Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 259 An Angel Came By My Side

Loander, one of the countless hive worlds of the empire, has constant taxation, hard work, ignorant residents, and harsh environment. For the empire, it is a model among models, but for the people's livelihood in this world, the lord here The tyranny and tyranny of the adults, the forced conquests and plunders made them more trust in the majesty of the emperor, and their loyalty was unshakable.

As a result, the disaster of murder fell, and when the governor's blood was wet on the towering tower, a treachery and betrayal also began to appear. "But he raised his arms and slaughtered the loyal people of the empire.

The universe is long, things are sudden, and the void is extremely vast, so the weak message was stopped after the astronomical array was accurately interfered by illegal psykers and the heads of many innocent prophets of the astronomical academy were burst.

Among the decaying ruins, a strange man wearing the uniform of the Imperial Guard general, but without a military rank on his shoulders, and without the symbol of the sacred sky eagle, held a familiar weapon, which was the heat ray gun favored by the Skadi people. Deflagration gun, and calmly watched from the heights of the ruins.

On the intricate reinforced concrete road, parked vehicles abound, and dead bodies are everywhere. Those things have become the source of supplies for the entire strange criminal force, but the area that they care most about is the area designed for spreading signals. Its posture is strange, like a star language fortress like a big pot lid.

Surrounded by gothic black gold, the void shield is in a trance under the flames of the earth-shaking gun, and the countless ditches and trenches are buried with a messy line of defense composed of imperial guards and pdfs. It is hard to imagine that there are such loyal people in such a world, even in Even when there is no advantage in weapons and equipment, numbers and individual training, they still persist in this way.

The "general" man in a high position muttered. "I hate them." "Because they are ignorant and worship the corpse king. Because they are narrow-minded and refuse to accept the true power of the dark gods, and above all, accept the glory that is their own. But I also pity them."

"What... pity... my lord?" the voice came from Custer, the much-loved lieutenant of the evil warlord named Ed von Carr, and the funny Slax was a Illegal psychics, the last one who is good at the Psychic Department.

Hence his rich robes, intricately adorned with clanging alembicators and experimental psychic grenades.

His voice from the mask was like that of a drowned man, the few words gasping in his alveolar fluid.

"Slack, my mind-peeper, don't you understand? These poor people are deprived of everything," Ed von Ka gushed. "They refuse to share in the psychic bounty of their Astropaths because their God-Emperor has taught them to be greedy, cruel and selfish.

He teaches them that only through suffering can their lives have meaning, and that freedom and rights are just clever names for curses.

I have pity for them, whose faith is based on weakness, clinging to what they have now and refusing to give or accept gifts that should be theirs, we must set an example and show them a better way. "

As he spoke, the roar of artillery fire rumbled through the air, and the villainous troop lord raised his proud head to watch the shells fly from behind the battery, towards the shields of the fort, before exploding in an instant.

Dirty flames bloomed while the void shield flickered, making their efforts even more berserk as fragments splashed from the explosion and thick clouds tens, hundreds of meters high swirled around the bright outer circle of the shield , while invalid, sadly.

"We still can't break their shields remotely, my lord," Castor said. "However, Imperial troops survived...in the Temple Quarter."

"They continue to have enough power... to harass our flanks. If the master of Engili Spaceport, Master Banderta's astropath finds out that we have not received the astropaths before the next stage, then after a long time, even if we After capturing this...sanctuary...then he will...punish us for our failure." His tone was desperate and wavering, and his psychic power was overflowing with uncertainty, causing many mortal soldiers to see terrible hallucinations and die. Call.

"Be patient, Custer." Ed von Ka comforted his evil adjutant in a sincere and cheerful tone. "Battle should be calm until the last drop of blood and liquid is drawn, remembering that entropy is our partner, and the gods of chaos are on our side."

"Suffering is our gift. Hunger, despair, strategy, rage, assassination, betrayal, the inevitability of those chaotic existences will make this battlefield more uncertain. These are the mediums through which the power of our God spreads. When we step into this religion , that is what those who penetrate the will of the gods teach us."

"Dark praise..." Castor gurgled.

"Dark Praise!" the Dark Warlord repeated before continuing. "In the end, our enemies will throw in the towel, Custer, and as for the Imperial Guard hiding in the Temple Quarter, let them try to fight us!"

"Let them stand with their paltry strength against the indomitable might of the N'Djili Legions! I commend their tenacity and enjoy the utter desperation of their cause. Let us give them misery while they in this turn help to fulfill our For the true purpose of the mission, let us... give generously!"

Another round of bombing continued, and the artillery battalion turned countless high-explosive ammunition into the most terrifying roar under the command. At the same time, many unique weirdos took up their own weapons. Deflagration guns, and attached to the body with tons of unique crazy tattoos, grotesque runes or worst of all, the Chaos Octagram.

And this grotesque army is composed of two kinds of people, one is the orphans who appeared in the bad order of Njili Space Port and was collected, and finally trained to form soldiers, or the worst and most terrifying mercenaries among them. After hundreds of battles, the mercenary king with great achievements.

At the same time, those runes are not intended to show the body and threaten the enemy, but are smeared stroke by stroke by the people who are closest to the chaos, such as the chaos wizards and psyker masters, and will not fall for life. At the same time, it strengthens the subspace sensing ability of the smeared person.

The obscenities from the highest heavens are pouring into the bodies of those miserable people with the power of chaos all the time, and at the same time strengthen their perception or physique. In times of crisis, they may even feel hints or assistance from the gods of chaos. However, there is no free power in the subspace. At the same time, there is a high chance of rune death. Those who are mutated or crazy due to the application of paint will not be able to join the army. They will be thrown into a cage as waste, and then chopped up as the "raw material" for the next paint to reduce the labor of Chaos wizards.

Those losers will also be separated from the honored Engili Port warriors, and will be cast aside as losers. At the same time, in order to ensure the bloodiness of those warriors, the owner of Engili Port, the Rogue Trader Bandetar, strictly requires those warriors Without training, they cannot serve as command positions. Instead, they will be dispatched to the space station on the outer edge of Port Engili, relying on complex Void Behemoth attraction equipment to fight those monsters with simple small fighter jets and near-ground defense weapons, and swallow their flesh. flesh.

It can be said that everyone here is a shooting expert, a combat master, and extremely deletes all kinds of high-mobility combat, but the price is that they know nothing about things that humans should know except war.

For them, living is not a job, not toil, but to fight, kill, and obey. This man-made fighting nation is both crazy and pathetic, and at the same time it cost Engili Port a lot of looted supplies and the Merchant Dynasty tens of millions In order to prove that their belief in chaos and those throne coins have not become a waste, those humanoid things took up weapons and charged forward.

Deflagration beams, chainsaw swords, magic and carapace, individual weapons better than the elite stormtroopers of the empire, and the grotesque combination of chaotic magic power exploded on the battlefield with abnormal wildness. At the same time, in order to cover those guys, The psychic wizard Custer's psychic power engulfed thousands of civilians and used them as human shields to resist.

They have been carefully selected, and many of them are family members of dignitaries and guard soldiers. As long as there is a slight hesitation in shooting from the opposite side, then under the cover of artillery fire, this terrifying level of chaos will achieve its effect.

There is a saying in the empire that a mad wizard is worth several companies. Today, those civilians with weapons are charged forward by the Chaos wizard, but they still retain their memory and will. The cultists charge, weeping and mad.

In order to make the opposite side be kind, the choice is mostly old people, children, women, and they are extremely vicious!
The soldiers of the Imperial Guard did not dare to shoot, even if the company commander roared furiously. It was not until the staff officer killed a soldier with an explosive bomb that the trenches burst into flames, but the delay of several seconds was enough for the vigorous battlefield. , the feeble slopes of the link forts were already crawling with civilians and rebel soldiers.

"We are the embodiment of entropy!" In the bloody wind, the dark lord Ed von Ka shouted. "We are inevitable death, unstoppable attrition, and we will crush these heretics until they give us what we want."

In that hysterical cry, the Dark Legion loomed its evil form, and those rune-clad warriors armed with heat rays slammed the chimeras parked near the trenches: armored vehicles or scout tanks, and troops lacking heavy firepower and armor slowed down. Festival defeat.

Soon, one trench, two, three, could not protect the position even under barbed wire and faith, and a bad sense of shame permeated the hearts of those Imperial Guard commanders.

But what awaits them is only continuous raid wars. After the enemy's flesh passed through the void shield, the corpses have filled the ground. The damage caused by logging guns or bombs, and the evil killed by flamethrowers, even those warriors The results obtained by desperate efforts become meaningless in the overall breakthrough.

The war is almost one-sidedly tilted towards the enemies of the empire. Those evil and madness gathered here, and then expanded their plunder, and declared their own justice and morality. And death kills the soldiers of the Imperial Guard.

Blood stained the ground, gunpowder smoke drifted into the gray sky, the death of this world was doomed, miracles seemed to be gone, the last trench line barely kept functioning, soldiers kept filling shells and weapon projectiles, just like that hand They will all be burned by the speed belt.

However, apart from the number of enemies, there are also several captured light armored vehicles. Those weapons that originally served the empire sprayed flames. The captain of the imperial guard held down the heavy gunman and asked the weapon team to lie down, but when the pressed weapon hand felt the warmth of his forehead , and saw the vicious company commander fall down at this moment.

The explosive bomb chain of the Chimera armored vehicle tore open his chest, and the carapace only ensured that he still had a complete body. The minced meat was astonishingly hollow like a sniper shot with ordinary equipment, and death was displayed in front of everyone.

At such a desperate moment, the screams and despair expected by the heretics did not appear. Instead, the battlefield prayers representing the emperor's will continued.

"Oath to obedience
I pledge my service to thee, God-emperor of mankind. Do with me as You please, for my faith is absolute.
Pledge of Surrender (repeat when mentally weak)

The emperor of the world, I swear to serve you.Renzi used me because I persisted in my faith.

The emperor of the world, I swear to serve you.Renzi used me because I persisted in my faith! "

Those soldiers kept praying, their wills were fed back to their bodies, and the explosive bombs roared, and the sound was constant and extremely loud.

"Death Incantation
I fear no evil, I fear no death, for the Emperor comes for me.
Dying mantra (recited before death)

I am not afraid of death, I am not afraid of demons, it is only because the Emperor came to capture me!

Fear Incantation
Fear is naught, for my faith is strong."

"Fear Mantra (can be recited at any time)
Fear is like nothingness, because I am so devout! "

If loyalty can defeat demons, then mortals in this world may easily win, because what insists on them fighting is no longer family or honor, nor survival, but loyalty, loyalty to the Lord of Humanity, vowing to destroy demons and heretics!

And Warlord Ed von Ka shouted. "My lieutenant, use your magic!"

"I want their belief in the corpse emperor, and their souls will be scattered!"

The Chaos wizard listened to the order, sang loudly and whispered, and used his means, filthy spells, and chaotic wailing, one after another, one after another, he could let those terrible spiritual powers vent, but although his faith was strong and his will was strong, he could not overcome the mighty power of chaos, scorching combustion.

If the God Emperor is by his side, the filthy curse can naturally be broken, but now before the throne, there are only jesters and fools...

Hope is no more, death is the future, bloody blood continues, comrades start attacking each other, lovers and relatives can't tell each other, this last fortress will be broken, and the cruel war will be defeated.

But no matter how desperate the moment was, there were still people who chanted prayers, so why was the Emperor no longer by his side?
Outside the atmosphere, among the stars, the burning stars fell into the world, they were carved runes, the majesty of the battle group, the destruction of the eagle, spread its wings and soar.

Those who can raise their heads shouted that the angels came, and the airdrop pods fell into the battlefield, and the armor was red and white, which meant that the soldiers had arrived and the natural disaster was coming.

(End of this chapter)