Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

"Boys, cut him!" A big guy brandished a machete and pointed at Horatio on horseback, and let out a roar that echoed throughout the battlefield.

In an instant, the greenskins that were originally scattered in all directions rushed towards the brigade headquarters from all directions, 180 degrees from the front, and instinctively obeyed the orders of this more powerful and domineering big guy.

"Hollow Phalanx! Hollow Phalanx! Line soldiers with bayonets on the outside! Military musicians, flag bearers and officers enter the circle!" Lieutenant Colonel John Moore of the 88th Infantry Regiment shouted to the soldiers.

Soon, the drummers and flute players in place played tunes that symbolized the corresponding formations. The soldiers, like scattered sand, found the backbone and gathered around the brigade headquarters to the familiar tune.

The British red-coated soldiers were based on three rows, with the first row kneeling and raising their guns, the second row standing and raising their guns, and the third row holding their guns on their shoulders as an anti-impact reserve.

The thick human wall formed a completely enclosed large square hollow array, guarding the important facilities of the brigade headquarters, regimental flag, company flag, queen's flag and senior officers in the middle.

"Get down!" Horatio shouted to Sir Wellesley's personal guards.

The soldiers dragging Jazz quickly fell to the ground to clear the firing range for their comrades. The next second, they heard the shooting order.

"Company A, focus the frontal volley and open fire!"

"B Company, diagonally to the right! Fire!"

Burning, burning, burning!

The privates of the reserve battalion, who were kneeling in a double row and firing in a row, knelt in one row and stood in the second row. Facing the charging green-skinned beasts, they launched a dense volley of fire nets.

The sound of high-energy beam volleys drowned out the wind and roar in the soldiers' ears at this moment. The muzzle of the laser gun fired red flames, and the dense gun beams shot at the greenskins and farts.

"Ah!" The bastards in the first row who were the fastest and most advanced were the first to suffer. They were immediately beaten to pieces by lasers. These ugly and frail aliens who were not tall and often only reached a person's thighs. kind,

It can even be shot through with a laser shot.

The half-kneeling soldier could just take aim at these bastards.

The laser beam burned through their ugly heads with wide ears, instantly cooking the internal tissues and organs, and then passed through the back of the head and shot to the next equally ugly alien with warts on its nose.

The soldiers standing in the second row aimed at the tall green-skinned boys.

Most of these green-skinned guys were indifferently exposing their bodies filled with explosive muscles, and only a few of the big guys wore armor made of tattered iron sheets.

Some of them were still covered in sticky liquid.

Although the laser gun is a little weak against the rough but thick junk armor of the big guy, it is still a handy weapon against these armor-less greenskins.

[Why are these greenskins not wearing equipment and covered with a layer of disgusting slime? ]

Horatio looked at the unusual, naked green-skinned orcs that suddenly appeared, vaguely aware of something, and thought thoughtfully.

In his previous life, he had read a book called "Alienology" published by an unknown company in Nottingham, which contained a lot of physiological knowledge about aliens in the Warhammer world.

Greenskins reproduce asexually, growing from small, pointed mushrooms that grow from spores.

When the fungus breeding pod matures, these green skins will hatch out. The newly born green skins are mature, taller, larger and stronger than humans, and they will also carry part of the nutrient solution in the spore pods.

[In other words, that mountain ----- is actually the wreckage of a garbage ship that was destroyed and fell to the surface of the planet when the green skins broke through the orbit? ! ] he thought keenly.

Riding on a tall horse, he raised his monocular and looked at the large hole where green skin was still pouring out.

He tried to observe its interior, and the built-in data analysis device gave him an analysis opinion.

After adjusting the telescope, the scene he saw was indeed similar to the interior of the green-skinned garbage ship he had seen before. The piles of skoog excrement were mixed with countless spores and provided nutrients for them.

Many large and small green mushroom-like plants have grown next to it.

At the same time, the fermented feces can also keep the internal temperature in a more suitable range to facilitate the growth and development of spores.

As long as the external environment and temperature are suitable, these spores will bear fruit at an astonishing speed and at unexpected times.

Horatio remembered that he had seen many such bare hills along the way. They were all covered with thick snow and could not be seen to be significantly different from the surrounding environment. He himself did not pay attention at the time.

Everyone thought it was a hillside terrain transformed by the agricultural world and used for planting fruit trees.

[By the God-Emperor, if those hills are all the wreckage of garbage ships filled with green-skinned spores----] He looked at the fruit trees growing new buds on the roadside, and suddenly his scalp felt numb.

Yes, spring is here, it is really full of vitality, and the scene of all things competing is still in front of you——"

Now he knew why the rebels shrank their defenses and retreated.

There is no doubt that the participants in the battle on this planet are no longer just the Empire versus the Chaos rebels. Judging from the spread of green skins, the battle on the surface has probably become a big chaos. war.

However, this is actually the case.

Looking towards the planet Farr from the planet's low-Earth orbit, the Imperial Navy officer suddenly discovered that dense explosions of flames appeared both inside and outside the originally confrontational battle line. It became more and more intense, and even tended to spread out like a goddess scattering flowers, even on both sides. The rear area, which is theoretically very safe, was not spared.

The General Staff of the Far Star Frontier Army also received hundreds of attack reports from various units in a short period of time.

Some of these units are on the march, some are stationed in military depots, and some are directly in the rear areas such as logistics training hospitals.

Because the positions were so scattered and irregular, the draftsman could not even draw the current estimated battle line for a while. But there was one thing Horatio couldn't understand.

Just these small groups of greenskins who lack armor and guns, even if they are large in number, do they really need the rebels to withdraw from the front lines and form organic armored forces to deal with them?

These newly grown boys don't have heavy equipment like Gu Juji and Killing Pot, at least not yet.

A bad premonition vaguely arose in Horatio's heart.

Horatio's side.

"Ah! Damn it! How did these aliens appear! Did they grow out of the ground?! Ah,

hateful! my arms. "Complaints came first. Lord Wellesley, who was covered in mud and in a state of embarrassment, squeezed into the safer phalanx under the escort of the guards.

"Bless the Queen, my dear, are you okay?" The frightened Sir Lady gathered her strength and rushed forward. Her trembling hands and pale face made her look more like a survivor who had returned from the battlefield than Sir Sir.

"You don't look well, ser. And unfortunately, these aliens really do grow out of the ground." Horatio said while nervously observing the gap where green skins were constantly pouring out.

"Hiss, I think my arm must be broken. God Emperor, I can't move my right hand now."

As Jazz gasped for air, the brigade medic arrived with a medical kit and immediately performed emergency treatment on his arm that was at a weird angle.

But after a hundred days of broken bones, even with the help of the empire's miraculous medical technology, Jazz may not be able to use his right hand for command operations for a long time.

"Sir Wellesley, we must immediately send a report to the General Staff, and also have engineers inspect these small slopes along the way. There are likely to be the wreckage of green-skinned garbage ships filled with spores. Now the climate is suitable and the water and soil are abundant. , it’s just a good time for green skins to hatch on a large scale.”

Horatio put down the telescope and frowned.

"Your Majesty the God-Emperor——that is to say, there are these greenskins lurking everywhere on our way here? Huh?"

Jazz, whose hair was messy and even his hat fell to the ground and was stepped into the mud by the green skin, gritted his teeth as he looked at the ferocious green aliens in front of him, Wu Juejue, who were charging forward and approaching the phalanx.

Moreover, the rebel armored forces may also make moves. There is obviously no need for the Chaos Rebels to withdraw powerful armored units from the front lines if it is just to clear out these small-scale, but scattered greenskins for defense. "

"You mean——" Sir Wellesley's eyes were lost in thought and he realized something.

"Report! A call from the left front!" The messenger carrying the sound array system shouted and ran towards Juetu.

"Left hand! Left hand! God Emperor, give me your left hand! Squirt!" The messenger instinctively put the microphone into Jazz's broken right hand, and finally Jazz grabbed the sound array microphone with his left hand.

"We are the 339th Mordian Light Infantry Regiment! Our front line was attacked by enemy armored forces while advancing! Repeat, we are the 339th Mordian Light Infantry Regiment! Our forward security defense line was attacked by enemy armored forces. Shin troops attack!

We have no mobile armor force! We must stop our advance now and build defensive positions on the spot!

Wait, what the hell is that thing rushing over? !

New situation! Aliens are also coming! And aliens! Asking for support! Asking for support! "

The first call was hung up, and the next one came from the 42nd Highland Guard Regiment guarding the right side. "Bad news, Sir, there are aliens in the area that our forward reconnaissance force has surveyed! There are quite a few of them. Our forward troops The troops are engaged, we must stop the advance immediately! Repeat, Your Excellency! We must stop the advance immediately and organize defense!"

"The God Emperor is your Majesty." Jazz grabbed the microphone of the sound array dully and looked at the surroundings that were peaceful and peaceful ten minutes ago. Suddenly, there were shouts of killing, gun flames were everywhere, and his Adam's apple twitched a few times.

"As bad as it sounds, I didn't expect the enemy's armor to take advantage of the chaos and deliver a right hook to our left flank.

Lord Wellesley, please order the 1st Brigade to stop advancing and build a defensive position on the spot first!

After the immediate crisis is resolved, decide how to adjust the combat deployment. Things have changed drastically now, and the original plan is definitely no longer applicable. Horatio suggested.

Sir Wellesley hung up the phone, gritted his teeth and asked the messenger to connect all the headquarters of the front units.

"The brigade headquarters ordered all advancing companies to immediately stop advancing, build a mobile defense front, and send reconnaissance troops to inspect all nearby raised slopes. If the wreckage of a broken warship is found, it will be blasted immediately and the surrounding land will be incinerated.

At the same time, the brigade headquarters is under attack at this moment, and a transfer order is issued here. The nearest Macarius heavy tank unit immediately returns to defend the brigade headquarters! I want to see your armored tracks within twenty minutes! "

The imminent threat of beheading made the 1st Brigade no longer care about the Modians who were attacked by enemy armor next to them.

Everything will be decided after the life-and-death crisis is resolved.

More than 200 line soldiers guarding the area, under the command of officers at all levels, fired in turns at the roaring greenskins, providing cover in turn, forming an uninterrupted firepower strike network.

However, some of the big greenskins still managed to rush to the front of the defense line despite the rain of lasers. The first row of British soldiers who took up the battle raised their shining bayonets and burst into the same deafening roar, engaging in a bloody melee with these terrifying aliens with twisted and terrifying faces.

This picture reminded Horatio of the same group of line soldiers in red clothes forming a hollow square formation on the battlefield of Waterloo tens of thousands of years ago to fight against the tall cuirassiers rushing towards them.

However, these greenskins are larger and more deadly than Napoleon's cuirassiers.