Warhammer: The Time Traveler

Chapter 358 Unexpected Attack (Second Update)
Although the Eternal Expedition has been handed over to the Black Templars, this legendary warship, which once served as the flagship of the Seventh Legion and the Primarch's flagship, continues to attract attention from all sides.

Its unusual mobilization and the Black Temple's military deployment quickly alerted many forces on Holy Terra.

This time, however, Roger Dorn displayed a long-absent tough stance, suppressing all prying and suspicion with an unquestionable will.

At this sensitive moment, Dorn made a decision that surprised everyone—he personally went deep into the palace to meet with the Marshal of the Royal Guard.

During the meeting, Dorn, with unusual seriousness, requested that a portion of the Guard be deployed to assist in maintaining order on Terra and, if necessary, to stabilize the situation in the Empire.

This request deeply puzzled the Grand Marshal of the Household. Just recently, Dorne and Guilliman had jointly issued a decree forbidding the Household from leaving the palace. The Household itself, burdened by guilt for failing to protect the Emperor in the defense of the palace, had voluntarily chosen to remain deep within its walls. Dorne's sudden and unusual request was indeed perplexing.

However, something even more shocking happened.

Just as the Imperial Guard Marshal was about to politely decline this untimely request, a familiar and majestic consciousness suddenly descended upon the audience hall.

A clear sense of the Emperor's will emanated from the direction of the Golden Throne—weak yet undeniable.

This consciousness contained a clear instruction: the Imperial Guard must assist Roger Dorn.

The Imperial Guard Marshal immediately knelt on one knee, bowed his head, and accepted the order.

For the Imperial Guard, the Emperor's will is the supreme law, even if the order contradicts their previous decisions.

When they looked up again, Dorn saw a long-lost determination on his face, weathered by millennia of hardship.

Hours later, a troop of imperial guards, gleaming in gold, appeared for the first time outside the palace.

They marched in silent formation, their golden power armor gleaming in the Terran sun.

This marks the first public appearance of the Imperial Guards since the defense of the palace.

Their appearance immediately caused a stir among Terra's top brass—everyone understood that there must be a significant reason behind it that was far beyond the ordinary.

Dorne stood on the highest terrace of the palace, watching the Imperial Guard split into several small teams and head towards the various key points.

His knuckles, gripping the railing tightly, turned slightly white.

The emperor's apparition was both a support for his actions and a sign that what was about to happen might far exceed his initial expectations.

This recognition from the Lord of Humanity is both a talisman and a heavy responsibility.
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Just as Sigismund was rushing to the world of the dead, Chen Yu's base was attacked unexpectedly.

Several massive meteorites, wreathed in green psionic flames, brutally tore through the atmosphere and crashed heavily onto the wasteland surrounding the base.

Emerging from these crude space capsules were roaring green-skinned orcs.

As soon as these beasts landed, they charged wildly towards the laboratory like locusts that had smelled blood.

Their numbers weren't particularly large, but their primal and pure destructive desires, and their unusual way of appearing in this environment, immediately made Chen Yu's computing core mark them as having an extremely high threat level, and a hint of "conspiracy" flashed through its mind.

However, he had no time to delve into the mystery behind it.

The base's regular escort troops and intelligent mechs quickly organized a defensive line, and flashes of lasers and explosives lit up the wasteland, constantly tearing apart the green-skinned soldiers charging at the forefront.

But the orcs' offensive was like a relentless tide, their rudimentary yet powerful weapons and fearless charges rapidly depleting the defensive forces' numbers and ammunition.

The defenses are retreating step by step, and based on the current attrition rate, it's only a matter of time before they are breached.

Chen Yu did not hesitate. While sending a high-priority distress signal to the escort ship in orbit, he forcibly stabilized the dimensional parameters near the base and reopened the rift leading to Night City.

"Near Light Squad, return to support immediately." His order was instantly transmitted through the communication channel.

At the same time, the escort ships on track received orders, and their cannons began to adjust their angles, locking onto the area where the orcs were most concentrated.

After a brief recharge, several thick beams of energy, like divine punishment spears, suddenly pierced down from the sky!

"boom--!"

Deafening explosions rang out one after another, and the earth trembled violently.

Where the beam of light landed, several huge, charred craters were instantly created, and the green skins within the area, along with the rocks beneath their feet, were instantly vaporized.

The powerful shockwave sent swarms of orcs flying from a great distance.

The orbital bombardment temporarily halted the orcs' fiercest offensive, giving the defenses a chance to regroup.

But the greenskins were extremely resilient. The orcs who were not directly hit quickly recovered from their shock, letting out even more furious howls as they continued their charge.

Just as the defense line was about to be submerged by the green wave again, the spatial rift behind Chen Yu stabilized.

Accompanied by heavy, rhythmic footsteps unlike the boisterous greenskins, Margaret and Maria, piloting their knight mechs, were the first to cross the dimensional gate.

"Clean them up." Chen Yu's command was concise and cold.

"For the sake of the Sage, purify the aliens!" Margaret's voice came through the mecha's loudspeaker, steady and powerful.

The "Lancer's" charge lances lit up instantly, and the ion shield unfolded, forming an iron dam to meet the green tide.

Maria's "Punisher" raised its explosive cannons, creating crossfire with the orbital bombardment to precisely cover the orcish follow-up forces.

With the addition of this new force, especially the powerful firepower and impact brought by the two knight mechs, the situation on the battlefield was instantly reversed.

Although the Greenskins remained ferocious, they could no longer advance an inch under the triple attack of orbital bombardment, knight mechs, and elite infantry.

Chen Yu calmly assessed the battlefield data stream; the constantly flashing parameters in the optical lens confirmed the solidity of the defensive line.

With the firepower suppression from orbital bombardment and the addition of the new force of the Nearl Squad, holding out until Sigismund arrives is no longer a problem.

However, the timing and manner in which this green tinge appeared were extremely suspicious.

They landed precisely on the outskirts of the base and launched a targeted attack without hesitation, which was far from the aimless plundering behavior common among orcs.

The computing core quickly ruled out accidental factors, and a clear judgment emerged—this was a premeditated attack, and there must be some force guiding or manipulating it behind the scenes.

“Someone… or something, is plotting against me.” Chen Yu’s synthesized voice rang out in the command center in a low voice.

He no longer viewed this as a simple accident.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately sent a highly urgent plea for help to the Nexus Forging World through a top-secret communication channel that was heavily encrypted and exclusively between him and the overseeing sage Vox.

(End of this chapter)