The union, which was simply unthinkable for the two races, was achieved in the last hundred years at the end of the 40th millennium in the darkness of the 40th millennium, and in this stormy time, things were sometimes so strange.

Blood feud and genocide are commonplace in these two races that have fought for thousands of years and 10,000 years.

Greenskins and humans have been fighting each other since the time when the Titan were even on land (as single-celled animals), from the Lord of the Dragons to the Bone Crusher, and now, alliances, peace, even if false, such words have drifted away from them.

In fact, the Bloodaxe Orc Clan has a lot of records of trade with the Empire's border world, but after that targeted, and extremely bloody and violent mess, the Bloodaxe is no longer capable of being so blatant.

After a long period of time when people had almost forgotten about the inglorious records, with the Alien, the almost impossible happened.

Even Chaos Traitors will not cooperate with the Aliens, and while few will try to enslave a few valuable Alien races, they will choose to kill the infamous Greenskins in the galaxy.

When the battleship with the orc banner left Starport, the Imperial Guard high-ranking and nobles had already planned a sad lie.

They recounted that the operation was a threatening message to the orcs to cease their activities, but the words with teeth, blocks, and hieroglyphs with huge messages were written the will of the Alliance and the asteroids near the stars, a near-intact Imperial Void Outpost controlled by the Imperial Guard and abandoned during the subspace storm.

This cooperation was highly confidential, and the related matters were only known to the high-ranking officials present at the time, and even, if it weren't for the fact that they were all their own people here, and there was a subspace flow to cover up, they didn't even dare to think about this plan.

But the oppression of the three hundred ships was too strong, and if that number of troops were pressed in, things would be terrible.

The pressure forced this bad alliance to form an alliance, even though such things have happened before, but the empire and the orcs are not the empire and titanium, although titanium has evil intentions, but rarely carries out genocide, and the orcs...

Even the Imperial officers could not unanimously approve of it, and even the nobles were hesitant and uncertain, and even the executors and even planners of the plan were skeptical.

But so what, whether it is a mule or a horse to pull it out and slip away, the meeting that takes place on the outpost of the Empire must be blessed by the Emperor, and all that remains is to believe in the power of the Lord of Humanity and the Imperial Guard.

But the void is still very large, not to mention that the members of the battleship on the mission do not know the location of the orcs, they are almost advancing in the void at the slowest speed, long, slow, but at this time, every minute and second seems to be cherished, and if it really depends on luck, then they will definitely not find the orcs, but Alan Baier has already told them a very vague coordinates, if it is not bad, they will definitely be able to get in touch.

Alan Baier drank his coffee, waiting for a reply, and the staff officer asked at this moment. "That's how you believe them?"

Alan Bair replied. "Huron was able to get to where he is now, not because of betrayal and his hoarse throat, and even if he was shot and turned into a waste that needs to live on machinery, it doesn't mean that his head is not clear."

"Now Gondeva VI is the hatred in his heart, and it is also the reason why he cannot completely rule this star sector, this star system stands on a stable region of subspace, the shipping channel here is stable and comfortable, if this star sector does not fall, he will never be able to invest in the remaining 10% of the territory of the Pangia sub-star region, and he will not be able to enter the solar star field."

"But I still don't believe that there will be 300 fleets coming, according to my speculation, the current traitor forces are at most 300-400 warships, I think it is okay for the main force of about 100 to come."

The staff officer asked. "The orcs are tricking us?" Alan Bair replied. "It depends on what you think, if the orcs don't run out of ammunition, they won't try to communicate with us, now they are rootless water, sooner or later they will dissipate in the void, but if there are ponds to help them save, they can even turn into rivers."

The staff officer replied. "Are we raising tigers?"

Alan Baier nodded. "But the newborn tigers are better than the ones we have now, but still don't trust the aliens, we have to try to use them."

But they also understood this truth, and the aliens also knew that under the infinite vastness of the void, the orc reconnaissance fleet finally found a special warship very close to its base, and hung it on the imperial warship with special fibers, and the orcs quickly realized that something was wrong, and the senior officer was called, the meaning above was translated, and then there was fear.

Humans know them well, words, group structure, and humans know their location, the fear of being found in the dark forest, the strength and number of humans are far superior to those of orcs, and then he feels lucky, if it weren't for the invasion of human traitors, then the next war might be hard, for the bloodaxe orcs, there is no shame in escaping and retreating, but defeat and death will make it impossible for them to serve the hairy.

They are in the eye of the maelstrom of war, in the heart of the hurricane, and it seems peaceful, but the orcs are excited, explosions, fighting, violence, everything they expect will come true, just as it was in the time when One-Eyes was still around.

These crazy things don't think about why they fight, they only care about two things, whether they can win or not and whether the scale is big or not, orcs are the last 40 thousand years of this pitch-black thing that is still crazy, and absolutely no creature will want to fight against them.

And when the orc officer calmed down, he looked at the banner, and he really felt that something was more and more wrong, how did it look...

Sweat flowed from his forehead, and the pores of his whole body began to shrink, as if a fart saw the handwriting of the boss, the class of orcs is buried in their DNA, although it can be crossed, it can never disappear, he trembled and silently recited. “boss？”

Then he came back to his senses, and he had been here for a long time, and the kid next to him was pushing him. "Sir, what's wrong?"

He came back to his senses and patted him on the shoulder. "Report back to One-Eye." But there is a lot of uneasiness in the eyes, surrender?

The message was conveyed quickly, and One-Eye didn't want to take the time to convey it again, he was going directly to the asteroid, and the union with the shrimp was turned into the most important thing during this time, and the entire orc tribe was preparing.

Violence and war will not be far away, so the battleships and powerful orcs should be arranged, that place is the territory of the empire, and the related defense also needs to be paid attention to, saying that it is an alliance meeting, but it is tense.

Battleships, guns, fists, and slashes are all brought, but the one-eyed protagonist looks at the banner thoughtfully.

He felt a hint of familiarity, and humans probably didn't know orc language, but he couldn't understand why he had a special sense of words, as if he... See what is written by the one-eyed.

Sweat runs down his forehead and lives with one eye? Definitely not, then something that feels like that can only be an orc war leader comparable to One-Eye, this time the second generation of One-Eye is completely confused about the situation, there is already a large orc tribe and a human alliance?

However, the orcs only look at the size of each other, and the orcs who wrote the above text want to merge them, and One-Eyed can only offer his own boys, after all, although the current blood axe has a scale, it is not invincible.

Timid can not be the boss, the second generation of one-eyed tidied up his clothes, with his own personal guards into the battleship, the roar of promethium and tatters, the engine of war slowly forward, this six-kilometer-long battleship is made of pure gold, its firepower can almost destroy a world, and it is also the flagship of the orc fleet.

She had just been created, so she didn't have a name, although the current situation of the orcs showed that they were more suitable for that kind of small warship, but One-Eye had always emphasized that the command of the capital ship must be big and fierce, so that the orcs who didn't have much money forced this thing out.

The battleship was slow, but steady, and without using a subspace engine or an instantaneous jump, she slowly approached the planet, which was too small compared to her.

But there is the concept of a machine soul in the Warhammer world, to be precise, the machine soul is the origin of the machine, and the more it goes through the machine, the stronger its machine soul will become, and the bigger the machine, the more terrifying the anger of its soul will be.

So the newly-born orc war engine already has a vague soul, but if you want to describe it anthropomorphically, then this newborn guy has now met a veteran with injuries all over his body and a promethium rod (cigarette) hanging from his mouth.

Wearing a "military hat" and an imperial uniform, she stopped next to an asteroid filled with metal and terracotta steel that made people feel solid to look at, her body was less than half the size of the orc war machine, but it made the orc machine feel the pressure.

After a hundred years of war, after experiencing the Red Pirates, the Scrap Ship, the Titanium Clan, and crossing half of the Extreme Star Domain, the Poldro, which had been bathed in subspace, stood in the void, the pure gold armor glowed pale blue in the stellar light, a cold and terrifying sense of slaughter, and a moment later, One-Eye heard the shouting of the technical tyrant at the command point.

"The power furnace is down! The bird is out of order and can't move forward! ”

One-Eye yells at the communicator. "Brother Mao! What are you doing? Our warship is sailing for the first time! ”

At this moment, the technical master took out the Mao totem, and his own set of shaman costumes, and began to dance and kowtow in a regular manner, but to no avail, the machine soul was separated from the green fleet, and its waaagh position was indifferent, and it was also a new machine that had never seen killing.

It's not that the machine soul is displeased, it's that the machine soul is afraid.

One-Eye sighed, the problem was very big, he could only choose to carry the assault ship forward, he was originally a little proud of the fact that the human race only sent one strategic cruiser, but now he has changed from having his back to the battleship to only a few boys.

As he got on the transport, which spewed flames through the goddamn human wreckage, One-Eye made it to the place that had just been restarted by the Empire.

The promethium lamp glowed, and the Imperial Guard greeted him with a gun, and One-Eye quickly noticed that the Imperial Guard here were all armed with deflagration guns, wearing carapace armor, and carrying ... Tools?

However, his feeling told him that something was wrong, this unit he had never seen before, and he was curious to see the formation on the other side, but he only got the muzzle of the black hole hole of the only regiment of Skadi.

One-Eye could only continue to move forward mechanically, he knew that this was another sabre-rattling dismount, the road here was too long, there were many rooms on the road that could be used as meeting rooms, but the humans chose the innermost position, and the only way for them was the rows of Imperial Guards standing in the corridor.

One-Eye has no doubt that if he behaves out of line, he will be shot into a hornet's nest in no time.

Therefore, the road was long, very long, very long, so long that he felt oppressed, suffocated, and when he opened the metal door of the conference room, this feeling peaked, and to his surprise, the three high-ranking human officials in front of him were already seated, and that feeling was brought by them.

The leader in the middle looks very young, in a school-level military uniform, sitting on the main seat drinking coffee, and on the right is the Imperial Planet Governor uniform, who is also a young man, at least according to One-Eye's understanding of humans, they are no more than 30 years old, but on the left is the Imperial Staff Officer (ZW), an elite who graduated from the Loyal Heir Academy, a veteran of about 30-40 years old.

One-eyed imagined that he usually walked naturally over there, but because of the words of the young man in the middle, his whole body stiffened.

"You're the kid who gave me a headache?"

The one-eyed second generation instantly recalled the appearance of the person in front of him, he remembered that he had withdrawn from the Karui City War at the end of the time, but he remembered that although the human who killed the one-eyed boss was a can, the war leader who commanded the canned was an ordinary human.

And the three people in front of him were the most active shrimp bosses at that time, the middle one, the company-level boss of the third Skadi regiment, and now the boss of the fourth regiment, lieutenant colonel.

One-Eye's observation and attention to him until he left the galaxy and he died, the last record, and once and again One-Eye was glad that the terrible thing was gone, the human who had defeated the most powerful war leader he knew.

The second generation of One-Eyes postponed the raid for him for a full year, and the honesty after they settled in the asteroid stronghold was because the boss was still in this galaxy.

But now that he was back and standing in front of him, the One-Eyed II instantly understood why things had not been going well lately, because this terrible human war boss had returned.

He began to regret his stupid alliance proposal that they should leave the system and start a new wandering when the subspace fluctuations decreased, but it was too late, his body replied involuntarily.

"Yes, boss, I must know that I can change my mistakes!"

The coffee in Alan Bair's hand fell suddenly, and there were all kinds of rebuttals and defenses in his head, how did it suddenly become like this?

He scolded the other side inwardly, saying, you are a war leader, waaaghboss, why are you so shameless?

But he said it in his mouth. "Now, tell me all your information, and I'll consider sparing you from dying."

The second generation of One-Eye immediately replied, as the biggest protégé of One-Eye, and the only descendant, he was an outlier in the orc, a race with no cultural heritage, and his fear of the human in front of him could not be changed. "Yes! I've got a boss! ”

The orc guards he brought were similar, they were all fierce men who had experienced the orc war, and they had also seen how the humans in front of him opened the brains of the one-eyed boss.

His awesome little sudge could kill hundreds of boys in one fell swoop!

It's so tmwaaagh!

(End of chapter)