Warhammer, from Gothic Fleet to Azur Lane

Even if they could find the Orks before they deployed their shields, two rounds of Nova Cannons could wipe them all out. But if the remaining thousands of Orks were allowed to get close, it would probably be another classic Empire-style tragic victory.

These will be five minutes of destiny.

Chapter 26: Battle of Armageddon (Part 3)

The explosion in the minefield made Bone Crusher frown. Things were not as simple as he thought. It seemed that the commander on the other side was not a waste. But it didn't matter. All the strategies were meaningless in the face of an absolute difference in strength. Cruelty was always more useful than cunning.

"The minefield after the explosion is the safest place. Guys, follow me! The target is the front of the minefield." With the roar of the Bone Crusher, the entire fleet disappeared from the light of transmission.

The warships of the main fleet had already turned silently and formed three staggered battle lines. This could maximize the power of the broadside guns and ensure that the 270-degree frontal turrets on the ridge of the ship had the best attack surface.

Moreover, when the orc warships come to attack, if they want to rush to a favorable distance, they have to charge headfirst, and the Imperial Navy will automatically seize the T-head. Jin-era naval warfare is not like your designated terminal game Wowoshi, on the contrary, T-head is the best solution. There will even be operations that will not hesitate to turn in front of the enemy to seize the head-on attack.

Instead, the Light Spear Fleet turned its bows to face the enemy, in preparation for the Nova Cannon's attack.

After the communication within the ship was restored, the Grand Marshal dispatched dozens of Thunderhawks from the strike cruisers to conduct reconnaissance in other directions to prevent the greenskins from taking risky actions and jumping to places beyond the lightning strike.

Waiting, everyone is waiting anxiously.

Salmin was no exception, he tightly grasped the golden spear that appeared in his hand. The golden spear was so gorgeous and dazzling that it looked more like a decoration than a killing weapon. Anyone who dared to underestimate this work of art would not realize that it was a peerless weapon until it tore them apart.

This Radiant Spear is part of the Salmin's ship suit, symbolizing the Emperor's Vision's indestructible power ram. Since he has 11 of them, he is even equipped with ten short swords. If he only manifests his weapons, his appearance will not change. However, his physical fitness has greatly improved. Although he is not at the level of a Primarch, he can still kill a Grand Marshal of the Imperial Guards.

This time he really matched Alfa, killing the Custodians with a knife, sneaking into the palace alone, without any armor, holding an unlocked power weapon, and almost seriously injuring the Custodian Marshal. If Malcador hadn't called for a stop, his position as Custodian Marshal would have ended.

Of course, this does not mean that Alpha will kill him. But you, a Grand Marshal of the Guards, were severely injured by the "Assassin" in a one-on-one fight, and then disturbed the Holy Riding. Most people would not have the face to be a Grand Marshal of the Guards, let alone the arrogant Guards. The subsequent blood games and the bad attitude towards the Primarch and Space Marines all came from this.

However, even this peerless villain who had no rivals under the Primarch could only wait. If he could encounter the Bone Crusher on the front battlefield, he would directly destroy the enemy's formation, like the sky breaking through the clouds, and take the dog head of that guy in just a dozen seconds.

Unfortunately, this was a naval battle, and a naval battle involving more than 6000 warships on both sides. If the Tyranids' biological warships were not counted, this would be the largest naval battle the Empire had fought since Horus's birthday celebration!

Even now, the Bonebreaker still has more than 3,000 warships, which is almost four times the size of the Imperial Navy. This is a desperate difference in manpower, let alone his current form, even his original form. If he goes up rashly, he will end up like the Emperor's Dream in the Siege of Terra.

Time passed slowly while waiting, and Salmin stared at the screen intently...

Although the Emperor of God had been AFK, he was not without micromanagement. Such a big battle naturally attracted his attention. After a brief confrontation at a higher level, her guidance also fell quietly.

"The Second Air Fleet has engaged the enemy, confirmed to be the main orc fleet!" A surprised report came along with detailed data.

It was fast, but still too late. Most of the Ork ships had already raised their shields, and the distance was only enough for one round of Nova Cannon fire.

Salmin looked at the Grand Marshal on the screen. "My Lord..."

The Grand Marshal knew what he meant. All the Orcs' planes would be released in the first wave of attack. This was especially true now that they had just met the enemy. Their thirst for war had destroyed their rationality. If they launched a Nova Cannon attack now, more than 90% of the Orcs' aviation force would be destroyed.

But what is the price? In reality, there is no friendly injury mechanism like in the game. This also means that the great hero who just scouted the main fleet of the orcs for the empire will die at the hands of "his own people" in the next moment. The Grand Marshal no longer has any doubts about this cold-blooded Alpha.

But in the next second of thinking, he made his choice. "I authorize the 13th Battle Group of the Sunlight Fleet and the "Qi Yi" and "Triumph" world-destroying-class battleships to use the Nova Cannon to carry out indiscriminate attacks."

He thought he was used to this kind of practice of sacrificing a few for the sake of the majority. But when he asked the traitors to kill the warriors loyal to the empire, he still felt a little strange.

Am I doing this for the Empire? But this Empire... No, no, I am doing this for the God-Emperor! This is all Alpha's conspiracy. Compared to the Grand Marshal who hesitated because he personally ordered the traitors to kill the loyal warriors of the Empire, Salmin didn't have any strange ideas - he was not familiar with the Empire, he joined the battle simply because he was a human.

A total of ten World-Destroying-class battleships have now turned their bows towards the direction of the Orc main fleet. At the order of the Grand Marshal, the most terrifying weapons on the Imperial Navy ships are finally about to show their fangs!

"Hold on, support is coming!" Three Fury interceptors were hiding behind the wreckage of the warship. The original large fleet of more than 100 planes had already been shattered by the attack of thousands of orc flying objects. They could only use the airborne communication platform to determine whether the friendly forces were still alive.

The political commissar and the officers kept encouraging them on the communication channel. "We have found the location of the main fleet of the orcs. Support will arrive soon, and we will definitely survive!" This was the only motivation that kept them going until now.

The support did arrive soon, but it seemed a little different from what they had imagined.

Ten artificial miniature suns expand, rotate, collapse, and disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye. This wonderful sight will also be witnessed by people on the surface of Armageddon in 40 seconds.

This was a very spectacular sight from a distance, but the pilots of the Imperial Navy Air Force, who were watching from a close distance in the special seats, were not in a good mood. They were just bewildered and puzzled as they were engulfed by the fireball...

From a distance, it seemed like just a blink of an eye. Over 350 million cubic kilometers of vast space and everything in it were enveloped by ten miniature suns. This magnificent sight, which cannot be described in words, struck the hearts of every witness.

Chapter 27: Battle of Armageddon (IV)

The flames of the explosion then spread to the Imperial Fleet. Although it only flashed in space for a moment before extinguishing, the flames still caused some damage to the optical sights.

No one had expected this. After all, nova cannons were usually only equipped on Mechanicus ships. Not to mention the salvo of ten battleship-class nova cannons. Given the Empire's nature, the data on the last salvo of nova cannons of this level had probably been destroyed and the records erased.

Fortunately, the Grand Marshal could still comfort himself that the Imperial fleet only had 26% of its optical sights destroyed because it was too close and took some aftermath. The Orc fleet was hit hard by a round of Nova Cannons, so the damage must be considerable. Unfortunately, the specific damage results would have to wait for the next round of carrier-based aircraft reconnaissance.

The approximate location of the Orc fleet was already known, so this time the carrier-based aircraft reconnaissance was much faster. The report from the front line was received in just eight minutes.

After 26 videos shot from multiple angles, after synthetic analysis, it was estimated that the main fleet of the orcs only had more than 1800 warships of various types, almost all of which were cruisers, with only a few light cruisers and nearly battleships. Moreover, all of them were severely damaged, with the outer decks almost melted and then cooled again.

The orc warships, which were originally sharp and irregular, became round and smooth after a round of nova cannons. Most of them had a streamlined feel. The melted and re-cooled armor plates became more fragile, and the heat dissipation and aiming functions were almost completely lost. At the same time, the external shield generators and various small cannon weapons were almost completely destroyed.

At this time, this orc fleet had almost lost more than half of the combat effectiveness of a normal orc fleet of this number.

If at the beginning, the Imperial Fleet commanders' idea was mostly to fight as hard as possible and then retreat and engage in guerrilla warfare. Before the Nova Cannon opened fire, they had no choice but to fight to the death and serve the God-Emperor. Looking at the current state of the Orc Fleet, I actually felt like, "Oh my god, we can win."

Now we have time to deal with the traitor. When the Imperial Fleet adjusted its battle line for the last time to aim, "Admiral Salmin, please stop forming a single battle line with your ships and come among us."

This Nova Cannon is too powerful. If he is left behind, the consequences will be disastrous if he attacks the Imperial Fleet and the Ork Fleet while they are in a stalemate. Taking advantage of this opportunity, even if he suddenly turns against us, he won't be able to cause more damage. The advantage of the battle line is that even if two sides start fighting at the same time, it won't have much impact.

Salmin was actually a little unhappy. I almost spent all my money to help you, but you treated me like this. But he still had some sense and knew how sensitive his fake identity was. The Empire chose not to attack him temporarily because of external threats. When the external threats were not big, they naturally didn't trust him so much.

"Of course. Richelieu and Jean Bart will stay to guard the rear, and I will lead six battleships to join the main fleet."

It was one thing to understand this, but he couldn't let his wife take risks. If he really wanted to sink the Ascetic, he could use the teleportation beacon to return to the Emperor's Dream in the distance. Their real bodies were here, but they couldn't teleport away. As for rushing in to board him? It was so funny. It wasn't certain who would board whom.

Give the Grand Marshal a little Primarch-level boarding shock.

"The rear does need protection. Let me send you four more strike cruisers." The Grand Marshal was cautious and tried to further reduce the traitor's room for trouble.

但他应该没有想到，他安排过去这四艘黑圣堂的打击巡洋舰，就算都满载了100名罐头。400个罐头也只是上面DA数量的1/5罢了。一艘战列舰上放1000个罐头，对于40k来说还是有点太超前了。

(By the way, I haven't mentioned it before, the cursed army that comes with the ship girl should also be named the magic army. Kan-sen, since k, e, s, and n are all used, why not call it A magic army.)

Two battleship girls that are comparable to the well-known big demons, plus 2000DA, 14 extinction legacy machines, and more than 30 navy troops of the A demon army. This number of enemies is no longer a level that a few Astartes can take down. It's almost the same as pulling a legion from k.

Not long after the battle line was adjusted, good news came from the front. The Imperial Navy had successfully broken through the blockade formed by the last of the Orcs' fighter planes. Now the Orc fleet was like a little girl who had been stripped of her clothes. Ugh... Let's not strip the Orcs. In short, there was no secret in front of the Imperial Fleet.

The Imperial Naval Aviation indeed paved the way for the Imperial Fleet. These brave warriors took off to fight with high morale even after their predecessors were completely wiped out.

After quickly destroying the remaining Ork fighters, more than 800 fighter planes of various types, head-on withstanding the Ork fleet's already sparse anti-aircraft firepower, paralyzed most of the engines of the group of junked space ships in front of the Ork fleet that were originally used to resist the long-range firepower of the Imperial fleet.

In this way, the former shield became a barrier. Not only could it not provide protection for the Orc fleet, but it would also block the route and slow down their speed.

"Ah? Boss! Boss!" The noisy throne had become quiet at some point, and only the bosses were shouting at Bonebreaker in their hoarse voices as low as possible. If this ridiculous scene had happened before, Bonebreaker would have laughed out loud. But it was different now.

Bonebreaker looked around the treasure room, and all the orc bosses he saw looked at him with hope or fear. He knew he had to do something. They didn't run away now only because he was still alive. If he couldn't boost morale now, he would face the most tragic defeat later.

"You bunch of farts! Only farts would be afraid to bite Squigs. Tall green orcs have never been afraid of a group of Squigs, even if they have teeth! Now tell me, I am Saraka the Bonebreaker. Are you farts or orcs?!"

"Orcs, orcs, we are orcs! Tall, green orcs!"

As Bonebreaker's question spread throughout the fleet through the Psychic Boy, the passionate and angry war cry also ignited the entire fleet like a prairie fire. Now they are fearless. They are orcs, and they will be invincible!

No matter if they were the boss, the kid or the slut, they were all shouting the same word. "Orcs!"

Until Bonebreaker's order came again. "I am Bonebreaker, Bonebreaker Saraka, orcs, charge with me! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!"

The loud cry added another word, "Bone Crusher", and finally, the two words merged into one, "Waaaaaaaagh!!!"

Bonebreaker stood up from his throne, the banner of Clan Goff shining, and his majestic figure seemed to have grown stronger. "I will march!"

Chapter 28: Battle of Armageddon (V)

"I will march!"

Following the order from the Bonebreaker, the greenskins, whose morale had reached its peak again, burst out with amazing willpower. The Waaaaaaaaagh force field, which had been shrinking a little, also grew rapidly at this moment!

In short, the severely damaged fleet actually drew a perfect arc and passed the paralyzed space hulks from below. At this time, their speed was 1.7 times that before the damage! This unexpected change actually caused the pre-aimed salvo of the Imperial Fleet to miss a round.

Five hours and thirty-one minutes into the Battle of Armageddon, the Imperial fleet's second salvo hit all targets, sinking twenty-three Ork warships and injuring countless others. The number of Ork ships fell below 1800, less than twice the size of the Imperial fleet.

Five hours and forty-seven minutes into the Battle of Armageddon, the Imperial fleet's third salvo hit all of its targets, sinking sixty-seven Ork warships and injuring countless others.

Five hours and forty-nine minutes into the Battle of Armageddon, the Ork fleet arrived at the predicted torpedo location. All six torpedo fleets fired torpedoes in an attempt to disperse the Ork fleet.

However, let alone hiding, the Orc fleet was not even panicked. They used the few remaining anti-aircraft turrets to destroy almost half of the torpedoes. The first round of torpedo attacks sank 42 Orc warships and damaged 13, but failed to disperse them.

By now, the Grand Marshal had understood that collision and siege were inevitable. If he used three battle lines to attack, it would be beneficial to the opponent's collision tactics. While the fleet's weapons were cooling down and charging, he decisively chose to temporarily change the formation. He also changed the mission of the torpedo fleet from dispersing to mainly destroying.

In just ten minutes, he changed the original battle line into a three-dimensional single vertical formation with an upper and lower structure. From a distance, it looked like a dense wall, but in fact it was very loose, and each ship had enough space to dodge and maneuver. Cruisers and torpedo light cruisers were reserved on the flanks as torpedo fleets. It was very unfavorable to collide.

Changing formations before the battle is a taboo in military strategy. It requires extremely high standards from the commander. If it weren't for the absolute prestige that the Grand Marshal had accumulated earlier, and the natural suppression of the God Emperor's Angel of Death on mortal commanders, an ordinary admiral might not be able to deal with the situation even if the orcs rushed to their front.

Five hours and fifty-five minutes into the Battle of Armageddon, the naval fleet, which had finished reloading, once again launched a charge against the Orc fleet. Air defense, air defense, nine out of ten defenses are air defenses. At this point, the Orc fleet not only lost its carrier-based aircraft escort, but also its anti-aircraft firepower was greatly reduced due to its charge formation, and it was completely unable to resist the dense naval fleet charge.

The elite pilots of the Navy Air Force easily dodged the sparse anti-aircraft barrage and launched a textbook air strike, sinking ninety-two Ork warships and damaging seventeen.

Six hours and six minutes into the Battle of Armageddon, the Imperial fleet fired its final salvo, the fourth salvo hitting all of its targets, sinking 167 Ork warships and injuring hundreds.

At this time, the Orc fleet was close enough to use its shabby weapons with great accuracy to knock dense ripples on the void shields of the Imperial warships, and even some unlucky ones' void shields were almost overloaded.

Six hours and nine minutes into the Battle of Armageddon, the second round of torpedo attacks, which were primarily intended to cause damage, finally arrived before being hit, sinking seventy-two Ork warships and damaging twenty-one.

The Imperial fleet's interceptor units were circling ahead. This time they were not coming to sink the Ork fleet, but to intercept torpedoes.

Six hours and twelve minutes into the Battle of Armageddon, as if crossing an invisible border, two fleets from different camps and races simultaneously crossed an arc, as if avoiding something.

Then, both the Orc fleet that had been charging, and the Imperial fleet that turned and suddenly pointed its bow towards the enemy, fired countless torpedoes at the same moment. In an instant, the dark sea seemed to be lit up by the ion cloud ejected by the torpedo sea, and more than eight thousand torpedoes were fired at the enemy at the same time!

It's far from over yet!

"Power ram, charge, full speed!" Violent arcs burst out from the reactor, and bright flames seemed to ignite the engine. The overloaded reactor outputted endless energy, and tens of thousands of tons of coolant were discharged from the battleships as if they were free. All of this drove these hundreds of millions of tons, billions of tons of behemoths to charge at an incredible speed. Even those usually slow-moving, billions of tons of battleships rushed towards each other at a speed of more than 100km/s.

Sturdy warships don't need any weapons because they are the best weapons themselves!

In the past, the heavy cavalry's wall-riding collision was always regarded as the most glorious war. Now, these most expensive heavy cavalry in the universe will bet on the glory of humans and orcs!

All weapons of the 907 warships of the Imperial Fleet and the remaining 1356 warships of the Orks were silenced, and all energy was used to supply engines and shields. If any coward tried to escape, it would bring about the collapse of the entire war. But not even one warship deviated from the course, and they all ignored the torpedoes in front of them.

Crazy, everyone is crazy! Even the Imperial Navy interceptors responsible for clearing torpedoes in the middle of the battlefield are crazy. In order to prevent the torpedoes from affecting the Imperial fleet's charge, they even use their bodies to detonate the torpedoes in advance, trying to make all the torpedoes fired by the Ork battleships detonate midway.

The battle that drove everyone crazy would be decided in just 30 seconds. Walls! The two thickest walls in the universe were each dragging a brilliant light curtain that was also visible to the naked eye in the universe, moving slowly and extremely quickly.

The first impact came from the torpedoes. These elves who set out ahead of time were not caught up by the warships in the end. Violent explosions were connected, and dense small fireballs devoured everything they touched. Even the places they could not reach were twisted into a mess by their greed.

The violent impact shook the entire ship. "Report the damage!" Salmin himself didn't even notice that his calm tone was trembling.

Yes, if there is any human high-ranking commander who is most afraid at this moment, it is probably him. Why am I charging to the death? I am not an Imperial at all. Am I not a traitor? Chaos is doomed.

Fortunately, it was not a big deal. Since the torpedo hit the bow of the ship, only a dent was made in the bow's fine gold armor, and the front ram was fine.

The human fleet did not suffer much damage overall. Thanks to the desperate efforts of the Imperial Navy to clean up the torpedoes, most of the warships were only slightly damaged, and only a few unlucky ones were hit by a few torpedoes. Only seven light cruisers were sunk on the spot. However, the Orc fleet, which had no carrier-based aircraft and even a pitiful number of turrets, was not so lucky.

Chapter 29: Battle of Armageddon (VI)

When the flames of the explosion dissipated, the entire wall formed by the orc fleet had been shattered. A large number of warship fragments torn into pieces by torpedoes were spinning forward under the powerful inertia.

Soon, the wreckage was crushed by the slower main fleet of the Orcs behind. This collision further disrupted the Orcs' formation, although they had no formation to speak of in the first place.

Being ignorant and fearless is called foolish bravery. Being knowledgeable and fearless is called divine bravery.

(Foolish are those who fear nothing, yet claim to know everything. Brave are they who know everything yet fear nothing.)

Then these elite Imperial Navy pilots, all of whom graduated from the Zhongsi Academy, can be called extremely brave. The ammunition is exhausted? It doesn't matter, isn't there still one last round, the biggest bomb?

In the few seconds when the orc warships were forced to slow down because of the torpedoes and wreckage, more than 200 fighters swooped down in groups of two! Their target was the exposed engine group of the orc warships. Under normal circumstances, this was just a short shutdown of the engine group, which would not delay anything. But what if the two armies were about to collide?

If soldiers are willing to ignore the flames in order to win, what can stop them?

These noble sky knights are still charging, charging towards the scorching plasma flames! Regardless of success or failure, they will eventually return to the Golden Throne.

When the different-colored flames dyed the ice-blue torrent golden, eighty-one large orc warships tilted to the other side and violently collided with his companions beside him. Hundreds of warships turned into a gyroscope due to the violent side collision. The entire orc charging array turned into a mess within 20 seconds...

The orcs had already lost. Although the collision would take another ten seconds, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the orcs had already lost.

Although the Bone Crusher had tried his best to reorganize the battle formation, some of the enemy warships were even ready to turn around and escape. And all this was in vain.

What can you do in thirteen seconds?

13 seconds is enough to destroy 1000 battleships.

If the Imperial Fleet had a spearhead, it would be the Eternal Crusade. This majestic Queen of Glory-class battleship symbolized the glory of the Empire and Astartes. Now, this giant ship, which was obviously much longer than the other warships, was the first to tear apart the Ork warships.

In the brief friction of less than a thousandth of a second, her elegant bow and indestructible ram split the frontmost orc warship in two, and then heavily rammed into the Bonebreaker's flagship, also the largest orc warship, ripping open the warship that was much smaller than her.

The expected spectacular scene of two majestic walls colliding did not happen. The neat and reasonable collision formation of the Imperial fleet was like a tide destroying a sand castle. The powered rams tore apart all the Orc warships that dared to block their way.

When the two fleets passed through the explosions that blocked out the sun and countless wreckage, and once again turned to form two battle lines, the Imperial fleet still had 769 warships left, while the Orcs only had about 330 ships that could participate in the reorganized battle line.

The next moment, all kinds of weapons that had already cooled down or finished reloading, spewed out deadly flames at the same time. At this time, the distance between the two sides was less than 100km. What's worse is that in the violent collision, the shields of all warships have been overloaded. Now it will be the most tragic unprotected boarding artillery battle.

In the first round of free firing alone, 114 Ork warships were sunk, and the Imperial fleet also sank 64 warships of various types.