Chapter 442 Sub-Legion

"Magnus? My brother"

Looking at the giant with red skin and white robes in front of them, all the Primarchs headed by Horus were stunned.

"Father's taste... is a bit unique..."

Fulgrim looked up and down at the tall Magnus in front of him, then looked at Magnus's crimson skin, thinking to himself.

"So...my brother...is a demi-human?"

Angron was also very puzzled. Although he and several other Primarchs each had some minor problems, they were all human beings anyway. How could they become so weird when they arrived at Magnus, neither human nor inhuman? What about human-like ones?

"Is father messing around with others outside?"

Mortarion's voice came from under his hood, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the room.

Mortarion:…………

"Well, this possibility cannot be completely ruled out, but regarding this statement..."

Horus glanced at the Primarch brothers around him, and then swallowed back what he wanted to say.

"Do you like to read books?"

Magnus took the initiative to look at Lorgar, and then asked him.

"Reading a book? Of course! I also write a book! This is the Holy Book of the Empire written by me."

Lorgar seemed to have met a close friend, and then handed Magnus the latest version of the Book of Holy Words in his pocket.

"I'm not talking about this book..."

Looking at the book filled with words praising the Emperor, Magnus suddenly felt a headache. None of his brothers were economical.

"Hey! I told you! Lorgar! Father is not a god!"

Perturabo was furious when he saw the magic stick over there, and then shouted to Luojia.

"God never admits to being God, my brother."

Lorgar turned to look at Perturabo and then replied with a slightly provocative voice.

"Father is indeed not a god, because he is stronger than a god..."

Magnus could really feel Yang Cheng's power. Purifying a planet's subspace pollution in that instant was not something ordinary people could do, not to mention that his father actually had such a great influence on subspace. The research just showed that my father had contact with the four gods, and even fought.

Under Magnus's imagination, Yang Cheng's image gradually became more upright.

"Speaking of your army, how do you plan to design it?"

Horus brought the topic back on track that had gone off track.

"Well, in addition to individual psychic units, armor strength is also indispensable."

Magnus nodded, and then took out the legion organization Yang designed for him.

"The full equipment of the Thousand Sons Legion Astartes is the symbol of the Legion, from heavy support units equipped with laser cannons, to squadrons of Skyhunters riding jet bikes, to all types of troops in between. , they are an indispensable member on any battlefield.

Although the Thousand Sons warriors all possess powerful psychic powers and often use their psychic abilities in battle, they are still Space Marines and can also deliver devastating strikes through more mundane means.

If the Thousand Sons Legion has a preference for which unit configuration, it is undoubtedly to use mechanized tactical squads as the main infantry mode, and use the nearly ubiquitous mobile speed attack craft and aircraft-based reconnaissance troops as An important auxiliary force in legion deployment.

The Thousand Sons Legion will not simply use psychic energy or heavy weapons to attack, they will make appropriate adjustments according to the battlefield conditions.

However, one point that needs special attention and emphasis is that although the Thousand Sons Legion does rely on basic troops to fight, the bloody, cruel and extremely lethal algorithmic strategy of this kind of war of attrition has always been something they have tried their best to avoid and are unwilling to do. To adopt.

They will do their best to prevent themselves from falling into a brutal bloody battle dominated by large-scale offensive tactics. Not only that, no matter what the outcome of the war is, they will try every means to avoid being surrounded by the enemy, let alone take self-sacrificial perseverance actions easily. "

The Thousand Sons Legion is composed of ten societies. The number of rings among these societies is different, just like the number of troops each ring has. Obviously, all of this has its own deep meaning.

Not only that, the number of circles in a certain society will occasionally change, but whenever this happens, the number and size of circles in all societies will change accordingly, and they will never change in the same way. the second time.

In addition to forming monasteries, societies, monasteries, and schools, the Thousand Sons have also established numerous monasteries, training groups, societies, and other organizations. The reason for doing this is to better study certain subjects. Knowledge of a specific field may allow for the refinement of a particular branch of psionic craft, thus creating a layer of elaboration that inevitably permeates their military structure.

At its most basic level, the Thousand Sons Legion is like a pyramid. Sitting at the top of the tower is Magnus himself. He is the supreme being in every aspect, and has undoubtedly become the absolute master of the Thousand Sons Legion in the fields of war, scholarship, and power.

Under him were the high-ranking company commanders and respected teachers from various societies.

The next level down are the front company commanders, commanders, company adjutants and sergeants who are responsible for commanding the central meeting of the society. These people not only need to lead their own tactical troops and squads on the battlefield, but also shoulder important responsibilities and missions.

The most senior and trusted leaders within the Legion formed a group of advisors around Magnus, known as the Suspension Order. They succeeded in replacing the dilapidated and outdated Legion command structure that the Primarch found upon his return to the Legion.

"Father!"

At some point, a large number of Thousand Sons Legion space warriors wearing blue armor came to Magnus, and Ahriman, the leader, said excitedly.

"Welcome another primarch to return to the team, how about we go to have a discussion?"

Lorgar looked at Magnus in front of him and couldn't help but feel a burst of fighting spirit in his heart. After losing to Angron, Perturabo, and Fulgrim, he became more and more courageous.

"I can't be the weakest Primarch, absolutely not."

Looking at the tall Magnus in front of him, Lorgar clenched his warhammer and shouted to him.

"Come on! My brother! Give it a try! Let you see..."

Before Luojia finished speaking, the huge psychic power threw him away.

"Father!"

Angel and others looked at Luojia who flew out of the fighting arena and shouted hurriedly, and then ran over in a panic.

"Fuck, I didn't win again."