Warhammer in a box

Chapter 71 Terra Guard
"Ferrel! Watch out for that dragon!"

Ludwig alerted Ferrer in the car, and Ferrer also noticed the approaching threat.

"Damn, these species from the native world are so fierce!" This reminded Ferrell of the scene when he once fought against the flying Tyranid Tyrant of the Tyranid Zerg on a planet. The Tyrant's sharp claws easily tore through the defense line they formed.

If a whole company of Astartes had not rushed to the battlefield, he might have died by then.

"Come on! Come on! Flying lizard, let me show you the power of a heavy bomb~"

Ferrell no longer pursued the main gun hit, and began to operate the two heavy bomb secondary weapons on the Leman Russ with two other Cadian soldiers.

The evil dragon in the sky also began to exhale icy breath from its mouth again.

"Ferrel! Come on! It's coming! This guy is going to spit again!"

Ludwig shouted anxiously. The demon dragon had become bigger and bigger in his eyes. He seemed to be able to feel the biting coldness in its mouth.

"Wait a moment! Wait a moment!" Ferrell's hands began to sweat as he manipulated the weapon. The dragon was flying too fast, and he had to make sure he hit it!
The Frost Dragon had already approached within a distance of more than a hundred meters, and the magical light coming out of its mouth was becoming brighter and brighter.

"It's now!!"

Ferrer pulled the trigger, the heavy bomb roared, and when flames came out from the muzzle, a violent explosion also occurred on the dragon's body.

Several explosive bombs directly hit the Frost Dragon's pair of fleshy wings, and the explosion tore a huge hole in one of its wings.

"Wow!! Great! Hit the bull's eye! Great job, guys! Too bad I didn't blow his head off!"

The demon dragon lost its balance and began to fall rapidly. It was still struggling, but it was all in vain.

The dragon, which was originally heading straight for Leman Russ, was falling in the direction where Ludwig was.

Watching the dragon falling towards them like a meteorite, Ferrel quickly activated the Leman Russ and narrowly avoided the dragon's falling trajectory.

The greater the weight, the harder it fell. The Frost Dragon smashed a big hole on the side, but even so, it still did not die. The Frost Dragon twisted its body and struggled to get up. Its pair of icy eyes looked fiercely at Ludwig in the car.

It opened its mouth, and the magical light appeared in its mouth again!

"Not good!" Ludwig didn't expect that even after all this, the Frost Dragon still had the strength left to launch an attack.

Legendary creatures are so terrifying.

Ludwig jumped out of the car directly, and the breath of the demon dragon was brewing. The terrifying chill directly enveloped the rear of Leman Russ's car. Ferrel also realized that something was wrong and hurriedly stepped on the accelerator again, trying to turn the muzzle of the gun to give the monster a fatal blow.

But no matter how he manipulated it, it was useless. The magic's unphysical coldness directly froze the back half of Leman Russ.

The turret's steering failed and the heavy explosive shells misfired. Ferrer inside the car also felt the temperature dropping rapidly and his body began to tremble constantly.

"Detect the fault! Quick!"

"Captain! The turret's steering device is broken, and the heavy bomb launcher is frozen!"

"What about the main gun and driving system?!"

“These still work fine!”

"Your Majesty, what a blessing!"

But the evil dragon seemed to have recovered. It struggled to stand up, dragging its remaining wing. Just as it was about to pounce on the iron guy that had injured its wing.

Several flames rushed towards it. Feeling the high temperature melting the ice on its body and burning its flesh, the dragon roared in pain.

"Ludwig, your dwarf friends are here~" Phillips led a team of Hammer Warriors and Iron Dragon Gunners into the battlefield at this time.

The Iron Dragon gunner stopped firing, and Phillips smashed the demon dragon's head directly with a hammer.

"Reptile, let me teach you a lesson about the dwarf's hammer! Ludwig, let us deal with this guy who can't fly. Dwarves are never afraid of anyone on the ground! You should deal with the guy in front of you first!"

The appearance of Phillips instantly relieved the pressure on Ludwig and others, but after hearing what Phillips said, Ludwig asked doubtfully.

"The guy in front?!" He looked back and saw that Ulfric was very close! The imperial soldiers who tried to stop him were no match for him.

The Leman Russ, whose turret could not turn, could not keep up with his speed.

"Representative of the false god, come! Your enemy is me!!"

"For the Emperor! Cadia stands firm! Brothers, grab your weapons!" Ferrell simply picked up the laser rifle and chainsword and climbed out of the vehicle with the other two. Since the tank could not be used, they would have to fight hand-to-hand!

At this time, the Empire's troops and the Norsemen were already engaged in a melee. Although the Norsemen were outnumbered, they had the assistance of the Dragon Demon. This Dragon Demon was not only physically strong, but the huge horn in its hand, made of unknown material, contained terrifying magic.

When it blew the horn, a large amount of lightning fell from the sky. A team of halberd soldiers tried to restrain the monster but were immediately electrocuted into charcoal. Nearly a hundred soldiers were killed just like that?
Fortunately, this is also not unlimited use, otherwise it would be impossible to play.

The Demi-Griffin Knights who had originally planned to contain it were also stopped by the Norscans at all costs.

If it weren't for the muskets focusing fire on it, this dragon demon might have been able to kill everyone in the arena by himself.

The Cyclops in the city continued to throw huge rocks at the imperial soldiers.

"Mage! Where is the mage?! Take action!!"

Among Aldorf's reinforcements there were two mages from the Flame School of Magic. It was not that they did not want to take action, but the Soul Reaper's ability was affecting the magical winds here, causing their mages to fail all the time. One Flame Mage was even attacked by his own magic and began to spit blood.

"Okay! Okay! Give it to me! Flame Skull!"

After countless attempts, the Flame Mage finally managed to cast a spell, and she passed out due to running out of magic power.

The fire elements of the magical winds gathered together, and a huge flaming skull appeared out of thin air and headed towards the Norscan line.

Any Norscan who was touched by the flaming skull along the way would be instantly turned into ashes. The Norscans in the path of the flaming skull wanted to escape in panic, but people could not run as fast as this magic.

Until the Flaming Skull devoured nearly a hundred Norse raiders, it disappeared on the spot due to the exhaustion of magic power.

Although it was just a magic, it still created a breakthrough for the empire.

One special group of fighters attracted everyone's attention.

They were dressed in dark green armor, holding special weapons in their hands. The roar of chainsaws resounded throughout the battlefield. They shouted for Terra and for the Emperor, and charged directly into the Norse army on the still hot land that had just been burned by flames.

And the fighting power they demonstrated afterwards was even more jaw-dropping.

The chainswords killed one enemy after another, a hundred men directly outnumbered hundreds, and most importantly, the Norsemen couldn't stop them!
Their weapons were broken, their armor was like paper, and the roaring sound of chainsaws became their nightmare for a while.

And the gap created by magic is getting bigger and bigger.

"Are they the soldiers under Ludwig?!" Geisel and Lehrer said in surprise. There were only a hundred people originally, and they didn't take this number seriously at all, but who knew that these hundred people were so terrifying.

“Charge! Charge, cavalrymen! Charge through the gap opened by Terra’s soldiers!!”

(End of this chapter)