Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

[Previous reminder: From the beginning of this chapter to Chapter 51, the focus is on group portraits, with mostly side descriptions and descriptions of supporting characters. This is mainly to patch up the plot and can be skipped. 】

not enough!

not enough!

Far from enough!

It's never enough!

Damn...

It needs an opponent!

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[Overlord Carmen] was panting violently, and its ferocious gaze passed over the soldiers and slaves in the legion. They stretched all the way from the gray skyline to the other side of the sandy skyline.

[Overlord Carmen] is commanding a large army, at least according to the standards of the Randan Empire. That is true. Where Carmen can see, there are more than twenty soldiers who are the same as [Overlord Warriors]. The elite Randan warriors are the true military aristocracy of this barbaric race and are the absolute core of all Randan war art and military organization.

[Overlord] are the most powerful and arrogant warriors. Most of them have never lost on the battlefield. The strange swords in their hands have drunk the blood of countless powerful opponents, and Carmen is the king among [Overlord]. , its strength and achievements are enough to make these arrogant and arrogant warriors instinctively learn humility.

Outside the [Overlord], there are layers and layers of Ran Dan soldiers surrounding them. Of course, these ordinary warriors cannot compete with the elites, but they also have tall bodies, developed senses, brutal strength, and fear. and the harsh discipline that comes with surrender.

As a race that aspires to the Star Sea but has an insufficient population, the Ran Dan has a deformed social structure: in addition to core technology and military industry, the Ran Dan race throws a large number of low-level production lines to slaves and so-called allies, in order to With his own manpower liberated, every Ran Dan civilian became a reserve soldier who could look forward to it. Coupled with the extremely barbaric and martial social atmosphere, Ran Dan successfully transformed his society into a society only for conquest and enslavement. A terrible barracks.

What's more, Randan's warships rarely carry weapons for bombing the ground, because for them, capturing slaves and winning the war are equally important.

After seeing the huge size of the human empire that could make any opponent despair, the Randan Empire went further and further on this abnormal path. In order to kill the creation of the emperor's ambition in one fell swoop, they did not hesitate. The entire future of the race is at stake: almost all Randan civilians who can take up arms have become soldiers or reservists. They are stuffed into large and small fleets, using brutal strength and fearless courage to fight crazily. , adding an insignificant bargaining chip to Ran Dan's victory.

Carmen can even see some young faces among Ran Dan's soldiers. Although these immature soldiers are also terrible war killers, it is clear that before, Ran Dan's army would never accept this new blood. .

This is short-sighted folly.

[Overlord Carmen] sighed in his heart. Its eyes finally skipped over these young people of the same kind and focused on the endless slave army. The slave army belonging to Carmen naturally did not have those indiscriminate humans and other fragile races. Looking at it, Looking at them, they were all monsters full of brute force and wildness. Ran Dan even had to install special mind control collars on their necks to prevent accidents.

This is Carmen's regiment: an absolute core, twenty-four elite [Overlords], more than 20,000 ordinary Randan soldiers who serve as the backbone and minions, and hundreds of thousands of [Consumption Troops] who are manipulated and enslaved.

In the past, with such a corps in hand, Carmen would have been able to launch a general attack on any country of any race, but it was different now. It knew exactly what it had to face.

Those two or three meter tall [humans], those powerful warriors who called themselves Astartes, Carmen had never witnessed how they slaughtered Ran Dan's slave army, and even ordinary Ran Dan soldiers were killed under their guns. No different than a fragile child, only the [Overlord] can defeat these powerful opponents by relying on brutal strength, rich experience, and superior equipment.

Compared with these powerful warriors, the guys called [Mortal Auxiliary Army] around them are insignificant. Even an ordinary Ran Dan soldier can easily fight against three or five so-called mortal auxiliary troops. The skilled Ran Dan team can even join forces to slaughter mortal opponents more than ten times their size.

Under the so-called mortal auxiliary army, the human empire seems to have more fragile and smaller units. Carmen's army just crushed a few lines of defense and killed thousands of such [soldiers], but it has These guys have no interest in it, all it cares about are those warriors worthy of a great duel.

Yes... the opponent!

At the thought of this, [Overlord Carmen]'s slightly cooled fearless heart began to beat crazily again. It continued to breathe heavily, its chest burning with attachment to duel and life and death, taking care of the horror that spread throughout its body. scar.

But it knows that it must endure, and it must continue Ran Dan's tradition: first let the endless slaves rush up and consume them, and then let the elite warriors decide the outcome.

It knew that this was the safest way, but another desire in its mind was also tormenting it: just now, it got information from the communications of various legions, and a small vanguard legion was lost in an instant. Contact and whereabouts, thousands of Randan warriors and hundreds of thousands of slaves disappeared quietly.

There is a strong person, a powerful opponent, he may be a great warrior, or a psyker like his adoptive father, or even a powerful weapon that can be controlled, but it doesn't care, it just wants to It wants to defeat the monster that can destroy the legion. It just wants to enjoy a hearty fight after this boring and long voyage.

This emotion seemed particularly strong... as if something was whispering in its ears.

Fight, it takes a real fight.

No...this feeling...

No, don't think about it. Don't think about the battle yet. There is still a mission to complete: move forward, find the hidden base, and seize it. This is the top priority now.

But...fight...

…

damn it.

Carmen pressed her forehead, and then heard the voice of the assistant officer on the side.

"grown ups……"

"explain!"

"Sir, the vanguard is reporting that there is a human fighter plane in front of our march route."

"Shoot it down, do you still need my instructions?"

[Overlord Carmen] can hear its own voice becoming more violent and dissatisfied than before. Maybe it really needs to speed up its pace, lead the army, and speed up. It remembers that in front of it is the only big river in the world, passing through it You can reach your destination and then eliminate the guys guarding there. There should be Astartes...

Hopefully they will be opponents who won’t let it down.

[Overlord Carmen] raised its head, and at the front of the team, it saw a storm gathering.

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"The storm is gathering, Hector."

"We may need to change our route, but if that's the case, we won't be able to reach the bridge before the stipulated time, and I'm afraid we'll have to fight with those Dark Angels again."

Think tank Salieri walked at the front of the team. Next to him was the silent Ajax, and behind him was Hector who looked a little listless. At the end of the team, the person who landed in this world in the emergency transport The ancient warrior Kyron guards the rear of the group.

"...Hector?"

The report received no reply, Salieri turned his head, and not surprisingly saw a mixture of hesitation and thought on Hector's face.

"Hector!"

The think tank raised his voice slightly and woke up the thinking squad leader with a soft scream.

"What's going on with you guy? Why do you look so worried from the beginning?"

"Just worried about the war."

Hector answered vaguely. Even Ajax frowned because of this answer, let alone Salieri who had disbelief written on his face. However, the ancient warrior Chiron did not notice this. , he just squinted his eyes and stared at an inconspicuous mound on the side, memories and thoughts flashing in his pupils.

But under the trust and long-term friendship, Salieri said nothing in the end, and the team just continued to trek in silence to the distant bridge.

The Sabis River, which almost traverses the entire Sabis 4 star, is a huge turbulent stream. Even the narrowest river surface is almost several hundred meters wide, and there are sharp rocks densely covered under the rapid current, making it difficult for anyone to walk on foot. The possibility of trekking was completely eliminated.

Therefore, the few bridges across the river are precious and even of strategic significance, and a team of the Second Legion was sent to support one of them. After a long time without waiting for the Storm Bird to come to the rescue, Hecht and others had to go on foot.

This journey was not considered long, and there was no firefight with the enemy. Except for the ancient warrior Kailon occasionally squinting his eyes and staring at some mounds, nothing else happened, but this did not prevent Heck Te trudged in a state of worry.

Just before departure, while waiting for the Stormbird to catch them, Hector finally calmed down and planned to talk to his comrades about the magical reality of the Primarch.

But the reality is...

"Primarch? What Primarch?"

Everyone, whether it was Ajax, Salieri who was the initiator of everything, or even the ancient warrior Chiron, were looking at him with pure confusion and taking it for granted, as if they knew nothing.

Hector tried to argue, but after asking a few questions, he found that they really knew nothing: the memories of discovering the traces of the original body and breaking into the Dark Angels camp had disappeared inexplicably. I remember that the team was sent down by a transfer order.

Looking at the sworn faces of his battle brothers and his mentor, for a moment, even Hector himself fell into doubt: Could everything really be his unconscious delusion?

If that face with silver hair and blue eyes hadn't always been clearly reflected in his mind, he might have been struck down by this suspicion.

But after doubting it, a new and terrifying thought took over his mind:

In the end what happened?

Why is he the only one who remembers it?

who? when? How did you do it?

He didn't even dare to think more.

Hector raised his head. He wanted to take a deep breath, and then use battles and missions to temporarily forget these terrible inferences and memories.

Then, he saw a Stormbird.

A flaming Stormbird.

It was obviously concentrated by something. The wing on one side was completely covered in the billowing smoke. Hector watched it fall crookedly, draw a strange arc in the air, and then slowly disappear in the sky. in front of their field of vision.

That's the direction of the bridge.

It is also their mission goal.

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Several Dark Angels were still staying in this rather dark secret room.

"Someone just spied on us. He is an ancient warrior from the Second Legion."

"Don't worry about him, why hasn't Team B's lucky target arrived here yet?"

"Their Storm Bird was attacked by Ran Dan, and they are preparing to meet up with Group A guarding the bridge nearby."

"Group A reported that a large-scale Ran Dan army is advancing towards the bridge. Their goal is probably here."

"Do we need reinforcements?"

"The size of Ran Dan's army?"

"About twenty [overlords], around twenty thousand ordinary Ran Dan soldiers, and hundreds of thousands of slave troops."

"I remember... if the two groups AB meet up, there will be a total of seven people, plus the mortal guards on the bridge, there will be about 20,000..."

The Dark Angel sitting in the middle nodded.

"enough."

"Our first task is to defend this place. Leave the bridge matter to Group A and Group B."

"Believe..."

"The power of Dreadwing."

I originally planned to write from multiple perspectives for a while, but today I looked through the last few posts...

So I put together a few perspectives to play the Battle of the Bridge, and eliminated a few by the way.

It seems like I really don’t know how to write war scenes, I feel bad...