The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Ambush."

Ivroneia, wearing a white deer helmet, grinned at Ivan.

"What are these green beasts thinking, trying to ambush the children of the forest in the forest?"

Ivan gripped his spear, his troops already beginning to move silently.

"You go left, I'll go right, Colonel Kliche, lure them out and strike."

"Understood."

Soon, the Dragon Knights and Rangers dispersed into the forest, seemingly blending into the green, even their Carnosaur mounts moving with near silence, not even a twig snapping underfoot.

The Assault Scorpion Warriors at the head of the column continued their advance until they reached the left side of the ridge.

WAAAAAGH!!!!

The roar shook the air, followed by a rocket streaking through the concealing vegetation, aimed at the Wasp Assault Boat squadron on the flank.

However, the rocket detonated in mid-air before it could hit, the violent explosion serving as a signal, followed by a continuous roar as hundreds of muscle-bound beasts burst through the trees, charging onto the path.

They were huge, wielding rusty axes and crude guns, clad in bone-studded leather breastplates and leggings, the skin exposed by their armor scarred and scabbed, their large heads topped with pairs of red eyes glaring madly at the Aeldari force.

Instantly, the forest was filled with chilling war cries, the entire jungle seemingly stirred to action.

In response, a beam of light flashed through the air, tearing a Greenskin open from groin to throat, charred entrails spilling onto the forest floor.

"Kill the filthy beasts!"

Shadow Spectres haunted the treetops, their weapons accurately striking down target after target, when suddenly several shots rang out, he turned his head and saw that the treetops in the distance were also concealing a group of Greenskins.

They were draped in camouflage woven from leaves, firing wildly with their guns while yelling and screaming, if their aim had been better, they might have actually inflicted casualties.

"Oog oog! I'm flyin' now!"

Suddenly, a Greenskin boy shooting from the canopy was violently dragged upwards by something, he looked up and saw the open wings of a huge Terrorwing, before being tossed into the air with a scream, then bisected by a beak of steel.

While the Greenskins were focused on besieging the infantry, Dragon Knights charged from all directions, their mounts racing through the dense forest with incredible speed, their swords and spears easily tearing through the armor and flesh of the beasts, the Carnosaurs also using their dagger-like teeth to crush skulls and tear apart bodies.

In just a few minutes of bloody fighting, more than half of the Greenskins were already down, but they were truly monsters born for violence, still roaring furiously even as they were torn to shreds.

At the same time, the Dire Avengers and infantry were firing shuriken and lasers into the Greenskins' flesh, causing them to explode in a shower of gore.

"For the glory of the Lynae Kingdom!"

Ivroneia descended from the sky on his 'Ghost Wind', swinging his glaive at the largest and strongest Greenskin, its armor cracked by its misshapen body and swollen muscles, its neck hung with human skulls and helmets.

The Greenskin leader swung his power hammer, the weapon's clumsy head engraved with High Gothic script, likely a weapon scavenged from the dead at a Crimson Fist fortress, and through some mysterious Greenskin power, the weapon's disruption field was still functioning, flickering with a green glow.

The Greenskin leader howled a challenge, but the Forest Dragon slammed into its chest before it could attack.

The Greenskin was sent flying, tumbling a dozen times, before it could get back up, the Forest Dragon pounced like an angry rooster, using its strong hind legs, Ivroneia swung his weapon, the Greenskin tried to parry, the blades clashed, creating a harsh, ringing sound, the Forest Dragon immediately opened its bloody maw, lunging at the Greenskin's head, swallowing it whole, violently shaking its prey from side to side until the entire head was torn from the neck.

On the other side, Ivan also rode his Venomwing across the battlefield, the dragon's tail hook directly skewering a Greenskin corpse, while the Dragon Knight's spear skewered a large head wearing a horned helmet, then the Venomwing landed, tearing apart the next unlucky Greenskin with its claws, Ivan also threw his spear, piercing a Greenskin's abdomen, and as the spear rotated by psychic power and automatically pulled back, the beast spilled the remnants of its last meal on the ground.

The Aeldari's elegance and skill countered the Greenskins' brute force and ferocity in this horrific asymmetrical battlefield, and the situation quickly turned into a one-sided massacre, the surviving Greenskins immediately turned and fled, but they could neither fight nor escape.

"Ugh argh!"

A spear burst from the chest of a fleeing Greenskin, he spat out a mouthful of blood, widened his eyes, and fell forward.

The spear then flew back into its owner's hand, the Venomwing adding a spray of venom, melting the Greenskin's corpse and purifying the forest from spore contamination - fighting Greenskins, they certainly knew what to do after the battle.

By the time Ivan returned to the woodland, the battlefield had been mostly cleared, some young warriors were gleefully examining the Greenskin tusks in their hands, many were fighting this type of opponent for the first time, and this would be a very interesting topic of conversation when they returned home.

"An easy fight."

Ivroneia had barely finished speaking to Ivan when the Shadow Spectre commander arrived like a ghost.

"But there will be many more battles like this, the deeper we go into the mountains, the more frequent Greenskin activity we will encounter, they may have established strongholds, and we need to destroy them one by one."

Just then, a Ranger approached.

"Commander, reconnaissance has detected a battle taking place approximately ninety miles from here."

The three Aeldari commanders looked at each other, and finally Ivan spoke.

"I'll take some people to take a look, anyone who can survive among these Greenskins is probably not an ordinary human."

The other two said nothing, because they knew this was a "dirty job", likely involving dealing with humans, which was exactly what they didn't want to do, and Ivan's initiative relieved them.

"Grenade!"

Crimson Fists Sergeant Mikheina threw his last remaining grenade into the cave entrance, the flash and rumble illuminating many ugly silhouettes outside the cave, some of which fell, some of which were still roaring and advancing.

After the explosion, Greenskin fire raged around him, bullets leaving tearing marks and sparks on the mossy rock walls, and with the communications equipment damaged, he had to shout to give orders.

"Kendi! Suppress the enemy on the right, there are too many of them!"

"Sir, I'm running out of ammo!"

Kendi, hiding behind a rock, said this, but having just completed his modification, he leaned out and fired wildly outside the cave with a lumber gun he had picked up.