Warhammer in a box

Chapter 305: Fighting against Brother Mao
Even if the orcs here are weaker than Volkan imagined, Volkan does not intend to hold back.

He raised the sledgehammer in his hand with all his strength and smashed it directly on Tiepi's head.

“It’s too fast to see clearly!!!”

This was the only thought in Ironhide's mind, the Primarch's movements were so fast that Ironhide didn't even have time to block, as the Dawnbringer was about to smash Ironhide's head.

The second brother Gao Mao, who was thought to have left, actually came here again.

The two orc gods felt the power in Volkan that originally belonged to them, and actually tried to use the massive waaagh energy to kill Volkan directly to avenge themselves!

Waaagh energy came from the void, gathered into a huge fist and smashed directly towards Vokhan.

Facing the blow from God, Wokan still smashed down the hammer that had not fallen.

The orcs began to cheer when they saw this.

The two forces collided with each other, and for a moment neither could do anything to the other.

The artifact dragon scale armor protects Vokhan's body and keeps him from getting hurt.

The Dawnbringer further amplified Vulkan's already unrivaled power.

Faced with the attack from the gods, Wokan also became eager to fight, but he was not in his prime at the moment.

The battle between Vulkan and the orcs was a fateful one, and Vulkan had never expected that he would have the opportunity to fight against the orcs' gods in this world.

"For humanity!"

Wokan fought back with all his might, and scars began to appear on the parts not protected by the power armor. Facing the power of the two gods, Wokan kept retreating.

The sudden attack by Mao Erge made Zhang Heng, who was originally waiting to reap the fruits of victory, furious.

"Why can't you afford it like me?" As he said that, he tore through the space and prepared to help Vokhan resist the power from the orc god.

When the space rift was opened, Gomao Erge once again felt the breath of the existence that chopped off their arms, and directly gave up the attack on Wokan. He only had time to use his own strength to roll the iron sheet away from the battlefield.

When Vokkan felt that the force oppressing him disappeared, the iron sheet in front of him also disappeared. Vokkan did not suffer much damage from this blow, and the minor scratches on his face instantly recovered under his immortal system.

"Warboss will run away again?"

After losing Ironhide's leadership, the orcs' morale began to collapse.

The pressure on all fronts was relieved, large numbers of orcs began to flee, and the battle entered the stage of pursuit.

Vokhan's performance was so brilliant that he single-handedly changed the situation of the battle and saved countless lives. When all the orcs within sight were killed, everyone on the battlefield began to shout Vokhan's name like a tsunami.

Vokhan stood on the battlefield. He was very satisfied. What satisfied him was not the praises of the people, but the fact that the human beings in this world also had a strong will to fight and were fighting against the enemies of humanity.

Gurman rode his warhorse to Vokhan's side.

He knew Walkan's identity in advance, and he dismounted and knelt on one knee in front of Walkan, his eyes revealing curiosity and admiration.

"The Emperor's descendant, the great Vulkan Vulkan, the people of this world welcome you. Please lead us to win this war."

Looking at Gurman in the E-demon form in front of him, Wokan nodded.

Gurman turned around and began to announce Vokhan's identity to everyone.

When people heard that the person in front of them was the emperor's descendant, they were all shocked. That was the blood of gods, and his appearance that was different from that of ordinary humans and his terrifying fighting ability seemed to prove this point.

Thorgrim also came to Volkan's side. Sitting on the throne, he still needed to look up at Volkan, whose power was unprecedented even for the dwarf's long life.

"Are you the offspring of God?" "You can understand it this way, dwarf? We also have beings similar to your race. The runes on your throne are very interesting. Is it a unique technology of your race?"

Thorgrin didn't expect that the powerful warrior in front of him would be interested in the rune magic of their clan.

"Yes, this is rune magic that is unique to our dwarves. We are natural craftsmen."

"Hahaha, very good. I am also a craftsman and a forger. The Hammer of Dawn in my hand was made by me. Perhaps we will have a chance to communicate. I can feel that if the Dawnbringer can join your rune magic technology, it will be more powerful."

Vokhan's words surprised Thorgrim even more. The man in front of him was not only a powerful warrior but also a craftsman who could forge divine weapons?

But the fact is that Vulkan is also the best blacksmith even in the Empire. Vulkan has forged countless powerful weapons and equipment throughout his life. Each of these weapons and equipment is enough to drive the outside world crazy, and they are rare even for the Primarch.

During the Horus Heresy, the artifacts in the Legion's treasury forced Vorkan to make up his mind to destroy them all, lest they fall into the hands of traitors, who could even change the entire situation of the war if they got hold of them.

Morn slowly woke up from his coma, and his comrade beside him excitedly told him that because of his heroic battle in protecting the artillery position, he had been promoted to company commander, replacing the former company commander who had just died in battle.

But he was not excited at all. He got up and frantically looked for the figure he saw before he fainted. At this time, Wokan was walking in the military camp. Wherever he went, people paid him the highest respect, and Wokan would nod in response.

Vukan gained a better understanding of the world through conversation and observation.

And Vokkan also felt the gaze from Moen.

Under Morn's bewildered gaze, Wokan actually came in front of him.

"My child, you deserve to be honored for your previous battles. I hope you can continue to fight for humanity and protect the weak."

"You do remember me."

"Of course!"

"I! I will!! I definitely will!!!"

Wokan's words also left an indelible faith in Moren's heart, and he kept these words in mind forever.

"Fight for humanity and protect the weak."

Originally, he joined the army because of his aspirations or for money. The greatness and selflessness of the Emperor of God in the prayers taught by the nun were also reasons for Moren to stay. However, the words of protecting the weak pierced Moren's heart. At this moment, he found a mission that suits him better.

The battle is over and the soldiers need a short rest.

According to preliminary estimates, there are at least 200,000 orcs to be faced this time.

The number of orcs killed, not including the wild beasts, reached about 140,000. The rest all fled after their morale collapsed. Densely packed corpses still lie on this badland. If these corpses are not taken care of, I wonder what kind of rituals the cultists can use them for.

However, this number of orc casualties is enough to keep the badlands quiet for a long time.

The army must reserve some strength to clean up the corpses on the land. The bodies of the soldiers who died in battle also need to be collected, and the wounded need to be transported back to the rear for treatment. However, the new recruits are also growing rapidly after experiencing this great war.

War is always the fastest way for a soldier to grow, not to mention the auxiliary method of soldier level.

More than 400 dwarves were killed in the battle, and humans lost at least two regiments because they did not have the dwarves' magic resistance. Most of the casualties were recruits. When people panic, their minds go blank and their hands shake, let alone hitting the target. Even if they have powerful weapons in their hands, it is of no use.

There are about a thousand injured people who need to be sent back to the rear for treatment. It is unknown how long the battle will last. Carrying the wounded will only take up more energy, and the increasingly long supply lines are the best option to allow these wounded soldiers to temporarily withdraw from the battlefield.

In addition to the people who were left behind to purify and burn the corpses, the expedition team was reduced by more than a quarter.

But there is one more top fighting force.

(End of this chapter)