Warhammer, about my years with the Wolfpack

"Weapon overheating is an eternal problem, ever since the advent of thermal weapons. That doesn't mean anything. If we were willing to lower the weapon's output power, the problem would disappear," Dorn said. Clearly, Dorn was a tech geek, and as a tech geek, he'd always instinctively try to defeat his opponents in areas he considered his forte. Unfortunately, this time, Dorn was up against a master of ancient technology. He was using his hobby to challenge his opponent's expertise...

"No, no, no. You've got one thing wrong. I've studied the structure and principles of the Mechanicus' and various Legions' main large-scale plasma weapons. These things are too crude, and your approach can only be described as barbaric. In my time, plasma weapons were cooled like this: a large amount of heat would flow back along with the heat dissipation medium and enter a waste heat collection device, which was used to preheat the reactor for the next firing cycle. However, most plasma weapons today do not have waste heat collection devices. They simply crudely connect the cooling medium to the radiator and then discharge it into the air. This is the fundamental reason why plasma weapons are prone to overheating."

"Have you ever dismantled the plasma weapon of the Dragon Gunship? You don't think that this weapon won't overheat just because it has Flash Frost Crystals. You have got the technical circuit wrong." The Lord of Glory snorted coldly.

"Okay, Lord Dorn, my question is what the Emperor, the Sigillite, and some other special beings are worried about. In the glorious and brilliant history of mankind, there are many amazingly talented people. Compared with them, I am nothing special. We have experienced ups and downs and setbacks together, and we have come together because of a common goal. So as the leader of the Emperor's personal legion, can you do your own thing first?" The Lord of Radiance didn't want to continue arguing with Dorn. After all, business was more important.

"Are you teaching my brother how to do things?" Perturabo spoke up. He felt it was time to demonstrate his authority as the Legion's Lord. Although he was internally quite pleased with his rival's defeat, he knew he needed to save face for his brother, whom he had just met. "Put away your skills. This is a war meeting, a meeting of generals and commanders. If you are not comfortable with it, you may leave."

"Okay, I'll leave first then." The Lord of Radiance decisively took the opportunity and left obediently. He was not angry. After all, as an old senior, why would he argue with a few wayward children for no reason?

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"Dorn, although as an ancient iron man, he is indeed very powerful, but we have enough power to restrain him. I think we have all read the records of the first Battle of Randan. You should have heard of the horror of the Endless Journey and the Tower of Light. It's not that we don't have trump cards. It is precisely because of these trump cards that the risk is controllable." After the Lord of Radiance left, Zhuangsen spoke. He believed that as the lord of the First Legion, although there were some things he could not say openly, he should also comfort his brothers.

"The Supreme Lord Commander of the Sixth Legion?" Dorn remembered some words Russ had said to him.

"Perturabo, as the Lord of the Fourth Legion, what do you think of him?" Dorn asked.

"He is a man who can easily provoke the anger of others," Perturabo said, "but at the same time, he is an excellent scientist, forger, and a powerful warrior. He can keep up with my pace and can communicate with me on an equal footing in technology, making originally complicated and complicated things simple. Rationally, I believe that his existence is beneficial to the Legion. At the same time, my father is also paying attention to him to ensure his loyalty, so I allow him to serve as my deputy and serve humanity and the Emperor. Of course, my brother, if you want to vent your anger on him, I support it, because he truly does not know how to respect a noble person."

Although Perturabo's words were full of disgust and he was even willing to help Dorn beat up someone, the smile on his face told everyone present that he was very satisfied with this deputy.

"Okay, let's discuss what to do next." Waldo said.

"Sigismund, follow that iron man." Dorn said to his own deployment.

"Yes, my lord," Sigismund said, looking at the lone Iron Lord across from him. Clearly, Dorn was also mindful of his brother's dignity. Then, Jonson, standing nearby, asked Corswain to temporarily leave. The three Primarchs and two of the Emperor's closest aides began discussing the details of the war.

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"So, Dorn, my brother, in this operation, are you willing to cooperate with me and cover my wings? And you just had a conflict with someone." After hearing Dorn's plan, Perturabo was stunned. He did not expect that his brother would simply give up the main attack mission and the glory of victory to himself, and he and the Seventh Legion were willing to cooperate.

Perturabo had read the Fourth Legion's previous war records. Although he had never openly complained, he resented the fact that his legion was used as cannon fodder, a tool for attacking the most difficult fortresses and the ones that incurred the greatest casualties, a battle devoid of honor. Few were willing to give his descendants the proper treatment and honor, let alone assist his legion.

What made Perturabo even more incredible was that Dorn had just had a conflict with his subordinates, and even now the two sides still had grudges, but when making plans, the unpleasantness just now did not seem to affect Dorn's decision.

"This is a plan that suits the current situation, Perturabo. My forces and fleet are relatively small, while your legion excels at sieges and is equipped with a large number of siege weapons. My fleet is relatively maneuverable and very suitable for cover missions. This is entirely based on correct tactical arrangements." Dorn answered as a matter of course, and was even a little surprised by Perturabo's reaction. After all, in his opinion, this was a serious and rigorous tactical issue, and personal emotions and likes and dislikes should not be mixed in.

"I won't let my personal likes and dislikes affect my work," Dorn said. "Although I'm still wary of him, believe me, I have no selfish motives."

"You are a straightforward and respectable brother," Perturabo said after a moment's silence. He felt his brother's kindness and recognition.

"But I think your plan still needs adjustments. In the entire plan, all the links are too tight and even lack a certain degree of flexibility. The configuration that overemphasizes firepower is actually not suitable for use at the beginning, because the firepower of the Randan fleet is equally fierce. We also need to consider defense while attacking." Dorn then pointed out some flaws in Perturabo's plan. It can't be said to be a flaw. It can only be said that the two Primarchs have different ideas. Perturabo is thinking about how to tear the opponent apart in the shortest time, while Dorn is thinking about how to find the most suitable balance between loss and gain.

Perturabo: "......"

Chapter 256: The Lord of Glory and the Legion Elites (5K)

The Primarchs considered the overall battle situation and the strategic landscape. The Radiant Lord was also busy. He and Felix walked through the accessible halls, observing and assessing their allies. Setting aside the Dark Angels' duties on another battlefield, the Radiant Lord focused his attention on the Imperial Fists. Coincidentally, Sigismund, too, observed from afar the presence that had unnerved his father.

"Hey, Imperial Fist friends, you can come a little closer." The Lord of Radiance waved to Sigismund, signaling him to come closer. This gesture clearly made Sigismund a little embarrassed. After all, his mission... However, his keen perception allowed the Imperial Fist Sword Saint to sense the kindness in the other's words, and after a moment's hesitation, he walked over and sat down across from the Lord of Radiance.

However, just as Sigismund sat down, Corswain appeared at the entrance of the hall. He looked over here, a little wistful. After all, just now, this man had not been on good terms with the Primarch of the Imperial Fist, and now, he and Dorn's attendants seemed to be sitting down to drink tea? Corswain was full of questions and interest.

"Relax, we're at least reliable allies now," the Lord of Radiance said carelessly. Perhaps it was due to millennia of social isolation and the recent return to human civilization that had ingrained a certain social savvy. This led the Lord of Radiance to adhere to the principle of "if I'm not embarrassed, then the other person will be embarrassed" when interacting with others. The Lord of Radiance was invincible, and even when the other party was furious and ready to attack, he could still calm them down with his status and strength.

However, Sigismund obviously did not agree with the Lord of Radiance's words. Even after he politely went over, his eyes were still filled with vigilance, as if he wanted to figure out what this guy was trying to do.

"I think we can talk about the training, combat, and experience of each other's legions." said the Lord of Radiance.

"I don't think we're that close," Sigismund said sternly. "If you have nothing else to do, I'll leave now."

"Okay, Dark Angel over there, come over here too. We can talk about the preheating collector and preheating equipment at the tail of the plasma cannon of the Dragon gunship." The Lord of Radiance did not care about the attitude of the future Emperor Champion at all, but said to Koswain who was not far away.

"This..." Corswein was shocked. Could this be discussed in this environment? This was a secret within the Legion! Besides, he didn't understand it. You could ask Corswein to kill people, but how could he handle technology?

"Invite Lord Asmodeus," Corswein said after a moment's thought. He decided to leave professional matters to professionals. He didn't know whether what the other person said was true or not, but what if it was true?

Sigismund also paused, after all, he was quite interested in the content. "I should continue to keep close watch on the target," Sigismund reasoned. However, considering his expertise was entirely in combat, he decided to send his deputy, Plax, over.

"Let me be clear first. It's probably impossible to copy this system. After all, it belongs to the Space Wolves Legion. Their Supreme Lord Commander is quite powerful. I can't afford to offend him. I can only share some of my experience in maintaining and debugging this system." said the Lord of Radiance.

Replicating the Dragon Gunship is technically straightforward for the Lords of Radiance. However, considering the Traveler's plan to limit the outflow of advanced technology and equipment to certain "unreliable" Legions, the Lords of Radiance must exercise due caution. Furthermore, while the Iron Warriors' industrial and agricultural capabilities are impressive, they still lag behind the Space Wolves' fiefdoms, Ferrus's Cosmocorp, and Guilliman's Pocket Empire. This is true in terms of both processing technology and cost-effectiveness. Therefore, at this stage, the Lords of Radiance can only perform marginal work. In other words, there are some things that the Iron Warriors can produce, but cannot easily pass on to others.

However, the Lord of Radiance felt the need to give the other Legions a bit of a senior-level shock. With Perturabo's approval, he devised a plan to ensure that the two Legions accompanying him could overhaul the plasma weapons of their Dragon gunships. This was because the Space Wolves had just fought a major battle and couldn't even repair their own equipment.

Of course, such a massive and complex project couldn't be explained in just a few minutes. For the Lord of Radiance, this was simply a key to unlocking the legion's social connections and an opportunity to see the technical capabilities of these legions.

However, the communication process between the two sides was not very smooth.

"The assembly language you're using is too low-level. The new Feilong gunship has two sets of assembly languages, one for normal external use and the other for internal black box information processing. You need to update your programming language."

"You don't even know how to do this? Just make a detector yourself. It's just a matter of collecting spectral analysis, temperature measurement, hydraulic pressure and other data, and then making a comprehensive evaluation. It's very simple, don't you know how to do it? Really? No way? Those iron-headed people in the Mechanicus can do it!"

"Uh... Beltane Warsmith, come over and show them how to do it." Ultimately, the Radiant Lord, who had triumphed over Dorne with his rhetoric, was humbled by his opponent's receptiveness. He couldn't understand why so many people couldn't do something so simple. "Perhaps future Space Marines should have biochips added to their brains. Let's talk to the Emperor about that," the Radiant Lord said after temporarily withdrawing.

"The technical level is a bit poor." After a moment of silence, the Radiant Lord began to assess the situation of the two Legions. Perhaps due to his long and frequent interactions with Perturabo, he had misjudged the technical capabilities of the Space Marine Legions. After all, purely technically, Perturabo was considered one of the top Primarchs. The Radiant Lord believed that among the current Primarchs, only Ferrus could compare to Perturabo in terms of technology. As for Dorn, perhaps in some aspects he could indeed do well, after all, he could repair the mountain formation, but overall, he was still inferior to Boss Pi.

(Personally, I think Perturabo is better than Dorn in terms of technology. After all, judging by his achievements, Dorn's greatest strengths lie in two areas: repairing the mountain array and building Earth's defenses. But Perturabo is more versatile. For example, he developed the psychic navigator, the Iron Ring robot, and, against the Hrud, the Anti-Entropy Field. The Iron Ring robot is a very advanced robot. When Perturabo was beating Fulgrim, the Iron Rings used their strength to keep Fulgrim's captain quiet... And after their rebellion, they also developed things like the Obliterator and the Demon Womb.)

As for the Legion's technology, the Iron Warriors Legion has many societies dedicated to research, and the Legion's scientific research atmosphere is also stronger. After all, a single Dantioch can instantly kill an Imperial Fist Technique Master. Anyone who can handle something like Ribs is truly powerful!

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"How arrogant." The technical geeks from the three legions were exchanging knowledge and experience, while the two legion champions, the primarch's most trusted people, were watching coldly. After a moment, Sigismund said to Koswain next to him, his words containing dissatisfaction with a certain guy.

"By the Emperor, we are comrades." Koswain said calmly.

"Hmm..." Sigismund frowned slightly, but then nodded in agreement. After all, with the Emperor as his guarantor, what Coswein said was indeed correct.

"As long as they don't interfere with us, strong allies should be respected, and we shouldn't let personal emotions get in the way just because of differences in opinion," Corswain continued. "Because often, we have to face enemies that are difficult to understand. As long as loyalty and purity are guaranteed, many things can be tolerated."

"It seems that you have experienced many desperate battles." Sigismund observed his equally young colleague opposite him, whose eyes were full of vicissitudes of life and the tenacity and toughness after experiencing a great war.

"You will also experience this in the future. The Randan War is the most difficult and terrifying war since the beginning of the Great Crusade. Even in the future, we may not encounter such a powerful enemy." said Coswain.

"Hey, little guy from Imperial Fist, where is your think tank? Why are there only a few people?" Just as the two legion elites were communicating, the Lord of Glory, who had just returned from wandering around other places, came over again with a wine glass.

"Compared to other legions, the number of think tanks in the Imperial Fist Legion is relatively low. Our Primarch doesn't like psychic power very much. He believes that psychic power is dangerous and excessive use may cause problems." Sigismund politely responded to the other party for the sake of sharing technology.

"Sigismund, right? Go back and tell Dorn that, based on my observations, if you continue your campaign against Randan in this state, you'll be in big trouble," the Lord of Radiance said sternly. The playfulness and levity of the moment seemed to vanish in an instant, replaced by a solemnity and a certain urgency.

"Sir, this is our Legion's own problem. We have received support from the Sisters of Silence, who are experts in combating psychic powers," Sigismund said somewhat unhappily. "And, with all due respect, your Legion also has very few Librarians. The Fourth Legion can complete its mission without Librarians, and so can we."

"Hehe..." The Lord of Radiance was stunned at first, but then laughed in anger. "It's different. You are different from us. We can stop the Randan Legion from boarding, but you can't."

Then the Lord of Radiance looked at Corswein and said, "Little one of the Dark Angels, tell your companions what those things following me in the distance are."

"My Lord, this is not the time to discuss such matters," Corswain said solemnly, bowing slightly. The Lord of Radiance was the Legion's second-in-command, while Corswain was merely a retainer. Even so, Corswain believed that discussing the Extinction Relic in public was clearly inappropriate.

"Then I'll change places." The Lord of Radiance turned his head and looked at the golden corn cobs staring at this place in the distance.

"Please, prepare a private room for us. I need to discuss something with them privately," the Lord of Radiance said. The Imperial Guards, after a brief exchange with their superiors, silently led the three people to a side hall.

In the side hall, after a brief hesitation, Corswain relayed some information about the Extinction Relics to Sigismund. Of course, he wouldn't reveal that the Dark Angels' vaults held these items. He simply stated that he had encountered them during a covert operation. These powerful creatures could easily destroy tanks and dreadnoughts, and even a few more could pose a threat to the Primarch. They were terrifying weapons left over from the Golden Age. However, even such powerful creatures were at a disadvantage against the Randan Soul Eater.

"Let me put it this way, the Soul Eater's combat power is far stronger than that of ordinary giant mechas, but lower than that of the Primarch. However, there is only one Primarch in a legion, while Randan's Soul Eater may come in several at once. Ordinary Dreadnoughts, Terminators or similar things will not be able to cope with such existences by piling up numbers. My legion has existences of the same specifications as the Soul Eater, but your legion has no existence that can match it, and what's more, you lack psykers, so you don't even have a chance to make up for it." said the Lord of Radiance.

"We have Titans and a large number of knight mechas. This is not a problem at all." Sigismund said. Maybe it was because he joined the war relatively late, or maybe it was because he was lucky. Up to now, Sigismund had never encountered a Soul Eater. He had no direct experience of the power of this thing. Although the Brain Eater was fierce, it could be killed by the Mountain Guards and the Templars. After Dorne deployed a large number of knights on the flagship, Sigismund thought that the problem was not big.

"It's different. In the absence of psychic restrictions, high-level Randan psychics can teleport freely inside the battleship, while the use of Titans and large mechas has obvious restrictions, and psychic power can limit the teleportation of Terminators and Iron Wolf mechas. Do you understand what I mean?" The Lord of Radiance was already a little anxious. The stone-headed man opposite him didn't want to listen to his advice!

"So, does your Excellency have any good suggestions?" asked Sigismund.

"The Emperor's retainers are the best candidates to deal with these aliens, but unfortunately they need to complete their own missions, and the Dark Angels Legion is also under tremendous pressure. Therefore, if your Primarch agrees, then I can deploy some special equipment to your large warships to ensure that the Imperial Fist has enough power to deal with the Randan's boarding battle." said the Lord of Radiance.

In this battle, the Imperium of Mankind concentrated the forces of three legions, giving it an advantage in fleet and troop numbers. The Imperial Fists would likely provide cover for the Iron Warriors, who were somewhat undermanned. Therefore, as long as the Imperial Fists survived the collapse, the Iron Warriors' fleet wouldn't have to directly face a large-scale boarding attack by the Randan, so it was feasible to dispatch some of the Extinction Relics.

"Apologies, this is a matter for the Primarch to decide," Sigismund said after a moment's contemplation. Judging from Corswein's description, these terrifying combat machines should be quite impressive, and the Randan aliens' boarding attacks should also be formidable. It's just that he'd been lucky at the beginning, not having played a high-level game. From a purely tactical perspective, listening to advice and eating a full meal would have been a good option, but Dorn was unfriendly to him. Furthermore, Sigismund believed that once their side was well prepared, the Imperial Fist could fully withstand this challenge on its own.

"Alright, that's it." The Lord of Radiance didn't insist. He had already provided a solution, an explanation to the Emperor. If they didn't listen, then that was beyond his control. Sometimes, a child needs to suffer a little in order to grow! Besides, someone must have heard what he said. It was up to him to decide. The Lord of Radiance looked up at the statue in the corner, where the surveillance equipment was operating.

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"Perturabo, your companion seems quite conceited," Dorn said. "He doubts my Legion for no reason. And what's even more incomprehensible to me is how an AI could place such importance on psionic powers? Aren't AIs immune to psionic powers?" Dorn's words were somewhat unpleasant.

"He's certainly unpleasant," Perturabo said, changing the subject. "But what he says is often true. As he puts it, the truth hurts. I also don't like psionics because it's irrational and can't be explained by mathematics, logic, or formulas. Furthermore, it carries numerous hidden dangers and risks."

"But you indulged him, brother," Dawn said.

"Because, when facing extremely dangerous enemies, our use of psychic powers may cause problems. But if psychic powers are banned, then we will definitely not win. From a technical point of view, he has almost reached a certain peak of humanity. Even the Casting General of Mars may not be stronger than him, but I once asked him if we can rely solely on reason and science to solve all enemies, and his answer was no. He said that psychic power and technology are the two legs of a civilization, and we cannot completely give up one of them." Perturabo said.

"Do you agree with this statement?" Dorn asked.

"I'm considering whether he's real or not. Although this kind of thing disgusts me, I hate failure even more."

"So what do you mean, Jonson?" Dorn looked at the Lion King.

"Psionic power, when properly used and monitored, is a necessary tool for our victory. But relying solely on psionic power and using it without restriction will be disastrous," said Johnson.

"I will prove to you that with technology, tactics and experienced warriors, my legion and I are capable of dealing with any enemy. Perturabo, you can leave your flank to me, and everything will be fine." Dorn pondered for a moment and said in an unusually firm tone.

Chapter 257: The Lord of Radiance Comments on Steel and Rock (5K)

"Back?" Perturabo looked at the Radiant Lord at the door and put down the datapad in his hand. Then, he waved his hand, signaling the others to leave for the time being.

"I'm back." The Lord of Radiance walked over and sat opposite Perturabo.

"Tell me, what do you think of my brothers, the Emperor's Guards?" Perturabo said with interest.

"You want to ask me who is better, the Iron Warriors or the Imperial Fists? That's what you care about." The Lord of Radiance said with a chuckle.

"Indeed, Dorn is the first competitor I've found, so I naturally need to take him seriously," Perturabo said. "But Dorn still surprised me. He was willing to take on the supporting role and let me win."

Perturabo's words were tinged with rare joy and happiness. After all, having a brother cooperate with him was satisfying. Overall, Perturabo was in a good mood. When working with the Blood Angels, each had their own strengths, sharing the credit and glory equally. As for Dorn, while Dorn might not have been particularly friendly towards Perturabo, his businesslike approach to dealing with matters of the heart had encouraged him to cooperate with the Fourth Legion, bringing them closer.

There's no such thing as unprovoked hatred in this world. The reasons for the background hostility between Perturabo and Dorn are multifaceted, ranging from the compatibility of their respective Legions, their mutual dissatisfaction and antagonism, the unfair treatment Perturabo suffered, the Emperor's visible fondness for Dorn, and Dorn's crushing victory over Pixar in an RTS game. (An ancient setting mentions a 9-1 match between Dorn and Perturabo; I'm not sure if this still counts.) And so many other reasons. However, in this plane, the two Primarchs currently enjoy amicable relations.

On this plane, the Emperor showed his concern for Perturabo, the Lord of Radiance also reformed Pixar's bad temper and personality, and this time, Dorn's active cooperation made Perturabo feel much more comfortable. However, the competition and rivalry between steel and stone did not disappear, just like a meeting between a cat and a dog, there will always be some awkwardness.

"But his self-righteousness disgusts me. His mouth is the most annoying thing about him," Perturabo said. "While my brother is excellent, he is definitely not perfect." At this point, Perturabo's face still had an expression of superiority. However, the Lord of Radiance responded with a slightly embarrassed expression. The meaning in his eyes was clearly: How dare you call Dorne arrogant?

"Okay, tell me about the Seventh Legion from your perspective." Perturabo coughed dryly, abruptly changing the subject, adhering to the principle that I'm not embarrassed, but they're embarrassed. Before, Perturabo would have at least held onto his hammer, but now, he was too lazy to do so. Faced with a man he couldn't defeat, yet who shared a common language and could help him, Perturabo had practically started to give in. The so-called friendship, of course, is that when two people can't defeat each other but can't live without each other, even enemies can become friends.

"The Seventh Legion excels in both offense and defense, and is also a powerful legion with the largest fleet among all the current legions. In terms of compatibility, it is very close to the Fourth Legion, but in actual operations, the Seventh Legion's tactics are relatively flexible and practical. Although their tactics are good at steady and cautious, they are also capable of mobile operations. Various tactics cooperate with each other, and they are very good at bringing out the talents of officers at all levels. Their plans are not as detailed and mechanical as ours, but they can better deal with various situations and enemies. And relatively speaking, they are proficient in precision strikes, rather than piling up firepower like us." said the Lord of Glory.

"The Seventh Legion's recruitment and training are also unique. They recruit free men from their respective recruiting planets, prioritizing both physical fitness and mental fortitude. As Dorn put it, he wants comrades and free men who can fight together, not a group of slaves. They emphasize dedication and meticulous work, similar to us. However, it's clear that from a spiritual perspective and in terms of personnel selection, the Seventh Legion is more rational. Their morale is also higher, and they are filled with a sense of honor and confidence. You can probably relate to the feeling of depression that often lingers among most of the Fourth Legion." The Lord of Radiance then looked at Perturabo and spoke again.

"The Fourth Legion is under tremendous pressure and combat tasks, especially when facing the Randan aliens. The enemy has put a lot of pressure on us, and your descendants are not you after all. Their ability to withstand pressure is limited. We are forging steel, but we should also know that if the force of a hammer is too great, the steel will be smashed. It is not good to apply pressure blindly." The Lord of Glory advised.

"So, can you do better? I'll give you a planet for recruiting troops. From the initial screening of personnel to the subsequent training and formation of combat effectiveness, I'll give you enough authority to forge a force on your own. Then win more glory for the legion and demonstrate the prestige of the Fourth Legion among the stars?" Perturabo said.

"I won't let you down," the Lord of Radiance said solemnly as he stood up, and Perturabo nodded in satisfaction.

The relationship between the two sides was somewhat complicated. On many occasions, Perturabo and the Lord of Radiance would be quite casual, even their verbal exchanges being little more than jokes. However, when discussing serious matters, both sides were extremely rigorous and serious. The Lord of Radiance clearly understood his position: Perturabo was the leader of the Legion, and he was second in command. This principle was adhered to in both his appearance and actions. Perturabo, in turn, placed his full trust in the Lord of Radiance. After all, the latter was indeed exceptionally capable and always offered him valuable advice and reminders.

Perturabo was conceited, yet at the same time, rational. His rages were terrifying, but once they subsided, he always made the right choices. Furthermore, as he interacted more with the Lord of Radiance, his anger and impulsiveness gradually diminished. This was partly due to the Lord of Radiance's influence, which taught Perturabo that taking out his anger on his own offspring or others far less capable than himself was cowardly, and that admitting one's faults required more courage than concealing them. This also earned him the respect of certain beings, such as Baldur and Sanguinius. After he chose to forgive his offspring, the latter gave him high praise and praise, much to Pixar's satisfaction. Furthermore, after Perturabo awakened certain aspects of his nature, he also began to feel dissatisfied with his oppressive environment.

"Go on," Perturabo said.

"However, the Seventh Legion is technologically inferior to us. They lack a research and development and production system suitable for themselves, and we have obvious advantages in this regard. Our weapons are more advanced and better." The Lord of Radiance said proudly. After all, Olympus can now produce battleships of the Queen of Glory level. After all, Boss Pi reaped a lot of rewards after solving the problem of the Dark Arbitrator and obtained a large number of ancient black technology relics. With the technical support of the Lord of Radiance, the Iron Warriors Legion can produce various equipment including mobile star fortresses and destroyers.

For example, a star fortress called Perturabo's Forge is currently under construction within the orbital industrial base on the home planet. Designed by Pixar and the Lord of Radiance, this star fortress is mobile and will serve as Perturabo's palace in the sky and a mobile base for his legions. While certainly not as massive as the Mountain Phalanx, it possesses its own unique technological capabilities.

"Actually, I'm more of a forger and a sage, not a general," Perturabo said with a hint of pride. If you ask Boss Pi what he loves most, is it combat? No, not really. He loves nothing more than slacking off, tinkering in his room, and exchanging technical insights with those he considers exceptional.

"Your gene-seed is also more adaptable. Our Legion is larger, and our recruiting capacity is more suitable for large-scale, multi-front warfare," the Radiant Lord said. Honestly, the Iron Warriors have been a formidable Legion from their inception. Despite the numerous hardships they faced in their past, suffering multiple blows from the vicious xenos and their own Primarch, they still managed to maintain a strength of 15 to 18 men before the Heresy. What a remarkable feat! Aside from the U-League and the Word Bearers, the Iron Warriors were essentially the largest Legion. The adaptability of this gene-seed was truly terrifying.

"So, now the two legions each have their own advantages?" Perturabo thought to himself.

"I guess so, but I have to remind you that in this battle, Dorne and his legion may encounter trouble, big trouble." The Lord of Radiance said seriously.

"A big problem? Regarding the fleet, I'll prepare some heavy warships for my brother to bolster the defenses," Perturabo said. Dorn was willing to lend a hand, so Pitbull naturally offered him some of his fleet to help compensate for the enemy's fleet's shortcomings. (In fact, Pitbull was truly dedicated, willing to take on many tasks that the Primarch didn't want to, such as scattered defenses of key points and difficult sieges. He was also willing to split his own legions and assign them to other legions.)

"The fleet battle is a small matter. What I am worried about is the boarding battle. For the Fourth and Seventh Legions, the Randan aliens can board all the warships they want to board. I think you should agree with this." said the Lord of Glory.

"That's right, their bizarre technology and psychic powers have indeed caused us a lot of trouble." Boss Pi agreed. To be honest, the battle with the Randan aliens had also opened Boss Pi's eyes. Take the last battle, for example. Boss Pi had hidden his flagship very well, with three layers of defense inside and outside. Suddenly, a small squid battleship suddenly teleported next to the Iron Blood and slammed into it, clinging to it like a leech. Then, a large number of Randan warriors launched an attack. This method of teleportation, which mixed technology and psychic power, shocked Boss Pi. Fortunately, there shouldn't be many aliens that suddenly appeared in front of him.

During the battle within the Iron Blood, the Randan aliens put immense pressure on Boss Pi. Their strange psychic powers, formidable firepower, and mobility, which allowed them to teleport anywhere, left Perturabo flustered. The Fourth Legion was also weak in psychic power, which often resulted in them achieving half the result with twice the effort. Fortunately, the Lord of Radiance was able to provide sufficient support, and, adhering to the principle of "where psychic power is lacking, technology can be used to make up for it," they were able to keep the losses under control.

"The last time we faced the Randan aliens, we relied on our numerical advantage to defeat them. This time, Dorne's legion is at a disadvantage, and in order to ensure victory in this battle, I feel that Randan will use some more terrifying things. For example, the Randan mainbrain, your brothers may not be able to cope with it, or they will pay a huge price." said the Lord of Glory.

"Randan Mastermind? My brother is a bit too arrogant." Boss Pi frowned, lost in thought. After all, this thing was truly beyond its capabilities. The various legions of the Empire had clashed with the Randan Mastermind more than once or twice, even killing many. However, every victory came with huge losses, and the legions that could kill the Randan Mastermind were undoubtedly powerful.

Ferrus killed many Elder Brains during the boarding battle on the Moon, but it's important to remember that Ferrus's legions were aided by the Dark Angels' Sandalwood Order, along with the Ominous Titans and Baldur's portals, which transported large numbers of troops across a relatively large area. The battle took place in a relatively large area, where even Bear gunships could fly. This was a concentration of elite troops, and many Elder Brains were more likely to be killed by the firepower of the Ominous Titans and Bear gunships than by the Primarchs.

Jonson and Russ also successfully destroyed several Elder Brains. In the first half of the Shana Campaign, the Dark Angels deployed their elite forces, including Exterminators, various Psionic Phages, and Mind Lasher units. The Space Wolves, on the other hand, also deployed their remaining assets besides Baldur. The combined power of these two Legions was far greater than the current Emperor's Fists could match.

As for the Iron Warriors themselves? It can only be said that the Fourth Legion last time only encountered a small tendril of the Randan aliens, and did not engage the enemy's main force. This time, a major clash between the two sides is inevitable, and the Randan aliens will probably mobilize most of their terrifying creatures except for the War Moons. (As for why not the War Moons? After all, there are 11 War Moons in total, and three have already been destroyed. Add to that the ones that have been injured. The Randan aliens can't produce more.)