Chapter 296 Karaza

Boldero advanced in the void, clearing away the dark fog and stirring up the places that humans had not cleared when exploring the stars. She was like a meteor, crossing the astronomical distance of nearly tens of millions of kilometers of stars, and sailed away from civilization for 15 days.

There was no gravity in the void, and that escape brought the imperial warships an unexpected speed, and they only needed to pay for turning and maintaining energy, so it was still much faster than expected. In just 15 days, they flew a distance that would take a normal commercial civilian ship about 45 days, and a warship of the same level 30 days.

When the war fortress called Karaza on the star map got closer and closer, the captain asked Alan Baier, who lived in the bridge all year round. "Do we need to go to the normal entry window? The lord here strictly controls his territory and even built a space station specifically for inspection."

"But we did not come here by relying on normal supply routes. We flew here directly relying on a large amount of fuel reserves and inertia. This is really a miracle!"

This is equivalent to not sailing along the coast in the Age of Exploration, but choosing to cross the dark deep sea directly. Under normal circumstances, people who do this must be crazy people like wandering merchants or free captains. Their ships are lighter and have more storage space. At the same time, the crews are mostly adventurers or mercenaries.

Regular troops like imperial warships must limit their navigation because of various baggage and a large number of armed personnel. It is better to say that warships absolutely cannot bypass the supply points, and Lord Karaza's control over those supply points has also reached a considerable degree.

So Alanbaier answered. "Yes, we need allies, but being able to build a space station here is already amazing. According to the rules, they have to give 5% of the production to Wandering Port to maintain its orthodoxy, and any equipment that is sufficient to defend a warship means that they need enough resources to nourish a warship."

"He should be more powerful than we expected, isn't he?" The captain replied, and let the behemoth slowly approach the location that was clearly marked as the location of the lord.

The short beeping sound foreshadowed where those things were. They gradually approached and finally met them when they could see them. The first time they witnessed the actual scene in the endless void was not as great as they imagined.

He waved his hand and said. "Time is running out."

Alan Baier shook his head. "Something is wrong."

"If it was defeated, how come this place is still under the Emperor's light?"

This is an old friend. Alanbair's eyes locked on him almost instantly. He was a dark green, muscular, hooked body, bent over, disgusting and fanged evil woman. He was wearing rough and simple clothes. It was hard to imagine what state he was in when he floated into the void. Maybe he was a landing force? But he didn't have a void suit, just an orange-yellow suit made of iron and cloth.

Those fox-like officials were close to Alanbair and his transport ship. Bordello deployed almost all of his troops at once, one to suppress this place in an emergency, and the other to defend against possible attacks by orcs. Although it was a bit ill-intentioned, it was also a helpless move.

"What's going on? Isn't this the control area of ​​Karaza?" Alanbair rarely lost his temper like this. After all, in his eyes, Border Count Nornd was a powerful potential ally, and definitely not a weakling who was trampled on like this.

"A little young." His words sounded a bit old-fashioned, of course, because he always added a simple amount of his life. This sentence almost exposed his soul that was close to 50 years old, although in this era of the end of human civilization, appearance can't represent anything.

He needs time and success, so he is very dissatisfied with the current situation of Karaza. It is useless to blame the slow update of Wild Snake intelligence or the barbarity and brutality of those orcs. The huge warship landed easily after a short communication. Now Karaza has no ability to hinder the Imperial Guard. The star port is empty and there are probably not many warships left.

Two huge metal-made warship-like objects floated in the void in a sphere. Obviously, they have no mobility, at least not as strong as the Imperial warships. But at this moment, the four-kilometer-long metal space stations in the void can accommodate more soldiers, bullets, equipment and heavier armor than the Imperial warships, but even such terrible war weapons now appear to be riddled with holes.

The prime minister answered immediately. "That was a miracle. When the orcs invaded our homeland, which was about four days ago, our warships were basically completely lost, and our void combat capability collapsed. When the soldiers were cruelly counterattacking the orcs who landed, and were ready to ignite the ancient weapons in the castle, nuclear bombs, and perish together with the orcs."

Under the leadership of Lord Strong Shield Norn, they defeated the orc invasion again and again. At the same time, they gained the trust of other lords with their strong martial virtues. Other territories also realized the truth that the lips and teeth are cold, so they continuously provided them with resources.

Alan Baier just spoke. "Leave quickly, the orcs are not satisfied with destroying this place. They may have already besieged Karaza. If we are lucky, we can collect the bodies of those poor people!" Although it was a bit of a joke, it was true. There were too many orcs, so they were cruel. They had all the attributes required by the most hated aliens in the empire and were so notorious that even the titanium could not stand it.

Bordeleau slowly moved forward from the gap between the two space stations. Dignity and greatness have now become dilapidated and cruel. The only ability of the people of Karazha to resist the brutal roaming port has now been completely torn to pieces, spending countless manpower. Hope and dignity built with material resources have become scrap metal.

Such cruelty is caused by being surrounded by the most belligerent and difficult-to-eradicate aliens in the universe. It is almost impossible to change. It can even be said that the people here have reached a tacit understanding with the orcs, a kind of destruction by them, and the lord protects and relies on the protection. A means to obtain resources, but this is not voluntary or premeditated, just to survive.

"The angels have arrived. They are wearing red and white uniforms, wielding war blades, and their command is majestic. A light golden power sword shouts that natural disasters are coming, and finally defeats the invading orcs. However, the enemy's large forces still exist, and those angels are still there. Without explaining the battle group and supply requirements, we hurriedly returned to the void and headed towards the orc lair, an abandoned fortress, to buy us time to regroup. "

They have fought and fought with this alien race several times. This is not a special case. Apparently a nightmare was born here. However, they are not blood axes, but void pirates. They look a bit similar to Bad Moon, but no matter which clan is responsible for Not a good thing for the empire.

But these two nightmares are now rotten and riddled with holes. The forts are emitting smoke. It may be that the core that provides energy inside is melting. The dense shelling has torn them apart, revealing a dark residential area inside, as well as the inside. The charred corpse almost subconsciously reminds people of death and ruins.

When Bordero looks forward from the left and right, you can still see the side carvings, which are huge words written in High Gothic with proud sentences that are more than 500 meters long. The right side is "Gate of Friendship" and the left side is " Must always be there." The elegant streamlined text and the metal layout specially left for them look extremely ironic next to the debris of ruins and the remains of death.

Therefore, the officials had bitter expressions on their faces, especially the very tall Alan Bayer, who raised his head and held his chest out, giving him an inexplicable look of servitude, but even so, he had to speak. "Lieutenant General of the Imperial Guard, why are you here?"

The hull of the ship floated past the thing in the void, and Alan Bayer's mood also became low. However, just as he was about to leave his eyes, he noticed the dark green corpse in the flickering light of the reactor inside the dilapidated space station.

"Forward, it's terrible. Can't the emperor see the cruelty here?" The captain couldn't help complaining. He started the ship and moved forward. When the battleship slowly passed between the two ancient fortresses, they could still I can vaguely see the greatness and glory of these two terrible war engines. This must be the tragedy caused by the enemy's attack with a force that far exceeds their numbers!

"It's unsightly." Alan Bayer saw the corpse of a local PDF wearing a uniform similar to that of the Imperial Guard at the window. It was covered with frost. Ironically, it was as fresh as if he had died yesterday. The struggle on his face was evident.

The prime minister was quite smart and introduced him as soon as he came up. "I inherited my father's position to assist you. Unexpectedly, after I took office, about two months ago, the lord fell ill. It was probably a heart disease. His body became thin and his abilities lost. In addition, the orcs began to plunder him immediately after he became ill. The lord Completely defeated by countless news of defeat, now..."

"Sir, I am the lord's servant and the prime minister here. The lord has been ill for a long time. If you have anything you can tell me, you can tell me." His brown eyes and light blond hair are already handsome, but as a prime minister, He still looks young, but Alan Bayer is lucky to have someone who can handle things reasonably. If it were just those officials, he would probably only be able to enjoy the treatment of office wrangling.

"There is no battleship?" The captain was a little confused. He could indeed receive the radio from a distance. It would be better to say that he was the first person to see that Karazha was unimpeded.

So the captain spoke. "Full speed ahead!"

But in the short exchange, those officials had already shown that they had nothing but fancy looks and the ability to correct scrolls. Alan Bayer didn't have much expectations until one of the officials walked out, wiping sweat and wearing a A young man in a blue rune robe with a loyal skull necklace hanging on his chest.

"Alien." The captain sighed. He didn't like the dilapidated battleships of the orcs. Although he didn't exactly fight too many, he didn't like those tough guys who were crazy and liked to ram his precious battleships.

He held the scimitar tightly as if he was cutting something, his chest was penetrated by the imperial weapon, and there was an uncomfortable, crazy smile on his face. Finally, he was fixed here by the coldness of the void, and Alan Bair said his name. . "Orcs (Orcs)!"

"Has a great imperial lord fallen like this in just two months?" Alan Bayer suddenly became a little doubtful, but he cared more about it than this.

With a sharp angle of the bastion or a powerful enough macro cannon, Bordero can surpass the two huge door gods. Absolutely, but she cannot defeat this army. They occupy a favorable location, are wrapped in fine gold, and the forts are densely packed from them. The limbs are derived, like two terrifying metal sea urchins guarding Karazha's gate.

Their landing was a success, relying on the Empire's lame excuse for humanitarian aid to the Loyalists and under the threat of mostly Bordeaux's firepower as their transports landed on the surface of the metal airport, a metal fortress more powerful than any other asteroid fortress. Sturdy.

This place was attacked, and they were defeated? Ailanbaier was not sure, but it should have been a while, at least more than three days, but definitely not long, because filling the weak damage caused by the projectiles would not waste too much time and materials.

"Didn't I say it before? Humanitarian aid, how can your lord not come?" Ailanbaier said. He thought that Strong Shield Norn would come directly. According to the records in the scroll, he would definitely bring good wine to meet the guests, but unlike the records, the people who came were only a few clerks who couldn't even command the soldiers.

When the transport ship slowly landed, calming people's thoughts, Ailanbaier looked at the complex environment of the star port, heavy transport equipment, Hercules half-track vehicles, Loyte transport vehicles, moving things inside countless large containers, and the workers at the port hurriedly, but still couldn't cover up the craters and knife marks on the wall.

Bordello began to burn her fuel. That dangerous start allowed her to travel for 15 days and still have enough fuel to cross most places. This is why Alan Baier chose the wandering world as her help.

She streaked across the universe like a meteor until the speed of the stars could no longer catch up with her. Karaza was not far from here. After only 5 standard hours, the warship could vaguely see the artificial star that was bright enough.

Almost everyone here is a soldier. Even children can operate anti-aircraft guns, because this is the activity range of a huge orc clan. Although this hugeness is for an asteroid fortress with a population of only 300,000 to 400,000, it is still shocking enough.

"It seems that there is no problem. Unexpectedly, there is no attack by orcs here, but this does not match their character, so someone must have led those orcs away." The chief of staff looked at this matter from a unique perspective. It must be said that his observation angle is very interesting and may be close to the truth.

"No matter what, we need to land at the star port first. We need to communicate with the local lord to complete this pathetic alliance." Ailanbaier thought. It was the loyalist Magroon who made him change his mind, and he put him in the worst position as a bait.

When the towering gun muzzles replaced the huge factory chimneys or high-rise buildings of the empire, the vehicles running on the ground were all military armored vehicles or heavy trucks.

"Just like Cadia." Ailanbaier looked out of the window on the transport ship to see this strange city, or barracks, where people have to serve voluntarily, and soldiers are almost the best and most promising profession here, without a doubt.

Listening to the vivid description, Ailanbaier thought of the destruction of the eagles in his mind, and the power sword was indeed the weapon of the sergeant...

But he was not in a hurry. When dealing with the orcs, they could not completely destroy the enemy, but they were enough to protect themselves. He sensitively felt that if he did not deal with the looseness within the territory and resurrect the corps that once defeated the orcs, his goal and short-term victory would be out of reach.

So he only answered the prime minister. "Take me to the Count, now!"