In the rear, after making their decisions, the various parties naturally didn't remain idle.
When the Imperial Fists decided to intervene in politics, they adopted an extremely simple and crude approach.
First, they sealed off news of the banquet. Immediately afterwards, they contacted every noble family they could reach, demanding that they send the most influential representative currently available from their family to attend a meeting.
Once the representatives arrived at the venue in high-speed shuttles, the doors were sealed, and a direct order of control was issued.
There was no room for maneuvering—in fact, there was no time or need for it. With the capabilities of the Imperial Fists, even if all the nobles present chose not to cooperate, they could easily take over the relevant political powers after purging the rebels.
Space Marines are extremely versatile. The specializations of different Chapters are stronger aspects developed on top of that versatility. Even the ordinary Space Marines of the Imperial Fists are competent enough for political work, just not as adept as the Ultramarines.
There were three main reasons why they didn't choose direct cleansing. First, nobles who hadn't committed any mistakes were also loyalists and didn't need to be purged. Second, the cleansing process would delay time, and the situation on the battlefield might change again during that time. Third, Space Marines shouldn't be trapped in administrative work, as it would constitute a disguised loss of combat power.
However, the families clearly understood this. They hadn't actually turned to Chaos or rebelled, so why use their entire family to hold back the progress of a few Space Marines? Were they bored and wanted to meet long-lost relatives at the execution ground?
Dealing with a few Astra Militarum colonels could be done through political means, and even Astra Militarum generals could be influenced or restrained to some extent, but with a Founding Chapter... it was best not to test how many resources they could mobilize.
Of course, after military control was established, the first thing was the reckoning against House Agamemnus and related nobles.
They also sent a representative—since the noblewoman was actually being advised and guided by the family behind her, House Agamemnus was aware of the matter. However, they didn't choose to run away, but accepted their fate like champs.
After all, there are things in this world more terrifying than death.
In this situation, the Imperial Fists, after contacting and consulting Zhang Ge, announced the fate of House Agamemnus of the Deadwood Sector in front of all the representatives:
Those directly involved in the matter would be executed, while the direct and collateral bloodlines within the family would undergo specialized modification and be sent to the northern Penitent Crusade of the Deadwood Sector. The Plague Spread by Nurgle was rapidly spreading there, and manpower was urgently needed to be responsible for front-line quarantine work.
As for servants and others with little connection, they would be screened and incorporated into the reserves, receiving a period of training to serve as supplementary forces for the future PDF.
This was not just an investigation into the banquet incident, but also an opportunity to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, so that other nobles would stop trying to hinder the progress of the armed forces for their own benefit, and let their brains filled with political struggles be quiet for a while.
However, the Sisters of Battle, who obviously understood what had happened, were dissatisfied with such lenient treatment. Since Zhang Ge also forgot to restrain them in this regard, the Sisters of Battle subjected the third and fourth categories of people at the banquet to Summary Execution.
By the time Zhang Ge, who had already returned to his garrison, received the relevant report, all the third and fourth categories of personnel, except for those who were merely oppressed by the nobles as servitors or slaves, had been reduced to ashes.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Ge, who had been expecting the nobles to retaliate against him not long ago, realized that they might not have the chance after just finishing a communication with the Imperial Fists. He was too lazy to care about it, and after accepting the servitors, he simply assigned the slaves, mainly composed of women, to the Mechanized Infantry Regiment.
In fact, since the phrase "retire back to the hometown" had little to do with most members of the Astra Militarum, it was very common for soldiers in long-lasting Astra Militarum regiments to form families.
The offspring born into these families would usually become supplementary forces for the regiment, so that the regiment wouldn't lose its manpower during supply shortages or Warp Misdirection that often lasted for decades.
Zhang Ge's actions were just slightly accelerating this process.
Of course, such behavior also had some unexpected effects on him.
When he woke up the next day, he found several familiar female slaves outside his door. After understanding the situation from the guards, he learned that they had been publicly elected by the subordinates to be his attendants.
Under the thoughtful gazes of Amilia and Dominica, Zhang Ge thought about it and didn't refuse.
He bought several sets of spare Power Armor and Boltguns from the Sisters of Battle, armed the female slaves, and then put these female slaves in charge of the inner guard work under the guise of "cultivating close attendants"—of course, everyone knew that it was because Zhang Ge thought that the combat power of several untrained female slaves was far weaker than that of the Schola Progenium.
Even if the Power Armor greatly reduced the gap between physical qualities, combat literacy couldn't be caught up in a short time. What if they made a mistake and caused Zhang Ge to die? Wouldn't that be a great profit for them?
And in order to make them exert as little effort as possible, Zhang Ge even personally announced the work and benefits they would be responsible for.
In addition to receiving training and needing to protect his safety when he went to the battlefield, they couldn't be idle at ordinary times, and needed to undertake heavy work such as cleaning and tidying.
Moreover, even if they undertook such heavy work, even if the working hours in non-emergency situations were as long as ten hours, their allowance would only be half that of ordinary Astra Militarum soldiers.
Inside the room, Zhang Ge nodded with satisfaction as he watched several female slaves couldn't help but start sobbing silently after hearing Zhang Ge's words.
It seemed that the effect was good. Presumably, they couldn't help but think of the difficult days ahead. If he squeezed a little more food out of them and occasionally only allowed them to eat some cold Field Rations, wouldn't he be worried about being backstabbed?
However, Zhang Ge, who felt that he had gone a bit too far, thought for a while. In order to avoid being judged as deliberately seeking death, he turned to continue saying:
"Don't cry, I allow you to discuss a not-too-excessive request, and I will consider whether to fulfill it depending on the situation. Of course, you may not have considered it yet, and you can tell me later if you think of anything."
The effect was significant. Presumably under Zhang Ge's pressure, several female slaves quickly wiped away their tears and tried to stop the momentum of crying.
After speaking, he just turned around and wanted to leave, but quickly noticed that the corner of his clothes was being pulled.
They had already thought about it so quickly?
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