As dawn appeared on the gray horizon, as its first rays swept across the wasteland plains, the sentinels stared at the cold, dusty earth with sour eyelids at the outposts of the outer defenses of the city.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and the sentries standing guard, the sentries waiting to change guards, and the sentries wrapped in sleeping bags all looked behind them, it was Aoyama Khan, the leader of the Iron Float Slaughter Regiment, leading several Space Marines, who were patrolling the outer defense line.

Several thinly dressed sentinels hurriedly stood up and saluted, staring at the group of Space Marines wearing black and gold power armor with awe. The tall terracotta steel giant looked very indifferent, and the eyepiece swept over them, and then swept over the surrounding fortifications, and then turned away.

They didn't speak—maybe they did, in the internal communication channel, but apparently, the Space Marines didn't want to share the conversation with them.

The sentinel guessed correctly, Fu Qinghai was indeed talking to several subordinates about the defense deployment of the nest capital.

"Minefields, barbed wire, tank traps, anti-tank trenches...... It looks pretty decent. ”

Fu Qinghai's voice sounded in the communication channel.

Trenches and low walls were attached to the pillboxes and were simply reinforced with quick-hardening cement and steel reinforcement. The bunker has multiple perforations for heavy weapons, sandbags around the weapon positions, and barricades filled with rubble, crumpled steel plates, and bulletproof armor at the intersections.

This is the outer line of defense outside the wall, and the main body of the nest capital, including the wall, is also protected by multiple void shield arrays.

"Strong fortresses are often breached from within, and it took me and Satyfaran a lot of time to identify, screen, and purge heretics from within the nest."

Karamanda said.

Planet Kernak III is not big, this is the only nest city, where a large number of humans gather, Fu Qinghai first needs to confirm its defense, ensure that the nest is safe, and then consider whether it can go out and destroy the orcs and traitors, otherwise the nest will not be defended, and this battle will be in vain.

It now appears that while the local planetary defense forces are the same as most of the Empire's planetary defense forces: morale is average, training is sparse, and equipment is poor. But at least they put some effort into building fortifications and there were no obvious holes.

As for the blow from the orbit of space......

The Suzheng and the War Horse were moored over the nest.

"Call the Planetary Governor."

After the inspection, Fu Qinghai said.

……

On the balcony of a watchtower.

The planetary governor was disheveled, dressed in a robe embroidered with brocade embroidery and diamonds and emeralds, and hurried over, and came to Fu Qinghai's side with a few servants, and said with a little flattery:

"Captain, I heard you're looking for me?"

Fu Qinghai looked into the distance and said:

"The fortifications are well built, go back and strengthen them, and go from semi-permanent to permanent."

A hint of hesitation flashed across the planetary governor's face:

"Well, what do you mean...... How long will this war last? ”

"Nope."

Fu Qinghai shook his head and stretched out his hand to point into the distance:

"What's that?"

There was some smoke and dust rising in the distance.

"That's the Greenskin, my lord."

Fu Qinghai raised his hand and pointed to the sky:

"So what?"

The sky was clear and the sun was dazzling.

"That's the sun, my lord."

"What does it mean to have green-skinned spores and the sun shining? Under photosynthesis, even if I kill all the Orcs now, it will take you a hundred or two hundred years to completely clean up the Orcs on this planet. ”

Fu Qinghai said calmly:

"So it's just a suggestion from me, I suggest you strengthen the fortifications, after all, we won't be stationed here forever, and there are still many wars in the nest world in the future."

"I see, sir."

The Planetary Governor nodded.

……

Fu Qinghai is dispatching troops.

To tell the truth, he didn't really understand the role and positioning of traditional cavalry in the era of interstellar warfare.

The Krieg Death Corps is a large and complete Imperial Guard corps, they have infantry, artillery, grenadiers, and armor. Krieger is particularly adept at siege warfare, and they have a variety of ground-penetrating vehicles. The Empire's three major military sequences: Space Marine, Cult of the Mechanics, and Imperial Guard, the Space Marines do not have their own ground-drilling vehicles, but Krieg does.

Strictly speaking, the Death Cavalry is only the second-line unit of the Death Corps, and it was during the Krieg Civil War, because the Civil War ran out of resources and there was not enough fuel to refill the tanks, so the cavalry was re-sacrificed, because the actual combat effect was not bad, so it was retained after the end of the Civil War.

The Death Cavalry does the work of the Sentinel Mecha, reconnaissance, harassment, guerrilla, and response...... Not counting the frontal and main forces of the Krieg Death Corps at all.

And what is special about Attila's cavalry?

Attila was a feudal world.

Krieg joined the Human Empire as the Nest World, and as mentioned earlier, the technological level of the Nest World is about the same as the overall scientific and technological level of the Empire, while the scientific and technological level of the feudal world is much behind the Empire.

Officials of the Ministry of War realized the bravery of Attila's cavalry and equipped them with a special cavalry weapon sufficient to participate in interstellar warfare, the hunting spear, but this could not change the fact that the traditional cavalry itself was very flawed.

In the 41K era, the Attila cavalry once repelled the invasion of the space necromancers, but it should be noted that the Necro dynasty itself was not strong, and the Attila cavalry also suffered heavy casualties and paid a heavy price for themselves.

Therefore, the two cavalry units were formed for various special reasons, and normally speaking, no one would still play traditional cavalry in the era of interstellar warfare.

But fortunately, Fu Qinghai did not rely entirely on the cavalry units of the two Imperial Guards as the main force, he had three companies of Space Marines, all equipped with jet motorcycles - and this is what cavalry should really look like in the era of interstellar warfare.

The Star Marines of the Fifth and Sixth Companies are hurrying to familiarize themselves with the operation of jet motorcycles, these young new all-alien Space Marines have never driven such a thing as a jet motorcycle in the past, and it takes a while to become proficient, but the genetic talent engraved in the genetic seeds allows them to master it very quickly, and they will soon be able to perform all kinds of fancy moves.

Although the defense of the nest capital is acceptable and safe for the time being, it is impossible for Fu Qinghai to let the greenskins and chaos occupy other areas on this planet, other vast areas.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

Now, Fu Qinghai only needs to wait for an opportunity.

A perfect time to come out of the nest.

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Planet Kernak III, Junk Hills.

Deep in the mountains of the world of Chaodu stands a rusty statue of steel. At the top of the ten-story building was a crude barrel-shaped head, and a large, patchwork face.

A cruel face, a grim face, a face full of Oak confidence and Oak strength, towering over the sparse woods, enclosed by makeshift improvised fences in the garbage pits and the workshop where the Technician Kid lived.

Behind it are trees and foul-smelling jungle mud.

The statue was looking down at the Orc's shack as if it were looking at a war in the distance, it was clearly an unfinished idol, the mess of Oak's shack was scattered around the idols, the scraps picked up by the scavenger were piled up in the gaps, and the Technician Kid was picking and pondering, and then began to put together.

Li Hanxing put down the binoculars.

His face was hidden under a gas mask, and although he couldn't see his expression, his breathing was noticeably starting to rapid.

Ancient Giant Trash!

The orcs are creating ancient garbage!

Li Hanxing didn't know much about the Orc Orc vehicle, but judging by the size alone, this unfinished behemoth was definitely not a mecha unit like Killing Cans, Brother King Kong or Brother Mao King Kong, but a serious Titan unit.

By the time their Titan units and their siege weapon, the Ancient Giant Waste, are completed, will the fortifications of the city of Nest be able to withstand the blow of this behemoth?

"Puff."

The cyborg rider who sat down snorted.

Sharp hooves and feet stamped on the grass.

"Sir, what now?"

A death cavalry beside him asked.

He's asking: Offense? Or do you want to go back and report the news?

Li Hanxing hesitated in his heart.

Aoyama Khan gave himself the task of only scouting the enemy, and there was no order to engage him, but the opportunity was very rare at the moment - the convoy of the Evil Sun Clan had come out of nowhere, and there was only a group of technician boys and fart spirits in this temporary stronghold. Although the technician boy's combat effectiveness is not bad, but after all, he is not the real main force, this hill is already far away from the city of Chaodu, if he returns at this moment...... By the time I come back next time, I'm afraid the orc's ancient giant garbage will be finished.

Li Hanxing picked up the telescope again.

One more look at the idol:

The orcs were using cranes and hinges to hoist a huge multi-barreled wheel weapon on the shoulders of the ancient giant, and a team of fart spirits lined up was shouting "hey, hey, hey" under the leather whip of the orc overseer, tugging at the rope under the pulley, trying to drag a grotesque orc-style cannon.

At this moment, outside the fence behind the garbage truck and the garbage heap, in the dense bushes, a pair of cunning eyes were also looking at the death cavalry at the top of the hill in the distance.

The orc hunter was dressed in a very different way than the Technician Kid in the colony—his face was covered in mud and war paint, fangs and claws hung from the side of his neck, and a large chunk of tattered animal skin was draped over his shoulders.

The orc patiently stroked the Scroog war pig under his crotch and motioned for his mount to rest easy, and the round and strong red monster twisted restlessly, rubbing against the rough trunk of the tree next to it. As the corners of the orc's mouth hooked, the crooked fangs became more and more prominent, and a pair of cruel and cunning drum eyes stared at Li Hanxing tightly.

No waiting!

After thinking about it, the commander of the Death Cavalry Company finally made up his mind and said:

"Cancel the radio silence and inform the nest capital of our location coordinates at the moment."

"Roger."

The Death Cavalry, who was carrying the teleportation caster on his back, immediately picked up the microphone and began to relay the message.

When the cavalryman finished operating, Li Hanxing held the hollow metal barrel of the hunting spear in his right hand, and lifted the reins of the biochemical cavalry beast in his left hand, and the war horse "Herod" neighed, and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone, follow me!"

……

The top of the hills.

The death cavalry whipped their horses, the horses began to speed up, various stimulants had been injected into their veins, metabolism and hormone secretion were intensifying, making the horses more aggressive and ferocious, and the noses of these biochemical horsemen without body hair and tails began to spew hot air.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The earth began to tremble.

The tremors became more and more intense.

In the stronghold not far away, the technician boys who were busy were stunned, subconsciously stopped what they were doing, and looked up over the fence.

The sun shone on the gray chrome-plated steel cuirasses of the Death Cavalry, the reflection was slightly dim, and a row of hunting spears and spears were raised high, and flags fluttered.

"Wow!"

It's the farts who blow up the nest in an instant.

They threw down the ropes and parts in their hands one after another, and scurried in all directions in a panic, like a swarm of headless flies, allowing the whip of the orc overseer to crackle and whip, and the vibration of the earth spread down the soles of their feet into the hearts of the fart spirits, and before they could organize defenses, these low-level Oak creatures were the first to collapse.

"Shrimp, shrimp is coming!"

An orc opened his mouth and shouted, and the Technician Boys grabbed every weapon they could use, from thumping guns to slashes, and even wrenches, crowbars, and screwdrivers.

Beep Pavilion

However, before they could get ready, Li Hanxing took the lead, leaping over the low fence, and the sharp hooves the size of a human head stomped on the orc's chest.

"Peng!"

The sturdy orc's chest collapsed in response, his ribs were broken and his internal organs were crushed, and he immediately cried for his life, and the dead cavalry behind him rushed into the stronghold with the company commander, trampling the fence to pieces.

The tip of the gun in Li Hanxing's hand was raised, and instead of using a hunting spear, he manipulated the war horse to fiercely push the orcs in front of him to block the way, and the plastic steel armor fixed in front of the war horse knocked the roadblocks out of the way, and by the way, "Ping Pong" led a group of boys.

Sporadic gunshots rang out, bullets struck the horses, splattering clusters of blood, but the cyborg riders were still charging forward as if they didn't feel pain.

It wasn't until he rushed in front of the ancient giant garbage that Li Hanxing lowered his body and pressed down the hunting spear, the tip of the spear stabbed hard at the joint of the steel god statue, and the promethium tank under the tip of the hot melt spear spewed out an extremely compressed jet of yellow flames, fusing the hinges and gears together!

"Card... Crunch ......"

The half-finished ancient giant garbage was crooked.

Li Hanxing threw down a disposable hunting spear, turned over to dodge the attacking chainsaw axe, pulled out the laser pistol on his waist, and raised his hand to shoot. The death cavalry behind them followed suit, stabbing their hunting spears one after another at the ancient giant garbage, and the steel colossus fell to the ground with a bang in the continuous explosion of plasma spear tips and hot molten spear tips.

Smoke and dust filled the stronghold, and the dead cavalry slowed down, and the sheds, rags, and garbage made it impossible for them to ride their horses and run in battle, but to draw their sabers and pistols.

Fortunately, the orc's morale has collapsed......

Li Hanxing was thinking in his heart.

The crotch biochemical rider had already begun to lower its head and bite the corpse of a snot spirit, chewing the little green skin that had been flattened for a while and swallowing it into its stomach, the broad chest of the war horse was full of large and small flesh pits, and blood flowed down the horse's legs.

“Waaaagh——”

An angry roar interrupted Li Hanxing's thoughts.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

Li Hanxing suddenly turned his head to look, and the entire stronghold was already surrounded by dense orc cavalry, with red-skinned Scroog war pigs on their crotch, and green snake battle flags different from the Evil Sun Clan tied on their backs, with a cruel smile on their faces, holding exaggerated killing saws in their hands, and power claws with flashing arcs, looking at the death cavalry with a malicious expression.

There are even Scroog Behemoths that carry huge cannons and carriages, and are covered with thick armor like a hill.

Snake bites the clan!

When did they come?

Under the gas mask, Li Hanxing's face was pale.

The most powerful hunting spears have all been used up, and only the death cavalry of ordinary sabers and laser pistols are left, what to fight with the war pig cavalry of the snake bite clan?

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

The orc cavalry led by the pig came.

The orc was surprisingly strong, with an iron jaw, a hard skull, and a scrook of leather armor, and a white scrooge dragon under his crotch, smiling as he went, grinning and revealing a mouthful of yellowed fangs, and muttered in a half-baked low Gothic:

"The shrimp is crushed, and the head is a night pot!"

"The shrimp is dead, and the land is filled with plasma!"

Li Hanxing took a deep breath, ignored the verbal taunts of the orc boss, pulled out his saber and held it in the air, and shouted in a low voice:

"Death Cavalry, assemble!"

In the stronghold, all the remaining dead cavalry formed a circle and gathered around Li Hanxing, with the heads of the horses unanimous to the outside.

In the face of the trapped beasts of the death cavalry, the orc boss was not afraid at all, continued to take a few steps forward, raised the chainsaw axe in his hand, pointed to Li Hanxing's head, and said:

"Shrimp boss, lean and dry, I want to ......"

"Huh!"

In the shed beside the orc boss, a black shadow flashed in an instant, and the lightning claws in his hand thrust straight upward, and the four sharp claws wrapped in the cracking force field fiercely pierced through the orc boss's iron jaw and hard skull, emerging from the heavenly spirit cover.

！

？？

The Death Cavalry froze.

The orc cavalry also froze.

Sutter Farran withdrew his lightning claw, turned his head to look at Li Hanxing, who was sluggish, and said:

"I'm here to capture the captives, what are you here for?"

"To die?"

Without waiting for Li Hanxing to answer, the roar of engines and the roar of breaking the air sounded in the sky, "Hugh-", five jet motorcycles swept over the orc stronghold, and several stagnant bombs were dropped.

"Boom-"

The time-dilated light cluster locked several orcs in it.

At the top of the hills around the stronghold, several war horses climbed the mountain ridge one after another, carrying guard warriors dressed as nomads on their backs, and they held hunting spears in their hands, condescendingly looking at the orc stronghold at the foot of the mountain. Then, more and more cavalry appeared on the ridge, forming a new ridge, and the black pressure was densely packed with sensational heads......

Tazhha raised his hunting spear with one hand and shouted loudly:

"Attila Barbarian Cavalry!"

"Bluff! Ha! ”

Three thousand people let out a tsunami-like battle cry.

"Charge!"

Warhammer 40K: Mount & Blade

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