"It's me, Brother Chu Zihang."

The orc boss nodded.

"Commander, how could you."

Chu Zihang wanted to speak and stopped.

The Emperor's beloved thousand-year-old veteran, the venerable elder of the Crimson Star, turned into a greenskin, too blasphemous even in a dream.

If the Inquisition finds out, I'm afraid it won't be a crazy extermination across the galaxy.

"I don't know, maybe it's because the collective dream is still unstable."

Lu Mingfei knew what he wanted to say and shrugged his shoulders.

To be honest, he was also very reluctant to become a greenskin.

If it were in reality, then Lu Mingfei would probably launch an atonement expedition to contribute the last value to the empire while destroying himself.

But after all, it's a dream, and it's barely bearable.

When you can't bear it anymore, you can just commit suicide.

The psychic hypnosis of the dream trials was useless to him, and he knew that he would wake up when he died.

Of course, Lu Mingfei would not tell Chu Zihang about this, otherwise the trial would be meaningless.

"Put that aside for now, let's fight."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Yes, Warlord."

Chu Zihang immediately replied.

Lu Mingfei entered the dream, and his heart was also relieved.

Almost all the members of the warband are here, and if he is buried due to his command mistakes, then he will not be able to make up for it even if his soul is eaten by the Chaos Demon.

Now that there is a war leader, this trial will definitely be thrilling.

Although the effect of the trial may be worse, the lives of the members are the most important.

Chu Zihang can be ruthless to himself, but he can't be as cruel to himself and others as Lu Mingfei.

Just like if he can win at the expense of his allies, then he will first consider whether he can win by sacrificing himself, and then decide to prioritize victory after painful thinking, and continue to experience the torture of conscience in the rest of his life.

Lu Mingfei, on the other hand, will judge that sacrificing himself cannot win, and will not hesitate to sacrifice his allies.

The two may not seem very different, but in the 40K universe they are very different.

For example, if the enemy uses a time regression device, then Chu Zihang may change his decision in the process of backtracking again and again.

For example, if there were psychic psionic beings, or subspace creatures that could affect souls, they would amplify the unbearability in Chu Zihang's heart, thus changing his decision.

And all this has no effect on Lu Mingfei, because his mind has long been as strong as gold in thousands of years of tempering.

Purely from the firmness of his mind, Lu Mingfei even surpassed most of the original bodies.

Because he's just an ordinary Space Marine, he doesn't have the natural strength they have.

"What is the deputy head talking to the green-skinned boss there?"

Fingal asked curiously, looking back.

"When you meet your opponent in chess, you cherish each other?"

Yuan Zhinu slashed over a green-skinned boy with a sword, and replied casually.

He'd heard Lu Mingfei talk about the Greenskin, and that this creature can sometimes have a sense of honor, if they think you're worth it.

Lu Mingfei once told them the story of the legendary political commissar of the Empire, Alek, and the green-skinned warlord known as the "Bone Crusher".

Because the Bone Crusher felt that Alek could give him enough excitement to Waaagh, he let him go after defeating him, and even gave him the Commissar's uniform, a blaster, and the power claw that had been cut off from the Greenskin Heavy Boss.

And Alec lived up to the Bone Crusher's expectations, repelling its attacks on Armageddon again and again, becoming a fearsome foe among the Greenskins.

The Greenskins also gave the legendary commissar a nickname, "Old One-Eyed".

Although Chu Zihang is not as legendary as Arek Political Commissar, his popularity in the mixed-race circle is already very high.

"Damn, the deputy head of the regiment and the green-skinned boss rushed over together."

Fifth Moon also turned her head to glance at it, and then exclaimed loudly.

"What's going on?"

Despite knowing that there should be no distractions in the middle of the fight, they couldn't help but turn their heads back.

Then, they saw the deputy leader of the Crimson Star Warband and the Greenskin Boss charging side by side.

That green skin even helped Chu Zihang split two stones thrown over.

"What kind of absurd movie is this, am I living in a dream? Hey, no, I think I'm in a dream. ”

Fingal began to wonder if he was conscious.

"Tomorrow, before the two armies are arrayed, the old man only needs a word to discipline Zhuge Liang and surrender."

I don't know why, this famous line first came to May's mind.

"You scolded the deputy head of the regiment for being Wang Lang."

Fingal came back to his senses and said.

"You are a German, what do you know about so many three countries?"

Maymoon was speechless and despised for his behavior of sowing discord.

"Concentrate on the fight."

Lu Mingfei noticed their distraction and shouted to remind them.

"Damn, it's Senior Brother Lu."

Fingal could hear his tone at once.

"How did the head of the regiment become greenskin?"

The young girl also reacted immediately.

Although they have not yet accepted this fact, they have instinctively entered the fighting mode.

The six men were automatically paired into two groups according to their strength and weapons, and split and eliminated the greenskins in a triangular formation.

"Is it because I'm too gentle with you, or because you're rebellious. After entering the battle, you dare to talk and chat? ”

Lu Mingfei knocked down a green-skinned kid with a punch and stomped its head under his feet.

His expression was too calm for a green-skinned face, but his serious tone sent chills down the side's shoulders.

The wrath of the warband elders had always burned only at the enemy, but the slightest flash of fire made everyone feel the weight of the pressure.

They didn't dare to open their mouths anymore, they just fought in silence.

When the sword pierced Greenskin's heart, no one was complacent.

When the body was hit by a green-skinned catapult, no one showed a look of pain or anger.

The members of the Trial Squad were transformed into emotionless killing machines, replacing their minds with weapons in their hands.

"Knight, how did that orc cut down his own people?"

A knight stared at the scene in front of him in dumbfounded.

"I don't know."

Hawkwood didn't have a clue either.

Orcs do have internal strife, but that is also an internal contradiction, and there is no example of helping humans fight their own kind.

And, aren't these orcs the greenskin's own men?

Where there is a confrontation between the two armies, one side kills all his soldiers first.

But whether this orc is a bestial or insane, it's a good thing for them.

The knights' martial arts were naturally inferior to those of the trial squad, but their equipment was much better.

In particular, the monolithic plate armor on their bodies is difficult to break through with the rudimentary weapons that the orcs have looted, but their original stone clubs are more lethal.

With the combined efforts of both sides, this orc force was quickly wiped out.

Hawkwood looked at the corpses of a knight and three squires with a sad look on his face.

The knight was chiseled to death by an orc with a mace, and the three squires were stoned to death by a sling.

The orc's slings are incredibly powerful, their heads are not low, and they are no weaker than bows and arrows at close range.

The defenders guarding the wall were also stoned to death by a wave of slings, so that there was no time to issue a warning.

"You have fulfilled your duties as knights during your lifetime, and when you die, you will ascend to the kingdom of Uther."

Hawkwood prayed for the war dead.

Uther is the god of justice and knighthood, and almost all knights and righteous people believe in this god, and is one of the main gods of this world.

After praying, he looked at the trial team walking towards him.

"Thank you for your help, if it weren't for your timely support, everyone in the town of Rejek would be in ruins."

Hawkwood stepped forward and thanked him sincerely.

His gaze swept over everyone's faces, and then stayed on Lu Mingfei's face for a while, and then tried to turn his attention to Chu Zihang.

"You're welcome, it's our duty to destroy the orcs."

Chu Zihang said solemnly.

Although they had just experienced a bloody battle and Hawkwood's knights were professionally trained, they couldn't help but puff out when they saw the big green faces behind them and heard his words again.

"What are you laughing at?"

(End of chapter)