Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"The planet Kalid Market is a planet dedicated to trading slaves and arms. It is also an economic lifeline of the Central Ring. By occupying this place, we can not only obtain sufficient supplies, but also cut off the enemy's supply routes."

"Great idea, leave it to you"

Sigismund looked at his star map, and then began to issue orders, and countless warships quickly moved towards the target.

"Seriously, the Black Temple can be renamed the Black Legion. The biggest difference between them and the Black Legion now is that they lack a braid."

There is a battle barge next to it. As witnesses of this expedition, these Space Marines who were once Abaddon's Hounds Chapter under the Black Legion complained as they looked at the fanatical Black Templar Space Marines in the distance. Now they feel the same as in the black Just like the army, they kill, kill and kill every day.

"How many have been killed?"

"I have 2619 heads here"

"More than you, 3441"

The traditional head counting method of the Black Legion was used reasonably, and these alien heads were very suitable for decoration as trophies.

"This is good? Do you want it?"

The head of an Eldar Seer appeared in the hands of these Space Marines, its long hair looking like a ball of hair.

"This thing? It doesn't look good."

The Eldar's head was thrown aside, but the Night Lord on the side picked up the Eldar's head.

"The eyes are pretty, I want them."

"Take it if you want. I don't like this kind of thing?"

A Space Marine of the Black Legion said as he pressed the head of a lizard man on his power pack.

"I don't like it either. It's so effeminate. I guess the Emperor's Children like it."

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"Moore, look over here for me."

Darth Maul has become a spy next to the slave master, and his strange appearance makes these aliens think that he is with them.

"This damn human emperor has ruined my slave business!"

Bank, the slave owner, shouted as he pulled a rope.

"Now the price of human slaves in the market has skyrocketed. Because of the human empire, it is now hard to buy a human slave for a thousand dollars. On the contrary, the prices of other slaves are also falling."

Bank said, opening a curtain, and then looked at Moore.

"Moore, you saved my life. You can choose one of these Eldar slaves yourself."

"The Eldar? Aren't the Eldar a whole country? Aren't you afraid of angering them?"

"Aggravated? Don't worry, my brother, these are expressly stipulated by the Eldar Empire."

In front of Moore were dozens of hanging female Eldar, their hands tied and hanging here.

"How about it? Are you interested? If so, I'll help you pick one."

Bank said as he moved his hands on one of the Eldar, and the rest also stared at these Eldar.

"Do I need to inspect the goods?"

"The Spirit Empire has pronounced its verdict. Those who betrayed them are traitors and are not under the management of the Spirit Empire. In other words, they can be disposed of at will..."

Bank looked at Moore, but Moore still looked uninterested.

My little brother has a unique taste?

Bank looked at Moore with a wicked smile, and then slowly moved closer to his ear.

"Nanliang, right? It's not like there isn't one."

"Am I that kind of person? I have no desires or desires for these things."

Moore almost couldn't hold back after hearing Bank's words. As a member of the Sith organization, he was already immune to these emotions.

"Forget it, it's boring, let's go. These slaves will be packed and sent to all parts of the galaxy."

Bank threw a bracelet to Moore, and Moore took it.

"This thing is a good self-defense weapon, let's go"

While Bank was not paying attention, Moore had already conveyed the news back to the empire. These slaves would be intercepted by the imperial army on the way, and then the humans inside would be rescued.

"I received an order, there are our people below, don't carry out orbital bombing"

"Just what I wanted. I still need a few damn alien head decorations in my cabinet."

"Begin, let the Emperor's wrath descend on this planet"

Sigismund held a long sword in his hand and looked at the marshals in front of him, and then spoke slowly.

"I understand, Generalissimo"

Thousands of Black Templar Space Marines are ready for battle, and the next battle will break out on this planet.

“For the emperor!!!”

In just a few minutes, the orbital defenses of the planet Kalid Market had been breached, and hordes of Space Marine drop pods were landing.

"Go and defend! Go and defend!"

As one of the top slave owners in Central, Bank's words have absolute say.

By this time, the Imperial forces had broken through the atmosphere, and their air power had been wiped out in just a few minutes.

"Quick! Take the shuttle!"

Moore chose Labanc to escape. He could kill Bank at any time, but he had to take a long-term approach to catch the big fish and drain the number of human slaves in his hands.

"Bank! It's time to pay with your life!"

A tall Kara man broke free from the shackles. This is a brave and fighting race, but its civilization only remains in primitive society, and their fate was doomed the moment they were discovered.

These tall races are particularly suitable for use as war slaves, and they can easily penetrate enemy defenses.

"Bank!"

The Kara brandished its huge fist and hit Bank. At this critical moment, Moore suddenly knocked it down, and then tore out its nervous system alive.

"Come on!"

Bank, who was confused, was pulled into the shuttle by Moore, and the Black Templar fleet successfully allowed them to escape due to the deliberate waterproofing. However, their luck on the ground was not so good.

"Run!"

How could these aliens outrun the speed of explosive bombs? Some aliens who tried to use human slaves as human shields were shot to death together.

"Our order is to kill, and killing is our duty!"

Countless alien soldiers were torn apart while crying. This massacre was not only targeted at these alien soldiers, but also at these slaves.

The mortal auxiliaries landed quickly and quickly took over the battlefield.

"Please! Don't kill us! Don't kill us!"

The alien slaves and human slaves were separated, and two heavy bolters were already set up.

"shooting!"

The alien slaves fell in the hail of bullets, and the surviving human slaves were taken aboard the spacecraft.

"Brothers! Fight in the name of the Emperor! The blood of our enemies will wash away their sinful souls! We will win! And the enemies of the Emperor will die!"

The Emperor's Champion, wielding the Black Sword, leads the charge, while the rest of the Space Marines clear the way, creating space for the Emperor's Champion to fight in single combat.