"I have something I want you to decide."

"Something about logistics."

Mathieu saluted again.

Qin Mo could tell that this war apostle was in big trouble, and he listened quietly.

"It's not just the Son of God and the warriors who follow him who are participating in this golden expedition."

"And the loyal people of the God Emperor."

Mathieu tells a story about the state religion.

At the helm of the Imperial Anglican, one of the high-ranking ministers of the Council of High Lords, the Pope, has just issued a call for the Anglican to participate in the Golden Expedition.

However, the Pope simply complied with the will of the people.

Even when the Golden Expeditionary Fleet had just arrived around the Eye of Fear, the Anglican cultists were already making preparations.

Many of the Anglicanistic worlds within the Empire's borders and the systems in which they are located are engaged in inefficient but extremely fanatical mobilization.

Merchants and aristocrats almost broke the bank to buy transports equipped with dimensional engines, rudimentary weaponry, and a small amount of supplies.

Priests in every Anglican world walked the streets to preach to the people about the Golden Crusade, and then, after finishing the sermon for the Emperor, led the fanatical listeners to the largest church in the world.

Fanatical men and women stayed up all night in long queues, receiving rudimentary weaponry and enough food to eat on a one-way journey, before boarding a transport ship and heading to the front line of the Golden Expedition.

Some of the smaller Anglican worlds have even been emptied, because all the people on them have left their homes to participate in the wars that the Pope calls the Holy Crusade.

Extremely poor believers will even take a subspace-engined ship and start sailing without a navigator, and they will still miraculously reach their destination.

After this miraculous event was spread, more and more people believed that the expedition was the will of the God Emperor.

Even believers who are not in the Anglican world will find ways to rush around the Eye of Fear.

All in all, an army of Anglican believers with their own rations and weapons is about to take part in the Golden Expedition.

After hearing the whole thing, Qin Mo could probably guess the purpose of Mathieu's coming to find him - to ask the Tyrone Star Region to provide some supplies to these believers who participated in the Holy Expedition, at least so that they would not starve to death.

"Did you tell the Primitives about this?"

"Yes, Lord Tyrone, of course I did. But the regent saw it as a demonstration by the Pope of the State Church, a demonstration to show his influence...... But he didn't understand that it was precisely because of his existence that believers were so fanatical. ”

The clones standing in the ranks of the New Thunder Warriors also heard what Mathieu said.

"If Loga were here, he would be crazy with joy." Horus muttered quietly.

The other primordials either muttered as Horus or remained silent, but were all surprised by the incident.

The current empire has indeed brought a huge shock to these original clones whose memories are still stuck in the Great Expedition period, and now they have only arrived in the Golden Expeditionary Fleet, and have not yet traveled to any planet.

"Imagine that." Riemannus said to his brothers, "The men and women of the world gather together for faith, and then prepare everything for themselves to die on the front lines of war." ”

"Faith alone can mobilize hundreds of billions or even trillions of people."

"Although these people are most likely cannon fodder, ...... is cannon fodder with courage. ”

When Riemanlus said this, Horus on the side had the exact opposite attitude to the cloned wolf king.

After thinking about it, Horus said contemptuously: "I don't think these people are cannon fodder, because they don't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder. ”

The clones all looked at Horus.

"These people didn't even have supplies ready, and they probably haven't experienced much training."

"The earth-shattering sound of artillery and flames, as well as the blood and severed limbs on the ground, will calm them down and realize how stupid they are to go to war because of their blood."

After Horus finished speaking, the other clones either remained silent or nodded in agreement.

This exchange was done in the communication channel that served as an alternate means of communication in the New Thunder Warrior armor, and Mathieu didn't know what they were talking about, let alone that there were a bunch of cloned gods.

But Qin Mo, who deliberately wanted to know how the cloned original body viewed the state religion, heard it.

He didn't fully identify with Horus.

It is true that the troops composed of Anglican fanatics are not trained, and it is unlikely that they will be able to exert the same combat effectiveness as the Astral Army.

But they are really fanatical.

The earth-shattering cannons could not scare them off, they only felt that it was the God Emperor who was testing their faith, and that death was nothing more than a good thing for the soul to return to the Golden Throne.

If fanatical believers are really deployed in the war, these fanatical men and women with high blood can probably only take on the task of attacking and holding on, but they are indeed of great use in places where people need to go to the death of large groups.

"Go find the Praetorian Guards." Qin Mo raised his hand, condensed a piece of ice with his name written on it out of thin air, and put it into Mathieu's hand, "We can provide logistics for the believers' army for a fee, and the account will be counted on the head of the state religion." The high-ranking priests and popes of the State Church can't just hide behind and watch the people who truly believe in the Emperor die, without producing anything substantial. ”

"Believers will appreciate your generosity." Mathieu breathed a sigh of relief, took two steps back, and prepared to bow again respectfully to thank Qin Mo.

He was already worried about collecting food for the believers.

But when there was a sound of heavy footsteps, Mathieu, who was about to salute again, hurriedly put on his hood and left.

The Apostle of War thought that he had not been discovered by the Kiliman, who had arrived.

But Kiliman could recognize Mathieu from three kilometers away, and it didn't even take a second to guess what the guy was doing, but he was in a good mood and didn't want to trouble Mathieu for the time being.

As soon as Killiman appeared, Horus, who was standing with the New Thunder Warriors, turned his head to look at his thirteenth clone brother.

Clone Kiliman's eyes were fixed on his body.

The clones could see that the relationship between Killiman and Qin Mo was very good, and the two of them greeted each other as if they were friends rather than collaborators.

"You're back soon." Killman's eyes fell on Eisenhorn and the new Thunder Warriors, but he couldn't find St. Giles, "Don't be discouraged, although we haven't been able to find the clone ......"

"I found the clone of St. Giles, but he's not here, but ...... No problem. Qin Mo said.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Clone Saint Giles, who was standing at the back of the line, shrank his wings curled up in his armor.

"My dear friend is still alive, still fighting for the well-being of humanity, even after 10,000 years." Corax's gaze remained on Killiman, "But the current Empire ...... I pity him. ”

Hearing this, Clone Killiman on the side pondered for a few seconds and agreed very much with his best friend's words: "Me too." ”

(End of chapter)