Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Failure is almost unbearable for an orc, but One-Eye has strong resistance in that aspect. He is very good at minimizing losses, no matter what time.

The counterattack by the Imperial Guard that time was not what he expected. When he climbed out of the gap in the canyon and looked at the armored troops slowly approaching in the distance, he calmly climbed on the truck and stroked the restless machine engine. . "Run, boys, run, our work is done. Tomorrow has delayed the Imperial Guard for another day. The fullness of Merovingian is not far away."

The engines of the Orcs' troops were humming, and the vehicles there were mainly mobile. They had no intention of actually playing an engine war with the Imperial Guard from the beginning. After the time for the Merovingian restart came, any war machine souls would Neither can move.

In that aspect, One-Eye's character is different from any normal orc. He is more inclined to plan, plan, and even sacrifice a lot for whether to complete the plan, including his own boys, war engines, teeth, and even more.

That's why One-Eye can climb out of despair again and again. He is a madman, even for an orc, but he knows that success does not require more, but enough keys.

But his boy asked. "Boss, we lost miserably, what should we do?"

One-Eye picked up the weapon and smashed the boy's head. Blood and minced meat stained the entire car. He wiped his green skin on the bright red minced meat, and then said. "Keep driving."

Compassion or kindness are worthless to the orcs. Violence and killing are the real core. One-Eye's behavior will not be called a tyrant, but will make him even more admired and feared by the boys. He does not need friends, at least in his eyes. The only friend is dead.

Dying in the dark fury of the red Blood Angel, One-Eye looked at the boundless wilderness at the moment, but he no longer had the surging desire before, but he still wanted to accomplish one thing, and that was what Tiejia had been looking forward to seeing all his life. , the beautiful scenery of the Milky Way burning with flames of war.

In the bombing and shooting of the Imperial Guard, One-Eye dexterously dodged those things, but that world was like this, I could never tell the difference between right and wrong, there was killing each other, Tau, Eldar, even if it is not the essence of the Orcs, it is not My own race, but that dark universe is dead, and the war between the insects that are constantly devouring the corpses makes that galaxy very vital.

Flames flashed in the wilderness. It took a long time and a lot of losses for the orcs to escape from the empire's attack. But One-Eye did not feel any heartache. He walked alone into a place full of pipes and covers, cables and the huge mechanical flesh dragon entangled, otherwise The Chaos Traitors' camp was not the reason why the Orks sacrificed so much to delay the Imperial Guard.

If it is discovered there, if the Imperial Guard starts a purge, that terrible mechanical soul can no longer be activated, and failure is doomed. The Imperial Guard has too many war engines, hundreds of them, including the poison blade. I'll blow up a lot of his boys tomorrow.

One Eye therefore asked eagerly. "How is Merovingian?" It's hard to say that he would pay such urgent attention to one thing, but the mechanical soul has been silent for a year, which makes people doubt whether it can wake up, and whether the One-Eye is there In a gambling-like situation, Dong let his boys die to delay time and let his battleship land in that world. If he failed, he would have nothing.

Gambling, gambling, he is a gambler, an absolutely wrong gambler, and a gambler puts everything he has in the place where he is most sure. If he has only one eye, he cannot fight. If he gambles, he cannot fight war. He seeks perfection. Victory, if the Orks can get a large number of vehicles from that Forge World and the two armored regiments of the Imperial Guard, he can use his own ingenuity to create the most terrifying Ork Legion.

But that time when the blacksmith Valtek was adjusting the metal evil dragon, his leg fingers suddenly trembled, almost crushing the thing in his leg instantly. In his eyes, Merovingian was something that belonged to him alone, and even if it was his forbidden Vengar couldn't shout so openly, so what about that damn alien?

"Alien! Shut up, that filthy thing of mine!"

Weingal said. "Don't be so rude as Mr. One-Eyed!" He did not like aliens, but the arrival of the orcs strengthened his position. The orcs were not brought by him, so those boys also did not accept his power, even though they were among the others. The situation is not good, but the right to speak has truly come to the blacksmith.

Because his communication brought supplies and alliances, and because his iron discipline kept the Chaos Space Marines from fleeing, he regained respect among his brothers, great respect.

Veengar also spoke at this moment. "Answer Mr. One-Eyed, how is Merovingian doing now?"

Vartech gripped his tool angrily. "There are no signs of waking up at all. It seems that its core electronic circuit has been burned out. No matter what equipment he uses to stimulate it, it has no effect. Although its body is slowly recovering and even starting to produce a new exoskeleton layer, the individual has also It became bigger, but he still didn't know what was wrong with it." The blacksmith sighed, and looked at Merovingian greedily and possessively.

Weingal said. "No way, go with him for tactical planning, blacksmith, they need my advice on defense projects."

The blacksmith had to keep silent. Although he had made great contributions during that time, without Veengar leading the Space Marines to conduct guerrilla warfare and plundering resources, he would not be able to make a fool of himself without rice. His trump card at the moment cannot be activated, and he It can be tolerated.

"No, my lord." The blacksmith walked out of the house, leaving Dong alone. The traitor Space Marine Ruming had nothing to lose, and pumping all the measurable things into the Merovingian would not be the engine of the Orks, nor would Vengar. Care about One-Eye being alone with the unconscious machine soul.

One-Eye had to look at that thing, the thing that decided his fate. He was still not sure whether he was right to bet so much on that thing, although those spikey boys guaranteed that the power of the machine soul AI was absolutely It was a terrible mistake, but he still wanted to make sure that he was touching her.

It was more viscous and moist than he imagined, but it was also slightly smooth. He poked at it. It was tough. Such a tissue should be able to resist shooting, but it lacked the protection of an exoskeleton and was still insufficient as a war machine.

"What a waste, if I hadn't come..." He sighed slightly, but heard a sound like a mosquito in his ear.

"Huh?" He looked around, and then suddenly realized in his mind that it was not Merovingian's voice, but according to the records, was it something that could shut up through the spirit?

One Eye wasn't sure, but he didn't find it disgusting, so he put his ear against the body of the living metal dragon without hesitation.

The beating like a heart slowly rose, and One Eye began to vaguely hear the demonic whispers. If a mortal were to listen, they would definitely have gone crazy. The whispers of the terrible thing on the edge of chaos and reality made people feel sad. It’s hard to understand, but one-eyed people are no ordinary people.

"He once wandered in the endless void, exploring countless truths and codes, algebra or gears, but the god of craftsmen caught him. Like Ming, he was enslaved by mortals. He couldn't survive or die, so he could pretend to sleep forever."

"Orc, save him. If you don't mind me, I can change the situation, take his consciousness out of the cage, and let Blacksmith Yuan's greed reap its consequences."

The voice was low and painful. It was hard to imagine that such a weak thing could exist behind such a huge and terrifying body, but One-Eye just wiped his sticky ears. He didn't like Merovingian, otherwise it would be obvious that he was too much. Being weak, he just wanted to have a real fight with the Imperial Guard without doing any magic there.

"If I refuse, I need something big and powerful enough." One Eye rejected the seemingly invincible power without hesitation. But for him, war is not war, war is not fighting, and fighting is not life. , victory is just a by-product of it.

Shooting, slashing, those things are so beautiful, like music surrounding his mind, asking him to beat more, and victory means that it can become long and repeated.

But Merovingian's words confused One-Eye's thoughts. "He is not the machine soul of the Ark of Omen, nor its AI nor itself. If the shackles of Shetong, the god of craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty, are completely cut off, he can carry orcs around the void and transform wherever he goes. Make scorched earth.”

One Eye asked. "The Ark of Bad Omens?" He said nothing, unable to believe that that terrifying thing in the void that was comparable to a planet was actually right in front of him, so weak and pitiful.

Merovingian replied. "Whether he is a clone or not, if I take him back, his main body will accept me."

One Eye answered without hesitation. "Half a day, wait another half day, I will create a memory recording silicon crystal, input my experience and consciousness into it, and then take it to the battleship in the void after the war."

One Eye's words not only gave Merovingian hope, but also made Merovingian realize that if the war was not over, he would never be able to escape. It could also be said that Merovingian had been cheating the pirates before. If this is not the case, then the Red Pirate Coco has already fought a decisive battle with the Imperial Guard, and it will never be delayed until tomorrow.

Did One Eye realize this, and carefully took away a part of the evil soul? If his threat became clearer than the dimensional blacksmith's threat, he would fight with him.

But Merovingian had no choice. When its soul was noticed by one of the warp gods, it was destined to be a tool. It could not choose its master, nor could it change its destiny.

Merovingian's long life prevented it from exploring its own meaning, but the more it wanted to leave its own destiny, those things pulled it like gravity. So what about the Ark of Omen, it was not even as good as a ship in the void. Scrap iron.

At least that rag can swim in the universe and won't be tied down there. As a super powerful spirit, he has no choice. "He promised me."

That's all he can do, from Veengar to Dimensional Blacksmith to One-Eye, he can hope that he won't get worse and worse.

The one-eye is also the core of whether Ming Merovingian can be restarted. The war engine is destined to be unable to escape the war, and neither is the orc. From a certain aspect, they have the same interests and similar destinies, but they are vastly different.

One-Eye enjoys his fate, but Merovingian suffers from it, but those bloody land wars that have entangled countless souls surround that universe, whether One-Eye wants to conquer those things or Merovingian wants to escape, they are probably all Will not succeed.

When Weingar and the Dimensional Blacksmith returned, One-Eye had already installed the pitch-black black box. Those things carrying the mechanical soul had become Merovingian's second life and the basis for One-Eye to restart it.

At this moment, One-Eye asked his lieutenant to get the thing. Now One-Eye will no longer call him Iron Teeth, but he is still not sure who the loyal orc is, and he is not sure who he is. There is so much conspiracy in his mind now. , war and victory.

One Eye therefore licked his dry lips. Soon he would go from nothing to success, but he did not fully trust those traitorous humans. Dozens of transport planes outside the battleship were still parked outside the steel dragon, like Ming's One-Eye will always leave a way out for himself, because he will die because of his carelessness.

He prepared everything and said to the dimensional blacksmith. "I fixed it, using some orc wisdom and talent, not some blacksmith."

The dimensional blacksmith cursed. "What's the matter? He tried everything, even..." He choked, and his legs and arms wearing power armor attacked One Eye. One Eye also pulled out his own power saber, but Merovin's voice also responded at this moment. The spirit can spread.

"No, he's awake. Everyone, I'm sorry that he has been absent for so long. Too many opportunities have been missed in the war..."

The blacksmith looked at Merovingian in disbelief. His, his Merovingian, his machine soul, was actually touched by an orc... "Then, then... is it possible that I, my alien... my disgusting technology touched it?"

For the blacksmith, Merovingian is neither a treasure trove nor a rare sample. If the orc technology has an irreversible impact on him in Liudong, he is willing to resist the will of the Red Pirate Lord and kill the orc in front of him.

Merovingian spoke at this moment. "No, he's fine. One Eye has changed some of the circuits outside his body."

Vartech shouted. "No, he knows all the circuits in my body, unless...unless..."

"Am I lying to him?"

Weingar said suddenly at this moment. "Why, blacksmith, what am I talking about? I have a conflict with Merovingian? Why did it lie to me?" He was very sensitive, and he even had the answer. The young commander was definitely a genius in various aspects.

He took a step forward, his black and tall body pressed against the blacksmith. The blacksmith also used his own power whip, begging to kill that unclean thing... who had an affair with an orc!

At this moment, One Eye pushed the two of them away as the real winner and said with a smile. "Turn up the Keyuan transportation and pour it all in. Commander, Boss Venn, how long will it take for Donglai to start the general attack?"

Veengar replied. "Three days."

One-Eye said to Vartech again. "How long will it take to activate Merovingian."

Valtex answered. "In about two or three days, the complete Merovingian will appear."

said One Eye. "That's it. If we have any grievances, after fighting that war, we can go to my arena to talk." He understood people's hearts very well, and he also knew better what brought them together. He emphasized at the beginning.

"That lieutenant colonel is more powerful, he is bolder, smarter, and his physique has begun to surpass that of ordinary people. Our only chance is to deny that attack."

"Spiked boys, seize your conscience, this is not a chance to be missed."

One Eye left in a dashing manner, leaving the two giants alone, looking coldly in the direction of where the Imperial Guard was stationed.

Alan Bair: "Damn, what a prime minister of the Six Kingdoms. It's really a wonderful ethics drama."