Chapter 257: The Black Army

Under the wise and powerful leadership of the Chaos Warmaster, and after ten thousand years of unremitting efforts, the 13th Black Crusade was a great success, and the Empire suffered a heavy blow.

But as the saying goes: a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

For a beast with nowhere to go, you must be doubly careful, otherwise you may be bitten back.

So Abaddon decided not to attack the Holy Land of the Empire first, but to block and isolate it with the help of the Great Rift, and expand his power in the dark side, gradually accumulating advantages under the situation of one side gaining and the other losing.

With that group of pedantic and cowardly high lords, how could they have a chance to stop this wave of destruction?

The nobles will certainly choose to give up the dark side and turn to defend the Holy Land with all their strength to ensure their drunken and dreamy life, just like the Jingkang Shame of the Northern Song Dynasty.

It's over, but not all over.

This is actually a more terrible thing than being directly in a life-and-death situation.

Leaving room can make those short-sighted and cowardly people become obstacles to resistance, and his final finishing work will be much easier.

After the balance of power between the two sides was completely overturned, Abaddon struck a thunderbolt blow to Holy Terra.

Invade the Imperial Court, kill the false emperor, avenge his father, and rescue Khayon, then great things can be accomplished and hegemony can be prospered.

But what Abaddon never expected was that after 10,000 years, Guilliman actually returned again, and the era of the Primarch did not end as he claimed.

The revival of the Ultramarines brought changes to the corrupt empire and gave the followers of the false emperor a false hope. He even formed the Indomitable Expedition Fleet to fight into the dark side of the empire, trying to regain lost territory and defy the destiny set by the dark gods.

The lamb that was originally waiting to be slaughtered therefore resisted fiercely, and the situation that was sure to win inexplicably went wrong.

From Abaddon's perspective, this was a cooked duck that began to flutter in the pot and tried to slap him twice in the backhand, and he couldn't stand up to the opponent head-on.

Abaddon certainly cannot allow Guilliman to act so recklessly, and the Great Plunderer must find a way to quickly suppress the rising rebellious arrogance.

In the last combat meeting, the Great Plunderer summarized three guidelines and seven key points, deeply implemented the strategic measures to sweep the dark side, strengthened the ideological construction of the Black Legion, consolidated the victory of the 13th Black Crusade, promoted friendly exchanges between various Chaos factions, and encouraged everyone to defeat Guilliman completely and continue to contribute to the great cause of overthrowing the tyranny of the Empire.

Given the degree of disorganization of the Black Legion, Abaddon cannot effectively rule his collateral subordinates, so he has to say more nice words to encourage people.

"The fall of the Empire is doomed. Guilliman's appearance is only to add more merits to our proud resume. He is not to be feared at all. I will personally lead the elite troops to attack the Nachmond Corridor and cut off the supply channel of the Indomitus Expedition Fleet, but the lackeys of the false emperor will definitely try other ways to deliver resources to Guilliman, such as letting the supply fleet force the Great Rift - so I want you to find it, plunder and destroy it, so that we can make Guilliman and his group of blue cubs die without a burial place."

The Warmaster took the hardest and most tiring work on his own shoulders and let the brothers do the good job of robbing things.

Such painstaking efforts can show the generosity of a monarch.

However, friendship is friendship, and the authority of the Warmaster must be maintained.

Although Abaddon cannot control the process, he can grasp the results.

After the Warmaster's will is issued, if there is no concrete effect for a period of time, then don't blame him for being unkind and disloyal and not recognizing his brothers.

Everyone present knew this well.

Therefore, the Chaos Lords who received the order from the Warmaster did not dare to slack off at all and immediately began to search for possible movements of the supply fleet.

However, the situation in the dark side of the Empire was too chaotic, and the flow of intelligence was quite blocked. They did not dare to get too close to the Indomitable Expedition Fleet - there was a great risk of being killed by Guilliman if they tried to get information from there.

So the Chaos Lords were busy for half a year, but they were still like headless flies, and they had no idea how to start the task issued by the Warmaster.

In order to find a way out, the people of the Sky Punishment War Gang gathered in the bridge hall, brainstormed, and discussed feasible plans together.

Compared with other Chaos Lords who accepted the task, their situation was worse.

Because their territory happened to be on the marching route of a Zerg Hive Fleet.

Wherever the Zerg passed, even the soil of the planet had to be scraped off, and the scale of the fleet would continue to grow. If they were not stopped, they would have to give up the territory they had worked so hard to get, and they didn't know when they could make a comeback.

So they could only spend a lot of energy and time to lead the hive fleet to another place.

Fortunately, their plan succeeded, and the foundation of the Sky Punishment War Gang was preserved.

Unfortunately, the mission of the Warmaster was shelved for a long time, and the Great Predator might trouble them afterwards.

Abaddon is not a considerate boss.

If the people below all find various excuses for the failure of the operation, you have this reason, he has that difficulty, will the Black Legion team still be led?

If the matter is not completed, although Abaddon will not clean them all up, he will definitely kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

And no one wants to be the chicken that is killed.

"It would be great if we could get intelligence from the Holy Border." The big boss of the Sky Punishment War Gang, Ankarak, sighed for a long time and felt distressed about it.

The predecessor of the Heaven Punishment War Gang was the union of three small war gangs. The opening of the Great Rift gave them the opportunity to do great things, so the leaders of the three war gangs chose to unite and become brothers of different surnames to work together for great things.

The combined strength of the three Chaos Space Warriors can reach 1,200, which is also a considerable force in the surrounding area.

Even so, they don’t have a good idea on how to complete the mission of the Warmaster.

“I have a channel here, maybe it can solve the current dilemma.” Just when everyone was clueless, the third leader stood up and advised the Chaos Lord.

“Oh, what kind of channel?” Ankarak asked.

"The Red Pirate King Blackheart Huron has been kind to me. My rise is all due to his help. When we parted, he left me a special contact number, telling me that if I encounter any difficulties in the future, I can go to him for help. The Red Pirates can get intelligence in the Holy Territory, but it is not convenient to act. We can move in the dark, but we don't have intelligence. The two families can hit it off on this matter." The third boss replied.

As soon as this was said, everyone immediately became interested.

The Red Pirates are second only to the Black Legion in reputation, and the Great Whirlpool is in the Holy Territory of the Empire.

If we can get their help, the probability of success will definitely increase greatly.

"Is it reliable?" Ankarak confirmed.

"The tyrant Badab is well-known for his righteousness, and it is not an empty promise. I believe you should have heard of it, brother. It is absolutely fair to cooperate with him. I can negotiate 50% at most, and guarantee 30%. Anyway, we can't eat this batch of goods alone. We will get as much as we can at that time. If it doesn't work, we just need to delay the enemy and let the Red Pirates finish it off. It is much more reliable to share gold and silver with Lord Huron than to cooperate with other lunatics." The third boss said confidently.

"But will the warmaster have any objections? After all, we are nominally under the Black Legion, but we secretly go to flirt with the Red Pirates. What's more, this batch of supplies is not a matter of a bag of cigarettes. Whoever smokes it will smoke it." The second boss frowned.

As the saying goes, competitors are enemies. As the largest Chaos force, the Black Legion must be on guard against the Red Pirates, the second largest force. No one wants their position to be at risk of being abolished.

"Aren't we doing this just to complete the task assigned by the Warmaster? What's more, the Warmaster himself once gave Lord Huron a Black Stone Fortress. He should have no reason to oppose our cooperation with the Red Pirates." The third boss continued.

"Although that's the case, I'm afraid that the Warmaster will not say it, but he will keep it in his heart. One day, he will find a reason to settle accounts with us brothers." The second boss worried.

"The timid will starve to death, and the bold will die. If we always worry about the beginning and the end, how can we rise from the troubled times?" The third boss said excitedly, "That's nearly half of the profit of the supply fleet, and it's almost free. Our power can at least double because of this."

"The Red Pirates may also be dishonest and play black-eating-black. We can't twist our arms and thighs. In the end, we worked hard for a long time and got nothing." The second boss reminded again.

For the Chaos Party, all moral honors are fake. Whoever has the bigger fist has the right to speak.

"I know Lord Huron's character. The Red Pirates are big and powerful. Can they do such a thing? And even if he really wants to play a black-eating-black game, we can still pull out the flag of the Warmaster. We can't beat the Red Pirates. He should give them face, right?" said the third boss.

Although there is a suspicion of collusion with competitors, there is no reason for the Warmaster not to help them out when their own people have been hacked.

The Red Pirates will be afraid of this.

However, if they really ask Abaddon to solve the problem, they probably won't get the hacked things. They have to give them to the Warmaster, which is equivalent to working in vain.

"I think we should think twice. Cooperating with the Red Pirates will have a serious impact on our careers in the Black Legion."

"But if we can't complete the Warmaster's mission, we will be punished later."

The second and third bosses discussed the pros and cons of the plan fiercely, each holding their own opinions and arguing.

In the end, whether to do it or not, it still depends on the eldest brother to make the final decision.

After repeated consideration, Ankarak finally agreed.

After all, you can't rise to prominence if you stay within your means.

"Go ahead!" He nodded, "Use your channels and contact the Lord of the Maelstrom immediately."