The vast void between the world of the Supreme Valia Dead and the world of the Calibacs Forge, where large and small warships float silently, a cluster of Chaos warships.

A Butcher-class strike cruiser.

Sotarn Wall Bronne, the "Forging Stone", sat gloomily in his room, drinking the wine presented to him by the servants. The war blacksmith was not wearing a helmet, one of his eyes had been replaced by a scarlet mechanical prosthetic eye, and his bare head was inlaid with implants.

The final outcome of the battle in the Ni Deliner sub-sector can be said to be very ironic: the Cult of the Dark Mechanics, who wanted to abandon their allies and use some kind of heretical blasphemy ritual to open the rift and escape in advance, was completely wiped out, and the Iron Warriors, who originally planned to fight to the death, were able to escape a few warships instead.

But Thortarn Bronn was not happy.

On the contrary, the war blacksmith is still angry at the moment.

He boasted in front of the black oilman that he wanted to make the little-known warband feel the wrath of the Iron Warriors, and as a result, the gang jumped into a complete defeat, with six warships crashed, three captured, and two evacuated.

It's a failure.

The only consolation was that all the black oilers who had witnessed the blacksmith boasting about the war had died at the landing site, and no one would come to slap him in the face.

The bitterness of the fiasco spreads on the tip of the tongue.

The war blacksmith still can't figure it out.

Why are those people so strong?

Much like the Iron Lord Perturabo's commanding model, Sotarn Bronn likes to pay attention to every detail and key intel in the course of a battle. When he received the information that the strike cruiser "Rock" had hit a jumping torpedo, and then within half an hour, the battleship lost contact, no matter how much it called, there was no answer, and after another three hours, the battleship suddenly stopped in the void and did not move.

It's too fast, it's too fast.

The opponent can occupy the bridge in thirty minutes, and the power system can be paralyzed in three hours, are the iron warriors on the battleship all a bunch of ornaments? All sitting still?

First the "Rock", then the "Iron Chisel", and finally the "Steel Cone", one after the other, and all three Massacre-class cruisers lost contact in the gang jump.

Then came the news from the surface: the Curissadai Titan Legion and the Untamed Lord Titan Legion had been routed by a Titan. Although the news was unbelievable, and the war blacksmith once wondered if the herald had missed a few zeros, he did not hesitate too much and immediately ordered the remaining battleships to forcibly break through.

This is the only way to escape from the confines of the galaxy.

"Hmm...... Boom! ”

The war blacksmith slammed down his glass.

The veteran Astarte Legion had never fought the new Astarte sub-regiment, and the humiliating defeat not only annoyed him, but also made him feel some fear - will the Iron Lord condemn us and others? Eleven Smash or something else?

"Sotarn, Sotarn Bron......"

A sigh rang out from outside the hatch:

"War Blacksmith, I'm scared now~"

Thortarn Bronn grasped the wine glass tightly, and the bronze cast wine glass was instantly pinched, and he roared angrily:

"Who is it? Who's talking outside! ”

"Sneer......"

The hatch slowly slid open.

A burly and terrifying dark shadow stood outside the door.

Thortarn Bronn narrowed his eyes and saw that the man was wearing a dirty black iron knight-type terminator, and the entire armor was so badly twisted that the war blacksmith wouldn't even be able to make out its model if it weren't for the black leather bands hanging from his shoulders and crotch. The brass trim on the edge of the armor turned into a sharp arrow. The white bone spurs broke through the shoulder armor and stretched towards the sky. The abdomen was torn open with a large mouth of sharp teeth and a bloody basin, and a tongue was dragging in the mouth and still dripping saliva. The armor is inlaid or hung with some vertical eye-shaped reliefs and ornaments, these symbols are very familiar to the war blacksmith, and they once had a name......

It's called the Eye of Horus.

Thortarn Bronn stood up.

"Farkus Kebo."

The war blacksmith called out the other party's name in a deep voice:

"Are you here to see my jokes?"

"Hehehehehe......"

The hoarse laughter seemed to come from hell.

He was extremely tall, and when he put on the Terminator armor, his back was against the ceiling, blocking the light from the hatch like a door panel, and he was covered with an aura of uncertainty that made it impossible to see his face, and the scarlet light illuminated the outline of his face through the gaps around his neck armor.

"I'm here to save you, Forge."

Farkus said with a smile.

"Help me? I don't need to save. ”

The war blacksmith said coldly.

"No, you need it."

Fakus said slowly:

"The Iron Belt is gone, you have not achieved the set strategic goals, but have suffered heavy losses, do you dare to return to Midgard? When you return to Midgard, how will Perturabo punish you, have you ever imagined? Does being a war blacksmith exempt you from punishment, Sotarn? ”

Midgard is the demonic world of Petrabo and the current home world of the Iron Warriors. Located in the Eye of Fear, the planet is not only a demon world, but also a fortress world, with towering towers and dungeons deep into the core.

Thortarn Bronn gritted his teeth, although he didn't want to admit it, he did have some fear of returning to Midgard, he didn't know what the Iron Lord would do with him, after the ascension of the demon, it seemed that his temper and personality had become a little more normal, but remembering what the original had done, but Sotarn Bronn didn't want to gamble with his life.

"Do you have any suggestions, Fakus?"

The war blacksmith asked in a deep voice.

"I can give you a choice, Thortarn."

Fakus Kebo grinned.

"What choice?"

"Join us."

"Join you?"

As if he had heard some joke, the war blacksmith looked at the other with wide eyes and said in disbelief:

"You, who are you? Son of Horus? Or the Shadow Moon Wolf? A bunch of loose warbands with no genetic protogens and no legions, let me join you? Hahahaha, if this is the solution, then I'd rather return to Midgard and bear his wrath than wandering. ”

The scarlet glow suddenly lit up.

It could be seen that Phacus the Terminator was trying his best to suppress his anger, glaring at the war blacksmith and saying:

"We don't have a genetic body, but we have a new commander, a commander! He will lead us to relaunch our revenge against the lackeys of the Puppet Emperor, reclaim all that once belonged to us, smash the Throne of Decay, and burn the galaxy once again! ”

"What? Commander? ”

Sotarn Bronn had almost forgotten.

When was the last time I heard this word.

…………

Atal Median casts the world.

Theater of Operations Supreme Command.

Numerous officers are arguing fiercely.

Just now, Generalissimo Huxrow announced that the battle plan has been changed, and the Titan Legion and the Imperial Guard, as the main force, will no longer follow the original plan: divide and encircle the Chaos Army little by little, compress the enemy's activity space, encroach on the enemy's territory, and finally trap it in the interior of the galaxy.

Instead, it became an initiative to find the main force of the Dark Mechanics for a decisive battle, no longer sticking to the gains and losses of a planet and a city, and paying more attention to the movements and routes of the Dark Mechanics fleet. Instead of wasting time recovering planets one by one and building defenses, find the location of the enemy's main forces, and once you find them, you will have to engage in battle.

The Titan Legion did not express an opinion.

The representative of the Cult of the Mechanicus is still pondering.

The Imperial Guard Corps has already raised strong objections.

"I have to warn, Marshal, this kind of play is a waste of our superiority in forces, we could have surrounded them and compressed them, trapped them in the galaxy, and now we want to attack the enemy's strength with our own shortcomings, this is completely ......"

"Yes, we obviously have more troops......"

"The leak did cause a lot of damage, but it was not fatal, Marshal, the Titan Legion has recovered and adjusted, we are about to relaunch the offensive, as long as we advance steadily according to the original plan, the victory will still be ours."

"Marshal, you know better than all of us that the Imperial Guard is not a fast-moving force, we are not the Astarte Combat Regiment! Many of the corps have been trained to build defensive lines and fortifications, and taking the initiative to attack will inevitably lead to heavy casualties......"

Many Guards officers expressed their opinions.

There are also some staff officers who are also opposed.

They are all right, when the strength is superior, the advantage of the force should be brought into play, and if the exchange ratio with the enemy is consistent, then it is a failure. Taking the initiative is compared with taking one step at a time, and the losses will inevitably become greater.

But Generalissimo Huxlo's decision was based on a premise first: the Cult of the Dark Mechanics had a way to open a subspace rift directly within the galaxy and leave, without going through the Mandeville point outside the galaxy.

The white-haired old man silently activated the holographic projection.

The photographs, materials, and analysis notes submitted by the Grand Inquisitor were all presented in the projection. Including the "strange things" that happened during the "Iron Calamity" campaign: how the traitor Titan Legion unwittingly evacuated and disappeared.

As the holographic projection continues to play.

The Guard officers gradually fell silent.

"The evil power of the heretics is soaking reality, and we have learned the hard way from this situation that we have encountered countless times in the past. The Imperial Guard must learn to adapt, learn to adapt to the way the Chaos fights. ”

Sid Nora looked around and said in a deep voice.

"If people lose land, people and land will survive."

"If you lose your land, you will lose your land."

Fu Qinghai said lightly.

"What do you mean?"

The Bloodthirsty Warlord next to him leaned over and asked.

"This is an ancient Terra proverb, which means that in the vast majority of wars, it is more important to preserve the living force than to occupy the strongholds."

Fu Qinghai explained.

For the Cult of the Dark Mechanics, they don't care if they occupy the territory of the Empire, they just want to plunder resources. Then, in response to this situation, it is not possible to focus on regaining the lost territory of the Empire, but to give priority to attacking the opponent's living forces and cutting off the looting and transshipment of the Dark Mechanic God Cult.

"It feels very philosophical."

The Bloodthirsty Warband Leader nodded.

"Sage Xiao Fei, may I ask the Titan of the Phaeton Casting World...... Legion, can you go to war this time? ”

Generalissimo Huxlo asked, turning his head.

"Well, the damage from the last battle hasn't been fully repaired, and I won't be able to play for a long time."

Xiao Fei was stunned for a moment and said.

This is the first time Xiao Fei has represented a foundry world to participate in such a level meeting, and he is a little nervous. The technical priests around him also looked at him with a slight unkindness, and they didn't know where this hostility came from.

Could it be jealousy?

"Okay, anyway, thank you for my help to Master Quintor for his assistance in the Steel Ring Belt, and on behalf of the Imperial Guard, I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to him, Phaeton Casting the World is a model of Ohm's Messianic Way."

Generalissimo Huxrow said sincerely.

He also tried to come up with a mechanical god compliment.

"I'll pass it on to him."

Xiao Fei nodded in response.

The "Broken Army Golden Armor" belongs to the Phaeton Casting World, although the Mechanics Cult does not require it, but the Phaeton Casting World took the initiative to send the "Broken Army Golden Armor" to participate in the Steel Ring Battle, and Generalissimo Huxlo is naturally very grateful. The nominal casting director of Phaeton Casting World is Master Quintto, so he asked Xiao Fei to convey his gratitude. Master Quintor was experimenting at Phaeton and inexplicably received the gratitude of a guard marshal.

And the real initiator, Aoyama Khan.

Sit and laugh without saying a word.

It's still exemplary...... The Phaeton's casting world is the biggest heresy of Ohm's Messianic Way, and Mars would be if he knew what Phaeton was usually studying.

"Ahem, if there is no opinion."

Under the old appearance of Generalissimo Huxlot, his eagle-like sharp gaze scanned the entire venue, especially on Fu Qinghai's body for a while, and then said loudly:

"Then follow the new battle plan."

The main body of this plan was submitted by Fu Qinghai, and Generalissimo Huxlo only revised and improved it on his basis, enriching the specific steps and arrangements.

"Yes, Marshal."

Imperial Guard officers stood in salute.

The Dominating Sages from Mars, the representatives of the Cult of the Mechanicus from the various casting worlds, and the Priests of Technology exchanged words with each other, and after a silent and covert exchange of data, they finally agreed to the new plan.

Meeting.

Generalissimo Huxlo left Fu Qinghai alone.

"Aoyama, I approve of your battle plan. I have a separate task for you to leave in addition to this. ”

Although Fu Qinghai is a space soldier and Huxlo is a mortal, Fu Qinghai's face is very young, and his actual age is younger than that of Marshal Wei, so Generalissimo Huxlo's name for him also has a bit of closeness between elders and juniors.

"Please, Marshal."

Fu Qinghai nodded.

"I realize that you are very good at gang jumping, the Cult of the Dark Mechanics can be handed over to the Titan Legion, and the Covering Titan Legion can be handed over to the Imperial Guard, but the Chaos Space Marines, I want to give it to your warband. My scouting clipper has found that near the remains of the Supreme Valia Casting World, on the outskirts of the Kalibaks Casting World System, a Chaos fleet is being assembled, I don't know what their plans are, but I want to send you over to see it. I don't set you any specific plans and goals. ”

"It's still the same sentence."

"All the circumstances, make your own decisions."

Generalissimo Huxlo said affirmedly.

"I see, Marshal."

Fu Qinghai nodded and said calmly.

"May the Emperor bless you, Aoyama."

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1. World of Warcraft, because the game needs to consider what the numerical balance is, so humans also have some unique talent attributes, but in the official World of Warcraft, the Draenei are stronger than humans in all aspects, not only the magic affinity is stronger than humans, physical fitness, intelligence level, height and weight, etc., this book is still continued as the main setting basis, because the game values cannot be directly applied. In addition, I don't see Warcraft as much as Warhammer, I've only watched the Chronicles trilogy, but a book friend told me that the expansion of Cataclysm and Shadowlands basically ate the setting of the Chronicle trilogy, so I can't help it, after all, I haven't played the rest of it.

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