Soshyan was a little surprised by Trajan's face. He originally thought he would be similar to Valyrian in elegance and nobility, but in fact, the marshal of the imperial army had stiff lines, his face was a bit broken due to many scars, and his complexion was obvious.
He has a light gray color that is very common in Terra, with thin lips, a broad nose, short muscular hair and a short beard that surrounds his lips and chin.
He is the current Marshal of the Imperial Guard, Trajan Valoris!
"Hello, Marshal Valoris, it's a great honor to meet you."
According to Velez, the Marshal of the Custodes had a thousand other names, each of which was engraved on the phlogopite armor, but he was generally called Valoris out of standard etiquette.
Some of his other titles are more commonly used in public situations - although this one has rarely appeared in public.
Although he is not an official member of the current High Lords Council, no one would question that he is the closest to the Emperor's personal representative.
"Leader Alexei, you brought us many surprises as soon as you arrived."
The voice of the Marshal of the Forbidden Army was low and rich, and his tone was slow, as if every word had been carefully thought out.
"No one can break through surveillance and come to the Tower of Overlord so easily."
Soshyan helplessly spread his hands.
"This is not what I thought."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Trajan's rock-like meticulous face, and then he walked aside, and at the same time, a weapons rack rose from the ground, with a gorgeous spear on it.
"For people like us, being able to fulfill our mission is a blessing, so I envy you very much."
Soshyan blinked.
"I am not quite sure what you mean."
"Even if a thousand worlds fall, it is not worth mentioning in our eyes, do you understand? There is only one thing that can make us care - and that is to be able to carry out His grand will."
As he said that, the Marshal of the Forbidden Army sighed softly.
"He no longer communicates with us in earthly language, but His thoughts may be known from the determination of those servants who carry out His thoughts, and He has chosen you, Soshyan Alexey, no matter what
Whether it’s this expedition or everything that happens in the palace, we all know which hand is in charge.”
"The Forbidden Army can also execute His will. Ten thousand years have passed. Do you really want everyone to stay here all the time? The Maelstrom Expedition was successful, but the Empire is still very dangerous. I believe you can see that the Empire has been in great danger in the recent past.
Hundreds of years of military operations have rarely been successful. The offensives of heretics and aliens are becoming more and more fierce. One day there will be enemies that cannot be defeated by the existing battle groups alone. I personally think that it is time for the Imperial Guards.
It should play a powerful role.”
"Your first duty is to the Empire, so your statement is very convincing, but our first duty is to the Emperor, and we are his guardians."
"I'm just expressing my personal opinion."
Trajan waved the weapon in his hand and looked at Soshyan.
"Come, let me see what the greatest Astartes in the Empire look like now."
Soshyan turned his head. The weapon placed on the shelf raised beside him was no different from the spear in Trajan's hand. He stroked the blade hanging under the heavy bolter at the end of the metal handle, and realized
This is not a training weapon, but a practical weapon.
"This is a dangerous challenge, Marshal Trajan."
Soshyan's voice was low and steady. He didn't hold the weapon immediately, but he didn't refuse either.
"I heard that you sometimes use a strange long weapon on the battlefield. Doesn't this suit your hand?"
“Not bad.”
Holding the middle end of the spear tightly, Soshyan turned around and pointed the spearhead at the ground.
With the cold sunlight shining through the window, his face seemed to be carved from granite.
In this silent moment, the two of them looked at each other, just like two knights checking the layout of the battlefield and the opponents they were about to face before charging into battle.
The almost stagnant air was suddenly cut by thunder. The two men suddenly stepped forward almost at the same time, stabbing out the spears in their hands, pointing directly at the opponent in front of them.
Soshiyang moved sideways to dodge, and at the same time, he swung his backhand and slashed the opponent's head with his spear. Not to be outdone, Trajan tilted his head and let the opponent's spear pass by with a slight difference.
While taking away a few hairs, he held the spear tightly with both hands and hit Soshyan hard on the abdomen. Soshyan turned around and speared, and the spearhead and the spear shaft made a deafening collision sound.
For a moment, Soshyan felt that the spear in his hand was almost knocked away by the force. The power of this forbidden army marshal was really amazing, even more powerful than some demons he encountered.
Soshyan took advantage of the force and took a few steps back. Suddenly the spearhead was raised and slashed towards the opponent's crotch. Trajan twisted around and poked the spear to the ground, holding Soshyan back.
The moment when the two sides' offensives paused, Trajan smiled slightly, then changed the gesture of holding the spear, and the moment he opened Soshyan's spear, the spear in his hand went straight to the opponent's door, with momentum like a rainbow, like a line.
Coming through the sky like a silver dragon.
However, Soshiyang's expression remained unchanged. His spear flicked upwards, creating a stream of light in the air and meeting the silver dragon head-on. A shocking loud noise erupted in an instant, and even the surrounding flower windows trembled slightly.
The spear passed between the two people, bursting out with dazzling starlight and sparks. The two people were constantly moving forward, backward, and blocking, sometimes thrusting, sometimes dodging, and it seemed that the winner could not be determined.
At this time, both of them showed speed and strength that amazed each other. As the spears danced, they emitted ear-piercing sonic booms due to their excessive speed. Lightning-like attacks criss-crossed in the air, constantly moving in order to find the other's weaknesses. Both sides
They are all very proficient in the use of spears. They are very flexible in dodging and counterattacking. Their moves are varied and every move in attack and defense is full of power.
In the eyes of ordinary people, perhaps this is not a contest, but two giant beasts fighting, which makes people feel frightened.
After a few rounds, they took a few steps back in surprise, their eyes shining with a light they had never seen before.
Then, they fought together again.
This time Soshyan tried his best——
When the two were about to collide, he suddenly stepped back, and at the same time, the spear in his hand spun, and instantly switched to a sweeping posture, attacking the opponent's lower body.
Soshyan's speed was so fast that Trajan's expression tensed up instantly. He knew that if he was hit by this blow, he would probably be knocked down immediately, so he tried his best to turn his body to the right to avoid the attack.
At the same time, Fang's spear stabbed directly into the opponent's chest.
But before he could regain his footing, Soshyan suddenly changed direction and jerked upward.
Click!
There was a violent impact, and Trajan took a few steps back, his hand holding the spear trembling slightly.
And Soshyan's spearhead was already pressed against his chest——