The name of the man who suddenly popped up was Scala, and he was the leader of the notorious Dark Wolf Warband.

This Chaos War Gang used to be a Dalian of the Space Wolf Warband.

But in the space wolf's sphere of influence, anyone who dared to deliver such news was killed by the terrible sons of Fenris.

Prior to the Fall, the Dark Wolves were said to have been given an almost impossible task as punishment for their undocumented failures or crimes.

However, the mission brought the Dark Wolves to the edge of the abyss, causing them to stay there for so long that the excessive pollution poisoned their souls forever, leading them to eventually turn their back on their faith in the Emperor and throw themselves into the arms of Chaos.

"Give me 4,000 men and horses, and I'll go and get them out!" Scala said with a determined gaze.

This is a good opportunity for them to increase their prestige, and the ambitious Dark Wolf tries to show its fangs.

Even if the proposal is rejected, he will get extra points in the eyes of his colleagues because of this kind of righteous behavior.

In addition, due to the lack of stability of the genetic seed, the replenishment rate of the space wolf has been very slow, coupled with the new breed of Space Marine brought by Killiman, which makes Scala have a strong sense of crisis.

The Dark Wolf must do something great or die silently.

Huron had always suspected that the wolf cubs were more or less naturally abusive, and they seemed to be particularly fond of taking on challenges.

"Are you sure, Scala, this is a very dangerous operation, and there is a good chance that we will suffer further losses."

Huron sat on a high throne and stared at the dark wolf who stood up with an unexpected gaze.

Years of experience as a leader have allowed him to hide his heart well, and no one can read any information from his facial expressions.

None of the former members of the Claws of the Stars dared to challenge Huron's authority, and Huron didn't believe they had the guts.

But those who came after him, those who imitated his great betrayal and sought refuge in the maelstrom, they lacked a reason to be loyal.

And now, some of them are starting to use intrigue and simple bloodletting to maximize their influence.

"Of course, King of the Red Pirates, we shouldn't give up those brothers anyway, should we?" Scala asked rhetorically.

The Dark Wolf's actions were so righteous that none of the people present dared to refute it, unless they didn't want to continue to mingle with the Red Pirates.

With such a budding bird as him, the rest of the people began to move.

"We had warned them before that maybe they were to blame for their own recklessness." Only the Red Pirates' Master Forge stepped forward and retorted.

Valtex knew that his master didn't want to continue to waste his power on this kind of thing, and he was very unhappy with the Dark Wolf's way of gaining influence for him.

Although such behavior is not unusual for Chaos Space Marines.

Surprisingly, Huron agreed.

"In that case, well, I'll give you 4,000 men to save those trapped brothers, and may the dark gods bless you with victory."

Perhaps considering that sometimes public opinion can cause more damage than it actually does, the tyrant of Badab finally nodded.

"I will certainly live up to your expectations, my lord."

Scala, who was in the limelight, had a satisfied smile on his face.

His audacity earned him a chance to command a large force in battle, albeit with all the dangers.

For an ambitious person, even if he dies vigorously, it is much better than the ending of Mingzhe to protect his life and finally ignore everyone.

After establishing a plan, the Red Pirates quickly rallied their forces.

More than 20 capital warships hovered above their hometown of New Badab, eager to try.

More than 100,000 mortals transported strategic supplies to those ships, and thousands of vehicles and massive weapons were waiting to be activated.

Mutants, aliens, humans, and space marines are sharpening their blades, ready to make them drink the blood of their enemies.

It was a powerful force enough to crush an entire star field, and it took Huron decades to build it.

And when he left the empire, he was only a few remnants of the army, and he himself was half dead.

No one can underestimate the heroes who have done this.

Until he dies completely, Blackheart Huron will always be deadly.

"My lord, I don't understand why you would send such a valuable combat power into the enemy's trap, such a decision is really unwise!" While watching the army go on the march, the casting master on the side couldn't help but say.

That's all their hard work, and it's the foundation of their life in the maelstrom.

Although not all of the possessions were to be lost, the Red Pirates would be devastated by the loss of such a force.

And such a scene is clearly about to be staged.

"Rest assured, my master forger, it's not just enemies who can use stratagem." Huron, on the other hand, said with a smile, not at all worried about it.

"Forgive me for being foolish, my lord, do you have any special arrangements?" Valtex asked.

Thousands of their own Space Marines are besieged by the enemy, and this does not look like a situation in which they have the upper hand.

"Of course." Huron nodded, "The four thousand troops will go to the rescue of our trapped colleagues, but not directly in the Crimson Star - they will attack the Forge World Cologne and force the Imperial forces back to defense." If the operation goes well, we will not only succeed in the rescue, but also inflict heavy damage on the Empire. ”

Huron certainly didn't intend to drill into that obvious pocket, and no commander with a brain would, and that would be tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.

Since someone had already taken the initiative to make sacrifices to attract the firepower of the puppet emperor's lackeys for him, he didn't mind making good use of their sacrifices.

Sound the east and attack the west, or surround Wei to save Zhao?

Whatever you want to call this trick.

At least morally, he can give his subordinates an explanation, and he can justifiably recover his losses in another way.

Maybe Huron is indeed a little old, but the King of the Red Pirates has not weakened to the point of being led by the nose.

When Scala received the order from Huron, the dark wolf's original joy sank.

He knew his attempt had failed.

And Huron's little thought about him was only a warning.

"So what about your answer, Darkwolf Lord?" The tyrant's messenger spoke.

"I will follow the will of the Red Pirate King, as always." Scala chose to remain submissive.

Having lost the name of Huron, he could not command the army.

There is no such thing as "loyalty is not absolute is absolute disloyalty" in the Chaos Space Marines.

If you really want to do this, most of the warbands will score and fall apart.

This little bit of caution about Huron can even be called a brother's brother, a brother, and it is even more useful after being beaten by Huron.

In this way, the army of the Red Pirates was mighty, and under the guise of supporting the Crimson Star, they quietly attacked the world of Cologne.

(End of chapter)