[Theory and practice are the keys to their strengthening themselves, theory: fully implement theory and practice to exert their fullest power. Practical: Theory and practice are poured into every level through precepts and routines. 】
[——Guilliman, "Toward the Combination of Theory and Practice", 111.54.xl]
Theory: They still need to observe; Practice: Ask your Death Guard comrades around you.
Practical Supplement 1: Death Guard generally don’t like to speak.
Practical Supplement 2: The Death Guard commander is quite enthusiastic and knowledgeable, and is willing to answer questions.
Theory Update: They need more efficient observations. Practice update: Collect most of the puzzles of the Ultramarines, summarize common issues, and proactively send high-level soldiers to ask the Death Guard commander.
The practice achieved a staged victory, which proved the feasibility of the practice. They can repeat this action as long as the subjective and objective conditions remain unchanged.
Practice Supplement 3: The Death Guard likes to fight in silence. For their practice, some Death Guards ask them to shut up in the channel, on the grounds that they need to receive the command of the commander, rather than listen to the questions of the Ultramarines.
Mortarion was grateful to his irascible sons for finally calming down the Ultramarines.
Just like their endless blue brood, the Ultramarines' problems are endless, but they always have a slight value that they cannot refuse.
The Ultramarines' channel was noisy for a while, and Mortarion thought with satisfaction that they finally realized how inappropriate their actions were.
However, the next moment, Guilliman's fast and solemn voice sounded from the shared channel of the Death Guard and Ultramarines.
[Commander Hades, are you willing to answer some of our confusions in detail after this war? The Ultramarines will thank you for your knowledge. 】
Before Hades could utter a single syllable, a loud sigh came from Mortarion's breathing mask. Then Mortarion took off his breathing mask, spat hard at the ground, and put it back on. mask and took a few deep breaths.
"Guilliman, my brother," he said gloomily, "What do you ask?" I can answer your confusion now. 】
It was obvious that most of Hades' attention was now on the battlefield. The explosion just now made Hades full of vigilance, so he took the conversation between Mortarion and Guilliman literally and did not speak.
On the other side, after previous discussions with Mortarion, the Lord of Macragge chose to garrison the square, the largest temporary airport in the city, to allow ground troops to maintain contact with the air fleet.
Guilliman stared at the edge of the square. Type 3 obstacles were matched with type 2 obstacles to create an artificial bunker. The vehicles within the three blocks were dragged over and became part of the bunker. Although in his calculation, Guilliman Mann did not think that the people here could launch a large-scale attack, but here were psykers with whom he was unfamiliar, and Guilliman believed that he needed to be fully prepared.
All situations must be faced, and failure to do so would be a betrayal.
The only mortals alive now are the historians and recorders Guilliman arranged, although there are not many left of them.
Guilliman originally wanted them to leave in the Stormbirds, but the current air force was the Death Guard, and the Death Guard rejected Guilliman's request and warned Guilliman not to put them back into the air fleet easily.
So Guilliman had to let these mortals tremble and cry in the defensive circle of the Ultramarines, but there was also a young man who tried to touch the bodies of the dead Absdus, and of course he was given a serious warning.
At the same time, Guilliman was thinking about the words that Mortarion just said. He was thinking about what Mortarion was thinking at the moment. Mortarion's tone was not good. He was rejecting the ultramarines. This It's really the Ultramarines' problem.
Guilliman realized that the Death Guard was a very stubborn and borderline legion. The actions of the Ultramarines just now were obviously reckless. They should be more cautious, observe and test more carefully.
But after all, it was during a war, and Guilliman did not want to see a failure due to lack of information, so he acquiesced to the Ultramarines' questioning of the Death Guard, even though this might indeed make some of the Death Guard feel disgusted with them.
Guilliman was silent for a moment, then chose a more relaxed tone,
[I have many questions to ask, my brother, Mortarion, maybe you can come and sit in the Glory of Macragge after this? This battle is also thanks to the Death Guard's early warning. We did make mistakes. 】
Facts have proved that this kind of rhetoric is very effective even when used on the Primarch, whom mortals call demigods.
Even if Guilliman is dissatisfied with some of the Death Guard's actions, this is still within the boundaries he has drawn.
There was a faint radio buzz coming from Mortarion's channel, and Guilliman imagined his brother breathing hard through a gas mask.
【.Yes, but don't ask again now. 】
A short, dry sentence, and then Mortarion cut off contact with the channel directly.
The goal had been achieved, and the current information was enough for them to deal with the current situation. Guilliman ordered the Ultramarines to stop questioning their tired Death Guards.
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The Death Guard does not need to clear this area completely, they only need to clear part of it and collect the ashes of the psykers, and leave the rest to the torpedoes.
If it hadn't been for the sudden explosion of the altar in the slums, the Death Guard's front would not have advanced so far. Their progress could have been stopped as early as the third area.
The area that has been licked by the flames has long been reduced to ruins. Except for the cracked and twisted stones that were burnt, all the remaining combustibles have turned into ashes. Some specialized warriors are wandering around and collecting in the ruins, like a wasteland. Wild dogs digging into carcasses.
On the entire Absdu planet, the most densely populated and prosperous area is the royal capital. Other than that, there are small villages with no climate, dotted in the wild.
There is no need to clean up, the extermination order will naturally solve all this.
It was time to retreat. On the square, the engines roared, and the legionnaires began to retreat in an orderly manner.
Hades stood in the square, listening to the information coming from the channel, and staring thoughtfully at the towering palace.
According to the Death Guards who entered, they also found a huge amount of explosives under the altar of the palace - according to calculations, these explosives were larger than those used to bomb Hades in the slums.
Hades was not sure whether he would survive if he was summoned at the altar of the palace.
But he didn't want to think about the problem Tzeentch had given him. One possible path had been denied, and he only needed to choose the path that still existed.
There were footsteps behind Hades, and he judged that it was Guilliman. Hades certainly knew what the original body wanted to say. He had already rejected three Ultramarines in a row before, including Captain Gage.
Hades did not turn his head;
"No, don't ask me again."
Hades said,
"Those mortal writers must be put to death."
Then Hades turned back, as if he was surprised, "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't know it was you."
Guilliman waved his hand,
[We can monitor them or clean their memories, but directly execute them? For these people who are loyal to their duties, this is too cruel. Before this, they were just people who wanted to witness a glorious ceremony. 】
"Lord Guilliman, our legion commander has warned you repeatedly before this."
Hades' tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but he was still expressionless. Will he also be expressionless when answering the questions of the Ultramarines?
Guilliman's voice was tinged with anger, and the Lord of Macragge began to try to exert pressure.
[If you inform the Ultramarines in advance, these losses will be unnecessary. 】
"We have given you and your legion enough warning, but you still claim that the people here have no problem, or rather, most of them have no problem."
Faced with the pressure from a Primarch, Hades remained expressionless and unmoved. If it wasn't because he was mentally strong enough, it was because he had faced the wrath of a Primarch many times, so that these things It became commonplace with him.
After realizing this, Guilliman's voice began to soften,
[I still don’t agree to execute them. They are all warriors who follow the Ultramarines to fight everywhere. You can tell us any other measures that can be carried out except the death penalty, even if they are costly. 】
Hades stared at Guilliman, his eyes sweeping past the trembling historians behind the original body.
In fact, so far, except for the Soulless Ones, Kirkland and King, and following Hades, all mortals who have faced the demons are dead.
They are all dead.
Kirkland and King have also been under the surveillance of Hades for a long time. Until recently, King's supervisor became Malcador.
It is true that in the distant 40k, many mortal troops will be the main force in fighting demons, and their strength and belief are obvious to all.
But not now, corruption is everywhere, and the best way to avoid corruption is ignorance, and they already know it, but they don’t have the protection of so-called faith——
Oh, Hades suddenly thought of a ridiculous idea, but he cut off this possibility in an instant.
First of all, Guilliman himself is extremely opposed to religious beliefs, and Hades is unable to control it and cannot tell Guilliman any nonsense about letting them believe in religion; secondly, Guilliman will not allow these people to be handed over to the Death Guard, because the original The body firmly believes that the Death Guard will execute them as soon as possible.
What's more, Hades himself is quite disgusted with this kind of behavior, and he still can't accept the ridiculous behavior of actively [preaching].
But this group of people cannot be let go. They are all clever historians, and Tzeentch likes this kind of people. In the face of possible sources of infection, destruction is the safest way.
Hades looked at Guilliman, and he remembered that during the Divine Plague, Guilliman established a hospital world to treat those injured after fighting the demons of Nurgle.
If it were Mortarion now, he would kill them humanely instead of trying to cure them.
As expected, the corruption among the wounded soldiers succeeded in causing heavy damage to the world.
Hades thought and spoke,
"I can check for them. I am a soulless person, and I am stronger than other soulless people. People who are contaminated by spiritual energy will be more sensitive than normal people. If they are contaminated, then they will not be able to withstand my unbearable power. Contact domain.”
Hades continued slowly,
"But, I can only check the temporary situation. Many times, the dangers buried in memories or details are not immediately revealed. The current safety does not prove that they will not be contaminated by the past in the future and become the Queen of Abstu." Such a monster."
"They are still dangerous, and I still recommend that you execute them."
Guilliman's eyes flashed, [Maybe you can teach us how to prevent and treat this later. 】
"Memory is highly erased, monitored, and dissemination of one's own thoughts is prohibited."
Hades muttered quietly and quickly. He walked over and looked at the historians. They were huddled together, obviously frightened.
"Excuse me, let's do a check-up."
Guilliman stood behind Hades, his eyes wide open——
The people who were cursing and crying just a moment ago seemed to have fallen asleep the next moment.
【this】
Guilliman looked at the sleeping people in disbelief;
"I'm very sorry."
Hades said slowly, as if in mourning,
"Obviously they are all contaminated. Now their spiritual flames have been extinguished, and their bodies will stop working soon."
Guilliman stared at Hades. He opened his mouth, but in the end he failed to ask what he wanted to ask.
【.I hope that after this, you can explain all this to me. 】
These small commotions attracted others than Hades, and Mortarion strode over, his respirator groaning,
"You will understand all this, my brother, but sometimes you need to let your compassion give in to the cruel truth."
Yes, code
(End of chapter)
