Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 214 Fire Wheel: Fearless Siege

Inside the orc fortress, a surging green tide halted the advance of the First Regiment of the "Modian Iron Guard".

Every instant, each Macado Defender can kill dozens of Greenskins.

But there were too many orcs. Even though a large number of greenskins died in the great battle, the number of orcs in the fortress still exceeded 100 million.

Mikhailovsky noticed that the First Regiment of the "Modian Iron Guard" was in trouble, so he deployed his trump card.

The fearless siege warriors strode forward with thunderous steps, stepping over the rubble to launch their attack.

Their right arm's Infernal Cannon spewed out fiery molten streams, and as the cannon swung, the fire dragons engulfed the charging greenskins.

Numbers were meaningless in the face of the destructive molten flow; the charging orcs were burned to ashes.

The orcs fired a hail of bullets that rained down on the black behemoth's thick, fearless armor.

The siege engine's mechanical components rattled incessantly, its armor riddled with bullet holes, and the flag on its back was tattered and torn to shreds.

The siege was fraught with peril, covered in dust, yet they continued their advance.

No orc could slow them down; they strode toward Waaagh Tower.

The assault drill on the left arm spun rapidly, crashing into the steel tower with a roar, while the built-in heavy flamethrower spewed out flames.

One Waaagh tower after another was set ablaze, and within seconds, the jumbled iron blocks were burned to ashes.

The Waaagh Towers were destroyed one by one, and the green fog in the Greenskins' minds receded like the tide.

The more obvious the Eleventh Legion's advantage became, the more the Shadow of Order, accompanied by armored vehicles, began a sweeping cleanup of the city's green-skinned inhabitants.

The "Midnight Poet" Mikhailovsky chanted poetry as he traveled.

"Modian's Eternal Night"
The realm left behind by the sun
Darkness weaves a cocoon,

......"

The "midnight poet" seems out of place on the noisy battlefield.

Wherever he went, the green-skinned men would become dazed and their eyelids would feel heavy.

Mikhailovsky then used a bomb pistol to blow the orcs' heads off.

As he made his way smoothly to the center of the fortress, a green-skinned man wielding a monster's weapon charged towards him.

The green-skinned man wielded a chainsaw-like sword, resembling the shadow of order, which whirred and spun.

But it was also covered with spikes and chains, which swung haphazardly as he waved them.

The green-skinned leader bumped into a member of the guard, and with a flick of his arm, the chain lashed out like a python, striking the guard.

Chains rattled as they wrapped around the arms of the guardsmen. The green-skinned leader grinned and swung his weapon, the engine roaring as he sliced ​​the power armor, along with the Astartes inside, in two.

The massive corpses of the guards members crashed heavily to the ground.

Mikhailovsky charged toward the Greenskin leader, slashing at him with his power sword using the seventh cleaving technique of the "Osberh-Vaya" technique.

The green-skinned leader swung his sword to meet the attack, and the moment their weapons clashed, Mikhailovsky's arm went numb.

Mikhailovsky was taken aback; this was the first time he had been at a disadvantage since becoming the shadow of order.

His arms were tense, and the veins on his temples bulged as he managed to keep the power sword from slipping from his hand.

The green-skinned leader, having failed in his attack, grew even angrier. Green mist filled his mind, and Brother Gao and Brother Mao roared angrily in his ears.

He stomped forward heavily, causing the ground to tremble violently.

The orc leader brandished his weapon strangely, sending chains hurtling towards Mikhailovsky's arms and legs.

Mikhailovsky swiftly slashed, deflecting the incoming chains.

He couldn't understand how the Greenskins leader had done it; it went beyond the realm of swordsmanship.

The "Midnight Poet" began to chant: "Modian's Eternal Night..."

Mikhailovsky seemed to be drawn into a silent world, and the orc leader's raised weapon slowed down rapidly.

Mikhailovsky swung his sword, aiming straight for the orc leader.

When the sword was still half an arm's length away from the orc leader, the orc leader suddenly let out an angry roar.

"Waaagh!"

The surrounding green-skinned workers also shouted, "Waaagh!"

The orc leader snapped back to reality and swung his weapon to meet the charged blade.

The "Midnight Poet" was taken aback; the orc leader had actually broken free from the poem he was reciting.

Just as Mikhailovsky was about to draw his sword and retreat, looking for another opportunity to attack, suddenly dark eyes filled his entire eyeballs.

Instead of retreating, the shadow of order advanced, launching a swift strike with Article 23 of the "Osberh-Waya" doctrine.

The power sword dodged the green-skinned man's bizarre weapon and slashed at his chest. The disintegrating force field crackled and flickered, tearing the green-skinned man's body apart.

Mikhailovsky murmured after killing the orc leader.

“I have mastered the ‘subspace insight’ inherited from the father of genes.”

After killing the orc leader, Mikhailovsky continued his fierce attacks on the greenskins.

At the same time, he did not neglect his responsibilities as a commander and kept abreast of the progress on other fronts in the command channel.

“Mikhailovsky, my third company has broken through the Greenskin lines and entered the fortress from the north, and is currently purging the Greenskins.”

"Well done, Gregorj."

Mikhailovsky had just replied to his friend's message when Carlo's voice followed.

“Mikhailovsky, my Fifth Army has also made breakthroughs on the east and west flanks, and the Greenskins are in complete defeat.”

The offensive launched by the Third and Fifth Legions against the Greenskin Fortress lasted for twenty-three stellar days before the cleansing was completed.

The entire fortress was swept by flames.

After completing the first phase and capturing the largest green fortress, the second company commander reported the progress to the Shadow of Royal Authority.

After receiving the report, the Primarch's attendant reported it to Ninglu.

"My lord, the Second and Fifth Legions have already wiped out the largest greenskin fortress on Planet Two."

"Two companies of the Second Battle Group suffered a total of 142 Order Shadows killed in action, 23 Vostonia Rhinos tanks and 5 Siege Fearless tanks."

"The Iron Guard of Modian suffered 960 dead and lost 120 Macado Defenders."

Ning Lu nodded, then asked.

"What are the losses of the Fifth Battle Group?"

"The Fifth Regiment suffered a total of 534 Order Shadows killed and lost 21 Macado heavy tanks and 11 Dreadnoughts."

"The Third Battle Group took on the main offensive responsibility, suffered fewer losses, and achieved greater results. Bukayo's contribution to the construction of the battle group was very effective."

Ning Lu said with satisfaction, and then asked.

When will the Fourth and Eighth Battle Groups arrive?

Despite achieving significant results, the 11th Army Corps also suffered considerable losses, especially the 5th Regiment, which lost more than half a company.

"My lord, the Fourth Battle Group is expected to arrive in five days from now, and the Eighth Battle Group is expected to arrive in twelve days."

"In addition, the knights of Vickerstrix will arrive in fifteen days."

Ning Lu leaned back in his chair and began to speak.

"Order the Fifth War Group to be responsible for clearing out the captured fortresses and orc tribes in the wild."

The Primarch assigned lighter tasks to the heavily damaged Fifth Chapter, allowing them to rest and recuperate.

He didn't want to keep exhausting a single battle group; taking turns to hone their skills was the result he wanted.

"Of the remaining four fortresses, the Greenskins' defenses are weaker and their numbers are fewer."

"After the Fourth and Eighth Battle Regiments arrived, they were ordered to join the Second and Third Companies of the Third Battle Regiment to attack the orc fortresses in the northeast and southeast directions, respectively."

After the Primarch's attendants recorded everything, they continued their report.

"The chief apothecary, together with the technical sergeant, completed the preliminary research on the Voidweaver and the Spirit Bone Parasite."

“They used the remains of the Voidweavers to create five experimental hover tanks that do not use spiritbone structures and do not require psionic pilots.”

"Although the hover tank is not as powerful as the Eldar's Voidweaver, Mikel's experiments with parasites cultured in the potion confirmed that it can also devour many experimental subjects, such as green-skinned corpses."

Upon hearing this, Ninglu knew that his previous decision was correct; researching alternative parasites indeed required Mikel.

"Send four of them to the Third Battle Group to seek opportunities for battlefield testing."

Arsena immediately complied, he concluded.

“My lord, Thomas and I have separated two lower decks and will each build an altar inside one of them.”

"I am ready, and today I will complete the ritual magic according to your teachings."

Thomas is busy with matters concerning the Ninth Chapter and the think tank, and will return in three days.

Ning Lu nodded, thinking to himself.

[Today we will know whether the ritual magic I designed is effective.]
After finishing their work, the Primarch's attendants took the elevator to the lower deck.

As one of the most powerful people on the flagship under the Primarch, his orders were strictly enforced, and the entire deck was sealed off.

(End of this chapter)