This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 125 The expedition begins (6.8k words, please give me a monthly ticket at the end of the month)
[No. L1792 Gavin Star Empire Feudal World]

Inside the towering snow-white buildings, a crowd gathered in a spacious square, and the air was filled with complex and oppressive emotions.

In front of the square, the neatly arranged military formations exuded a majestic and solemn atmosphere. Piles of weapons were piled in front of the stage, and money was scattered on the ground, as if it had been discarded at will.

In the crowd, some people stared greedily at the gold, silver and treasures on the ground, with a hint of heat in their eyes, while others looked at the high-tech weapons that were flashing with a deadly luster with eager eyes, as if they were measuring their weight.

They came here with different purposes, some to resist oppression, some to seek death, and some just to fish in troubled waters in this chaos.

However, facing the dozens of tall knight mechas in the square, everyone held their breath and no one dared to act rashly.

The crowd grew larger and larger, and the noise gradually died down, but the prince remained silent, looking down at everything from a high position, as if waiting for some critical moment.

A moment later, a tremor was heard in the distance, and a command-class heroic knight mecha slowly walked along the castle's exclusive wide road.

It was much thicker and heavier than those servant mechas. Every time it took a step, the ground trembled slightly, and even tiny debris fell from the cracks.

Its huge body is almost level with the surrounding buildings, and its broad shoulders and sturdy limbs demonstrate its unparalleled strength, like a mobile war fortress.

Only when she came to the center of the square did people get a real sense of her exaggerated size.

In sharp contrast to this majestic knight mecha is its owner - a young man who looks particularly thin.

He was in an expression of barely suppressed embarrassment and panic, and everyone immediately turned their eyes to him.

This made the young man subconsciously want to tidy up his appearance in order to maintain his demeanor.

His toes bumped against the marble and he almost fell to his knees.

"Your Majesty, please don't be impatient, or I'll probably have to add another two hours to my etiquette lessons."

The old man's strong hands grabbed him.

"Uncle, they are coming."

The young man's face turned pale. He took a deep breath, forcing himself not to think of the blasphemous scene. He wanted to report it quietly, but the old man interrupted him directly.

The old man stepped aside and pushed him in front of the speaker.

"Let me be frank, Leonardo. There's no reason to hide anything as the sole heir to the Gavin Dynasty."

"This, isn't this not good?"

Leonardo looked at the crowd in front of him, thinking back to what he had seen, with a puzzled look on his face.

Even he, a knight, was frightened and made a mistake, so how could these civilians withstand the blow?

"speak out."

The old man emphasized his tone.

He no longer had the usual kindly demeanor of an old man who would indulge Leonardo in escaping from etiquette lessons, and instead gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"Yes."

Leonardo walked up to the microphone with courage.

"The reconnaissance team discovered the movement of the cultists, just at—"

"louder please!"

Feeling the burst of emotions behind him, Leonardo had given up on treatment and shouted loudly:
"One hundred and twenty kilometers from the principality, reconnaissance forces discovered the movement of cultists. They have approximately three hundred knights and six million vassal troops."

With the help of the empire's excellent sound array system, the report echoed in the huge city that accommodated millions of people.

Leonardo really felt that his uncle was crazy. On the one hand, he was really scared by those traitorous soldiers, and on the other hand, he really didn't want to talk to these civilians.

What role can they play in the war? Even if the Gavin Dynasty has its own industrial production line and can equip them with various types of hot melt weapons.

But are you sure that a rebellion won’t break out first?

Just as Leonardo had thought, the silence lasted for a brief moment, and was then broken by a loud sound like a passing storm.

"Master Knight, three hundred Master Knights?!"

"It's over. I'm dead this time. Why do these damn power struggles involve my life?"

"Why don't we surrender? It's just a sect. I can convert."

"If you want to die, don't take me with you—Mandalaiya! There are heretics here!"

".You are satisfied, uncle."

Looking at the noise below, as the psychological advantage was established, Leonardo, who had regained his composure and felt that his willingness to fight was far beyond that of ordinary people, looked back at the old man with a speechless expression.

Of course, there were also brave men who broke through the layers of encirclement by the retainers and received their own weapons, but compared with the chaotic crowd in the square, they were far too few.

"I want this city to be turned into a meat grinder to bleed the heretics. Just tens of thousands of professional soldiers aren't enough. Even if they fight for ten years until they die, they won't be able to use up all the weapons the dynasty has stockpiled. It will only benefit the heretics."

The prince stood in front of the stage, and his Viper-class knight mecha, which was specialized in close combat, released his giant sword as if sensing something.

"Civilians are ignorant and greedy, but to make them sacrifice their lives, you only need one thing."

The noise was extremely loud, and visible fear spread among the crowd. Many people had ignored the authority of the Knight Family and began to flee.

"what?"

Leonardo watched the massive sword tip fall to the ground.

"despair."

Boom!
The Viper Knight slammed his giant sword down heavily, and the loud sound of the sword tip hitting the steel at the bottom echoed in the square, making the chaotic square quiet. The civilians maintained their strange postures and looked at the platform in confusion.

"Citizens of the Empire, how long do you need to deceive yourselves?"

"Some of you are refugees, and you might be hoping you can escape again. Some of you are citizens of the Principality of Leinster, and you think this is just a dispute over a new lord, but—"

The prince's resonant voice echoed, and at the same time, the scenes of massacre captured by the scouts were vividly projected onto every white marble wall.

"You won't survive."

"This has never been a dispute between nobles. Ever since the Constituton Massacre, this war has been inseparable from you. When the heretic's butcher knife fell on your heads, when the last principality of the Gavin Dynasty fell, where did you expect to escape?"

Perhaps it was because the prince had accumulated power for a long time, no one dared to refute him. Everyone stared blankly at the scenes of massacre. Human skin was peeled off by the cultists, and the fascia was extracted, dried, and made into harps.

“But I just want to live, I just want to live”

Someone screamed and knelt down, his voice so loud in the silent square.

Almost in an instant, the military police found him and dragged him onto the platform.

"You're lying to yourself."

The prince said, "I know you. You're a logistics officer. You control the trade routes between the various territories of the dynasty. You know better than anyone what's happening in other territories. You've been panicking and wanting to flee, but the caravans you sent out to explore the way haven't heard back in a week."

"I--"

The man opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"And you-"

The prince looked at a burly soldier again, and the projection began to show that he had secretly let a group of young people escape.

The soldier knelt down quickly.

"Your mercy led you to release a group of young men eager to escape, but tell me, what news did your fellow scouts bring back?"

The scene changed, and the young men had been cut open by the cultists and turned into their marching flags. The technical level of the Gavin Dynasty was very good, and everyone could see those faces that were happy one moment and twisted in despair the next.

The civilians were dumbfounded.

Although the noble lord is really inhuman, those guys in the picture are no longer human, right?
"see it?"

The old man looked at the dumbfounded crowd, his voice still loud and powerful.

"From the very beginning, you have no chance of survival. We will lead the army in resistance and we will defend the empire's property, but when we fall, do you think the successor of this land will show mercy?!"

No one answered, the answer was already in everyone's heart.

boom! ! !
At this moment, a terrifying whistling sound was heard. Leonardo subconsciously wanted to get back into the mecha, but was held tightly by the old man.

It was saturation artillery fire, bombarding the void shield. The bright light that lit up at that moment almost engulfed the entire sky.

"Uncle, the battle has already started ahead."

Leonardo growled, but the old man didn't move.

He just stood there, watching the distant city walls being torn down, watching the grass in the territory being polluted by the blasphemous purple, watching the cultists wearing human skin and skeletons rush into the grass.

Their bodies had been severely mutated, and behind the thorn-covered vehicle were countless struggling humans, their flesh and blood torn to pieces.

Everyone watched.

"Now, you only have one chance."

The prince shouted, "The dynasty has given you weapons. Use your lives to fight against those heretics, to fight to die as a human being! And we, the knights, will always be at your head!"

As for the rest, they can't give it, not even the emperor can.

The artillery fire continued to roar, but was blocked by the void shield. The prince decisively gave up the defense of the open area and planned to place the battlefield inside the city surrounded by the void shield.

"."

The first man silently picked up his weapon, followed by the second and the third.

The two restrained men were also released. Now was not the time to dwell on their dereliction of duty.

Death is at hand, and they can only fight for a chance with their lives.

Leonardo looked at all this in confusion.

The old man patted Leonardo on the shoulder and asked:
"How do you feel, Your Majesty?"

"I'm telling you the truth. If I'm not dead after this battle, I will definitely abdicate to you."

Leonardo, who had been on the throne for no more than twenty-four hours, smiled bitterly: "Secondly, I think my impression of them should be slightly improved."

"They are descendants of pioneers just like us, but we have knights and they don't."

The old man looked at the ripples in the sky and Leonardo's nervous expression.

"Don't worry, we have void shields. These traitors don't have a fleet, so they can only engage in street fighting with us."

"Ah."

Leonardo nodded helplessly. He felt that his uncle was really not in a hurry. He looked relaxed even when the enemy was right in front of him.

"Is this your first time participating in a knight battle?"

The old man suddenly asked.

"Yes, as you know, I had skipped too many classes before I ran away from Gavin."

Leonardo replied awkwardly.

"That's perfectly normal. I also ran away when I first had a history lesson."

The old man's face was filled with reminiscence.

"I still remember the first time I stepped onto the battlefield. I was so excited that I completely forgot all the military tactics and family history. I rushed into the enemy and it was your father who pulled me out from under the dead."

"By now, I can be considered a veteran of many battles."

He sighed deeply, never expecting that the Lord of Pleasure's corruption would befall his own brother's family.

"Then you will command me."

Leonardo said decisively that apart from enjoying a carefree life, he had also mastered some fairly good knight control skills, and he didn't know anything else.

Then he looked ashamed and added, "I'm sorry, I'm not very knowledgeable."

“Knowing how to use people wisely is also a beautiful quality.”

The old man replied, patting the young man with a look of satisfaction.

No matter how naughty this kid is, he didn't run away from his duties, nor did he sink into the corruption of Slaanesh. Now he is even willing to drive the knights to fight. That's enough.

"Uncle, is there still hope?"

Leonardo asked suddenly, causing the prince to be stunned.

Then he patted his nephew's shoulder again.

"Of course, son, of course."

"Let's go to your post."

"Yes." Many knights took steps forward, all heading to the front of the army formation.
-
Ten minutes later, the top area of the town's defense surface.

The rumbling sound of war machinery could be heard, and any soldier with a little experience could sense that a battle was about to begin.

"Master, say something!"

On a lookout tower not far from the knight, a civilian holding a laser flintlock shouted.

There was no servant left to slap him in the face.

"I am Leonardo Gavin, the only legitimate heir to the Gavin dynasty."

Leonardo looked up at the man, then at the people around him who were looking expectant, and spoke straightforwardly.

"can not hear!"

The thorny person said loudly.

"I am Leonardo Gavin, the sole legitimate heir to the Gavin Dynasty. Hell lies ahead, but that's no big deal. I am the Oathkeeper. I will charge before you, and I will die before you."

Leonardo subconsciously raised his voice and turned the knight's direction. Then the knight's sound array system, which was powerful enough to kill beasts at close range, spread the loud sound to the surroundings.

Suddenly people were on their backs.

".Now you are satisfied."

Looking at this group of civilians, Leonardo felt helpless and urged the knights to move forward.

But before he could distance himself, a dull but heavy sound suddenly came from behind him.

That was the rumbling sound of a tsunami.

"?"

Leonardo looked surprised.

"Go forward, get to the front."

His uncle's voice came from the communication. Leonardo didn't have time to think too much. He used his consciousness to drive the knight mecha. The behemoth showed extraordinary sensitivity and moved between the tall buildings.

Boom!

The inner wall was pushed back the moment the Oathkeeper advanced, and three Chaos Knights approached like demons, their silhouettes distorted, as if they had crawled out of the abyss of the Warp.

One was inlaid with exquisite studs, its dark purple-black body like solidified plasma, and its chainsaw axe tore through the air amid the roar of the engine.

One of them dragged a wriggling, mechanical tentacles, embedded in skulls, making a sickening clicking sound.

One was filled with flesh drained of blood, with silent and deadly steps, and the hot melt gun barrel flashed with a dark green evil light.

The three of them moved in unison, pressing towards the Oathkeeper's Blade with suffocating malice.

One against three, all of them are cruise-class.

Leonardo clenched his teeth, feeling every vibration of the mecha through the neural interface, and raised his chin slightly.

It was an extension of who he was, his faith.

He drove his consciousness, the mecha roared and charged, and the ground cracked.

Oathkeeper raised its massive Reaper Chainsword, the blade accelerating into a blur of silver light before colliding with the axe blade of the deep purple mech.

Sparks flew and the whine of metal pierced the mist. At the moment when the two behemoths were deadlocked, Leonardo heard whispers from the enemy's cockpit.

"Oh, my dear Leonardo, how can you refuse an invitation from your aunt?"

"Shut up!"

He growled and fired an armor-piercing bullet from his shoulder cannon, hitting the chest armor of the dark purple mecha.

The armor exploded, sending shards flying like rain, but the enemy only stumbled a step before retaliating with a wild laugh, his chainsaw axe slashing at the left arm of the Oathkeeper Blade. Leonardo deflected the fuselage, and the axe blade grazed past, leaving a shallow scar.

The furnace was roaring, and his heart was beating rapidly. Almost instantly, Leonardo, who had merged with the soul of his ancestors, entered the state.

The Flash Chain Harpoon lit up with a magnificent blue light. 'Oathkeeper' dodged the second slash with exaggerated flexibility, and sent the harpoon into the enemy's cockpit despite the whip lash from behind.

bump!
The stance tore the machine apart with a crisp explosion sound. Leonardo quickly controlled the triple flamethrower to sweep around. The scorching flames engulfed the suicide assault vehicles that tried to break through the blockade of the squire knights. Then he quickly turned to his next opponent.

"Next!"

A roar came from the sound array system, carrying this explosive fighting spirit far away.

There are foolish knights and incompetent knights.

But you shouldn't be cowardly.
-
At this time, in addition to the knights' heroic fighting, the vassal troops behind them were also paying attention to the knights in the fight.

Those who still had a lucky mentality and did not choose to throw themselves into the battlefield immediately—

They looked at the knights fighting each other, at the houses that had turned into ruins one after another, and at the cultists who were also smashed into pieces under the collapsed buildings.

The enemies don't seem like a big deal, they will die too?
"Follow us, follow us! Don't let those heretics with explosives get close to the Knight!"

Then countless professional soldiers followed, trying to output firepower between the gaps between the giants, trying to kill as many enemies as possible.

"Come on, let's charge with the Knight!"

The attendants followed enthusiastically.
-
"Go ahead, break through with the Knight Master."

The thorny head shouted.

The retainers and civilians raised their weapons enthusiastically.
-
"Go! The master is dead, avenge him!"

Who cursed me to death!
Buzz~buzz~
Leonardo no longer remembered how long he had been fighting.

A Chaos Knight threw him to the ground, its tentacles wrapped around the mecha's legs like venomous snakes, its sharp bony teeth bit into the armor, and the hydraulic pipes burst, spewing out scalding liquid.

Leonardo couldn't help but groan in pain. The nerve feedback was like a needle piercing his spinal cord, making him wake up and realize his situation at the same time.

The mecha's triple flamethrower is gone, and the ammunition of its long-range weapons has been used up. Only the harpoon is still usable.

Boom!Boom!
Chaos Knight used his broken dagger to repeatedly strike at the control part of the Oathkeeper's blade.

He tried to struggle, but found that his left arm was pinned by the wreckage of a knight.

He wanted to turn around, but found that Chaos Knight's feet still had power, and the perfect triangular structure pressed him to the ground.

Leonardo had a look of despair on his face, and could only watch as his cockpit was pierced through bit by bit.

This way of dying is too frustrating.

"Come on, the master is still alive, let's rescue him!"

At this moment, another familiar roar was heard. Leonardo subconsciously turned his head and found that the troublemaker who asked him to speak before the war was rushing over with a large group of civilians.

"Come on!"

The thorn-head raised his gun high and fired at the cultists one shot after another. Then a mutant rushed over at an exaggerated speed, and his long, alienated fingers directly cut off the thorn-head's neck.

The troublemaker is dead.

The headless corpse fell forward to his knees, but along with him fell the mutant's body.

"Come on!"

The fair and slightly plump logistics officer rushed up with explosives in his arms, but his stomach was torn by the chain blade and he could only face the Chaos Knight from a distance.

More and more people rushed towards Leonardo. They saw that the knight was still struggling and fighting.

Guns and explosives were brought forward bit by bit by human flesh, engulfing the enemy along with the Chaos Knight's legs.

bump! ! !
The Chaos Knight, whose energy shield had already been overloaded, could not withstand such an impact.

Pledge

The pressure from above eased.

Oathkeeper Blade quickly stood up, spun around, and blasted the Chaos Titan's cockpit with his harpoon.

Leonardo never expected that he would see this scene again.

He hoped that the remaining knights and squires would help him, that his uncle's support would arrive in time, and that the squires would drag their artillery over to blast the damn enemy away.

The only thing he never thought was that he would be saved by a group of civilians with their blood and flesh.

"The master is still alive!"

"Master, lead us all to charge again!"

People rushed to the knight's side, and the vulgar words did not sound harsh to Leonardo's ears.

In the past, he used to despise these people, but now they are standing in the same trench, fighting for survival.

Because he understood where his power to act arbitrarily came from, now it was time for them to fulfill their obligations.

"Ah."

Oathkeeper nodded. Her sound array system had been damaged in the recent battle.

Of course Leonardo can still fight, of course he can continue to fight and lead his subjects to continue to fight.

But where is the hope after the bloody battle?

"Master, can we win?"

Someone shouted.

"of course can!"

Leonardo's voice came from the gap in the Knight Mech.

But can you really win?

No, there is no hope.

There is only glory.

Dying in battle as a human being is the greatest honor they can give to these mortals.

The knight took a step forward, and Leonardo led his subjects to charge again.

At this moment, how much he wanted to help these people survive and win.

only--

is it possible?
The planet's fall is inevitable, Slaanesh's corruption is so swift that by the time Imperial support arrives, the planet might no longer exist.

Can't win?
The knight charged, locked onto the enemy, and engaged the enemy again.

At the moment of contact, the Chaos Knight seemed to lose its strength, fell straight forward, and was pierced by Leonardo.

He looked down in surprise and found that the Chaos Knight's entire leg had been blown off by the melta cannon.

At this moment, Leonardo heard a series of roars coming from outside the abandoned territory.

He immediately looked sideways.

They were tall warriors who were fully armed and wrapped themselves in steel.

They drove their vehicles suspended in the air, ignoring the countless ruins and corpses, and began to swiftly travel across the battlefield.

They cut off the tide of the heretics' attack and, with unparalleled impact, tore a fatal gap in the quagmire-like battlefield.

They will bring victory.

It's like a divine soldier sent from heaven.
-
The Valkyries belonging to the Astra Militarum flew towards winter, facing the rising sun.

It was September 741, 41 M. The nobles who embraced the Lord of Pleasure were cheering and holding an endless party. The Knights of Slaanesh, wrapped in human skin and fascia and connected to the sound array, began their hunt, vowing to crush the principality that attempted to resist to the end into rubble.

At 1:39 PM, the sun rose over the fortress of the rebellious knights. At this moment, countless storm birds descended. Ten minutes later, the hatch opened, and the Astartes poured into the battlefield like raindrops.

"Use sword and fire to burn the land of heresy."

The black sword slashed across the star map, and bits of glittering gold fell.

"Use the enemy's embers to fertilize the land of mankind."

Under the magnificent lights, generals, knights, angels, and mages gathered together.

Around the four people, commanders from all levels looked at the lines gradually extending from the star map with fiery expressions.

Then, the transmission beacon on the surface of the planet lit up, and except for the general who was in charge of the entire situation, all the commanders threw themselves into the battlefield without hesitation.

The expedition began.

(End of this chapter)