Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

Dorn stood blankly for about a second, and then said:

"Priest Mechanic, thank you for your dedication. Now, you are under my command."

"You can also take my command!"

Suddenly, an angry voice came together with the sound of fierce artillery fire.

From the side, a Forbidden Army's Holy Contemptor Fearless came to their side, looking extremely violent.

Dorn's pupils shrank sharply, and he even showed an expression of disbelief.

The words "Duty ends only in death" are engraved on the Holy Contemptor's Dreadnought, a note from the Emperor.

The original body spoke slowly: "Old guy, is that you?"

A being older than Dorne appeared on the battlefield.

This fearless machine ran faster than a rhinoceros personnel carrier. He rushed towards the lazy demon who was still lying there snoring. The improved version of the Rekes assault gun was waved by him easily, using excellent skills. ...One shot hit the bed board of the lazy demon.

He knew the enemy's weakness very well, and soon used the holy plasma to smash a small depression on its back, and the destructive power poured into the opponent's body.

The thunderous snoring finally stopped, and Dorn looked at the other party, that wild fighting posture, yes, Malak.

Sarjetarius Malak, one of the thirty original Custodians created by the Emperor and the main force in the First Webway War, is this guy still alive?

Malak was obviously very unfamiliar with his surroundings.

What about cities? What about the city here?

When I was in the Webway, I remembered that there was an Eldar city in the Webway.

He looked at the soles of his feet. What had happened here? Has Karasta been razed to the ground in all these years of madness?

Demons are still emerging from the gaps in the webway. The battlefield now is much more difficult than it was back then. At that time, there was at least a solid city made of spiritual bones as a position, but now it is just a simple bunker constructed from the remains of a Chimera armored vehicle. ,

"Sajtaris, are you still alive?"

"Is the Webway War fought every day?"

.....

Good guy, do you still have some baggage for a coffee spot? A smaller war is not worthy of your intervention, right?

At least after the end of the Webway War, the one worthy of his action seems to be the Beast War.

There is really no need to wake him up without going deep into the palace.

If he were to take over the command, Dorn would be very willing, but he is not willing.

Having just woken up, he just wants to continue to perform his duties and give death to the devil.

This Custodes warrior who is a brother-in-law to Constantin Valdo is like a crazy dump truck speeding across the battlefield.

The Dreadnoughts of the Custodes are equipped with self-healing systems, sacred shields and backup purification systems. Ordinary demons cannot even think of corrupting their machine souls.

In a few minutes, like an old man picking lotus roots in a mud pond, he rushed to the embankment next door, said hello to Waldo, and then came back in a flash.

Donne took the opportunity to talk to Ralph for a few words.

"He was the first Imperial Guard to die. His previous personality was known for being violent and wild. Do not provoke him."

This guy is truly unscrupulous. After Malcador left, he was truly inferior to ten thousand people. Even if he went crazy, the original body would not dare to do anything to him.

He walked over the demon's corpse. When he had plenty of ammunition, he was "invincible".

This golden Holy Contemptor stood in front of the original body, the main weapons on both arms kept spitting out flames, and his tone was as relaxed as chatting with Dorne.

"Rogal Dorn, I heard that you have fought here for more than ten thousand years?"

"Yes, with Ferus and the undead on Istvaan."

Malak looked surprised at this, for those were warriors that the Emperor only summoned when he was free to move.

The sacrifice of a thousand psykers allowed the Emperor to briefly leave the Golden Throne and rush into the Webway to cover the evacuation of all Imperial forces.

He still remembered that webway sunrise.

"My Lord is stronger."

He was silent for a moment, turned around and looked at the pile of black stone spiers behind him.

"You have achieved something outstanding that we could not have achieved back then."

It was difficult to get praise from this veteran, even more difficult than receiving praise from the Emperor.

"I have understood your plan, Rogal Dorn. This was our battle policy back then."

Dorn had already seen it, and he even watched everything in the webway being wiped out bit by bit.

The other party gave him a brand new plan, a plan that could last longer.

"Our brothers all died from exhaustion then."

Fighting continuously for months and years, the Imperial Guards at that time were under terrible pressure and used countless combat stimulants to maintain their sobriety. They hit the garrison until their spears were no longer sharp, and could only rely on decomposing their positions. The weapon itself is not used to kill the enemy. When the weapon strikes the Khorne demon, instead of cutting the enemy in half, blood mist rises.

"Rest is important, especially in this kind of war." He glanced at Ralph. At this time, the Iron Warrior represented all the Adamantine Warriors.

"I'm not sure it was the right thing to bring them."

In his calculations, it seemed that replacing all the food, water and combat medicine supplies for the Astartes with the Forbidden Army ammunition supplies would provide more assistance.

No one dared to interrupt the conversation between the old Emperor's Custodes honor guard and Dorn.

The problem is that the mechanical priest next to him is a real tiger.

Seeing this sacred scorner, without saying a word, he kowtows, kowtows, and kowtows continuously.

Praise the God of All Machines, this is rarer than Titan.

The chat between the two was accompanied by a lot of blessing machine soul chants, which annoyed the two bosses.

"Hey, that priest." Malak waved.

The priest suddenly jumped up. "arrive!"

"I saw at that time that the magic sword Draconion possessed a sage of the Mechanicum, turning him into a swollen, titan-like demonic structure filled with chaotic machinery."

This is enough to qualify as a Mechanicus ghost story.

The priest trembled all over. "I will never betray Omnisiah. I am a loyal believer of the God of All Machines."

"Then don't fire yet!"

Fearless ordered him to move forward and pour firepower to the place in front where the anti-psionic power was not so strong.

Then he continued talking to Dorn in peace.

The primarch and the veteran reached an agreement that the adamantine warriors would push forward a hundred meters, and they would use more of them as bunkers to form dense arrays to fight the enemy.

Chimera armored vehicles will rush to the front line fully loaded with ammunition, and then be paralyzed here as a resting bunker. The medical area will use the crashed Thunderhawk of the Sisters of Silence as a temporary ward.

If Malak learned anything from the last war, it was to relax.

This is not a battlefield where everyone grits their teeth and holds on for a while, this is a protracted battlefield.

Fortunately, the webway was not big enough, otherwise he thought he could build a nest and slowly consume the opponent.

When he just woke up, the Imperial Guard brothers inserted a hard drive containing a large amount of imperial information into his tactical equipment. Because the Imperial Guards believed that he might become the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Army after the death of several Imperial Army marshals, it was necessary to know the entire empire. Information.

This is one of the reasons why he only appears in the webway now.

After having a general understanding of the current distribution of imperial forces, Malak said: "If the Krieg Death Corps you are talking about really has such loyalty and a shocking number of troops supplied every year, then I propose to connect the network portal to Enter Krieg."

The main force of humanity is the Astra Militarum, such as the Battle of Amara, when Malak learned that 19 million human troops, including Krieg and other Imperial Guards, counterattacked the Necron offensive. I can't help but be speechless.

Nineteen million.

They can spend a lot of time in the network.

And what the hell is this suspected annual output of 50 million Krieg troops?

The distribution of power in the entire empire puzzled him, and he put forward some strange theories, such as moving Catachan there to block the Eye of Terror, why the Mechanical Ark of Hope was not used to create a new Queen of Glory... A lot of weird remarks.

At least in his understanding, there are many things that the empire, which is sitting on the legacy of the Dark Age and some relics of the Golden Age, can do.

In this regard, other forbidden troops did not dare to look at him.

We can't say that the main force will basically stay at home for ten thousand years.

Malak's consciousness was still in the same state of war as it was during the Emperor's majestic Great Crusade.

After a while, he was seen asking a large number of the Forbidden Army to go back for rest and supplies, and then led other old fearless people to start running on the battlefield.

The Forbidden Army uses the old model of a team of twenty people, but the current fearless team is a bit scary.

While Dorn was taking a breath, he watched with his own eyes a sneaky Slaanesh demon being killed by their team. The process was clean and neat. The power fist penetrated the opponent's abdomen with one blow, and the plasma gun built into the fist was spit out. The terrifying energy killed the opponent from within.

Now is the most relaxing moment for everyone. The Titans' firepower covers the front and the Imperial Guards stand behind them. They only need to fire a few plasma cannons, which does not consume ammunition anyway.

It would be the best case scenario if the demons didn't charge forward.

Dorn felt that Chaos was gathering forces, and there were far more demons falling from the breach than were charging now. They might have gathered an army in the webway, preparing for a large-scale assault.

"Now I still want to remind you that Jaghatai Khan brought back a Haemonculus. It knows how to repair the webway, but it only needs materials." Relf said.

"unnecessary."

Malak responded loudly, "If you know the direction of victory, don't hesitate to stride forward."

More information creates hesitation.

Ralph looked at Donne, who motioned for him to say no more.

Enjoy this moment of peace.

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The Inquisition attempted to rally the Deathwatch, but they were too far away from Terra and were spread across various xeno-infested areas.

The three most commonly used troops in their hands, the Battle Sisters, Gray Knights and Death Watch, are basically out of reach.

I could only watch helplessly as the orcs fought against the moon a few months later and rushed to the edge of the solar system with a posture that almost penetrated the solar sanctuary.

Pluto was the first to be attacked. As the outermost fortress of the solar system, it withstood the Alpha Legion's offensive during the Great Rebellion.

It held the glory of Dorn's slaying of Alpharius.

(Prince Regent: Give you a meaningful look.)

Nowadays, it is armed to the teeth. Dorn's exquisitely designed fortress is gradually not understood by people as time goes by. The Mechanicus cannot understand the forts made by Dorn himself, nor can it understand the principles of the steering structure.

The Mars Mechanicus gave the simplest and crudest response to this. If you don't know how to fix it, just use someone who knows how to fix it.

Today's Pluto Fortress is full of imperial-style forts, deployed densely.

Since Pluto's gravity is only about 6% of Earth's, the forts deployed on it can easily fire cosmic-level shells, which are extremely powerful against warships.

The red battle moon broke out of Mandeville Point, and the war began immediately.

Charon is Pluto's largest satellite, and the giant cannon on it fired the first shot of the war with a devastating shot.

The Battle Moon rushed to the edge of Charon crazily. Compared with it, Charon was just a space junk.

(Trivia, the diameter of the moon is about 3,500 kilometers, and Pluto is about 2,400 kilometers)

The battle moon is even larger than Pluto, and the two sides are in very similar conditions. They are both steel planets full of cannons and space docks.

There were also floating imperial fortress satellites and a large number of fleets on the side, where the two sides launched a full-scale decisive battle.

In the past, the bombardment would definitely have caused the Battle Moon to ignore Pluto and directly break through to Terra. What supply line did the orcs need? Rushing into Terra is full of good babies.

But now, its soul is dead, and the orcs' impression of it has taken over.

A series of violent explosions fell on Pluto, and the Sun Auxiliary Army and the orcs who jumped into the gang started a fierce fight. They were endless, each carrying a large number of bombs.

The Deathskull boss eagerly asked Battle Moon to attack Terra, or even "steal" Luna.

Stealing their moon from where humans originated is a very "Waaaagh" thing to think about.

But this body doesn't think so.

fry!

I want a bigger explosion!

I thought this was Xiami’s battle moon. Everyone knows Xiami has good stuff!

The orcs planned to seize the Pluto Fortress and drive it towards Terra.

Different from beasts, beasts are good at using ultra-large-scale teleportation, but bombing is just one word, blast!

Two words, big, explosive!

Three words, fast, big, explosive!

Battle Moon quickly prepared a surprising amount of ammunition. In the bombardment of such a giant fortress, the orcs had an absolute advantage.

The gravity of the two began to affect each other, and the orcs' magical thinking raised a mysterious spiritual film on the Battle Moon, preventing Pluto from directly hitting it due to gravity.

If the two sides are too close, gravity will pull the material on the planet's surface, but now it is completely unaffected. The Grand Master of the Inquisition, who was waiting for opportunities in the war, thinks that now is an opportunity.

The previous strategy was good, using the Star God fragment of the Phase Sword as a beacon and using the Star God power to penetrate the enemy ship, but the Orcs were obviously on guard.

Patrolled at all times by springer hounds, these springers have a scent as powerful as the wolves of Fenris, able to identify almost any infiltrator.

Now, the best assassins have erased their memories and completely transformed their genes into orcs, but they still have difficulty integrating into the orcs' psychic circle.

This orc's psychic circle is so weird, it's different from all the orcs he's ever infiltrated.

It is not the boss who created this group, it is the group that is reshaping the boss.

The King in Yellow's fleet gradually moved away from the Luna battlefield. Strictly speaking, this was the first time that the Empire had a slightly greater number of warships than the Orcs.

This large force of the Ork fleet was still fighting fiercely with the Salamanders beside the four destroyed battle moons. Most of those who followed the cannon blast were thrown into the dozens of star sectors behind because they were not as fast as it.

"Hold on until the Phalanx comes back!"

Hope is right in front of us. As long as the Phalanx comes back, there will be a solution.

The fortress held out, and at the end of the first month Charon fell.

It is too close to the orcs. It is a satellite. The engine installed by the empire cannot run as fast as the Evil Sun clan.

Their jumping warehouses smashed deeply into the cold earth. On the red "atmosphere" everywhere in Torin, the space orcs were jumping one by one, shooting at the garrison forts, and dancing with death.

The next month, Charon exploded.

It exploded into many pieces, and the orcs collected these meteorites in front of the cannons of the Pluto Fortress, filled them into the battle moon, or made them into a bunker filled with orc boys and launched them towards the target.

In the third month, the Battle Moon seemed to have lost its sector to Pluto. They launched a large number of jump gangs, occupying part of the surface, and forcing the imperial defense forces into the darker continent and interior of the planet.

The battle moon begins to move towards the interior of the solar system.

The Mechanicus of Mars and Jupiter gathered their fleets to prevent each other from approaching the Forge World.

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"My Lord, I need to remind you that our ships are still sailing in the subspace." Titus said. He looked at "Llane Jonson" wearing the Armor of Hope and thought that it was indeed Robert Guilliman. .

He felt that his father was locked up in the Stone Fortress like a hostage. He had to send the Lion King back safely in order to "replace" his "father".

Obviously, the suggestion made by the Lion King is not very safe now.

"It is very dangerous to carry out subspace teleportation in subspace."

"Just because Robert can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it."

The fog invaded the surrounding cabins at some point, and the Alpha Primarch Guards and Titus were wrapped in it.

"Relax, Titus, you can talk to Robert later about everything you saw today."

The Lion King took the lead and walked away, followed immediately by the rest of the guards.

Among the group of warriors present, no one was confident, including the "Lion King".

This is also the first time Alpharius has used this method to make a long-distance jump. Who knows whether he can reach the destination smoothly.

In the primeval forest, the original body seemed to be taking tourists for a walk, leading curious eyes to the surrounding original body guards. They had never walked so far in the mist.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the Primarch's forehead, and he quickly shook his head a few times to hide them. The Primarch's sweat was different from the Astartes' self-cleaning agent.

In other words, every original body is different.

The Lion King's footsteps became slower. In everyone's eyes, they were the same pace. In fact, the subspace distance spanned by each step was getting smaller.

To cover such a long distance in one step, it would be difficult for the original Lion King, let alone Alpharius.

Suddenly, he felt a light in front of him, and the sunlight had a tendency to shine into the forest.

"Put on your helmets, warriors, and prepare to fight."

The Primarch Guard sprang into action, and Titus looked at the Lion.

You don't wear a helmet.

Alpharius glared back at him, "You don't know what your father is capable of?" Just ask Luojia.

I was sent flying into outer space for several hours without a helmet, and I was stunned until I flew back.

The Lion assumed a fighting stance, his Primarch Guard surrounding him on guard.

The fog slowly dissipated, and the surrounding area was pitch black, as if it was a warehouse with no lights on.

"Where are we?"

The original body smelled it, and the smell of blood around it contained a lot of beast blood, human blood, it seemed nothing.

The surroundings were trembling, as if it was a spaceship, no, a transport ship.

The original body looked at the shelves around him and immediately felt something was wrong. This was a weapons warehouse and all the weapons had been taken away.

He found the door and kicked it out. The dense masks outside looked at him.

Well.....

Krieg Death Troops...feeding their horses.

The horses of their cavalry were meat eaters.

The Krieg warriors immediately raised their guns and pointed them at them. A political commissar plucked up the courage and walked out. How could these Space Marines appear in their warehouse?

Moreover, the one in front is too big!

"Who are you!" the political commissar shouted sternly, countless guns were pointed at them, and the soldiers who did not have guns on hand also picked up weapons nearby.

"Report your station, soldier, you are speaking to a victorious soldier."

Titus’ words are the most helpful, but I don’t know if they recognize him.

Everyone still recognized the mark of the Ultramarines. Although all the soldiers lowered their guns, their hands still held the guns tightly.

"Report our current location. I don't need to explain my actions to you. Let your superiors do it."

At least he's a judge, right?

As far as the current situation is concerned, Astartes said that Chaos Contamination has come to help here, and requires all of you to cooperate with the investigation, and no one can move.

Ten minutes later, the original body basically understood the situation.

Here is a transport ship, and they are preparing to launch a raid on a planet attacked by orcs.

This is the last time the horses are fed, and the next step is to prepare for the raid.

"It seems that there was a slight deviation in the transmission, and we did not catch up with the orcs."

They are still at least two sub-sectors away from the current position of the Battle Moon.

Alpharius wanted to fly directly into the subspace, but the crisis was not yet to this level.

"I have recruited your troops. We will set off immediately, as fast as possible, heading straight to Terra."