Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Baron Leonard, the lord of this place, when his baron mansion appears as the only large building in the entire fortress, his status can be imagined.

When passing through the mountainous palaces, some of the gorgeous or grand decorations are rare animals that are strictly carved in unusual shapes, there are a few special animals in the empire, there are beautiful marbles that can only be mined in other worlds, or other good things.

But when people walked through the bustling palace, which was like the Palace of Versailles in ancient times, and walked to the center, its owner was just a middle-aged man with a goatee, brown hair, and a thin body. Although he was well-dressed, Gorgeous, but if you really take off those things, no one would recognize him at a glance if you put him in a crowd.

And his mansion tore a quiet road in the complicated urban area, with many complex and heavy institutions inside. Unlike ordinary houses, those houses seemed new and larger.

However, its actual use is not to deal with the many demands of the territorial fortress, but to collect money from the baron. To be precise, they also collect a tax. A tax must be exploited layer by layer, and everyone will benefit. In the end, the baron will be the leader, and the corruption will Flies eat soup, take more and take more, it is commonplace.

But the prosperous business here really supports the weak and sad balance here. Secondly, the baron who has a large number of elite soldiers and spends a lot of money to cultivate defense forces does not allow anyone to ride on his head.

A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. Faced with the sudden appearance of a huge army in his territory, as well as a full set of elite equipment, artillery, armor and other uninvited guests, this smart baron naturally chose to give in.

He originally thought that the entire fortress was under his control, but he also roughly knew how the enemy came in, but commercial transportation capabilities were his lifeblood, and it was definitely impossible to change.

In his garden, the baron, stroking the grass and trees, just listened to the attendant's report indifferently, but for him, those words were of little use.

"Go down." He didn't blame the servants. Unlike most people's imagination of the cruelty of nobles, nobles actually regarded their subjects and servants as property, and therefore would not "destroy property" unless it was a serious mistake. A disagreement can lead to bloodshed.

The servants who were cleaning or the guards who were stationed couldn't help but look at the Catachans who were praised almost as much as Krieg, Cadia, Valhalla and other miracles within the empire, although I didn't know what they were feeling in their hearts. , but that expression almost expresses their fear, admiration, and a trace of expectation.

"As long as the business here is suspended, the entire Roaming Port will know that you are here, and you are here! So you can't kill me, and you can't let the business here stop, unless you want the entire Roaming Port to discover that you are here!"

"You are, you are... the king of Skadi?"

He really had no way to resist the roaring engines and crackling military boots. When the Imperial Guard approached his fortress area, the guards guarding the intersection, his private soldiers, wearing relatively standard equipment, were trying reluctantly. Impeding the progress of the regular army, those forceful words were obviously ridiculous in front of a Lemanus that was emitting exhaust gas.

Alan Bair nodded. "You can see clearly...Then you should be prepared to die. People like you probably won't go to the Emperor. There is no place for you on the throne." He waved his hand, and the Catachans picked up their special weapons. The carbine is powerful enough to tear apart ceramite and destroy everything.

This stupid guy is considered competent. Seeing the guard shooting and offending the big shot in front of him, he still mustered up the courage to walk out of the bulletproof car. If it weren't for the trembling of his legs in the funny big pants, Alan Bayer might really think that he is a courageous person. people.

Heavy vehicles trampled through the roads in the city, rumbling and almost cracking those roads. The Imperial Guard came just to destroy them. When those beautiful houses were threatened by real violence, the so-called great baron was actually just an illusory thing.

A trace of pity flashed in Alan Bair's eyes, but it was just a flash. That kind of emotion has no practical use in war. The cannonballs were fired and thunder was coming.

He was waiting for the lord in front of the long light-colored wooden table, and Alan Bair sat down and asked in a teasing tone. "What, no good food or entertainment?"

But there were only a few hundred young soldiers on the opposite side. Although they were strong and healthy, they had little experience, and their posture when holding firearms was not standard. Alan Bayer dared to say that he couldn't hit them even if he stretched out his head, and the inferior bulletproof armor And automatic weapons can't even leave any trace on the tank.

"Prepare to fire, load up, and let Skadi's wrath raze this place to the ground, leaving only a few of the foolish ones left."

"You are simply the opposite of a noble. Compared to those whirlpools of desire like storms, you look like a calm ocean. But I believe that behind your calmness are emotions, desires, and thoughts that are crazier than anyone else's."

Alan Bayer touched his chin and asked his chief of staff. "Interesting, what do you think?"

He stretched out his hand to signal Alan Beyer to guess his identity, and then chanted. "You're a soldier, no doubt about it."

Alan Bair answered immediately. "Rules are the order created by the strong restraining the weak, and obviously our firepower and numbers are much better than yours, so you should abide by our rules, right?"

It was naturally strange for someone like the Imperial Guard to apply the heretic insignia and act accordingly. When Alan Bair walked into the center of the palace with those eyes on him, there was a person who looked particularly ordinary among the decorations. It was hard to imagine that such a guy could actually He is the owner here, as if he is deliberately covering up his own ordinaryness.

This sentence basically means that the baron surrendered, but this situation is rare. Alan Baier thought that he would abandon his fortress and run away, or arrogantly believe that those loyal guards could resist the attack of the Imperial Guard, but he did not choose either of them, but met them...

But this does not mean that he is a good person. He has executed countless innocent people. His current position also represents cruel family infighting. However, now that the matter is done, he still has the ability to make this port his own...

And the Imperial Guard, that is, the Skadi Fourth Infantry Regiment, has a total of thousands of people. Not only are they veterans who have served for nearly 10 years, but their average age is close to 30, and they have made outstanding military achievements. In comparison, those PDFs have never left the fortress in their lives, and they are not even considered reserves for the Skadi Fourth Infantry Regiment.

He suddenly laughed. "The badges painted on your soldiers are not up to standard, but they are already good. Do you want to kill me and then take this fortress by force for your crazy war?"

The guns were facing each other and warming up. The huge muzzle of Lemanus and the small automatic gun were almost incomparable, but the guards were still ready to sacrifice their lives for that stupid loyalty.

"You are in a high position, no doubt, but you are not from Engili Wandering Port. Although the Empire has not declared war, we all know the desires of the Lord of Skadi."

"Stop!" Alan Baier shouted, the gunner ejected the bullet, but the guard's laser gun hit the body of the Salamander, scratching a hole. What made him stop was not the so-called kindness, but the official wearing a thick wide-brimmed hat, windbreaker, and holding brown paper was sitting in a sedan. If he had just fired, this unlucky guy would definitely be affected.

"I know your miracles. Now Skadi's countless wealth comes from your wisdom, and my joining can make everything better. Believe in my mind, family honor, and give you more benefits!" Even so, those people did not flee under the Baron's dedicated training and brainwashing. This is already a good quality, but such blind obedience is not good. If Alan Baier saw their fleeing first, and then suffered sneak attacks from the city again and again, he would give them a better evaluation. Alan Baier shook his head. "No, the power is already doomed. The Imperial Guard is far ahead in terms of number and level. Those who can reach the position of baron are not stupid. As the goal is to turn this place into a war supply, I will not allow a high degree of autonomy here. After all, what if he suddenly stops supplying in the middle of the battle?" When the gorgeous "Versailles Palace" appeared in front of Alan Baier, it was almost one of the most gorgeous buildings he had ever seen. Although it was not as good as the real planetary governor's mansion, it was more exquisite and beautiful. He stepped into it. Under the protection of many Skadi Katachans, the names of those bronze men with thick arms and strong bodies were almost unknown. The war engine roared, Lemanus raised the huge cannon from the back of the Salamander tank, the dark muzzle, the atmosphere was immediately tense, and the guards wanted to shoot, but this was not a war with any possibility, but a one-sided massacre.

He was a little crazy, after all, people who only care about profit see hope in the future. If so, how much is it acting? Alan Baier didn't believe him. He could betray Engili today and Skadi tomorrow. He wanted to be his own emperor, and Alan Baier didn't need an emperor...

Those soldiers also obviously noticed Alan Baier's eyes that were almost looking at property or commodities. They were terrified and still maintained their loyalty, and shouted at him with all their courage. "Please disarm if you are notified. If you want to see the Baron, you must respect our rules!"

But even so, the guards still stood still after hearing the name of the Feng family. Alan Baier was a little helpless. He turned on the radio and prepared to warm up Lemanus's smoothbore cannon. The defense composed of sandbags and barbed wire here would definitely not be able to withstand two hits. It was a pity that the guards here were loyal and could only serve a noble who was doomed to fail.

He thought for a while. "It's like the taste of wine pickled to the core and still there and will never fade away. It's a combination of arrogance and rage, and you seem calm."

"Maybe it's an ambush?"

Alan Baier sat in the Salamander command tank. The fairly wide avenue was blocked by barbed wire and sandbags. It looked like a temporary structure that controlled the residential area and the real management area, preventing those citizens from escaping to the Baron in the chaos, and at the same time forming this "gateway" to control.

"Business has left my kingdom in tatters, and letting you enter at will is also my life-saving gold medal. You need the majesty of my family, and I can serve you!" He did not give up, because he would not die now, he was so convinced, and spoke. "You can't kill me. The core operation of the entire port depends on my stamp. Countless fortresses, the outside world, here, and from here to the most remote world in the nearest star system, without my stamp, those trades will be completely stopped." The baron just answered. "After all, Lord "Ed. Von. Ka" came suddenly, and I didn't have time to prepare, so I had to do this." The chief of staff replied. "There is still a trump card, and it is a trump card that he doesn't care about." His voice came slowly, with a little timidity, but still bright. "The baron ordered that guests can bring armed forces in." "In short, I won't let him continue to maintain the so-called rule. The entire fortress will become part of the war mobilization, not his personal plaything."

"And you understand that the mark of my family was cast at the beginning of the Great Crusade. The micro-thinker array records my bloodline DNA, but without my vital signs, it cannot record new things, nor can it cover the weak electromagnetic Documents.”

"Secondly, I don't think you need to give much hospitality to people who don't know your true name. I have met Mr. Ed, and he is very different from you. Although you look like a person in a high position, you don't have the aristocratic temperament, and the aristocrat has no temperament." The temperament is..."

But the baron just pointed at the dark muzzle. He recalled that his brothers had treated him in this way, and he was also talking to his brothers in this position. For him, it seemed like yesterday had reappeared. He understood that he One day you will have to pay for what you did to your loved ones...

The complexity lies in the fact that they probably know that they have betrayed the empire, and they also see the signs of wandering in Hong Kong on their bodies, and they are looking forward to another expansion of the power of the people they currently serve, but it is obvious that the comer is not good, and that hesitation and almost innate strange contradiction The feeling made them realize that this army was strange.

"I, Ed von Ka, the war lord of Engili Port have not been treated like this in any fortress. Why, if I take my soldiers to see the local baron, can I still let your baron die?" After many speeches and experiences, Alan Bair has managed to talk nonsense without a red face and a heartbeat, and he has used the name of the war lord who was just defeated by the Destruction Eagle.

At this moment, the Lord of Skadi just scratched his head. "Finished?"

"First, I am not afraid of any enemy. Second, your family is insignificant. Third, I have plenty of ways to deal with you and your "kingdom"."

"shot."

The baron seemed to feel that he had heard wrongly. He froze, and then the flashing light in the hands of the Catachans became his last memory and the clearest memory. And his mistake was that he could not betray, this universe, this empire, I hate betrayal the most.