Warhammer: Black Emperor

Although Chapter 834 failed to become a shadow of order, it was able to better follow in Lord Ninglu's footsteps.

The bridge of the Blue Zha system in the Mspel system.

Togon Khan of the Moon Brotherhood, he followed Hasik aboard the Stormbird, and on the way to Mspel, returned to Nayan Khan's flagship.

As Hasik stepped onto the leather carpet, Togon looked around and saw for the first time all the members of the Khanate of Noyan.

The "White Scar" legion under Hasik's jurisdiction consisted of twenty-three brotherhoods and was much larger than the Khanate of Yemulan Noyan, which ruled over him. It was the largest Khanate under the Great Khan.

The throne of Hasik is surrounded by hunting runes of Chogris and ceremonial spears of the Kuo tribe, and his chair is woven from ancient bark and leather cords.

"Xiban, how is the situation?"

Togun's gaze followed Hasik to the Khan he had called upon; he knew that Shayban was the Khan of the Storm Brotherhood.

The origin of the name "Brotherhood of Storms" is closely related to the person who led him into the Legion.

One of Chagatai Khan's most trusted men, the Storm Prophet Tagute Yesugei, held a position equivalent to Thomas, the curator of the "Shadow of Order" think tank.

"The Dark Shadow of the Third Chapter of the 'Shadow of Order' has crushed the star fleet."

The result that Torgon heard was the same as he had expected: Muspel's fleet could not withstand the firepower of a Queen Glory-class battleship.

There is only one "White Scar," but four "Shadow of Order."

[Lord Nimrod's legion is far stronger than mine.] Memories belonging to Harun Svenseren surged, and regret filled his mind once more.

He held the curved power sword that Mullan had given him when he officially became a Togon.

"Hasik Nayan Khan, please entrust me with the assault mission. I want to fight alongside the Shadow of Order."

Hasik nodded, and the flames in Togon's eyes illuminated the white armor.

"You will get this opportunity."

Hasik stood up, went to the holographic strategy table, and stared at the holographic image.

"The main continent of M'spel has many settlements that have been classified as agricultural areas by the Ninth Legion's civil census takers, including farms, hunter-gatherer family groups, and self-sufficient farmers."

"Its northern waters are the Shetanswar Islands, five of which are of vital importance."

“Beautiful Jin Island, Claw Island, Tailbone Island, Elegy Island and Negris Island.”

Togon gazes upon five islands, which are the promontory's outcrops and natural fortresses.

We must capture them before we can launch an attack on the main continent.

"Torgon, your Brotherhood's target is Elegy Isle."

“Shiban, I want you to take back the island of Nigris for me.”

"For the Great Khan." Togun and Shiban bowed deeply.

As the two walked side by side toward the flight deck, Shiban suddenly spoke.

“We will outpace the fleet of the Shadow of Order and arrive at Musepel before them.”

Following his gaze, Torgon looked out through the lowered shutters of the porthole, where a black ship painted with a deep black full moon was gradually being overtaken.

For over a century, the technical sergeants of the "White Scar" have been working to increase the output power of reactors and improve the maneuverability and flexibility of warships.

“I don’t think the endless pursuit of speed is a good thing,” Torgon said, frowning. He had never been able to understand the culture of Chogoris.

White Scar's warships paid a price: their light spear range was reduced, and their carrying capacity was the lowest among all legions.

Torgon has always believed that the warships of the "Shadow of Order" are better suited to a balanced combination of advantages rather than simply pursuing speed.

Firepower, defense, and the ability to support legionary warriors are all equally important.

Born in Terra, he may have a name in the Khorchin language, but he could never understand the ultimate pursuit of the legion galloping across the vast grasslands.

“But you seem very eager.” Seban’s tone was steady, with a certain inner harmony, just like his gait.

"That's right, today I will dedicate myself entirely to speed."

He must complete the attack and seize Elegy Isle faster than the Third Chapter of the "Shadow of Order".

He wanted to prove that his failure to become Lord Ninglu's genetic offspring was merely due to a lack of luck.

[I, Harun Swincellen, though I failed to become a shadow of order, am better able to follow in Lord Nimrod's footsteps.]
……

Five hundred and twenty motorcycles roared and screech, their engines deafening.

The sickle-shaped space motorcycle that Togon Khan rode on was larger and more rugged than the scimitar-shaped one, and was equipped with a closed thruster and a powerful power supply system.

Compared to a motorcycle, it's more like a solo fighter jet, capable of launching short-range attacks even in a vacuum. Torgon suppressed his fighting spirit and examined the information about Elegy Isle on the tactical interface.

The island is composed of gray rock and is the lowest in elevation and closest to sea level in the Setanswar island chain.

The Tech Priest's terrain modification accelerates the natural weathering process, grinding the entire island into a perfect flat surface, like an attack carrier for a squadron of Starhawk bombers.

The island features Hydra defensive gun emplacements mounted on rotating platforms and a 500-meter-long runway. The most outstanding of the two defensive flight squadrons is a swordtail interceptor.

Torgon raised his hand to release the safety of the heavy bomb gun in the center of the hood and issued the order over the communication channel: "Surprise attack! Quick! Quick! Quick!"

The hatch opened, and the support clamps slid backward and detached.

The thrusters spewed out pungent fumes, and the anti-gravity engine propelled the impatient Torgon soaring out.

Da da da……

A dense barrage of bullets hurtled towards them, and Torgon channeled more power, pressing his body down to accelerate the motorcycle's descent.

The barrage guided by Hlav narrowly missed the scythe that pierced the atmosphere.

The display on the Torgon helmet had just locked onto the island's runway when a series of red runes appeared.

He twisted the handle almost instinctively, and a barrage of bullets grazed past his white armor.

Boom boom boom...

The helmet visor reminded him that he had lost four of his comrades-in-arms almost simultaneously.

A long, sharp red blade shot upwards.

Sword-tail interceptor.

This type of aircraft, which has begun to be largely phased out by the Astartes Legion, still possesses outstanding performance when fighting in the single environment of the atmosphere.

Even more terrifying was the driver inside, who spent almost no time locking onto the target.

As the Astartes' helmets flashed warning runes, deadly machine guns began firing.

Torgon knew that Lady Hera had foreseen the Brotherhood's dive trajectory.

He glanced at the 1,500-meter death distance through the eyepiece and knew he had to shoot down the sword's tail, or dozens, or even hundreds, of his brothers would die.

Torgon's eyes were fixed on the red enemy plane, and he swayed from side to side to avoid the incoming barrage of bullets.

The deafening explosion triggered an instinctive urge to shut down Lyman's Ears and filter out the blast.

He slammed on the brakes, swung the sickle horizontally, drawing an arc in the air.

Torgon abruptly shut down the anti-gravity engine, putting all his weight on the motorcycle.

boom!
The motorcycle roared as it plummeted downwards.

The sudden and dangerous action was completely beyond the scope of Heraf's psychic foresight.

The scythe slammed into the sword-tailed interceptor with a crackling sound, and Torgon activated his curved power sword, slashing down fiercely.

The gleaming, deep blue blade whistled as it sliced ​​into the nose of the aircraft, then fell in a swift motion.

Sparks crackled and flashed as the entire fighter jet was brutally cleaved in two by the Torgon.

The driver exploded into a cloud of blood mist with a loud bang.

call!
The sickle-shaped space motorcycle lost its balance upon impact and spun as it plummeted to the ground.

Torgon raised his left arm and activated the anti-gravity engine.

bang bang bang...

Amid a series of loud bangs, the motorcycle's rolling speed gradually slowed down.

Just as Torgon regained his footing, a shell whistled and slammed into the white metal belly.

He kicked the motorcycle away and used the momentum to plummet downwards.

boom!
Torgon crashed heavily onto the runway.

"assault!"

"Hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)