"Brothers!" Claude raised the lightning hammer in his hand and pointed at the burning world beneath his feet, "This is the invasion of Chaos!" Those shameful traitors, the cursed, are spreading disaster and death in the Emperor's territory! The Emperor's loyal subjects are being slaughtered! We are the guardian shield, we are the Emperor's Angel of Death in the Emperor's holy name, and we will not allow this crime to continue to happen! ”

The company commander shouted impassionedly, then gave way to the back slightly, and then, in a low exclamation, a huge figure slowly appeared in the center of the cabin. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The sacred golden shell and inscriptions, coupled with the heavy armor, the giant power fist and multi-barreled hot melt cannon galloping with the Emperor's Wrath, undoubtedly showed its glorious history, and his armor was engraved with his legendary deeds.

The first warlord of the Guardian Shield, Antak, the Caretaker, the Hand of the Garrison, has descended here.

"I'm Antak...... You may have heard my name, and I only ask you for one thing now...... Join me in striking at these Chaos traitors and show them the Emperor's justice! ”

"Insight and beyond!" Claude raised the lightning hammer in his hand, "Bring death and the Emperor's judgment to the traitors!" Dorne and the Emperor are with us! ”

The battle cry seemed to kick off the war, and in an instant, more than a dozen landing silos were ejected from the battleship, like flaming meteors, straight to the metal ground of Lendeneum.

Dauntless strode towards a login warehouse, while the Master Forge was leading his station, regimental servants, and servant skulls around the ancient warband relics for the final maintenance.

"Elder, are you sure you're going to be the first to strike?" The forge master asked about the order to attack, and the fleet of the Guardian Shield was already running at full speed, and groups of warriors either entered the login chamber or walked into the thunder eagle, sailing to the battlefield below with the storm and war cry, "We don't know the exact situation of the battlefield below, but I think you should wait until the most critical moment to intervene in the battlefield anyway." ”

"Your advice is sound, Master Blacksmith, but you are a technical sergeant, not a commander, and I am not just a commander, but a dreadnought." Antak's deep voice came from the Holy Ark, "I must do this, now is the most critical moment, the slightest hesitation will cause great losses, not to mention, I can't watch the young brothers of the warband fight bloodyly below, while I have nothing to do here." ”

"Then, I will serve you with all my might." So said the Master Blacksmith.

"No, you need to stay on board, we need someone to take care of our weapons and equipment, and to take care of the sacred heritage and sleeping mechs. You will be more helpful here. Antak placed his mechanical body in the middle of the parachute pod, and waited there for the servants to adjust his seat for him, "Alright, it's time for me to go." Pray for our triumph, Master Smith. ”

"May the mechanical spirit be with you, then, Elder." The blacksmith pressed the drop button, the hatch slowly opened, and then, the drop chamber quickly sliced through the atmosphere and fell straight towards Lendinium.

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"Your Excellency Inquisitor, the Guardian Shield Warband has arrived." In a dilapidated high-rise building outside the battlefield where cannon fodder was flying, a soldier in black carapace armor with a gray cloak on his back reported to Inquisitor Antaris, who was wearing black power armor and holding a telescope to observe the battlefield in the distance, "They have intervened in the battlefield. ”

"I saw it, and they were really involved." Antaris shook his head, "How prepared are the Wanderer Storm Band?" ”

"Ready, my lord, we can go at any time, where should we go next?"

The black-armored soldier asked, his fingers resting on the button of the Purgatory Beam Gun, a hideous chainsaw sword hanging from his waist, seemingly ready to join the fray.

"Let Alice take a squad to the Forensic Fortress, we need more help, and then, let Ryan take the Wanderer to the Lower Lair to join Konstantin...... We can't let that mechanical priest take the initiative. ”

Then, the inquisitor stood up, "As for me, I will take my acolytes to find someone who can change the situation now." Act, soldier. ”

The black-armored soldier left in silence, vanishing like a ghost.

Then, Antaris turned around and looked at the sky, where a flaming meteor streaked across the horizon and landed straight into the distance.

Antaris closed his helmet, the divine mechism activated, and the power of the mekhana began to surge within the power armor, and Antaris drew his power sword and composite plasma-hot gun, and jumped off the building.

With a loud roar, Antaris fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, and then the Inquisitor slowly got up.

"Djefors, Val, Jackson, Omni, Victor, it's time for us to go."

A silent group of acolytes emerged from around and stood behind the Inquisitor, a fully modified Sergeant Dejefors standing on the left with a sniper blaster, and Val standing beside him with a plasma rifle.

On the right, Jackson, dressed in carapace armor and armed with a hot melt gun, and Omemini, impatiently holding two poison dart guns, stand on the right, while in the center, Victor still has his head down, muttering something.

"My lord, the goal?" Djefors asked, his otherwise calm voice mechanically modified to add some mechanical friction noise.

"Go to the Space Marines, we have to fight for more weight for victory."

Antaris said this without looking back, and strode forward.

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Longkong didn't know where the confidence came from, and swore to me that the scale of Ulanor was bigger than the Beast Rising. The reason is that the beast is the remnants of Ulanno...... I don't know what to say about him, it's been more than 1,500 years from HH to the rise of the beast, and it's strange that he didn't want to be resurrected by blood for so long by letting the orcs farm.

The official statement:

544.M32 Orc Rise The Orc invasion gradually accumulated, eventually forming the largest greenskin invasion in galactic history. Even Horus's victory over Ourano, which had won the power of the commander, was dwarfed by the orcs he had defeated. Massive orcs wreak havoc across the Empire, leaving no safe place for them to conquer the galaxy. It was not until the Empire resorted to the most extreme measures and the heavy sacrifices of the Astarte Monks that the rolling green tide was suppressed from all sides.