Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Bordeaux advanced in the void, pushing aside the dark fog and stirring up places that had not yet been clarified when humans explored the stars. Like a meteor, she crossed an astronomical distance of nearly tens of millions of kilometers, sailing far away from civilization. 15 days.

There is no gravity in the void. The breakaway gave the imperial warships a speed beyond expectations, and they only had to expend energy for steering and maintenance, so they were still much faster than expected. In just 15 days, they flew faster than normal commercial ships, which took about 45 days. journey, a 30-day journey for a warship of the same class.

When the war fortress called Karazha on the star map was getting closer, the captain asked Alan Bair, who had lived on the bridge all year round. "Do you need to go to the normal entry window? The lords here strictly control their territory and even built a space station specifically for interrogation."

"But we did not rely on normal supply routes. We relied on large amounts of fuel reserves and inertia to fly directly here. And this is really a miracle!"

This is equivalent to not sailing along the coast in the Age of Discovery, but choosing to cross the dark deep sea directly. Under normal circumstances, people who do this must be lunatics like rogue traders or free captains. Their ships are relatively large. It is light, has large storage space, and its crew members are mostly adventurers or mercenaries.

Regular armies like imperial battleships must restrict their navigation due to various baggage and a large number of personnel and weapons. It is better to say that battleships are absolutely unable to bypass supply points, and Lord Karazhar has also reached a considerable level of control over those supply points. degree.

So Alan Bayer answered. "Yes, we need alliances, but it's great to be able to build a space station here. According to the rules, they have to give 5% of the products of Wandering Port to maintain its legitimacy, and any equipment that is enough to defend warships means they need it. Enough resources to nourish a battleship."

"He should be more powerful than we expected, isn't he?" the captain replied, and let the behemoth slowly approach the location that was clearly designated as the location of the lord.

A short beeping sound announced where those things were. They gradually got closer, and finally met them when they could see them with their own eyes. The actual scene they witnessed for the first time in the vast void was not as great as they imagined.

He made a waving gesture and said. "Time is running out."

Alan Bair shook his head. "Something's wrong."

"Then if it was defeated, why is this place still under the emperor's light?"

This was an old friend. Alan Bayer's eyes locked on him almost instantly. He was a dark green, muscular, hooked, and disgusting evil woman with fangs. He was dressed in rough clothes. With simple clothes, it's hard to imagine what state he was in when he floated into the void. Maybe he was logging into the army? But he didn't have a void suit, just an orange suit made of iron and cloth.

Those fox-like officials were close to Alan Bair and his transport ship. Bordreau deployed almost most of his troops at once, firstly to suppress the place in an emergency, and secondly to defend against the possible attack of the orcs, although it was a bit The person who came was not kind, but it was also a helpless move.

"What's going on? Isn't this the area under Karazhar's control?" Alan Bair rarely lost his temper like this. After all, in his eyes, Border Earl Noend was a powerful potential ally, and he was by no means a weakling who was trampled upon like this.

"A little bit young." His words were a bit old-fashioned. Of course, it was also because he always made simple additions to his life. This sentence almost exposed his soul that was close to 50 years old. Although at the end of human civilization, In this era, appearance means nothing.

He needed time and success, so Karaza's current situation made him very dissatisfied. Whether he blamed the slow update of the wild snake intelligence or the brutality of the orcs, it was useless. The huge battleship landed easily after a short communication. Today's Karazhar has no ability to hinder the Imperial Guard. The starport is empty and there are probably not many battleships left.

Two giant battleship-like objects made of metal were floating in the void in the form of spheres. Obviously they had no mobility, at least not as powerful as an imperial battleship. But at this moment, those four-kilometer-long metal space stations in the void could accommodate more than an imperial battleship. There are more soldiers, bullets, equipment and thicker armor, but even such a terrifying war weapon now appears to be riddled with holes.

The prime minister answered immediately. "That's a miracle. After the orcs invaded the mainland, about four days ago, our warships were basically completely lost, and our void combat capabilities collapsed. The soldiers brutally carried out a counterattack against the orcs who logged in, and prepared to ignite the ancient weapons in the castle. , nuclear bomb, and the orcs died together."

Under the leadership of the strong-shielded Norn lord, they defeated the orc invasions one after another. At the same time, they gained the trust and supplies of other lords with their strong martial virtue. Other territories also realized the truth of the death of lips and teeth, so they continued to provide them with resources.

Alan Bair just spoke. "Leave quickly. The orcs are not satisfied with destroying this place. They may have already gone to besiege Karazha. If we are lucky, we can collect the corpses of those poor people!" Although it is a bit ridiculous, it is true. There are too many orcs. Vicious, and therefore ferocious, they possess all the attributes required of the Imperium's most hated xenomorph and are so infamous that even the Tau cannot tolerate them.

Bordeleau slowly moved forward from the gap between the two space stations. Dignity and greatness have now become dilapidated and cruel. The only ability of the people of Karazha to resist the brutal roaming port has now been completely torn to pieces, spending countless manpower. Hope and dignity built with material resources have become scrap metal.

Such cruelty is caused by being surrounded by the most belligerent and difficult-to-eradicate aliens in the universe. It is almost impossible to change. It can even be said that the people here have reached a tacit understanding with the orcs, a kind of destruction by them, and the lord protects and relies on the protection. A means to obtain resources, but this is not voluntary or premeditated, just to survive.

"The angels have arrived. They are wearing red and white uniforms, wielding war blades, and their command is majestic. A light golden power sword shouts that natural disasters are coming, and finally defeats the invading orcs. However, the enemy's large forces still exist, and those angels are still there. Without explaining the battle group and supply requirements, we hurried back to the void and headed towards the orc lair, an abandoned fortress, to buy us time to regroup."

They have fought and fought with this alien race several times. This is not a special case. Apparently a nightmare was born here. However, they are not blood axes, but void pirates. They look a bit similar to Bad Moon, but no matter which clan is responsible for Not a good thing for the empire.

But these two nightmares are now rotten and riddled with holes. The forts are emitting smoke. It may be that the core that provides energy inside is melting. The dense shelling has torn them apart, revealing a dark residential area inside, as well as the inside. The charred corpse almost subconsciously reminds people of death and ruins.

When Bordero looks forward from the left and right, you can still see the side carvings, which are huge words written in High Gothic with proud sentences that are more than 500 meters long. The right side is "Gate of Friendship" and the left side is "Gate of Friendship". Must always be there." The elegant streamlined text and the metal layout specially left for them look extremely ironic next to the debris of ruins and the remains of death.

Therefore, the officials had bitter expressions on their faces, especially the very tall Alan Bayer, who raised his head and held his chest out, giving him an inexplicable look of being a servant. But even so, they had to speak. "Lieutenant General of the Imperial Guard, why are you here?"

The hull of the ship floated past the thing in the void, and Alan Bayer's mood also became lowered. However, just as he was about to leave his eyes, he noticed the dark green corpse glowing from the reactor inside the dilapidated space station.

"Forward, it's terrible. Can't the emperor see the cruelty here?" The captain couldn't help complaining. He started the ship and moved forward. When the battleship slowly passed between the two ancient fortresses, they could still I can vaguely see the greatness and glory of these two terrible war engines. This must be the tragedy caused by the enemy attacking with a force that far exceeds their numbers!

"It's unsightly to look at." Alan Bayer saw the corpse of a local PDF wearing a uniform similar to that of the Imperial Guard at the window. It was covered with frost. Ironically, it was as fresh as if he had died yesterday. The struggle on his face was evident.

The prime minister was quite smart and introduced him as soon as he came up. "I inherited my father's position to assist you. Unexpectedly, after I took office, about two months ago, the lord fell ill. It was probably a heart disease. His body became thin and his abilities lost. In addition, the orcs immediately began to plunder him after he became ill. The lord Completely defeated by countless news of defeat, now..."

"Sir, I am the lord's servant and the prime minister here. The lord has been ill for a long time. If you have anything you can tell me, you can tell me." His brown eyes and light blond hair are already handsome, but as a prime minister, He still looks young, but Alan Beyer is lucky to have someone who can handle things reasonably. If it were just those officials, he would probably only be able to enjoy the treatment of office wrangling.

"There is no battleship?" The captain was a little confused. He could indeed receive the radio from a distance. It would be better to say that he was the first person to see that Karazha was unharmed.

So the captain spoke. "Full speed ahead!"

But in the short exchange, those officials had shown that they had nothing but fancy looks and the ability to correct scrolls. Alan Bayer didn't have much expectations until one of the officials walked out, wiping sweat and wearing a A young man in a blue rune robe with a loyal skull necklace hanging on his chest.

"Alien." The captain sighed. He didn't like the dilapidated battleships of the orcs. Although he didn't exactly fight too many, he didn't like those tough guys who were crazy and liked to ram his precious battleships.

He held the scimitar tightly as if he was cutting something, his chest was penetrated by the imperial weapon, and there was an uncomfortable, crazy smile on his face. Finally, he was fixed here by the coldness of the void, and Alan Bair said his name. . "Orcs (Orcs)!"

"Has a great imperial lord fallen like this in just two months?" Alan Bayer suddenly became a little doubtful, but he cared more about it than this.

With a sharp angle of the bastion or a powerful enough macro cannon, Bordero can surpass the two huge door gods. Absolutely, but she cannot defeat this army. They occupy a favorable location, are wrapped in fine gold, and the forts are densely packed from them. The limbs are derived, like two terrifying metal sea urchins guarding Karazha's gate.

Their landing was a success, relying on the Empire's lame pretense of humanitarian aid to the Loyalists and under the threat of mostly Bordeaux's firepower as their transports landed on the surface of the metal airport, a metal fortress more powerful than any other asteroid fortress. Sturdy.

This place was attacked and they were defeated? Alan Bayer was not sure, but it should have been some time, at least more than three days, but it was definitely not long ago, because it would not waste much time and materials to fill up the weak damage caused by the projectiles.

"Didn't I say, humanitarian aid, how can your lord come in the future?" Alan Bair said. He originally thought that Strong Shield Norn would come directly. According to the records in the scroll, he would definitely come with good wine. There were guests, but unlike the records, the only people who came were a few clerks who couldn't even command the soldiers well.

When the transport ship landed slowly, calming people's thoughts, Alan Bayer looked at the complex environment of the star port, the heavy transport equipment, Hercules half-tracks, Loit transport vehicles, in countless large containers Things were being moved inside and workers at the port were in a hurry, but they still couldn't cover up the craters and knife marks on the walls.

Bordeaux began to burn her own fuel. That dangerous start took her through a full 15-day trip and still left a lot of fuel for her to cross most places. This is why Alan Bair chose the wandering world as her star. own help.

She streaked across the entire universe like a meteor, until the speed of the stars could no longer catch up with her. Karazha was not far from here, and after only an uneasy 5 standard hours, the battleship could vaguely see the twinkling artificial star. .

Almost everyone here is a soldier, even children can operate anti-aircraft guns, because this is the activity range of a huge orc clan. Although this huge is for an asteroid fortress with a population of only 300,000 to 400,000, it is still shocking enough.

"It seems that there is no problem. Surprisingly, there is no orc attack here, but this is not in line with their character, so someone must have lured those orcs away." The chief of staff looked at this matter from a unique perspective and had to Said his perspective is interesting and probably close to reality.

"No matter what, let's land at the starport first. We need to communicate with the local lords to complete this sad alliance." Alan Bair thought, it was the loyalist Magroon who made him change his mind, and he just accepted it. Put it in the worst location and use it as bait.

When the towering muzzles replaced the empire's huge factory chimneys or high-rise buildings, the vehicles running on the ground were all militarized armored vehicles or heavy trucks.

"It's just like Cadia." Alan Bair looked out from the window on the transport ship and saw this peculiar city, or barracks. People here have to serve voluntarily, and being a soldier is almost the best and most promising profession here. none of them.

Listening to the vivid description, Alan Bair thought of the Eagles of Destruction, and the power sword was indeed the weapon of the Master Chief...

However, he was not in a hurry. To deal with the orcs, they could not completely destroy the enemy but still protect themselves enough. However, he felt sensitively that if the looseness within the territory was not dealt with, the regiment that once defeated the orcs would be resurrected. His goals and short-term Victory will also be out of reach.

So he only answered the prime minister. "Take me to the Count, now!"