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

With the ability of the Astartes, climbing up to the problematic Emperor's icon is not a problem, but it will inevitably damage this great Emperor's icon. For example, if you dig a hole in the rock in front of you while climbing, The statue of the Emperor was climbed down by the Astartes, and its whole body was filled with holes.

"Sir, the Proud Moon of the Astra Militarum above sent a communication asking what help can be provided."

"Tell them to scan this Icon of the Emperor with a servitor, using the finest power. Say this is an order from the Astartes."

"Yes, my lord."

Scanning at full power takes a long time, and the Astra Militarum troops from Frosa around have begun to arrest these people. It is obvious that their manpower alone is far insufficient, but they can only coax and lie that the State Church is coming to carry out the operation. A grand pilgrimage, if they were faithful enough they should gather in a fixed place to worship until the state missionaries concluded their rites.

Most people went to the designated area, and many people still had doubts in their hearts, but when they saw the Astartes, all their worries disappeared.

My Lord the Emperor, the Astartes have appeared, it must be an extremely important sacrificial event, I really came to the right time this time!

Astartes quickly ordered the surrounding troops to set up defense lines. If the problem really arises on the Emperor's icon, who knows how many people have worshiped it over the years, and who knows how many people have been converted into believers. .

As the forces commanded by the Astartes surrounded the Emperor's icon, the enemy also discovered these "heads perfect to please the Brazen Throne".

The followers of Khorne did not attack immediately, instead gathering other followers who roamed the surrounding desert. Be prepared to break down the enemy's defenses in one fell swoop.

These followers of Khorne from the Middle Hive have few decent weapons, but the few who come to the Hive possess exquisite self-defense weapons.

The most important thing is that the guards of these people who go to the nest, those well-modified biochemical guards, who were originally fully armed, have become extremely terrifying after being blessed by Khorne.

Now, they are ready to try.

The Basilisk Cannon Tank was pulled from ancient warehouses by the Planetary Defense Forces. This classic Imperial artillery weapon uses the Chimera's reliable engine and suspension design. destroy.

The basilisk here adopts the Armageddon type. The fully enclosed artillery tank allows it to fight in most environments.

These items are rarely used by the Crimson Torrent Chapter, as they are too fragile and unsuitable for the charge-and-formation fighting style of the Astartes. Rather use the Emperor's Baneblade, which is slower but has adequate armor and firepower.

But for the Astra Militarum, it is a powerful fire support weapon.

Now these old antiques are pulled out by the warriors to help the Astartes take down the enemy.

These basilisk cannon tanks are reliable, but the abilities of their users are questionable.

The fire support troops were advancing, and they encountered a small problem in the desert. Well, the advance in the sand was a bit slow.

The believers of Khorne will not wait for you. Now, a large number of believers are approaching the guard troops beside the emperor's icon. Some of these people are like mummies exposed to the hot sun, some are like beasts killed from the desert, and some are like beasts killed in the desert. The figures were like demons who had just crawled out of hell. These people were wearing all kinds of equipment and were lying in ambush behind the dunes.

Their boss, Trudeau, is now preparing to launch a charge that can defeat the enemy defenders' group charge in one go.

In a sense, these believers did not need any pre-battle speeches, their morale had already been high with the waiting time without killing.

Frosa's troops cautiously scanned the gathered pilgrims for possible followers of Khorne.

But behind the dunes in the distance, a group of warriors began to charge.

The biochemically modified people walking at the front barely made any noise. Dressed in desert-colored clothing, they were not discovered by the garrison until they rushed very close.

"Enemy attack!"

Then a flying knife was inserted into the warrior's head and he fell straight down.

The soldiers quickly raised their guns and fired. The laser guns were not light, and their turning speed with the guns was not as fast as the biochemical modifications.

These enemies were like tigers rushing into a flock of sheep. The tactical knife cut the Astra Militarum's basically useless body armor in half with one stroke.

Blood was splattering on them, and the enemies became more and more violent.

Frosa quickly commanded the company's direct squad to join the battle. These relatively elite veterans could barely survive a couple of blows with the cyborgs, but they could not avoid the fate of being beheaded.

"Company Commander, they are elite troops and cannot be defeated."

When the two soldiers met, it was time for face-to-face combat, but Frosa did not let them ignore these powerful biochemicals.

"Everyone returns to their posts to deal with the charge of the enemy's follow-up troops. The direct squad will entangle them for me."

A bomb flew in and hit the enemy's head with precision.

The Astartes at the rear took action. Now they were waiting for the scanning results of the battleships in space, and they saw a sea of ​​people here fighting.

"One team will support them." In the Astartes team, three people can form a combat team.

The three Astartes ran over with bolters and power swords, vaguely excited. They are never afraid of enemy attacks, they are only afraid that the enemy will not show up.

They charge at their enemies with unimaginable speed, crashing into the battlefield like meteors and bringing the Emperor's bounty to these wretched beings.

Let death reign among the enemies of the Empire.

Instead of charging into the Imperial defenses, they appeared on the enemy's flanks and stormed their flanks. The bolters fired Metal Storm fragmentation rounds, which were designed to deal with large numbers of enemy lightly armored targets. The explosive shell will explode before hitting the enemy, releasing a large number of shotgun shells. The explosive shell used by this explosive shell allows it to quickly tear apart a large number of lightly armored targets in front.

In the distance, there were bursts of Astartes bolters firing, constantly killing the powerful biochemical modifications that the company's direct squad was facing.

"Hold the line and buy time for the Astartes!"

Frosa was directing the battle while boosting morale. He was now at the forefront, constantly firing with his laser pistol, hitting the enemy with precise headshots.

Frosa is already 65 years old. After undergoing some life-extending transformation surgeries, he can live to be nearly years old. If he continues to make military exploits in the future, he may also obtain more advanced biochemical transformation technology to continue to increase his lifespan.

He has been in the army for more than forty years. Over the years, he has fought various "battles", and this time he is finally lucky enough to fight side by side with the Emperor's Angels.

"Go to the east side position and send a few people over."

"Hurry up and fire the melta gun. Let me bombard the middle of the opposing team with the ion gun and block their follow-up support."

A Khorne cultist had just pulled out a knife from the chopped-up Astra Militarum corpse, and Frosa burned a big hole in the enemy's head with a single shot of his laser gun.

The followers of Khorne fought resolutely. The enemy climbed over the sand dunes and attacked the positions of the Astra Militarum and the Guards. They didn't care whether they attacked the Emperor's icon (now the Khorne icon?) or attacked the side. Pilgrimage throngs, those weak heads that the great Brass Throne will spurn.

Those who are well equipped and have better weapons are worthy of sacrifice, especially the three Astartes.

Trudeau, the leader of Khorne's followers, noticed Frosa. He almost lost his mind and rushed towards the enemy leader. Like most of Khorne's tactics, the most powerful warriors would go to find the enemy leader to fight. In the Stat Chapter, this is the task of the Chapter Champion.

The Astra Militarum are not some pedantic noble knights from ancient times. Why should they fight you in close combat if they have guns?

The long-range firepower of the Khorne side is obviously insufficient, so they are trying their best to close the distance, but the laser guns of the Astra Militarum will not let you come easily.

A burst of concentrated fire turned Trudeau into a hornet's nest, at the expense of Khorne's followers approaching from other places. (If Khorne has more blessings, the damage caused by long-range attacks will be reduced)

On the other side, the pilgrims ran towards the feet of the Emperor's Icon Ai in panic. They did not expect that such a war would suddenly appear.

In their understanding, the followers of Khorne dared to attack the Emperor's icon. Many believers bravely asked the Astra Militarum for weapons and asked to join the war against the heretics.

Among those who were boundlessly loyal to the Emperor were several followers of Khorne who were ready to take action.

Frosa approved some young and strong people with experience in using weapons to participate in the battle, such as some guards from the Shangchao family.

Some of them brought their own weapons, while others took weapons from fallen Astra Militarum and continued fighting.

Hidden among these crowds are the followers of Khorne who are ready to take action.

Some of the five hiders received weapons from the Astra Militarum, and some picked up a random weapon from the battlefield. Then they shouted "Help them!" and charged towards the Astartes.

Uninformed ordinary people thought they were going to help the Astartes in their battle, and many people followed them in the charge.

The three Astartes noticed this and asked Frosa to bring the men back to their positions.

Frosa immediately ordered everyone to retreat to their positions to resist the attack. But some pilgrims and the leading "leaders" ignored their orders.

"Anthony, I feel something is not right. Look at the pilgrims rushing towards us."

"What's wrong? There's something wrong."

"I feel like those in front are like followers of Khorne."

The three Astartes changed their shooting postures. They stood on the sand dune. Due to their excessive weight, many parts of their feet had sunk into the sand. Now they switched to shooting bolters with one hand, silently freeing their left hands. , ready to slash at those who are suspicious with a tactical knife or power sword strapped to his leg.

Several Khorne hideouts were armed with small mortal power swords. These swords were extremely valuable and had been given to them as "Volunteer Leaders" by Captain Frosa and a few officers.

They were only a few steps away from the Astartes, and the dull metal cans hadn't yet looked at them. The five people were secretly happy.

"For the Brass Throne/Skull for the Throne of Skull!"

The tactical knife in the Astartes' hand was inserted into the head of the Khorne Hidden at the front, killing him. The leading warrior didn't even look back.

The two Astartes holding power swords separated the remaining enemies with a spinning slash, and added another sword for safety.

Although these Khorne raids were unsuccessful, they effectively reduced the accuracy of the Space Marines' frontal bolters, and a large number of worshipers rushed in front of the Astartes.

If it is the Primaris Astartes, their multi-line thinking ability can ensure that they can deal with multiple matters at the same time, but ordinary warriors like the Red Torrent Regiment cannot do it now.

Some followers of Khorne who were severely corroded by the warp ran faster than others, and several of them had already rushed in front of the Astartes. These people were waving metal claws or strange homemade axes that they had obtained from nowhere. The soldiers attack.

Anthony kept shooting at the enemy, holding the tactical knife with his left hand and placing it on top of the bolt gun. This helped to suppress the recoil of the bolt gun, and at the same time, he could quickly stab the enemy in front of him with the tactical knife.

Many enemies were hit by shrapnel from the metal storm, but they continued to charge towards the Astartes as if they felt no pain.

Can the Astartes coddle them?

Turn around and run away.

The sprint speed was much faster than that of the followers of Khorne chasing after him, and it didn't take long for him to open up a long distance.

The followers of Khorne behind were confused, what are we doing? Chasing the Astartes? What is this, round it all off and I am the Champion of Khorne!

"Fight for the Lord of Blood, you cowards!"

The bolide in the sky struck among the followers of Khorne, and the huge explosion threw pieces of flesh and metal high into the sky. Flames swept across all directions, and for a moment the battlefield became a sea of ​​flames.

The high temperature melted the sand, and the position in front of the Astra Militarum almost turned into a red sea of ​​flowing glass. The subsequent Earthshaker shells splashed a large amount of hot liquid glass, burning many people.

The long-delayed Basilisk Artillery Tank finally arrived at its scheduled location.

The fierce bombardment completely turned the enemy into ashes, leaving only a group of Khorne believers who rushed faster to fight on the Astra Militarum position.

And the dozen or so people behind Astartes who were dumbfounded.

Now, the three Astartes slowly turned back, and the bright red firelight in the middle of the battlefield was reflected in the tactical eyepieces. They really looked like the gods of death coming to seek their lives.

Blood and fire filled the land. Wherever the Emperor's icon looked, and where the believers worshiped in the desert, rifts in the subspace slowly opened.

The blood and fire of the battlefield make perfect sacrifices for the altar.

The barrier between the warp and the real world is getting thinner, and the enemies these sacrifices can summon are becoming more and more powerful.

A bloodletting demon emerged from the crack, and they didn't expect that these people could summon him.

The Bloodletters are the most basic demon warriors under Khorne. They hold the Hell Blade with endless thirst for souls and blood. This huge black sword has absorbed many souls. The blood-letting demons are red all over, with full muscles, and have huge crescent-like horns on their heads. Their heads are also red, and their sharp teeth and long tongues are enough to scare everyone who sees them.

This Bloodletter has collected 288 souls. When he collects 888 souls, he will gain the favor of Khorne and become the unparalleled God Bloodletter.

There was once a Vampire, the Lord of Khorne, who cut down a quarter of a company of Gray Knights, which also gained him more favor from Khorne.

And this vampire will continue its slaughter. The heads of Catachan and Cadian warriors are not enough for it to win the favor of Khorne. It needs the heads of more and more powerful enemies.

After casually cutting down several believers around the altar, it headed towards the place where the artillery fire was the fiercest on the battlefield. Wherever there was war, he was there.

On the other side, the followers of Khorne are making their final resistance. The three Astartes chop the enemies into pieces like melons and vegetables. These people are not worthy of their mercy.

"Brother Anthony, something is coming this way."

Anthony looked in the direction indicated by the battle brother. The hazy blood coming out there indicated that it was a demon.

Three strikes, five strikes and two strikes knocked down the Khorne believers in front of them, and everyone immediately rushed towards the new enemy.

For the Astartes, they can still effectively resist the demons, but for mortals, it is a near-death situation.

Hope it's nothing too outrageous.

News came from the battleship in space that there was a strange reaction in the right eye of the Emperor's Icon.

The Astartes ordered all the Astra Militarum and Guardsmen to retreat, and the Red Torrent warriors stationed in the hive were coming.

Frosa made a prompt decision, quickly called a special aircraft, and led several soldiers to deal with the situation of the right eye of the Emperor's icon.

The soldiers dissuaded Frosa, and the deputy company commander asked for orders to go and deal with it. However, Frosa insisted on going in person and asked the deputy company commander to take command instead.

"This is an order." Frosa's attitude was very tough.

Several battle-hardened veterans went with Frosa to investigate. They did not have any anti-psychic equipment, but they brought large melta bombs and plasma guns with sufficient lethality.

Special aircraft roared into the sky, and troops on the ground hunted down scattered Khorne believers. The small number of enemies could no longer break through the blockade of the laser gun fire network, which was enough for the heroic warriors to relax their tense nerves.

The Astartes ran quickly and replaced the only magazine of psychic bombs. When dealing with Chaos, under Yifeng's constant request, they always had to bring a magazine of precious psychic bombs with them just in case. one.

Yifeng will never forget the fear of Karim, and he will always remember this lesson.

A large bloodletter appeared in the three tactical eyepieces. The enemy was very tall, but luckily it was not the terrifying divine bloodletter.

"Anthony, I'll hit it on the head, you hit it on the heart."

The bolt gun sprayed out a terrifying barrage, hitting the vampire in front like a violent storm.

This bloodletting ghost is also a ferocious person who was killed in the sea of ​​​​blood from the corpse mountain. The wide hell blade is blocked in front of it. Although it cannot be completely covered, its vital points can basically be blocked.

Unlike the great demons like Karim, who can treat physical attacks in reality as nothing, these ordinary bloodletting demons are still physical entities in real space, but they cannot stay in real space for too long.

The impact of the psychic bomb hit the wide blade of the Hell Blade, making it look like it was about to break.

The speed of both sides was very fast, and Baiju entered the sword fighting round in the blink of an eye.

The power sword and the hell blade connected, letting out an unbearable scream. Another power sword attacked the vampire from the side and was blocked by its hard black claws.

The third warrior wanted to go around behind the demon and attack, but saw the demon jump up. Compared to the bulky Astartes without a jetpack, the demon's bounce could easily cross theirs. Head over your head and rush behind the enemy.

The huge Hell Blade slashed from the back of Anthony, who was facing the enemy head-on. Although the two Astartes only looked at the tactical eyepieces, Anthony leaned down.

The warrior who had circled back stepped on Anthony's body and attacked the vampire. The warrior on the side also slashed at the enemy's right hand with a sword.

The vampire obviously did not expect that Anthony would suddenly lie down. He was caught off guard by the sudden thrust of another warrior. Although he blocked the enemy's sword, two fingers were cut off by the warrior attacking from the side.

The Vampires' roar shook the world, but the war cry that came through the Astartes loudspeakers filled the entire area.

"For the sake of the emperor, kill the monsters!"

Antony used the fierce sword technique derived from Jaghatai Khan to press forward step by step. He was now the main attacker. Astartes, who stayed in the front and slashed with the vampire, used Tai Chi sword technique to deal with it.

The third warrior tried to cut the enemy in half with a jumping slash, but the power sword drew sparks on the long horn on the enemy's head, and the tooth-ache-inducing scraping sound echoed in the sand dunes.

The vampire kicked Anthony away, and Anthony's front armor immediately dented, leaving a big footprint like a tattoo.

Anthony fell to the ground, and the vampire shook his head to throw away the warrior who failed in the sneak attack, and continued to attack the warrior in front of him.

"Delicious souls, your heads are worthy of the previous one hundred, no, two hundred mortals."

Vile whispers and blasphemous chants leaked out from between the dense and sharp teeth of the Vampire. His blade was even sharper. At this moment, the Vampire was like a champion blessed by Khorne.

champion? What I am fighting for is the championship.

The attacks of the Red Torrent warriors were even more violent. Needless to say, their hatred for Khorne. Even if Khorne came in person, I am afraid these warriors would launch a desperate charge.

Anthony switched to a defensive position again, wielding the power sword that was about to break to resist the enemy's attack, and the original defensive position was converted into an offensive position, launching an offensive from behind.

The third warrior raised his bolter and began firing. He was now in a supporting position, and his two bolter rounds successfully killed the vampire.

A bolt hit the sharp horn on the enemy's head, blasting the two crescent-shaped horns into nothingness. These two horns successfully blocked Anthony's sword blade in the last confrontation.

Another explosive bomb hit the enemy's thigh, and the strong explosion blew the vampire's thigh into an indescribable state of fracture.

It's difficult to balance on just one leg. The vampire fell to the ground.