Warhammer, from Gothic Fleet to Azur Lane

Titan Nova Cannon changed to Triple Nova Cannon Array (the same model as the Iron Warriors' Iron Blood Queen of Glory), damage changed from 850~425 to 4000~2400, quantity limit lifted, damage range adjusted to 632784.12 square kilometers, range unchanged (897,600KM~3,740,000KM)

战列舰新星炮的伤害从850~425变更为2000~1200，同时数量限制解除，伤害范围调整为632784.12平方千米，射程不变（897,600KM~3,740,000KM）

巡洋舰新星炮的伤害从850~425变更为2000~1200，同时数量限制解除。伤害范围调整为439433.41平方千米，射程降低5000单位（897,600KM~2,992,000KM）

Add battleship size

1.2km Hunter, 1.5 Nova, 1.8 Dagger

4km strike cruiser, 5km moon class cruiser

5.5～6km Battlecruiser

10km combat barge

8-12km battleship

14-18km super battleship

24~28km Queen of Glory-class battleship/Titan (Packard Maverick 20km)

57km Super Titan (Emperor Vision and Om Messiah)

Chapter 13: World-annihilating Battleship

After two days, the Genestealer eradication plan led by the Ecclesiarchy, followed by the Sisters of Battle and the Ministry of Justice was finally completed perfectly. The Genestealer Patriarch and three thief bishops were all beheaded. Thousands of severely corrupted aliens were completely purified. About 26000 less severely corrupted ones were sterilized and made into mechanical servants.

As the absolute protagonist of this rare feast of merit, Salmin naturally became very popular. What is a nester? He is now the "Chicken Hunter of Helsrich". Everyone knows his heroic deeds of rushing into the nest of Genestealers alone and beheading the chief of the Chicken Clan.

He also reaped the benefits of the war. In the past, such things would have been suppressed and the credit would have been divided slowly. But the war was coming, and a typical figure was needed for propaganda. He happened to be a member of the quasi-state religion system with a close relationship with the state religion. Isn't this a perfect match?

So what is Salmin doing now?

Calculate the compilation (answer immediately)

He was calculating how many warships he could get with 4000 points. 4000 points was the capacity of a large fleet, and also the largest organization. The score of a warship was determined by its configuration, which was also its cost. Generally speaking, the stronger the warship, the more points it required.

First of all, even if he could get the rank of admiral, he could only use the forces of the Imperial Navy. The 1600-point super titan, the Emperor's Fantasy (which can also be translated as the Emperor's Fantasy, but I always felt that it was talking about a Pokémon, so I didn't use this translation), was the only super tank that the Imperial Navy could use, and it was a must-have for survival.

However, this kind of super-titan obviously cannot be used to fight side by side with the Imperial Navy and Astartes right now. Therefore, only one can be replaced. If two are replaced, it means that he can only use 800 points of troops to support the battle.

What can you do with 2400 points? His first thought was to deploy seven 340-point super battleships. These super battleships are not the ones you see in a specific PC game. They are new types of ships added by the Skalgrim MOD, just like the Emperor's Dream above. They are enhanced versions of the original battleships.

Now Salmin sincerely thanks him for adding this mod, otherwise I can only rely on the Retribution level to conquer the world. (The author also highly recommends it. The game is not updated anymore, but the mod is still updated. It is really conscientious.)

However, this fantastic idea was quickly rejected. Although these seven super battleships could fight light cruisers, escorts, and destroyers one by one, they could only make a splash among the thousands of warships of the Orcs. It was foreseeable that they would be captured by the boarding. This kind of evil plot was better not to happen.

Since the orcs have the advantage in numbers and close combat, why not just avoid close combat with them, and instead use an aircraft carrier to hang and hammer them from a distance?

No, dear. First of all, the enemy's air force is not weak. And even if I spend all my 2400 points on aircraft carriers, the enemy's frigates are more than their aircraft. If you still want to rush into the enemy's firepower circle, you will be evaporated on the spot.

Since there are many small boats on the opposite side, why not try the Nova Cannon to clear them with one click? It combines control and damage in one. You can hide in the clouds, fire the cannon, and escape in one go. It is truly a hero among the six.

Oh, that's a good suggestion.

The only ships with nova cannons available to him in the Imperial Navy were the 165-dollar Mars-class battlecruiser and the 274-dollar Annihilation-class battleship (also known as the Apocalypse-class).

The World-Destroyer-class battleship is a long-range battleship specializing in light spears. The additional 13500 units (2,019,600 km) range allows her 100% accurate armor-piercing light spears to tear apart enemy ships beyond the enemy's range. With the help of the Nova Cannon's targeted elimination or blockade of routes, it can easily repel the enemy millions of miles away. (In fact, the maximum range of the World-Destroyer-class battleship's light spear is 15.7 billion meters, light seconds)

The original version of the Doomsday-class battleship should be a bow Nova Cannon, two frontal 270-degree bombardment turrets, six side heavy lance cannon arrays, 800 shields, 2400 health, speed 120, rotation speed 4 degrees, 18 troops, 258 yuan. After the magic modification, it is a bow Nova Cannon, four frontal 270-degree lance turrets, six side heavy lance cannon arrays, 1200 shields, 3800 health, speed 140, rotation speed 6 degrees, 28 troops, 274 yuan.

A quick calculation of damage expectation will easily lead to the conclusion that the Doom-class Battleship is much more cost-effective. Of course, after all, the Doom-class Battleship is a noble 30K relic battleship - the Doom-class Battleship has long lost the ability to be built, because "the superb technology used to build the multi-mounted lance turrets on the Doom-class Battleship has long been forgotten."

After putting in eight World Destroyer-class battleships, there were still 208 points left. Unfortunately, the Dictator wanted 119 points, so Salmin had to settle for the next best thing. He chose two Provocation-class light cruisers with carrier-based aircraft and 14 Cobra Widowmaker-class destroyers with radar. He just used up all the points, with no points left.

This fleet is obviously different from the common Imperial fleet. After Horus's birthday, the Empire lost most of its battleship manufacturing capabilities. It has become mainly relic battleships, supplemented by new battleships. In fact, the Empire now only has the ability to build two types of battleships, the Retribution and Oberon. The Terra, Victory, and Retaliation are all modified versions of the Retribution.

Therefore, usually there is only one battleship as the flagship in a battle group. Even so, only the more powerful naval battle groups can take out battleships. Battle groups in remote star regions or poor star regions can only use a battlecruiser or even a moon-class cruiser to deal with them.

This standard battleship formation of eight battleships escorted by two aircraft carrier cruisers and two teams of scout destroyers seemed to be still in the magnificent Great Crusade period, providing firepower support at the request of a certain legion. At that time, the human fleet crisscrossed the starry sea, they were the only overlord in the galaxy, and all aliens were reduced to ashes under the powerful firepower of the Imperial Army!

Salmin couldn't wait to see this battleship formation emerge in the starry sky of Armageddon, with a majestic array of light spears emitting dazzling divine light, crossing four million kilometers to set the orcs' ragtag fleet on fire and tear it apart. The rags should stay in the garbage dump.

Urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent! Salmin was so anxious that he wanted an inquisitor to suddenly appear and kill the local lord admiral and quickly promote him to admiral, just like Speyer's promotion path.

……

It seems that it is not impossible, Salmin thought, but the plan still needs some polishing.

In short, what he had to do now was to hurry up. He could exchange some benefits with the reputation gained from killing the chicken thief, or even make a small loss. In short, he had to make himself someone who could welcome Grimaldus. Only in this way could he get in touch with the reclusive elder of the Black Templar, the high-ranking commander of the Astartes, and someone who was fully qualified to talk directly with the Grand Marshal of the Black Templar.

If you want to get ahead in one step, you must get in touch with people who can help you get ahead in one step. Otherwise, why do people say that good jobs are like AIDS, which can only be transmitted through mother-to-child transmission, blood and sex.

Chapter 14 Ah Fa?

The Thunderhawk gunship landed on a landing platform specially prepared for transport aircraft. As the gunship prepared to land, the crane and the personnel on the platform quickly left in the roar of the engine and the thermal air flow generated.

The landing gear clanked on the tarmac as the four gunships spat out their cargo—a hundred knights ready to go, marching in front of their Thunderhawk gunships.

Watching this march, Colonel Saren of the 101st Iron Legion of Armageddon tried hard not to show his shock. He stood there, with his hands clasped together, fingers interlaced, on his big belly. On both sides of him stood a dozen people, both civilians and soldiers, all of them nervous to varying degrees - because in front of them gathered a hundred giants in black armor.

He cleared his throat, checked that the buttons on his ochre coat were fastened in the correct order, and walked towards the giants.

One of the giants, wearing a skull-masked helmet made of gleaming steel, stepped forward to greet the colonel. With him came five other knights, each carrying a greatsword and a huge bolter, one of whom held a towering banner. On the banner, which fluttered lazily in the breeze, a red and black painting depicted a knight in a skull-helmet bathed in the golden and pure light of a burning sky eagle.

"I am Grimaldus," said the first knight, his jeweled looking glass fixed upon the portly colonel, "the hermit master of the Halsridge Expedition."

The colonel took a deep breath and prepared to greet people in his turn, when the one hundred knights in line shouted in unison.

"As the Emperor wishes! (Imperator Vult)"

Saren glanced at the ranks of knights, the warriors arranged in five columns and twenty rows. They did not move, even as they shouted in High Gothic: As the Emperor wishes.

"As the Emperor wills it! I am Colonel Saren of the 101st Iron Legion, commander of the Imperial Guard defending the Hive." He extended his hand to the tall knight, and when it was obvious that the knight didn't respond, he subtly changed the gesture from a handshake to a salute.

From the helmet of the knight standing closest to him, a slight clicking sound could be heard every few seconds. Saren knew very well that they were communicating with each other through a shared communication channel. He didn't like this, not at all.

"Who are the others?" the first knight asked. He held a huge and heavy war hammer and pointed it at the loose crowd behind Saren. "If they are present, I want to meet with every commander in this hive."

:They are all here, sir," Saren said. "Allow me to make the introductions."

"It's the Hermit Master," Grimaldus growled. "Not 'Sir.'

"As you wish, Hermit." "This is Celia Tilo, fifth lieutenant to General Kulov."

Grimaldus looked down at the slender, dark-haired woman. She did not salute. Instead, she spoke.

"I will serve as a liaison between the off-world support forces - such as your soldiers, hermits and Titan legions - and the soldiers of Hive Helsreich. If you need my help, just summon me," she finished.

"I will," Grimaldus said, knowing that he would not.

"This is my Commissar Falkov," Colonel Saren continued.

The sergeant who was named put on his heels and made a flawless Sky Eagle logo on his chest. The dark uniform of the political commissar was definitely conspicuous among the officers of the Iron Legion who were wearing ochre.

"I am Major Mordechai Ryken, adjutant of the 101st Legion's defense command."

Lycan made the Skyhawk sign himself and nodded cautiously in greeting.

"Commander Korten Barasath," Saren introduced the next person, "of the Imperial 5082nd Marine Squadron."

Colten, a lean man in a gray flight suit, saluted neatly.

"My men guided you to your landing amidst the thunder and lightning, Hermit Master. It is a pleasure to serve the Black Templars once again.

Grimaldus narrowed his eyes behind his helmeted smirk. "Have you ever served the knights of Dorne?"

"I personally took part in four operations with 5082 Squadron nine years ago at Dathax. We had 16 fighters that were allowed to be painted with the Holy Cross at the behest of Field Marshal Tarrison of the Dathax Expeditionary Force.

Grimaldus lowered his head. Although he was wearing a helmet, he could clearly feel the solemn respect beneath the mask.

"I'm honored, Barathas," he said.

The squadron leader suppressed a smug smile and saluted again.

Thus, the ranks of the Iron Legion's senior officers were reviewed. At the end of the line stood two men, one in a clean, beautifully decorated sky-blue uniform, much cleaner than the skies of many worlds, and the other in the priestly robes of the Anglican Church.

Colonel Salem pointed to the man in the spotless uniform.

"Most Honorable Moderati Primus Valian Carsomir, of the Overwatch Corps (a Titan Corps), crew member of the Sacred Engine Storm Herald."

Grimaldus nodded, but showed no outward respect. The Titan crew turned their heads away, expressionless.

"Modrati," the knight said, "can you speak for your legion?"

"A full battlegroup," the man replied. "I speak for Captain Zarha Mancion. The rest of the Overwatch Corps is busy with other tasks.

"Fate favors us, and you are still alive," the Knight said. The Titan crew member made the cogwheel symbol of the Mechanicum, crossing his knuckles across his chest, and then Saren made the final introduction.

"This is the Death Master of the Death Cult, Somnium Imperator, the Chicken Hunter of Helsrich, responsible for the connection between the State Church and the Sisters of Battle."

The Death Master of the Death Worship Cult? This kind of thing that is almost the same as a cult actually came to receive me, and even needed to be introduced to me!

However, he had heard some rumors about Helsrich's reputation as a chicken hunter on the way here. It was said that one person killed a chicken thief patriarch and three bishops. If everything was true, it might really be worth paying attention to. But if it was a cultist, he might have just usurped this honor through some means, he thought disdainfully.

The knight hesitated, then nodded again, as he would to a common soldier. "We still have much to discuss," Grimaldus told the colonel, who was sweating slightly in the muggy afternoon air.

"I know you, Mordred's successor, the new Grand Master of the Black Templar. I am Alpharius, and the Alpha Legion sends you greetings." Salmin said with a smile.

Chapter 15: Beast Wars

Just as he uttered that blasphemous name, the decomposition field started buzzing. The black-armored giants in front of him drew their weapons with superhuman agility that did not match their majestic bodies.

Salmin acted after them, but was faster than them. He drew out the finely crafted power sword he had just replaced, and skillfully pushed aside the black sword that was slashing from the side, but the huge force that surged in made it impossible for him to adjust the sword position to block the Scepter of Truth that was slashed by Grimaldus in front of him.

But it doesn't matter. Salmin calmly stretched out his left hand and clamped Grimaldus's right hand tightly. Then he twisted it hard and kicked the sword-wielding boy to the side. Then he took a step to the left and blocked two explosive bombs for the unlucky Modrati who didn't react in time.

In the blink of an eye, the situation on the field changed dramatically. Just as the mortals were still confused and the 100 Astartes in the distance had just picked up their weapons and were ready to go on the field, one of the five guards of honor fell to the ground with his mouth and eyes closed, two raised their grenade launchers and aimed, the Emperor's Champion wrestled with the Salmin, and the Hermit Master Grimardus was captured on the spot.

Salmin leaned his head close to Grimaldus's face and continued to speak the rest of the words: "The Alpha Legion sends you greetings."

Then he chuckled, and when Grimaldus's face turned livid, he loosened his hand and patted his shoulder. "Please relax. It's too noisy here. Why don't we find a quieter place and have a good chat. I have something important to report to the Grand Marshal."

"We have nothing to talk about with traitors." A cold voice came from the mouth of the Emperor's Champion who was wrestling with him.

Salmin was unhappy, "What do you mean by traitor? We, the Alpha Legion, have always been loyal to the Emperor and to humanity." Wow, he is really into the role.

"Please believe in our sincerity. Doesn't the snake's departure from the shadow prove my goodwill? My brother, we are all human beings, and we have a common enemy. Those green-skinned aliens, their ambitions are more than that! And that is why I am here."

He put on the skin of the Alpha Legion and preached the alien threat theory from the perspective of humanity. This might not be very interesting to other chapters, but it was different for the Black Templars. First of all, the Black Templars hated aliens extremely. Secondly, they also hated psykers extremely, so much so that they had no think tank!

Yes, Black Templars, the entire group has no Librarian! Grimaldus, the Black Templars' chief Librarian, the second-in-command of the group, has a lot of buffs on the table, but he's not a fucking psyker.

If there is a psyker in the Black Templars, they will be surprised to find that the man who claims to be the Alpha Legion is actually an Untouchable! As we all know, it is impossible for an Untouchable to be a Space Marine, after all, the production process of the Astartes involves some Warp.

After the Black Templars perfectly filled this gap, Grimaldus was also thinking: Why did this traitor suddenly appear? Did he really have something to say? Could he still be loyal to the Emperor?

He didn't even think about whether this guy was from the Alpha Legion or not. After all, any normal person wouldn't pretend to be a Chaos Legion member. And the Alpha Legion was indeed famous for using many spies and having unclear positions.

Seeing the other party's hesitation, Salmin decided to add fuel to the fire. "Beast Wars, that's all I can say."

This heavyweight news made Grimaudus hesitate. He knew about the Beast War, but he didn't know much. He was not qualified to know about it until he joined the priest order. Every time the Beast War was mentioned, it was related to another thing. That was the Final High Wall Agreement.

The Imperial Fists, the parent group of the Black Templars, were almost completely wiped out during the Beast War. Several of its successor groups signed the Final High Wall Accords, which meant that when things got out of hand, all the forces of the Sons of Dorne would be concentrated on Terra to form a legion to better protect Terra.

The remaining second captain of the Imperial Fists immediately activated the Final High Wall Protocol, requesting all the sons of Dorne to defend Terra. He then rebuilt the Imperial Fists with the supplies of the successor regiment.

And all of this originated from the Beast War started by the Orc Empire, which went straight to Terra and almost forced the Human Empire to surrender.

Thinking of this, Grimaldus was a little hesitant. Although he was a hermit elder, he was still a 150-year-old child. Another beast war of this magnitude should indeed be told to the Grand Marshal, and the sooner the better. Although this guy was a traitor, it was well known that the human empire had always had a very flexible moral bottom line. Whether it was a traitor, an alien or an AI, as long as it was useful to the human empire, it could be used temporarily.

Besides, even if this traitor really wanted to do something, as he said, a guy without armor, even if he was holding a power sword, could not be the opponent of 100 Astartes. He really thought he was the Primarch. This shows that this traitor is indeed sincere.

Although it was a long process of thinking, with Astak's superhuman senses, he got the answer in less than two seconds - you can go and believe it.

So, to the mortals watching, something very strange happened. They started fighting in an instant, and then made up in an instant. A group of people got into the car with their arms around each other and drove straight to the command post.

"What happened?" Just standing there, two bombs were blocked by someone for no apparent reason. Modrati, who saved his life, was still confused until they left.

After asking a few questions in the absolutely safe interrogation room at the command post, Grimaldus, who had learned a series of little secrets, could no longer hold back. He quickly opened the emergency communication to call the Grand Marshal. It was because he was the second-in-command of the Black Templar, otherwise, ordinary people would not be qualified to have the Grand Marshal of the Black Templar on call at any time.

"God-Emperor, my hermit. If you just want to participate in the fleet battle, open the emergency communication. I will have to re-evaluate your qualifications." The Black Templar Grand Marshal, wearing fine Terminator armor, appeared from the holographic image.

Obviously, the Grand Marshal was a little unhappy to be called out from work. But it didn't matter, Salmin believed that the Grand Marshal would be even more unhappy after hearing the fabricated intelligence he had made up.

Soon, after Grimaldus explained the general plot, it was his turn to defend himself.

"You said that if this war ends with the victory of the orcs, it will develop into another beast war. It was after you foresaw this event that you chose to support us." The Grand Marshal frowned obviously when he talked about foresight and support.

"The reason why the Ork War Leader Boneslayer was able to gather such a large Ork fleet to attack Armageddon was because this planet was the original capital of the Ork Empire, Ullanor, which was once teleported to the edge of the Solar Segmentum by the Mechanicus."

Salmin paused, then continued, "Intelligence shows that this orc war leader who calls himself the Chosen One of God has found a way to become a beast. Once he is crowned as a beast in Ullanor, the human empire will face the second beast war. And this time there will be no second fire dragon lord to sacrifice for humanity."