Warhammer, how did I become Butcher's Nail!

"Forget about it, Fogrim. I remember about the big blueberry thing."

Guilliman looked at Forgrim with disdain. If it weren't for the fact that he and Mortalian needed this guy with Terran political and infrastructure resources to discuss things, he would have been thrown somewhere else by now.

The only competitor has surrendered.

Mortalian and Forgrim are nothing to fear!

just now!

The Butcher's Nail is his!

Guilliman looked toward Anglon.

"The Five Hundred Worlds will double the supplies they previously sent to Nukelia!"

Guilliman crossed his arms, and his magnanimous demeanor made Angron's eyelids twitch.

"vomit!"

"Honestly, I'm starting to... ugh! I hate you, Guilliman!"

Angron's disgusted look made Guilliman laugh.

"Get some rest, I'll be back!"

Anglong stretched out his hand, and Lu Heng pulled himself off Anglong's head.

"Kill them, kill every single one of those guys."

Angron watched as the nail stepped off his arm and onto Guilliman's hand.

"As you wish." (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and doesn't form coherent sentences.)

Guilliman felt a faint stinging sensation on his face. The moment that familiar feeling returned, Guilliman felt unusually rational.

"German Consul!"

Angron looked at Ger beside him.

Ger straightened his body.

"The War Hounds are now in your hands. I don't think I need to repeat the Legion Lord's orders."

Ger nodded; he certainly knew who was in charge of the legion.

"So, I'll be in charge this time. Does anyone object?"

As Guilliman gazed at the holographic image in the conference room, a look of disdain emanated from his eyes.

Is it 28:1?

Guilliman sensed the data transmitted back by Lu Heng: the advantage was on his side!

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Volume 1: Chapter 230 (Two Hundred and Eighteen Chapters) So, Attack!

"The enemy fleet is numerous, while we currently only have two main warships."

"Redemption and Nightfall".

Inside the meeting room, Guilliman and his demigod brothers were discussing the power they now possessed.

Ultramarines Fifteenth Squadron, Warhounds First Echelon, Ninth Echelon, and Thirteenth Echelon.

The first Dalian is guarded by death.

With only one-twentieth of the Night Lords' numbers, under normal circumstances, Guilliman would have been able to ensure that even if the opposing force numbered five hundred, let alone three hundred, they would never return.

But the current situation is that their ships have all suffered different damage, and the route of travel on the other side is very clear: it is their brothers' home planet!

“There’s an entire asteroid belt here; we can launch a surprise attack on them from here.”

Guilliman displayed the tactical video and spoke to his brothers.

"The other side's communications have been hacked, but the entire channel..."

The chaos was filled with madness, and the screams made it impossible for Guilliman to gather any information, leading him to believe that these aliens were a bunch of lunatics.

Calculations show we can only hold off one-third of the fleet; we cannot stop the remaining two-thirds.

Seventeen ships.

Even if a few more ships came, Lu Heng was confident he could leave two-thirds of the ships here. The problem now was whether or not to fight these aliens!

Guilliman pondered this for a long time.

"This is our first ambush location."

"This is our second one!"

"This is our third one!"

"And this will be the place of our final battle."

Guilliman pointed his finger at Corax's homeworld. The enemy fleet was too numerous to stop. Therefore, they could only engage the aliens in a decisive battle at the most crucial location.

"Kortz, you and I will hold off these damn aliens!"

"Forgrim, you and Mortarion take Angron to our brother's world, find our brother! Then build a defensive line in his world!"

Guilliman looked at Mortalian and Forgrim.

The latter nodded slightly.

"I will be going to our new brother's home planet as an Imperial ambassador, accompanied by my six Phoenix Guard members."

"Seven, a good number. I will lead the Death Guard First Dalian to build a defensive line on the ground."

As both Forgrim and Mortarion spoke,

Guilliman nodded.

"Protect Angron; he needs to rest for a while."

"I will."

Fugrim nodded slightly.

With the departure of the two demigod brothers, Guilliman looked at Conrad Coates, the only one left in the conference hall.

"You need to ambush at the second location. Korga is also on the ship, but the Ghost Squad isn't there. Keep in touch with my brother."

After hearing Guilliman's words, Kurtz shook his head and walked out. When he was near the door, Kurtz suddenly turned back.

"This situation is unusual; Saint Geres cannot bring our fleet to support us in a short time."

Guilliman nodded when he heard Koz's words.

Guilliman dispatched several ships to escort Angron and his men, including the first and ninth echelons of the War Hounds.

Kahn, on the other hand, was kept on by Guilliman.

Guilliman left behind only the Redemption, Dawn, Fear, and Weissmand.

To be honest, this war is far more perilous than any we've faced before.

Lu Heng said to Guilliman, "From a normal person's perspective, four ships fighting against a fleet of more than three hundred ships of varying sizes is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

"When is it not dangerous?"

Guilliman waved his hand, and Lu Heng closed it on Guilliman's face. ∽√

The situation is dire; don't rely on luck. I'll assist you with Guilliman XIII.

Guilliman's eyes lit up; he had thought Lu Heng would personally take over the war.

Guilliman got up and, escorted by Kahn and Gage, went to the bridge of the Redemption.

Guilliman looked down at the warriors who should have belonged to Angron, feeling a little uneasy. He wondered if Angron would hold a grudge against him after this.

"Your Highness Guilliman."

"Please give the order, and all war hounds will fight to the death."

Kahn seemed to sense the complex emotions of the Imperial demigod, and he spoke up himself. As the future successor of Gel, Kahn was increasingly showing signs of leadership.

"Then... attack!"

Guilliman began.

Delaying is the best approach these days.

The ships were hidden among the fragments of an asteroid in the starry sky. All the ships were silent. In order to buy more time for Conrad Coates, Guilliman and Lu Heng adopted a bold idea.

That's just taking advantage of a situation.

The alien fleet opposite them had a very complex formation, and all they needed to do was to insert themselves precisely into the middle of the alien fleet like a sharp sword and completely destroy the structure of the entire alien fleet.

Lotara Salyn held her breath. She could sense the enemy fleet above her. She hid the Redemption in the shadow of a huge rock. She could see the strange ships, some as large as crescent moons, but most of them were cone-shaped.

The lead reconnaissance ship swept past the Redemption.

Lotara II Salyn prayed silently, hoping only that the alien fleet wouldn't discover them.

In fact, the Redemption is now 27 percent damaged and its engine is only 85 percent of normal power.

Lotara Salyn only hoped that Redemption could survive this war!

Guilliman sat in Angron's seat, keeping track of time as it ticked by.

"Captain Lotara Salyn! Start the engines!"

Guilliman roared, and with his command, Lotara Salyn started the engines immediately. As the Redemption burst into flames in space, the alien fleet did not notice what was happening below them at first!

"Come in!"

[Charge in!]

Guilliman and Lu Heng roared at the same time.

And so, within the radar of this mad alien, a massive ship charged directly into their formation from the bottom.

Torpedoes and light spears blasted the alien combat barge at the bottom in two.

Their flagship is right in the center!

"We have plenty of time to spend with them!"

After receiving Lu Heng's intelligence, Guilliman quickly turned his gaze to the center of the holographic image.

"Captain Lotara Salyn! Turn left! Ram the ship to your upper right and smash it to pieces!"

Guilliman sat firmly in his chair and roared!

"Gunboat squadron, prepare for takeoff! We can't let them land on our ships!"

"Kahn! Guard the engine! Gage orders the Invincible Army to clear out any aliens that get close!"

"Everyone, prepare for the charge!"

Guilliman stared at the alien ship that was so close at hand.

Hopefully, good luck will be on his side this time!

P.S.: This is the third update. Will I get votes for the extra chapter?

Volume 1: Chapter 231 (Chapter 219) Let's have a drink together after this battle!

The Redemption is like a fish leaping in the ocean, constantly swishing its tail, with countless beams of light emanating in stages throughout space.

Guilliman watched the slow-moving ships, which frantically unleashed their cannon fire on the other ships in a heart-pounding battle. Guilliman had never made such a daring plan before.

Those aliens have gone mad; every second, a beam of light whizzes past the upper deck of the Redemption.

As the shields began to weaken, Lotara Salyn, the daughter of the tower, showed no panic. She issued various orders in an orderly manner, and the Redemption, like an exceptionally slippery eel, directly disrupted the entire alien fleet!

The Redemption was like a rapidly swinging dagger, unavoidable and unstoppable. The prow, decorated with the traditional colors of the Warhounds and the traditional culture of Nukelia, is now completely lost in space.

Lotara Salyn could see that countless alien ships were lined up behind the Redemption, haphazardly trying to destroy this behemoth!

But the alien fleet's complex formation proved that the mission was completely impossible. Lothar Salyn watched as shell after shell whizzed past the side of the Redemption's deck, calmly accepting every order given by Prince Guilliman.

This battle in space was completely different from the space warfare taught by the previous Legion Lords. The Redemption was like a knight of Guteras, charging into the enemy ranks and carving a bloody path through them.

Main gun overload!

"The third deck has been attacked by the enemy; enemy assault boats have entered the ship!"