decadent?

As for fighting for humanity, this sentence is even more ridiculous.

Apart from chaos and aliens, the corrupt bureaucracy of the empire is the most serious poison to all worlds.

A small mistake by the Ministry of Internal Affairs regarding planetary taxation.

It would turn the entire planet into a barren land of bones.

The empire's tax ships will literally scrape the land to collect the tax that the planet needs to pay.

Once there is any violation, the Imperial fleet will arrive to cleanse the world of the disobedient.

The decay of the empire is visible to everyone.

Eliminating corrupt bureaucrats is the best way to save mankind.

But now, there is a group of people who claim to be the nobles of mankind and stand on the opposite side of reform.

Isn't this ironic?

In the final analysis, many people fight for honor and themselves.

Guilliman needs to feed these people with honor, power and profit.

Only in this way can these people continue to fight.

This is one of the reasons for the celebration.

Guilliman hated this kind of thing, but he had to admit that he needed these means to win over these loyalists and stabilize his base.

After completing the awarding work, Guilliman left the banquet.

His status is too high, and staying at the celebration reception is not a wise decision.

It will make those people constrained and unable to let go.

People will feel more at ease after he leaves.

Wrath of the Righteous troopship.

The empire has many troop transport ships of this level.

Their mission is to transport the Empire's soldiers from this world to that.

Once it sets sail, few soldiers can get on the spacecraft and return to their home planet.

The Milky Way is really too big, too big.

If you are not careful, decades or a hundred years will pass.

Don't talk about going home. If you are not careful, you will die in a foreign land, and your soul will not be able to go back.

In this era when darkness is approaching more and more, being able to survive for a few years on the battlefield is considered a sign of mercy from the Emperor.

Still want to go home.

Stop dreaming.

A carnival belonging to ordinary soldiers was held in the cabin of the Path of Justice.

After careful consideration by the empire’s top brass.

These Astra Militarum soldiers were also allowed to enjoy events to celebrate the Empire's victory.

Hawke stood in the crowd, toasting with his brothers in the regiment.

Celebrate victory.

Also celebrate that you are still alive.

Compared with how he looked a few years ago, he has changed a little bit now.

The sluggishness left by long-term labor has faded away, and my eyes and face have become weathered.

His eyes were no longer cynical, but became calm.

I have seen a lot of death, and I am aware of the dangers of the battlefield.

These years of fighting also made him understand the terrible bloody price he had to pay in order to survive the empire.

His left hand has been transformed into a metal prosthesis.

The original arm had already been chopped off by the orcs, and there was no way it could be reattached.

During a battle with orcs.

The imperial troops encountered a surprise attack, lost the battle, and lost their front line.

The entire line collapsed, causing countless casualties.

Imperial commanders originally wanted to withdraw their troops, regroup, and then continue fighting.

Hawke misheard the commander's order and charged all the way carrying the regiment's battle flag.

His behavior infected a large group of people. Others saw them charging and followed them in confusion.

As a result, I won by accident.

Hawke's hand was also lost at that time.

Seeing how brave he was, the imperial commanders arranged for mechanical priests to install mechanical prosthetics on him and promoted him to captain.

Not long after that, he was promoted to major by the front line and became the leader of a temporary regiment.

After the Battle of Gorod this time, he was officially promoted and became the leader of a regiment, leading the Natal 502nd Regiment.

The 502nd Regiment is a group of new recruits recently recruited from the planet Natal.

In order to cope with the consumption of the Indomitus Crusade, the Primarch hungrily absorbed soldiers and resources from all worlds.

Natal responded to the Primarch's call, sending men and women of suitable age to the battlefield.

It is different from other wars, the more the war is fought, the worse the equipment becomes.

The 502nd Regiment is a new regiment, and the equipment they received is new.

After the Primarch reintegrated the five hundred worlds, many of the forge worlds were handed over to the Great Sage Caul.

Comprehensive reform and technical optimization have brought various forging worlds to life.

A great deal of technical and theoretical knowledge was given to the lower priests.
To be continued...