Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 245 Chapter 110: A small victory, and the battlefield on the other side
"The battlefield here no longer belongs to mortals..."

Seeing the planetary atmosphere being pierced by the light spear and causing shock waves visible to the naked eye on the surface, Calvin moved his gaze to the two wings of the continental plate, and decided to allocate the deployment of the Star Militarum to these edge positions.

After this order was issued, he also turned around and led the team to the ground.

When the Titan Legion officially stepped into the battlefield, the protagonists here were no longer Astartes warriors.

These Mek-god avatars that walk the land wield their god-like power with reckless abandon.

Even if their heavy footsteps are treated with layers of cushioning equipment, they can still easily crush all the cornerstones under their feet, and easily penetrate the ground to a depth of 3 meters;

The heavy artillery, which is larger than the body of the heaviest armored vehicle, can annihilate all living creatures tens of kilometers away and within hundreds of square meters with just one shot.

The same is true for the ancient giants of the orcs. Their individual strength is weaker than that of the titans of the empire, but the number of multiples makes up for the gap between the two legions.

Massive amounts of energy are fired alternately above the battlefield, making each other's shields into specific physical forms, and at the same time turning the friendly forces under their feet into fly ash.

Pieces of Mekhan guards and the small force fields on them turned into molten iron, and countless orc boys turned into fly ash.

Thousands of Astartes warriors moved to the periphery of the battlefield in time, and under the beams of divine punishment that fell intermittently from the orbit, there was no room for mortal auxiliary troops to participate here.

Under the leadership of the Titan Legion Consul, the Legion Strike Group composed of 9 Titans is marching forward.

The oncoming ancient giants were destroyed outside their range, and the rare brigade assembled was also reduced to powder under the power of a single salvo of macro cannons in orbit to rot for dozens of miles.

The battlefield on the two wings continued, and the Astartes changed places to continue to confront the orc sea in front of them.

Because of the distance between each other, the wars here may cause fewer casualties but are more tragic.

The fighter jets in the atmosphere formed a fleet like two dark clouds of flying insects. Every second when they were entangled with each other and shot at each other, countless dead fell from the sky.

The staggered artillery fire in the sky was so dense that it was suffocating, and the fire rain from both sides collided in the sky every time. After the shells bit each other, they turned into twisted steel, and then turned into red meteors in a molten state and fell from the sky.

The Astartes are enduring unprecedented tests and suffering unprecedented casualties.

The tactical characteristics brought about by their different backgrounds were brutally smoothed out on such an intense battlefield;
The high-intensity firepower exchange and the frontal engagement without fault tolerance make them seem to return to the basic functions of the basic units in the era of the Great Expedition.

In that era, the Astartes known as the Emperor's Angels were nothing more than cannon fodder on the battlefield.

In a few hours of collision, the Emperor's angels cost hundreds of casualties;

And the damage they caused to the orcs was even more immeasurable. The green corpses of the orcs were like a huge creep blanket, covering the entire battlefield of more than ten kilometers with their own green and the scorched black brought by the bullets.

The seemingly never-ending hordes of beasts finally began to retreat, and the Astartes, who had swung their weapons a thousand times, were also rarely exhausted and lost the ability to pursue.

The battle has been divided in the middle of the battlefield, and the orc armored legion has been wiped out.

After paying two War Dogs and being destroyed, and one Predator Titan being seriously injured, the remaining seven Titan Legion, led by Warlord Titan, strode over the enemy's corpse and pursued further away.

Until this moment, the star realm army, as mortals, had the qualifications to set foot in the center of the battlefield.

They were sent to clear the battlefield of hidden orc remnants and retrieve possible survivors.

In the farther sky, there are fighter planes flying across the sky, and under the cover of the empty head pods that rained down from the sky, they started the final pursuit war against the orcs on this planet.

The Astartes began to assemble as a whole team, supported by the stormbirds that landed in groups from the sky, after a little replenishment, they had to rush to the battlefield on another planet.

"Is there any new order from the High Command?"

Arnold, who is now the Master Chief, asked his new boss, Hudson, the third company commander of the Revenant Angels.

The Angel of the Dead has participated in the war since the beginning of the Orpheus war, and is already considered an old force known and respected by most allies on the battlefield.

On the condition of a basic ship battle group, they extended a helping hand to Orps so generously, and continued to invest in troops for decades, deeply moved all the Orps who knew the situation here.

When Calvin ascended to the top and shouted, they even sent two precious companies to respond to the battle on the basis of the original company that was disabled.

It is conceivable that when the smoke of Orpheus clears, neither the empire represented by Calvin nor the Orpheus sector itself will be stingy with giving these warriors a generous reward.

"not at all……"

Hubbard replied without looking up, he was concentrating on counting the seed recovery information sent by the pharmacist.

This battle caused him to lose more than a dozen elite veterans in his hands, but there were less than ten seeds that he had the chance to recover.

"What are you worried about? The battlefield over there?"

Hudson looked up from the data pad on his left arm, looking at the unresponsive Arnold.

Arnold nodded and continued to organize his equipment.

After the battle, the power armor on his body was damaged in several places beyond his repair ability, and he needed to report it to the mechanical sergeants and craftsmen on the base ship for timely maintenance.

"Have some confidence in that lord. No news at this time is the best news."

Hudson's longer service has made it easier for him to understand the nature of the battlefield. If there is news of an emergency deployment of troops there at this time, it means that there has been an unplanned change in the battle...

In fact, this is indeed the case. In the attack on the planetary defense system of the two wings, the attack on the other planet is later than here.

But compared with the sudden drop of large-scale corps here and the appearance of the Titan Legion, it was quite deserted there.

From the beginning of the war to the present, starting with the first wave of ground strikes, the entire battlefield has fallen into an eerie silence except for the initial hustle and bustle.

That's right, when the orcs on another planet, led by the great warlord, swarmed towards the cans that humans landed on the plain.

What greeted them was not a joyful and exciting big fuck, let alone a feeling full of Waaaaaaah as expected.

In the sky here, the human shrimps did not drop a lot of cans and bigger cans like they did next door.

Under the cover of orbital gunfire, all they could see was a huge black anti-gravity pod and a black Titan standing at the door of the pod.

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(End of this chapter)