This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 89 Then I will fight

After nearly two months of stalemate with the tenacious humans, the Zerg's attack took a turn for the better.

Simply because the outcome of a war does not depend on strategy, or even on the morale of the army.

Rather, it depends on the quality of the military equipment and the number of people.

"Three artillery battalions have suffered heavy losses, and their commanders have been killed. We must further tighten our defenses and integrate the defeated troops. The enemy's information processing capabilities have clearly improved significantly."

Listening to the analyst's report, Romulus looked at the battle line that kept turning red in his vision and covered his head in annoyance.

Faced with the Zerg's almost endless offensive, the population is inevitably decreasing. As the Zerg continues to produce new combat units and face the inevitable sacrifices, everyone is burdened by the heavy burden of death. Even the Emperor's light cannot dispel the haze in their hearts.

Compared to the ease at the beginning of the battle, the defense circle has now shrunk by half.

and--

After a brief moment of annoyance, Romulus continued to calm down. He stared at the battlefield model, which recorded the changes in the Zerg over the past two months.

With stronger enemy command, the mobilization capabilities of the entire swarm have been raised to a higher level, enabling them to capture battlefield information more accurately and issue orders more quickly.

The Zerg is adapting. A powerful node has entered the range of the shrine and is rapidly adapting to the human rhythm of war.

This command node must be destroyed, otherwise the pressure faced by the defending forces will only increase.

But can't find it.
While commanding the contraction of the battle line and directing the troops created by the automatic robots that scanned the Mechanicus on the invisible battlefield to exchange with the Zerg to reduce the pressure on the front battlefield, Romulus took some time to analyze the situation.

The enemy was also building a model to deal with him. His previous behavior of driving the Astartes to encircle and kill the node creatures provided the other party with a large amount of data, so that the Zerg's tactics, including assassination tactics, now had a high degree of overlap with his own.

You ask why Romulus couldn't even counter his own tactics.
Romulus couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the battle line where he had to rush his troops to fill the line, causing the control of units in other areas to be delayed.

Yes, there is no way to counter it. His tactics cannot be countered when there is a numerical advantage.

High-end combat power cannot be created by simply increasing the number of troops, and the number of humans is too small compared to the Zerg.

If either Arthur or Ramses were there, the battle situation would not be so difficult.

"Hey--"

Looking at the message "The situation is stable and improving, don't worry" sent by Ramses half a month ago, Romulus sighed again.

There was no mention of who the enemy was, how the battle was progressing, how long it would take to end, or what the casualties were on our side.

Let me just say that things are stable and improving.

Please explain clearly what it means to achieve steady improvement!

The exhausted battlefield commander took another look at the chaotic front line, picked up the communication and issued detailed orders to each unit, while at the same time controlling the Soulless Troops to put out the fire.

The one piece of good news is probably that the Titans of the Mechanicus are powerful enough. At least the Mechanical Temple shows no signs of being breached for now. Romulus expects that it will have no problem holding out until Cawl's calculations are completed.
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The battlefield was extremely chaotic.

Corpses, blood, and steel fragments covered the ground, mixed with alien debris, weaving a thick web of flesh and blood on the ground.

The gap in the battlefield was filled with corpses several meters high. Fortunately, Karna arrived in time and quickly opened the gap, giving the fleeing crowd a direction.

At this point in the battle, the Zerg, which had obtained biomass, gradually gained the upper hand, and the empire's originally fanatical faith was on the verge of collapse after more than two months of tug-of-war.

As frontline commanders were assassinated one after another, even the strictest military discipline could no longer motivate them to fight like trapped beasts.

The armed believers fled in panic.

At this time, no one could incorporate these fleeing people into the punishment camp.

Karna said nothing, holding on to the wall that was covered with knife marks, nimbly dodged the attack of an axe insect, and then looked at the temporary position.

At a glance, the young man who had just mustered up the courage to organize the crowd fell on the command vehicle. The blood in his body had long been drained, and his empty eyes stared at the sky dyed gray-green by the hot plasma cloud and phosphide.

Phew!

With a force of his wrist, the tip of the gun pierced the axe worm's head.

Karna remembered the young boy who had knelt before his mother, stated his dream, and vowed to defend the last hope.

He died, the ghostly axe worms drained his blood, and he died when he mustered up the courage to try to reintegrate the chaotic crowd.

And today's crowd, these temporarily armed humans, subconsciously chose to flee after losing their command.

The time travelers do not use mind control. They have tried their best to convey their beliefs to everyone, but they cannot guarantee that everyone will be ready to die.

When the flesh and blood of one's own kind exploded beside him and a terrifying alien that he had never seen before came close, fear only made his blood solidify.

"I overestimated the situation."

Romulus sighed.

The perfect defense circle he built had loopholes when the other party took advantage of human weaknesses.

Large numbers of armed believers collapsed after losing their leaders repeatedly, and they chose to flee after the Zerg's charge.

The human defense network in the upper nest area inevitably shrank, and what followed was a weakening of fire support, a reduction in maneuvering space, and a decline in orbital projection capabilities.

This is the success that the Zerg has gained through countless deaths and failures, and humans, at least those who fight on this planet—

They don't have much chance of failure.

But if people could act completely according to his will, the war situation would not be like this.

Romulus looked at the broken battle line and shook his head.

This will only cause more deaths.

"You set too high standards for yourself. Excessive pursuit of perfection is arrogance."

The spear blade turned, the angel turned sideways, and a knife-axe insect crashed directly into the tip of the spear.

Karna replied:
"You always want to control everything to the best of your ability, and if you're on guard everywhere, there will always be loopholes. But now look at those corpses. We are essentially only slightly stronger than them."

"Don't be too hard on yourself. We are all human and we make mistakes. Don't judge people by good or evil. Think about what makes people good and evil today."

Throwing away the body of the axeworm, Karna looked at the swarm of insects.

The constant assassinations by the Hive Will are an extreme blow to morale. It is normal for ordinary humans to be unable to withstand the repeated attacks.

The Astartes could prevent the Axeworms' attacks, but mortals couldn't. Furthermore, the Hive Mind's nodes on the front lines seemed a bit too strong.

The jetpack ignited with cobalt blue flames, carrying Karna high into the sky.

Romulus always adapts to the current situation and is always able to respond to the battlefield environment and make operations that adapt to the battlefield, but he can adapt, while ordinary people who are now in dire straits cannot.

They are always more fragile, yet complex.

But sometimes it's simple.

The angel looked down at the entire battle situation and wanted to change it.

The flow of people, the attack of the swarm, partners who pay attention to detailed data will be confused by the data and led into the ditch by wrong guidance.

But angels don't.

Karna raised his spear, his eyes fixed on an area far away from the battlefield, and the specially designed rocket thrusters began to pump out sparks along the jet ports on the spear body.

He will not be deceived by falsehood.

Clang!
A javelin fell from the sky.

There was no warning and it happened extremely quickly.

Before the target could come to its senses, the power spear pierced through its body.

Roar! ! !
A roar like muffled thunder sounded from the distance of the battlefield, and at the same time, a deep green psychic shock wave spread out.

The ruins were pushed away by the violent psychic energy, and the wreckage of several Lemanus tanks melted directly, forming a huge crater.

This is--

Romulus, who was commanding the battle, reflexively dilated his pupils as he stared at the giant beast with a gaping wound still on its body.

It is huge and strong.

Hive Tyrant!

The embodiment of the hive mind, the most powerful node creature in the swarm under normal conditions.

It reacts quickly, otherwise the vortex weapon installed on the gun's head will tear the subspace vortex apart and break it into pieces.

"I found you."

Karna whispered, his attitude completely different from the gentle one he used when facing humans.

When facing the enemy, only extreme emotions are truly real.

Anger, murderous intent.

The urge to drain the enemy's blood.

"Retreat first, Karna."

Romulus said seriously, "We need a plan."

A plan, a complete plan, a plan that can make the sacrifices smaller.

Under command, the artillery positions quickly locked onto the injured Hive Tyrant, but the dense artillery fire was blocked by a giant beast carrying a heavy shell.

"You always think too much."

Karna shook his head, his refusal obvious, and looked at the fleeing mortals below.

If you want to take care of everyone, then you can't take care of anyone. Romulus protected them too well, and the perfect execution of each step made them think they still had a way out and were lucky.

Romulus relied on his own abilities to create the most extreme living space for mortals on the desperate battlefield.

But ordinary people don’t know.

The mortals lack someone to tell them what to do when the battlefield becomes more desperate.

Going deep into the battlefield alone is a very risky thing to do rationally speaking, but who knows what the outcome will be?

With his eyes locked on the moving Hive Tyrant, Karna already had an idea.

Use absolute combat power to drag the Hive Tyrant into close combat, forcing the Hive Will to devote a lot of energy to controlling the Hive Tyrant to fight against it. The pressure of the battle will naturally decrease, and the partners will naturally return to a state of ease.

Charge, charge towards the powerful enemy.

It's that simple.

As for the rest.

The angel summoned another spear from the air.

Don’t think about it yet!
"In your calculations, how many lives could I have saved if I had fought?"

Karna's voice came over the communication.

"???"

Romulus could see that these three brothers were cut from the same cloth at critical moments.

Before you go up, you only think about the results of the battle, right? Don't you think about whether you will die?

"countless."

Looking at the results of his calculations, Romulus replied helplessly.

"So--"

Against the fleeing tide, the crimson angel began to fly.

The afterimage pierced through the dust and split the shattered battlefield, attracting everyone's attention and causing the Blood God of the Supreme Heaven to roar in surprise.

"I will fight!"

(End of this chapter)