Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 264: Kamaz Defense, Part 1
"Has anyone ever told you that you look handsome when you play defense seriously?" A frivolous voice passed by Taylor's ears.

Taylor just used a telescope to look at the road project built by the enemy outside the fortress, and wondered how to blow it up.

He now responded to the chattering pretty woman. "Has anyone ever told you that you can be annoying sometimes?"

The cult girl laughed and said, "No, I usually say that to others."

Taylor replied worriedly. "Unless you can help me, like blow all the enemy engineers' heads off instantly, I won't be able to sleep well, let alone have sex."

The cult girl said, "That's impossible. I can't do it, but I don't know what you're worried about."

"It's just a war. Even if we die, we'll just go to Lady Slaanesh and hold an eternal banquet~"

Taylor interrupted her. "I'm going to the Golden Throne. Don't get involved with me."

The cult girl said, "No, that old meat is dull and glaring. I've seen it while meditating, and it was incredibly boring."

"Compared to that, my mom has a life of revelry every night, with plenty of wine and beauties..."

Taylor interrupted. "That's enough! Shut up your Chaos Mouth, or I'll kick you out first. I want to see how the Hundred Eyes will deal with you, a Chaos traitor."

The cultist girl wiped her tears and said, "Oh... Lord Kamasburg actually abandoned us after having an affair. He's obviously forgotten us..."

Taylor covered her mouth. "Don't talk nonsense!"

He didn't care much about his innocence, but he still needed the support of the nobles these days. Thinking of this, he could only indulge this guy to be naughty beside him...

Then Taylor suddenly felt something soft and slippery rubbing against the palm of his hand.

He said with disgust. "You licked it?"

She replied. "I licked it."

Taylor said. "I haven't washed my hands in a while!"

She replied. "I like it more."

Taylor scolded. "You should be working for Nurgle!"

She said, "I tried it. Those guys have some stamina."

"But they are still too weak, not as powerful and angry as those of Khorne~"

Taylor frowned. "You'd better talk about the strategic difference."

However, after being treated like this by this guy, his mood was a little better. Although she might not have good intentions, this kind of trouble was also a way for her to help Taylor.

After a while of arguing, Taylor suddenly said, "Thank you, even though we're not on the same path."

The lady's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she walked out of the platform without saying a word. She walked behind the wall, covered her face like a young girl in love, and squatted in the corner.

After a while, she stood up, regaining her heroic and Slaanesh-like demeanor, and began to get busy inside the fortress.

As for Taylor, he had no idea of the lady's little thoughts and her true preferences.

He only knew that a cultist needed his soul, so he said so many ambiguous words.

They may be friends, but she's not looking for him for love, and that's enough for him to reject her time and time again.

You can use the words of Miss Leitlin.

He is both a genius and a fool.

He's definitely not straight or incapable of reading the air, but he always has his own set of principles. It's just that when it comes to relationships, these principles aren't as accurate as they are on the battlefield...

After a while, Taylor suddenly noticed cumulonimbus clouds in the sky.

He remembered that the enemy's heavy vehicles were not suited to traversing the muddy forest soil, in other words.

If there is heavy rain, the enemy's heavy machinery will not be able to start, and the enemy's road will be shut down, cutting off the enemy's logistics and buying them time.

"Emperor, if you can hear me, please make it rain." "Of course I know you're not the Dragon King or anything, but I can only try to help..."

Taylor said to himself.

He hoped that this would work, after all, it could buy him some peaceful rest, but when a drop of rain fell, Taylor couldn't help but frown.

The liquid had an abnormal stench, like rotten swill, and was, unsurprisingly, dark green in color.

He immediately cursed.

"I'm *your*!"

The other side actually used psychic power to pour excrement water into his fortress?
But it makes sense, among the four gods, the one who is best at protracted warfare and has powerful siege capabilities must be Nurgle!

But Taylor wasn't afraid at all.

Because he knows Nurgle too well.

During this period, food and drinking water had already been fully sealed, and in order to avoid groundwater pollution, they had already pumped up enough water from underground to drink for several years.

As for infection and illness caused by contamination from raindrops, this is indeed a problem, but as long as centralized supervision and treatment are carried out and patients are isolated, there will be no problem.

For days the foul rain continued, until even the Chaos wizards who had cast the spell didn't want to chant anymore, but the Kamasu had no problem with it.

Instead, the wet, sticky raindrops succeeded in drying up their main transport routes, forcing them to use horses to transport food and weapons on the sticky, clay-like ground.

When the foul rain stopped, they would need to give the Imperials a full week to rest and rebuild their transportation network.

Taylor could almost imagine how angry the Chaos Space Marine wizard named Mad Fire would be and how he would mock his men.

After all, the attacks that lasted for half a month were completely ineffective, and at the same time, the three Space Marines captured by Taylor became more and more well-behaved.

Almost anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Hundred Eyes Gang was no longer able to take this place.

They lost, no doubt, due to low morale and poor logistics. In comparison, Kamaz still had a lot of combat effectiveness.

Although Taylor doesn't like to open champagne at halftime, he is indeed quite optimistic about it and has even started thinking about how to hold a celebration party.

But they saw that one by one the Chaos ships began to fall like meteors.

Roland said. "Could it be that the Primarch has returned?!"

The Lion Guards were very happy and were chattering about something, "My Lord Primarch."

She looks like Ryan's little fan girl or brother.

Although the old man was indeed handsome, Taylor still rolled his eyes.

However, he soon saw that the ships attacking Chaos were not Imperial warships, but huge red ships...

Those things with strange tentacles and long horns are now in low-Earth orbit, firing at the ground and the Hundred-Eyed Battleships without restraint.

The overwhelming numbers made the Chaos ships seem like ridiculous things when they fell.

A large number of Space Marine airdrop pods began to fall like raindrops.

The bright red logo on their airdrop pods has revealed their identity: the first general under the Bronze Throne, the World-Eater Legion!
Roland couldn't help but say, "Boss? Why are they attacking their own people?!"

Taylor replied. "If you knew what Angron was like, you wouldn't be surprised by this."

He turned and shouted to the soldiers, "Prepare your plasma guns and bolter grenades. We are about to face the attack of the World Eaters!"

He looked up at the sky anxiously, muttering to himself, "What a disgusting war of attrition..."

"Is it really because I provoked them?"

"Isn't it just sending their dad back to the warp?"

(End of this chapter)