Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 772 Radoron: We will become the anvil before the shadow of order, or perhaps the hammer.
Radolon, the company commander of the "Holy Blood Angels," had a slightly darker look in his eyes.

Ever since the Father of Genetics joined the War Council, he had been looking forward to fighting alongside the "Shadow of Order."

Radoron most desires to encounter Howard Finder, the Arbitrator Lord of the First Warband with the most conquest achievements, and Bukayo Arshavin, the Dark Lord of the Third Warband.

They are often mentioned together with themselves, Azekelle Abaddon of "Shadowmoon Wolf" and Sigismund of "Imperial Fist".

Radoron was also curious about the Reaper Lord, who wore a Ruth Wolf Helmet, a Mokai Cloak, and a Kraken Sword at his waist—a provocation against the raging wolf pack.

Thierry Vieira, a pure warrior.

He defeated Akulduna.
Radolphin's eyes suddenly lit up. Even he wasn't confident he could defeat the champion, Fograine.

The second company commander, known as "Son of the Emperor," was never praised as a commander, but he was undoubtedly a master swordsman.

As a young boy, before he had undergone any transformation, he repeatedly defeated the ancient thunder warrior Tauriel Collins who had taught him.

Ladoron believed that Abaddon, Sigismund, and Kahn were not necessarily confident of defeating Akuduna.

Vieira actually defeated Akuduna in the duel.

When Radolon first heard about it, he couldn't help but doubt that it was just a rumor or that Vieira was being clever.

It wasn't until more than forty years ago, when they were fighting alongside "Shadowmoon Wolf" and "Son of the Emperor," that it was confirmed by Akulduna himself.

"He defeated me decisively."

"We've agreed to fight again."

"Since then, I have been honing my sword skills."

Radolon saw no sign of defeat in Akulduna.

The swordsman's gleaming edge and fighting spirit.

As Radolon pondered, Saint Gilles slightly raised his pure white wings and gazed at the tall figure with black armor and golden wings.

"Ninrul, your fleet has opened the way for us to Mag Silas."

"Beautiful colored light."

“Psionic cannons.” Nimrod gave a vague response to Saint Gilles’ question without explaining.

He steered the conversation toward their goal, "Saint-Gilles, you arrived first, what are your plans?"

Saint Gilles retracted his wings. "Radoron and I read the records of the expeditionary fleet's encounter with the Eldar arks. Their ships had some kind of teleportation device."

"Void cannon attacks cannot destroy the aliens."

"They will escape before they are destroyed."

Nimrod knew that what Saint Gilles said was true; there were also a number of web portals inside the Ark, connecting to certain planets of the Ancient Eldar Empire.

Even if he orders the Aether Cannons to fire and destroy the Eldar ark, most people can still retreat safely.

The optimal strategy is to board the ship and inflict as much damage as possible before the Eldar abandon the Ark.

Of course, the core reason he agreed with Sanguiles' strategy was to take this opportunity to acquire the psychic secrets possessed by the renowned war shamans of Mag Silas.

“I agree.” As Ning Lu spoke, a glint flashed in his eyes.

The psychic power of the progenitor burst forth and spread across the holographic platform.

An elegant holographic projection of an Eldar warship appeared out of thin air, with two bright areas on its green hull.

One area was pitch black, and the other was blood red.

Saint Gilles gazes at the two highlighted areas on the outer edge of the projected image.

"pier."

"Our legions landed separately."

"The anvil arrives at the central node first, and the hammer arrives later."

Saint Geres understood, "Storm and Hammer" was created by Amadeus Ducaine, the former commander of the Tenth Legion before Manus's return.

Horus held him in high esteem, and Guilliman studied him diligently. Nimrod briefly taught him when Manus returned, and the "Shadow of Order" also absorbed the "Storm and Hammer."

Horus proposed this tactic when the "Holy Blood Angel" and "Shadowmoon Wolf" were used by Melgio to purify the Nephilim who were enslaving the galaxy.

The "Iron Hand" has iterated on the tactics that made them famous among many legions, and Horus and his approach at Melgio did not strictly follow the methods Ducaine employed in the "Rust Star Campaign".

Of course, no matter how things change, Dukén’s strategic thinking has remained the same.

The anvil attracted the enemy's main force like a magnet.

The crashing hammer, with the force of a storm, swept across the enemy ranks.

"I agree."

"Ninety-five thousand Holy Blood Angels".

Upon hearing this, Ninglu knew that Saint Gilles's main legion had been deployed.

Before the grand birthday celebration, the "Holy Blood Angels" had a force of 120,000, but at this time it would not exceed 100,000.

"Ninety-one thousand."

Ninglu deployed three main battle groups this time—the 8th, 11th, and 12th battle groups.

The three battle groups together had a total strength of 93,000 men.

However, after sixty years of accumulated falsification, the War Council's records show only 72,000 people.

The 12th Regiment, the smallest in number, actually had 23,000 men.

The number of people seen by outsiders was less than 20,000, only 18,500.

The second largest battle group in the legion—the eleventh battle group—has a strength of 34,000 men.

After the cumulative false reporting, the number of people reached 25,900.

Of the remaining combat forces, in addition to the First and Tenth Warbands, there are 2,190 think tank members from the other seven warbands, 1,520 members of the current Honor Guard, and 1,030 Vesa recruits with varying degrees of psionic resistance.

“I look forward to meeting you on the Ark,” Saint Gilles said with a smile.

Although he was an ally of Ninglu, he had not yet met Ninglu in person.

For most of the "Great Expedition," Saint Gilles, together with his close friend Horus, expanded the territory of the Pacific region.

“I’m also looking forward to that moment,” Ning Lu replied with a smile.

Among his allies, he accompanied Old Man Huang to Prospero to retrieve Magnus, and then, in the center of the galaxy, conquered the Skot Alliance of space dwarves.

He was still in Chogoris, where he persuaded the swift Chagatai and invited him to launch an expedition to the home planet Randan.

Of all the allies, Saint Gilles was the only one they had never seen.

Radolphin, along with Sanguis, exchanged greetings with their allies.

His gaze swept over Per Koscielny and William Wood, lingering briefly on the towering giant Thierry Vieira.

After the holographic image dissipated, Radolon said to the angel who had turned around.

"The Blood Angels have more combat troops than the Shadow of Order."

"We are better at surprise attacks."

“We will become the anvil before the shadow of order,” he said, his eyes gleaming as he gripped his helmet tightly. “Or perhaps, the hammer.”

Saint Gilles saw the flames of a warrior in his offspring's eyes, and his wings spread out and exploded.

He gently stroked the ebony emblem of the hunter tribe on Radolon's body.

"My Blood Chief".

"Your gunfire will roar in Marg Silas, and your blade will sever the head of the alien mad witch."

Radolon bowed, his helmet covering his resolute face.

(End of this chapter)