Chapter 354 Negotiation
Fu Qinghai did not maintain this embarrassing posture, but stood up, lowered his head and looked at Sarahmand quietly.
"Wait a moment!"
Saramand took the initiative to speak.
She also stood up and raised her hand to signal the pterosaur cavalry to stay calm and not act rashly. The nearly two-meter-tall Howling Banshee took off the banshee mask that was torn in half, stood in front of Fu Qinghai, and looked up at the Space Marine without a helmet.
His appearance had hardly changed. Even by the standards of the Eldar, he was handsome. However, his temperament and aura had become more calm and reserved. Compared to the brave and resourceful warrior he once was, he now looked more like a general commanding an army. The only thing that hadn't changed was the scar on his nose.
Saramand's appearance had not changed much.
It was still the same as what Fu Qinghai had seen in the prison at the bottom of the Word Bearers transport ship, with no trace of time on his face. Time seemed to have lost its meaning for these space elves whose lifespans could easily reach a thousand years and could even be reincarnated.
"Qingshan, I want to talk to you."
Saramand said softly.
"Khan, we are approaching your location and saw a group of wild elves riding pterosaurs. Do you want to..."
Qiao Shida's voice rang out in the communication channel.
"Wait a minute, Old Joe, don't fire just yet."
Fu Qinghai stared into Sarahmand's eyes and said.
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"That's the situation, Aoyama."
Sarah Mander said.
At this moment, an open space in the jungle, covered with yellow, black and brown dead leaves, temporarily served as a negotiation area. The Howling Banshees and the Space Marines sat cross-legged facing each other, with two gangs of Eldar warriors and Space Marines standing behind them, staring at them covetously.
A jet motorcycle was hovering nearby, a giant pterosaur was hanging upside down on a tree trunk, and the two gangs were standing behind their respective leaders, with their arms folded across their chests, stern expressions, and glaring at each other from time to time. The atmosphere could not be called tense, but it was not harmonious or friendly either.
"We respect the human empire's sovereignty over this planet. We have no intention of invading your territory. We just need to retrieve that thing. Once we get it, we will leave immediately. I promise you, Qingshan."
Sarah Mander said seriously and sincerely.
The Savage Eldar warrior who could speak Low Gothic next to him seemed to be disgusted by the noble daughter of the prophet's servility in front of humans. He curled his lips and said,
"This planet was originally the virgin world of our Eldar. Look at what it has become after being ruined by these people..."
"Shut up, Linton!"
The howling banshee turned around and shouted.
Saramand was really impressed. These arrogant and stupid barbaric relatives, who had no idea what was going on, had to mention the Virgin World, making humans suspicious? Were these antiques still living in the Eldar Empire?
What good would it do to anger humans?
In many original novels, the Human Empire was beaten up every day, and was in trouble every other day, which made many people often overlook a fact - even after the Horus Heresy, even in the face of various internal and external troubles, the Human Empire was still the strongest force in the Warhammer 40K universe, the real leader of the galaxy, and was not inferior to the two major background forces of the Necrons and the Tyranids.
In terms of standing army alone, the Empire of Man has four major military series: Space Marines, Adeptus Mechanicus, Imperial Guards, and Imperial Navy. In addition, there are four minor military series: Custodians, Sisters of Silence, Sisters of Battle, and Planetary Defense Forces.
Sarah Mander is right to be respectful and cautious.
The arrogant and indifferent elf girl back then has now matured a lot.
Fu Qinghai smiled.
He is a reincarnation, so he would not misunderstand that the Eldar have any territorial intentions towards the planet Kaelnak III. Normally speaking, the Ark Eldar would not invade planets under the control of the Human Empire, because their reproduction and every aspect of life depend on the core of the Ark World - the Infinite Circuit.
"First, I need to know what the 'thing' you are talking about is. Only on this basis can we make further decisions, whether to go to war or to form an alliance."
Fu Qinghai said seriously.
He and Sarahmand had a life-long friendship. He had saved Sarahmand's life, and Sarahmand had also saved his life. But personal feelings were personal feelings. The two men now represented different forces behind them, and everything had to be made clear.
"I'm sorry, Aoyama."
Sarah Mander shook her head.
"To be honest, I don't know what that thing is, but I know that it is very important to the Savage Eldar of Sepalil. It is an ancient sacred object of the Eldar."
"snort."
Qiao Shida uttered a heavy snort of dissatisfaction.
Satfaran and Kalamanda did not speak.
"Um..."
Fu Qinghai fell into deep thought.
Saramand might not have lied, because when Kalamanda interrogated the Savage Eldar woman, she also didn't know what the "thing" was that the tribe was looking for. She only knew that it was a sacred object or relic that was very important to the Eldar.
"Every word I said is true, Qingshan."
Saramand's tone and expression were somewhat anxious. The Savage Eldar at the temple were facing siege by the Kroot people and were still waiting for support, while Qingshan here was reluctant to make a decision.
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"What, we want to form an alliance with the Eldar?"
Saroyan Skarsson said in disbelief.
"It's not an alliance, it's just a coordinated operation."
Fu Qinghai said,
"I will go there first with the jet bike troops, and you and your Thunder Wolf Cavalry will lead two Imperial Guards to arrive later and surround the temple. No one can leave there without my permission...including the Eldar and the Kroot."
When he said the last sentence, Fu Qinghai looked at Saroyan deeply.
"I see."
The red-haired warrior narrowed his eyes and nodded.
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Scales, claws and serrated fangs rushed towards the Kroot like a wave of spray. Twenty velociraptors formed a line and charged towards the Howling Dragon Riders.
They wield wraithbone spears, sharp arrowheads pierced with scrollwork, handmade amulets dangle from the shackles of their raptor mounts, leather harnesses weave across scaly muzzles and end in flared nostrils and hooked teeth.
This is a collision between two alien cavalry types.
The hooked teeth of the Deinonychus were smashed to pieces by the iron fist of the Kroot Ape. This ferocious beast of the Kroot people stood up with the rider on its back, raised its fists high, its muscles twitching, and then smashed them hard on the head of the dinosaur cavalry.
"Crack, hiss", vertebrae burst, cartilage torn, and the Velociraptor fell down with a wail of pain.
The Deinonychus' muscular chest was protected by a bony thorax, twin dart launchers protruded from its jaw like fangs, serrated blades made of some kind of carnivore's teeth were embedded in the joints of its limbs and the bone armor of its spine, and a large sickle made of calcium was mounted on its twitching tail.
The giant beast bit a Kroot around the waist. This Kroot Shaper was particularly strong and had a green complexion, as if he had eaten many orcs. However, his entire upper body was trapped in the damp and dark mouth, being chewed, rolled up, and swallowed, just like the Kroot devoured the flesh and blood of other creatures.
The killing and fighting continued.
The Savage Eldar set up a defense line around the temple, and the Dinosaur Cavalry charged back and forth on the square and stairs of the temple. The Roaring Dragon Cavalry and the Kroot Ape Beasts were different from the biochemical warhorses of Krieg and Attila, as they could both climb and advance on complex terrain.
In an instant, the entire battlefield was filled with blood and flesh flying everywhere, teeth, scales, bones, bast, blood... The cavalry war between the two alien races was comparable to that of primitive humans.
The Deinonychus bred from generation to generation by the Savage Eldar and the Howling Dragons that have been continuously evolved by the Kroot are both fierce and agile bipedal mounts. The only difference is that one has a large mouth with fangs like a reptile, and the other has a serrated beak like a bird.
But they are all deadly.
After the beast riding competition, the rider competition came next. The Eldar and the Kroot had very similar body shapes, with an average height of about two meters. They were both lean, agile, yet powerful.
Both are races with very strong innate physical fitness. The Eldar warriors pursue the cultivation path of the God of War Cain and have superb killing skills. The Kroot pursue the carnivorous instinct in their genes and have rich hunting experience. It can be said that they are well-matched and talented.
There is only one difference.
The Eldar's star dart weapons are far more powerful than the Kroot's hook rifles. This is why the Kroot have not been able to capture the temple despite the huge difference in numbers.
A Kroot Shaper stands at the top of a hill.
At his crotch was a giant roaring dragon with red and white patterns. This old and strong Kroot had long stubble on his head that had turned gray and faded. His sharp yellow eyes swept across the battlefield, then he turned his head and glanced at the Chaos Space Marine beside him.
Kroot Shaper said in a bad tone:
"De Han, are you just going to stand here and watch the warriors of our tribe die one by one?"
"When the time is right, I will strike."
The dark apostle of the Word Bearers named "De Han", riding a Khorne steel bull, replied indifferently.
This Khorne Steel Bull was particularly large, larger than two ordinary Khorne Steel Bulls combined. The brass armor it was wearing had turned black red, as if it had been repeatedly stained with blood. Gunpowder smoke kept spewing out of the bull's nose, and its four huge hooves were stomping the ground impatiently, with bloodthirsty red light shooting out of its eyes.
"Humph, the Savage Eldar and the Orks are fine, but you never told us that we would encounter Space Marines. Your intelligence is full of loopholes, and the so-called oracle is nothing more than that."
The Kroot Shaper continued to accuse.
Just at this moment.
In the sky, the sound of flapping wings was heard.
A pterosaur, its skin hand-painted ochre-yellow, swooped into the Kroot formation, snatched up a Kroot Carnivore like a bird of prey grabbing a mouse, and flew into the air carrying the struggling warrior.
The pterosaur rider leaned over the saddle almost upside down and unleashed fire on the Kroot with two shuriken pistols. The pterosaur then threw the Kroot from the air onto the stone slab in the center of the square.
With a "pop", it fell into pieces.
The Dark Apostles and Kroot Shapers saw more pterosaur cavalrymen and formed a "V" formation, quickly approaching the temple battlefield and tilting their bodies to prepare for a dive.
"Here they come!"
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(End of this chapter)