Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 202 War General, Sun Lord, Terra's Appointment

Gold and jade are on the outside, but on the inside, never doubt that the most dangerous world in the galaxy is the most prosperous world, even if it is only for a second.

Danger doesn't always come in the form of bombs, Ragnar.

Those worlds were the most densely populated of the Imperial elite, and we're talking about the most ruthless, lawless, ambitious rogues culled from millions of worlds.

A world like Terra is where they live out their ambitions, and no one can stop them, not me, not you, not even the closest relatives if need be.

Civilization and prosperity are the most terrifying barbarism that people weigh.

—————— "Traveler" Turin, the wolf blade of the Belisarius family

The wreckage of Pan Lan was piled up for several days and months, replenishing ammunition, fuel, and everything seemed extremely slow in front of the tens of times of war engines and imperial guards. Tens of thousands of worlds in this empire are working for This huge force spanning three star regions worked hard, and its large amount of supplies was enough to fill the ocean and the earth.

On the contrary, it is a celebration banquet that stretches across the entire world. This is a great victory that is enough to record the history of entering the star area, and the whole Pan Lan has thus become a place of carnival. Basic maintenance, and good wine and food are filled with the entire poor forge world.

Like a huge, planet-wide buffet and rest day, most of the officers are unconscious, the old guy in the foundry governor's mansion also poured himself into a coma, the smoky courtyard, the second lieutenant took off He took off his skadi winter parka, climbed onto the imperial double-headed eagle statue in the courtyard, and vomited all over the place from top to bottom.

The streets were full of yelling people, blocking the traffic, and the fireworks were all over the sky, forgetting the curfew of the empire and the forbidden entertainment of the state religion.

Although many brave warriors left, the bell was ringing a few days ago to commemorate the emperor's warriors, but after a few days, people had almost forgotten about it.

After a total of 4 months and 6 days of conquest and restoration for a year, Pan Lan returned to the embrace of the empire from hell, and the plan of the red pirate invasion was completely declared a failure. The empire lost countless officers, warships, and even mechanical guides. Proud of the Iron Gate and the great commander of the Astra Militarum, Lieutenant General Mr. Malkato.

But it's not that they forget quickly and are heartless, it's just that this universe is too desperate, and everyone will be ready to face their own destiny when they join the Imperial Guard.

Victory is more important than sacrifice, and will eventually return to the throne, and then, the capital hive, where there is a victory parade, a large crowd of beaming people, countless festivals, investiture ceremonies, drinking, and the Imperial Guard The supreme commanders waved their arms to receive the crazy admiration of those citizens who worshiped them.

In an empire that worships force, they are the real stars. In an underdeveloped entertainment industry, knowledge and research capabilities represent power and status, and military strength and martial ethics are the roots of people's admiration. The conspicuous places are followed by Hero Skadi, Captain Bordello, and the officers of the Empire, and next to them are Commander Zifan and Senior Chief of Staff Kane, Colonel Lane of Partoria.

Although Kane and the others are heroes of the empire, they came too late and could only live next to them. The badges prepared for this ceremony were all approved by Terra and issued by the Ministry of Military Affairs.

Those exquisite, beautiful things that represent honor and status will make the imperials give you a part of the face in many cases, although Alan Bair, who actually controls the entire fleet, has no prizes.

Issuing the badge also represents that the High Lords Council has approved the goal of the Imperial Guard to form a temporary expeditionary force, and they have also prepared documents accordingly, but those things cannot be issued due to reasons such as the physical reality is far away. The roll of kraft paper is both Honor is also a burden.

In other words, Alan Bair is now the real Sun Lord, but there is no real feeling about this matter. The soldiers here are united with him and are under his command.

And the consent of those old things is just because they are afraid of the red pirates and cannot order the disbandment of the Imperial Guard, and his rights are only fulfilled in the Pangea sub and this star area, up to the maelstrom area.

The so-called Sun Lord is more like the steps that the High Lord gave to the action of the Astral Army. After all, they can't stop the red pirates, but Alan Bayer may need to worry about the assassination of those scum after completing his mission, but in view of Even the spirit race can't do it, and those who assassinate the living room also have to put a question mark.

And at the moment, the guards at the front of the team are not the soldiers of the Imperial Guard, but red and white giants. The children of the Ultramarines came with the soldiers of Partoria. Traitors are the heart disease of space warriors.

The Badab War was a heart disease that the empire could not overcome. Lord Taila High could let the imperial guards entangle themselves, but he could not tolerate the little thoughts of the Claws of the Stars.

To the High Lords, Space Marines are not our kind...

Alan Baier put away his little thoughts, the high lord's permission is not useless, this matter has greatly improved morale, and the permission on behalf of the sun lord has finally been copied and transmitted to the tablets of the war lords of the major empires .

He has already touched the limit of mortal rights, and then there are 12 high lord seats, 9 of which are fixed, namely The Master of the Adeptus Administratum

The Ecclesiarch of the Adeptus Ministorum

The Fabricator-General of the Adeptus Mechanicus

Minister of Justice (The Grand Provost Marshal of the Adeptus Arbites)

The Paternoval Envoy of the NAvigators

The Master of the Astronomican

The Grand Master of the Officio Assassinorum

The Master of the Adeptus Astra Telepathica

The Representative of the Inquisition

In addition to the nine seats there are three non-permanent seats, chosen from the most powerful leaders of the various Imperial factions:
Lord Commander of the Segmentum Solar

Lord Commander Militant of the Astra Militarum

Lord High Admiral of the Imperial NAvy

Cardinal(s) of the Holy Synod of Terra

Abbess Sanctorum of the Adepta Sororitas

Captain-General of the Adeptus Custodes

Chancellor of the Estate Imperium

Speaker for the Chartist Captains

It can be said that he is already an extremely human minister, and if he goes up, he will be hell in hell. The high lords are all talents and elites, but they will also be dragged down to death by the huge and rotten empire.

But compared to being here, Alan Bayer wants to go to the Governor's Mansion to chat with Arya, play chess with the oil guy, and watch the second lieutenant go crazy. He may already be dancing naked now!
But at the moment he can only be here, smiling, waving like a puppet or something, this image even reminds him of a dictator or something.

This is the case with the Sun Lords. They are not only heroes, gods of war, but also the greatest mascots of the Star Militia Army. Although the mascot is not accurate, but the new Sun Lords did not appear on this day, so the soldiers must be worried.

It's just that whether it's Marcato or the war, even the most difficult high lord council is constantly pushing this "young man" to a better position, although he doesn't like it.

On the floats full of religious styles dressed up by the imperial engine of honor, the Sun Lord, as the representative of the emperor, used a golden dress and was gorgeous enough, golden, and one was painted and brought a lot of religious kraft paper Imperial Chimera.

At this moment, Alan Baier touched the prickly high collar on his neck and the gleaming gold-plated armor on it, and had to admit that the emperor's people were all good, but this taste was a bit of nouveau riche.

However, gold is indeed the most suitable for this immortal with a lifespan of 4 years. No matter how history changes, as one of the most stable metals in nature, it will not lose its golden essence. It's still 100% gold.

Stability, honor, and wealth are unattainable for ordinary people. Even if you lose your fortune, you can only get a little. Although in this era when space travel in the universe is commonplace, gold is still extremely valuable, and it is even more harmonious because of the huge demand. Civilians put an end to relations.

Now he has become the spokesman of this bling, spending a full day parading through the sprawling hive city, receiving congratulations and gifts from the greatest merchants and most successful governors in the entire sector, even from people outside the sector. .

Soon, the banquet was over, leaving only the remaining warmth. As the Sun Lord, Alan Baier was homeless. In a real sense, he wanted to go back to the Bouldero bridge and lie on his stomach. After all, as a soldier, he almost forgot about the bed. What is it like.

Wars, travels, have run through his life, and even the last few years of his life. The period from his enlistment to the present has impressed him so much that his memories of the past have begun to blur.

Killing, killing, war, war, like an endlessly repeating ballad, and at this moment he couldn't rest, first he noticed that the machine servant was cleaning the statue on the cast governor's courtyard, and second, he needed to meet the rich merchants and The Governor came to stabilize his rights.

Although his basic base is the garden world Gundwa VI, the foundry world Panlan, and the Tau factory on Bordello enough to maintain an armed armored regiment shooting, outside interests are still important.

Fortunately, stinky fish and rotten shrimps will naturally not be able to come to meet him. It is obviously the mansion of the director of machinery, but he walks like a master. In the huge hall, there are governors and wealthy businessmen from all over the world. Coming escorted by Catachan, the men had to rise and bow.

And there are quite a few of his acquaintances here, such as Mr. John, who has more badges on his chest, Arya in Chinese clothes, the mechanical governor has good taste, this one is cute and close-fitting, and the lady officer who is a diplomat, Alan Baier just wanted to greet them, but stood up alone.

"Good day, Great Lord of War, Lord of the Sun, Honor of Skadi, Orc Buster, Admiral of the Imperial Guard, Honorary Commander of the Imperial Navy, Commander-in-Chief of the Western Panja sub-sector of the Imperial Extreme Starfield, the Empire..."

Alan Baier stopped the "eulogy" of the well-dressed middle-aged man in front of him, and he noticed that this guy was tall and burly, and his clothes were similar to the "pirate clothes" that Rogue Traders liked.

"You are?" He was a little curious, but he had an answer in his heart.

"You have granted me many benefits, remember? I am the one who opened the channel..."

That traitor, Alan Baier underestimated in his heart, what is his name...

"Alexander..." He replied excitedly to the other side. "Alexander Hammel, sir, I'm glad you can remember me!"

Alan Baier sat down at the main seat at this moment, and said "apologetically". "Yes, I'm sorry that those traitors destroyed your manor. When I passed by, there were only ruins left. I really don't know the heavy firepower they brought in there. Even the cellar was completely blown up. I think the inside may be It's a lot of fine wine."

The rogue trader didn't care, and pushed the lady next to him. She was gorgeously dressed, and the complicated gothic long dress was even more beautiful. In Lambert's eyes, she is even more beautiful.

"My lord, hello, I'm Lina Hamilton, thank you very much for protecting our manor, if possible, I hope you will go with me after the matter is over... taste a little bit of the specialties of the agricultural world."

In this imperial society that worships force, such a situation is normal, but Alan Baier still considers that she is a traitor, otherwise he should try to do something in this day.

Of course, the Sun Lord will not lack the opposite sex, but now he still has responsibilities.

Although her voice was very pleasant, Alan Bayer just didn't think it was right. To put it bluntly, it was that kind of clip sound. He was very clear about the female voice, that's it.

For the Emperor!

Alan Baier stretched out his hand naturally and said. "Sorry, I have an appointment with this lady." Then bowed to the lady officer.

The heroine blushed, and then posted Alan Bayer and cursed. "Why, I had a wound on my waist on the battlefield. Do you like scars? It hasn't healed yet. Wouldn't it be nice to find that white and tender one?"

Alan Bair just said. "She is too weak to bear the "love" of the Sun Lord."

The lady officer blushed. "Where did you learn it, boss, those orcs can still make dirty jokes?"

"My teacher is not just an orc. I killed a group of Eldar some time ago." Alan Baier said.

"That makes sense"

However, the "intimacy" of two people is a very sensitive matter in the eyes of others. The lady's complexion became bad, but she still answered politely. "Then let's meet next time..."

Seeing that the two people ignored her completely, she became dissatisfied and quieted down.

But the rogue trader wasn't necessarily sad, and came to ask with a thick skin.

"My lord, my lord, I still have a lot of business in the star area during this time, and this needs to be taken care of." He took out a list, and Alan Bayer took it, all kinds of nobles' valuables and gorgeous things, Enjoyed it.

At this moment, Alan Baier thought of the batch he took from this guy's house. They were all top-notch, a little better than this batch, and a bit mixed.

He handed it back and said to John. "John, you got so many badges there." He naturally picked the one on his chest...

Um?Earth Moon Badge?

John said. "I made it blindly. I'm learning blacksmithing. When I make beautiful ones, I just hang them up and mix them with the real ones."

It seems that he has completely got rid of his distrust of himself, and even has time to start learning hobbies, which is naturally good news.

Compared to this, after a few chatters, the Rogue Trader finally revealed his original intention. "Cough, my lord, I have found a stable subspace channel that can cross to the Pangea sub-sector in a short time, and it is stable enough to minimize the loss of the fleet in order to start the next war."

"I wish to turn over this path to aid your great cause."

Alan Baier nodded immediately. "Okay, you are worthy of being a hero of the empire!"

On the other side, I have already started thinking about how to cheat the red pirates!
(End of this chapter)