Chapter 116: Recapture of White City/Crush of the Imperial Guard

Chapter 116: The Crushing of the Imperial Guards in the Battle to Recapture Red City

The night was a little cold, but the Imperial Guards would not sleep well. Amid the noise of the transport planes and the flames of the jets, the walls were made of marble from low to high, from the lowest nine meters to the highest twenty meters, like terraces.

The gaps outside the walls were filled with various buildings, and at the highest point was a huge building shining like a gem, the Aragon Castle.

The ancient castle can be traced back to the emergence of humans in that world. The foundation forged by the Empire's technology can withstand the ravages of ten thousand years and stand firm. The red marble walls of the city are carved with skulls representing purity, but the soldiers coming and going in the city are all mutated and corrupted.

Heretics, that word represents their betrayal of the Lord of Humanity, their fellow flesh and blood, honor, courage, and their identity as humans.

It was impossible to fly at sub-light speed in the atmosphere, and it took the Imperial Guard a lot of time to cross the continent to get there. Alanbair hoped that retaking the city could make up for their losses. After all, the supplies given to them by the Emperor were disappearing every second.

The reconnaissance team asked the transport plane to reduce the flight speed and reduce the flames of the jets. It was like a star hanging above their heads in the sky, and the auspicious instrument like an antenna stood up, emitting various signals to the huge human city.

For the garbage civilization of that era, the Imperial Guard could completely achieve devastating strikes and precise kills at the same time, but Alanbair still emphasized that bombing was not allowed.

If bombing was used, victory would be easy, but the Kingdom of Agatha would also face a long period of resource shortage and unable to supply warships. Although there were tens of thousands of warships, more than a month's rations for tens of thousands of people would be too expensive for a world without industrial revolution.

Moreover, that civilization had just experienced a catastrophe, so if the Imperial Guard did not cause civilization extinction again, Alanbair would have to choose to engage in troublesome and stupid behavior such as the Red Blade War.

The scanning efficiency of the Eastern Reconnaissance Team was extremely high. The three-dimensional images detected by the auspicious instrument and the external structure of the city were transmitted to the tactical tablet of Alan Baier. Compared with the complex nest city of the empire, the place was simply a plain.

"It's not complicated. The guards on the wall rely on out-of-range laser shooting to kill. The transport ships of the third, fourth, and fifth companies will go. The first and second companies will go east to behead the cultists in the castle. The other teams will clean up the city. Remember, the staff of each company should pay strict attention to heretical buildings, heretical sculptures, heretical beliefs, etc., and destroy them all when they are encountered."

"The Emperor Huang Dog has been named, and the action has begun."

20 transport planes carrying the elite of the Imperial Guard were hovering in the sky. It was not that there were no long-range weapons in the Middle Ages, but there were very few wooden products in that world, and long-range weapons could only be used by a few elites. What if the primitive people who didn't even have bows and arrows were covered in plate armor?

The shooting output of the laser rifle can even melt the chitin armor of the alien. Its power is stronger than most automatic guns, not to mention the iron armor of mortals.

The biggest difficulty of that operation was that it was impossible to establish a radio command point in the case of a surprise attack. It can be said that the 4th Skadi Regiment faced a situation where there was no command for a long time and there was only one combat target. In this case, officers were required to have strong personal awareness and self-judgment standards, be able to adapt to changes and have tactical planning.

It must be said that the damn climate of Gondwa VI has given them the ability to fully adapt to such an environment. The personal judgment of the officers of the 4th Skadi Regiment is not inferior to any school-level officers in the Empire.

Planning, execution, and orderliness, initially turned into a massacre of heretics. Many orcs were stationed outside the Red City. Because of the request of the Chaos Space Marine Soran, they served there as protection to prevent the loyalists from counterattacking, but they did not expect that a group of battle-hardened Imperial Guards would come to the world that had not been approached by the Empire for hundreds of years.

Soran's original plan included the natives of that world, and he thought that even if the Imperial forces came, they could not take the entire mortal city silently, unless there were Space Marines, then his plan would not only be a wash, he would probably enter an endless escape.

No one knows a father better than his son, and no one knows me better than my enemy. The traitors knew exactly why the Empire was so brazen, and the 4th Skadi Regiment happened to be an Imperial Guard that did not rely on heavy firepower, a rare flower in the human army in the boundless galaxy.

Very likely, another flower called Catachan was also on standby in that regiment.

The guards on standby at the wall yawned, recalling the taste of dried meat and beetroot porridge they had eaten. They had no interest in who ruled that world, because people lived the same way anyway.

They were not Agatha people, but humans from the distant border. Compared with the residents of the Kingdom of Agatha living in the middle of that continent, they had completely lost faith in the Emperor. On the contrary, they were very happy with the faith in Khorne brought by the Chaos Space Marines.

The climate on the edge of the continent of that world was cold, with a lack of food and clothing. The law of the jungle was deeply rooted in the bones, and relying on force to seize was no longer a commonplace. Most of the guards there were also covered in fur and held crude weapons such as axes and blades.

Let the soldiers of the 4th Skadi Regiment describe it. They are dyed green and thrown into the wild, just like greenskins.

The belief in chaos makes their bodies constantly mutate. Some of them have three or four legs, two heads, and six eyes. The bodies of living creatures are nothing to them.

And that kind of structure also makes them more ferocious, brave, fast or sensitive than ordinary humans on the battlefield. After all, if they have more legs and arms, they really have more combat power.

They wore chain armor and iron hats, and there were many evil things wearing human skin and strips on their bodies. Traces of the eight-pointed star also appeared in their residences.

The low roar and circling of the transport ship made them alert, but no matter what, they could not imagine that there was someone hundreds of meters away from their heads. When the beam was activated, the shooting of thousands of Imperial Guards made a rain of death rise in the sky, and chains The armor's defense is equivalent to nothing. With just one shot, those heretics will explode, exposing the red bones of the mutated spine and limbs.

In addition to weakening the strength of the wall, the Imperial Guard's goal was to destroy the ballistas and other items on the wall, because that was the only thing that was very threatening to the invading troops, but they soon discovered that the preparedness was not enough. Plasma guns and hot melt are completely useless. Just the laser will completely melt those ballistae.

said the third company lieutenant who led the team. "That's almost it. Send out the flare. Oh my god, if their mission is always so easy."

The other soldiers nodded. "It's not target practice, it's just a large-scale exercise."

"There's no way, after all, it's not a feudal world, they don't even know how to make matchlocks."

As they chatted, they initially attributed the tragic experience of those cultists, who were reduced to being beaten to pieces by lasers and lying on the ground trembling, as the punishment that the Emperor had wrongly inflicted on them.

Purple-red flares were also launched at this moment, and the dazzling flash of red phosphorus exploded in the dark night sky with the bright and conspicuous color of chemicals.

The veterans of the 1st and 2nd companies are basically all veterans from the Orc War until now. Alan Bayer is wrong about whether their supplies are given priority. Although it attracts the jealousy of other companies, other companies also know that every time Si Kadi's fourth regiment was unable to charge forward even if the 1st and 2nd companies were in dire straits.

Relying on the persistent archaeological operations of a certain regiment leader, those two companies, with a total of 1,600 people, were all equipped with carapace armor, deflagration guns, and a mixture of about 30 Catachans. They were also proficient in the art of melting, so what? There is no such thing as a monster or a monster that can't be killed by applying hot melt to the face.

At the same time, they are equipped with power weapons. Just looking at their individual equipment, they have surpassed the Stormbringer Army and are close to the Kashe Zin or the Sun Auxiliary Army. They are not the true elite-level blades of the Empire, mortals who can compete with Space Marines.

"Eastern descent."

In a word, several transport planes descended from the sky like death, and heavily armed soldiers wearing Imperial night vision equipment and explosive weapons descended eastward. The smell of promethium filled the air, and the feudal primitive world tasted the Empire's technology for the first time.

Taste with blood.

There are no civilians there anymore, and everything is a mess. The cultists barbarians and orcs are wreaking havoc there. The orcs eat human bodies, while the cultists roast cattle and sheep. Gold and precious metals are scattered all over the ground. Of course, there are also faces. Nice Imperial followers are...

"Heretic..." Sergeant Catachan wiped the heretic blood stained on his legs and arms. When he just landed, he encountered something, and he stepped on it to death. Relying on his weight and the inertia of the landing rope, he instantly killed that person. The cultists trampled like bugs.

The logging troops were instantly surrounded. To be precise, the siege should have been the other way around, or the Imperial Guards had surrounded the heretics!

The heat ray shooting is simply devastating. There are many heretics there, including orcs, and there are also heretical knights wearing plate armor. But if those rough defenses are not worth mentioning compared to the power of the explosive assault gun, death, death will be nothing. The Skadi Fourth Regiment failed in their redemption.

When the cleaning was completed and the soldiers walked there, it seemed that the once beautiful marble castle had turned into a cult site. Those chaotic pictures painted the scenery of subspace, which also meant that there were spiritual beings appearing there, which denied the belief of the gods. The most terrifying thing is that as long as there is a population, a hive that is not threatening can be turned into a demon cave.

It's a good thing that the Fourth Skadi Regiment discovered it early. A living person who was already emaciated and bleeding was hanging on the east side of the eight-pointed star. The soldiers determined that they could not be saved and shot to end their lives. Is this what heresy is? It's absolutely wrong. human nature.

"Be careful, there are some spiritual beings in Cocoa. Let them go to the main hall to have a look."

At the command of the non-commissioned officer, the assault team of hundreds of people slowly opened the huge metal palace door. The scene inside was unforgettable. A man wearing a dark robe and a strange bird mask knelt before the huge carving of Agatha. In front of the statue of the first king, blood, eight-pointed stars, minced meat and madmen filled the place. The strong smell of blood made the veterans of the 1st and 2nd companies sick.

It was not pure blood, but the blessing of the gods, and there was nothing representing the emperor there. Obviously the people in that world didn't know what the emperor really looked like, or those things had been removed.

But the accompanying battle priest soon found something interesting. "That statue, that statue that's almost 7 meters high, has a double-headed eagle carved on it."

At this moment, the Imperial Guard saw the thing holding the sword on the leg of the king's statue. It was not a double-headed eagle. The thing had been changed beyond recognition. The Imperial Guard felt it was blasphemous, but they couldn't tell. When Bair comes, he will definitely shout, he *Tzeentch!

That's right, the symbol of the Empire is not the symbol of Tzeentch at all. This must not be a mistake, because according to records, the first king must have seen the Imperial troops.

But that situation makes sense, because although the Empire is terrible, it has a unique set of taxation standards based on the civilization and material level of each place and world, and there should not be destruction caused by taxation.

But if the first King Agatha could not distinguish between the Emperor and the Lord of Change, then the situation would be different.

There was a quarrel, and Alanbair did not come, and the man in black robes was muttering. "He felt it, he felt it..."

The sea of ​​blood and corpses on the ground, and those dancing lunatics and actors suddenly exploded, twisted, and turned into red waves, constantly approaching the heretic.

The Catachan sergeant shouted. "Shoot!"

The heat ray, the hot melt, the plasma, and the messy weapons roared at the heretic, and the gods' gifts from the High Heaven continued to gather in front of the heretic body.

He was getting stronger and stronger, he was upgrading, connecting himself with the Chaos Gods, but such a ceremony must not be disturbed. It was very likely that although he had pacified that world, that "big villain" was obviously very incompetent in the dark universe of Warhammer.

Soon, a brand new Chaos Egg descended. Its thick, twisted body was exposed with blue veins, its body was huge, and it had many tentacles. It roared, and its mouth was like a lamprey with disc-shaped serrations, and a disgusting stench filled the air.

It swung its body wildly, and the statue of the king was destroyed in the attack. The Imperial Guard could also shoot at full strength. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the Emperor's roar, the huge monster disappeared in the attack of hundreds of people.

It was not that the Chaos Egg was too weak, but that the Imperial Guard was too strong. When the flames burned the hall and the battle priests sang praises to the Emperor, the matter was settled. In just two hours, the entire Red City returned to its original owner.

The Skadi Fourth Regiment won, without losing a single person, but a lot of ammunition was wasted, but the real mystery unfolded. When the queen was grateful, she emphasized to Alanbair again and again that the supplies should be prepared during that time, and Alanbair answered her that they would be very good at eradicating the Chaos traitors, including the Great Demon.

After the Skadi Fourth Regiment left, the queen looked at the burned palace and held up the dust in a frenzy. "Knowledge, the knowledge accumulated by his race for a hundred years... God Emperor, why are your soldiers like this..."

She looked at the sky and prayed to the "God Emperor" who was nowhere to be found, and she suddenly stood up and listened.

"In the East? In the East?!" She emphasized again and again.

In the boundless void of the subspace, the Lord of Change, one of the Chaos Gods, smiled and answered.

"In the East."

Is it one of his boundless body, one of his mind, or the communication transmission that is extremely difficult for the Empire, or is it his trick? Alan Baier doesn't know, and the staff doesn't know either. The real heretic is not in the Far West, but around him.

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