Warhammer: My Brother Is the Emperor.

Chapter 122
During the Great Crusade, the Iron Warriors encountered an alien called Hrud, which could release an entropy-increasing force field and accelerate the aging of matter.

At that time, the ruffian boss got a shot and instantly aged more than 3000 years. Although the primarch was immortal, it also greatly affected his mental state and became one of the reasons for the rebellion.

The benevolent father of Nurgle is in charge of decay and death, and the increase in entropy represents the increase in the degree of disorder and disorder. It is one of the domains of Nurgle, and it easily helps Perturabo solve the problem.

As a price, Perturabo helped to develop the Iron Plague of Geller, and spread it among the Dorne fleet, so that the golden sun could also taste the taste of losing a child.

Before arriving at the destination, the Dorne Legion fell into a tragic civil war, half of its strength was damaged, and it was easily defeated by the Shacklebreaker Legion that had completed the upgrade.

Seeing this, Said immediately ordered Dorn to retreat to the nearest naval fort, and at the same time mobilized nearby legions to come for reinforcements.

Glancing at the burning Olympia under his feet, Said secretly thought that the ruffian boss was cruel, but his sister and the people he knew lived there.

Olympia carries Perturabo's childhood, as long as it is still there, the ruffian boss's life still has a source, if it is destroyed, his life will only return home.

However, the ruffian boss said he would give up, so he gave up. He paid such a price just to give Donne a hard time. It can be said that he is disgusted to hurt others.

Thinking of this, he sighed, and calmly said: "Stop bombing, Perturabo won't come back, go to extermination order! Fleet set sail, reinforcement Nuceria!"

At the Ndraga Naval Base, where the remnants of the Dornish Legion gathered to defend against the attacks of the Iron Warriors and Shacklebreakers, hours and days passed, and corruption was spreading between the military port and the garrison's fortifications.

Through the Geller Iron Plague, Nurgle's blessing came to this steel fortress, data viruses polluted every wetware, and mutated tentacles swept across every orbital platform.

Soon, the naval fortress block became a demon engine, and the automatic defense turrets on it turned their muzzles and tilted their fire on the defenders.

After clearing the surrounding firepower, the landing operation began. Perturabo ignored the mutated metal armor on his body and called on the legion to launch an airborne attack.

Ndraga is not only a naval fortress, but also a group of factories and temples of industry composed of shipyards and arsenals. It is the best petri dish for iron plague.

The Lord of Iron decided to bury Donne and the planet together here.

Of course Dorne will not be caught without a fight, and his legion will swear to protect the world until reinforcements arrive.

There are more than 100 battle groups remaining, more than [-] Astartes, a nearly unlimited number of auxiliary documents, and the Titan Legion are ready to fight.

In the arsenal of the Naval Fortress, the production line is running wildly non-stop, producing weapons, war engines, and cyborgs to join the battle.

The coalition forces of Iron Warriors and Shacklebreakers descended from the sky, and the naval fortress fired artillery fire from the sky, like a giant beast struggling to defend itself.

A large number of landing pods were hit, and a Khorne-marked lander deviated from its course and exploded over the factory area. The explosion shock wave caused a flesh-and-blood Thunderhawk gunboat to lose control, spraying a large amount of infected liquid.

The Valkyrie and the Plaguebee chased the dogs between the giant gantry cranes, and the bombardment of destruction fell, bombs as huge as houses, turning the front line into debris and biomass soup.

Compared with other rebels, Perturabo was much richer, and he even had enough energy to support the Shacklebreaker allies, not only because Olympia was relatively rich, but also because a large number of Dorne ships had been captured in previous battles.

Through Nurgle's blessing, the ship's machine soul was rewritten, and the ship's hull was corrupted into a demon engine. Relying on these warships, the ruffian boss plundered the world around Nuceria and obtained a large number of military supplies and equipment.

Amidst the billowing spore exhaust gas, the first landing craft landed, and a large number of Iron Plague Warlords rushed out. Their bodies merged with the machines, with three heads and six arms, roaring and killing the defenders.

The Iron Plague Warriors are Perturabo's main force and cannon fodder, and through them, the Iron Warriors are able to fight a war of attrition against the Dornish Legion.

Like other Nurgle demons, Iron Plague warriors have rough skin and thick flesh, and often take a long time to concentrate fire to die. As soon as they appear, they fight against the auxiliary army.

Immediately afterwards, the Iron Warriors began to move, and the number of Iron Warriors was scarce, so they avoided frontal combat, and a small group raided to recover the temple.

The Recycling Ceremony stored a large number of resurrection factors and chemical recombination originals. The Iron Warriors sneaked into the village through teleportation, dropped Nurgle's gift, and then evacuated.

Unaware of this, the Recycling Sanctuary turned the contaminated materials into servants, weapons, and munitions, and when they rolled off the production line to be shipped to the battlefield, they mutated instantly, spraying large amounts of pus and causing widespread infection.

As a result, a large number of military forces were thrown into the battle to curb pollution, unable to reinforce the main battlefield.

Nurgle's plague combined with Perturabo's micromanagement, and the plague tactics were played out, such as the electronic virus invading the information network, the high-altitude bombing triggering the Geller Iron Plague, and transforming industrial facilities into mutated hell factories.

Perturabo let Dorne have a huge army but was exhausted. Not only was he embarrassed but also suffered heavy losses, he was overjoyed, and he turned on the planet radio and laughed:

"Dorne! Your stronghold shall be destroyed in the war of death, despair, and the scarlet!"

"Dorne! The hope and pride of you and the Legion will be shattered!"

"Dorne! Your empty prayers are not heard by God. God is dead! Killed by human logic!"

"Dawn, the angel of death has arrived, don't even think about getting rescued, reinforcements won't come until you die!"

Dorn replied: "My brother, I feel sorry for you when I see you abandon your loyalty, betray your oath, and join forces with blasphemy!"

"Father never let you down, gave you a legion, let you give full play to your talents, and prove your value for mankind, but you turned around and betrayed him!"

"As a minister, you are disloyal; as a son, you are not filial!"

Perturabo roared: "I am not wrong, the empire is just a farce of my father, I try to believe it, try to make it real, like hoping that the pavilions I designed will be the best in the new world. Use the same!"

"However, this is just my wishful thinking. Human beings are like a mess, unable to accept the real order! It's not me who is wrong, but human beings, a hopeless species!"

Don shook his head and sneered: "As always, you shirk responsibility for your mistakes. It's really bad. Do you know how His Royal Highness evaluates you?"

"Perturabo is a peerless bitter woman who wants to be honored but pretends not to care; wants to be hard-hearted but doesn't have that indifference; worships reason but is sentimental."

"Your adoptive father adopted you, but you think that the mediocrity of your home planet limits your excellence; the empire gives you a platform to play, but you are entangled in vain honor, you want to be a saint but lack a heart; you want to be a tyrant but And you lack decisiveness; you pursue excellence but entangle with mediocrity, you are a half-baked mediocrity!"

"Although I don't like His Royal Highness very much, I agree with his judgment of you. You are a mediocre person full of hatred!"

"Enough!" Perturabo broke through in an instant and roared, "Dawn, I want to fight you!"

(End of this chapter)