Olympia.
A prosperous and fertile garden world under the Empire of Man, she once fell into darkness like many human worlds in the galaxy, until the Lord of Mankind incorporated it into the Empire's territory under the dazzling light.
Nowadays, the wars and disputes have gone away decades ago, leaving only peace and tranquility in Olympia.
As for the reason for this peace, it comes from one of the twenty-one great descendants of the Lord of Mankind.
Conqueror of Olympia, Lord of Iron, Primarch of the Iron Warriors - Perturabo.
"…another war."
Perturabo murmured, and the data panel presented in front of this majestic Primarch was constantly flowing with data like stars, and endless computing power was constantly calculating in his developed brain.
The most conspicuous scarlet text among them is the astrological communication from Terra.
[Coordinates: Golgotan Sector·Forging World Salem]
[Requirement: Apply for Iron Warrior support. 】
[Goal: Participate in the suppression of the participating forces in this sector and assist the 'Son of the Mountains' in building an outpost. 】
Something unexpected happened.
Perturabo did not find any information about the siege or harsh battles in the order.
Instead, there were all kinds of information about construction and defense, countless messages and data compiled by Elaine personally, and even various outpost models and defense strategies were presented before the Lord of Steel.
Reading these beautiful and rigorous data, some doubts began to fill his heart.
War Dog, Son of the Mountain, Elaine...many keywords flashed through Perturabo's pupils, and his steely and cold gaze became increasingly doubtful.
He remembered the newly returned Primarch sister.
The Primarch of the War Hounds, Elaine. She comes from a red sand world that once practiced martial arts. She was revered as a saint after conquering the local indigenous nobles. When she first returned, she changed the name of the former Twelfth Legion from War Hounds to Sons of the Mountains.
At the same time, a company of Iron Warriors stationed in the 13th Expeditionary Fleet also participated in the construction of her home planet.
A constant stream of data flowed through Perturabo's brain, and the more he read about his new sister, the more confused the Lord of Steel became.
——Why did Terra issue such an order to the Iron Warriors?
As a Primarch who was given the title of "Iron Lord" by the Emperor and given important responsibilities, Perturabo was well aware of the rigorous responsibilities he had to shoulder during the Great Crusade, and he often took the initiative to undertake tasks from Terra. The brutal war enacted.
Therefore, almost every difficult battle has the shadow of the Iron Warriors. These walking steels are the symbol of Perturabo's will. Although his descendants were constantly consumed in brutal battles, the Iron Warriors' tenacity was renowned among the Empire.
Therefore, Perturabo didn't quite understand.
Why would Terra send him to a sector it had almost conquered?
The Lord of Steel silently began to search for answers in the data. Countless precise information and battle reports covering the entire battle of [Salem's Campaign] flowed into his mind in an instant. The vast sea of cold numbers were continuously combined into detailed ones under the binary translation. Information is continuously integrated and updated in the database through a series of keywords. The consciousness that is swimming in the ocean of data slowly examines this almost flawless and cruel battle that is presented before its eyes.
Like a pack of wolves, it continuously eats away at the enemy's vitality, raising the enemy's panic level to the limit during the months-long hunt. It then uses flawless fear tactics on the frontal battlefield to completely cut off the enemy's chain of command, through incomprehensible means. Efficient command to achieve the most efficient use of the fleet's void shield. Even sudden large-scale reinforcements are included in the plan. The perfect combination of large-scale artillery bombardment and precise fire control is almost impossible. There is even a jump boarding as the final plan. War comes and beheads the enemy's flagship.
--artwork.
For some reason, this word was born in Perturabo's mind.
Perturabo knew the artistic value of this perfect battle. Precise logic links every link, and the various plans that have been prepared are perfect. Under the elegant and steady orders, a cycle of fear is exerted on the enemy.
The endless detailed arrangements are almost perfectly in line with Perturabo's war concepts. Although the time in the Great Crusade is often not enough to support his ideas for war, many of the war ideas that the Lord of Steel wants to think about are at a more macro level. .
However, the undeniable fact is...this is the most perfect battle he has ever seen.
There is no complete lack of overall perspective like the Space Wolves, nor is there a brutal raiding strategy like the White Scars, nor is there a complex and chaotic chain of command like the Ultramarines.
Perturabo seemed to see his own shadow in this war - as if the Primarch commanded in the distant maelstrom was not someone else but himself.
Yes, if he comes in person, there is no doubt that he and the Iron Warriors can achieve exactly the same perfect results.
It’s just that there were too many difficult tasks in the Great Crusade. As the [Iron Lord] who must shoulder heavy responsibilities, Perturabo must temporarily put aside his conception of the art of war. In the Great Crusade, where efficiency and time were crucial, he had never been like this. use their free time to engage in such a war.
Thinking of this, Perturabo couldn't help but feel a little angry at the original sister whom he had never met before.
If she had abilities and a tough mind comparable to her own, then engaging in such a level of sophisticated warfare during the Great Crusade would be a waste of this talent.
So... the doubts in Perturabo's heart were naturally solved.
Yes, his father must have asked him to teach this sister who was not yet familiar with the importance of efficiency in the Great Expedition.
After all, how could a Primarch like himself, who conquered large territories for the empire, waste time and energy on such a war.
Although Perturabo had never had a good relationship with his primarch brothers, he had inquired about each of them in detail. He knew about Elaine's over-indulgence of her children, as well as those in the Empire. Zhongzheng gradually spreads the advanced medical knowledge.
The Lord of Steel slightly thought of his sister. Underneath his steel-cold appearance, there is a subtlety that others have never explored.
"Sure enough...women are all the same."
Now, it seems that he is getting a younger sister.
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