Six huge horns let out a sharp and hoarse roar, and the ear-splitting roar echoed in the airport.
Then their hoarse roars slowly faded away, like the dim roars of ancient behemoths that gradually retreated into mythology, followed by sharp music - two hundred silver trumpets and trumpets played a bright triumph.
music.
Dressed in full ceremonial armor, Soshyan and Mazar stood on the platform like demigods in thunderclouds, which was the northern entrance to the airport.
For this grand occasion, the banners of the two Chapters were spread out on the dome's beams, and the banners of many Imperial troops were hung on both sides.
Guilliman took a deep breath and heard the sound of the gate rising.
The time is coming soon.
The honking of trumpets shocked all directions, and a ray of artificial sunlight shone on the exquisite stone carvings.
Then, amidst the squeaking and rubbing sounds of the metal gate, the distant sea of stars appeared in front of Soshyan, and with it came that person——
Malakin emerged from the shadows, without a helmet and with an expressionless face.
His long blond hair fluttered in the artificial breeze, so handsome, so melancholy, so unpredictable.
The Chapter Master of the Lamenters put his battle helmet in the crook of his left arm and walked forward with perfect steps.
His most important lieutenant followed suit on both sides. The warrior held a power spear in front of him with both hands. There was a pale skull at the end of the spear handle.
The shoulder armor of all warriors is covered with a black-and-white mosaic pattern, and above it is a tearful blood-red heart.
In a later position is the standard bearer of the Chapter, who proudly holds aloft a Battle Banner of Tears in the same color as their shoulder emblem.
They walked up the stairs into the square and through the spaceport, barely responding to the cheering soldiers along the way.
Seeing the person who appeared, Lord Magyar had no expression on his face, but everyone who was close to him could feel his undisguised disgust.
Soshyan showed a 100% welcoming attitude.
He stepped forward, walked down the platform, and faced the procession of mourners.
But he stopped after taking only a few steps.
Because he noticed the soft sound of the sword blade passing through the scabbard.
Then he continued walking towards him.
"I'm Malakim Rofus."
The Chapter Master of the Lamenters spoke. His salute was more like a nod of greeting, while his left hand held a shining sharp blade unsheathed.
"Welcome, I am Soshyan Alexey."
Soshyan said, holding Malakin's hand.
"Thank you for accepting my invitation. I heard that you are traveling on several battleships?"
"Our battle group's mothership and two frigates."
Malakin's voice sounded lukewarm.
"That's all."
"I still welcome you, with brotherhood."
Soshyan said, letting go of his hand, his tone seemed rather regretful.
"But you come to me with a weapon in your hand?"
"Yes, but my other hand is empty. We don't know what is in your brotherhood, Lord of the Astral Knights, so my free hand also holds a sword."
"What do you think of it now?"
"I think it's pretty good..."
Malakin said with a sad tone:
"...At least it's not the trap I'm worried about. I know many people want to kill us to show their loyalty to the Emperor by eliminating traitors."
"I have never regarded you as traitors. Although what happened...but I believe in the loyalty and bravery of the sons of Holy Leth."
"Really, but I noticed the tone of your voice, it reminded me of someone."
The name came out of Malakin's mouth like the hiss of a poisonous snake, as if he wanted to spit out an evil word.
"Huron, he also deceived us with his brotherhood."
"I already know something about the rebellion."
Soshyan nodded heavily.
The Lamenters Chapter, as a sub-chapter of the Blood Angels, once had 2 battle barges, 9 strike cruisers, and 22 frigates. This void power was stronger than most chapters.
But now, they only have one lonely battle barge and two frigates left.
What caused all this really stemmed from a major rebellion a few years ago.
It is also the largest Astartes rebellion since the Horus Heresy. The person who caused this rebellion is really the Huron in Malakin's mouth-the Chapter Master of the Star Claw Chapter, Truv.
Huron.
This rebellion broke out in m41.901 and ended completely in 912, which happened to be the year when the Astral Knights were destroyed on the World Engine.
The cause of the rebellion stemmed from Huron's dictatorial rule in the Maelstrom Sector and his resistance to the tithe. The High Lords of Terra could not tolerate a chapter challenging the authority of the empire, so a large-scale rebellion lasted for more than ten years.
The war broke out.
This war involved dozens of Astartes chapters, some of which were motivated by defending the dignity of the Astartes and their allies (Compared to Abaddon, Huron is really called the timely rain, brother Gongmei,
Before the rebellion, he was famous for his hospitality and was able to win over some war groups), joined the Huron camp and fought against the war groups loyal to Terra.
The Weepers are just such a war group that unfortunately is on the wrong team.
This wrong alignment brought them to a tragic end. In 909, the chapter encountered an ambush while fighting the Minotaur Chapter. The main fleet was almost wiped out. One of the two battle barges, the Storm Daughter,
The number was taken away.
In desperation, the wailer had no choice but to surrender.
After the war, statistics showed that they had less than 300 soldiers left.
The reason why they are on the wrong team is very sad and ridiculous. Since the Chapter was established during the establishment of the Cursed Army, it has always been ostracized by other Chapters and Imperial forces, and has not received any fair treatment. Only Huron
I am willing to be brothers with them.
There is no interest tied down, it is purely out of "brotherhood".
It was precisely this desire to be recognized and accepted that deceived them, and eventually they became the opposite of the empire.
The only good thing is that their loyalty to the Empire has never changed, which gave them a chance for redemption after surrendering.
Under the ruling of the Inquisition, most of their property was confiscated and they were punished by going on a hundred-year atonement expedition to the dangerous frontier.
The Atonement Crusade is a common punishment method used by the Empire against the Astartes. The battle group sent to the Astartes will usually be confiscated from their home planet and then go to the most dangerous battle situation. During the expedition, they will not receive any recruits or supplies.
Supplement to above.
This punishment is the best outcome for the Lamenters, because they themselves are a ship-based battle group.
However, the losses in personnel and fleet were still heavy, and what was even more frightening was that the Weeper's already bad reputation became even worse - all the war groups they encountered openly spurned them.
This blow to self-esteem is the source of the mourners' pain.
They remain loyal but cannot be recognized by anyone.