I am a green-skinned master

In fact, many greenskin troops have not yet reached the Pioneer City. They swept through smaller towns along the way. Coupled with the greenskins' own undisciplined character, marching in an orderly manner is a luxury. It is considered good enough if they can reach the designated location.

However, even those small groups of greenskins posed a huge threat to Pioneer City. Often, one or two greenskin racers would dare to attack the city's defenses and cause horrific casualties through suicide attacks.

The casualties of the militia in Pioneer City were increasing day by day, and the temporary treatment facilities were almost overcrowded. The Planetary Guard was more elite, and their defenses were slightly better, but they only had 50,000 people. How could they fully defend a city with a population of 5 million?

Soldiers, weapons, and medicines were all in short supply. As a last resort, Pioneer City opened its doors to refugees in order to replenish the militia, which had suffered heavy losses. Now food was also in short supply.

The requirements of Pioneer City for refugees are also very simple. The city will set aside a special area for refugees to live in, but the strong population among them, regardless of gender, must join the militia to guard the city together.

If you want protection, you must take responsibility.

The refugees had no choice but to say goodbye to their children and parents and were dispersed and organized into the most dangerous defense areas.

The future that awaits them is very cruel. After a morning of shooting training and a hearty lunch, they will be sent to the defense zone that the greenskins often attack.

These guns cannot be held steadily and cannot be shot accurately. Even if they are held steadily and shot accurately, how can a rifle with a caliber of a few millimeters cause fatal injuries to the tall greenskins?

The Pioneer City is almost using the flesh and blood of ordinary people to slow down the greenskins' attack.

Soon, the city was in big trouble. A greenskin vanguard force of about 100,000 people arrived at the outskirts of the city.

The leader of this group of orcs did not use any tactics. He rode on a giant Squig war beast, raised his big sword and roared at the Pioneer City.

"waaaaaagh!!!"

The greenskins under his command rushed towards the Pioneer City like a tide.

The ground beneath my feet was shaking, the orcs' war cries echoed in my ears, and my mind recalled every time the greenskins launched an attack, with broken limbs and blood all over the ground.

The militia, composed of ordinary people, began to fear, their morale was shaken, and they showed signs of collapse before the battle even started.

If it weren't for the experience accumulated in previous battles, and the fact that the Planet Guard had transferred many determined non-commissioned officers to the militia to serve as officers in order to improve the combat effectiveness of the militia, deserters would have appeared long ago.

The greenskins charging in the front were the most common hack-and-slash guys, with only some Squig riders mixed in, and relatively few with big guns or big booms.

This is because those racers with better equipment have already rushed to the front, either killing everyone or getting themselves killed, while the troops with heavier weapons and stronger firepower are still behind, mopping up.

On the other hand, Iron Claw had been robbing for so long and had accumulated a lot of equipment, but not every guy could get a big gun in batches. Iron Claw's men didn't have as many technical guys as Cheng Mingrui, so it was already very good to be able to equip his men with a full set of weapons.

"Don't be afraid! They are just a group of barbarians who can only use cold weapons!" The defense officer shouted to boost morale. He knew that he was lying, but as long as he told the militia the truth about the greenskins, they would probably collapse immediately.

"Open fire with all your might! Fire all your ammunition!"

The entire defense line began to fire at the officers' orders, with all light and heavy firearms, large and small artillery firing. Aiming? No way, the greenskins were lined up in a row, so they could shoot at will, and the hit rate would never be low!

However... the human defenders fought vigorously, but the effect was not satisfactory. A heavy machine gun kept shooting at an ordinary Kankan for several seconds, and the Kankan boy ran forward more than 20 meters before falling down.

The green-skinned bodies that are a combination of animals and plants have extremely strong resistance to impact. Many green-skinned people that were blown away by shells can get up, shake their heads, and continue to charge.

Seeing this situation, many militiamen began to doubt whether the bullets they fired were fake.

In comparison, the planetary guard's laser weapons are actually much more powerful. At least the intensive laser firepower can stop the orcs' charge to a certain extent, instead of just tickling like ordinary gunpowder weapons.

Chapter 67 Fantasy

The number of planetary guards on the front line is still too small, and most of them are militia, so the firepower is not enough.

The orcs rushed through the front of the defense line, the most dangerous few hundred meters, with almost no losses.

After entering close combat distance, the rifles and fire sticks in the militiamen's hands were not much different, and they were basically cut in half by the Chopping Boy.

The damage caused by the Squig riders was even greater. They charged into the militia like ancient cavalrymen, not only chopping people's hands with their swords, but the Squig beasts below also used their huge mouths to bite the terrified militiamen who fled.

Just one contact and the militiamen on the defense line collapsed. They did not hold out longer than the refugees against the greenskins. It was really difficult for ordinary humans to compete with the greenskins relying solely on their own physical fitness.

"What? Pioneer City can't hold on?! It's only been a short time, and these are just the first batch of orcs! How is it possible? How could it be!" Chuck was incredulous after receiving the information. His plan had just started when an accident occurred.

"Including the militia, armed refugees, and planetary guards in the city, there are a million people!! That's a million people, not a million pigs!"

"A bunch of cowards, this is betrayal! This is betrayal to the Empire, this is betrayal to the Emperor!!" Chuck was so angry that his face turned red, and he cursed in front of all the staff of the command for ten minutes before he stopped.

"General... what should we do next... The first and second lines of defense of Pioneer City have been lost, and the third line may be lost soon. A large number of greenskins have penetrated into the city, and the guards have suffered one-tenth casualties..." said a staff officer who was not very tactful.

"How about...how about giving up the plan to encircle and annihilate the greenskins and first mobilize troops to support Pioneer City. If the city is lost...the next target of the greenskins will be the gate of Capello..."

"No! Absolutely not!" Chuck refused loudly.

A stubborn person will not admit his mistakes, and an addicted gambler will never leave the table until he loses all his chips.

"As long as, as long as my armored division launches an attack, everything will be fine..." Chuck was a little obsessed.

"Yes, we are equipped with a large number of Leman Russ tanks and Chimera troop carriers, as well as Sentinel mechas to cover the flanks, Basilisk self-propelled artillery for long-range strikes, and we have Banshees in the sky! With such a torrent of steel, defeating the greenskins is a piece of cake!"

"General..." A staff officer felt that it was too risky to continue with the plan, and he was ready to speak up to persuade Chuck.

"Shut up!" Chuck yelled, interrupting the staff officer who wanted to speak. "The military police took him away. He spread words of defeat and disrupted the morale of the army. In the name of the general of the Planetary Guard, I revoke his rank. He is not allowed to enter the command center without my order."

As the staff officer looked confused, two military police pulled him out.

"Okay, everyone return to your positions. I'll start arranging the battle plan now." Chuck didn't care about other people's expressions at all. He just wanted them to follow his orders.

Walking in front of the holographic projection of the battlefield, Chuck kept gesturing on it.

"The Valkyrie Transport Brigade is right here. They can urgently transport an elite mechanized team to support Pioneer City. There are also two Scorpion Tailed Rocket Artillery Regiments and a Planetary Guard Infantry Division. With such firepower support, Pioneer City should be able to be defended."

"Then... tell the armored divisions in the south that have already assembled to start the attack immediately. There is no need to wait for all the divisions to be assembled."

"But, General, that would make the armored division's breakthrough width too narrow... the formation would be stretched into a long line, which is not conducive to attack or supply." Another staff officer couldn't help but suggest.

"You! You can go out too! Military police, drag him out too!" Without listening to the staff officer's detailed explanation, Chuck drove him out.

"As long as the armored division launches an attack, everything will be fine..." Chuck seemed to be getting more and more crazy, "Banshee Squadron, start bombing the greenskins in the breakthrough area! The battle begins!"

Euronia III, Southern Hemisphere, Southern Front Breakthrough Area. A large number of armored forces gathered here, rows of brand new Leman Russ tanks, Chimera armored vehicles, and various supply vehicles, all highlighting the powerful strength of the human army.

A large number of logistics personnel are walking between the vehicles, debugging, repairing and resupplying them.

"What! We have to set off now!" A group of crew members looked at the order in their hands in disbelief. "The vehicle inspection has not been completed yet, how can we launch an attack now? There is not enough fuel and ammunition..."

They quickly united and submitted their opinions to the headquarters, which also responded quickly, saying that an attack must be launched immediately, and anyone who missed the opportunity would be brought to a military court after the war.

Military court? There is no human rights or justice. The result is 80% certain to be execution.

Under Chuck's strong order, all armored divisions and infantry divisions obeyed the order and began to attack the greenskins from the flanks and rear.

Fortunately, humans still have air superiority. A large number of Banshees began to take off day and night, flying more than a dozen sorties a day, just to complete the carpet bombing mission.

However, the greenskins are very scattered, one million may seem like a lot, but they are spread out over the open terrain from rainforests to cities in the southern hemisphere.

The bombing had a devastating effect on the greenskins, but the results were not as obvious as Chuck had expected.

After the attack began, both the armored divisions and infantry divisions of the Planetary Guard made smooth progress.

Those scattered greenskins were unable to organize an effective defense after being bombed by the Banshee.

Every time they saw the Planetary Guard troops, the greenskins would rush up and fight, shouting loudly. Although this caused some trouble and losses to the Planetary Guard, they could not stop the Planetary Guard's offensive advance.

In the first few days, Chuck felt very excited. The attacking troops, with the armored division as the spearhead, were very successful. They defeated a large number of greenskins and had penetrated half the distance.

Chuck's confidence returned. He firmly believed that he was a genius and that the other staff officers were too conservative and could not see his keen grasp of the battlefield.

However, the attacks in the past few days have put a lot of pressure on logistics. Banshee's ammunition reserves are less than one-fifth. The armored divisions at the head of the assault also need to rest, and the infantry divisions following behind also need time to build a front to prevent the greenskins' counterattack.

"Tell them not to stop! Keep attacking. As long as they persist, victory will belong to humanity and the Emperor!" Chuck encouraged his subordinates at the command center.

With his support, Pioneer City was temporarily held despite heavy casualties.

The Hammer's armored division is also progressing smoothly. As long as nothing unexpected happens and we continue to defeat the greenskins... everything will be fine.

In front of the command screen, Chuck kept brainwashing himself.

Chapter 68: Sneaky Boy

"What? Another group of weirdo troops are leaving the city?" Tiezhua listened to his men's report with an expression of disbelief. He was ready for a fierce battle, but it suddenly turned into a simple mode.

Tiezhua scratched his bald head with his claws. He was wondering whether Boss Xiami's head was qualified to be the boss.

Forget it, just make do with the first one and replace it with a better one later.

The greenskins like war, and they like fierce wars and powerful opponents even more. If the opponent is too weak, the fight will be boring for them and their own growth will be very low.

During the War in Heaven, the Greenskins were much taller, bigger, and more technologically advanced than they are now, simply because the enemies back then were so much stronger.

After the plague and the disappearance of the clever boys, the genes of the orcs are somewhat inferior to those of the time, but they are not as weak as they are now. During the War in Heaven, the height of the big orcs was at least over ten meters, but now those around four meters are considered big.

In the final analysis, all races in the galaxy have become weaker, and the weaker races are fighting each other, which has caused the orcs to become weaker as well. It's like playing chess with a weak chess player, the more you play, the weaker you become.

In the southern hemisphere of Euronia III, the right wing of this continent is the rainforest and major human urban clusters, but this seemingly closest direction is not the main attack direction of Iron Claw.

The 500,000 elite soldiers he led took the left wing. The terrain on the left wing of the continent was more open, and most cities were built by the sea. Attacking from this line seemed both a long way around and risky.

But this is all superficial. Risky and circuitous routes are often routes that defenders tend to overlook.

Looking at the dim environment around him, Tiezhua knocked on the rock wall beside him and said, "Golden Tooth, don't get the direction wrong, or I don't mind hanging you on the rack behind me."

"Don't worry, Boss Iron Claw. I've arranged everything. The direction is definitely correct. Wait, we'll dig through this and reach the surface. There's a small city above, right in the middle of the railway line.

My sneaky guys are already lurking nearby. Once we show up, they will launch an attack together and we will be able to capture Xiami's city very quickly."

Jin Ya also drew a map on the ground. Although the lines were rough, the accuracy and logic were very high.

"After we occupy the city, we can modify Xiami's train and drive it to the city where Xiami Boss is. We can kill him in one fell swoop while he doesn't have many followers to protect him."

Tiezhua looked at the map and thought for a while. He was recalling what the slippery boss did when he was on the Glorious Knight, how he mobilized Xiami's army and annihilated them.

"I feel like this is still not fast enough..." After thinking about it, Iron Claw said, "But let's do this for now. We'll catch Xiami off guard and occupy their city first."

With the boss's order, the little guys who had been on standby took action and used special excavation machinery to dig upwards continuously. After a while, the exit was dug through.

The cold moonlight shone on a lawn, and a huge hole appeared out of nowhere. A large number of greenskin troops, fully armed to the teeth, crawled out of it. Their number increased and soon filled the entire lawn.

Several fart spirits with camouflage painted on their faces appeared like ghosts in the middle of the lawn, in front of Tie Claw.

These fart spirits said a few words to Jin Ya stealthily and then left.

"Boss Iron Claw, the sneaky guys are ready. The defense of this damn city is lax, and the main entrances and exits, as well as the firepower points, are all watched by our guys. As long as we start the attack, there won't be any accidents when we get in." Gold Teeth stood on his Squig and whispered in Iron Claw's ear.

After listening, Tiezhua nodded and glanced around. The good boys around him were all looking at Tiezhua eagerly, their little red eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.

Iron Claw said nothing, raised the killing axe in his hand, and shouted at the human city in the distance: "waaagh!!"

The boys raised their weapons one after another, some were hacking, some were using guns, and some were using missile launchers.

“waaagh!!!”

Iron Claw led his boys to charge towards the human city.

Such a big commotion certainly alarmed the city's defenders. Even though this is just a small city, with the green-skinned monsters invading in large numbers, basically every tree and bush is an enemy. There are more than 100,000 militiamen guarding the city, and guards are also arranged on duty at night.

The militia here can also deal with some scattered orcs, and they are very vigilant.

However, just as the militia on night stand was about to sound the alarm, an arrow accurately pierced his throat.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, arrows kept piercing through the darkness and killing militiamen one after another. One by one, the fart spirits, wearing camouflage uniforms and fully camouflaged to blend in with the environment, crawled up.

They leaped to their feet, firing well-aimed arrows as they leapt over the obstacles in front of them and slit the throats of the guards dozing off behind their cover with their daggers.

The whole process went smoothly. In the night, the only sounds were the whimpering of humans dying and the slight sound of fart spirits rubbing against clothes when they moved.

The sneaky guy standing at the highest point took out a monocular telescope from his body. He looked into the distance in the direction of the war cry, and after seeing the main force of greenskins charging over, he put away the telescope.

"Hurry up! The bosses are here, move the roadblocks away! Don't block the bosses' way!" The sneaky fart boy loudly ordered the fart spirits below.

The guys below were also not vague and quickly moved the large roadblocks away. Some of them were too big to be moved in a short time, so they simply attached explosives to them and blew them up.

As for whether the sound of the explosion would alert anyone in the city, the guards on guard had been killed, and the orc army was about to enter the city. Even if they were exposed now, they would not have time to organize a defense.

The Iron Claw charging in the front was like an unstoppable monster. If the sneaky guys hadn't dodged quickly, they would have been trampled to death by the Iron Claw.

The roadblocks that hinder people's progress have not been completely cleared, but it doesn't matter to Iron Claw. He is a speeding train, an indestructible tank, and nothing can stop him from moving forward.

He smashed, crushed, and flattened a large number of city walls, bunkers, and mines, but these things only caused a few scratches on Iron Claw's armor.

On the route of the charge, a Leman Russ tank blocked the Iron Claw's way, and a solid tank shell hit the Iron Claw's chest.

The smoke cleared, the Iron Claw breastplate was shattered, and his chest was covered in blood, but he was still charging!

"waaaagh!!"

It was too late for Leman Russ to reverse, so Iron Claw raised his killing axe and slashed it across, sending the Leman Russ turret flying into the sky.

Chapter 69 Emperor-class Battleship