Chapter 1603 Alliance Will

Style: Fantasy Author: MogdrogenWords: 2262Update Time: 24/02/20 10:28:25
Ustad's words instantly opened everyone's conversation, and everyone denounced this ridiculous appointment one after another.

"The Ministry of Military Affairs says there are 300 million Astra Militarum troops, but there is no telling how many there really are."

"Besides, even if we recruit our own troops, it's useless just to have guns and cannons. Where will the heavy armor come from? Where will the heavy artillery come from? Where will the transport ships and transport vehicles come from? Just eating for so many people every day is an astronomical amount. Where can we get it? What can we do if the Adeptus Mechanicus doesn’t give it to us?”

"The most outrageous thing is that we need to obtain supplies locally. Well, it turns out that it is so easy for the empire to fight wars now? Then what does the Ministry of Military Affairs need to do?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Soshyan, who was a little upset, sighed and then raised his hand.

"Okay, everyone, stop complaining. The facts cannot be changed. We can only obey orders. However, please do not spread this matter first. We will wait until I discuss it with several chapter leaders in the alliance. Everyone will go back to digest and prepare."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Lysander.

"Excuse me, Captain Sande, please come with me to go to the Trace of Victory."

"Haha, I am always responsive to requests, and since you are now the lord commander, you can actually be tougher when speaking."

"How dare I be so presumptuous in front of you."

While everyone was talking, Kayon and Sol quietly exited the hall and came to a secluded corner.

"This thing is weird. It is most likely arranged by that person."

After hearing Kayon's judgment, Thor nodded.

"It should be him, otherwise the high lord would not make such a decision for no reason. At least he intervened."

"The question is what does he want to do? It is not wise to let Soshyan go head-to-head with Huron."

"Oh, who could have guessed this...Sevita is coming soon. You will know if you ask him then, but...I guess he might not know either."

The day after welcoming the envoys from Terra, Soshyan set off for the Scar of Victory and summoned the chapter leaders who were still on Nessen 5. However, he did not want to terminate the exercise, but just handed it over. Let the company commanders take control of it, and also summon Talos to his side.

After he learned that Soshyan was appointed as the commander of the expedition supreme lord, he also seemed very shocked. Obviously the decision of the high lord was beyond the understanding of normal people, but he immediately became keenly aware that someone in Terra might want to rectify the problem. Soshyan, or rather this expedition had other purposes.

After giving Talos such a reminder, Soshyan also felt that this appointment and the expedition were weird in every way, but now he had no good solution but to use troops to block the water and cover it up with the ground.

When the other members of the Suffering Alliance learned the news, it was like a bolt from the blue.

"I xx him xxx! Are those high lords of Terra too full to eat shit?"

The grumpy Seth immediately cursed, and his anger even caused the brazier in the middle of the round table to shake. In addition to several chapter leaders, there was also Lysander. Although he was not a chapter leader, this first company leader His high prestige also made everyone have no objections.

The main thing is that he is from Terra and can tell everyone a lot of inside information, which is far more convincing than Soshyan's own narrative.

Malakin crossed his arms, as if in deep thought. After Seth finished spraying, he said slowly:

"In this way, our plan has completely failed. Huron's intelligence network is very wide, and there is no confidentiality at all on the Empire's side. I guess he already knows it by now."

Titus, Chapter Master of the Ranger Warriors, also frowned.

"That doesn't mean we have to go to war with the well-prepared Red Pirates? This is much more difficult than a surprise attack..."

Mazar sighed and shook his head.

"More than being well prepared, the Maelstrom is Huron's home base. He has been running it for so many years. We are equivalent to fighting on the enemy's home turf. We are at a disadvantage in terms of intelligence, troops, and resources."

The strength of the Red Corsairs is obvious to all, and everyone is a little worried about the surprise attack. Now if it turns into a head-on battle, the huge fleet and the large number of Chaos Space Marines will be almost like a mountain weighing on everyone's heart.

Moreover, both the Ranger Warriors and the Lamenters participated in the Badab War, and the shadow left by that war has not even dissipated. If they engage in a large-scale war again, even if they win in the end, how heavy their losses will be. Woolen cloth?

You must know that the battle groups that participated in the war, whether it was the Huron side or the Imperial side, ended up losing their troops. Battle groups such as the Star Phantom Ranger Warriors also lost more than half, not to mention the Mantis Warriors and the Lamenters, almost all of them were lost. destroy.

In a large-scale war, even the Astartes Chapter is very vulnerable, let alone a war of this level.

Even the bellicose Seth fell silent after venting his anger.

In the rotunda, it was so quiet that you could hear the sound of a pin dropping. After all, those present were all Chapter Masters. They not only had to serve the Empire, but also considered the continuation of the Chapter.

If it is not necessary, warriors such as the Rangers do not want to get involved in this kind of war, but they cannot break their oaths and abandon the Astral Knights and the Alliance of Suffering. After all, honor is also the life of the Star Warriors.

Soshyan glanced at the worried-looking people, then took a deep breath and said:

"I know that every battle group has its own difficulties. I also express my position here. I will not force any member of the alliance to participate in this expedition. This is not part of the alliance plan. Moreover, I will not tell you how this war will end. I don’t dare to draw a conclusion... I’m not afraid of brothers’ jokes. Now I feel very panic in my heart. I have never commanded a battle of this level. Even thinking about the astronomical number of soldiers and equipment makes me a little dizzy. .....I can defeat Huron's fleet, and I can defeat Abaddon on Paidu, but that doesn't mean that I can command more than a billion people and thousands of battle brothers to sweep across the Maelstrom. So for this expedition, everyone Need not--"

Before Soshyan finished speaking, Malakin turned around and walked to him, putting his hand on his shoulder.

"If the Emperor is determined to have the Lamenter return to his throne in a great battle, then we would rather die fighting and bleeding alongside our brothers than die alone in the cold void."

Seth also came over and took Soshyan's left hand.

"The Flesh Tearers crave the blood of traitors, the more the merrier!"

Arash also put his hand on one of Soshyan's shoulders.

"The White Temple must make the Red Pirates pay with their blood!"

Magyar and Titus came over and put their hands on Soshyan's arms and shoulders respectively.

"No matter what the outcome is, we will fight side by side."

Not far away, Lysander looked at this scene, nodded secretly, and was once again surprised by Soshiyang's personal charm.

Soshiyang held those big armor-wrapped hands. In addition to the indescribable excitement in his heart, he felt that the responsibilities on his shoulders were much heavier -

So heavy that it seemed to crush him.

So many battle brothers, so many mortal soldiers, so many fleets, so many worlds in the Maelstrom, so many people...

All victory or defeat depends on his decision-making.

Can he really carry the lives of hundreds of billions of people?

Until this moment, Soshyan still had no sense of substance about his appointment as commander-in-chief of the expedition. It seemed like a fantasy caused by hysteria.