Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 108 02.0107: ‘Stand firm until death’

Under the cover of the lives of the Holy Rose Battle Sisters, the evacuation of the church has come to an end.

The last line of defense has been set up, and the warriors loyal to the Emperor will fight the last battle under the gaze of the statue of Sanguinius.

People chanted the consecration hymn and prayed for the warriors of the God-Emperor who protected them with their flesh and blood.

Horatio clenched the sword in his hand, his lips trembling slightly.

He was not afraid of facing death, but he did not want to see the civilians behind him suffer the same suffering.

There were only more than a hundred defenders, forming a thin line across the church in front of the pulpit in front of the statue. The shooting range here would not be blocked by the benches, and any demon rushing onto the open ground would be shot immediately.

He knew that if he failed and the demons broke through the line of defense, the hundreds of thousands of people behind him would be slaughtered and become sacrifices for the blood sacrifice of the blood god. He felt suffocated by the burden of the fate of hundreds of thousands of people.

This scene made him feel familiar. He recalled the movie "Standing Firm" that he watched with Louise yesterday, and also remembered a movie he watched in his previous life, called "Nanjing! Nanjing!"

[I will never let suffering and tragedy happen again, devil.]

Louise saw Horatio's anger and anxiety. She stood beside him, looking at the silver door that was constantly being hit and chopped, and whispered: "We stand together, stand firm to the death, and share the same fate."

The last few hundred people were walking down from the second floor. The holy hall was crowded, and the children were shoulder to shoulder, crying softly with despair.

Because there was not enough space, many children could only stand under the statue of Saint Gilles, which was only 3 meters away from the last line of defense.

Bang!

The tall and heavy silver door was suddenly knocked open, and the huge bolt broke on the spot and fell to the ground.

The one who broke the door was a brass-colored metal bull, which looked like a mechanical creation, with a bloodletter wielding a hell blade riding on it.

The people who were still going downstairs panicked instantly, and the soldiers who were still guarding the evacuation passage stood in front of the crowd.

"Fire! Stop them!" Horatio ordered.

Hell guns and explosive bombs poured towards the enemy, killing the bloodletting vampires above.

Soon, thousands of bloodletting vampires rushed in.

But the moment the first group of bloodletting vampires stepped into the church, they were ignited by raging flames and turned into smoke.

However, the subsequent bloodletting vampires were no longer burned by faith, and the panic in the crowd weakened the protection of the power of faith.

"Burn it! The master will be very happy!" A big bloodletting vampire pointed at the statue of Sanguinius and shouted hoarsely.

The believers picked up various weapons to fight back against the bloodletting vampires and stop them from rushing to the statue of Sanguinius, but they fell to the ground one after another under the swing of the hell blade.

"There is still a child here, please, save her."

Horatio looked at the place where the shouting came from.

[The baker couple? ]

The woman held up her half-man-high daughter, and the baker stood in front of her with a self-defense knife, facing the hideous and terrifying bloodletter.

The girl with heterochromatic eyes had a red face, her eyes were blurred, and her consciousness seemed a little fuzzy.

The bloodletter licked his tongue, looked at the girl hungrily, and let out a terrifying roar.

It rushed towards the girl, stretched out its hand to snatch her, but the baker stabbed it in the chest with a shout, and was killed by other bloodletters with a sword while retreating.

Horatio rushed into the crowd, and the three blood angels also walked towards the crowd to stop them. They didn't want to watch the massacre happen in front of them and the holy statues of their fathers.

They had to do something.

The last hell vanguard who was protecting the civilians fell down, and the bloodletter greedily drew his sword and immediately stabbed forward.

"Ah!" The baker was stabbed through the chest by a sword.

"Dear! No! Ugh..." The woman looked down at her chest. The slender black sword pierced her husband and her chest.

She gasped hard, and her hand holding the child was almost out of strength.

Just as her hand slipped from the girl, the people in front picked up the unconscious girl, and countless people lifted her and sent her forward.

The vampires chased after them and chopped them down.

The victims fell like straw, and everyone was using their lives to prolong the lives of the children, just like prolonging the future of mankind.

Finally, the girl came to the front, and when she was in Horatio's arms, she was already unconscious.

[It's so cold...] When Horatio's iron hand touched the girl's skin, a deep bone-chilling cold instantly spread throughout his body.

Before he could think about it, the hideous vampire rushed to him without hesitation.

Horatio's anger was burning, and the iron hand went full steam and chopped off its hell blade with a sword. Without waiting for it to be surprised by the strength of this mortal, Horatio thrust forward with a sword, piercing through the entire pointed head and exiling it.

The surrounding vampires ran around in the church, causing a series of agitation and chaos among the crowd.

"Fire at us! The Emperor and Sanguinius will redeem our souls!" The remaining crowd shouted with tears.

"What should we do?" A Cadian recruit looked at the veteran next to him.

The veteran exhaled deeply, picked up the laser gun, put his finger on the trigger, and prepared to shoot at the vampires in the crowd.

If not, when the vampires broke out of the crowd and approached the defense line, they might not be able to stop the attack, and more people behind them would be slaughtered.

Louise's shooting skills were accurate. She tried her best to shoot the bloodletters approaching Horatio, and covered him and his child to retreat to the defense line.

The crowd screamed in despair, and the last few hundred people who came down from the upstairs were running towards the defense line.

A mother holding a three-year-old baby with a bulging belly was running hard with tears in her eyes, and she was about to be caught up by the bloodletters.

The woman could even hear the evil laughter of these demons, and the crying of the baby made these hateful killers eager to hear the desperate screams.

With just one sword, they could cut off three heads. This was undoubtedly a huge temptation.

The lame blood angel walking at the end stopped after hearing the baby's cry, and blood continued to flow from his thigh.

His legs had been severely injured in the previous battle, and the extreme blood thirst was destroying his sanity. He could no longer suppress this terrible genetic defect, his eyes turned blood red, and he was almost unable to distinguish between enemies and friends.

The Blood Angel knew very well that he would most likely become the murderer who destroyed the entire defense line. He had killed friendly troops by mistake more than once in battle.

He did not want to corrupt the noble virtues that his father had taught the Holy Blood Angels under his father's gaze.

The Blood Angel looked up and looked at the statue of his genetic father, then turned his head resolutely.

Wearing the MK7 double-headed eagle power armor, he rushed behind the pregnant woman without hesitation, slashed through the bloodletting vampires chasing her, and provided cover for the civilians who had not yet run to the safe zone.

The Cadian veteran's finger on the trigger loosened, signaling his companions next to him not to fire, waiting for the Blood Angels to cover the civilians to evacuate.

The Blood Angel swung the chainsaw sword, and in a few shadows, he chopped down dozens of bloodletting vampires, then raised his hand to grab a bloodletting vampire that pounced on the baby's mother, and crushed it alive with one hand.

The Cadian soldiers pushed open a steel breast wall of the Ministry of Justice, and the civilians withdrew through the gap one after another.

But the Blood Angel was surrounded by the vampires in the center, like an isolated island.

Suddenly, the injured Blood Angel uttered a painful groan.

He was already injured and his arm was cut off by the vampires who rushed from all directions.

"Brother Feslowen!" Brother Romain Rolland shouted, rushing towards the fighting brothers.

"Go back! Brother Romain Rolland." The broken-armed monk shouted, waving the chainsaw sword with one hand to fight the vampires.

Horatio remembered this name. He was the monk who grabbed David Betty von Ravensberg and prepared to suck blood after the Plague Ship was thirsty for blood.

The broken-armed Blood Angel finally met Horatio's eyes, as if he wanted to say something to him.

"I am not a beast." He stopped, turned his head, looked at the demon in front of him, waved his sword to block the vampire, and ran back to cover the last few civilians behind him.

"I am his descendant, and the blood of Sanguinius flows in my body. I will use my life to protect the people he once protected under the watchful eyes of my father!"

The bronze bull that was originally rushing towards the moving breastwork turned its sharp horns, knocked over the bench, and rushed towards the blood angel.

Brother Fithlowen blocked the impact of the bronze bull with his body, and stabbed the head of the bronze bull with a backhanded sword, ending the engine core of this defense destroyer in the steaming high-temperature burning air.

The bloodletter above jumped towards him, but was also cut off by his sword in the air.

The blood angel with a broken arm drove his broken body and slashed the demons. With only one person's strength, he killed all the high-threat targets for the last line of defense, greatly relieving the pressure of attacking the defense line.

But his injured leg was broken by the bull's horn, and he could not stand firmly at all. The bloodletters rushed up and drowned the monk like a red blood tide.

"Brother Fithlowen!" Romain Rolland roared heartbreakingly. He wanted to rush over, but was pulled by another fighting brother.

Finally, he saw a scene that made his pupils tremble.

The helmet of his battle brother that had lost its shine was cut off, and the excited vampires rushed towards the rift to offer him the spoils that their master had dreamed of.

Brother Romain Rolland was filled with grief and indignation. Finally, his grief turned into anger. He raised his gun and shot his battle brother's head with one shot, and also killed the vampire who held his head high.

The vampires rushed to the defense line. Horatio handed the girl to Sister Arabella for care, and he immediately turned back to fight.

There were no civilians in front of the defense line. The defending soldiers could safely and boldly shoot at the demon army. The mobile shields brought by the Ministry of Justice were also assembled to form a barrier wall in front of the defense line.

The explosions of various weapons resounded throughout the church. Under the gaze of the statue of Saint Gilles, with grief and anger for revenge, they poured fire rain on the blasphemous demons.

Horatio could hear the gunfire of reinforcements approaching in the distance.

Hope has arrived. But the demons' offensive has also intensified.

A terrifying roar came, and the last huge bronze bull rushed straight towards the defense line under the control of the bloodletting vampire.

Brother Romain Rolland gritted his teeth and stood in the front, ready to fight.

Lasers could not stop this kind of demonic creature at all, as the distance of the bronze bull got closer and closer.

Brother Romain Rolland bit his lips and sucked his own blood.

"Pay my life for my brother!" He roared, and the deafening war cry repelled the bloodletting vampire that accompanied the bronze bull's charge, and even triggered the active noise reduction in the hell's vanguard helmet.

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These chapters may feel a bit depressing, but! The dawn is coming soon! Hold on!

(This is the extent of the knife I can write, mainly to the unnamed ones. I can't bear to be cruel to others.

Female characters with emotional lines will be injured at most, but no one will die.

The male supporting characters with names will only be seriously injured at most, and basically will not die, and then they will be equipped with advanced prosthetics to strengthen themselves.

If the male supporting characters with friendships really die heroically in the future plot, most of them will come back later, so don't worry about this.

I will not torture the protagonist to the end. Even if the protagonist is injured, it is just to suppress the emotions for the climax. There will be no real disability, and the injured parts will be strengthened by ancient technology later.)