Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 464 Savior: There are bad guys inside our Holy Terra!
Ron was filled with rage.

During this period of time, those opponents have frequently assassinated and spread rumors to discredit themselves.

Now he wants to destroy the foundation of his rule and completely sabotage his reform plans.

This was unbearable for him.

For the sake of their own interests, those corrupt guys not only hindered the savior's personal progress, but also hindered the development and progress of mankind.

Must be judged.

Since the opponents are sure that they dare not massacre Holy Terra, then they will do the opposite.

Completely shatter their fantasies.

Roan told Guilliman about his plans and his determination to promote reforms. The human empire cannot stop its pace towards prosperity.

Eventually, he temporarily convinced the imperial regent.

"I agree with your plan and will give you some help, but I will not declare my participation in this coup."

Guilliman said this after hesitating.

He added: "If the situation becomes irreversible, I will come out to stop you in order to maintain the stability of the empire."

"It's enough for you to support it secretly."

Ron nodded in satisfaction.

He understood Guilliman's concerns. The Empire was now fragile and any reforms would be extremely dangerous.

Although Lao Ji is reckless in combat, he is extremely cautious in politics.

Being able to support myself to this extent is already pretty good.

Such a coup struggle is extremely dangerous. If the savior fails, the imperial regent can come out to save the situation.

It wouldn't be the case that both Primarchs would have a falling out with the Imperial high-ranking officials.

The top leaders of the empire are not just simple politicians. Each of them has vast territories and huge private armies, as well as many vassal forces.

It's equivalent to a big warlord.

In the absence of the Emperor, the Imperium is little more than an alliance of warlord factions, united under the double-headed eagle of the Imperium of Man.

In fact, every high lord has the power of autonomy, and many things need to be discussed.

Even the imperial regent found it difficult to make them obey completely and devote everything to him.

Ron became more aware.

The extreme political system of the Human Empire is actually a parliamentary system at its core, and the Parliament of the Supreme Lords is equivalent to a simplified version of Congress.

If the high lords representing the Congress are all opposed, even the Imperial Regent will find it difficult to exercise power.

This is why Guilliman had worked so hard to gain the support of the High Lords.

Today, high lords and high-ranking officials generally show resistance to reform, and even the imperial regent has no say.

This was Guilliman's real concern.

If both Primarchs fell out with the Imperial leadership, it would cause unimaginable divisions and even lead to an endless civil war.

We can't possibly have to conquer everything all over again like we did with the Emperor's Great Crusade, right?

That would only give heretics and aliens an opportunity to take advantage.

Therefore, it is a good result that Guilliman, the Imperial Regent, maintains neutrality on the surface.

Once the reforms of this savior fail, the Imperial Regent will be able to step forward to reorganize the situation in Holy Terra, stabilize people's hearts, and maintain the unity of the various forces in the empire.

Moreover, his position will be more secure and he will be able to exercise more power.

It can also prevent an outright war between the Empire and the Savior Territory.

This is like double insurance.

Allow yourself to have more freedom to organize coups and reforms.

Of course, Ron still hopes that Lao Ji can charge with him, so that the chances of winning will be greater.

Because if I fail, I will have to run back to the savior's territory in shame.

But that is impossible.

The Imperial Regent Guilliman has his own will and political ideas, and is not his vassal. He cannot ask for more from him.

"That's it!"

After Ron finished discussing with Lao Ji, he immediately left and returned to his temporary sanctuary.

He had originally planned to wait until the victory celebrations were over before launching a coup.

Now it seems that it is too late.

Once the wave of opposition becomes overwhelming, he will lose his opportunity and even the foundation of his rule.

Unless you want the galaxy to burn.

The arrow is on the string and must be shot. It must be started immediately!
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Temporary Sanctuary of the Savior.

A virtual map of Holy Terra was projected in the air above the hall, with a lot of defense facility data marked on it.

Unfortunately, many places are still blank.

Especially the headquarters of the major departments and forces of the empire. They have been operating in the throne world for countless centuries and have carried out countless secret armaments.

It is even more difficult for outsiders to detect.

But what is predictable is that each major department and force will have a huge armed force stationed in their bases.

Ron held a meeting with Taco and other think tank members to adjust the plan and further analyze the situation and troop deployment.

But the results are not very optimistic.

"Our military strength is still too small..."

Ron rubbed his brows and sighed deeply: "Can you bring in more troops?"

“This is the limit.”

Taco shook his head. "According to the current defense rules of Holy Terra, we cannot send in more troops unless we can break through the Lion Gate Airport."

"That's it."

Ron shook his head and gave up the idea. Lionsgate Airport was the most heavily guarded place in Holy Terra or even in the Galaxy.

Even if the Savior's territory dispatched a fleet to attack, it would still take a lot of time. By that time, the surrounding guard fleets would have already rushed to the rescue.

It was just a surprise coup and a bloody massacre of a group of people, not an all-out civil war.

Not worth it.

Thanks to the unremitting efforts of Horus and other predecessors, the defense system of Holy Terra has been further upgraded and has strict rules.

Unless a full-scale crisis breaks out, foreign troops are not allowed to enter Holy Terra.

This is the inevitable result.

After all, Holy Terra is the heart of the human empire, and if the defense system is not tight enough.

Then humanity would have been finished long ago.

Fortunately, he was able to transport a group of troops to participate in the parade in the name of celebration, otherwise he would be left alone.

"Let me think about it."

Ron flipped through the information in front of him.

That was a rough list of Holy Terra's armed forces, which also marked some forces that could be won over.

Because he launched the coup ahead of time, many plans became hasty, and some arrangements could not even be executed in time.

But that's the norm.

The situation is changing rapidly and we must seize the opportunity.

We are in a hurry, and the opposition may not be much better. It all depends on who is more prepared.

The most powerful armed force on Holy Terra now is the Emperor's Guards.

They have 10,000 top-level genetically modified warriors, equipped with powerful weapons and even a number of holy Titans.

If he could win over and command these 10,000 imperial guards, he would be basically safe.

Unfortunately, they were unable to participate in this coup.

Ron had already contacted the new commander of the Royal Guards, Lysias, hoping that he could send troops to assist him.

But it was declined.

Because that does not comply with the internal laws of the Imperial Guard.

The Custodes are unregulated and cannot directly participate in political struggles unless Holy Terra or the Imperial Palace is faced with a comprehensive crisis.

It can even be said that their mission is to guard the palace and protect the Golden Throne.

Even if we take a step back, the imperial guards will be dispatched.

It might also be to deal with the Primarch of Hope who launched a coup and attempted to overthrow the political system left by the Emperor.

But given the relationship between the Savior and the Emperor, the Imperial Guards had no intention of being hostile to him.

This is already a rare support.

"Your Excellency the Savior, I can only ensure that the Imperial Guards do not set foot outside the palace during this period."

Lysias said quite sincerely: "In any case, you are the closest friend of the Imperial Guard, not an enemy."

The commander of the Imperial Guards did not refuse firmly, and added: "If you can obtain the oracle of His Majesty the Emperor, I and the Imperial Guards will obey your orders."

Once the emperor speaks, he will give the savior complete command.

That's what he has the final say.

Unfortunately, after burning the Garden of Nurgle, the Emperor was either tired or affected by his faith.

He fell into a deep sleep again.

Ron could have come up with some psychic big shots and taken the liberty of waking the old man up and asking him what he thought.

Let him give him the command of the imperial guards.

But he didn't really want to do that.

It’s not that they don’t dare, but they are worried that the emperor will oppose the coup decision.

After all, the existing political system was established by the emperor himself for the purpose of maintaining the stability of the empire, and it has been running smoothly until now.

No one knew whether the Emperor would accept his overly radical reforms and implement them throughout the Empire.

Ron knew that there was a high possibility that the Emperor would agree.

But what if the emperor is drowsy and thinks the risk is a bit too great, so he refuses it?
Even if his plan didn't fail in the womb, it would become extremely difficult.

Therefore, he decided to play it safe and wait until the situation became unfavorable before asking the emperor for the command of the imperial guards.

This will secure victory.

If everything goes well, there will be no need to create unnecessary complications and risks.

Ron looked at the information of another armed forces.

That is also the more powerful guarding force within Holy Terra - the Fist of the Empire.

The Imperial Fists, under the command of the Seventh Primarch Rogal Dorn, are considered one of the most loyal legions to the Emperor.

In the darkest hour, they maintained the unity of the empire with amazing perseverance and protected Holy Terra, so they were also called "Terra Guardians".

It is also the largest group of loyal Space Marines in the Empire besides the Ultramarines.

Of course, with the return of the savior, they can only rank third.

Today, the Imperial Fists and their Successor Chapters still defend Holy Terra, guarding defensive fortresses throughout the Sol System, especially the Lion's Gate Skyport.

No matter what, I have to win their support so as not to provoke stubborn resistance from these guys.

Ron doesn't think that if he reveals his identity as the Primarch, Dorne's descendants will obey him.

Even when the Primarchs were alive, there were constant frictions among the major legions and the Space Marines, and no one was willing to submit to anyone else.

What's more, this time he was causing trouble in Holy Terra.

Fortunately, the Ultimate Primarch Guilliman has a good relationship with Dorn, and working with Guilliman, I should have a chance to win them over.

"It is not appropriate for me to show up now, so as not to arouse alarm."

Ron took out his emblem and the imperial regent's warrant and handed them to Taco:
"Send the right people to contact the Imperial Fists' leaders in Holy Terra and try to win them over. At the very least, you must get them to cooperate with your actions.

Instead of attacking us.”

He really didn't want to fight with these loyal warriors, nor did he want these warriors to die in such an incident.

"I'll take care of it."

Taco took the badge and the warrant and answered cautiously.

"correct."

Ron thought of something and added, "Tell the Imperial Fists that their genetic father, Rogal Dorn, is still alive. The Saviors have found clues that can bring their father back.

After this incident, the Savior Territory will provide them with more weapons and equipment, including the Redemption Titan."

If you want to win people over, you still have to paint a big picture.

He believed that was what the Imperial Fists cared about most, almost nothing else.

Ron didn't completely deceive the Imperial Fists.

It is indeed possible that Rogal Dorn is not dead, but is lost in a certain area, and he also has some obscure clues.

As for when we can find him, who knows.

Anyway, he has promised so let's win him over first.

With their own pie and the implicit support of the Imperial Regent, at least this coup would not be seen by the Imperial Fists as a rebellion, but rather an internal power struggle.

What's more, he didn't want the Imperial Fists to send troops to fight with him on Holy Terra.

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They only need to guard the major areas in accordance with the regulations, especially Lions Gate Airport, and stop some of the opposition's armed forces.

Afterwards, Ron unraveled the mystery and clarified some of the disputes within the Holy Terra forces, and sent out dozens of secret letters.

To win over more trustworthy allies.

"Alas, this damn Holy Terra is a mess of intrigues and intricacies..."

Ron slumped in his chair, exhausted.

I am used to dictatorship, and suddenly I am involved in such a complicated power struggle, which makes me very tired.

I feel like my hair is turning white.

He finally understood why the empire was so rigid. With such a broken political system, it was extremely difficult to implement anything here.

Therefore, some rules and regulations are wrong and inappropriate even if everyone knows that they are wrong and inappropriate.

As long as it does not cause great harm or brings huge benefits, it will maintain the same appearance as it did ten thousand years ago.

After all, the more you do, the more mistakes you make, and you have to contend with multiple entanglements.

It's normal for those high lords to be tired. Isn't it tiring to be so scheming every day?

You deserve it!

No wonder even Lao Ji is not willing to stay in Holy Terra.

I guess I'm fed up with it.

Fortunately, if this wave goes well, I can clear away these conspiracies, intrigues, and deep-rooted obstacles, and slowly restore the vitality of the empire.

Instead of the half-dead look it has now.

"Savior..."

The Supreme Lord and Commander-in-Chief of the Astra Militarum, Maul, came to meet the Savior through secret channels.

Although he had a smile on his face, he felt a little uneasy inside.

Because Holy Terra has not been peaceful recently, there are rumors that the Primarch Savior wants to do what Vandir did and rule as a dictator.

Many high lords have secretly united and tried to launch a conspiracy against him.

The Imperial Astra Militarum is in a miserable state now.

Moore has no say in the Council of Supreme Lords, and even this position is the product of political compromise, a person squeezed in to make up the numbers amid the struggle between various parties.

Therefore, few people in the parliament were deeply allied with him, and he was isolated because of his attempts to curry favor with the Primarch.

If it weren't for the opposition from the Pope of the Ecclesiarchy and the Forge-General of the Mechanicus, he would have been removed from this position long ago.

Now I hope that the Primarch will suddenly come to find me. What this means is self-evident.

He actually didn't want to get involved in this dispute.

If the Primarch of Hope failed and was expelled from Holy Terra, he might also be liquidated.

But Moore came anyway.

Besides being tied to the Savior and having to join, he also kind of wanted to progress.

Because the position of Commander-in-Chief of the Astra Militarum Army has an unfixed power, it can be very small or very large.

For example, some powerful commanders of the Astra Militarum possess amazing power and honor.

There is this sentence in the secret letter sent by the Savior.

Do you want to be the Sun Lord?

Once upon a time, the Sun Lord was often concurrently the commander-in-chief of the Star Army, which was a supreme honor.

This position also has another title - War Marshal, who nominally can command almost all the armies of the empire.

In addition to being the ruler of the solar system, he can also lead the empire's troops to fight everywhere.

At the end of the forty-first millennium of the Imperium, General Macharius of the Astra Militarum emerged as the heir to the position of honor after the death of the previous Solar Lord.

In the twilight of the human empire, he launched an expedition.

Sun Lord Macharius led the Imperial forces to conquer thousands of worlds along the way, with the sword pointing to the edge of the galaxy.

Achieved incredible glory.

In fact, he had intended to continue the march, but the expedition, which had never failed, was shaken by the fear of the unknown dark lords at the edge of the galaxy.

Therefore the expedition had to be ended.

But on the way back, Sun Lord Macharius contracted an epidemic in a certain world and died.

Many people say there is conspiracy involved, but there is no evidence.

In the end it was settled.

After Macharius' death, the succeeding Sun Lords no longer achieved much honor in pioneering, but focused more on guarding the solar system.

Even the position itself was abolished, and the status of the Astra Militarum gradually declined.

Afterwards, the human empire ushered in a long night.

The Astra Militarum also suffered heavy losses in one difficult war after another, and its supplies were becoming increasingly scarce.

No one cares about the lives of the soldiers.

Even the most elite existence in the Star Army, the Solar Auxiliary Army, lost its original military technology and gradually declined.

It no longer has the glory of the Great Crusade.

Moore hopes to change all this, and now the only one who can help him is the savior.

"Moore, you're finally here!"

Ron stood up enthusiastically to welcome the Astra Militarum commander-in-chief and his ally.

The Pope of the Ecclesiarchy, the Forge-General of the Mechanicus, and the Commander-in-Chief of the Astra Militarum, these three can be considered his staunch allies.

That powerful statue of the Primarch of Hope was built by them.

There are thirteen seats in the Council of Supreme Lords. It is already quite good that I can win over three of the more powerful ones.

Wait until you have dealt with all the opposition.

Then the remaining centrists will naturally obey the trend and accept everything.

There are trillions of people on Holy Terra, and it is impossible to control them all with just the Space Marines.

This would require the stationing of too many defensive forces, including Astra Militarum troops.

These Solar Auxiliary Troops are stationed in various areas according to tradition, but I heard that their treatment is not very good and is getting worse.

The Astra Militarum does not have many resources to continue arming them, and has to beg for food from the Ministry of the Interior.

But this group of people were already the few forces he could win over on Holy Terra, besides the Grey Knights and the Crusaders of the Ecclesiarchy.

Because of doctrinal issues within the state church, the nuns were not too keen on themselves.

As for the Mechanicus, they are secretly mobilizing people and will provide support and exert pressure from the outside when the time comes.

The Astra Militarum troops stationed on the surface of Holy Terra are of high quality except for their shabby equipment.

Their combined armed forces are more reliable than a simple battle group and can participate in large-scale suppression and assist the Savior Army in resisting forces from many departments and forces.

Otherwise, the Space Marines alone would not be able to handle the situation.

Even if they stand there and let you chop them, how many people can you chop down? What's more, the enemy may have extremely lethal high-level weapons that are enough to destroy any armor.

"Moore..."

Ron came before the Astra Militarum Commander-in-Chief.

He patted his shoulder condescendingly: "I have a question that needs to be confirmed. Are you loyal?"

It was the first time that Maul was so close to the Primarch and could feel the pressure from him.

He became more and more nervous, swallowed his saliva, and almost subconsciously squeezed out a sound: "Loyalty... Loyalty!"

In the Empire, loyalty is required.

Of course, there are other implications here, not just to the emperor.

The Savior hoped that the Astra Militarum troops who were about to be quickly armed by him would be doubly loyal and draw out six sticks per second.

Severely suppress those disloyal beings.

"Being loyal is good. I am quite loyal too."

Ron understood and smiled gently: "There is a problem now. There are bad people in our Holy Terra. Some people have betrayed their faith in the Emperor and tried to collude with heretic aliens to subvert the Empire.

Very serious.

We must strike hard and destroy all heresy and rebellion!"

"what?"

When Moore heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

He originally thought that the savior would form a political alliance or engage in some political struggle to suppress the opposition.

I didn't expect the other party to be so decisive.

Could it be that the Primarch of Hope really wanted to imitate Vandire and carry out a bloody purge? !

He froze on the spot for a moment.

"Emperor, this goes against our beliefs and will probably be considered an act of treason..."

At some point, the Pope of the State Religion, the Casting General, and more die-hard supporters of the Savior arrived.

The Pope of the State Religion, Lord Laurent Tiss, the thousand-year-old turtle, was a little hesitant. He didn't like such risky behavior.

But because of his disciple Donnie, he still came.

"That is a wrong idea. We are doing this for the Emperor and for the prosperity of mankind."

Ron stood in the center of the hall, with the virtual projection of Holy Terra reflected on his tall body.

He looked at the crowd and said, “Besides…if you fail, you will become a rebel, but if you succeed, you will be absolutely loyal.

Isn't it? "
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Eternity's Gate.

This huge and sacred square was already crowded with people.

The cherubim danced in the sky, and hymns to the Emperor resounded through the clouds.

Amid the undercurrents of Holy Terra, the victory celebration that attracted the attention of the Empire was held as scheduled.

However, due to various rules and regulations as well as restrictions from many departments and forces, the number of troops participating in the celebration parade was much smaller than expected, even to the point of being shabby.

This is a humiliation.

But the Primarch of Hope, the Savior of the Empire, accepted it all in silence.

Among the crowd watching the ceremony, many people had flickering eyes. There was no joy at all, but rather a hint of anger.

That was dissatisfaction with the Primarch of Hope.

"This victory ceremony will become a complete joke..."

In the viewing booth of the Ministry of the Interior, Interior Minister Violetta watched all this with indifference.

They have already laid out their plans, and the tide of rebellion against the Primarch of Hope, the new tyrannical Vandire, is about to rise.

Soon after.

The crowd will protest at the climax of the ceremony, recounting his many heretical and rebellious deeds.

More information about the Primarch of Hope's heretical deeds will be disseminated throughout the Imperium, even to the most remote borders.

Hopefully the Primarch will be exposed before everyone in the Imperium.

And the noble citizens of Holy Terra will completely despise this Primarch who attempts to implement a dark dictatorship!
the other side.

Ron was also looking forward to what was about to happen: "Wait, I'll let you know...what loyalty is!"

(End of this chapter)