Emperor's Bane

Chapter 13 Dawn Redemption ([-])

"Enemy attack!"

Phryx, known as the 【City Breaker】, roared out at the top of his voice with all his might.

But even if it was a cry that was enough to smash the city wall, it disappeared into the more terrifying torrents around him in an instant.

The loud noise of shells and energy beams tore through the air, and beat against the Iron Warriors' defense lines and trenches like raging waves. As far as Flix could see, there were huge armored units of the Red Dragon Legion, and There are those rebel flags that are depicted distorted.

In the face of the rolling iron stream composed of armor, artillery, fighter planes and mechanized troops, even the will of the Astartes is so weak.

Doomblade, Rhino armored personnel carrier, Executioner tank, Chimera armored vehicle, and the Commander missile vehicle and Hydra anti-aircraft self-propelled gun looming at the end of his vision.

Flix distinguished the attacker's equipment, looked down at the bolter in his hand, and thought of the 150mm gun that had just been dragged out of the warehouse. He only felt his teeth sore that it made people panic.

Afterwards, the strange noise in the air caught Flix's attention again. He raised his head, only to see about two squadrons of Thunderhawks speeding towards his defense line.

"……Grass."

Is this really the firepower that a mere planetary defense force should have?

But Iron Warrior knew that he was not qualified to complain more, because the sound of artillery fire on his left, that is, the western suburbs of Carena City, had not stopped until now, and his genetic father Perturabo was sitting there. , facing the craziest attack spearhead of the Red Dragon Army.

"Air defense firepower!"

Phryx used roars to convey his orders, because his communicator was already occupied by chaotic gunshots and shouts, and he couldn't adjust the slightest order.

After all, without waiting for a reply, he raised his gun, dodged and left the hiding spot, fired three shots in a row, and then quickly hid under the tower on the other side.

Accompanied by his gunshots, a heavy weapons team on the other side who was constantly tilting their firepower fell silent in an instant, and behind them, the commander of the Executioner Tank fell directly on top of his own vehicle, his head The whole thing has exploded.

Flix didn't stop for a moment for his precise marksmanship, he got up quickly, and moved away from his previous position in a few breaths, while behind him, the belated revenge firepower of the Red Dragon Legion had already wiped out the whole area. The land was plowed again.

The city breaker retreated all the way, easily crushing or dodging the rocks on the road, and at the same time constantly hitting back. Amid the continuous ringing of the bolt guns, the vanguard of the Red Dragon Legion fell into the dust one after another.

After running for about 100 meters, Flix jumped straight into the position that had just stood up. More than twenty Iron Warriors were scattered among the trenches and ruins, blocking the intersection in front of them.

But at this moment, the anti-aircraft firepower loyal to the Empire began to show its power. The city breaker watched as the leading Thunderhawk was hit directly and exploded in the air. After making ugly arcs, he went back home.

But the defeat in the air did not dispel the crazy will of the attackers. With the sound of rumbling tracks knocking down small buildings, hundreds of well-equipped red dragon soldiers appeared in Phryx's eyes. Facing those terrifying war behemoths, they suppressed the Iron Warriors' positions with thunderstorm-like steel barrages.

Just like its name, the Red Dragon Army's offensive looks like a giant dragon, seemingly unstoppable. They completely ignore the consumption of supplies, and carefully burn every piece of land in front of them with shells and fire.

Compared with the rich and powerful attackers, the Iron Warriors are much more cautious in their counterattacks. Phryx and his men carefully calculate the ammunition at hand, and each of their blows will take away one of the craziest opponents. Carefully count every heavy firepower.

Under the control of the Sons of Perturabo, even the old artillery continued to spit out the most deadly flames, turning the Red Dragon Army's advancing vanguard tanks into flaming torches, completely blocking the sight. Then, the Iron Warriors cleared the field with bullets, chainsaws, and even fists, until the last enemy who shouted the name of Sitan fell.

Flix looked around the entire position and his team for the first time, making sure that none of his soldiers had fallen, and then he touched his waist.

There's only one clip left in there.

Before the Iron Warrior could lament about his current poverty, he heard the harshest sound. Frykes looked up, only to see those displaying Commander-type missile vehicles and Hydra-type anti-aircraft self-propelled guns There was a deafening noise from the place, and directly above them, two squadrons of Thunderhawks had already returned.

This time, they were extremely determined.

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For the Iron Warriors, the battle was far from easy.

Although thanks to Magnus' timely reminder, Perturabo and his heirs were not unprepared, but the pace of the invaders was indeed faster than they imagined.

Less than 10 to [-] minutes after Perturabo issued the order to evacuate the residents outside the city, the first batch of air strikes from the Red Dragon Army appeared on the skyline, followed by torrents of steel all over the mountains and plains, and the most elite Behind the armored troop, there are even more fanatical followers of [Sons of Sitan]. They rode a privately modified armed truck, shouted crazy slogans, and flocked one after another to the temporary defense line of the Iron Warriors.

The Lord of Steel allowed his sons to temporarily give up the line of defense in this war, because he was deeply aware that if the thousands of Steel Warriors in Carena City with only light firepower were allowed to confront the armored troops head-on, it would be a useless battle. There was no suspense in the massacre, even if there was the Thousand Sons Legion's raid, Perturabo would not throw his legion into this mortal hell.

Because this was just a disaster relief activity, those big guys who made the Fourth Legion proud were naturally placed on the fleet staying in low-earth orbit, and Perturabo did not follow the usual habit of letting his heirs They built the city of Carena into an unfallen fortress, and all of this constitutes the current crisis: After barely dispersing the outermost refugees, the Iron Warriors can only use the only bolters and individual weapons , dealing with the continuous armored army in the ruins of the city, while protecting the civilians, while constantly evacuating towards the central defensive circle with the [Salimavis] fortress as the core.

And that's not the worst.

Almost at the moment when the Red Dragon Legion officially launched the attack, thousands of thugs suddenly launched an attack in the center of Carena City. For a while, the communication of the Thousand Sons Legion was occupied by reports of hundreds of violent incidents. The mind controllers of the Xiao school were exhausted in the indiscriminate massacres, large and small, barely controlling the stability of the core area.

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Ahriman stretched out his hand, and he swung his spiritual whip four times, tearing the dozen or so [Son of Sitan] fanatics in front of him to pieces.

Even the Primarch cannot explain this strange question: why these disciples of [Sons of Sitan] can still mass mix in?
There are no rules, no characteristics, no matter old people or children, rich or poor, each of them may become the craziest believer of [Son of Zitan] in the next moment, towards the strangers around him or even his relatives and friends Pain the killer.

[How is the situation on your side? 】

Morgan's question echoed in his brain, this is a direct connection between two powerful psykers, so as to avoid the noise in the communicator.

"It's barely under control, but I can't guarantee it will happen again."

Ahriman's interrogating gaze swept across the block in front of him. Although the place is now basically occupied by women, children, and the elderly, the Son of Magnus can no longer trust any of them.

Ahriman's psychic power swept through the brains of these mortals over and over again, but he couldn't find any clues. His proud mind reading and prophecy seemed to have been suppressed, and his power was greatly reduced.

The company commander of the Thousand Sons suspected that this was the reason why he was too close to the [Steadfast Light]. For some reason, this golden age colonial ship used a lot of anti-psychic materials during the construction process, and even in the decoration It is also full of elements that suppress psykers, those weaker Thousand Sons can't even get too close to it, even the Primarch Magnus, will be reversed by the layers of this giant ship. can be affected by the device.

Just when he felt more doubts, Ahriman heard the roar of fighter jet engines.

Then, the air defense sirens of the Iron Warriors sounded.

Ahriman raised his head and saw about a squadron of shabby Thunderhawks rushing towards him, and under their shadows were countless fleeing people.

"What's the matter, Phryx?"

The Thousand Sons connected the communicator between the two, and amidst the destruction of countless bombs and shells, he heard Phryx's answer through gritted teeth.

"Thunderhawks! Two squadrons of Thunderhawks! They went crazy and crashed into the anti-aircraft fire. We only shot down about one squadron..."

"Understood, leave it to me."

Ahriman promised in a low voice, then roared in his head.

"Morgan!"

[I can hear you, keep your voice down. 】

The voice of the silver-haired female officer was full of complaints. Afterwards, Ahriman's psychic eyes only saw an invisible iron curtain appearing out of thin air behind him. Enough refugees, the ancient colonial ships are slowly setting sail, preparing to avoid this place of right and wrong first.

Looking back again, those Thunder Eagles are already close at hand—their goal is not concealed at all, it is the [Steadfast Light] carrying countless people!
"Go away!"

As Ahriman gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, the ammunition of the first fighter suddenly twisted out of thin air, and in the next moment, it fell into the air in a violent explosion.

Then came the second plane, Ahriman directly crushed the driver's head, making it disappear with the scream of falling; the third plane also quickly followed in the footsteps, as for the fourth plane, the psychic power of Captain Thousand Sons Just tore it to shreds.

The rest of the Thunderhawks fired in unison, tilting all their ammunition out. The moment the burning destruction touched Morgan's Iron Curtain, they all turned and destroyed all the fighters that couldn't dodge. A whole squadron of Thunderhawks In this way, it instantly turned into red and white fireworks in mid-air, and their corpses and fragments were scattered all over the ground.

"boom--!"

Before Ahriman breathed a sigh of relief, there was a loud noise behind him, which was even stronger than the battle outside the city, and it made the Astartes' ears numb.

"what happened!"

Ahriman roared in the communicator, and at this moment, the communicator also fell into a dead silence that had not been seen for a long time. After a while, a voice answered him intermittently.

"Explode! Ahriman...explodes himself!"

"Calm down! Speak clearly."

"It's a self-detonation! A large number of refugees from the [Steadfast Light] joined the son of Sitan outside, and attacked the bridge and power room with self-destruction!"

"Power... out of balance... we're going to... fall!"

The neighing of the giant beast came from beside his ears, and Ahriman raised his head, only to see that the [Steadfast Light] that had just risen into the air was already billowing with smoke, and the flames visible to the naked eye had covered every corner of the ship. What's more terrible is...

It's falling!

Carena is going to die!
Looking at the size of that giant ship, I thought about what kind of energy is contained in its body, and then thought about how such a giant beast fell to the surface, combined with the various energy materials piled up in the center of the town...

Ahriman felt his throat dry up in an instant.

"Morgan..."

The company commander of the Thousand Sons gritted his teeth, and just when he decided to summon Morgan and the other Thousand Sons, and even unite all forces for a final fight, a voice that made him feel extremely at ease appeared.

"No, Ahriman, my son."

Ahriman only felt a huge red palm pressing down on his hands that were gathering spiritual energy. He raised his head and saw the figure of his genetic father, Wei An.

Magnus, get back in time.

"You've done well enough, now..."

"Leave everything to me."

(End of this chapter)