The fourth piece of information provided by Occam is another highlight.
Huron also spent a lot of money to invite a group of reinforcements from the Chaos Warbands, many of whom were ruthless characters, especially the Shadow Ghost Warband and their master, the demon prince Vasco Gor, who were the most difficult to deal with. Occam's intelligence said that they were the most difficult to deal with. They are all from the Eighth Legion - as the saying goes: the red pirates post hero posts widely, and all the war gangs gather in the maelstrom of justice.
According to Occam, there should be four demon princes he knows about in the Huron camp. In addition to Vasco Gore, there is also Perset, a Word Bearer from the Great Crusade era who arrived after the war. The officer, however, had betrayed the former legion a long time ago. As for the other two, they were hidden so deeply that even he did not know their names, but he only knew that they existed.
The demon princes all have strong sensory abilities, and Ockham does not dare to investigate them easily.
In addition, the Warmaster of the Black Legion, the Great Predator Abaddon, finally decided to assist his brother who had chopped off chicken heads and burned yellow paper in front of the Four Gods, and sent several warbands to join the Maelstrom battle. Among them The more famous ones are the Khorne warband 'Skull Plunder' and their leader Jufu - this guy was also one of the main commanders of Chaos in the famous Siege of Vraks. He is extremely ferocious and difficult to deal with, and has many Khorne abilities. A cunning intelligence that no champion possesses. (I’m not afraid that K people are brainless, but I’m afraid that K people are using their brains. That’s him)
Abaddon's reinforcement Soshyan didn't care much, after all, it was expected, but the Demon Prince of the Eighth Legion deserved attention, so he turned his attention to Talos.
"What do you think?"
"I was about to speak to you, or rather another person, about this matter."
"Someone else?"
Then Talos briefly told Soshyan about his encounter with Cassati Nuang and the deeds of this traitor of the Eighth Legion. After listening, Soshyan touched his chin thoughtfully and whispered road:
"Another loyalist from ten thousand years ago."
As he said this, he suddenly laughed.
"If I hadn't met you, would it have been him who came to me?"
Talos heard some dissatisfaction in Soshyan's language and smiled slightly.
"There are not many things that can be called unexpected around you, maybe only me and your Eldar wife Kayan are half of them."
"What about this time?"
Talos spread his hands.
"who knows."
"According to your statement, he has been following Corax, Lord of the Crows, and he should be the one sent this time. Ha, none of these Primarchs are okay, but none of them are doing anything. They just watch. As the empire has been rotting like this for ten thousand years, what should I say? Praise them for not caring about their status, or accuse them of being irresponsible?"
"Judging from the situation of the Great Crusade, it would be an absolute disaster for most of the Primarchs to sit in that position and manage such a huge empire, so they chose to escape into seclusion, which is really a commendable choice."
Soshyan sighed.
"Okay, so do you think he's trustworthy?"
"You have to look at which aspect it is. If it is for the empire, it is absolutely credible. And from my perspective, from the moment he stabbed his brother in the back on Istvan 5, This person cannot be trusted."
"How strong is this person?"
Talos thought for a moment and replied:
"It's okay. A lot of blood relatives died at his hands back then. He even killed all the brothers of his Fiery Claws alone. Corax is willing to take him as a confidant. I'm afraid it's not just because he admires him. He doesn't have the strength. But I can’t keep up with the King of Shadows. I heard some people once called him Night Crow.”
"Night Crow. Then he said he would help us hunt down Vasco Gore. Do you think the current Eleventh Company can do it?"
"If only Vasco Gore and his warband were still alive"
Talos tapped his fingers on the table and then gave a conservative number.
"Right 60%, I should be 60% sure."
Soshyan thought for a moment, pulled out the memory card, and nodded.
"Let him come here now."
Soon, the door opened, and Cassati Nuang walked in, wearing black armor. He also specially modified his hair style, cut his long black hair short, and combed it into a big slicked back hair style. His hair style was very similar to Sevita's. resemblance.
Seeing this expedition veteran with obvious characteristics of the Eighth Legion, Soshyan stood up.
"Hello, Sergeant Kassati Nuang, my name is Soshyan Alexei."
Kasati Nuang came over and shook Soshyan's hand across the table.
"Salute to you, Chapter Master of the Astral Knights, Supreme Lord Commander of the Expeditionary Force, and Lord of the Undead Army."
After letting go, Soshyan took back his hand with a smile.
"It seems that the Lord of Dark Crows still remembers what happened back then. If possible, there are many questions I would like to ask him personally."
Cassati Nuang smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Even if I want to see my lord, I have to be willing to do so. Your wish may not be easy to come true. He told me about the 11th Legion before he left. I don't know much about it. , just knowing you and the Astral Knights."
"It's such a shame. Please have a seat."
A chair automatically slid from its position against the wall behind Cassati Nuang, and he sat on it without ceremony.
"No matter what the purpose is, and no matter what the current position is, as long as you are willing to help us fight against the heretical enemy, I will welcome it."
Hearing Soshyan's words, a faint smile appeared on Kasati's face.
"That was really nice, I was expecting a lot of explaining."
Soshyan also smiled.
"When you joined the Raven Guard, the Primarch probably didn't ask you to explain a lot of things."
"Indeed, in a sense you are quite similar to him."
"Ha, I'll take that as a compliment."
Then Soshyan changed the subject.
"Let's talk about Vasco Gor. How should we deal with this fallen man?"
"It's simple, a bait, a trap, a silent and swift hunt."
"specific?"
"Huron will most likely send Vasco Gore to perform rear destruction missions. It will choose to attack fragile planets, massacre local people and spread fear, but it is not easy to catch it. After Vasco Gore degenerates into a demon , has acquired powerful dark intuition, and ordinary traps are easily detected by him, so the only way is to find some kind of temptation that can overwhelm his dark intuition."
"oh?"
"Vasco Gore's most glorious achievement was to massacre a Death Watch fortress and kill all the Death Watch inside. This was also the key to his demon promotion. It also gave him an almost instinctive desire for the blood of the Death Watch. eager."
"You mean"
"Let the Death Watch hunt this demon. The demon will set its traps, and we just have to turn its traps into its tomb."
Soshyan really wanted to say that he was worthy of being a member of the Eighth Army by using friendly troops as bait, but he swallowed the words as he spoke.
As if he knew what Soshyan was going to say, Kasati spread his hands.
"This is indeed unethical, but it is also the only way to quickly eliminate this bastard, otherwise you will have to watch world after world burn while we follow it in circles in vain."
As soon as he finished speaking, the emergency communication light on Soshyan's desktop turned on. After he connected it, an emergency report came to his ears, and his face soon darkened.
When the report was over, he looked at Cassati.
"It has already started. Five days ago the agricultural world of Muhatibek was attacked. Nearly half of the settlement was destroyed, all the large warehouses were burned, and more than six million people were killed. When the recent fleet arrived, the attackers had already fled, Survivors reported that before the attack, there was a huge shadow crossing the sky, accompanied by wild laughter. Now the planet's production level has been reduced to 20% of the original level, turning from a food exporting planet into a refugee camp in desperate need of food. .”
