The speech in the tavern was recorded by a curious bystander and went viral almost immediately. This video proved more effective in mobilizing the public than any official State Church propaganda.
Daniel wasted no time acquiring the video. Seeing Warmaster in the video so passionate and in his element, mobilizing the people's emotions like a pro, Daniel could only sigh that some people were just born for the fight.
In reality, he was just an ordinary college student—mediocre grades, average looks. If nothing unexpected happened, he'd live an ordinary life. But who would've thought this guy had such a strong talent for public speaking?
Enough to give that old devil a run for his money!
Daniel uploaded the tavern speech to the official website. This kind of material was gold for drawing in cloud players and keeping their spirits high. Just as Daniel expected, the video blew up on forums and chat groups, and the number of sign-ups reached a new high.
GuillimanRules: "Ah! Ah! Ah! I want to play too, I want to play too. Emperor, let me serve the Imperium!"
LakeLochness: "Tavern speech! The Third Reich of mankind, right?"
I don't want to be a space marine: "The Third Reich? More like the first Reich with all that beaurocracy"
SpaceKing: "Hey guys, I'm just going to work, and you guys are doing this!!"
Lost Krieg: "If nothing else, loyalty."
Loyalty +1
Loyalty +1
"If it doesn't work, just drop a public test. The kid's pouting already."
"I'm begging for a public beta in blood. Please stop being so rude. I can't take it anymore."
"Something feels a little off upstairs. Seems to be corrupted by Slaanesh."
Forums and chat groups were booming thanks to the video upload. Players who were already in the game expressed their desire to try their hand at public speaking once they logged back on—to become the next Warmaster and lead mankind to glory.
The cloud players once again signed a petition in blood, demanding a public beta.
Daniel, playing the villain, simply dangled the bait for the poor wannabes and split. He turned off the projection and continued to prepare for battle.
After the purge of the nobles, the efficiency of various departments skyrocketed. War preparations were completed at a breakneck pace, with supplies, weapons, and equipment quickly falling into place.
A large number of soldiers were assembled, wearing Tomorrow Type I exoskeleton armor. Compared to the shell armor and laser rifles they used before, it was like trading a slingshot for a cannon. Elite, battle-tested troops wore Tomorrow Type II exoskeleton armor and were equipped with even heavier firepower.
Because the Tyrian Hive lacked the technology to produce Leman Russ tanks and Chimera transports, Magos Theresa gathered many Tech-Priests and used agricultural harvesters and grain transport vehicles as the base to modify a Theresa Tank and a Tyrian Transporter.
This kind of innovation would have been strictly forbidden in the old Imperium, risking swift excommunication from the Mechanicus. But under the guarantee and direct command of Daniel, the Messenger of Omnissiah, Magos Theresa and her team threw out the rulebook and began developing various new pieces of equipment.
"This behavior is a great disrespect to Omnissiah and an offense to the Adeptus Mechanicus," Magos Theresa argued fiercely when she first received Daniel's order.
When Daniel pulled rank as the Messenger of Omnissiah and strictly demanded that all members of the Adeptus Mechanicus must obey, Magos Theresa suddenly became the most active participant.
She even secretly encouraged other priests to propose naming the new tank after her. Because of her contradictory behavior, some players quickly nicknamed her "The Tsundere Tech-Priest"—all bark and no bite.
In reality, it wasn't hard to figure out: Theresa likely longed to reform and innovate to prove her ability. However, years of Mechanicus brainwashing and the many vows she had taken prevented her from taking the plunge.
When Daniel forced her hand as the Omnissiah's messenger, she gladly accepted the coercion, allowing her to break her previous vows and embrace new ideas with a clear conscience.
After multiple rounds of testing, the Theresa Tank and the Tyrian Transport entered production. The factory quickly ramped up production, forming a tank corps and equipping each corps with troop carriers to boost mechanization.
The players were also actively gearing up for the battle.
After Doraemon Workshop completed the production of the first batch of Zaku 01 Titans, Rigby and other players came to inspect them.
Rigby and his companions did not advance to Astartes. Instead, all members chose to strengthen their brain nerves, planning to go the Titan route. This route is expensive and heavily dependent on logistics, and close combat is a serious weakness.
Rigby and his crew were bullish on the idea that the Titan was the future of Warhammer OL. The Imperium had so much advanced technology, and the Guide even had the C'tan AI in his hands.
It was highly likely that a Gundam-class Titan would be created. They imagined themselves driving Gundams, descending onto the battlefield where one shot could wipe out the enemy position, leading to them sweeping the floor and capturing every stronghold.
Not only would they have high output, but they would also look sharp. Those players who were promoted to Astartes, struggling to advance on the ground with swords, axes, and grenade launchers, would be green with envy.
"I suddenly thought of a question," Walt said, looking at the Zaku 01 Titan with a serious expression.
Rigby and the others thought he had found a major flaw and turned to look at him.
"What problem did you find?" asked Doraemon.
"What was Optimus Prime punching out—motor oil or just water?" Walt stroked his chin, acting like a deep thinker. "When Old Zhao gets lonely, he hits Changbanpo. When Optimus Prime gets lonely, does he sign up for Uber?"
Doraemon's eyes widened, Rigby's mouth twitched, and Yuji and the others rolled their eyes.
"You blasted Chosen of Slaanesh!"
"No need to beat around the bush. Call the Imperial Guard and send him to the Black Prison."
"Still in jail? Just load him onto a cargo ship and send him to a star to burn into ashes."
"We asked you to inspect it! What the heck are you thinking about?"
Walt scratched his head. "It's mainly because when I saw the Zaku 01, I thought of Transformers, and then I remembered the classic question on this forum."
Rigby rolled his eyes at him. "Then why can't we? Admit it, you are a Saint of Slaanesh."
Walt felt a little aggrieved. "How can you slander me like this? You know that I am loyal to the Emperor."
"Just yesterday I assisted in the anti-vice campaign and successfully shut down several websites."
"You have skills? And this kind of dedication?" Rigby couldn't help but look at Walt with newfound respect.
Walt looked very proud. "That's right, I pulled up my pants and clicked on the website to report it."
"You're shameless!"
"Total scum!"
"I wouldn't touch you with a ten-foot pole!"
The banter continued for a while. Rigby and the others took possession of the Zaku 01s they had ordered and performed the neural link.
After testing and confirming everything was shipshape, Rigby paid Doraemon the balance and asked him to send the Titans to the transport deck. Transport ships there were already waiting to airdrop the Titans to the battlefield.
With preparations all but complete, Daniel drafted the final notice on his console.
Notice of the Great Counterattack
After a period of preparation, we have assembled a strong enough force. We will wage war on the enemy in the Emperor's name and utterly annihilate all rebels.
The Warband Mission System has been opened. Warband leaders can now choose to receive missions. Individual players can receive missions from Major General Faraday or other authorized officers.
+++Daily Thought: He is the light in our darkness, unquestionable+++
**
After sending the notification to all players, Daniel walked onto the bridge, sat on the captain's throne, and issued orders.
"Move to the sky above the Anas Hive City. Have each artillery unit assemble and refill the macro cannons, and wait for the signal from the ground forces to immediately launch an orbital bombardment."
The Anas Hive is second only to the Tyrian in size and was the first to fall to the cultists. It's located in the northern hemisphere, backed by continuous mountains, making it easy to defend. Because the cultists had been planning for a long time and had the help of evil Warp energy, they captured the Anas Hive relatively easily. Consequently, its facilities, Void Shield, and industrial chain are intact.
In other words, the Anas Hive is the rebels' main base of operations. Taking the Anas Hive is the death knell for the rebels.