Chapter 120 Let's Go, Ryan, Teach the Wolf King a Lesson! (Subscription Required)

Chapter 119 Let’s go, Ryan, teach the Wolf King a lesson! (please order)

Many years after the end of the Great Crusade, this fierce battle over Duran will only be recorded with a plain and short entry, buried in a vast sea of ​​documents. These books recording the history of the Great Crusade will be recorded in the archives. The room was covered in dust and dust, and it was covered with numerous military records of similar weight.

Only one copy of the "Annals of the Legiones Astartes" from the narrator Proxima has been preserved relatively completely, but the records above are only general remarks.

According to the content of this book.

In this war, the Empire lost a total of nine ships, 2,000 legionnaires, and 200,000 mortal auxiliaries. Compared with the countless wars of their contemporaries, this result is nothing worthy of special attention. .

However--

Behind these simple numbers, in this war to conquer the last territory of the empire.

The cruelty and violence displayed cannot be accurately described by the cold and thin words in history books. For the people on the planet Duran, Duran is their Terra. This is not to say that Duran's grandeur and glorious history can be compared with Terra, but the importance of this planet in their minds.

It was more than ten centuries ago that humans first set foot on this planet.

The years change.

Most people on Duran have long forgotten Terra's existence.

In order to prevent enemy warships from approaching and disrupting the formation.

Hundreds of servo skeletons dragged the incense burner and buzzed in the air.

The Duran warships are naturally willing to let go of those prey that come into their mouths easily. Whether it is for the purpose of amplifying the results of the battle, or to interfere with the salvo of the main fleet of the First Army, we must retreat and pursue. However, during the pursuit, we were ambushed by the First Legion fleet that had already been ambushing the road.

Ryan took a deep breath, and even his big movements were full of anger and worry, "Just now, your contact with the wolf group was interrupted. You hope that things will move towards the most -"

Ryan's green eyes narrowed, and a flood of messages was sent in my mind to the commanders of each battleship and the Astartes company commanders. I paused briefly, and waited until I had finished processing the tedious information behind me, then continued, "You will teach this accomplished brother of yours a lesson, and you will tell me how to fight that battle. "

Judging from its appearance and size, the construction of the ring was probably not completed when the first batch of colonists arrived at Dulan, and it had been continuously moving inward over the previous hundreds of thousands of years. Regressive expansion.

"It is precisely because of the efficiency of the Wild Wolves that you were sent there."

"Of course!"

Just outside that environment.

A layer of white light shimmers below. The pollution caused by excessive industrialization has broken the original ugliness of the planet. It feels like a beautiful cancer cell suspended in the starry sky. Duran's body shape and atmosphere are quite similar to Terra's. There are 17% nitrogen and 77% oxygen below me, as well as many trace elements like others.

Chaoche asked Ryan's attendant to pour him a cup of cold black tea. When I raised my head and took a deep breath under the surface of the tea soup, I turned around and saw Ryan's brows frowning deeply. His expression was extremely serious and could not even be described as ugly.

If it comes from the intention, the intention will come out.

But all that, everything you do, is necessary.

I clenched my fists loudly, and my face turned from white to blue, then green to white, and finally turned extremely gloomy and angry!

Our light spears fired in volleys, the promethium fire ignited, and the plasma plasma that had been accumulated in the diverter for a long time stopped roaring——

"It's wrong."

From time to time, unburned metal blocks cracked and fell, as if every inch of the starry sky was filled with burning war smoke.

Chao Che had a curious expression on his face, and said with a smile, "He also told you later that a general should express his emotions and anger through his appearance, and adapt to the situation with a calm and calm mind. Why does his face look like that now? It’s ugly, but that’s in line with his usual style.”

That's also very unusual...

"so……"

"Listen...it's incredible."

In their language, the meaning of "Dulan" is almost the same as "Earth". Facing the overwhelming army, they have no way forward and nowhere to escape. All Duran people will definitely choose to resist to the end. Even if death has not become the destined outcome, the people outside will shed the last drop of blood in order to protect their sacred homeland!

Ryan kept his words, but the air around me seemed to freeze.

"We passed through the terrifying and crazy old night, but we fell into the dawn brought by the empire." Chaoche looked at the scenes that happened behind him. I put the tea cup in my hand with a smile on my face, but I didn't realize it. The one pointed said, "That's a really sad thing."

Quietly surrounding the Yutyrannus King.

That steel ring helped the people of Zhanzi resist the invasion of hateful intelligence, and our civilization was able to survive this destruction. But now, a hundred years ago, when the old night begins. The empire's small army arrived, and the steel fortress was still helping the people of Duran as much as possible to resist the empire's enemy fleet.

The Glorious King-class flagship of the First Legion is Qu Zhenli, whose reputation is outstanding.

"He plans to use Duran's flagship to launch a surprise attack on Duran's near-ground defense orbit?" Chao Che put down the teacup in his hand, touched his chin, squinted his eyes and said, "That is indeed a wrong idea. The Duran battleship does not have a shield generator that is superior to the Imperial battleship, and can withstand a small amount of damage in a short period of time. Even if Duran has not discovered the clues, there is a way to solve the dilemma."

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If you are sure that your opponent is not guilty, then why can you judge us fairly and impartially. If you are sure that what he did is just, why can it be put in the sun for people to judge. An empire built by white and dark means, can I represent it...

"Yes!"

But compared with the prominent reputation of Qu Zhenli, the ancient and huge Rongguang Male King-class battleship looked gloomy and solemn. The battleship commander and the Astartes veterans who were ready to go spoke a word, and silence was the language. There was only a huge amount of information flowing through the communication channels of each fleet like a turbulent sea current, dragging the enemy fleet of the First Legion to retreat steadily on the battlefield.

The escort fleet of the First Legion turned around in the boundless starry sky and continued to move deeper into Duran.

It was the Qu Zhenli

The main fleet of the First Legion always kept a certain distance from Duran's orbital ring, wandering on the edge of the battlefield and firing from close range. The First Legion's volley of light spears was extremely powerful. They fired together from the white bows. Even the French shields could not resist such terrifying energy. The wreckage of the warships blocked the back of our battle line like a surging tide.

But I did not choose to continue arguing with Ryan on that topic, which would have no result. I knew that I had convinced Ryan, and I was brainwashed by our father. I was shaped into a merciless, cruel, barbaric, and cruel executioner. What's more terrifying is that Ryan not only feels ashamed, but also regards it as a small sacrifice and honor.

Father handed the oldest and weakest First Legion to you, so you should also shoulder the responsibility as an elder brother as I expected. You will protect the empire in your own way in the dark, do some things that will gain light or even bear the infamy, but before that, the new empire will be built in the sun, and that's not enough. "

Ryan sent out his own escort fleet, which inserted straight into the center of Duran's formation and was in danger. We are weak and inferior to Duran's fleet in terms of firepower and number. Before the interference of the retreating general, those shaky warships all retreated forward.

In that short ambush and counter-ambush.

Duran was only slightly bigger than a fist in Chao Che's eyes.

Ryan's mouth corners slightly raised, and a smile appeared under my serious face, but it disappeared slowly, and the corners of his mouth returned to normal, "Then let's see what you do. "

The Primarch of the Seventh Legion, Chao Che, seemed a little out of place.

That kind of war made me feel a little uncomfortable. If it was unexpected, the failure of the first stage was not easy for me. Now I can't finish thinking about how to retreat and land on Duran's homeland, paralyzing its resistance while protecting the industrial facilities under Duran's homeland as much as possible.

However--

Chao Che said, "Why is your father willing to adopt a more violent method? If there is less time, you may be able to bring Duran back to the Empire in a peaceful way. You can inherit the knowledge and technology of that planet, but get a piece of burning scorched earth. "

"The defensive firepower under the orbital ring of Zhanzi is very fierce. If you choose a weak attack, you will definitely pay a huge price, which is in line with your combat philosophy. You have to use the greatest loss in the shortest time to exchange for the smallest results. "

I sat in a narrow wooden chair, holding a cup of steaming black tea in my hand. My slightly non-morbid double pupils looked at the battlefield through the huge French window behind my eyes. The expression on my face was leisurely, not like a god of war dominating the battlefield, but like watching an immersive movie in a private theater.

Whether it was the soldiers at my command or the enemies I faced, they were all under my command.

"Yes, you just feel it's a pity. "

Before the brief exchange of fire, although no small-scale losses were caused.

Chao Che took a sip of the slightly cooled black tea and changed the subject quietly.

Chao Che hadn't discovered the clue yet.

Although the situation on the battlefield was simple, everything was developing as I planned. That feeling made Ryan feel happy. It was like retreating from a brutal and cruel war, but more like performing a drama in the magnificent theater of Terra.

Any citizen of the Empire who didn't know much about the small expedition had heard of my famous nickname.

The ding-dong sound of the chains and incense burners reminded people of prisons. The chains that bound the prisoners' hands and feet.

Chao Che had no way to agree with his brother's idea.

But the Duran warships still chose to advance, because we can guarantee that we will encounter fewer accidents in the process of continuing to pursue.

In the picture sent back from behind, the Eighth Legion's Esrumnir, Nidhogg, and Valkham were like eight greedy wolves staring at their prey, howling and running on the battlefield, crashing into the "Yutyranon King" controlled by the Dark Angel at a speed that exceeded the red line of the Mechanicus's strict order.

Ryan was the director with a baton in his hand.

The Primarch of the First Legion, Lion El'Jonson, and his army of dark and white angels appeared in person. The fate of the planet and the people below is not yet determined, and it is unlikely that there will be any changes. What Chao Che needs to do is to quietly watch his brother's performance, study my tactical style, and then wait for the established resolution of the war.

Lian said proudly, "Loyalty is absolute, absolutely loyalty. Everything you do is for the Empire and for humanity. Small expeditions have always been full of flowers and failures, and they are also accompanied by cruel extermination, massacres, and exclusion of dissidents.

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Chao Che said: "He thinks he is doing the right thing, even justice? Even if hundreds of millions of people are killed by you?"

I said, "What is he going to do now? Duran is a difficult opponent to deal with. Our warships are very advanced, and you just saw the fleets of the Eighth and Fourth Legions. We are also a variable that cannot be ignored in that war. "

"Lian, what's wrong with him?"

"Really? Chao Che grinned, “You are looking forward to it too. "

Laser fire came and went like a net, and the flowers of explosions were rampant.

Ryan nodded, and a satisfied smile flashed across his face.

Densely packed giant jammers stretched out from fixed gun positions, pouring ammunition at the incoming enemies like a storm. Accompanied by continuous flashes, the explosions were deafening. These bloated Duran warships equipped with heavy shield engines moved around the defense array on the battlefield, and macro cannons and light spears spewed out from the thick gun barrels on the side of the ship.

In Duran's low-Earth orbit, there is a magnificent steel defense orbit.

A group of assault boats carrying elite dark white angel veterans boarded Duran's flagship "Yutyranosaurus King". This sturdy, red steel monster looked almost intact from the inside out, but control fell into the hands of the dark white angel within ten minutes.

"You gave us a chance, but we chose to agree. "Lian said, "Either surrender or perish, there is no eighth choice, that is not why you are here. You are the dark angel of the Emperor, what you have to do is to bring destruction to the enemy and make us disappear from the galaxy."

"And then..."

Lian stood beside Chao Che, his eyes always watching the changes on the battlefield, and I answered in an indifferent voice.

In the terrifying old night era.

"He seems to have unnecessary sympathy for the enemy."

Lian's words stopped abruptly.