Silence filled the bridge of the Blood Curse. Technical Sergeant Frank glanced at the screen again, and then whispered:
"The Black Templar fleet has entered the range, their weapons are being calibrated, and they will soon-"
Santo Joel raised his left hand, and the technical sergeant could only shut his mouth.
Then, the Chapter Master walked towards the communications station.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"Chapter Master!"
Santo Joel turned around and saw that it was the company commander. His whole face was now flushed, as if he was suffering from blood thirst.
"What's the matter, Cheri?"
"I will not surrender to anyone, and I will not let them take us somewhere for trial. I would rather die fighting! I believe other brothers think so too, that's what I think."
Santo Joel withdrew his gaze and replied indifferently:
"I see."
Sherry looked at him, shook his head, turned and left.
Santo Joel walked to the communication desk, clicked the communication button, and then said:
"I am Santo Joel, Chapter Master of the Blood Knights, Chapter Master Soshyan Alexei. On behalf of the Chapter, I request the protection of the Alliance of Suffering. We are worthy of the Emperor and the blood of Sanguinius. !”
After saying this call, it seemed that all the strength of the Space Marine had been drained. He lowered his head and supported the communication station with both hands, looking as if he was about to collapse.
Soon, there was a response from Soshyan.
"Captain Santo Joel, I cannot grant you asylum on behalf of the alliance, but I can temporarily accommodate you, provided that you must disarm and turn off the void shield and engine."
"I understand, and we'll do it."
Santo Joel finished speaking weakly and looked at the technical sergeant
"Brother Frank, do as he says."
"Yes, Chapter Leader!"
Soon, the Blood Curse shut down the void shield and engine, and at the same time, all weapon arrays were released from combat status.
At this time, the Black Templar fleet was approaching, and the main guns of the leading cruiser had begun to aim. As a result, the Astral Knight fleet suddenly inserted between their firepower and the Blood Curse.
"Astral Knights! What are you going to do!"
Hearing the furious voice on the bridge, Soshyan, who crossed his arms, smiled slightly and responded:
"I am Soshyan Alexei, Chapter Master of the Astral Knights. Cousins of the Black Templars, the Blood Knights have decided to surrender to us. Now I am ready to board the ship and take them into custody."
After a few minutes of silence, a voice came from the communicator again.
"Soshyan, are you the 'Grey Eagle' Soshyan?"
This time the other party's voice was obviously much softer. After all, the reputation of the Astral Knights was there, and they were also a sub-group of the Imperial Fists.
"Yes."
"I am Marshal Austin of the Black Templars. I have heard of your name for a long time. I have managed a war group that was almost destroyed so prosperously. Marshal Cordel often praises you in front of everyone as the best in Dorne in the past thousand years. The best heir."
"Marshal Austin is over-praised. He's just luckier, more cautious, and the Emperor is more favored."
"But you were not careful in this matter, Chapter Commander Soshiyang. The Blood Knight was the prey we wounded, but you picked it up when it was dying. Isn't it unjustifiable to rob it halfway?"
"Marshal Austin, I don't quite understand what you are saying. What do you mean by prey? They are also an Astartes war group. It seems that they should not be the target of our hunting."
"Captain Soshyan, there is something in your words."
"In this way, your fleet will stop at the Scar of Victory first. After I take the Blood Knight into custody, I will go to your battleship and give you an explanation. How about that?"
There was silence on the communicator for a long time, and finally Austin responded.
"Okay, I'll give the Astral Knight this face."
"Thank you very much."
Soon, the Black Templar fleet released its fire preparations and left the current area for the Scar of Victory, while Soshyan took the Thunder Eagle and entered the Blood Curse with the No. 100 Terminator.
The flight deck was empty, so Soshyan walked directly towards the bridge. None of the servants stopped him along the way, and they all looked nervous.
It wasn't until he entered the bridge that Soshiyan saw the real Blood Knight.
A total of 212 blood knights stood on the bridge deck. Their power armor was red and silver. Their shoulder armor badges were more complicated, a white shield with blood and tears, and below it were two black crossed swords.
Standing at the front of the team was a warrior with short blond hair and a tough face. At this moment, he looked lifeless. He was holding the sword hilt at his waist with one hand and holding his helmet with the other. The same was true for the warriors behind him. , several of them held high the battle flag.
When the neat footsteps of a hundred cavalry Terminators resounded like thunder through the bridge, Santo Joel's eyes became even darker.
Soshyan, who was wearing gorgeous fine workman power armor but no helmet, stepped forward, looked at Santo Joel, and said:
"I am Soshyan Alexey, Chapter Master of the Astral Knights."
"Nice to meet you. I am the Chapter Master of the Blood Knights, Santo Joel."
Soshyan then stretched out his right hand and said:
"Then hand over your sword."
Santo Joel did not respond, but used his thumb to fiddle with the chain saw blade hanging on his hip. The two-finger-wide fine gold shone faintly in the dark light.
Even obscured by the gloom of the wide deck, the movement was conspicuous.
Soshyan nodded, he understood.
Honor is life for an Astartes, and surrender without a fight is unacceptable to any Astartes.
Soshyan took off his cloak and drew the Holy Flame Sword from his waist, but did not activate the force field.
Santo Joel drew his chainsword, flashed the spikes on its blades, and unbuckled his belt.
Both will fight blade to blade, with no off-hand weapons.
Then he turned around and stayed for a while, handed his decorations to the waiting company commander Xie Li, and stopped Xie Li's next words.
"After I die, you will take over as the chapter leader and lead everyone...to survive."
With that, Santo Joel turned around and the duel began.
The Chapter Leader of the Blood Knights rushed forward first and slashed Soshyan's head hard. If Soshyan hadn't stepped aside at the last moment, he might have been cut in two by this blow.
But what happened next was shocking. After Soshiyang dodged this move, he slapped Santo Joel's weapon with his sword, causing the opponent to lose his balance. Then Soshiyang issued a series of quick and heavy blows that forced the opponent to lose his balance. Santo Joel hastily defended.
The last blow, the most violent blow, hit Santo Joel and fell to one knee.
Before the opponent raised his weapon to block, Soshyan hit Santo Joel on the head with an old punch, knocking the warrior directly to the ground.
Everything happened within ten seconds.
Of course, Soshiyan was not arrogant enough to think that he was so powerful. He already felt that Santo Joel was heartbroken. The former blood lord had no fighting spirit.
"...Kill me, take my sword, let go..."
Santo Joel spat out a few words from his mouth full of blood.
"I'm very dissatisfied. This duel is not over yet. You can keep your sword, and so are others. We will fight again."
Soshyan looked down at Santo Joel with a serious expression.
"But you must surrender your other weapons and leave the ship into our custody."
Santo Joel stood up silently and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"clear."
