Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

The battle in the Galaxy-class ship began to stalemate. Although the whippers were invincible in the regional battle, a warship more than one kilometer cannot be taken down in a few minutes. At the same time, there were two Galaxy-class ships attacking the Karak galley. Even if they suddenly In the attack, even if they had the upper hand, there was still not much of a gap between Magron's troops and the nobles who controlled the Galaxy-class antiques.

For Alan Bayer, this void-level dog-eat-dog drama is quite exciting, but he has already determined that one of the dogs can be used. He also wants to capture the guy who is collaborating with Magron alive, find and get more information from him .

The large sailing ship Karak was continuously wounded by the continuous gunfire, and the loyal painting or religious symbols on it were dissipated. Although it fought back, it was not necessarily as violent as the first time. The narrow flat hull of the Galaxy class was very It is difficult to be hit while in motion, which is why it is more specialized as a battleship than a cargo ship.

Three giant giants in the void performed a dance in the sea like three swimming dragons, biting each other. Alan Bair looked at the scene in the void in front of him and asked the captain. "How about getting close to them and shooting?"

"Probably a hit on the larger Karak," he answered.

"Then send a landing craft?" Alan Bair asked.

"It's not necessarily better. The landing craft is more about control and suppression. For short-term battleship battles, light spears and cannons are better." The captain pointedly pointed out.

Alan Bayer said suddenly. "Crash, then hit it. There is still a collision angle in front of Bordeaux. The ships of the Imperial Navy are better than those civilian ships in terms of speed and armor. If you smash one, save this loyalist, he can still use it! "

The captain's expression changed slightly. He agreed with Alan Bayer's strategic idea. However, the scratches of the Bordeaux were not something that he, the guard commander, needed to consider. However, since there was really no good way, he could only Open your mouth.

The leader of the Flagellant could only fire his whip. In order to capture him alive, he did not activate the electricity. He just flew out. In the sound of suicide and gun swallowing, he accurately recognized the lord and knocked away the weapon.

The whippers also seemed to realize that the enemy was about to commit suicide. Under the crazy stimulation of the sensing units in their heads, and the will injected into them by their loyal beliefs, those terrible things showed wisdom that was different from that of normal whippers. Several of the captains He even spoke a few words clearly. "Seize it, Count."

Unlike Mr. Magron's excitement, Alan Bair does not have very complicated emotions. He has defeated too many powerful enemies, from nightmares that threaten the empire to bastards who invade his homeland, and even miracles in the eyes of many mortals. His resume also seemed average.

Countless close-range defense artillery roared and fired, announcing that Bordeleau was entering the constantly churning battlefield, but she was not here to roll over, but to end this ridiculous situation.

Wolves and lions are inherently different. Bordeleau was born to deal with the endless threats of the void, but those ships just wanted to find people to cross the void. The dense barrages passed by the flickering void shield and were sucked into the infinite space of subspace. Endless mirror universe.

It was like a man who had just broken his right leg was limping facing a strong lion. There was almost no possibility of survival, not to mention that the lion was covered with a void shield.

He was beaming, not only because of the victory but also because he felt that the distance between himself and the emperor was getting closer. However, considering the need to express that he was a useful person, he said immediately. "The Flagellant troops have invaded the core. We will make detours and sideways to ensure that we do not enter the shooting range. My children will immediately capture the traitorous Duke who rebelled against the empire!"

For any captain who claims to be able to go to the battlefield, such a situation is quite insulting to his dignity. Although the battleships of the Imperial Navy are indeed powerful, he cannot even break through the shield. The sense of gap makes the Galaxy The command level of the battleship felt oppressive and suffocating.

"And my stupid officer, he must be the problem caused by his own vicious little hobby..." He laughed at the stupid guy.

In a certain aspect, those people did not consider that the opponent might be a warship, so Bordero would not lose. Judging from various indicators such as structure, void shield, engine strength or artillery lance, it was impossible for them to lose either. win.

In the eyes of the crew of the Karak galleon, this was the recognition of their loyalty by the Saint Skadi Lord Alan Bair, so everyone was ecstatic, and the final firing, reloading, and control became extremely fast as a result. Squeeze out the last of your strength.

At the same time, just as Magron said, his whippers have already reached the bridge. Now more than half of this terrifying monster army has been lost. The bodies of the remaining ones are also full of craters and fragments, but more of them are With his skin dyed red by the blood of his enemies, Magroon is as powerful as his madness, so no one can ignore him and will inevitably be tempted to ally with him.

"Yes, I'm sorry to trouble you. As a loyal believer of the emperor, you have shown piety in line with your own beliefs..." Although he said it seriously, he always revealed a feeling of being absent-minded. Compared with the nobles here playing house, Home, he knew that this was not his goal.

He suspected that he had fallen into a quagmire, and the spider web called victory was pulling him, but he would not resist. He knew that he would succeed, so it didn't matter how many traps came his way.

The owner of this battleship is also the owner of one of the many fortresses. He is a great count in the eyes of many people. Now he is surrounded by a group of irrational monsters. The cutting claws are tearing open the thick isolation door, and the dark Gothic The wind metal was burned red, but he was still sitting on his throne.

"Go forward at full speed! Collide with the Galaxy-class remnant at a disadvantage, fully drive the piston, turn on the engine, and collide at the fastest speed!"

"We failed only because I believed in a madman, and my child Wei De would not make this mistake."

Some people have given up resistance, and a few have begun to raise their weapons to commit suicide, dying in the endless cold and radiation of the void, or alone or suffocated, or perhaps waiting for suffocation in a closed and still intact wreckage. Sailors know that too Many wars bring cruelty, so you should die early while your hands and feet are intact to avoid

It only increases worries.

This is the dominance of the Imperial warship in the war. The powerful naval equipment can tear the enemy's battle apart with its roaring machine spirit, and then wipe it clean. She will be a powerful shield when facing the enemies of the Empire. A disobedient traitor, she will become a beast that tears apart flesh and blood.

Covered in debris and metal, explosions and high temperatures, she protruded from the body of the Galaxy-class battleship and tore the poor old antique apart, leaving only a pile of burning death fragments. It only took an instant for order to turn into disorder. It takes dozens of Terran years to build a Galaxy-class ship, but it only takes a few short breaths to destroy it.

But in the end, those crazy whippers tore open the door, and any curse seemed pale and powerless. But they knew very well that through the internal monitoring of the ship, they knew the fate of those monsters. In order not to die in pain, they chose to lift Pick up your own pistol.

But the Count was not a soft character. He knew that he could not survive the complicated torture or truth-telling potions. He just grabbed the whip, the long, thin and inexplicably disgusting killing machine that extended from the fingernails of the whipper.

He looks elegant, with his purple dress and pale skin. The lack of light in his fortress does not mean that he is afraid of death and darkness. "Shoot, my people, my territory will be inherited, and my children will avenge me. Even the Freeport will be timid when we dig out the technology of the Age of Strife."

One of them had its engine room blown off due to the sudden betrayal of the Karak galleon. Although it could slowly push itself forward after emergency maintenance, it was still not enough.

The sharp shovel-shaped collision angle was moving forward at sub-light speed, and it made a vibrating roar, as if it was tearing apart the space. The Bordero passed through the narrow space between the Karak galley and the Galaxy-class battleship with an agility beyond that of a normal battleship. After the gap, this behemoth collided with the poor little thing.

In the pain that is beyond the endurance of normal people, and under the feeling of body collapse caused by countless medicines, such rationality has proven to be impossible, but at this moment, the lord raised his own spear, a beautiful finely crafted oil-dyed flintlock gun , you can definitely smash your own head.

Just like biological instinct, the targets of the two Galaxy-class ships quickly shifted. The Karak-class galley was able to breathe due to the terrifying power of the Bordeaux. Compared with its ease, the two Galaxy-class ships were captured by the Imperial Guard. The prey he has set his sights on appears extremely nervous.

It was probably the madness of this devout man that made him dissatisfied. Of course, he was definitely a believer in the Emperor, but he would not necessarily use the punishment of a whipper to deal with his own soldiers. The feeling of not being in harmony with one another made him uncomfortable. At the same time, in order to win, he must cooperate with such a guy.

When the mass reaches such a level, it is like asteroids colliding with each other. The metal on the huge battleship rubs against each other, and instantly erupts with heat far exceeding that of a cannon and a spear. The metal rubs against each other, hits, and screams. Under the impact of the huge force, the exposed air inside the ship became a terrifying high-explosive ammunition, burning, bursting, and roaring, as if it was going to tear everything apart.

In the end, he laughed to himself. Climbing out of the dark city of sin and murder, he actually saw the wrong people twice in such an important war. In any case, his officials did not report the betrayal, and his allies tore up the contract. Finally, he spoke. "I curse the treacherous man. Magroon will die in front of the statue of the emperor he believes in, with his heart perforated and hanging in the air!"

But the battleship that did this, Bordero, was still brand new. No, to be precise, her armor layer was indeed scratched. After all, although there was indeed a huge gap between civilian ships and warships, they were not to the point where they could truly ignore civilian ships. Given the extent of the attack, if there had not been a problem with the behemoth's engine, Bordero would have probably been hit by the macro cannon, because the void shield would bear a large amount of energy, and the output would have to be reduced when moving at full speed, leading to the possibility of being hit.

Karak's counterattack became fast, and Bordreau moved forward against the enemy's flank fire. The gunfire of those Galaxy-class battleships was not enough because of their hull structure, and the Imperial Guard's solid structure and void shield could completely resist it.

The lucky ones died directly in the impact, and the strong pressure caused them to be shattered into pieces. The slightly worse ones were burned out by the air ignited by friction. The worst ones may have their hands and feet broken but they are still alive. They just regain their senses. He found that he was already floating in the void, but he did not die. He could only be killed slowly by the cold and order, which took dozens of seconds.

The worst ones are those who are still wearing protective clothing or on the edge of the battleship. The uninjured ones are just isolated in the endless void. But the worst thing is that they still have some food. That is almost crazy. There are only two options: suicide and waiting to starve to death. Those who have courage are lucky, but the problem is those who don't, especially those who have never seen the ground in their lives. In the end, they will die less like human beings.

Those macro cannons hit the metal monster like firecrackers thrown by a child. They were far from the standards that the Bordero should be vigilant about, so much so that when she broke through the entire defense line, she didn't even scratch the reflection on the armor layer. Beam coating.

But the reality is that the right time and place, the destruction of the two warships only resulted in a small loss. This was an unexpected victory. At the same time, the cheers of the 30,000 permanent crew members on the Karak galley and the support for Skadi The lord's admiration was even greater.

The Bordeaux's collision angle directly penetrated the weak side armor of the thing, and the flat hull was almost torn apart. The bodies of the two monsters seemed to be embedded in each other, but the small Galaxy-class battleship was different from the Boldreau. The Dro was strong and soon began to fall apart.

The entire Bordero was roaring, and the elite battleships of the empire showed a powerful power that far exceeded those of civilian ships, because in the beating and calculation of the technical priests, and in the design drawings of the sages of the empire, this battleship was to help the empire in this endless world. Something that stood firm in the black void.

The weapon that completes all great actions is Bordeleau. She usually looks like a ship of hope carrying the heroes of the Empire or a pioneer that travels half of the extreme star field, but her true appearance is like this, a killing machine.

In the end, all the noise and roar turned into illusory things. Amidst the gunpowder inspired by those complicated barrels, Bordeaux tore open the curtain composed of smoke, death, metal and explosions, and the gleaming hull was still facing towards Those who are disloyal to the Emperor express a sign of death.

The Flagellants were also killing on the last battleship that was still intact. The enemy's attacks were getting slower and slower, and the intervals were getting wider and wider. Therefore, Lord Magroon repeatedly commented on the greatness of Lord Skadi from the holographic projection. and tactical sensitivity. "Great Lord Alan Bair, your tactics are just like those inherited from your reputation, accurate, deadly and courageous."

He said naturally. "You seem to be very smart, at least you are the best among your brothers, so..."

"Give your master my advice. We are just pawns in front of the Lord of Skadi and the Lord of Wandering Port!"

He held the whip and wrapped it around his neck, then tied one end to his seat decoration, and then jumped off his throne. With a rapid height difference, his body soared into the air and soon began to twitch. For his own territory, this People hanged themselves…