There are many people who risk their lives to climb this mountain.
People who had lived in darkness for generations saw the light for the first time. Some cowered at the light's indifference and cruelty and huddled at the bottom of a pit, while others were willing to risk their already useless lives in exchange for a ticket that promised death.
Perhaps for these Galaspa people, the boundary between becoming a Space Marine and becoming a mortal auxiliary army is not so clear, and Space Marine seems to be a higher position? But for these Galaspa people who have been struggling on the assembly line, the mortal auxiliary army is also tempting enough.
It was a ticket to the sky, to the universe, and they would enter the world behind the yellow clouds of Galapagos.
The disabled young man, the silent middle-aged man, the strong middle-aged woman, the news that the Death Guard was simultaneously selecting mortal auxiliary troops sprouted like mushrooms after rain, giving these people another hope.
Fathers and sons, husbands and wives, brothers and sisters, on the way to the end, small groups of families began to appear, boys of appropriate age joined the Space Marines, and his family members were willing to join the Mortal Auxiliary Corps.
The crowd was flowing, struggling to reach the finish line.
At the end, the [Ghosts] sat high up, judging their every move.
It was that adult who changed the selection system. His tall stature was obviously different from that of ordinary adults, and the complicated patterns on his shoulder armor further demonstrated his extraordinary status.
People looked at him with fear and admiration, but were too frightened by the rumors to kneel down and thank him. He just stood there silently, neither sad nor happy. From time to time, red-robed mechanical monsters came to kowtow to him, but were guided away by the long-handled black sickle.
Galaspa's call-up went exceptionally well.
Hades looked at the data coming from all over and thought silently. It can be said that since he clarified the rule of "recruiting mortal auxiliary troops at the same time", even the pass rate of those who came to select Space Marines has increased.
Perhaps it was because people no longer went there alone, Hades didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.
However, he was certain that the addition of this group of Galaspar people would not only dilute the already blurred boundary between Terra and Barbarus, but would also strengthen the connection between the Death Guard and the Mortal Auxiliary Forces.
Mortal auxiliary soldiers who pass this trial can take up their posts directly, but if they want to become space marines, they need to undergo another trial.
Hades patiently waited for the next trial. During this time, those who passed the test received initial training in the ideology and combat of the Death Guard. Those who were not destined to become Space Marines won the respect of the Death Guard through their tenacity.
After all, they passed the assessment that screened out the Space Marines.
Hades is not responsible for the training of these people. Mortarion leads Garro and Vorcus to take charge of this matter personally. Mortarion is particularly concerned about the training of soldiers. Although Mortarion has begun to show ominous signs that Space Marines are more precious, fortunately, with the appearance of Ms. Xinis, Mortarion is now calmly training the mortal auxiliary forces of the Death Guard.
Although Mortarion's so-called training method was directly based on the way he trained the Barbarus Death Guard before.
It was a rare sight for a Primarch to personally train the mortal auxiliaries, and usually a Primarch giving an impromptu speech to the mortal auxiliaries would be enough to be recorded in the history of the Empire to publicize those inspiring and positive images.
But since both parties in the training had no idea about this, Mortarion didn't care about it, and the Galaspar people had no concept of this at all, so the two sides got along with each other in a rather confusing tacit understanding.
Hades didn't care how Mortarion taught the Death Guard seedlings, but he had only one rule for the training of the mortal auxiliary army, that is -
Hades gestured exaggeratedly, but Mortarion, as usual, ignored Hades's wild imagination. The Primarch was slowly mixing the potion.
"Some of them will take on administrative functions. We need some different talents."
God knows what the characteristics of the Death Guard's seeds are. Although the Death Guard's gene seeds are very stable, the yield is large, and there are no negative mutations, those who become Death Guards will without exception become pale, slightly thin, and not talkative.
Of course, not everyone is like this. Hades plans to pick the best from the worst and look for administrative talents within the Death Guard. Although they may not be as good as the Ultramarines who are politicians per capita, they can at least manage the limited territory of the Death Guard by cooperating with mortal administrators.
I have to go and ask the Ultramarines for advice, mainly because the two legions haven't formally met yet, and it would be too abrupt to send someone now. At least we have to wait until Mortarion and Guilliman have met each other.
Hades thought silently.
Ignoring Hades, Mortarion watched with satisfaction as the potion in his hand began to become clear. In order to strengthen their rule, the Knights of Galaspar had forced the Galaspar people to use drugs. Now that the Knights' rule had fallen, the Galaspar people were experiencing withdrawal reactions of varying degrees. In response, the Death Guard had previously maintained a minimum distribution of placebos.
But if they were to enter his legion, Mortarion would not allow that to happen.
This potion can make their already abnormal feedback nerves rot and then grow new ones. After all, Space Marines also use potions in battle, and the Legion has done some research in this area.
The process would of course be painful, and Mortarion had no intention of distributing painkillers, which could relieve physical pain but would hinder nerve regeneration.
"You're done?"
Mortarion spoke slowly, "I never said to silence them. They did it of their own accord."
Big brother, you are so big, where can you poke? Who dares to speak in front of you? ?
"Just go and do your thing. Got it. I'll show you someone who can talk in a month."
Mortarion put away the potion and made a gesture to drive away small animals. "Go, go, the first batch of ships from Graeae has arrived. You should go to receive them."
Hades left unwillingly, and the words he shouted before leaving echoed in the corridor for a long time.
"Motarion, if you dare to teach them to be dumb, the Death Guard will have to triple their paperwork in the future!!!"
Mortarion did not comment on this. Although he admired silent warriors, he claimed that he had never intentionally attracted such attention. There were still some people in the Death Guard who were always shouting. Wasn't the one just now one of them
Yes, code.
I wish you good luck in the college entrance examination.
(End of this chapter)