In M30.890, the remnants of the Xenos Race forces regrouped on their homeworld and surrounding star systems.
With the support of the Slaugth Xenos, they absorbed more Xenos Races, combining plundered Imperial technology to forge an unprecedentedly powerful Xenos allied army.
This Xenos Race army not only sought revenge but also attempted to re-expand its control over the The Galaxy / Milky Way.
At the same time, the Imperium received terrifying alerts from the Lost Frontier.
The wrecks of expeditionary fleets that had been missing for many years were discovered, and the debris showed that the Xenos Race's ability to assimilate human warship technology had reached an unprecedented level.
Even more unsettling was the appearance of unknown biological corrosion on multiple Xenos Race-contaminated planets, directly threatening the stability of Imperial star systems.
Facing the resurgence of this force, the Emperor personally ordered the strongest Legions and Primarchs to form a joint fleet to launch a final extermination campaign against the Xenos Race's homeworld and Core Area.
This campaign was spearheaded by four Legions and four Primarchs:
Lion of the First Legion, the Dark Angels, was responsible for orbital warfare and specific tactical command, tasked with crushing the Xenos Race's space fortresses and fleet Core.
Sarradin of the Second Legion, the Janissaries, was responsible for overseeing the overall situation as Warmaster, commanding mortal armies and allied fleets, assisting in consolidating the logistics and defense of ground battles.
Russ of the Sixth Legion, the Space Wolves, was primarily responsible for rapid assault and melee tactics, directly destroying the Xenos Race's main ground forces.
Gaius of the Eleventh Legion, the Dragon Guard, was responsible for supporting ground and orbital warfare with cutting-edge technology, while also providing strategic planning and intelligent command support from the rear.
What the Emperor and several Primarchs did not know was that the Xenos Race had also brought their final trump card this time.
Second Legion flagship, the "Mujihad (Crusader)" class.
Sarradin informed his brothers to come to the warship for a pre-battle briefing.
The first to arrive on the warship was Lion; as the embodiment of chivalry, Lion was very punctual.
When Lion arrived on the warship, Sarradin was already waiting at the berth.
Lion walked out of the transport ship with the Lion Guard of the Dark Angels, and Sarradin greeted him.
"My brother, Big Brother, I am very happy to see you again."
Every time Lion met Sarradin, it felt strange, because Lion looked like a young man in his twenties, while his younger brother looked like an old man in his sixties, making it feel odd for an old man to call him "Big Brother."
Moreover... Lion was very envious that his father had bestowed the title of Warmaster upon his second brother during the last Xenos Race campaign.
He actually wanted to contend for it, but he had only returned not long before.
"Hello, my brother... (gritting his teeth) Warmaster."
Just as Sarradin was about to lead Lion to the reception room, Sarradin's adjutant, Shabal, came over and said:
"Father, your brothers, the Primarchs of the Sixth and Eleventh Legions, are also preparing to dock..."
Hearing this, Sarradin turned to Lion: "Big Brother, why don't we wait for them here?"
Lion was indifferent, slinging his Lion Helm at his waist: "No problem, I will obey your command... (gritting his teeth) Warmaster."
Hearing Lion's gritted teeth, Sarradin also sighed... "Brother, don't be angry; after the Xenos Race campaign is over, I will resign from the position of Warmaster to Father."
Ever since Sarradin "accepted his appointment at a time of defeat and was ordered in a moment of crisis" and became this so-called Warmaster, he was constantly ridiculed by several of his brothers... especially Horus and Lion!
Lion immediately became anxious: "Who said that? I never wanted to be Warmaster! This is a rumor!"
Here we go again...
Many times, Sarradin really didn't want to admit that these people were his brothers...
Lion! Horus! You two might as well write "I want to be Warmaster!" on your faces.
The so-called "I never wanted to be Warmaster"... Lion always said that...
However, Sarradin thought about it and felt that Lion was still quite good, better than Horus.
Every time Horus met his brothers, he would start his storytelling session: The First Son! Thirty years of solitude! The story of the Centaur! The golden ring given by Father!
It is said that the warriors within the Luna Wolves can recite these stories backward.
Soon, two transport ships arrived at the berth, and The Sixth Son, Leman Russ, and The Eleventh Brother Son, Gaius, walked out.
"Yo! Long time no see, you two!"
"Three older brothers, it's really been a long time."
Gaius even brought gifts when he came.
Gaius walked up to his second brother with a gift box and handed it to him.
"Second Brother, this is a special dessert from our planet.
I heard you like sweets, so I specially brought it."
Sarradin looked at Gaius in front of him, liking him more and more; this is what a brother should be like!
He was handsome, smart, and knew how to handle things.
Among the twenty brothers, only Sanguinius and Gaius were universally loved by everyone.
However, what the other brothers didn't know was that these two warm-hearted men... were actually cunning.
On the other side... Lion and Russ stood face to face, staring into each other's eyes.
The "Cat and Dog War" was a traditional event between the Dark Angels and the Space Wolves, where both sides would send one person to PK each other.
"Big Cat" Lion had a serious expression, looking down at the "puppy" Russ in front of him with disdain, while "Big Dog" Russ grinned widely, looking at the "grumpy cat" in front of him with a challenging expression.
Russ's gaze gradually moved downward, finally locking onto the Lion Helm hanging at Lion's waist...
Lion noticed Russ's gaze and spoke coldly: "Is there something wrong with my helmet?"
"Emmm, how to put it..." Russ's expression became playful.
"If people with such barbaric aesthetics are competing for Warmaster, I think I could do it too..."
Lion's expression instantly changed from cold to angry, veins popping out on his forehead.
He swiftly swung his right hand, delivering a heavy punch to Russ's face at a speed no one could see, knocking Russ directly to the ground...
"You vulgar creature! Who are you calling barbaric! Who are you calling barbaric!"
Russ lay motionless on the ground...
Lion also realized his Loss of composure, then quickly led the Lion Guard deep into the ship, leaving the area.
Sarradin also sighed at this scene, while Gaius had already stepped forward to help Russ up.
Big Brother's punch just now was not light...
As Gaius approached Russ, the latter had already sat up on his own.
Russ's nose was bleeding, but he still had a smile on his face.
Russ took the handkerchief Gaius offered him and wiped the blood from his nose...
"The Eleventh Brother, nice handkerchief! It even smells of jasmine!"
"Sixth Brother, Big Brother has such a temper, why do you always make him angry?"
Russ put The Eleventh Brother's handkerchief into his power armour, stood up, and patted Gaius on the shoulder.
Gaius also ignored his Sixth Brother taking his handkerchief.
"You don't understand! brothers just have good feelings when they fight and make trouble!
How can brothers show their brotherhood without a good fight?"
Gaius also smiled wryly at this: "Hahaha, Sixth Brother, then we can find an opportunity to fight later... By the way, Sixth Brother, my fighting skill is just so-so, not much stronger than Guilliman and Lorgar, so you must go easy on me."
Russ also immediately laughed, then put his arm around Gaius's neck... "Of course! You are my favorite brother!"
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