paranoianovel Chapter 320 The Forbidden Army’s Choice
Chapter 320 The Forbidden Army’s Choice
"Teacher, there's no need to read, it's true."
"Powerful warp turbulence will change the regional flow of time and must be mutually confirmed by stargazers and astropaths."
"But...it has really been ten years now. It is now Chapter 310."
.....
As soon as he arrived here, Yifeng felt strange. Where could there be so many new soldiers? The post-Wenk world also participated in the Battle of Comoros, and no soldiers returned to dormancy after the war and directly joined the battle group. There shouldn't be several here. Company troops.
At that time, Yifeng thought that this group of people was hiding their military power, and when the psychic war drum was beating, they did not provide full support.
result.....
Ten years of trek....
I missed my tercentenary! My feast~~~
There are benefits, at least when Yifeng is not in the main force, the army is much more peaceful.
The world is recuperating, and everyone is afraid that in the middle of a crucial war, they will suddenly receive the psychic war drum beat by the missing Yifeng, so there has been no big move.
Half of the military force was left in each place to defend the territory, while the other half used the pirate spirit of William's wandering period to harass the rebel world and alien strongholds with beatings and looting.
The opponent's defense density continues to decrease, which also helps to gather the enemy's effective strength.
Imagine a few thousand Primaris warriors wearing Terminator-level uniforms, running rampant in an already resource-poor area.
Any force would be frightened to see it.
If the rebel world is in such a mess, won't it have the power to attack our territory?
What? What should you do if you encounter bellicose greenskins?
A certain old general of the Necrons was still very capable and cleaned up very cleanly.
The Great Thousand World is right next door to the Sotec Dynasty. The Tyranids attacking this area were directly stopped by the Storm King. It can be said that it is easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree.
The world is full of pain and joy.
While developing and expanding slowly and healthily, we encountered a problem that has troubled mankind for tens of thousands of years - communication problems.
When the time limit required for communication exceeds a certain area, the central government's dominance over that area will decrease.
The system we adopt is similar to Guilliman's Heroic System, which allows a certain warrior to lead a region with full authority, commonly known as the county system.
This also caused the war group to inevitably fall into the problem of power dispersion. The power was dispersed among several "counties", that is, the lords, and they were unable to launch a powerful expedition on their own.
The empire is even more miserable than ours. Their small regional leaders have difficulty holding on to their own territories and are in a state of slow destruction.
The post-Wink world was okay, it was an independent and forgotten place. The technical sergeants stationed here had full scientific and technological exchanges with the members of the Anos Glory. The collision of ideas produced a wonderful chemical reaction.
"We need more anti-psionic materials. Brothers, we must rendezvous with the main fleet immediately. We can't wait any longer and set off as soon as possible."
The technical sergeant urged Yifeng and almost used a power wrench to push him away.
"Teacher! What are we doing here?"
"Wait until the Dark Angel's surgery is completed...then freeze him and sleep in the post-Wink world with the other recruits."
???
What do you know? The Dark Angel's unique tracking technology is very powerful. What if you don't hide better and catch up?
???
These guys have never dealt with the Dark Angels and don’t understand that for the weak, the Dark Angels are more bandits than bandits. If you send two warriors wearing power armor to return Eternal Sorrow, the probability of leaving empty-handed and destroying the corpse is 10%. Between fifty and fifty.
Yifeng refused to contact the Dark Angels. They were not trustworthy. For example, during the Indomitable Crusade, the parent group shouted and all the sub-groups disappeared without a word, causing huge losses to the expedition.
They are only suitable to form an army alone.
Unlike us, when the battle of Comoros was called, the soldiers of the Death Watch not only came, but also took the Inquisitor and other comrades away together.
If our troops are in the fleet of the Indomitable Expedition, the designation will be a detour, causing the entire fleet to go astray.
......
The Spear of Eternal Sorrow was unceremoniously haired. At the same time, everyone was a little confused as to why so many demons and Astartes were trying to grab a power spear.
Yifeng used it, and it was indeed extremely sharp. He stabbed the fine gold armor several times in a row and could penetrate it, but it was nothing special.
Xiaolan used it. The material is good. After dancing for a while, the barrel of the gun is very strong.
It wasn't until a recruit handed it to a technical sergeant that he discovered a clue.
This thing is psychic, right? What can you detect while wearing anti-psionic armor?
As soon as this idea came up, the technical sergeant who was connected to him immediately found a psyker. Although he didn't bring a think tank with him when he went out, he still had a team of psykers.
Then... the Techmarine watched as the young, vibrant psyker withered, aged, and reduced to a pile of bones.
The tip of the spear was suddenly swallowed by the dimensional black hole, and appeared three inches away from the technical sergeant's eyebrows. Wherever his eyes went, the tip of the spear followed him.
Even the technical sergeant wearing adamantine armor was shocked. If the psychic power were stronger and could break through 30% of the anti-psychic power, wouldn't it be possible to pierce the tactical eyepiece with one shot?
This is a great weapon to restrain us.
This report was immediately sent to Yifeng, which determined their subsequent itinerary. They would meet up with Kazanev and hand over the spear to Li Anjun for study.
——————————————————————————————————
Guilliman's "Great Expedition" has been organized for ten years. Under the deployment of the Logistics Department, the resources of the reconnaissance force have finally been allocated, and the first batch of ten fleets has set off.
Each of these fleets is worthy of the banner of an expeditionary force, but in this grand battle, their size can only serve as a fire reconnaissance force to clear out those ants that are not worthy of the main force.
The momentum of the second group of battleships was so great that even the veterans who had survived the Indomitable Crusade were surprised.
Each of the nine combined fleets is led by an ancient founding war group and equipped with a large number of warriors from other gene seeds.
In order to prevent some ruthless leaders from using the descendants of other seeds as bait like Horus back then, at least two of these other gene seed war groups are old groups from the second founding of the army.
This time, in order to completely clean up the empire, the expedition fleet set out from Terra, not only to kill enemies in the distance, but also to crush every restless planet in its path.
Regarding Yifeng's proposal to clean up the traitors, Alpharius's path was more thorough, not only in the highest political arena, but also in every planet and every human world. The entire empire was condensed together like the five hundred worlds back then, and it was unparalleled in the world.
The four gods will not rest peacefully. With the emotional waves brought about by the grand expedition, the power of the warp is churning endlessly. The most enjoyable ones are naturally Khorne and Tzeentch.
As well as Brother Go and Brother Mao.
The followers of Tzeentch began to do something. The last time his followers were all purified by Guilliman's rain of faith, and all of Terra became indestructible.
He put more power into the economically important cities.
The expeditionary fleet will destroy these rebel towns, destroy them without mercy, which is exactly what He wants to see.
No matter what the battle is, it is all humankind's own power. He only paid a few believers to pretend to be a rebellion in the important towns, and he was able to use the empire's own power to destroy these prosperous cities.
For example, vague traces of rebellion appear on the ships seen by observers, so that the astropaths cannot receive news of the upcoming expedition fleet, and that the empire's reconnaissance forces obtain wrong intelligence...
That's too simple.
In addition to being easily beaten by the emperor.
In response to this, our wise emperor, who is as omniscient and omnipotent as a god, and who is praised as a god by the state religion, asked Kaldor Diego to rush directly towards Tzeentch's Crystal Palace.
Many Tzeentch daemons constructed false realms of Tzeentch, even trying to disrupt Kaldor's audition by disguising the outskirts of Slaanesh's Palace of Desire as false targets...
After the invasion of the Ark Eldar, Nurgle's vitality was severely damaged. The Eldar with ultra-high technology were not so easy to invade. He died down, and his power almost shrank to the third place among the four evil gods. He was happily in the Garden of Nurgle. Hear the tales of lost travelers, then return to your tinkering cauldron to boil new inspiration into plague entities.
A fleet of Salamanders was sent to clean up. Interestingly, the Second Founding Legion assigned to him by Guilliman included the Silver Skulls and the Flesh Tearers Chapter of the Blood Angels. The executions of the Third Founding Chapter of the Skullbearers and its sub-chapter Chapter of the Skullbearers.
Belongs to the favored troops of Khorne, who has no relatives.
The Raven Guard Chapter, which has always seen dragons disappear, was considered by Guilliman to have insufficient frontal combat effectiveness, so he dispatched his own children, the Pioneers Chapter, which had been rebuilt and equipped with many anti-psionic armors donated by Yifeng. , and the Blood Drinkers, a sub-group of the Blood Angels (suspected of the second founding of the army)
The Imperial Fists Chapter is quite special. They did not send all their troops to attack. After all, they still have to defend Terra. The Ulysses Patriarch Chapter and the White Scars' Orc-specific Chapter, the Storm Lords Chapter, follow the old Chapter and actually undertake most of the combat tasks.
Another special one is the Dark Angels Chapter. They themselves called a large number of sub-groups to follow, and it was difficult for Guilliman to intervene, especially after the Lion King woke up. If the Lion King hadn't said "Listen to Guilliman" before entering the stasis position, Otherwise, they would not respond to this operation at all.
Guilliman hoped to send some battle groups who were proficient in communication and could break out of the encirclement to deliver information when contact was lost. His original sight was on the sub-group of the Raven Guard, but the oldest space shark did not respond at all. In desperation, Guilliman Mann changed his mind and dispatched the Destroyer Chapter and the Crimson Fist Chapter, the second formation of White Scar's army, hoping to win all the way without falling into a situation of losing contact. (All the sub-groups of the Dark Angels that survived the second establishment of the army are here, and their military strength is comparable to that of the Ultramarines)
The Space Wolves are more reassuring. Logan does not want to be the leader of a mixed army. Although he agrees with Guilliman's plan, the wolf brothers rush to the front, acting like scouts. They will be accompanied by the Doom Eagle Chapter and the Blamer.
The White Scars field the Black Archons, a reconstituted sub-chapter of the Ultramarines, and the Crimson Claws, a sub-chapter of the Iron Hands.
The Blood Angels cooperate with the Ravens, the Black Watch and the Iron Serpents.
The Iron Hands are relatively exclusive, fighting on their own with the Birds of Prey Chapter of the Crows and the Dawn Goddess Chapter of the Ultramarines.
Needless to say, the Ultramarines had a large number of sub-groups, with the Dark Crow Sub-group Reviled as the vanguard. Guilliman did not explicitly state that there were other old groups with seeds, but I am afraid only the Regent knew how many types of gene seeds there were.
Most of these ancient war groups deployed half of their forces to support this war. The Dark Angels emphasized that their destination must be the Ghoul Star Territory, and Guilliman readily agreed.
The Space Wolves' destination requirement is the Eye of Terror, and the Blood Angels are also competing for this position.
The Maelstrom is the area that the Imperial Fists are responsible for.
The rest will clear the rest of the empire's borders.
There are many areas that the Empire can completely pacify as long as it mobilizes its forces, but it has never been able to do so. Now under Guilliman's strong orders, it can be said that the entire Empire is dying, and the entire territory of the Human Empire is in the throes of the Astra Militarum. The half-defended state of support can also be said to be enough to shake the entire galaxy. Power gathered in the Sun Sanctuary, preparing to completely clean up everything.
According to the agreement, the Forbidden Forces and the Sisters of Silence will serve as the strongest force to rush to the expeditionary force at any time. Now, there are still some problems within the Forbidden Forces that need to be dealt with.
The winner prepares to fight the new Marshal of the Imperial Guard.
Ten years are enough time for the biologists of the Imperial Army to cure the winner, and his state does not need to enter the fearless state.
The current Marshal of the Forbidden Army has defeated all the second sequence qualifiers, and only the winner is left.
He was also one of the top brass of the Custodes who strongly supported Guilliman's plans.
The prestige of the winner cannot be underestimated. He is a veteran with high prestige. This time he went out and killed four powerful enemies of the same level head-on, which earned him a very high prestige.
Similarly, those Imperial Guards who opposed Guilliman's plan and rushed to support those "not important weapons" all stood behind the winner.
Only thirteen senior officials of the Forbidden Army read the report given by the winner and knew about the existence of the People's Light. For the winner, there was no option to support the expeditionary force.
He stood on the field, whether to support the nine expeditionary armies or the ten expeditionary armies.
Sometimes, the winner will be in a daze and feel that with the ridiculous combat power of Red Torrent, his support is not needed at all.
But if you have to fight, you have to fight. Find a reason to fight.
The arena for the two peak imperial guards was half the palace.
The winner had already entered the arena. Returning to his physical peak state, he twisted his neck and disappeared among the beautiful buildings.
The Marshal of the Forbidden Army walked step by step on the pilgrimage road. In order to ensure fairness, he did not wear the Achilles Terminator, but the ordinary shining gold battle armor and the standard sacred power sword.
In the eyes of the Forbidden Army, the wide avenue can be walked in just a few sprints. Both of them are from the Acolyte Army, and they are too familiar with this place.
"Victor, you are destined to fail. Most brothers have already recognized me. This is the fundamental thing."
"Just a fight, old friend, as usual."
The victor's voice came from all directions, echoing in the corridors and gaps in the statues of the surrounding buildings, making it impossible for the marshal to know his specific location.
"Then don't waste your time, brother, I know you too well."
The winner's first attack exceeded the marshal's expectations and shocked the referee.
When the winner arrived at a brother's observation point, he performed a striptease show on the spot.
For the first time, the marshal was hit by parts of the Forbidden Army's armor. The shining golden armor hit him with the sound of breaking wind.
The sharp golden battle helmet hit the marshal's sword blade, and the battle armor fell from the sky. The soldiers did not know how the winner threw these heavy armors into the air after losing the battle armor's backpack.
The winner smiles and uses the rules of physics, kid.
Only a metal component was left on his neck, which was used to secure the cape of the Imperial Guard.
The newly healed flesh still bore obvious scars. The winner stepped on the golden breastplate and landed on top of the marshal's head, perfectly hiding his body in the blind spot of the opponent's field of vision.
The marshal was very angry. What was going on? Is the winner surrendering?
The shadow caught in the corner of his eye revealed the traces of the winner, but he was close enough.
The golden breastplate blocked the marshal's heavy blow like a shield. The winner, who had taken off his armor, turned around and slashed flexibly, and the war blade moved lightly towards the tiny gaps in the marshal's armor.
"Are you crazy? Victor, you are simply crazy."
The marshal turned his armor and collided with the war blade with the thicker side. The winner flew out with the help of the reaction force and disappeared into the palace complex.
"Mechanics weaken us, brother. You can only realize this when you take off your armor. We are the perfect creatures created by our father, and the armor is just decoration."
The marshal sneered in response. For the Forbidden Army, the Yaojin armor did slow down their speed, but the increase in power it brought was definitely enough to make up for the shortcomings.
"If you were still wearing the armor, brother, even just half of it, you could have split open my old equipment just now."
The marshal can clearly see the winner. He moves between buildings at high speed, constantly turning, taking advantage of various geographical advantages, while the marshal just stands on the ground, motionless.
There shouldn't be so many words in the Custodes' battle.
The marshal set up a simple sword stand, simple but flawless.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the airflow caused by the winner's running was colliding. The marshal turned off the noise cancellation function in the helmet.
The winner hopes to cover the sound of his actions with the noise of the wind, and the marshal has the ability to distinguish the winner from the disturbance.
He appeared from behind the marshal, and the powerful slash of the war blade was easily blocked by the marshal's block. Even if there was an obstacle from the tip of the sword, the winner would retreat at the first touch.
"Stop testing. You can't break through my defense."
The Marshal moved into action, he had conserved a lot of energy and now it was time to strike.
Even the Imperial Guards who were watching the battle could only see sparks in the distance, and the strong air fluctuations distorted the figures of the two men. The onlookers could only admire such exquisite fighting skills.
Both sides have reached the pinnacle of martial arts.
"I can't figure out how you can win, winner."
"You should look at the problem from your opponent's perspective. I have been thinking about this question for a long time because their opponents are also looking for the answer to this question."
The feet are stepping on the strong wind, and the body is like lightning.
The sparks from the intersection of the blades splashed onto the winner's plump skin, and the huge reaction force was used by the winner. Through the rotation of the body and the pulling of the muscles, it turned into the power of the next chop.
Each sword of the marshal has to face the sum of the strength of the winner and the counterattack force of his previous sword.
He is not an ordinary person. With every shake of the Yaojin armor, bruises and tiny cracks will appear on the victor's body.
Even if the winner turns around against the golden armor, every part of the marshal's body will launch a fatal attack to invade the winner's body.
He could clearly hear the sound of his own bones breaking, and his newly healed body was shattering in disorder.
The winner is guiding the marshal step by step to make corresponding actions.
He's faster, that's the only advantage.
He is too familiar with this old brother. If he wants to defeat him, he can only succeed by making impossible moves when he hits the decisive blow.
The victor's blood flew up, and before the blood beads fell to the ground, his sword blade clashed with the marshal again. Every full impact would make the victor's injuries worse. After continuous stabs, the marshal finally made a move One of the actions expected by the winner.
The victor's body "slid past" against the marshal's armor. The marshal did not turn his head, but swung his blade to block a blow at will.
But the touch wasn't right.
The marshal turned around and saw that the winner caught the edge of his sword with his neck, and the only metal ring used to secure the cloak was broken.
The blade is so close that the marshal can feel the slight bulging of blood vessels caused by the next beat of the opponent's heartbeat, allowing the sacred power sword to cut through his aorta,
The victor stopped, and so did the marshal.
One of the Marshal's eyes was filled with the light of decomposing his position. He had no doubt that the energy of the sacred power sword would penetrate into his body the next moment after the pierced tactical eyepiece.
"Is this a tie? Bro."
"No, I lost," said the winner. "This style of play is not suitable for boosting morale on the frontal battlefield and leading an army to defeat the opponent in a dignified manner."
"Theoretically, you win, the winner, just change a weapon, the most basic lightning claw will do."
Switch to a weapon that can destroy organic matter when it comes into contact with flesh, and you win.
"You can't count it that way, brother, look at my body." The winner smiled happily, with tiny scratches all over his body.
"How on earth did you come up with such a crazy way to play?"
"Brother, have you read my report? I was thinking about how the opponents of the Adamantine Armor, those silly Chaos warriors, would use to deal with the Red Torrent warriors. I have been thinking about it for a long time, really."
The winner pointed to his head.
"Inducing them to turn their heads and shoot the tactical eyepiece with the prepared weapon may be the optimal solution. Of course, for us, just split it."
The sacred power sword roared, and even fine gold could not stop the will of the Emperor it represented.
"I understand, brother, support ten expeditionary armies."