The sky in Barbaros was as gloomy as usual, but for the farmers who were used to farming here, today was a bright and sunny day.
Hades stood in the wild, thinking about how to arrange the selection of new recruits for the Death Guard.
According to his own idea, the recruitment of Death Guard will come from two sources: voluntary registration and private recruitment of talents by Death Guard.
He doesn't have to worry about any obstruction in conscription. The current social structure of Barbarus is still very simple, and there is no such thing as aristocratic families or nobles.
The Death Guard has absolute control over this planet.
After all, on some planets, being selected as a Space Marine is a rare honor, and many aristocratic families will have their offspring selected into the legion to further expand their power.
However, there is no such atmosphere in Barbarus. Everyone is equally poor, and there are no extra resources to support a class like landlords. There will also not be such bloody incidents as families obstructing each other from signing up new soldiers.
In fact, the Death Guard needs a lot of new recruits, but this does not mean that anyone can become a Death Guard. High-quality recruitment is also a guarantee of the legion's strength.
The first batch of Barbarus people who were transformed were all veterans who had fought in the poison gas for many years with Mortarion. They were considered to be the people with the best military qualities in Barbarus.
But now, due to the intervention of the Empire and the Mechanicus, there have been no large-scale wars on Barbarus. After the Legion left, a large number of young and middle-aged people from Barbarus poured into the construction of the star ring, leaving the elderly, the weak, women and children on the surface of Barbarus.
Of course, he did not recruit the young and middle-aged people working on the Star Ring. They were too old and had missed the best age for transformation surgery.
The children who were left behind by their parents or sent back to Barbarus are the ones that Hades will focus on recruiting this time.
The Star Ring does not provide resources for people without labor, so most children born there are sent back to Barbarys by their parents.
On Barbarus, since the Mechanical Sages still don't understand the biological factions here and don't dare to easily burn the glass and rebuild the home planet of a Primarch, Barbarus still maintains a small-scale farming model.
Some agricultural machinery that was temporarily suitable for local crops was introduced as transitional tools.
Because the sages believe that this awkward period will pass sooner or later, there is no need to design a dedicated assembly line for the current inefficient and low-yield crops on Barbarus.
But this awkward period did not end until the first battle of Death Guard was over.
Um.
Hades still remembered the scene when he went to ask the sages about their progress and the sages looked at each other in amazement.
And threw a bunch of papers at Hades to prove that they were actually working.
Hades, who was putting on a polite smile in front of the sage, almost couldn't hold it back.
Of course, there is no need to make things difficult for them. As Hades has lived on Barbarus for a period of time, he naturally knows the strangeness of Barbarus.
All this will probably have to wait until he can see if he can expel the Nurgle psychic energy from this planet.
Turning our attention back to Barbaros, this planet originally had no mining base. Its developed industries were agriculture, and in the areas near the equatorial ocean, there was also some fishing.
Due to the lack of excess productivity and the foundation for industrial development, the business in Barbaros has not developed at all, and even barter transactions can be seen in most areas.
In fact, the base of Mortarion was also distributed. Money? What is money
That is, those who returned from the Star Ring would bring back some imperial currency, but these small pieces of metal were basically useless on Barbarus.
But what's interesting is that Hades discovered that some small accessories that can be used to decorate gas masks are particularly popular on Barbarus. These small things made of leftover materials from the Star Ring industry were taken down from the Star Ring by some interested people and then exchanged for food.
A unique scene appeared -
Young and middle-aged people on Barbarus would choose to work in the Star Ring because the environment there is generally better, and the emerging human settlements also attract the attention of the Barbarus people who have been farming all their lives.
The mechanical sages or imperial bureaucrats on the star ring would use a large amount of living supplies in exchange for their labor. Even if they could not continue to work, this large amount of supplies would be enough for them to return to Barbarus and spend the rest of their lives.
At present, the Star Ring of Barbarus is mainly engaged in the production of various semi-finished mechanical components that may be used in the subsequent transformation of Barbarus, as well as the production of part of the living supplies of the Death Guard Corps.
Of course, some smart Barbarus people will choose to engage in the service industry. They may choose to become servants of an imperial bureaucracy, or choose to start a business in a human settlement.
Of course, more courageous people would try to board a passing merchant ship and leave their hometown completely.
Compared to the still lifeless Barbarus, the star rings surrounding it reveal a civilization that is developing rapidly after escaping the crisis of survival.
On Barbarus, those who chose to stay, or wait to become high-level laborers and then go to work on the star ring, still carry out the necessary farming day after day.
Every morning, the children in the village would go out of the village in groups of three or five to work on their own farmland.
The elderly are responsible for the rough processing of agricultural products, as well as cooking and other housework at home.
The Death Guard that stayed and were stationed in Barbarus would regularly patrol human settlements of all sizes, so these villages that lacked young and middle-aged labor were rarely attacked by wild animals.
Now, the life of a typical Babarus person will be like this -
Born on the Star Ring, he was sent back to Barbarus by his parents and raised by the elderly or relatives in the same village.
When he or she is old enough to pick up farm tools, farming begins.
When he or she is older and capable of most of the jobs on the Star Ring, they will go to the Star Ring, spend most of their lives there, meet their loved ones, give birth to children, and then send the children back to Barbarus.
If they live long enough, long enough to lose the value of their labor, they will return to Barbarossa with their savings to help their children raise their grandchildren.
Of course, this story should have only lasted for one generation so far. Wealth has not yet been accumulated, and the first batch of elderly people have just returned home.
Hades blinked.
Why is this sense of déjà vu so strong
He really wanted to change the current situation, but the most urgent task was to quickly select the first batch of recruits and then make long-term plans for the construction of Barbarus.
Barbarus couldn't go on like this for long, and Hades knew it well.
The industry on the star ring is not enough to support the explosive population growth for a long time, and it is only Barbarus, a planet, that can take on this task.
But before solving Nurgle's psychic problem, the planet is not suitable for other long-term construction plans.
He might try the Black Stone Obelisk, but the obelisk had been damaged more thoroughly since his last attack.
Moreover, the working range of a Black Stone Obelisk is definitely not enough to cover a planet.
"Are you thinking about how to select new recruits?"
A familiar voice interrupted Hades' thoughts.
Hades didn't even turn his head.
"Finally out of the medical room?"
Mortarion glanced at Hades, then silently looked away.
Hades. Did you talk like this before
"It's really hard to accept."
As he sat there, before the dying form of Khalas, Mortarion thought a great deal.
What on earth did he do to make his friend choose such a path of betrayal
Maybe Karas didn't do it voluntarily, but he chose to ignore the gradual degeneration of his old friend.
Mortarion still remembered the first time he met Calastyphon, the dishevelled young man struggling to stand up from the mud.
"Mortarion, I know you. You are the child of the xenos lord."
Then the young man gave a sly smile.
"I knew you would save us."
"Come with us, down the mountain, to the human village."
In the distance, Hades, still a child, was sitting in a truck and yelling at them to run.
Mortarion was still thinking about revenge against his adoptive father, because he thought Knakre would not give up. If he followed them? He would kill everyone.
He is the Primarch, and the power of mortals is nothing to him.
But he was still dragged over, and from then on, he was dragged to the other side of fate.
But Karas
Can he pull Karas out of the quagmire of fate
Will Calastiphon, who is still in a coma, give him this chance
If Mortarion was going to lose this chance completely, could he try not to cause a greater tragedy
Perhaps I have been obsessed with liberation and have overlooked too much.
Liberating, yes, liberating.
He has been liberating, he is chasing liberation.
The oath the three of them had made was liberation, and the words he had silently repeated countless times were liberation.
But while Karas lay lifeless on the bed, while Hades was busy planning many matters such as conscription.
Did Mortarion suddenly realize that what he really wanted was just liberation
What they promised him at the beginning, was it liberation itself, or the infinite possibilities after liberation
He remembered that when he was preparing to attack Nakre, he had envisioned the people's livelihood and recovery after Barbarus.
But then he was interrupted by the Emperor.
What followed was the promise of a greater liberation, a more glorious liberation.
Mortarion admitted that there was a moment when he was shaken by the false assurance.
He did so without hesitation, and patiently sharpened his scythe once again, vowing to liberate one world after another.
He seemed to be climbing a mountain that had no end.
But did the world he had liberated before really cheer for its liberation
“You can’t replace one tyranny with another.”
"Have you communicated with the locals?"
Are the descendants he leads really proud of his liberation
Mortarion thought silently behind his breathing mask as poisonous gas slowly trickled down from the statue.
He eventually made it out of the infirmary. The Barbarians never mourned injuries for long. Life always went on, and the grieving weak were consumed by the poison gas.
Only the strong who adapt to reality can survive, even if reality is not what he once imagined.
Mortarion blinked and stared at Hades who was surveying the terrain and thinking about the selection of new recruits.
"I came out of the medical room,"
"Because the medical room is not a quiet place, Vox and Garo's communication requests are sent to me every five minutes."
Hades turned his head and looked at Mortarion in disbelief, and Mortarion rarely showed his dry sense of humor.
They tacitly kept silent on the subject of Carastiphon.
"Ah I hope Garo and Vox are okay."
Hades sighed,
"How are they doing there?"
"The post-war cleanup is almost done, but they are still negotiating with the Imperial Department regarding taking over administrative management."
"What's interesting is that,"
Mortarion said,
"According to Garo's report, the Empire even sent two groups of bureaucrats with reversed orders to implement different tax policies."
Hades shook his head silently. The administration of the empire was, as always, in line with his stereotype.
"Then why don't you help them deal with Galasper's affairs? Come and see the recruitment?"
"Of course I should be there for the second batch of Barbarus's conscription."
Mortarion was confident.
"Also, I have already approved the post-war handling of Galaspar. The tasks of connecting with other forces will be handed over to Garo and Vox."
The Primarch's efficiency was as amazing as ever, but Mortarion also decisively delegated the details he was unwilling to manage.
Without giving Hades a chance to ask again about the job, Mortarion spoke directly.
"By the way, how do you plan to select new recruits?"
Hades shrugged.
"I haven't decided yet."
Should we simply look at the physical examination indicators, or capture some wild animals for fighting competitions, or directly let the selected candidates fight each other in the promotion competition
These are relatively common ideas, and the selection of new recruits often serves the positioning of each legion.
For example, the Space Wolves will throw the recruits to be screened onto the snowfields of Fenris. As long as they can come back alive, they can get a ticket.
There are many ways to screen physical constitutions, and Hades just wants to choose a method that is easier and faster.
But Hades hopes that while screening out recruits who are physically qualified, can he also screen these recruits psychologically and ideologically
During the Great Crusade, the Legion's ideological review of new recruits was quite lax, almost non-existent.
But this cannot be blamed on the Legion. After all, the selection criteria of thought and mind are too idealistic.
"simply,"
Mortarion's power armor creaked, and he raised his scythe, Annihilation, and pointed it at the mountains in the distance.
“Just let them climb the mountain.”
"Death Guards need to be tough. Only those who can survive in nature can become qualified Death Guards."
Hades looked at the mountains. As the altitude increased, the poisonous gas became more concentrated.
The training for the Death Guard rebels back then also involved taking them to climb mountains.
"Can."
Hades said slowly, but before that, he had to make sure that there would be no interference from Nurgle's psychic energy in the poisonous gas there.
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