"Druun."
"According to the estimates of the accompanying Mechanicus, this is a civilized planet with extremely high production value, so we need to avoid using weapons that may cause permanent regional damage in this battle."
Horus glanced pointedly at the poisonous aura surrounding Mortarion.
"Like radioactive weapons."
Mortarion said nothing, standing at a subtle distance from Horus that Horus would not admit was the best position for a fight-or-flight maneuver.
A vague sense of depression enveloped the entire conference room. Horus attributed it to the fact that the Death Guard's interior decoration was too gloomy. There was no decoration at all, the colors were bone white and moss green, and the dim lighting reminded people of a tombstone covered with moss.
Each legion's mothership is the best reflection of the legion's culture, be it the Blood Angels' paradise of art and beauty, the sacred and magnificent Red Tear; the Ultramarines' solemn and glorious Macragge's Glory hung with Macragge murals; or the Space Wolves' Hrafinkl with its wild Fenris style. Each Primarch will make the mothership the best cultural sanctuary for training legion warriors.
And Horus the Endurance thought that this was just like Mortarion himself, too plain and gloomy, filled with the smell of death.
Horus only hoped that the Death Guard's fighting style would not be so extreme, but now it seemed that the probability of this happening was extremely small.
Not much information about the first battle of the Death Guard had been released before, and both Finus and Vulkan chose to remain silent.
In the battle with Perturabo, the Lord of Steel could only curse Mortarion over and over again, and Horus could not get any useful information about the Death Guard.
But that won't happen this time. After working with the Death Guard once, all the details about them will become clear and understandable.
Except for the 1st Legion Dark Angels, the 6th Legion Space Wolves, and the mysterious 20th Legion, Horus was roughly aware of the combat styles of all other legions.
"A standard Terran month ago, the Empire received the surrender request from this planet. Facing the visiting team sent by the Empire, the ruler of the planet chose to join the Empire and signed a preliminary treaty. The ruler retained the ruling power, and the Empire would build this place into a garden planet."
".I don't think that under these circumstances, this human civilization would choose to tear up the treaty and oppose the Empire."
Mortarion spoke up, the treaty the Empire gave to this planet was already the most merciful of its kind, and he didn't understand why such a ruler always made stupid decisions.
Horus nodded.
"So the Empire sent out a reconnaissance team again, and the report given by the reconnaissance team was that the humans on this planet were parasitized by some alien creatures that can use psychic energy."
Mortarion clenched his scythe, aliens and psionic powers. He already knew why the Empire sent the Death Guard to this star region.
The Death Guard will inflict the most brutal destruction on these xenos.
Horus signaled the Death Guard to open the latest data intelligence on the screen. Electronic lights lit up in the dim room, and some three-dimensional alien images appeared in front of the two Primarchs.
Hades took a deep breath in his heart.
It was an alien creature that looked like an octopus, but was far more obscene than an octopus. Its bloated and sticky tentacles protruded from the fleshy ball in the center. Each tentacle had sharp fangs on its back, which flashed an ominous purple light, as if to indicate that it was poisonous.
On the front of the tentacles and on top of the flesh, countless eyeballs were crowded together, spinning and blinking wildly.
"Profanity."
Mortarion said, and Horus nodded approvingly.
It would be a simple campaign politically, they would just have to defeat the aliens, in the name of humanity, nothing else, no humans crying to the military for their homeland.
Oftentimes, the Wolf Shepherd God always had to spend time conducting political negotiations with the defeated human empires, which would put the legion in a relatively low mood.
So Horus is in a more relaxed mood at the moment, because he thinks that Mortarion may not agree with some of the Moon Wolf's political methods, but those are necessary and necessary.
For the Emperor, for the Empire.
Horus paused and continued to brief Mortarion on the basic intelligence gathered by the reconnaissance team.
Don’t do that kind of thing!
Are you aliens real aliens
Hades really wanted to complain, but when he thought about the possibility of being rolled up by tentacles in future battles, he became disheartened.
Look at it in a positive light. As an alien, the other party just wants your life.
".These aliens will manipulate humans as their mind puppets."
Horus' voice aptly interrupted Hades's self-deceiving thoughts.
It's over, these aliens really want human bodies, are we really going to enter some weird plot this time
Ahem. Hades quickly interrupted the increasingly biased picture in his mind and began to recall his impression of this battle in his previous life.
Unfortunately, Hades did not have much information about this battle in his memory. He only remembered that the original main force of this battle was the White Scars, and the White Scars' think tank Storm Prophet played a significant role in the victory of this battle.
A total of three legions participated in the liberation of Druun: the Luna Wolves, the White Scars, and the Death Guard.
It is worth mentioning that in the original campaign, Mortarion was a classic trash teammate, loudly mocking the Khan's caution as cowardice and rebuking the Khan's use of Storm Prophet.
Wait?! So where are the White Scars? The Empire is missing a legion?!
Didn't it take three Primarchs and the Stormseer to barely defeat the final boss battle?!
Hades screamed silently.
If Hades knew that it was his letter to Malcador that triggered the chain reaction, Hades would swear that he would never stop Mortarion from using his scythe to cut down Malcador again.
No, no, no, Hades thought weakly, perhaps the White Scars would send reinforcements later, he should maintain a positive attitude towards the Empire.
"So, that's it, my brother."
Horus finished his briefing and began to make preliminary plans for tactics.
"The place with the most psychic fluctuations is Duna, the main city of Druun. It is estimated that the leader of these aliens is there, but we cannot land directly on the platform of the main city. Some air defense systems composed of psychic energy prevent us from doing so."
"Similarly, the effect of the fleet bombing will not be very good. Apart from those psychic barriers, the defense barriers originally belonging to human civilization are also functioning normally."
"But we can land in the suburbs away from the main city."
Horus pointed to the flat grasslands on the map.
"There is also some kind of psychic device here, but the good news is that its strength is far weaker than that of the main city. We can use firepower to forcibly tear a hole in it."
"So, my brother, what is your opinion? I heard that the Death Guard is good at this kind of combat, so the Empire sent you here."
Mortarion glanced at Hades without leaving a trace, and he knew why.
But it would be best if he didn't say it now, or at least keep it quiet to the Death Guard's Zero Company.
Death Guard can make exceptions, but don't let others realize what they are building.
"Maybe we're just good at fighting xenomorphs."
Finally, Mortarion spoke slowly.
There are a lot of things to do today, don’t wait for the second update, there may not be one, but there may be one.
There is very little information about Druun, so the author changed the original process because this battle seemed to be a personal show of the White Scars, and there were only ground combats, no three-dimensional combat involved. The situation in which the Legion discovered the aliens was also very strange (not very reasonable), so the author directly changed it to make it look more reasonable.
(End of this chapter)