Warhammer, but Emperor's Chosen

Before they died, groups of wild beasts had built large digestive pools, into which they dumped everything they saw into the digestive pools to break it down into sticky but nutritious biomass. From these digestive pools grew dozens of meters high wriggling tentacles, twisting and stretching toward the sky.

Countless spores floating in the atmosphere have caused the planet's atmosphere and ecological environment to deteriorate sharply, and many places have become no longer suitable for human survival.

In space, humans were able to relatively easily recapture the warships and orbital defense platforms that had been boarded. The mindless Tyranids had already killed each other until there were few left, and only a small number of Genestealers could pose any threat to them.

But in the face of human counterattack, these aliens were quickly wiped out.

The fallen defense platform was quickly recaptured, and even the Seraph of Judgment, which had long been captured, was able to return safely to the starport for repairs.

Although humans won the war, they still suffered heavy losses.

The Alliance fleet that was initially assembled suffered heavy losses, with less than 80 surviving battleships. More than 2000 Space Marines died in this war, and countless more Ultramar auxiliaries died.

Actually.

If the space battle had not gone smoothly, and if the decapitation operation against the hive carrier had not progressed extremely quickly, killing as many Tyranids as possible on the ground battlefield would not have meant much, because the swarm could devour biomass and regenerate infinitely.

When it comes to a war of attrition, the Zerg has never feared any enemy.

Even the orcs have to bow down to the Zerg.

The only problem is that the human empire that ended this war didn't even have a chance to catch its breath, because what awaited them was the beginning of another war.

The Zerg swarm in Macragge was cleared not long ago. Less than a week after resting, the mobile fleet in the Storm Segmentum was the first to resign because they had more requests for help to respond to. Then came the Sky Claws, Lamenters, and Mantis Warriors. They also needed to return to the Maelstrom Segmentum as soon as possible to guard against the invasion of orcs and chaos.

Of the 1000 Space Marines that initially came to the rescue from the Maelstrom Garrison, only less than 500 are left. Among them, the Astral Claws suffered the highest casualties, with an entire company on the Judgment Seraph alone being wiped out.

But even so, the remaining people must return to the Great Whirlpool Universe to continue fighting.

This is 40K. The human empire always has endless wars to fight, and they don’t even have time to breathe.

Some fleets will stay to guard against possible attacks from the Hive Fleet. But more fleets must leave to support the various war zones of the Empire. There is no need to worry about Macragge being unguarded, because more fleets are heading towards Macragge in the warp.

If the Zerg Hive Fleet really has a second wave of fleets, these support fleets will also give the aliens a head-on blow.

Calgar was unable to keep them. As soon as the shadow of the warp disappeared, interstellar messages from all over the world floated towards Macragge like snowflakes.

Previously, due to the crisis on Macragge, all the interstellar messages for help were temporarily put on hold. But now that the crisis on Macragge has been resolved, all the surviving Ultramarines must rush to various battlefields to put out the fires as soon as possible.

Calga, who was originally receiving treatment in the ICU, suddenly sat up in shock from his dying illness and held a grand celebration banquet at the Hera Fortress before other support troops left.

The Macragge's Glory had returned to Macragge two days ago, and the stasis field housing the Primarch had been put back in place.

Space Marines from all chapters were able to personally pay their respects to the Primarch, especially since the vast majority of these chapters were descendants of the Ultramarines. For many of them, it was the first time in their lives, and most likely the only time, that they saw their genetic father.

To be honest, when Noah met Robert Guilliman, he didn't feel anything particularly touched.

Because this Primarch neither holds the Sword of the Emperor nor wears the Armor of Destiny, nor does he stand up from the throne. He is still in the dying state after being stabbed in the neck by Fulgrim's poisonous sword ten thousand years ago.

The old father of the ICU God of War has been lying in the ICU for ten thousand years.

"That's our genetic father!"

Huron looked at the Primarch sitting high on the throne, and the warrior who remained calm even in the face of death, his face now filled with reverence and pride.

When other Primarchs disappeared across the galaxy, it was their father who stepped forward and led the Imperium to fight against Chaos!

Even though he was seriously injured and on the verge of death in the battle, he still watched over the human empire!

Can the other Primarchs do it?

"Praise the Emperor, this is the first time I see the Primarch." Noah sighed softly.

“Actually, this is my first time too.”

Huron smiled, "Except for the Ultramarines, this is the first time for everyone."

The Maelstrom is too far away from Macragge. Even though Huron is the lord of the chapter and possesses supreme power, his responsibilities do not allow him to go to Macragge to meet his genetic father.

Only the Ultramarines have such an honor, and Huron actually envies them.

It should be said that there is no chapter of the Ultramarines who does not envy them. They are the only chapter in the galaxy that can see their genetic father anytime and anywhere, and he is a living genetic father.

The other chapters could only look at the relics left by their old father, such as arms and corpses, and feel sad.

In comparison, although Guilliman can't move, he is at least still alive, right?

"Brother Noah."

On the way back to the banquet hall, Huron looked down at Noah and asked:

"We will return to the Maelstrom once the celebration party is over. Do you want to come with us?"

Thanks to the fact that Noah has saved Star Claw from danger more than once, Huron is now quite friendly towards Noah.

For the Space Marines who are always proud and arrogant, even the Weepers and Salamanders who are always committed to protecting mortals, they still regard mortals as weaklings who need protection. But Huron did not shy away from calling Noah "brother", which is a title that is exclusive to Space Marines. His attitude towards Noah can be seen from this.

Noah looked regretful:

"I'm afraid not. I have some other things to take care of."

"Is it related to the Inquisition?"

Huron smiled warmly, "Would you like me to do you a small favor?"

"That's not necessary,"

Noah had a subtle expression and politely declined, "I still have some cooperation with the Inquisitor."

Noah didn't ask Huron what the favor was. It was easy to guess, anyway, it was nothing more than making Klipman disappear or something like that.

Other chapters must weigh the consequences of opposing the Inquisition.

But Huron is different, he really dares to do it!

What's the big deal about killing the judge? You know, Huron even dared to resist taxes blatantly!

If he dares not even pay taxes, what else would he not dare to do?

Huron did not insist upon hearing this, but just smiled and asked:

"Brother Noah, are you interested in trade in the Badab sector?"

Noah was a little surprised that the topic changed so quickly, but he still thought seriously about Huron's suggestion -

To be honest, this is very exciting!

In different periods of the empire, Rogue Traders often played different roles.

During the Great Crusade, Rogue Traders and the Mechanicum's Exploration Fleets were at the vanguard of the Great Crusade. The only persons who could issue trade warrants at the time were the Emperor and his Primarch, and at most the Imperial Chancellor Malcador.

At that time, the wandering merchants were well-deserved heroes of the empire and enjoyed supreme honor.

But since the outbreak of the Horus Heresy, the Great Crusade, which once symbolized exploration and glory, has actually ended. The huge legion was split into smaller war groups, and the wandering merchants who served as the vanguard of the legion lost the greatest significance of their existence.

From that time on, trade letters, which were once only issued by the Primarch and the Emperor, could now be issued not only by the High Lords Council but also by ordinary planetary governors.

It is precisely because of the wholesale of "trade certificates" that most people are not qualified to explore the "open world" and can only trade in the existing imperial areas. Most of the wandering traders who are qualified to explore the open world lack the courage.

This led to trade gradually becoming the main livelihood of most Rogue Traders, and Rogue Traders became more and more like real businessmen.

Because whether it is the warp navigation or the various dangers hidden outside the dark domain, if you are not careful, you will die in a corner where no one cares, and even the trade license will be lost. Once the trade license is lost, the merchant dynasty will collapse.

In comparison, it was much safer to trade within the empire. And even if one could only be responsible for the trade between one or two planets, it was enough for an ordinary wandering trader to make a lot of money.

In this case, since they can make money by trading, how many people would take the huge risk to explore the dark outside world without the illumination of the Star Torch?

As a result, Huron now opens his mouth to discuss trade with the entire Badab star region. Who can resist such temptation?

Chapter 56 You are not allowed to sit at the children’s table!

Noah thought for a long time and asked cautiously:

"Who was in charge of the trade in the Badab sector before?"

"The trade lords of the Carthago sector, a few wandering traders with trade certificates issued by the planetary governor, and a group of greedy insects have always been responsible for the trade between the Badab sector and other sectors. Of course, they are also responsible for the tithes of the Badab sector. But if you are interested, the trade of the entire Badab sector, or even the entire Maelstrom space, can be handed over to you, and the Star Claw will provide you with protection!"

There is no doubt that Huron's proposal is full of temptation, and it is a temptation that no wandering trader can refuse!

But Noah remained calm. Although the trade of an entire star region did contain huge profits, he also had to consider the potential risks involved.

In the original history, Huron had proposed that the entire Maelstrom zone should become the target of the Imperial Crusade, eliminating the threat of the Maelstrom once and for all. However, this plan was eventually rejected by the High Lords Council. In protest, Huron began to withhold all kinds of tithes that the Badab sector should have paid, and began to block or restrict surrounding trade routes in the name of security.

However, since the tithes from the Badab sector had always been paid to the Ministry of the Interior through the middlemen in the Kasgo sector, namely the trade lords, this matter did not attract the attention of the top imperial officials.

But it was precisely because of this fuse that eventually led to the Badab War 150 years later.

But now it is 745.M41, and although Huron has begun to withhold the gene-seed taxes that should have been paid, he has not yet openly resisted the tax, nor has he blocked the trade routes of the surrounding star regions in anger at being rejected by Terra.

In other words, Huron proposed to hand over the trade in the Badab star zone to Noah, because he really wanted to establish a deeper cooperation with him.

Moreover, even if Huron is still stubborn and wants to resist the tax, it is actually not a big problem.

With the sacrifices made in the battle to protect Macragge, the Ultramarines already owed a favor to the Astral Claws. Even if there was a conflict with the Empire as in the original timeline, the Ultramarines would definitely help mediate. With the face of the parent group, the Terran government would also have to consider this.

Huron saw that Noah seemed to still have concerns, but he just thought that Noah was entangled because he couldn't get away, so he suggested intimately:

"If you are interested, you can send someone to follow me back to Badab to learn about the trade situation. Do you have a suitable candidate?"

Noah was a little moved when he heard this.

It is indeed a good idea to send someone to the Badab sector to investigate the trade situation.

As for who to send, Noah actually has a suitable candidate, that is General Abelard.

Although Commander Abelard had worked diligently for the von Valancius family for decades and Noah believed in his loyalty, the Commander was indeed a bit redundant on the ship and there was no suitable position for him on the Stars - among all the senior officers on the Stars, Commander Abelard was the only old man and was somewhat incompatible with Noah's new team.

In that case, it would be better to send him to the Badab star sector to be responsible for cooperation with the Star Claws.

Not only can we arrange a proper place for the old man, but we can also deepen the cooperation between Noah and Star Claw. Why not do it?

With this thought in mind, Noah and Huron quickly reached an agreement.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the banquet hall.

The banquet hall was furnished with a series of circular tables arranged in a ring, at the centre of which sat a table slightly higher than the others, where Calgar and the other Chapter Masters, as well as the Inquisitors and the Sector Fleet Admirals, sat.

At the tables closest to the center sat Space Marine captains and other naval commanders, as well as senior officers of the Ultramar Auxiliary Army. Further out were Titan and Knight pilots, as well as astropaths, navigators, mortal captains and officers, logistics personnel, Mechanicus priests, Ecclesiastic nuns and clergy... Almost everyone who participated in the war and survived had their own representatives attending the banquet.

Obviously, Noah and Huron came last.

Noah originally wanted to sit at the nun's table, not because he was attracted by the nun's beauty, but mainly because several of his wives were at that table.

However, just as he took a step, Calgar on the high platform suddenly stood up, raised his glass, and said loudly:

"To Noah, to von Valancius, to the hero of Macragge!"

"Cheers to Noah!"

Everyone stood up at once, shouting his name in unison.

There was envy in their eyes, kind looks and curious gazes, but no one expressed jealousy or dissatisfaction. Because anyone who knew a little about the beginning and end of this war would understand that Noah was the greatest contributor to this war, no one else!

He was the first person to discover the Tyranids, he was the one who successfully executed the extermination order on Plantim, consuming a large number of Tyranid Zerg manpower, he was the one who destroyed the most hive motherships in space battles, and he was also the one who finally wiped out the entire Tyranid fleet.

He even rescued two Space Marine Chapter Captains in ground battles and boarding battles!

Even though everyone tried their best in this war, no one's achievements could compare with his, not even Calgar!

"Let's go, our heroes."

Huron patted Noah's shoulder with a smile, but did not take a step. He was waiting for Noah to go first.

Noah was now in a state of being roasted on the fire, and could only reluctantly walk up to the stage amid the cheers and thunderous applause of the crowd and sit down next to Calga.

On this high platform, their every move will be watched by everyone.

Huron sat down on the other side of Noah and asked with a smile:

"As a hero, shouldn't you say something?"

Noah's thoughts were surging, and his mood was more complicated than ever before.

Reason told him that his speech should be inspiring, even if it was just for the sake of coping.

But after a long silence, Noah finally stood up slowly:

"I once heard such a story."

He paused, as if considering it, and continued after a moment: