Chapter 343 Cavalry company, attack!

Chapter 343 Cavalry company, attack!

Satfaran was the first to arrive here.

Li Hanxing couldn't believe it.

It’s unbelievable that a giant ceramite giant nearly three meters tall in full armor could hide quietly in a place full of Grots, Scrooges, and Orc Boys... and not even hide it for so damn long. be found?

How on earth did he do it?

However, Li Hanxing had no time to think about this at the moment. The strongest orc who was suspected of being the "orc boss" was dead, but the war pig cavalry of the Snakebite clan did not collapse. These brave and strong greenskins were about to fight to the death. .

He had to admit that the Scrooge Pig Cavalry surpassed the Death Cavalry in all aspects:

The squiggly war pig sitting under them had amazing jumping power and a huge bite force. He could swallow the whole neck of the war horse in one bite just by opening its huge mouth that occupied half of its head;

Ork boys are naturally stronger than ordinary humans. Perhaps only Space Marines can barely overcome them physically, but not all Space Marines can.

Their weapons are more brutal, regardless of distance. It can be said that the orcs' weapons have poor reliability, poor durability, and poor accuracy... but it cannot be said that they are not powerful.

The death cavalry surrounded by shacks were instantly in trouble.

The orcs wielded a variety of crudely made but ferocious weapons, knocking the Kriegs off their horses in just two blows. More squig pig cavalry directly instigated the war pigs to rampage, plowing into more than sixty death cavalry. In the circle formed, Krieg and his horse were directly knocked into the air.

In an instant, shrapnel flew across the sky, saw blades whirled, war pigs roared, and people fell onto their backs...

What the Death Cavalry inflicted on the Technician Boy was returned intact by the Scrooge Pig Cavalry. Sabers and laser pistols could not stop these ferocious and strong pig-riding greenskins. The Kriegs suddenly suffered heavy casualties...

However, they let the orcs see it.

What is kriging.

The orcs couldn't see the expressions under the gas masks, they could only see: their chests were smashed, they groaned, and they died... Their spines were broken, and they died without saying a word... There was no pain like other shrimps when facing the orcs. Wailing and shouting in terror, they fought in silence and died in silence.

Even if their arms were broken, even if they were covered with bullet holes, even if their bodies were mutilated... they still used their last bit of strength to raise the sabers and pistols in their hands, pointing tremblingly at the orcs.

The orcs were a little frightened by these strange shrimps.

If it weren't for the ordinary young human faces under the gas masks, and if it weren't for the fragile flesh and blood bodies of these shrimps, which would also be injured and bleed, the Scrooge Pig Cavalry would even think that he was fighting the armed machine slaves of the Xiami Technocratic Cult.

"howl--"

A fierce roar came from not far away.

An unarmored Scrooge beast slowly fell down with blood holes all over its body under the siege of the jet motorcycle tactical team.

Another giant skoog beast was running wildly. In the carriage on its back, an anti-aircraft weapons array consisting of an anti-aircraft clicker gun and five tug-tuk cannons was spraying barrages at the sky.

The anti-aircraft clicker gun is installed on a four-barreled turret and is firing high-explosive anti-aircraft shells at a rate of hundreds of rounds per minute. The sharp and ear-piercing noise is accompanied by a powerful firestorm.

The Tutu Kron cannon has a slow rate of fire, but its heavy-duty shells are very powerful. The shrapnel produced by the air explosion shoots in all directions, forming black clouds around the jet motorcycle.

Orks try to shoot down the jetbike.

The extremely nimble motorcycle cavalry circled around the giant beast, attracting the firepower of anti-aircraft fire. The eyes of the orc boy in the carriage were bulging red, and he mustered up his muscles and tried his best to turn the winch - even so, the four gun mounts turned. The speed cannot catch up with the speed of jet motorcycle flight.

The long metal snake composed of rain of bullets chased the motorcycle exhaust and bit it all the way. The two jet motorcycles spread out to the left and right in mid-air. The Space Marine controlled the jet motorcycle to fly upside down and turn around, spitting out a series of heavy explosive bombs from the front.

With a few "pops", the anti-aircraft weapons array on the top of the carriage turned into a pile of bloody scrap metal.

The Grot hiding in the carriage screamed in panic, urging the Scrooge beast to rush towards the Krieg Death Cavalry in the stronghold. On the chaotic battlefield, the green hill-like beast stepped forward, shaking its huge head. , knocked away several squig pig cavalry, smashed an Ork hut with one head, crushed a pile of metal junk with one foot, and rushed towards the circle formed by the death cavalry.

At this moment, a distant voice came.

"Dong rumbling, dong rumbling..."

At first the ground began to tremble, weakly at first, but soon strong enough to shake the Grot's shack apart. A violent evil energy that was so ferocious that it made the orcs' hair stand on end swept across the land, followed by terrifying roars and high-pitched neighing of war horses. When Attila's barbarian cavalry, carried by inertia, appeared on the horizon...

It's too late to escape!

The Attila Barbarians are the White Scars in the Imperial Guard. They are similar to the White Scars in all aspects: feudal world, grassland people, brave and good at fighting, and like to create scars on their faces - except that the Attila Barbarians are almost Never take a shower.

The momentum brought by a mass charge of three thousand cavalry is completely different from that of a mass charge of sixty cavalry.

The sound of horse hooves is getting closer.

"Uh-huh!"

Even amid the thunderous sound of hoofbeats, the sound of hunting spears and cavalry being lowered in unison was still clearly audible.

“Waaaagh—bang!”

Wow, I was interrupted halfway through.

The reef actively crashes into the waves.

The Scrooge Pig Cavalry and the Attila Barbarian Cavalry collided instantly, and the 3.9-meter-long hunting spear was thrust straight out. The tip of the spear instantly pierced the orcs in the front row, and the bursting blue plasma and promethium flames moved forward. The spray, the hunting spear that was enough to pierce the side armor of the tank, became the last straw that broke the courage of the orcs.

Attila's wild cavalry controlled their mounts, jumped over a stone wall, and crushed the unlucky ones under their iron hooves. The orcs who had no way to escape could only pray to Brother Gomao and pray to them. Protect yourself from being dragged into the black vortex formed by the shrimp fanatics all over the mountains and plains.

The orcs' morale finally collapsed.

Satflan, who was unparalleled in the squeezing siege of a large group of squig pig cavalry, clearly felt it.

The Crow Guard warrior broke out of stealth with one hit and was exposed to the eyes of the beasts. He was instantly attacked from all directions. The orcs swarmed up and tried to drown the shrimp can, but the can was harder than they imagined. , and cracked countless big teeth, but they still didn't move.

The Scrooge pig cavalry of the Snakebite clan dropped their weapons, took off their armor, mobilized the war pigs, turned around, and began to flee without looking back.

The scrooge beast panicked and stomped everywhere with its huge pillar-like feet, crushing all the orcs around it.

The jet motorcycle rider soaring in the sky found the opportunity to dive. The power halberd in his hand aimed at the gap at the hinge joint of the thick armor and stabbed it hard.

"Pfft!"

Motorcycles and giant beasts passed each other.

The knight let go in time, leaving the power halberd deep in the beast's neck, and the beast... stayed in place.

"Bang!"

The tilted green beast threw up a large amount of dust.

By the way, he suppressed a bunch of bastards and snot monsters.

…………

Hive capital, upper nest area.

Satfaran dragged the three orc prisoners into the passage. The orc boy, who was tightly bound and had a bit on his mouth, was thrown in front of Kalamanda.

"Take it."

The Crow Guard warrior said calmly.

Captain Nightbat nodded with satisfaction.

Then he dragged the three orcs into the dark and deep passage. The orcs were blocked and speechless. They could only stare with frightened eyes. They sat on the floor and let the space warriors drag them along. They didn't know what was waiting for them. what will be.

…

Fu Qinghai looked at the sand table in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"Sir, it was me who entered with little force."

Li Hanxing admitted his mistake very simply.

Fu Qinghai ignored him, still staring at the virtual sand table projection in front of him, rubbing his chin and saying nothing.

A mere cavalry company in Li Hanxing dared to challenge an orc temporary stronghold, which was indeed a bit too cautious.

The orcs of the Snakebite Clan are not like the unabashed street brats of the Evil Sun Clan. They are very good at hiding, second only to the special operations boys of the Blood Ax Clan.

After receiving the signal from Li Hanxing, Fu Qinghai immediately ordered Tariha to go to support - Attila's barbarian cavalry was the closest there at the time. Otherwise, the jet motorcycle tactical team led by Satflan alone would be able to perform a series of actions such as beheading, capturing prisoners, and evacuating without any problem. However, Li Hanxing's death cavalry company may have to be handed over there.

Tariha felt a little proud after making great achievements but did not show it in particular. He stood aside and said nothing.

Qiao Shida also ignored Li Hanxing, the young guard officer, but looked at Fu Qinghai and asked:

"Khan, what are we waiting for?"

The two cavalrymen gathered enough intelligence.

The battlefield situation is now very obvious.

Fu Qinghai said slowly:

"I still don't know...why they have so many forces gathering on this planet."

"The orcs launched a so-and-so Waaagh. They simply wanted to fight and expand their power."

"Chaos warbands come out to rob slaves and resources, and sacrifice them to their bullshit gods."

"Klutes, who knows what these weird space mercenaries are thinking, maybe they are seeing war business coming? Maybe they want to colonize this planet? Who cares about them, they dare to drop the war ball ship to the ground, and connect it Just kill them together."

Joestar said loudly.

What he said was not bad.

The Orcs and the Khorne warband are two forces that do not need a reason to fight. They fight whenever they want and love to fight. War is their spiritual need rather than material need.

But this is too much of a coincidence.

If you don’t come early, you won’t come later, why don’t you come together now?

Occam's razor tells us:

Don't think about things you can't figure out.

"Waiting for the results of Kalamanda's interrogation to come out..."

Fu Qinghai straightened up and said:

"Let's take the next step."

…………

An unknown galaxy in the Segmentum Tempestus.

A wild planet.

In the green basin between the vast mountains, the dense jungle is dotted with stone towers, obelisks and stone rings. Many Eldar gather here and wait. They are dressed in simple and ancient clothes, and ride on their crotches a kind of dinosaur-like creature. giant creature.

"call out--"

The jet motorcycle landed slowly. The design and structure of this fiery red streamlined anti-gravity vehicle showed the elegance of the Eldar. Salamander Uslan got off the jet motorcycle, her slender and tall body wrapped in bone-white soul bone armor. She took off her mask, revealing a delicate and ethereal face.

She looked around at the fellow Savage Spirit Tribes who gathered around the stone altar. These distant relatives who chose self-exile tens of thousands of years ago were dressed very differently from her.

"I am Salamander Uslan."

The spirit girl said in a deep voice:

"The Howling Banshee of Phoenix Lord Asulman. I come from the Craftworld of Uthwe. I came here on the orders of the chief prophet of the Craftworld, Edrad Uthlan, to deliver a very important message to you. My compatriots!"

"We know who you are, Daughter of Eldrad."

A middle-aged Eldar said:

"We also know your purpose."

The eyes of the Eldar people looking at Salamander could not hide their vigilance and slight hostility. These Eldar people who chose to part ways with the fallen Eldar Empire thousands of years ago do not have much favorable impressions of their exiled compatriots from the Ark World. .

Salamander nodded and said:

"Very good. Everyone, my father has predicted that in the near future, a tomb world of the Necron dynasty will awaken in this galaxy, so I urge everyone to evacuate this planet as soon as possible. The Uthwe Arkworld is willing to accept it. You guys, please leave with me."

"No, we will not leave our homes!"

shouted a young Eldar man.

"Yes, this planet is the virgin world of the ancient Eldar. We will never allow it to be defiled by the hateful ribs!"

echoed another.

"Let the Necrons come and let them taste our power. Dinosaurs and shurikens are enough to defend our home!"

Some people even proposed arm wrestling with the Necron.

The Eldar and the Necrons are old rivals. The Old Ones created the Eldar and Orcs just to fight the war in heaven with the Necrons. They knew each other very well - if this wild Eldar still existed According to historical records.

"No."

Salamander shook his head and said:

"My father predicted that the Necron Overlord Trazyn the Endless will come here. You are no match for him. Follow me and leave. The Eldar have suffered enough, and we don't want to see the bloodshed of our compatriots anymore. and sacrifice.”

Everyone in the Wild Spirit Clan began to talk about it.

They had never heard of the character "Tarrazin the Endless", but they still had some idea of ​​what level a Necron Overlord was, so everyone began to have some different opinions.

This is tantamount to facing two undead dynasties.

An Eldar man dressed as a leader motioned for Salamander to follow him aside. The two walked into a coral stone sanctuary. The middle-aged Eldar man whispered:

"Daughter of the Prophet, you don't know something. We can't evacuate here because we have to protect an important place."

"Where?"

Salamander asked.

"There is a webway portal on this planet that leads to another planet in the Obscure Star Field. One of our ancient sacred objects is buried there. We must retrieve that sacred object before we can leave this planet, otherwise we will never leave. .”

The leader of the Wild Spirit Tribe said seriously.

Salamander couldn't help but frowned:

"What holy object?"

"Forgive me for not being able to tell you, daughter of the prophet."

"Okay, what planet is across the webway?"

"We went to conduct reconnaissance. That planet has been occupied by low-level monkeys and turned into what they call a hive world. They call it...Kernak 3 planet."

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