Warhammer: Empire Reboot

A baron heir, usually the most sarcastic and sharp-tongued, is tearing bandages off a lower-ranking Astragalus soldier with his teeth.

The Marquis's second son held up Brock's trench shovel, cursing Cardian repeatedly.

"You green-skinned, rotten-ass, scrap metal bastard! Come on! Your dad's here!"

An old soldier frowned as he listened.

"You're cursing like an aristocrat barking like a dog."

Ammunition depleted.

The barrel of the heat gun cracked.

The power core of the rapier dimmed.

They tore the blood-stained family cloaks to shreds and tied them to their wrists.

Gold, red, white, and gray strips of cloth were mixed with blood.

Aurelia stood at the very front.

She wanted to live.

The thought was cruelly clear.

She wants to go back to Terra.

I want to drink real red wine again.

I want to take a walk in the white stone courtyard of the Vane family.

I want to tell those who talk about honor at banquets: honor is not just those pretty words you use.

His honor was the molten bomb on Sergeant Brock's chest.

It was Viktor's final kick.

It was the countess girl's laughter when she shoved the gun into the orc's mouth.

You're so scared you feel like you need to pee, your legs are shaking like a coward, yet you still stand there, cursing...

Come on!!!

She raised the nearly extinguished rapier.

"Corona Guard Regiment".

"We're here to earn honors."

"The honor is right here."

She pointed at the charging orcs.

"Whoever wants it, should risk their life to take it!"

The marquis's second son raised his trench shovel and roared hoarsely.

"The corona will not retreat!"

Other noble youths joined in the shouting.

"The corona will not retreat!"

The veterans of the 82nd Regiment also roared.

"By the Emperor above, the sun's crown will never fall!"

The orc horde rushed within ten meters.

Aurelia was about to order a counter-charge.

At that very moment, the air around her distorted.

A pale blue light curtain tore through reality.

At the center of the circular array, the static force field patterns lit up.

The surviving soldiers instinctively raised their guns, but few of them could still fire.

The next second, a group of five-meter-tall giants stepped out from the light screen.

They wore heavy armor, their shoulders were as broad as a fortress door, and they held adamantite-powered giant hammer and a refractive force field tower shield.

The first giant landed, and the tower shield swept across.

The three orcs at the front were smashed into pieces.

The second giant raised his power hammer and brought it down.

An orc motorcycle that crashed into the ruins of the wall, along with its driver, was smashed into a disc embedded in the ground.

The third giant fired his shoulder-mounted pyrotechnic gun.

The incandescent jet swept across the ruins, burning through an orc leader and the orc lads behind him.

They were like a mountain of steel crashing down from the void, pressing directly into the orc horde.

Those greenskins that had nearly wiped out the Coronaguards were like rotten meat being shoveled open in front of these giants.

Aurelia stood still, gripping the rapier whose power was about to die out.

The marquis's second son dropped the trench shovel from his hand.

"What the hell is this canned food?"

One of the bear guards turned around and glanced at them.

"Agrippina, the advance team of the Bear Guard."

"By order of the Grand Master, take over the defense of this area."

P.S.: Today's update is 2.4 words. I did some research, and the spoiled soldiers in the Warhammer world are indeed tough. I'm asking for votes for them...

Chapter 196 The God of War, Calgar, is About to Go Mad

Aurelia's chest heaved violently.

She saw the giant who called himself the Bear Guard Vanguard step forward, and when the refraction field shield was erected, it was like a steel gate smashing into the battlefield.

The orc leader charged forward, wielding his greatsword.

The monster had just forced the remnants of the Corona Guard to retreat, but now, crashing into the Bear Guard's tower shield, its entire arm was twisted by the recoil.

The bear guard swung his power axe horizontally, the blade slicing through the orc's shoulder blade, ribs, and half of his spine.

The second orc charged, and the power hammer came down.

The orc's head and chest were smashed into the mud, its limbs twitched a few times, and then it lay still.

Armand de Valmont, the second son of the Marquis, stood beside Aurelia, still clutching the trench shovel left behind by Sergeant Broc.

"Is this Agrippina's reinforcement?"

A noblewoman from the Corona Guard standing nearby asked in a trembling voice, "Five hundred men?"

The battlefield is providing the answer.

The five hundred Xiongwei vanguard were divided into five wedge-shaped assault formations.

Raise shield, fire, slash, push forward.

The number of orcs is still very large.

But they lost their momentum.

When the five hundred bear guards advanced simultaneously, the orc caravan was forced to retreat.

A red orc speeding around from the side attempted to break into the Sunfire Guard's circular formation.

Just as Armand was about to raise his trench shovel, he saw a bear guard turn around.

He smashed the side edge of the tower shield directly into the front of the speeding car.

The motorcycle flipped over on the spot, and the orc driver was thrown into the air.

Xiong Wei swung his power axe upwards with his right hand, slicing the orc along with the motorcycle fragments.

Armand's lips parted slightly as he looked on.

"By the Emperor, these big guys are even wilder than Leman Rustank."

Aurelia had just been prepared to die here.

She had already thought of her last words, how to plunge the sword into the throat of the nearest orc, and how to use her own corpse to shield the heavily wounded veteran.

As a result, these giants emerged from the spatial rift, smashing into the mud like hammers, and reclaimed the desperate position they had fought so hard to hold.

This is not true.

But the green blood and orcish corpses on the ground were so real they were pungent.

A Xiongwei officer walked up to her.

His helmet had an extra black vertical stripe compared to that of ordinary bear guards, and the number "Agrippina Bear Guard Vanguard" was engraved on his left shoulder.

"The surviving commander of the position?"

Aurelia snapped out of her daze and immediately stood up straight.

"Aurelia Vane, Acting Commander of the Terra Corona Guard Regiment."

The Xiongwei officer glanced at her, then swept his gaze over the remaining soldiers behind her.

"Now hand it over to us, you retreat."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and gave the order.

"Advance ten kilometers. Recapture the outer slope of water tower No. 3 and rebuild the firing range."

Five hundred Xiong Guards immediately carried out the order.

They crossed the crumbling walls and stepped into the battlefield composed of corpses, mud, broken armor, and burning debris, advancing ever forward.

The remnants of the orcs attempted a counterattack.