Man in Warhammer, starting Primarch.

Chapter 203, 10, Brother Du: "Boy, come here and fight, it's fun!"

For Vigilance Star, today is another ordinary and boring day. The garbage cities of the green-skinned orcs are scattered all over the wilderness, the cult of the Genestealers is knocking on every door, the Dark Eldar are looking for their favorite toys, and the fleet of the Demon Alliance is suspended in the outer orbit of the atmosphere.

Incidentally, this world currently remains loyal to the Empire.

On the wilderness plains of Vigilance Star.

"Boys, fire up your engines! Now is no time to dawdle! Come with me into the sandstorm, run as fast as you can! When we run into those monsters, we'll start!"

"Waaagh!"

The cheers of the orc boys echoed across the plain.

The green-skinned warlord who was shouting slogans stepped on the modified tank with the reddest paint job, and roared with excitement.

His name is Cruel Kada, and in every war, he is always the first orc to arrive on the battlefield.

The only secret that allowed him to take first place every time was that he would kill those orcs who arrived at the battlefield faster than him.

He had followed Bonebreaker on Dugo's great expedition, and those were the happiest years of his life. They kept a close eye on the insect swarm and killed different kinds of insects every day.

Bugs are the orcs' favorite opponents, not only because they are good at fighting and there are enough of them, but also because they have a lot of fangs!
Teeth are the currency of the orcs. By killing other races, you can harvest at most two decent fangs, but by killing insects, you can easily harvest hundreds of fangs.

Not only was it fun to play, but you could also get coins. Cruel Kada still misses those days not long ago.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. During a warp voyage, he unfortunately became separated from the Ork fleet.

Cruel Kada floated in the subspace, and sometimes he even thought he was about to die.

But at a certain point in time, Du Ge suddenly appeared in his dream, sent his fleet back to the real universe, and appeared directly in the Alert Galaxy.

Cruel Kada didn't know what was so special about this ordinary-looking planet in front of him.

But Brother Du gave him a divine revelation - boy, come here and fight, it will be fun!

Cruel Kada thought, since Brother Du said so, how could it be false?

Then he brought the boys to the Warning Star, but the past half month was really boring.

Xiami is Du Ge's ally and cannot be attacked.

There was no one decent in the wilderness except some wild beasts and the short-sighted pointy-eared bastards (eldar).

Cruelly, I thought, this is not fun either.
He thought there wouldn't be anything fun to be found here, maybe it was not the right time yet, so Cruel Kada organized the boys to hold a drag racing competition around the world. Naturally, he won the championship, and then he also won a fire-eating competition.

Although he lost three fingers in these games, he was still very happy.

The orcs who believe in Dugo like to do challenges and excitement the most.

The blood-red tattoos of overlapping heavy wheels not only give them more courage, but also make their skin thicker and less susceptible to injury.

Relying on these games, the orcs successfully passed that boring time.

Then, the warp stuff showed up in the Sentinel systems.

When Tech Boy told Cruel Kada about this, the Orc Warlord was overjoyed.

This is a lot of fun.

"I think we should hide and not be scared away by those ghosts."

In order to keep the fun going, Cruel Kada even used his seldom-used brain.

He was pleased with his own wit.

The orcs who believe in Dugo are all smart guys.

So he took his orc subordinates and the newly born boy and hid in a mine in the wilderness.

Prepare to give these ghosts a big surprise!

"Boss, I saw those ghosts!"

On the scarlet Thunderbolt Explosion speeding chariot, a green-skinned boy yelled at the top of his lungs. On this speeding chariot, no orc would pay attention to the alarms of the instruments inside the chariot.

Hearing the green-skinned boy's voice, Cruel Click opened his mouth happily, but he forgot that they were currently in a sandstorm. This bad weather directly filled his mouth with sand containing chemical waste.

In the direction the green-skinned boy pointed, a group of Chaos warriors holding bloody flags and covered with blasphemous runes were looming in the wind and sand.

"They're those spiked bastards. Just hit them, boss!" the green-skinned boy yelled.

He asked excitedly, holding a large explosive machine gun that was larger than his head.

"A spikey jerk? Let me take a look." Cruel Kada picked up the telescope, a long cylindrical telescope, and successfully projected his sight over there.

He watched carefully.

Spiked Bastards is what the Orcs call Chaos Space Marines.

Xiami is Du Ge’s ally, Xiami is good.

Spiked punks are not allies, punks are bad.

But the good and the bad among them still need him, as the boss, to carefully distinguish. After all, from the perspective of the Orcs, the difference between Chaos Space Marines and Imperial Space Marines is very subtle.

"What a spiky bastard!" Cruel Kada laughed wildly, "Guys, kill them!"

“waaagh!!!”

"Brother Du protects us!"

The orcs roared in anger, and the graffiti of overlapping heavy wheels on the totem glowed with light, sheltering all the orcs in a mysterious force field.

The bloody tattoos on their bodies echoed with the totems. At this moment, they were bigger, harder and more fearless!

The huge convoy suddenly accelerated, the engines made even more unbearable screams, and the earth was shaking.

The flame-breathing boys were howling and breathing fire at the yellow sand in the sky, and the machine gun boys were even stuffing the fart spirits beside them directly into the gun barrels.

The Red Blood Gang, which was on the march, was visibly stunned when they saw this large group of howling orcs rushing out of the wind and sand.

Then they drew their weapons.

Who are they? They believe in Khorne.

When facing this group of orcs, just use the "Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God" and then jump and attack.

"Boom!——"

Amidst the huge roar, the Red Blood Gang, which was the first to launch the attack, was directly knocked dozens of meters away by the orcs' "Bang Bang Truck".

After landing heavily on the ground, his body, which weighed more than three tons and was wearing heavy armor, plowed a ditch of more than ten meters in the wilderness of Alert Star.

The orcs' Bang Bang truck was directly scrapped due to this accident. Hundreds of green-skinned guys jumped out of the abandoned truck in an instant, forming a small green tide that instantly submerged the red-blooded warrior.

Even the fallen warriors blessed by Khorne would find it difficult to contend with the large orc forces.

What's more, these are not ordinary orcs. This is an orc army with three-color graffiti and no shortcomings in attack and defense speed.

With just one charge, the Blood God's followers, who were not very smart, were thrown to the ground.

The green tide was like a tsunami, engulfing them in an instant.

With a cruel click, he stepped on the accelerator directly into the fuel tank, and the chariot, which had been specially modified by the great master, rumbled over the group of idiots who shouted "Surrender your skull to your seat".

Wherever it passed, the yellow sand was filled with profane blood, and broken limbs flew everywhere. The scene was extremely cruel for a while.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull for skull."

A Space Marine from the Red Blood Gang had most of his body crushed by the spiked wheels. When his head was thrown under the car, he was still shouting the slogan of the Blood God.

"Waaagh!——" The cruel click of the thunderbolt-like speeding chariot was felt, and the wheels rolled over the body of the spiky jerk.

The spiked wheels rolled up a mixture of bone and blood, and the blood spurted out from the ruptured arteries, even spraying on the driver's face.

Feeling the warmth on his cheek, Cruel Kada's heart became even hotter. He shouted with excitement, feeling extremely happy.

He flexibly controlled the chariot, and the two spiked bastards were hung on the chains of the chariot. He cruelly stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and carried the bodies of the two fallen warriors at a speed of hundreds of kilometers per hour.

If it were an ordinary human being, they would not be able to hold on for even a minute under such dragging and would lose their life.

But they won't.

They are Space Marines who have surrendered to Chaos. Transformation surgeries have made their bones as hard as steel, and the blessings of the Chaos Gods have also given them stronger vitality. These things that they were once proud of have now become the source of their torture at the hands of the Orcs.

The armor of the two fallen space marines was shattered, and their flesh and blood rubbed against the dusty ground. The blasphemous blood was evenly smeared on the ground, leaving two bloody tracks for the chariot.

They howled in pain, but the more miserable they cried, the more excited the cruel Clicking's expression became.

It is obviously impossible to expect the orc warlords to have sympathy.

Soon, this group of Red Blood War Gang, as well as the accompanying Khorne demons, were all tortured to death by the orcs.

"Boss, where are we going now?" After the brief encounter, an orc boy with blood on his body asked excitedly.

"Keep moving forward, and beat up any ghosts you see!" Cruelly pounded on the steering wheel and shouted, "I've seen it all before, a bunch of ghosts from the subspace, coming down in droves, don't let them get away!"

"waaagh! The boss is right!"

The orc army started moving again, the roar of the engine shook the whole world, dust flew, and the earth trembled.

The huge exhaust pipe spewed out billowing black smoke, which gathered together to form a low, thick cloud.

Under the cover of this black cloud, the green tide of orcs pressed towards the coalition of demons with unparalleled power.

"I knew that Brother Du would never lie to a guy like me!" While driving the chariot cruelly, he did not forget to look back at the two fallen warriors who were dragged by the chariot.

The miserable howls of pain from the two fallen warriors were like chili oil dripping into the blood, making the orc warlord's blood boil.
Thinking that there are more people, more battles, and more toys ahead of the sandstorm—

Cruel Kada couldn't help but roar to vent the burning heat in his chest.

"Waaagh! Cool!"

The other orc boys also roared along, and all of their motorcycles stepped on the accelerator to the lowest position.

The red-painted tank engine erupted with flames several meters long, carrying with it a sky full of yellow sand and black exhaust gas, and rushed forward in a mighty manner.

Harkon Worldreaver: "."

The advance officer of the Black Expedition looked gloomily at the scene on the instrument where hundreds of millions of green-skinned orcs were rushing towards them in a mighty force.

At the forefront of this green tide, these violent aliens have begun slaughtering the demon soldiers.

Next to the World Rider, there was a spear stuck into the surface of the Vigilance Planet.

The World-Taker likes to drive his spear into the surface of a planet during war, thus announcing the death of that world.

This book is a testimony to his supreme glory.

But now - he felt that the spear was inserted a little too early.

Is he going to pull out the spear now?
Are the brains of these orcs completely useless? Why are they not fighting the Imperial Army, but staring at the Demonic Alliance and fighting to the death?

"Who can tell me what's going on now?!" The anger of the World Stealer was integrated into his words.

"In the previous intelligence, weren't the false emperor's servants fighting these aliens?"

"Based on the intelligence we obtained previously, that is indeed the case, sir," his adjutant replied cautiously.

At this time, the adjutant also showed confusion on his face.

Their scouts had indeed brought back footage of humans fighting orcs not long ago. But what they didn't know was that after a brief conflict with the orcs, the imperial soldiers applied to the Military Affairs Department for help.

The Military Affairs Department, on the other hand, gave the order to ignore the orcs.

The World-Rival sat on his throne, looking at the previous intelligence, and from time to time he looked up at the spear that was inserted into the surface of the planet.

"It seems that those despicable servants of the false emperor have colluded with the aliens and formed an alliance with those lowly orcs." The World Rider said through gritting his teeth.

"Sir, what should we do next?" asked the adjutant.

The World-Taker raised his head and stared at the vast green tide of orcs on the screen in front of him.

"We must clean up this world as quickly as possible. The Warmaster is coming soon, and we must get it done before he arrives."

"Kill them and dedicate this world to Lord Abaddon. Let these despicable resisters understand that all this belongs to the plunderers of the worlds. Their stubborn resistance will only bring about their own ultimate destruction."

World-Taker Harken said in a firm tone.

Although the orcs and the empire are a powerful force, they are not enough to intimidate the demonic coalition.

What's more, it is absolutely impossible for the World Stealer to pull out the spear that has been inserted into the surface of the planet.

The adjutant nodded. He easily extracted the key information from the words of the World Taker - Abaddon was coming.

The main force is right behind us, so victory is inevitable.

"Sir, this planet will soon become your trophy," he said loudly.

The blazing flames of war danced with the smoke and dust, quickly enveloping the Alert Star in smoke.

Following the World Rider's orders, the large demonic mechanical array started up with a rapid alarm.

Rows of weapons made the sound of gears turning, and the demonic engines inside them screamed in pain.

As the Demon Alliance and the Orc Legion came into close combat, the World Reaper ordered the fleet in outer orbit to provide fire cover and indiscriminate bombing of the surface, and more and more corrupted were sent to the ground battlefield.

The roar of artillery and the flames spread, illuminating the whole world.

The flames of war ignited on the plains of Alert Star, burning more and more fiercely until they ignited the entire sky.

(End of this chapter)