Chapter 539: Indomitable Expedition, Start!
It doesn’t matter what the Emperor feels. What matters is that the entire galaxy has heard this Declaration of Independence, and the Second Empire has completely established itself on the galactic stage.

Hogg, who was standing next to Guilliman, raised his right arm and pointed it diagonally toward the sky. With a somewhat interesting gesture, he shouted at the millions of soldiers below:
"Soldiers of the Second Empire, no matter where you were before, no matter whether you were rebellious or loyal, time will prove everything. I will give you a new chance.

The glory of the Great Crusade will not fade, and the shame of the Heresy will not be forgotten. Everything that happened before has left its mark on you, but do you really want to be imprisoned by this mark for the rest of your life?"

Among you are traitors who have been despised for thousands of years, lonely people who have been bullied by the parliament, and orphans who wanted to serve the empire but were frustrated and were eventually exiled to the frontier and became interstellar pirates.

We want to live, we want to bask in the sunshine openly, we want to break this cage, let mankind revive again, and make the empire great again!

But what is the truth? After the Chaos conspiracy, the huge force that was supposed to destroy the aliens and sweep across the galaxy was divided, like brothers in the same family turning against each other, and completely falling into the quagmire of internal friction.

With the incompetent witch Bacon turning a blind eye at the top and the corrupt and lawless High Lords' Council at the bottom, the empire has become a terminally ill and corrupt giant.

The shame of ten thousand years ago will not disappear, but now we still have a chance. As long as we win this expedition, everything will go as we wish, the empire will be saved, and you will also wash away your ten thousand years of shame.

In this critical moment, the Second Empire will surely save the world from collapse and make mankind great again!
"Follow my command, and join me in attacking Terra and clearing out the tyrants!"

"Long live the Second Empire!"

The roar shook the earth. Every Space Marine had their own ideals and reasons for joining the Second Empire, whether it was to find their own Primarch or to wash away the shame of thousands of years and start a new life. But at this moment, they gathered together under the flag of the Second Empire.

This scene was also transmitted to every corner of the galaxy through the Khala network. Guilliman's confused face, against the backdrop of many Primarchs, appeared so majestic and powerful.

Seeing Omega, who was holding a camera, making a gesture to him, Hogg took out a golden battle robe and put it on Guilliman, congratulating him:

"Your Majesty, it's cold, put on this cloak quickly."

Looking at the brothers around him who were excited and shouting, Guilliman smiled bitterly and said:
"Hogg, you guys are causing me so much trouble!"

If it weren't for the fact that Guilliman couldn't suppress his smile, Hogg might have really believed it. He would have replied to this pretentious bastard in a low voice:
"Don't try to persuade me to leave. Don't I know what kind of person you are? Smile quickly. This is Galaxy Live. Whether we can get up or not depends on this one."

As a natural born political animal, Guilliman instantly got into the mood, showing his signature perfect smile in front of the camera. With the shining golden laurel wreath behind him, he looked like a living king.

Seeing Guilliman getting into shape, several Primarchs gathered together, and Dorn even asked in a low voice with a look of pity on his face:
"Hogg, isn't it a bad idea for us to trick him like this? I feel like his future will be miserable."

"You are talking nonsense," Mortarion, who had seen through everything, narrowed his eyes and pointed at Dorn's head, shouting:

"In order to have a legitimate reason to fight, the Second Empire must have an emperor, and Guilliman is just the right size. The rebellion was caused by him, and he is atonement. If you pity him, you can take over the position of emperor. I promise to be the first to agree." "Ah, forget it. I'm not the kind of person who shows up in public. The position of Warmaster is very suitable for me. By the way, why don't you guys want any positions? Didn't we agree to become officials and make a fortune?"

Hogg quickly turned Dorne's head. In the previous rewards, even Abaddon got the position of deputy war commander. Basically, everyone was promoted, but only the four of them had idle positions. As for why, it can only be said that the Filial Piety Alliance has been ahead of them for ten thousand years.

With the oath completed, the Second Empire began full-scale action. A total of 120 million Space Marines were divided into three large joint legions, launching the Second Empire's first Western Expedition, targeting the Solar Star Region where Holy Terra was located.

And the great Emperor of the Second Empire, His Majesty Robert Guilliman, will also lead the way on the Macragge's Glory, leading the powerful boys of the Second Empire to carry out this grand and unyielding expedition.

As for the Black Watch, they returned to their old business, and under the guidance of the Eldar led by Cordelia, they provided logistical supplies to the expedition fleet through the Webway.

Perhaps because of the galactic live broadcast, the High Lords Council finally reacted and issued an order for the front-line world to fight to the death in just one week.

He even sent people to communicate with the Primarch for the first time, hoping that these demigods could resist the rebellion and repel Guilliman's Black Crusade.

If it had been ten thousand years ago, the Primarchs might have believed it. After all, this was the empire they had worked so hard to build. However, in ten thousand years of power struggles, all the Primarchs had lost confidence in these corrupt bureaucrats and no longer paid attention to even their little moves, only concentrating on resisting the Chaos offensive.

In addition, the communication had been completed in advance, and several primarchs knew what the ultimate goal of the Second Empire was. Could it be that they would just go over and fight each other and let these insects continue to live?

But in order to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan, the Primarchs did not say much and immediately agreed to the parliament's request, assembling the legions to rush to the front line, and even all the defense forces in the Solar Star Region were withdrawn.

In response, Regent Angron explained that the enemy was too brutal and that without sufficient troops, they would be unable to resist the attack. Such rebels must be dealt with severely.

As for whether the parliament believed it or not, Angron himself believed it anyway. He simply handed all power to the Terra nobles and ran away with all the legions.

The Council of High Lords, which instantly gained all the power of the Empire, wished that the Primarchs would leave as soon as possible, especially Mortarion and Angron, who had been fighting with them openly and secretly for thousands of years.

Power makes people crazy, perhaps there is also the influence of Tzeentch, but no one cares now. A carnival feast called power has been set off from Terra, attracting countless hyenas who have heard the news, and everyone wants to tear a piece of meat from this feast.

Looking at the empty palace again, the Emperor sighed deeply. Although his final goal was achieved and he did make all the Primarchs unite to work for him for nothing, he just couldn't be happy. He always felt like he was being fooled, and the worst thing was that he was the one who fooled him.

"I hope that Hogg will give me some face. After all, I am his father!"

(End of this chapter)