Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Chapter 309: The First Tribe (I)

Danse Macabre; high end carrier Warcraft and the unofficial flagship of the first General of Morte Bianca. She was a sheer two-kilometer-long and was built and improved from a blueprint Rezar had received as a reward during the old world. It had two hundred small guns capable of firing seven-inch bullet shells at 10 rounds per second. It had five death cannons that fire concentrated laser beams of death energy, and one main particle mana cannon that could in theory wipe out half a city as large as Necron in seconds. This was a machine made for destruction and death, and apart from the crew it carried, which mainly comprised of trained airmen and women, it also served as a transport for fifty assault airships or as they were now called, speed cruisers.

Being the first general meant that all of the military answered to her. She was the supreme head of the military while they were a few other generals that were responsible for handling the different divisions. Kitagawa's sister herself was actually in charge of the special mounted Calvary/infantry division called Samurais. She was attached to Lenore at the hip and the two had quite a good relationship, which was why she was also here with Lenore.

They had no plan to go down and take the fight to the wild tribes, they would keep their distance and make sure to bombard them enough that they would have second thoughts about messing with Morte Bianca. Even if this was a preemptive strike, and they were dealing with enemies that had decided to stand against Morte Bianca, they knew that they weren't all dealing with soldiers. There were children, mothers, teenagers, civilians tightly wound with those group of people. Which was why even though it was not an apart of the plan, Lenore was planning on doing a little diplomacy of her own. She would give them a chance, so that they wouldn't force her hands.

Never the less from this day onwards the skies belonged to Morte Bianca, and soon enough she knew the seas would belong to them also, before they make their way for the stars. While a lot of the leaders with ambition had visions of grandeur about making the whole of Elysium their playground, Rezar knew it would never be possible for there to be one supreme power. Elysium was just too big, so big that even earth could only be considered a speck or tiny satellite compared to the planet. It would take a significant amount of power and years for an empire like that to come into fruition. And an empire of that size would have too many problems, and the conflicts will never end because there would too many places for your enemies to hide and you definitely can pleas or take care of everyone when you are literally taking care of everyone.

So the plan was to carve out a place for themselves, a place that could be easily managed and would become a bastion of prosperity and power for ages to come. An empire that could be properly governed and would prosper even if there was a problem of corruption to it. Which was why Rezar had plans of conquering Bahrenburg, and not just its expansive wildlands, but also its lands beyond the canyons of Toromont, to the people whom owned stygian mines that she had to look after, to people who still owned slaves and trampled on the rights of people. That was a part of their plan that she was actually looking forward to the most, but for now they would just focus on being the most supreme power in Bahrenburg.

But Lenore knew an empire built on blood would also fall and choke on its own blood. Rezar knew this, so those Gynaika and her too. So why force was required in some places, Lenore knew there were some cases where she had to let diplomacy lead the way. And this was an attempt on her part to prove that she was more than just the fearsome general that would rain blood and destruction at the behest and command of her husband and king. She could be just as good at diplomacy as Gynaika, even if her own brand would be obviously decidedly different from what that blood sucking leech could come up with.

"First General Lenore! We have just gone past the great plains and are within the borders of the great desert. According to our reports the wild tribe horde is gathered around an oasis 20 kilometers from here. And based on flight speed and weather patterns, we should be there in 3 minutes at our current speed. Should we give the order to prepare for battle?"

"A beast woman, some young rabbit kin with resplendent pink hair spoke up. She was the chief Aviator of the Danse Macabre, and it was a position she had fou7ghytn and clawed for with talents that surpassed others even more qualified than she was. The sekeris were space farers, and there were avians that as beast people were more suited to understanding how to navigate the skies. But Mina here had worked hard to get where she was today. Lenore was i9mpressed by her dedication and hard work, which was why she had chosen the Rabbit kin. Lenore was also trying to groom her to be the commander of the air force, as that was a position that Lenore was temporarily filling until she has found a suitable replacement.

Not to mention despite being a rabbit kin, Mina was extremely ruthless, especially to her competitors and enemies. Lenore had not chosen her out of appreciation for her work ethics, she was chosen for her convictions and the sheer fact that she was a badass with guns and the Egyptian sabre, aka a Khophesh. One of the weapons used by the king himself. the cute and innocent looking rabbit woman was dangerous, and that was what Lenore liked the most about her.

"Prepare the weapons, but have every combatant on standby. I will like to first try a diplomatic approach, even though we came here for blood. We have to consider the lives of the civilians and innocents down there. So let's get them a chance to stand down and surrender, or at the very least a chance to get into diplomatic talks with them. should they prove stubborn, then we will burn them off the face of Elysium and pray for their lost souls." And with that said Lenore turned her head and looked forward out of the control deck of the Danse Macabre, clouds spread out in front of her, and below here, an endless expanse of light golden sands.

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It was a somewhat Tranquil day within the First Tribe. Their nomadic pilgrimage around the Bahrenburg wildlands had taken them from the far south of the Ker wood forest, at a place many have taken to calling the end of the world, to the east of the great deserts, moving in a roundabout way to avoid conflict with other territories, while their numbers grew. At first it started with one tribe being led by a man so charismatic and powerful that it was as if the spirits of the ancestors had come down and possessed him, giving him great power.

Knowledge of him spread to the other tribes, and for the first time since the origin, all of the wild tribes were gathered in one place, and an ancient boon of unity was bestowed upon them. the wild tribes had a king, and with a king it meant they could contend with others for the wildlands, for their home. It was common knowledge that nobody knew the wildlands better than the wild tribes, heck there was a reason why it was called the wild lands after the wild tribes. Before people came down here to create civilization, they had roamed its expanse, slayed its monsters and had been fed of its land. It belonged to them, and now they had a chance to truly claim it and kick everyone else who isn't supposed to be here off it.

This was a belief that they all had unanimously, and it was a conviction they were prepared to die for, every single one of them. lately there has been visitors coming to make alliances with the wild tribe. But the First Tribe had no need for this invaders, they might need the help of the invaders, but when everything is all said and done, the First Tribe will not hesitate to kick them all off their land. It was a good day, and the future was looking up for every single one of them. there was war and blood on the horizon, but above all there was also prosperity, abundance and growth, however.

The horizon began to darken, as an airship of massive proportions appeared, casting an ominous shadow over the soon to be setting sun. and it wasn't along as there were three other such ships along with smaller one following behind it. And for the first time since the First tribe became a whole again, they felt fear... death had coming knocking on their door.