Chapter 460 Black and Red, Plans in the Shadows (Forty-five) Faith

Chapter 460 Black and Red, Plans in the Shadows (Forty-five) Faith

The war began again, and this time the Imperial soldiers guarding the Evergreen Hills faced an overwhelming demonic legion and the main force of the Word Bearers.

The fallen knight family Gortius led a large number of demons to stride forward. The demon engines, Titan legions and even the armored troops of the Word Bearers used unimaginable artillery fire to tilt towards the Empire's position.

On the three-dimensional three-dimensional defense line established against the mountains, each defensive barrier was torn down by heavy shells. Firepower points one after another in the forward positions were just exposed, and were concentrated and penetrated by deflagration weapons and plasma weapons.

The artillery fire interception by the soldiers of the Tindalos Legion posed almost no threat to the knights of Gothus. However, in the hidden fortifications under the position, the knight titans belonging to the Heper Forge World were anxiously waiting for the order to join the battlefield. .

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." A veteran wearing a black combat uniform smiled and rejected the application of the leader of the knight family, and there were traces of smoke burned on the battlefield on the ground in his brows.

Despite their dissatisfaction, the two knightly families showed surprising respect for the old man.

Because the old man in front of him is the leader of this mortal legion, and this mortal legion, whose reputation is unknown, has used their rare will and strong strength to win over the bodyguards of the Mechanicus in the past week of war. their respect.

"Your soldiers are bleeding and dying." The leader of the Shaffer family said seriously.

"And our intention is only to join this war." The leader of the Ponte family followed the former's words.

"No, the time has not come yet, please believe them." The old man patted the dust on his body and explained to the two people, and then plunged into the position on the ground under the protection of the guards.

The two representatives of the imperial military nobles were helpless and could only look at each other and helplessly return to their assembly area.

"Charge! Puncture them! Tear them apart! Let us use the iron and fire in our hands to tell them that destruction is the only truth!"

The knights of Gorius were roaring crazily, and the accompanying knight mechas and mechas guarding them were also responding.

The process of their charge was too smooth. Everything within sight was burned by the previous artillery fire. The mortals who served the empire seemed to have collapsed. At least within ten kilometers of the charge of the hunting group composed of Knight Titans, there was nothing enough to threaten them. target appears.

"Hungry! Blood! Killing! Soul!" The demons around him are all kinds of strange things, and they have been given various twisted and ferocious appearances in the process of coming to the real universe.

And their desires are so unified that in the overlapping echoes of their blasphemous and non-human voices, they are finally condensed into these four words that can be understood and represent their core desires.

At a distance of ten kilometers, the heavy footsteps of the Knight Titan swarm can already be felt, and the roar of the demon tide amidst the subtle tremors on the ground is like an inaudible noise;

At a distance of five kilometers, the black-red demon has entered the range of direct vision, and the Imperial front line at the bottom of the mountain, except for the craters left by heavy artillery and the flames all over the field of vision, is suffocatingly quiet;

At a distance of three kilometers, the Knight Titans had passed the most tense stage and had begun to relax.

The madman in the Iron Throne began to urge the machine soul at his feet, and the twisted machine soul responded in the same way. The heavy footsteps began to change from slow to fast, and the giant figure accelerated and protruded from the demonic tide, eager to taste the first Drops of blood and death.

And the moment they escaped from the demonic tide sequence, countless black figures appeared from the trenches, and more individual anti-equipment threats appeared on the screen in front of the fallen knight.

At a distance of one kilometer, the knights who were still speeding up their pace crazily had no time to react. These silent legions, which they had only seen in their lives and were completely different from all imperial legions, began a long-planned counterattack.

No war cry, no call sign;

No fear, no hesitation.

These silent mortals launched a brave and deadly counterattack against them from the ruined position, and even when they were hit by artillery fire and died, they did not even moan.

There is no identity and no honor;

No name, no fear.

These mortal troops were unfamiliar to the rebels. After the Fallen deciphered the battlefield communications, they could only hear cold orders and a series of meaningless numbers from the communication channel.

One commander was hit by a stray bullet and fell to the ground, and the subsequent commander stood up from the trench. A high-ranking general was killed by concentrated fire, and another middle-level officer immediately took his place.

The Fallen swore that they had never seen such an army, and that none of them had ever seen a military organization that treated the sacrifices of its own members so equally.

So much so that this group of ancient families, known for their tyranny, would feel a touch of coldness and fear in their hearts while fighting.

Rows of mechanical servants were knocked down, organized demon cavalry were shot to death, tall squire knight mechas were pulled out of the trenches and died together with bombs. The seemingly invincible knight titan also died in this cold, indiscriminate death. He stopped in front of him.

And this is the purpose of the Tindalos Legion. What they hope to achieve by paying such heavy casualties is to block the spearhead of the enemy's offensive - the armored cluster headed by the Fallen Knight Titan.

It was at this time that the imperial knights who had been prepared finally saw the gate in front of the bunker they were hiding open.

The leaders of the two knight families could clearly see that at the end of the field of vision outside the gate in front, a young colonel picked up the communicator from a familiar and broken body and sent them the message since the beginning of the war. The first cry:

"Now! For the Emperor! For humanity! Charge!"

"For the Emperor?"

This war cry is already somewhat unfamiliar to the ears of two nobles who live in the Forge World and have always obeyed the rule of the Adeptus Mechanicus.

They have almost forgotten how long it has been since they shouted such a slogan, and they have even forgotten why they fought for the interests of the forging world again and again.

But what the hell? Is this important?

Under this situation, these knights who were more loyal to the Adeptus Mechanicus than the Empire were finally completely shocked by the warriors of the Tindalos Legion.

They finally put aside their deep-seated pride for mortals and began to look squarely and respectfully at these warriors and the empire they represented.

"For...humanity! For the Emperor!" The unfamiliar war cry could not conceal the strong fighting spirit of the knights, and behind this war cry that had been accepted by them was the belief that they had re-understood!

The Imperial Knights, who were far fewer in number than the Fallen Knights, descended from the heights of the Evergreen Hills and began to fire deadly attacks at the Fallen in a gradually accelerating charge.

The distance between the two armored groups was rapidly closing, and the fallen knights who were originally charging were retreating in embarrassment under the attacks of the Tindalos Legion and the Imperial Knights.

The tide of demons behind them is still approaching, and the golden imperial eagle emblem on the evergreen hills belonging to the empire is also shining.

The lives of two different camps are swaying their lives on such a small battlefield because of their respective loyalty and courage, greed and cruelty.

And zooming out the perspective of the entire battlefield, at this moment the two sides of the war, against the background of the forces behind them, the movements and stillness shown in the impact and counterattack, become an eternal picture in the countless wars between the Empire and Chaos. .

Second update.