Chapter 321: Iron Warriors Seasons 1

Chapter 321 Iron Warriors·Seasons·Part 1

According to the Mechanicus's preference for war machines and the transformation of wherever they go, as well as the pursuit of driving the huge skeleton of the Titan, perhaps Mohana Mankata Wei will eventually enter the lotion that provides nutrition to the human body in a few decades, sleep in the cold steel confinement and the entanglement of life-sustaining wires, and become one with her Titan forever.

But at least today, outside the newly cast fortress, the daughter of King Rahaganan, the respectable lady who will become the matriarch of the family in the future, is still just a female hunter with a full forehead, shiny hair, and a sturdy figure, holding her beloved horse Harvey.

"Thank you for your work, Lord Perturabo," Mohana saluted the Primarch of the Iron Warriors, and the yellow and black iron skull flag of the Iron Warriors Legion fluttered on the top of the fortress fortifications behind her.

It was not a military flag, but a hand-made flag that the Iron Warriors would erect at the edge of a construction site as a landmark under the smoke and sun when a group of construction tasks were completed.

In recent years, this flag has been unfurled in countless corners of the galaxy, either fluttering in the wind or falling in the mist. It has never failed the ambitions of the Great Crusade, always fulfilling the duties entrusted to it by the Emperor, and even doing more.

"We will remember you and everything you have done for the Empire." Mohana smiled, "Although this sentence from us is somewhat inappropriate for your noble status."

"I will take it as a joke." Perturabo lowered his head and let the mortal woman touch his hard steel gauntlet. "Any more quality questions and suspected defects that appear in the future, contact the Iron Warriors through the Mechanicus. This is an important channel to enter the solar system, and no caution is too much."

"Yes, Lord Perturabo. The Jiaoyang Legion bids farewell to you."

"Goodbye."

Perturabo raised his hand, stroked the horse raised by Mohana, and carefully rubbed the horse's mane on the horse's neck. This strong and wild creature rubbed his palm gently under his palm.

He retracted his palm, boarded the Empire's transport vehicle, and returned to the port leading to space. The Iron Warriors' space fortress Ironfield was hanging high in the orbit outside the planet, like a beautifully designed hollow silver coin, suspended in the middle of the clear sky.

During the short journey of several hours back to the Iron Wyrm, Perturabo would occasionally think of what Morse told him about Mortarion.

The story of his return, which was closely related to this brother, had come to an end. Perhaps the next time he returned to Terra, he would have a chance to meet Mortarion, who had not yet set sail with the fleet. Perturabo hoped that the other party would like his gift.

Another thing that surprised him was that Magnus could find a like-minded person who agreed with his psychic views. On the throne, Magnus's cautious attitude towards the use of psychic power was like facing a great enemy, which made Robert Guilliman privately visit him several times with precise and euphemistic desperate words.

After all, after starting to consider safety issues, Robert's spiritual wisdom, which barely touched the threshold of the psychic realm, quickly fell back to the starting point under additional conditions.

And as for Morse's description of Mortarion, Perturabo couldn't help but wonder what wonderful things would happen if he had the opportunity to meet Robert.

Perhaps after Robert thought he was free from Magnus's psychic teaching, he would quickly discover that his brother actually mastered advanced numerology.

——But Morse and Mortarion's names are really similar. Perturabo suddenly thought.

Perhaps he should have given a name similar to "Perturabo" to the nameless black-robed man in Olympia.

As for Morse himself, according to the character of a craftsman, the more colorful his complaints are and the more he focuses on trivial things in life, the better his mood and state are.

If he has the energy to compete with Perturabo in letters thousands of miles away, it means that he is too idle to be any more.

Perturabo opened the data board and received a new round of war reports. There is no need to mention the information from the webway for the time being. The recent lack of large-scale casualties is the best news.

While he is focusing on the construction of Betagamon's defense system, some of his descendants will also fight independently under the leadership of the war blacksmith in accordance with the requirements of the Gene Father.

The Iron Warriors' battles were as admirable as ever. The battlefield became an anvil for forging under their hands. Under strict calculation and layout, they completed every step of the war step by step. If necessary, they would observe the situation forged on the anvil, pick out the places that needed to be adapted, and make timely adjustments.

If Perturabo himself was present, it would certainly improve their performance, but most of the time, the improvement would not be too great. This is enough to show the excellence of the Iron Warriors.

Perturabo would also receive letters or messages from other Primarchs. He was happy to deal with these letters, anyway, there would not be many letters in a year.

During the Great Crusade, due to the differences in time, space, region and cultural background, these brothers who were connected by blood were not actually closely related to each other.

Even Horus Lupercal, the particularly beloved First Son, would not keep in touch with every brother all the time.

Perturabo was a unique exception. Of the brothers he had brought back to Terra, Rogal Dorn, Angron, and Magnus all maintained steady contact with him, and Roboute Guilliman would occasionally send a few greetings - Perturabo suspected that he would send regular greetings to all the Primarchs at the same time.

After the Olympiad, Fulgrim would come to see him from time to time, sometimes chatting, sometimes discussing the construction of the Chemos Theater.

By the way, the person who had the closest friendship with Wolf King Leman Russ turned into the Crimson King Magnus at some point. There are complex background reasons for this, but the reason can be summarized in one sentence, "How come the Rune Priest is not a psyker?"

Only Konrad Coates, whose news is almost lost in the sea of ​​stars, just as he himself is happy to hide in the dark depths. The only message came from a few days ago and read, "The radiation concentration in Baal's blood is too high, my brother." This made Perturabo begin to recall whether Conrad had the habit of drinking blood and eating flesh.

Perturabo selected one of the many battle reports that described a unique situation.

According to the soldiers' reports, they encountered a strange alien civilization during the battle. The alien individuals themselves seemed to be covered in thick dead skin, waste and mold, adapted to cave dwelling and nocturnal life, and their bodies seemed to be able to A strange force field is generated, causing the surrounding weapons, buildings, terrain, etc. to age.

His warriors truthfully reported that they were unable to deal with this alien situation alone, which made Perturabo decide to see for himself what kind of force was capable of stopping the Iron Warriors' advance.

Perturabo entered the space fortress from the central connection port, boarded the shuttle, and watched the scenes on both sides recede before his eyes.

According to the current chronology of the Terra Palace, it is spring now, and the landscape plants inside the Cheorwon have added more greenery.

Rogal Dorn gave him all the alternative garden design plans that were not used in the Terra Palace. This is why the Cheorwon is currently full of flowers.

During the following season, Perturabo decided to remove some of the greenhouses and allocate the space they occupied to the Masons' Club.

After the shuttle arrived at the designated location, Perturabo left the indoor floating vehicle, entered his command room, and connected the neural data cable behind his head to the Cheorwon's internal network.

The Cheorwon's next stop will be the ancient Gaien system. Before the fleet arrives in the Satrada Abyss area, Perturabo decides to seize the time to learn more about the opponent they will face.