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No wonder he was panicking, the Grand Marshal couldn't die. If the Grand Marshal died, not to mention that his reputation in the Black Templars would be completely ruined; he also had no confidence in convincing a completely unfamiliar new coalition commander to accompany him to Cadia and give Abaddon a little shock to the empire.

And when the reinforcements arrived, the situation was indeed very dangerous. The seriously injured Dreadnought had already temporarily evacuated under the cover of his comrades. The Emperor's Champion also stepped aside to kill the orcs with his comrades after he ran out of energy in order to avoid dragging down the Grand Marshal. The battlefield where the Grand Marshal and the Bone Crusher fought to the death formed a vacuum circle of more than ten meters, and anyone who dared to approach would be torn apart instantly.

In short, what Salmin saw was the wounded Grand Marshal, who was more than two meters tall, fighting against the six-meter-tall Bone Crusher alone. This precarious situation made Salmin, who already liked the Black Templar, no longer pretend. He left a message to Captain Artemis, who ordered a steady advance, "There are reinforcements behind." Then he rushed into the group of orcs at a speed that even he could not see clearly.

This was the first time that Salmin had gone all out in weapon form, faster and stronger than ever before! Far beyond the base form, which made him have to imagine what it would feel like in shipgirl form.

He did not choose a route where the orcs were weak like Artemis did. Or to him, all the orcs were vulnerable, and every front was a loophole. He just swung his weapon twice in the air, and the huge air explosion caused a large number of orcs to fly away.

After roughly clearing a safe space for the large group, Thalmin showed his more violent side. In order to be faster, he rushed towards the Bonebreaker in a straight line, and his height, which was obviously much taller than other orcs, became a guiding light.

The intensive war cries and the bloody massacre on the battlefield made him excited. It was too boring to keep shouting for the emperor. This time he found a war cry that better suited the scene, "Breaking out of the siege alone, with his heroic spirit and making the enemy tremble in fear!" As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden gust of cold wind.

Even the orcs' Jiangdong Iron Wall could not stop the Shining Golden Spear, and every swing could crush a large number of orcs. No matter if they were ordinary orcs, orc bosses, or war leaders, they would die if they were touched.

In just a few seconds, the entire battlefield was pierced. This was because Salmin deliberately avoided the Astartes to avoid accidental injuries. As for those mortals and servitors who were unfortunately involved? Sacrifice is the cornerstone of the empire, and it is not a loss to be able to drag these thousands of orcs to be buried with them. No sacrifice is too great to be accepted.

With a shout of "Grand Marshal!", Salmin swept across with all his might, directly clearing out the hundreds of orcs in front of him, and successfully intervened in the deadly fight between the two men at the fastest speed.

His might was so great that even though it lasted only a few seconds, he had become the center of the entire battlefield. Not to mention the Bone Crusher, even the Grand Marshal was frightened by this act. This kind of violent clearing of the battlefield was obviously not something that an Astartes could do. If it was really one of our own people, it would be fine, but the problem was that this guy wasn't a fucking Imperial.

Bone Crusher was even more frightened. No matter what, he was here to help the Grand Marshal, but to Bone Crusher, this God of Death was clearly coming for him. The moment he started charging, Bone Crusher's hot-blooded mind instantly calmed down. What he wanted was a glorious death in battle, not to be crushed to death by a shrimp, which would only be a shame.

He has immediately called upon Beast Kimed's Waaaaaagh energy transmission. Now he just needs to delay it for a few seconds. By then, several Titans will be teleported in at the same time. No matter how strong you are, you are just a shrimp. Can you beat a Titan?

Regardless of what the two sides were thinking, they were ready to defend when Salmin arrived. However, the Grand Marshal, whose state was interrupted, was obviously deeply affected and could hardly stand.

When Salmin saw that the Grand Marshal's life was saved, he was no longer anxious. He prepared to put on a show, fight with the Bone Crusher for dozens of rounds, and then chop off his dog head. By the way, let the Grand Marshal rest for a while, and then give him the head.

He drew his spear horizontally and cut off the orcs coming from behind. Although he knew that the person in front of him was the Bone Crusher, Salmin still asked in a pretentious manner, "Are you the Bone Crusher? I will not kill unknown people with my spear."

"..." Bonebreaker thought for a moment and said nothing, just allowing the wave of orcs to engulf him.

Salmin couldn't hold it anymore. He thought that if you don't tell me, I can't kill you. He decided to skip this step and play it for dozens of rounds. It's just a head. He is not an Imperial and doesn't believe in Khorne. He really doesn't need it. It's better to cut off his arm and give the head to the Grand Marshal.

——! Just as Salmin walked slowly towards the Bonebreaker, shooting one guard at a time, he suddenly realized something was wrong. He went from being extremely still to extremely active in an instant, cutting through the crowd in front of the Bonebreaker and slashing down with his spear. The Bonebreaker tried his best to dodge, but he couldn't avoid it. With just one strike, the hideous alien head and half of the body were completely shattered.

But it was too late. The light transmitted by Waaaagh covered most of the body at the same time. As the Bone Crusher fled, three huge garbage mountains appeared out of thin air in front of everyone, just in time to block Salmin's subsequent slash.

This incident made Salmin's face become very gloomy. If it were any other race, losing half of the head and half of the body would mean death. But it was different for the orcs. In the eyes of the orcs' mad doctors, injuries like headshots were still treatable. He was more than 90% sure that the Bone Crusher would not die this time - a ground battle was inevitable.

"Fuck!" Salmin couldn't help but swear. How could the orc war boss run away? Didn't he always fight to the death and never run away?

He quickly vented his frustration and anger on the big steel beast in front of him, the Orc Titan. With just three shots, Salmin completely cut off the right leg of the huge garbage mountain, and after the garbage mountain fell down and the cab was completely exposed, he used a venting and brutal slash to turn the Titan's cab into a pile of scrap metal that was unusable from the Orcs' perspective.

The other two machines were not lucky either, and even faster. In just 20 seconds, they were set on fire by the two extinction machines. Under the impact of the destruction of the main general's escaped Titan, the orc army immediately turned into a pile of loose sand. Soon after, with the help of the remnants of the Black Templar army and subsequent reinforcements, they were strangled to death.

After dismantling the Titan to vent his anger, Salmin, who was actually a little ashamed, did not continue to fight. Looking around the one-sided battle, he thought about it and walked to the side of the Grand Marshal who was resting with his sword.

It just so happened that the Grand Marshal also had something to ask him, "Who are you?" Even the Grand Marshal himself did not notice the complicated feelings he had when he said this.

Salmin smiled and put his face close to the Grand Marshal, "I am Alpharius."

"what?"

Chapter 36: The Battle of Armageddon (Thirteen)

"Ah?" Throughout the Grand Marshal's turbulent life, there had never been a single time when his mind had fluctuated so violently. He even had a blasphemous and terrifying conjecture! The thought was so blasphemous that he didn't even dare to think about it any more. It was foreseeable that he would never forget the words 'I am Alpharius' for the next ten years.

Salmin stood up and pointed to the one-sided battlefield to the Grand Marshal. "Look, these abominable xenos are vulnerable to humans. Chaos is the real enemy."

You can't directly say this to the Grand Marshal. In what capacity are you saying this to me?

However, due to his weak body and the blasphemous guess, the Grand Marshal remained silent in the end.

"A prophecy." Salmin continued, "In fact, this is why I came here. At the end of the 41st millennium, with the destruction of the Black Stone Array, the Great Rift will devour half of the galaxy, and at the same time, the Thirteenth Star will light up again."

Looking at the confused look in the Grand Marshal's eyes, Salmin simply grabbed half of Bonebreaker's head, weighed it, and then sat down on the ground.

Fortunately, the Grand Marshal did not say, "Quack, don't touch its teeth." Otherwise, Salmin would have doubted the power of his cheat.

He cleared a small area and used the remaining brain and blood of the Bonebreaker to draw a star map near the Eye of Terror Ocularis Terribus on the ground. He highlighted Cadia (Cadia System Cadia in the Cadia region), which happened to be in the more normal part of the Eye of Terror.

As for why use the remains of the Bone Crusher's body?

Because orcs, especially high-ranking orc warlords who were deeply eroded by the energy of Waaaaagh, have almost become insulators of Chaos power. When talking about matters related to the Four Gods, it is best not to keep records. If you want to keep records, you must use something that is insulated from the power of the Four Gods. If you can't use the flesh and blood of the Bonebreaker, you can only use the flesh and blood of Thalmin himself.

If Salmin had not deployed his anti-warp aura to the maximum extent and transformed the characteristics from "damage to the warp" to "warp invisibility", he would not have dared to speak.

"More than 60 million years ago, an existence called the 'Old Saint' tore a huge wound in the Milky Way during the War in Heaven. It spanned the real universe and the subspace. The wound was then sutured by the Necrons. It was not until the 29th millennium that it was cut open again by the birth of the 'Lady of Thirst'."

"Lady Thirst?" The Grand Marshal exclaimed in astonishment upon hearing the name of this unexpected enemy.

"Yes, Lady Thirst, the Dark Prince." He drew a large circle with his brain and added some outward lines. "His birth has changed a lot. The era of the Eldar has ended. We should learn from the past."

Salmin paused, but continued: "Of course, the most profound relationship between this and us humans is that His birth blew away the warp storms that spread across the galaxy, and then the savior who came from the Himalayas unified Terra and led mankind to revive again."

"Of course, this is not what I want to talk about today." He drew a circle in the upper left corner of the Cadia sector with blood and nodded. "Eidolon, buried deep in the center of the Eye of Terror, where the real universe is caught up in the tide of the immaterial space. Abaddon's fortress is the source of every black crusade."

He took out a relatively intact piece of brain tissue from the Bonebreaker's skull and drew several lines from Eidolon to connect Cadia, Agrippina, and Belis-Corona. "Right now, the vanguard of the 13th Black Crusade is harassing these star regions. The infection of the God of Plague is the beginning of everything."

"And after that, at the end of the 999st Millennium, 41.M12, the fleet of Chaos Warmaster Abaddon will sail out of the Dust Nebula of Savaggar. The Blackstone Fortress he captured in the th Black Crusade and the already repaired Planet Killer will help him win the final victory. When Cadia is completely destroyed, the Blackstone Array that blocks the Eye of Terror will also be destroyed, and the Great Rift will devour half of the galaxy."

"The clutches of the Chaos God will cover the entire galaxy. This is something I cannot tolerate or accept. Moreover, trillions of civilians will be killed or injured in the process." Salmin couldn't help but reveal a look of compassion when he thought of the hardships endured by the people of the empire.

Seeing this, the Grand Marshal had a very outrageous idea in his mind. "You, you are not going to..."

"I ask for your help. Trust, and more cooperation."

After a brief silence, the Grand Marshal slowly spoke; "I do not trust you. But killing Abaddon and stopping the Black Crusade is the duty and responsibility of the Black Templars. I will lead the Black Templars' expeditionary force to find out what is going on. I will be able to tell for myself."

Salmin stood up after hearing this. "That's enough. Remember to arrive before the end of 998.M41. And I am only suggesting that a guest will arrive with orders in a few days."

After saying this, Salmin turned and left, throwing the Bonebreaker's skull into the hands of the Grand Marshal. "Please take your spoils and wipe out the existence that shouldn't exist."

Salmin had already seen two figures waving at him.

Richelieu and Jean Bart, the subsequent reinforcements mentioned above are the rear guard troops and more than 300 Black Templars. After the victory, as the commander, he should go to greet them. But Salmin was actually a little panicked - if they asked me to perform the commander's duties for a few more days as a wedding ship, I would be exhausted.

This story started a few days ago. On the first night, Salmin was happily tricked into bed by the two of them. Then this smile only lasted for two hours. Something was wrong. It seemed that I was not having a good time, but being squeezed by the two of them.

But at this time he was still unsure, after all, they had just met, and six times per person was normal, probably. But the following few days gave him another blow. Ten to sixteen times a day, more than a quarter of his time was occupied by them. Even when the little nun was passing the Oberon Grand General Cannon to Grimaudus, they did not miss it.

Normally, two or three times a week is normal. Being tortured by two people like this, even his strengthened body can't stand it, so it's only after developing the weapon mode that it gets better. This inevitably makes Salmin full of pessimism about the future - if everyone is like this, what kind of commander is he? Isn't this just a ☆slave for the ship girls?

He decided to talk about business first. Coincidentally, the two ship girls thought the same.

Three people and one pair of intelligence, the information is broken. Bone Crusher escaped through Waaaaaagh teleportation, and Thalmin didn't know where he went. Now we know, because he transferred the rear guard fleet to support, causing some of the less seriously damaged orc ships to escape. Although some were destroyed on the way, there are still more than 30 ships, all of which are capital ships.

But this is not a bad thing. Isn't it normal that naval battles in Warhammer 40k cannot solve the problem? If the rearguard fleet desperately blocks it, it will be a bad thing for him. There are not many orcs left. At most, another million people will die on Armageddon to solve the problem. As long as his girl is fine, it's fine.

"Then I'll go and tell the Grand Marshal." Salmin took a step back.

Snap - two white and tender hands tightly clasped his wrists. "Commander, you don't have to do this kind of trivial matter. We have more important things to do. Haven't we not seen each other for a day?"

The protruding camera on the eye of an extinct machine locked onto the three people. He said nothing, but it seemed as if he had said something.

Chapter 37: Battle of Armageddon (XIV)

However, before leaving, Salmin still told the Grand Marshal, because he not only did this, but also transferred the torpedo fleet to Mandeville Point.

The so-called Mandeville point is the closest position in the galaxy for subspace jumps. Only by reaching this point can the impact of the galaxy's gravity well on the ship itself be minimized, so that a normal subspace jump can be performed. Those who fail to reach this point will be considered emergency subspace jumps.

When Salmin was on the boarding boat, he transferred the rearguard fleet, which was close to him, to board for support, and then transferred the torpedo fleet, which was far away, to Mandeville Point, because he thought the remaining orcs might escape. Unexpectedly, not only did the Bonebreaker not die, but he led his men straight to Armageddon.

The Grand Marshal didn't take it seriously. They were just remnants of a defeated army. The 30-odd cruisers could only be launched because they were Orc warships. If they were other races, they would be afraid of being blown up, not to mention launching. With such a fleet, the planetary defense system alone could destroy more than ten of them. Not to mention that he had already sent a fleet that was almost undamaged to chase them.

In his opinion, the only thing the orcs could do now was to drive their ships in despite the planet's artillery fire and then find a good place to crash into it. However, the cruisers decelerated by the planet's atmosphere could not break through the void shield raised by the hive, so they could only land in the abandoned Hades hive and be surrounded and annihilated by the Astartes on the planet.

It seems that everyone thinks that the Battle of Armageddon will soon be over, and this time it will be a complete victory for mankind. However, some people don't think so -

Acheron fell without warning, brought down by betrayal from within. The leader of this betrayal, who had proven himself catastrophically incompetent during the Second War for Armageddon, now undermined Acheron's defenses and allied himself with the Bonebreakers, ruling as governor. It was the notorious war criminal Herman von Strab.

This person is also a heavyweight among the nobles in Warhammer 40k. How beastly is he?

Its major contributions during the Second Armageddon War included, but were not limited to:

He did not ask for help when he found the Orc army; he sent Political Commissar Yarick, who immediately asked for help when he found out something was wrong, to Hades Hive; he made a series of strategic shifts to non-defense and non-resistance; he formally micro-managed and sent away a series of main forces including the Emperor-class Titans; although he did not invite his fellow villagers to drink the Yellow River water, he invited them to eat a virus bomb; he tried to kill Dante and the Blood Angels who came to help and conceal the matter.

Naturally, this war criminal, like most war criminals, survived well, a little worse off, but not bad. And then there was the difference between him and other war criminals, he survived until the next war. The moment the remnants of the orc army appeared over Armageddon, he was immediately moved to tears and welcomed the arrival of the royal army.

After waiting for so long, the orcs finally arrived after fifty-seven years. After waiting for so many years, it completely hated the Empire and humans. The moment it observed the orc warships appearing in the sky above Armageddon, it could not wait to lead its private guards to lower the void shield and remove all city defenses.

The virus bomb that was previously preserved once again hit the people of the empire. For a time, the resistance of the entire nest city was wiped out. Then it began a brutal massacre in the city to prepare a feast for the orcs. It has completely regarded itself as a "noble" orc, trying every means to distance itself from its original compatriots and flatter the orcs.

In this feast of the virus, a small group of believers who were not affected by the virus slowly raised their heads. The Genestealers who were also less affected by the virus became the last guardians of the empire. In the Acheron Hive, which was caught in killing and poison, only this group of people, wearing simple civilian breathing masks, could face off against the traitors wearing three-defense suits in the poison.

At this time, the fortress area of ​​​​Acheron Hive has become a meat grinder. The Genestealers must pass through here to successfully restart the void shield. Acheron Hive is the only hive that refuses all Space Marine support, which means that the Genestealers will be the only Imperial armed forces that can still move. They must rely on their own abilities to restart the void shield before the Ork warships land!

Even a cunning person knows that you can’t vote for the orcs, but this idiot has no idea at all.

"For the Four-Walled God Emperor! The stars will guide us to victory." This charge was the largest charge the Genestealers could organize. They would do their best to ensure the survival of the family. The chief of the Patriarch's Guard personally led the entire guard and 74 pure-blooded chicken thieves as the vanguard, followed by an army of more than people composed entirely of mixed-blood chicken thieves.

The first to vent their anger on the traitors were the Basilisk self-propelled artillery. Although these self-propelled artillery, which were widely equipped by various Star Army forces, had a short range and slow movement speed, they possessed unparalleled heavy firepower.

They fired six rounds of artillery before being destroyed by the traitors' counterattack. With the real-time communication of the chicken thief psyker, they completed an excellent infantry-artillery coordinated operation. With the help of the petrified lizards' firepower, the Patriarch Guard and the pure-blooded chicken thieves successfully charged into the fortress area.

In the complex environment and the low visibility of the poison gas, the traitor troops composed of the private guards and some of the hooligans he trapped might not even be able to defeat the Star Army, let alone fight hand-to-hand with the Patriarch Guards and the pure-blooded chicken thieves. In less than half an hour of fighting, the Vanguard Army cleared all the firing points.

Then came the Leman Russ main battle tank cluster followed by a large number of infantry, who would knock out the remaining firepower points and continue to advance towards the rebels. At the same time, the Genestealer Cult quickly organized some devout followers to operate the anti-aircraft firepower platforms that had been stopped. The situation was very good, as if a rebellion would be curbed in the bud.

If the orcs didn't master excellent teleportation technology...

The Genestealers had already cornered the rebels, and the Chieftain Guards and Pureblood Chicken Thieves had already broken into the control tower of the Hive City. The Void Shield could be restarted in 20 minutes at most.

Inside the hive that was not covered by the void shield, beams of teleportation light lit up - the war boss Judrog Irontoof sent out all the Deff Dreads and Killa Kans in his arsenal at once.

These Ork killing machines, which are comparable to Dreadnoughts and Space Marines, can engage in battle the moment they are teleported, while more Ork troops are falling from the sky in landing capsules made from scraps.

The barrage of twenty-three Terror Machines that exceeded the standard tore apart a large number of the Chieftain's Guards and Pureblood Chicken Thieves in an instant, and hundreds of killing tanks also scattered to hunt down this assault team with only light weapons. Although they were taught a lesson by the claws of the Pureblood Chicken Thieves, this elite vanguard of the orcs still wiped out the Genestealer Vanguard with only sixteen killing tanks.

Knowing that the fall of the hive is inevitable, the Genestealer Chieftain will lead a small number of elite troops to hide in the lowest level of the hive, quietly waiting for the Empire to retake it again. At this time, the troops assembled in the upper level will be loyal to the God-Emperor for the last time!

"For the Four-Walled Emperor!" The last strength in the hands of the Genestealer, an entire armored group, fifty-three Leman Russ main battle tanks, and one hundred and forty-two Chimera armored vehicles, will launch a final counterattack against the orcs when the orcs' encirclement is about to close!

Chapter 38: Battle of Armageddon (XV)

"Use smoke cover!" The leader of this group of Genestealers, a captain of the Armageddon Iron Legion and also a fourth-generation species, was directing the battle.

All Chimeras are equipped with smoke grenade launchers to provide cover smoke to interfere with enemy aiming when necessary. The smoke net formed by the alternating shooting of 142 Chimera armored vehicles will be their best cover.

But didn't this experienced captain know that this metal-rich smoke would obscure the vision of everyone, regardless of friend or foe, and would make it easier for the Ork Terrorgear and Killing Tanks to fight against the Genestealer's armored forces?

But that was based on the fact that the Genestealers only had flat firepower. Under the desperate assault of dozens of thieves, one after another high-brightness smoke bombs were thrown at the feet of the orc armored forces. The conspicuous bright green made the orcs very happy, but they would soon no longer feel that way.

Looking from the inner wall of the nest city fortress, the entire fortress was shrouded in smoke, and a bright green patch of smoke was so conspicuous. The anti-aircraft gun platform that had been stopped under the governor's order was started again, but this time the anti-aircraft guns were not aimed at the sky.

It may be designed to suppress rioters. Anyway, these magical anti-aircraft guns can reach a range of minus 25 degrees. At this time, under the control of the strong Genestealer followers, they firmly locked onto the conspicuous bright green.

As we all know, the German Type 41 gun during World War II was known as the anti-everything gun. Its main job was to shoot down planes, but it was also a top-notch fighter against both armor and infantry. At the end of the 155st millennium, these quadruple-mounted mm automatic guns could bring endless surprises to the greenskins!

In an instant, more than 12 long whips of fire made of pure solid shells swept towards the bright green smoke. Although the smoke markings were not very accurate in this environment, it didn't matter. The 155 anti-aircraft guns used up all their ammunition in just a few minutes. More than mm caliber shells of various types turned the entire target area and the surrounding area into purgatory.

Such brutal firepower would smash even an Orc Titan into pieces, let alone the Orcs' fearlessness. The impact and flames of the explosion tore through a large area of ​​smoke. When the smoke and dust from the explosion cleared, even the shooter who had just pulled the trigger was shocked by the terrifying firepower of the anti-aircraft gun.

The fortress area that had been smashed to pieces by the petrified lizard self-propelled artillery was now completely unrecognizable.

Whether it was the rebels who died inside at the very beginning, or the Chieftain's Guards and pure-blooded chicken thieves who were hit by the orcs' fearless teleport, or the orcs' fear machine giants and killing tanks that should have been inside during the bombardment, they had all turned into nothing along with the fragments of the fortress area and the surface.

Blood? Corpses? Armor fragments? None! There was only a huge basin that had been cut down to a depth of more than ten meters and fine raised gravel. Even part of the surface had been crystallized due to the bombardment of special shells. As for the main armored force of the orcs that had been there? They had long since turned to ashes.

Even with such a brilliant victory, the captain still had no joy. Thanks to the communication from the anti-aircraft gun crew, he already knew that the Ork warship was falling. At this speed, it would hit the hive in less than ten minutes. They had not successfully restarted the void shield in the first operation, so they had no time left.

Since they cannot stop the orc warships from falling, the fall of the hive city will be inevitable. What they need to do now is to try to slow down the orcs' complete control over the hive city and not give the orcs time to develop to the lower hive. The faster the empire liberates this hive city, the safer the clan leader and his brothers and sisters will be.

The answer is obvious! They now need to guard the gate of the hive and the main highway. If they are lucky enough, the support of the imperial forces can arrive quickly and guard the entire outer city. Then the patriarch and the brothers and sisters can quickly transfer out through the secret passage. I heard that the patriarch of Helsrich died, so they can go there.

He ordered the anti-aircraft gun crew to blow up those in the inner city that had run out of ammunition, and left the wounded behind to cover the rear. "The front team becomes the rear team, infantry advances, armor covers!" The entire armored group has put life and death aside. For the survival of the family, they will fight to the last man, "For the Four-Armed Emperor! The stars will guide our path."

The entire army followed orders, and the infantry lined up and changed formations. In the huge gaps between them, the armored forces quickly turned around. In less than three minutes, 142 Chimera armored vehicles moved to the front of the team, forming the spearhead of the attack. And around them were infantry in a scattered formation. In the middle of the army were Leman Russ main battle tanks, and their flanks and rear were also filled with infantry.

This layout can protect the precious armored forces to the maximum extent. The captain knows that only these armored forces can fight against the well-equipped orcs, and the ordinary laser guns and automatic guns in the hands of the chicken thieves can only fight against the orc boys. And the chicken thieves also happen to have good enough discipline to complete these formations that ordinary star army can't do.

While the main orc forces were on the falling warships in the air, this extremely brave armored cluster easily crushed the war criminals' hastily organized interception force and the scattered orcs who landed first and lacked heavy weapons.

As the first-line Chimera at the tip of the spear, they are equipped with bulldozers to clear paths for the heavier Leman Russ main battle tanks in the complex terrain of the hive city. At the same time, these bulldozers can also help those fools who overestimate their own strength and try to wrestle with armored vehicles to reopen the path on the spot.

The heavy bolts or heavy flamethrowers of the main turrets are the nightmare of all the light and heavy infantry, or even the barricades, that dare to stand in their way. As long as you thrust the thick flames into those unlucky barricades, you can smell the strange aroma of meat in a few seconds. The two wings of the charge array also have triple laser gun arrays operated by passengers to assist the infantry following on both sides of the vehicle in fire suppression.

The few orc bosses and even the heavily armored bosses would be blown to pieces by the Chimera's heavy bolts. And the Leman Russ's slow but more destructive cannon salvos could systematically destroy any force that dared to stand in their way.

The orcs, who had lost all their air force in the previous battle, were simply unable to use their scarce ground armor to stop this powerful force racing at full speed in the hive city. Unfortunately, such happiness only lasted until the orc warship crashed.