Warhammer: Empire Reboot

All he knew was that Abaddon and Vashtor were turning the entire galaxy upside down for this kind of thing.

Moreover, this is also an opportunity...

Guzogg turned to look out the porthole.

Three ominous arks are drifting in the dark currents of warp space.

They resemble three rotting whales, their surfaces covered with turrets and wart-like armor.

Seventeen heavy cruiser-class or larger escort ships surrounded the ark, while more landing craft and transport barges were hidden in its belly.

This is the Disaster Fleet.

Behind it all is the Vashtor contract.

As long as he can establish a stable subspace anchor point on the surface of Agrippina, the demon demigod will be able to send demon engines and support troops across space via the demon steel plexus.

And if he really can dig out the key fragments in Lawson's lair.

If he could give that forging hammer to Abaddon.

If he could also conveniently rot Agrippina's rock-hard bone into a fragrant, rotten piece of flesh...

Guzog's breathing became heavier.

The face that the loving father lost in Agrippina needs to be redeemed from the pus.

Why can't it be him?

Why can't it be Guzogg?

A loving father never despises the ambition of a rotten person, as long as that ambition is fat enough, smelly enough, and capable of blossoming.

"Send the order to the entire fleet."

In Guzogg's single eye, the green light had stopped waving.

"Target: Agrippina."

He pulled half of his body, which was embedded in the flesh, from the command seat, and putrid pus dripped onto the ground along the armor plates.

"Prepare for a surprise attack."

The cannibalistic calamity fleet began to turn.

Its composition is like a pot of rotten soup blessed by filth.

The Corrupted Sons of Guzog are the backbone of the fleet.

In addition, there are two warbands that share the same faith in Nurgle but have hated each other for centuries: Plague Crows and Plague Guardians.

The plague crows considered the rotten rituals of the calamity guardians too vulgar, deeming them only fit to be livestock for spreading the plague.

The Guardian of Calamity, however, felt that the Plague Crows' habit of using crow bones and omens to chant tales was nothing but the stench of a treacherous monster in disguise.

The two warring factions assassinated, poisoned, and stole each other's plague relics.

If it weren't for Abaddon's high-pressure orders and the reward of key fragments, they would have already been firing at each other in the warp space.

The fleet was also crammed with a large number of traitorous mortal defense troops, an entire corrupted Dark Mechanicus expedition, and a family of Chaos Knights who had broken their oaths.

It looks huge.

It smells rotten.

When you touch it, it's full of cracks.

The Plague Crows and the two Chaos Champions of the Plague Guardian both remained on their respective cruisers, pledging allegiance only to Guzogg in name.

They called each other brothers in their communications, but privately they had already written lists of the spoils of war that the other would take if he died in battle.

Guzogg didn't care.

As long as they die enough and early enough on the surface of Agrippina, they will still be considered useful.

at the same time.

The Vigilant Star, the wartime command center.

"The Ogre Catastrophe Fleet has confirmed a change of course."

Tactical sand table deployment.

The mass shadows of the three Ominous Arks were marked in dark green, and seventeen heavy cruiser-class or higher escort ships, resembling a ring of rotting scales, were moving towards the main planet Agrippina.

"Enemy main force: three Ominous Ark ships. Seventeen escort ships of heavy cruiser class or above. They carry a large-scale Nurgle landing force, traitorous mortals, remnants of the Defense Force, a Dark Mechanicus expedition, and the Chaos Knight family."

"The course is heading straight for Agrippina, the main star."

Lawson laughed: "They really dare to come."

For a Cataclysmic Fleet that was originally scattered on the edge of the Storm Starfield on a search mission to risk total annihilation and head straight for Agrippina, there must be something on the main planet that even Abaddon and Vashtor want.

This is very interesting.

"Agrippina Main Planet, Level 1 War Status."

On the sand table, the entire casting world instantly lit up with layers of red circles.

"T series, take over all defense matrices in the near-Earth orbit of the host star."

"White Tiger Battle Group, Black Tortoise Battle Group, prepare to board the ship."

"The Yazi garrison fleet has all its boarding torpedoes unlocked."

"Foundation sequence, activate all surface fortress fire control systems. Equatorial defense group enters induction mode."

His commands traveled hundreds of light-years across the swarm network in fractions of a second, striking the nerves of every assassin.

The underground ammunition depot opens, the air-raid shelter rises, the railgun begins charging, the T-series suicide soldiers take over the ancient fire control core, and the cornerstone sequence turns away from the production line, like a billion fingers under the same brain, pressing the war button.

When the ogre scourge fleet finished its warp jump, and the three ominous arks, shrouded in a nauseating, eerie green light, appeared in the high orbit of Agrippina, they were met with a taut steel net.

Guzogg originally planned to follow the standard procedure, first using Ark heavy firepower to suppress the surface air defense positions, and then tear open a landing window.

But as soon as he sent the order to the artillery node, Agrippina's main fleet deliberately rammed into them.

Plasma and light spears, firing at full power simultaneously.

The first round of firepower tore the three light frigates on the outer perimeter of the Chaos Fleet into burning wreckage.

The explosion of light ripped out of the Rotten Stomach's deflector shield, and the green shield rain was shattered, churning like rotten meat soup.

The bridge of the Guzogg ship shook violently.

A slave navigator was thrown from his seat, slammed against the wall, and his spine broke into three pieces.

"How could they be so fast?!"

Guzog gripped the handrail, his thick knuckles sinking into his mutated bones.

He thought that Lawson's main force was still being held back by Vigilant Star, Eldar, and the remnants of Abaddon's line.

He thought Agrippina was staying behind to defend the second line, and that he could at least gain the initiative in one round.

Little did he know.

In Agrippina, the moment an enemy is spotted at a node on the edge of the sector, the entire Forged World will open its eyes in the next instant.

"Let the plague crows and the calamity guards take the lead."

"Block the Imperial fleet's artillery fire."

The adjutant hesitated for a moment: "My lord, they will protest..."

"Then let them protest as they die."

"The Rotten Stomach cannot be severely damaged before landing. Aren't those two warbands trying to share the credit? Now give it to them."

The command was transmitted to the Plague Crows and Plague Guardian channels.

The two Chaos champions simultaneously launched into a tirade of profanities.

A cursed Guzog will sooner or later have his belly gnawed dry by his loving father's maggots.

Another fleet of bird skeletons, claiming to be plague crows, was perfect for blocking cannon fire.

Despite the insults, once the black insignia of the Abaddon Overseer appeared at the edge of the channel, the two warbands still pressed their ships forward.

"Children of Corruption, Dark Mechanicus, Knight Family".

Guzogg rose from his command seat and drew his power greatsword.

"Preparing to log in".

He looked at the forging world on the surface of the earth, illuminated by the firelight.

"Once they land and the anchor point is established, Lord Vashtor's support will overwhelm them."

The ominous sign was that the Ark's abdomen had split open.

Landing craft, drop pods, plague transport barges, and heavy vehicles carrying Chaos Knights poured down on the Agrippina equatorial plain like a dirty green downpour.

The Agrippina primary star's anti-aircraft fire network was instantly fully activated.

Laser beams, anti-aircraft guns, railguns, interceptor missiles, and plasma anti-aircraft guns intertwine to form an impenetrable fabric of death.

Before many landing craft could even break through the cloud layer, they were reduced to burning scrap metal and clouds of poison gas.

The screams of the traitorous mortals were swallowed by the explosion, and their corpses scattered into black raindrops high in the sky.

But Guzog brought too much with him.

The deflector shields of the three Ominous Ark ships were also sharing the firepower of the landing force.

Ultimately, enemy troops still managed to penetrate the fire net and crash into the vast plains near the equator of Agrippina.

The ground shook.

The rotting metal hatch exploded open.

The Nurgle Space Marine stepped out of the poisonous smoke.

The rebel mortal defense forces poured out of the transport ships.

One by one, the Chaos Knight transport barges landed, their heavy bodies freed from their locks, and their Void Shields opened up like rotting soap bubbles.

The landing point was less than 30 kilometers from a large industrial fortress.