God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Soldiers, what a glorious day this is. I will fight alongside you in the name of God Emperor and Imperium of Man."

Arek at this moment Not only is there no chaos in his mind, but an unprecedented calm and clear spirit. Everything taught by the Faith Academy in the past appeared in his mind.

He knows what the soldiers want to hear.

"Today, we are about to face a great battle. This is a very critical battle. If we fail to make up our minds and the firm will required to carry out this great task, we will pronounce the verdict. With the destiny of billions of compatriots, what awaits us will be a future woven with cursed dark life and endless torture! On the way to battle, don’t stop the trigger, even if you let the enemy go However, in the eyes of the God Emperor, such a sad moment of life was prolonged, and his soul will never be forgiven! Tolerate the heresy, and we will be no different from evil spirits."

He paused. , As if concentrated attention completely stared at the evil in his speech.

Coincidentally, this pause also allows the audience to chew on what he just said. Some characteristics of the strong belief that Yarek exudes can allow soldiers to eliminate distractions and concentrate their thoughts on Target.

Then, suddenly, the atmosphere of the speech changed.

Arek switched from a priest who was preaching to an officer who assigned tasks to his subordinates, telling them what he should know.

"It is true that the road ahead is full of thorns. The danger of this battle is like walking through a sea of ​​lava and poisonous swamps... I have been to Taran once, and the sandstorm there is strong enough to smash people in a few seconds. There are only skeletons left, but even this kind of danger is not worth mentioning with what we are about to encounter."

Although it is strange, these should be disturbing. His statement, but he made it seem like a challenge that pure men are fortunate to overcome.

"We are making a lot of money."

He paused, then laughed, as if he expected the whole army to go along with his cold joke, but in fact it did. Few.

Then his words became cruel again.

"We have made a lot of money without you. Soon we will be able to eliminate tens of thousands of rebellions and heretics, but they will have nothing to do with us. More importantly, we have previously The signal sent has received a response, and you absolutely never expected who would come."

His words successfully aroused the interest of the soldiers, and everyone seemed to see hope in despair.

"An Astarte Order is coming! As long as we hold on, we can reclaim the glory of God Emperor by hundreds of millions of lost souls!"

K, you are such a damn liar.

This is what he said to his gnashing teeth in his heart at this moment.

Actually, he never received a signal from the Astarte Order to come, nor did other signals. They were isolated and helpless from the very beginning.

But he had to do this, the soldiers needed a hope.

He stopped again to let the soldiers digest what he had just said. Many people seemed very excited, and cheers and shouts even appeared on the defense line.

The low morale has finally begun to be pulled back.

His goal can be regarded as achieved.

"So, today, we will fight and kill mercilessly, for the God Emperor!"

The soldiers responded with a neat roar.

"For the God Emperor!!!"

At this time, countless pairs of feet began to step across the fire sea-the enemy launched an attack on the temporarily reinforced ancient castle.

Under this poor visibility, it is difficult to judge the number of opponents, but Yarek estimates that there are at least 50,000 people in the direction of the front entrance, and even more in other directions.

The main elements of these heretics are armed civilians, as well as those so-called religious figures.

In the eyes of Yarek, they are not so much soldiers, but more like a group of ignorant thugs, matching the fanatical thinking mode of the state religion.

He believes that today’s disasters are due to people’s fanaticism. They follow the steps of those heretics without thinking and worship Power of Darkness as a god.

The priests, who are the state religion, should have eradicated this kind of thinking and let them know when they are lost.

Obviously, this is not the case.

People have encountered a crisis of faith for some reason, standing at the crossroads of epistemology, and turning their backs on the God Emperor worshipped in the past.

Arik can't help but wonder, what is this for?

What can be used to replace the concept of God Emperor?

There are a lot of questions that make Yarek uneasy.

What kind of power or concept can subvert the God Emperor's supremacy in the hearts of the priests?

In addition to vicious subversive activities, what else do they intend to do?

If they defeated Imperium's last armed forces here, what are their next plans?

How many enemies are there in that thick fog?

But soon, these are not problems.

The leader of the enemy army drove a large group of believers to rush up, and the heretics full of tattoos chanted, and drums could be heard in the crowd.

There is no doubt that the enemy's commander also intends to use those believers as cannon fodder to fill the trenches and gates.

The artillery has poured artillery fire on the enemy’s front for 20 minutes. They have caused considerable damage. The ground outside the trenches is densely covered with craters and corpses. The watchmen on the walls guide the artillery strikes the most Dense enemy groups.

The trajectory was constantly adjusted, and the shells fell into the enemy's front, raising flames and wreckage, and throwing broken bodies into the air.

But they still succeeded.

"Infantry company ready!"

Yarik issued instructions to the warrior guarding the gate and the wall. His intention is to make light weapons resist these attacks as much as possible, because he needs to save heavy weapons on more threatening targets.

The soldiers of the Imperium army became confident again after the motivation just now. Most of them used laser guns to aim at the enemy in the distance, and a few even blades and swords unsheathing, waiting for the opponent to arrive at the gate.

Some cultists have already crossed the fire sea, and they continue to flock to the bridge leading to the gate.

"Fire!"

When the screaming sound of the laser gun sounded, the bridge was suddenly filled with corpses, and more silhouettes fell directly into the trench.

At the same time, the rocket screamed and jumped towards the high wall, and the enemy's artillery tried to launch a counterattack.

The retaining wall is extremely important at this time. It can help Astra Militarum offset part of the enemy's quantitative advantage, so Yarik wants to suppress the enemy's artillery position first, but he is worried about the ammunition.

After leaving the command post, he found the temporary artillery commander Aluka near the old stable of the castle.

"Is there enough ammunition?"

The top commander on the front line asked nervously.

"Uh...Strictly speaking, it’s a bit difficult. Basilisk only has an average of two bases. The mortars are better, but no more than five bases. There are really not many rockets, I was thinking The way to make those Nine Headed Snake come in handy."

The mortars muffled behind them, and Yarik heard more rockets roaring towards the wall.

"Can your people pinpoint the source of those rockets? You have to get rid of them before those guys blow up the walls."

Aluka nodded.

"I don't know how they deployed the artillery so quickly?"

The artillery commander gave his command to the warrior whispered.

"Foresee our retreat route in advance? Overhear our communication?"

Arik speculated.

"Impossible, the channel is confidential."

"That is our luck."

The political commissar is shrugged.

"Not the first time today."