Chapter 121: Vulture Squad
"Ahh
Fabius Spayr, possessed by an angel, roared in the sky, and the holy sword had been completely transformed into a blazing flame whip by the fire of heaven, attacking frantically like a fanatical gladiator.
When his own former legion finally came to cover his attack, the man had a few other emotions coming out of his human body besides the Heavenly Armor.
"Damn bastard!"
On the other hand, when the sacrificial group was defeated by the heavy infantry of the Ultramarines, the Black King Akhan also completely lost most of his mana supply. A third of the dozens of priests behind him who had been in charge of refueling had to withdraw from the battlefield because of the Assassin raid. Another group had been knocked down by the fearless charge of the heavily armored legions, and even three priests were sensed by Akhan to have fallen into a deep sleep when they teleported back to the Black Pyramid, and had received fatal wounds that would take a long time to awaken again.
Like a large-scale project without an energy supply, Akhan felt that his surging power had begun to slowly decline due to the lack of magic supply, which was terrifying.
The flaming Sword of Judgment had already ignited the wheels of the chariot, and several giant beasts responsible for making the chariot move had also been killed, and the entire battlefield was gradually advanced by the Sigmar Empire legions, who suddenly had the absolute upper hand in numbers, and everything seemed irreparable.
At this time, nearly half of the people in the City of Redemption who could fight had turned into heroic warriors and rushed to the battlefield, but even these people had begun to be unable to resist the increasingly ferocious attacks.
However, at this time, the commander-in-chief of the Redemption City, [Endless One] Kelly, and the Sigmar Emperor [Pioneer] St. Giles both felt a strong sense of oppression rushing over their faces, and even the eyes and hearts of the two of them converged on one point.
"Hurry up!"
St. Giles looked at the crumbling Astarte front, and almost cried out, for he had probably guessed what the reinforcements would be, and the cunning king was not willing to take any chances.
"Quick—"
At this time, Kelly was staring at the array of reinforcements that were getting closer and closer, and the thick smoke that was crashing through the hills was billowing out, and she almost couldn't help but take action herself.
"Victory is ahead, all rush with me!"
The steel fist of the Captain Calga glowed brightly, almost knocking over the old warriors who were already getting older in front of him, and beside him, the fierce warriors of the Ultramarines had slowly appeared beside him, each of whom had already defeated several of Astarte's enemies.
The civilians of the City of Redemption were beaten back to their original shapes, and when the armor was shattered, a heavy hammer and a long sword directly ended the lives of these fighters who were willing to sacrifice everything for freedom.
The scepter had been shattered, and Akhan had no choice but to jump out of his chariot and use his sword, which was not yet a sacred weapon, to fight the Seraphic Angel floating high in the air and burning with rage, with little chance of victory.
Everything looked so desperate, until the roar of the earth-shattering engines finally covered the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, and everyone knew that there was a new twist in the tide of battle.
"Second Brother Mao is on top! Boys, jump for me! WAAAAAGH!!! ”
A battered bomber swept across the battlefield, and the creature could barely "glide" through the air in a crooked way.
But it did reach the battlefield, and it served its purpose.
In the cockpit, well, or probably at the front of the cockpit, a deep voice with a thick Imperial West accent roared, as if directing the members of the plane to parachute.
Until one by one, big green orcs with machetes and tattered large-caliber pistols, carrying rocket backpacks, fell directly from the plane's original bomb bay like meteorites. It was only then that people remembered that this particular mercenary had never had something called a parachute, they didn't need it.
"Vulture Squad?!"
"Vulture Squad!"
Almost at the same time, Kelly and St. Giles shouted, for the plane was so familiar that there was no one who had not heard of the legend of these murderous orc mercenaries.
The Orc War Chieftain, the heavenly Zugstuka, he and his vulture squad are the blackest, bloodiest, but also the most capable mercenaries on the entire continent.
The name comes from the huge and dilapidated bomber piloted by Zugstuka, the Vulture.
Each time the legendary orc would drop his men directly from the bomb bay, these sturdy orc warriors rushed straight into the battlefield with their crude rocket backpack adjustment location, inflicting terrible enemy battle damage and morale damage before engaging the enemy, which can be described as invincible.
And why did the Vulture, which was originally a powerful and advanced vulture, become as tattered as non-combustible garbage, which is the special hobby of this orc boss who has pursued speed and flight all his life.
"Boys, the target is the dark humans, waaaaagh with me!!"
A large orc wearing a military coat and a military hat with a large brim got out of the cockpit, and jumped down directly, rushing directly towards the Imperial Heavy Armor Corps on the ground with greater momentum.
As for the slowly falling "unmanned" vulture, who cares about it, its owner doesn't care anyway, the orcs only care about the fight and the roar of rushing to the battle line, nothing else matters.
“waaaaagh!!” The orc boys let out a savage battle cry and smashed directly into the dense crowd of Imperial heavy armoured troops like meteorites.
In an instant, the nine hundred elite storm boys of the orc [Blood Axe Clan] cleared a large area of elite human infantry in an instant, and then began their own bloody and brutal battle.
"Hahahahahaha Damn humanity meets again! ”
As for Zugstuka himself, he keenly noticed the [Emperor's Fist] legion leader Dorn wielding a giant sword in the crowd, and his heavy boots directly kicked the powerful warrior who was fighting dozens of meters away, knocking down dozens of ordinary warriors before finally stopping.
It was only then that people discovered that the terrifying thing about this powerful orc mercenary leader, or rogue leader, was not only the rapid maneuvering battle plan and the notoriety of always attacking from the sky.
Zugstuka, this orc, as one of the bosses of the Blood Axe Orcs, his body shape is by no means comparable to ordinary humans.
The orc's nearly three-meter-solid body, holding a gold-inlaid command knife and a significantly larger and more powerful spear, was dressed like a grassroots commander of the Sigma Empire, wearing a long trench coat that obviously didn't fit well, and a commander's military hat.
But from those small red eyes, one could only see that the endless hatred and the insane thirst for battle could not be contained.