Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 200 The Red Pirate's General Attack
The death of the alien turned into fireworks and painted the entire void, and those dark and terrifying things were swept away. The joint force of the Imperial Guard and Tie still has a full three hundred battleships, although it is not an advantage for the remaining Red Pirate flagship force. But it can resist for a long time.

The Imperial Guard had to breathe a sigh of relief, but it was not a good thing for Tau. This alliance was not strong. After the collapse of the Eldar, Tau actually wanted to quit.

In the command room of the Iron Gate of the Imperial Guard, Shui's virtual image couldn't help saying while enjoying the joy of survival. "Congratulations on the victory, we will not join the empire's occupation of the Eldar, nor will we continue to stay in the empire, but please let us use the Mandeville point to leave, otherwise our alliance may change"

This is the case when there is no consistent interest. For titanium, the red pirates and titanium have no deep hatred, and they will not attack them. As long as the red pirates are not stupid, titanium can completely kill the donkey.

The imperial guards are not easy to save fuel. They are friends today and enemies tomorrow. It doesn't matter to them. As long as those titanium are ready to leave, they don't want to walk out of the gate of steel.

The sword is on the verge, and the Imperial Guard will fire their weapons as soon as the Titanium starts the engine at this moment, but Alan Baier, who is playing with the Eldar poison crystal gun, said. "What do those traitors pay you, the Imperial Guard will give you more."

Said the Titanium. "This is confidential, we..." They thought for a while.

"We are only willing to disclose the relevant situation to Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair."

Alan Baier looked at the color of the gleaming poisonous crystal under the promethium lamp, and replied. "Can."

He walked to his personal private room, which has a good level of secrecy, and the channel is also switched to a private channel.

Shuishi said, "He promised to give us the history of the human empire, a long history of 1 years and related documents, and those things will be dated through our anti-counterfeiting certification, and then sorted out and sent to the world. "

Alan Baier scratched his head. "Did you know that there are veterans from 1 years ago among the Red Pirates? Even if you use their loincloths to carve something, you can't tell if it's true or not."

"And you have worked so hard for a few things that look like cultural relics?"

The high-ranking members of the Tau clan and the Shui clan were silent. They were fulfilling their responsibilities, but facing a group of old people who had lived for thousands of years, this new race didn't have much choice.

Alan Baier hit the iron with heat. "Do you believe me? I can tell you the real civilization, starting from 2 years ago..."

"Twenty thousand?!" Such a long timeline is like a fantasy for the young race of Tau, even the most primitive legend of the Tau race has been proved to be less than 1 years old.

"Humans have used AI, electronic equipment, and are proficient in this. Humans have established a galaxy-level multi-racial alliance, and even accommodated the Eldar and Green Skins." Alan Baier said, and the man swallowed.

"I can't believe it, if what you said is true, okay, it's worth it... We won't leave, but please tell us what you know." The senior executives of the Water family bowed and devoted themselves to consulting those mysteries...

But one family rejoiced and one family complained. After the main force of the Red Pirates got the information, this matter became strange. You know, they originally planned to enter the battlefield after the battle situation stabilized, but only half a day later, Tie suddenly betrayed them. The clan also fled in all directions, and the loss of the green skins had already been counted, but this matter was not on the minds of the traitors.

Sir Rusfan stood up from his poor-quality scarlet throne in disbelief, and batches of cultists and traitors under him, some of them were fallen Star Guards, and even judges and psykers who were bewitched by demons Even its distinguished guests, but now those people can only lower their heads.

Big defeat, although the aliens are weak and incompetent, but ask yourself, can they!One hundred versus six hundred, even a wheel battle is enough to make people exhausted.

"Is this the army that defeated Vengar?" Sir Rusvan smiled wryly. He always felt that he was more a descendant of the Blood Angels than that guy, even though he was not a space warrior, but claimed to have inherited its spirit or something.

But he'd tried with all his might to pull this rotten empire out of hell and ruin, and now he was smothered by the fumes from that damned old machine.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Anger made him start to smash his own things, even though he regarded the huge flagship as his soul, but now his rage was unstoppable.

Things flew out indiscriminately, embedded in the wall in the strange force caused by the mutation, the influence of the subspace made his teeth bared, and his fingernails became slender, like a demon.

"Attack them, attack, press them all up, line up in a surprise attack, A-word forward, align the cannons, light spears heat up!"

Those bloody things and warp space filthy imperial engines roared slowly, the Chaos gods doted on this team, and there were many marks from the four destructive powers on its battleships, composed of fallen nobles, traitors, and psykers. The team formed, and its warships are also mixed.

They are not fine crafts, at least there are many civilian ships among them, such as imperial transport ships, they are merchant ships, cargo ships and support ships, they shuttle on the space routes, carrying the lifeblood of the empire.

From dozens of transport ships for a planetary invasion, to hundreds or even thousands of transport ships involved in the Gothic War.The humble transport ships are as crucial to the victory of the war as the mighty warships they support.

Although slow, poorly maneuverable, and poorly equipped, transport ships were often used for self-defense in combat.

Fighting against impossible conditions, such battles would inevitably take a heavy toll on transport ships, as they would be no match for a dedicated warship.

But its huge number is the core of the chaos army, and the large number of mortal cultists and slave troops are the wealth that those guys plundered from the empire.

At the same time, there are also a large number of armed cargo ships, giant battleships equipped with large-caliber automatic guns and a small number of large guns, but they are only one kilometer long.

But besides such rubbish, the Chaos traitors also have a large number of moon-class cruisers and a few black ships of the Tribunal. The black ships of the Trial Court are special "strike cruisers" used by the Trial Court.

They are not to be confused with the black ship fleet of the Adeptus Astra Telepathica, which collects psykers throughout the Empire and transports them to Terra.

The Black Ships of the Inquisition serve a wider purpose, serving as messengers of Imperial justice and ensuring that all Imperial laws are fully upheld.

Common ships of the Empire have armored prows for protection when colliding with or approaching enemy ships, and are painted gray steel.

Other ships of the Empire always sailed with lights on to prevent collisions, and would turn on more lights to "illuminate the enemy" during battle.

Blackships, however, had none of this: they had no lights of any kind (no lights or signal lights), their hulls were painted black (literally "black ships"), and they had blunt prows.The Black Ships predate the Inquisition's use of them in the 41st Millennium.

Their presence has been noted as far back as the Horus Heresy, as described by Nathaniel Garro, a Death Guard loyalist.

"The fleet of the Adeptus Astartes is the sword that slays the enemies of Terra, and the Black Ship is the Hammer of the Witch."

The irony is that those things that are smeared with the imprint of the Chaos Gods are slowly moving forward, coming to the empire, those judges who once represented the human elite joined this way under the bewitching of the demons and the extermination of the trial court, They have completely gone against those who once protected the empire, but they are still powerful executioners.

In addition to those powerful things, the escort aircraft carrier is still a powerful force that cannot be ignored. This behemoth transformed from a cargo ship has its internal warehouse converted into an armory, which can carry hundreds of void fighters, such as the most classic Fury Fighter.

And although this unit is not considered elite, they do not have destroyers, and they are all transformed from civilian armed forces, except for those, which are directly a large number of cruisers and a few very few strategic ships.

A large number, troublesome, and deadly, is their destined choice, as if they are not human beings, but have become other races, with a hint of madness.

The red color dyed the panel of the auspicious instrument. They didn't have any cover-ups, and they came on the premise of starting a war. They were all human beings, but traitors were traitors.

Marcato looked at the augury instrument meaningfully. The war was imminent. Titanium, the Imperial Guard and the Mechanicus were rarely on the same side, but there were more people who could smell it than him.

In the dark of the Void and away from the battlefield, one eye caressed the core of the Merovingian, his big green face grinning as he realized this could be their chance to leap.

The orc boys have waited too long, and the Bloodaxes are hungry. As long as they reach the Mandeville point, they can receive the signal from the previous teleport anchor ship, and then use the jump engine to leave this area.

"It's been too long, I can't take it anymore!" the orc colonel complained to One-Eyed.

One-eyed is just saying. "It's nothing, don't worry, humans and humans, no matter who wins, we can win."

"Boys, how's the bumper gear going?"

"waaaaahhgboss!"

"It's ready, it's the biggest, waaaagh thing we can make!" Giba replied.

The so-called collision angle is just a huge bump made of many waste materials on Meroving's body. It is already far larger than any human creation, but its essence is just a mountain of garbage. Made of garbage, it spans a mountain of orc garbage the size of a continent.

This crazy thing is the only attack method of Omen Ark today, and it is powerful enough to penetrate a planetary engine of the same level in one blow. It only needs some garbage and more whimsy.

Orcs are such creatures, they are cunning, greedy, stupid and...

terrible.

And in the void, the confrontation between the Imperial Guard and the Red Pirate traitor troops has already begun. They are completely unaware of the orc's plan. They only see the light spears firing alternately, and the battleship drips a mixture of dissolved metal and human flesh, like a meat grinder. The war in the void continues.

The firepower of the electromagnetic cannon and the Steel Gate is strong, and the imperial civilian ships are even more vulnerable. Under the cover of the Steel Gate, the Imperial Guard has an advantage everywhere.

The burst of light from the huge battleships biting each other in the void made Pan Lan clearly visible on the sky. The Founding Governor stroked his daughter's head and looked up from the ground.

"Are they fighting?" Arya asked.

the governor replied. "That's right, the Star Militia Army is the thorn in the side of those traitors, they are as irreconcilable as fire and water."

"It's been a long time and fighting for the sky full of fireworks today."

His monitor looked at the sky, and the thick and fuzzy atmosphere could not prevent the people on Pan Lan from witnessing the miracle of war. There are no stars in this world, but sacrifices and deaths have forged a clearly visible "Galaxy" that stretches across the equator of the planet.

It is beautiful, but creepy, because those twinkling stars are not stars, but life.

The imperial guards are pressing forward at this moment, they have gained a strategic advantage, and moving forward with this, the leader of the red pirate nobles cursed, but the disadvantage can no longer be changed. The imperial guards and Steel Gate have completed the miracle of 1 enemy 10, the emperor Huang Zai Gao Tian slowly praised his children for their brave gesture.

Victory is in sight, and the light of the stars is expanding outwards, the Governor laughed. "We're going to win!"

Arya asked. "If the Imperial Guard loses, will we choose to surrender?"

said the governor. "We rejected it once, and the second time, and the third time. We are different from those humble bugs. We have seen the light, and we can no longer succumb to the darkness."

Yes, the light is moving forward, the honor of the Imperial Guard and the light of the Star Militia are attacking with the fury of the Emperor, after the noble's strike cruiser was bombarded by the lance, he hastily insulted the Imperial Guard and the Imperial Navy, Especially titanium.

But the disadvantage was irreparable. The Bordello was in front of him and defeated countless traitors. Alan Bayer proposed next to the captain to smash the opposite deck with a cannon, and the void shield was paralyzed with the help of titanium.

The victory was close at hand. General Marcato lay in the command room gratified. He watched the reinforcements arriving in two days and took a sip of coffee.

"It's really bitter, but it's sweet, no wonder he likes it..."

Marcato is a hero, he can let go of his burden now, he wrote a letter of appointment, entrusting Alan Bayer as the commander-in-chief of the interim expeditionary force of the Star Border Force, commander-in-chief, and transmitted it to the database of the Imperial Guard with a tablet.

Soon the order became known, and Alan Bair answered. "Damn, this job is exhausting, I don't want it!"

Marcato just said. "One day you will need to take over my task."

But when he wanted to say the next sentence, the bird divination instrument let out a rapid roar.

The astropath linked the receptors, he yelled. "There is something, so big, a planetary engine, it is... the Ark of Omen?! It is hitting us?!"

(End of this chapter)