The night was a little cold, but the Imperial Guard would not sleep, and in the noise of the transport planes and the flames of the jets, the walls were made of marble from the low to the high, and from the low nine meters to the high twenty meters like terraces ascending.

The inner gaps in the walls are crowded with buildings, and at the top of the wall is a huge building that shines like a jewel, the castle of Aragon.

The ancient castle can be traced back to the human world since the emergence of the human race, the foundation forged by the technology of the empire can withstand the ravages of thousands of years, the white marble walls of the city are carved with skulls representing purity, and the soldiers who come and go in the city are mutated and corrupted.

Heresy, this term represents their betrayal of the Lord of Humanity, their flesh and blood and honor, their courage, and their identity as human beings.

Unable to fly at sub-light speeds in the atmosphere, and it took the Imperial Guard a lot of time to cross the continent to get here, Alan Baier only hoped that retaking the city would make up for their losses, after all, the supplies given to them by the Emperor were disappearing by the minute.

The reconnaissance team had the transport planes slow down and reduce the flames of the jets, hanging above them like a star in the sky, and the antenna-like bird detector stood to send various signals to the sprawling human city.

Against the garbage civilization of this era, the Imperial Guard can completely achieve a devastating strike and a precision kill at the same time, but Alan Baier still emphasizes that it cannot be bombed.

Victory may be easy if bombing is used, but the kingdom of Agatha will also face a long period of lack of resources to replenish its warships, although there are only tens of thousands of warships, but a month's ration of tens of thousands of people is still too expensive for a world without an industrial revolution.

What's more, this civilization has just experienced the catastrophe of annihilation, and in order to prevent the Imperial Guard from exterminating the civilization again, Alan Baier can only choose to engage in such a troublesome and stupid act as white-knuckle warfare.

The scanning efficiency of the reconnaissance team below was extremely high, and the three-dimensional images detected by the orniths and the internal structure of the city were conveyed to Alan Baier's tactical tablet, which was a plain compared to the complex nest capital cities of the Empire.

"It's not complicated, the guards on the walls rely on laser shots outside the range to kill, the third, fourth, and fifth companies go by transport, the first and second companies descend to behead the cultists in the castle, and the other teams carry out cleansing in the city, remember, the staff officers of each company pay strict attention to heretical buildings, heretical sculptures, heretical beliefs, etc., and destroy them all."

"In the name of the emperor, the action begins."

20 transport planes carrying the elite of the Imperial Guard hovering in the sky, the Middle Ages was not without long-range weapons, but there were very few wooden products in this world, and long-range weapons could only be used by a few elites, and primitive people who didn't even have bows and arrows, even if they were full of plate armor?

The laser rifle's firing power can even melt alien chitin armor, which is a head more powerful than most automatic guns, not to mention mortal iron armor.

The biggest difficulty of this operation was the inability to establish a radio command point in the event of a surprise attack, and it can be said that to a large extent, the 4th Skady Regiment had to face a situation where there was only one operational objective for a long time, which required officers to have a strong sense of personal awareness and self-judgment, to be able to adapt to the situation, and to have tactical planning.

It has to be said that the damn climate on Gondeva VI has long given them the ability to fully adapt to such an environment, and the officers of the 4th Regiment of Skadi have the personal judgment of any colonel-level officer in the Empire.

Planned, executed, methodical, and finally turned into a massacre of heretics, many orcs were stationed outside the White City, because of the request of the Chaos Star Marines Sauron, they were here to serve as protection to prevent the loyalists from counterattacking, but they did not expect that this world that had not been approached by an empire for hundreds of years actually came a group of battle-hardened Imperial Guards.

Sauron's original plan was only the natives of this world, and he thought that even if the imperial forces came, they would not be able to take the entire mortal city silently, unless it was a space marine, then his plan would not only be to wash the dishes, but he would also enter an endless escape.

Knowing the father is better than the son, knowing that you are not the enemy, the traitor knows exactly how the empire can be so blatant, and the fourth regiment of Skadi happens to be the Imperial Guard that does not rely on heavy firepower, a strange flower in the boundless galaxy, the human army is wonderful.

Also, another flower, called Katachan, is also on standby in this regiment.

The guards on the walls yawned discounted, recalling the greasy taste of the jerky and beet porridge they had eaten, and they had no interest in who was in charge of the world, and people lived like that anyway.

They are not Agathas, but humans on the distant frontier, and compared to the inhabitants of the Agatha Kingdom who live in the middle of this continent, their faith in the emperor has been completely indifferent, but the Chaos Space Marines have brought them very happy with their belief in fear and sadism.

The climate on the edge of the continent of this world is cold, the lack of food and clothing, the days of the weak and the strong are deeply rooted in the bone marrow, relying on force to seize it is already commonplace, and most of the guards here are also covered in fur and armed with crude weapons such as axe blades.

Let the soldiers of the 4th Regiment of Skady describe it, dyed green, thrown outside, similar to green skin.

Coupled with the chaotic beliefs, their bodies are constantly mutating, and there are no less than three or four arms, two long heads, and six eyes, and the symmetry of the creatures' bodies is not worth mentioning to them.

And such a structure also makes them more ferocious, brave, fast or sensitive on the battlefield than ordinary humans, after all, with more arms, the combat effectiveness is really more.

They wore chain mail, iron hats, and many evil things such as human skins and strips, and traces of the eight-pointed star also appeared in their abode.

The low roar and hovering of the transport ship alerted them, but in any case, they couldn't imagine that there was someone hundreds of meters away from their heads, and when the beam was activated, the shots of thousands of Imperial Guards made the sky rain of death, and the defense of the chain armor was equivalent to nothing, and in just one shot, those heretics would explode, and the mutated spine and limbs would expose white bones.

The goal of the Imperial Guard was not only to weaken the power of the wall, but also to destroy the ballistas on the wall, because that was the only thing that was still threatening to the invading troops, but they soon found that the plasma guns prepared in advance, hot melting, were completely useless, and the laser alone melted those ballistae away.

The lieutenant of the third company who led the team said. "Almost, flare, oh my God, if only our mission had been so easy."

The other soldiers nodded. "It's just target drills, it's just a large-scale exercise."

"No way, after all, it's a feudal world, and they don't even know how to make arquebuses."

As they talked, they finally blamed the Emperor for their punishment of the Cultists, who had been beaten by lasers and trembled on the ground.

Purple-red flares were also fired at this moment, and dazzling flashes of white phosphorus erupted in the dark night sky with the bright and conspicuous colors emitted by the chemical agent.

The veterans of the 1st and 2nd companies are basically veterans of the orc war to the present, and Alan Baier is a priority for their supplies, although it has caused the jealousy of the other wings, but the other wings also know that every time the 4th Skadi Regiment encounters a desperate situation, the 1st and 2nd companies are the first to charge.

Relying on the persistent archaeological actions of a certain regiment commander, these two companies, with a total of 1,600 people, are all equipped with carapace armor, deflagration guns, and mixed about 30 Katachan, and they are also proficient in the art of hot melting.

At the same time, with power weapons, just looking at their individual equipment, they have surpassed the Storm Loyal Army, close to Kashezin or the Sun Auxiliary Army, and are the real elite-level blades of the Empire, mortals who can wrestle with space marines.

"Down."

In a word, several transport planes descended from the sky like death, heavily armed soldiers wearing Imperial night vision equipment and deflagration weapons descended, and the smell of promethium filled the air, and this feudal primitive world tasted the technology of the Empire for the first time.

Taste with blood.

There are no civilians here, everywhere you go is a mess, the cultists barbarians and orcs are abusing here, the orcs eat human bodies, the cultists are roasting cattle and sheep, gold and precious metals are scattered all over the ground, and of course, there are good-looking imperial believers who are killed...

"Heretic..."Sergeant Katachan wiped the blood of the heretic from his arm, and when he landed on one, he trampled it to death, relying on his weight and the inertia of the landing rope to trample the cultist like a bug in an instant.

And the login troops were surrounded in an instant, but to be precise, the siege should be the other way around, it was the Imperial Guard that surrounded the heresy!

The heat ray shot was devastating, there were many orcs here, and there was no shortage of heretic knights in plate armor, but those rough defenses were nothing but worthless waste under the power of the Burst Assault Bolt, and death, death was the salvation of the Skadi Fourth Regiment.

When the clean-up was completed and the soldiers walked here, the once beautiful marble castle has now been turned into a cult place, and those chaotic drawings paint the scenery of the subspace, which also means that there are psykers here, this is the most terrifying place of the belief in the gods, as long as there is a population, it can turn the nest that is not a threat into a demon cave.

Fortunately, the 4th Skadi Regiment found it early, and there were living people hanging under the eight-pointed star who were already thin and bleeding, and the soldiers were sure that they were not saved, and shot them to end their lives, heresy is such a thing, absolutely inhuman.

"Be careful, there may be psionics, let's go to the main hall and have a look."

Under the orders of the non-commissioned officer, the assault team of hundreds of people slowly opened the huge metal palace door, but the scenery inside was unforgettable, the man in the pitch-black robe and the strange bird mask knelt in front of the carved huge statue of the first king of Agatha, blood and eight-pointed stars, minced meat and madmen filled the place, and the smell of blood made the veterans of the 1st and 2nd companies nauseous.

It wasn't just blood, it was the blessing of the gods, and there was nothing here that represented the emperor, and it was clear that the people of this world didn't know what the emperor really looked like, or that it had been torn down.

But the accompanying combat priest soon realizes that something is wrong. "That statue, that statue that is almost 7 meters high, has a double-headed eagle carved on it."

At this moment, the Imperial Guard saw the thing on the blade of the sword held by the statue of the king, it was not a double-headed eagle, it was changed beyond recognition, the Imperial Guard only felt blasphemous, but it was not clear, but if Alan Baier came, he would definitely shout, I * Tzeentch!

That's right, the mark of the Empire is the mark of Tzeentch at all, and this can never be a mistransmission, because according to the records, the first king must have seen the Imperial forces.

But this situation makes sense, because although the empire is very bad, there is a unique set of tax standards for the civilization and material level of each place and each world, and there should not be destruction caused by taxation.

But if the original Agatha king couldn't tell what was emperor and what was the change, then the situation would be different.

Unfortunately, Alan Baier didn't come, and the black-robed man had a word. "I feel it, I feel it..."

The mountains of corpses and the sea of blood all over the ground, as well as the dancing madmen and plays, suddenly exploded, twisted, and turned into red waves, constantly approaching the heresy.

Sergeant Katachan shouted. "Shoot!"

Heat-rays, heat-melts, plasma, a jumble of weapons roared at the heretic, and the gifts of the gods from the High Heavens kept gathering on the heretic body in front of them.

He is getting stronger and stronger, he is ascending, he is connecting himself and the Chaos Gods, but such a ritual must not be disturbed, and although he has pacified this world, this "great villain" is obviously not qualified enough in the dark universe of Warhammer.

Soon, a new Chaos Egg arrived, its thick, twisted body with exposed muscles, a large body, many tentacles, and a roar, a mouth jagged like an eight-eyed eel, and a disgusting stench.

It swayed its body wildly, the statue of the king was destroyed in the attack, and the Imperial Guard could only shoot with all its might, whoosh, under the roar of the emperor, the huge monster disappeared in the attack of hundreds of people.

It's not that the Chaos Egg is too weak, but the Imperial Guard is too strong, and when the flames burn the hall and the Battle Priest sings the praises of the Emperor, the dust settles, and in just two hours, the entire White City is back to its rightful owner.

The fourth regiment of Skadi was victorious, and no one was lost, but a lot of ammunition was wasted, but the real mystery unfolded, and when the queen was grateful, she stressed to Alan Baier again and again that she had prepared supplies during this time, and Ailan Baier only replied to her, and they would also eradicate the entrenched Chaos traitors, including the Great Demon King.

It's just that after the fourth Skadi regiment left, the queen looked at the burned palace and picked up the dust in a frenzied manner. "Knowledge, the knowledge that our people have accumulated for a hundred years... God Emperor, how can your soldiers be like this..."

She looked into the air and prayed to the "God Emperor" out of nowhere, when she suddenly stood up and listened.

"Down there? Down there?! She stressed again and again.

And in the boundless void of subspace, the Lord of Change, one of the gods of chaos, smiled and replied.

"Down there."

This is one of his boundless bodies, one of his sanities, and the transmission of communication, which is extremely difficult for the Empire, but it is his specialty, and Alan Baier does not know, nor does his staff know, the real heresy is not in the Far West, but in the vicinity.

Missed the first day of the commissar

(End of chapter)