Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Chapter 166: Unstoppable, the final fortress! (please order)

The war that broke out in the Randan galaxy was far more tragic than any war the empire had ever encountered before.

Three Primarchs.

Hundreds of thousands of Astartes, as well as countless mortal troops, devoted themselves to this war.

The dark and silent universe was filled with the apocalyptic glow brought about by the explosion of light spears and macro cannons.

The entire starry sky was covered with dazzling neon lights that could blind people.

The prosperous planets turned into scorched earth.

Those giant mechanical fortresses driven by huge power engines that could travel across the universe and span thousands of light-years were penetrated by the continuous bombardment. The ammunition compartments inside that could extinguish the stars exploded, and the light they produced was instantaneous. The time even exceeded the stars and lasted for several months.

In such an intense war.

Even the Emperor's Angels of Death, those two-hearted Astartes, are nothing more than consumables.

It's a series of numbers marked red and bold on a torrent of data reports.

Even human Randan.

Boom!

Only a thin layer of void shield is left.

Gilles paused briefly and continued: "It is indeed a pity for the Seventh Primarch. You have studied my past experiences carelessly and have not talked with some heavenly masters of the Seventh Legion. I have no extraordinary intellect. , is destined to be a terrible opponent, even if he is not forced into a desperate situation, he can still lose focus. "

There is no way to withstand the impact of explosion radiation.

When the Seventh Emperor's War broke out, the Imperial Small Crusade had not yet retreated halfway.

It's like high tide.

According to the abnormal situation, Ladoronte is Yu Hong's angel of death. Even if his life is not eternal, it is doubtful that he can easily live for another thousand years. At the very least, in just a few dozen times and a hundred years, it is difficult to see the signs of aging on the faces of the Ladorontes.

At some point, even the entire main battle fleet may be lost in the turbulent torrent of subspace, and contact will be completely lost. Even the most experienced navigator family and astropath singing group cannot guarantee the danger.

But when war breaks out, the territories conquered by the empire will continue to provide the empire with various resources, including population. Just like a snowball, the overall power of the empire will become smaller and smaller in the process until it can be resisted.

Saint Asta said, "If that dispute can be resolved peacefully, the empire founded by your father may have a new look, and you will also have to fight each other."

But these mortal commanders and narrators, who were responsible for operating the warships and exchanging information, were out of luck.

Even though he was born with no fear, Ladoronte's strength of will was extraordinary.

Because in the subsequent war, the very small amount of energy outside the subspace engine has not yet been poured into the main gun.

Not just staying in the physical universe of the real world.

In the past few decades, that ancient human force has expanded its territory in the dark galaxy.

It just depends on whether it will belong to the empire sooner or later.

Eventually, a huge explosion is formed that can completely destroy it.

The Emperor Alliance has completely lost the possibility of confrontation with the Imperial Navy, and that war will also enter the forefront.

Gilles' aging is almost visible to the naked eye, but my body is still small and burly.

By the time the Empire drags the battlefield into the stage of attrition warfare that it is best at, the Emperor's defeat is not yet destined.

Who is weak and who is strong can be seen at a glance.

A strange high-pitched voice came from the darkness.

Our goal is not even to use it to retreat and kill the emperor's overlord, but to use our own flesh and blood to consume the opponent's ammunition.

The number of soldiers in the empire is the winning number.

During the years when the Yu-Hong War broke out.

"It's okay even if you think that way!"

As for the human empire, which is small in size and has vast territory, there is no price we can afford to give up.

About a minute or two ago.

Even compared to the original body, its body shape is quite different.

Yu Hongfu raised his head and saw that the angel was perfectly cast, and his peerless face with bones like a ghost's sword and pen was exposed to the bright starlight, and the dazzling light of gold flowed under the fine hair.

"Although the Emperor and the Empire are both human beings, their relationship is destined to be one of life and death!"

But slowly, some of the Radolontes joined in, beating their chests with bolters.

The small Death Star was able to stagger away from the siege of several King of Glory battleships.

Click!

Just by looking at a person who spends a day, he can be called a veteran outside the auxiliary army.

The empire spent countless costs and resources.

It also spreads outside the subspace through some way that is incomprehensible and cannot be explained backwards by the truth of the empire.

At first, it was just these mortal generals and the narrators responsible for the paperwork who waved their fists cheerfully, cheering for what was happening behind them.

Whether it's the empire or Ran Dan.

The chief commander wearing Terminator power armor is nearly eight meters tall.

at the same time.

"Such a failure is easy to come by, and many people sacrificed their precious lives for it." Gilles said, and I looked in front of the angel.

"It's right behind your eyes."

In order to get some precious STC templates.

In the eyes of the commanders.

The ripples of war.

The Emperor also has his own expedition.

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It is also reducing the will of mortal soldiers to fight.

"Before that war begins, there will be the Eighth Emperor War." Saint Astra and Gilles stood side by side, looking at the boundless starry sky in the French windows. You shook your head, and the soft voice echoed in the ears of the chief captain, "But at this time, the Emperor will care about the existence of the alliance. The power it sees may bring little trouble to the empire, but it is absolutely possible to threaten the foundation of the empire's existence again."

And it must be the words of the two warships combined.

Boom!

Yu Hongfu appeared quietly in front of Saint Yu Hongfu.

A moment ago.

Boom!

But it is true.

The difference lies in the price paid and the time consumed.

The bright white tide washed away the piled gravel under the beach.

Yu Hongfu looked at the angel with burning eyes, and said in a normal and serious voice, "The relaxation of thoughts is often the end of degeneration. My little man, as the Primarch, you should be more strict with yourself as a matter of course!"

The bullets outside his barrel are being consumed every moment.

At the beginning.

Once we have a way to slowly retreat and decapitate, we can cause devastating damage to the enemy's lower levels.

For a while, the mortals were thrown out directly from their seats.

The various mechanical fortresses, defensive buildings, etc. carried by the Death Star were all quietly evaporated in that huge force. The steel shell inside was also torn apart layer by layer like shaved ice, turning into hot and cold sparks and dissipating into the distant space.

You also showed a smile on your face, but the smile slowly turned into calmness.

"But you are sighing, is there nothing to watch?" Gilles said.

"Oh ho ho!"

The already safe subspace.

"You know!" Saint Yu Hongfu lamented loudly, "but you just don't think like that sometimes..."

And the alien alliance ruled by Yu Hong needs a continuous supply of technology and benefits to maintain.

Amidst the sound and sound, a miniature sun appeared behind Saint Astra.

The dazzling light is unbearable even for the original body. Tears are secreted in your eyes. You raise your head with a little pleasure, and use the strong and thick wings on your back to block the beams of light coming in your face.

The difference,

With the retreat of the war and the recovery of Shana's forging world.

Sneak!

These crazy mechanical sages even sacrificed their lives.

One draws fresh blood from its own territory, while the other continuously supplies blood.

Gilles said, "Whether it is an alien or artificial intelligence, it is a red line that anyone can touch. It must be true as he said, then the truth of Randan will not exist again, and the foundation of the existence of the human empire will be shaken."

Melted steel can no longer support such a huge structure, and its structure ends exploration under the influence of gravity.

With the two glorious male king-level battleships, the Red Tear and the Truth of Qu, firing at full force.

Before the destruction of the Death Star called the Final Fortress.

The Mechanicus sages of Mars are also desperately recovering all worthless relics and lost science and technology from the battlefield of the Emperor, and the dark age.

There is no way to win and end the war in a short time.

Those planets are constantly providing fresh blood for the battlefield.

The firepower that bursts out instantly has a certain probability of sinking the Death Star.

While keeping firing.

Hundreds of life planets have been incorporated into our rule, and even some well-known aliens have joined that huge organization.

As the intensity of the war continued to increase, it became more and more difficult.

In the Imperial Galaxy.

So,

those mortal auxiliary troops were just numbers as consumables.

Those received were slowly used in the armories of various legions. With the upgrade of equipment, the firepower of the Glory King-class battleships was also significantly improved.

Indeed, just like the Empire.

The lives of those human warriors were counted down.

And the natural consequence is that this war will turn into a tragic meat grinder, greedily sucking those fresh flesh and blood, even if hundreds of millions of lives are lost, it can't fill the endless appetite of the gluttonous.

But compared with the Empire's low-level unity, military-first thinking, subject politics, and human-first, Ran Dan represents the low-level centralized organizational structure of all mankind.

"You are indeed a pity."

"He is always so sharp and hides everything from you." Saint Asta tilted his head and said with a smile.

Although the strategy adopted by the Empire is cruel.

Since entering the battlefield.

The balance device of the Red Tear resumed its abnormal working state.

The terrible destructive power of the Mechanicus Fleet in that war was far inferior to that of Yu Hongfut, which really surprised Saint Astra.

The shortcomings of Yu Hong's loose federal rule were also exposed in that war.

——

Two light spears with a diameter of more than 100 meters instantly crossed a distance of hundreds of thousands of kilometers and hit the steel barrier behind them by mistake.

As the energy in the subspace engine was re-infused into the void shield, the turbulence caused by the explosion gradually subsided.

"Little man."

Now, it has not been done yet. The main gun of a single King of Glory battleship is not enough to cause slight damage to the inner shell armor of the Death Star.

And for the emperor.

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The violent vibrations were transmitted to the Red Tears in the form of waves.

Before a moment of silence, cheers came from below the command deck.

The battleship like a battle fortress was bumping up and down in the tidal shock wave. The steel rubbed and collided with each other, making a loud noise, and the siren also sounded. Saint Asta maintained his balance with ease, and the Ladorontes beside you also activated their magnetic boots early, firmly fixing their bodies under the floor, their small bodies as stable as a mountain. Generally moved.

"What he did was very bad. You have suffered another defeat, your chief." Sheng Yu Hongfu's slender fingers gently touched the skin at the corner of the chief company commander's eyes.

Finally, before a moment of stalemate.

The red and cold barrel of the main gun gradually returned to the abnormal temperature after being poured with hundreds of tons of heat coolant.

Forty-four percent of us live more than seventy-seven hours.

When necessary, the smallest sacrifice can be made.

The two forces squeeze each other.

"My lord, with all due respect, such a possibility does exist."

It would be embarrassing to feel exhausted in such a war, not to mention those mortals who were hastily transferred from various star regions.

The cold energy generated by the beam is like ripples under the surface of a lake, spreading in all directions along the uneven and flat surface of the Death Star. Within a few breaths, the deadly torrent of energy has not yet covered it. covering the entire surface of the steel planet.

Even if it's to conquer the galaxy.

The angel turned around and looked at the scene behind him.

But those small failures will accumulate and eventually turn into a torrent of small trends that can completely change the situation, ruining Yu Hong's last hope of breaking through the blockade of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

A small half of the galaxy fell under Terra's rule again, and all the aliens and mutants that once roamed these white and dark planets were slaughtered. The old order was completely overthrown, and a new, more inefficient ruling structure was established under the guidance of the imperial regent Maccazzo.

Scientific and technological relics of the White and Dark Ages, and a small amount of precious technical analysis.

Through the gaps between feathers and arms, one could see the Emperor's home planet.

But his hair is not completely white yet, the wrinkles on his face are deep, his blue eyes are deeply sunken in the sockets, and he looks normal and tired.

They ran rampant with screams mixed with fear and excitement. Some of them were unlucky enough to fall to the wall unprotected, covering their heads and letting out a happy hum. Those who were not unlucky were easily hugged by the Blood Angels beside them, and were injured as a result.

In recent times, the number of these battleships missing in the subspace is overwhelming.

The internal steel structure of the Death Star was exposed to the vacuum, and the icy-hot low-pressure gas escaped along the gaps, leaving white smoke trails in the vacuum.

The Red Tears and Qu Zhenli were on the right and left, and they were broken backwards.

Every minor development at the military level is based on the sacrifice of hundreds of millions of mortals.