Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 303 Titan Battle
The Titan's metal feet stepped across the endless plain, and the vibration made the whole environment seem stuffy and unpleasant, mixed with the stench of corruption and the smell of promethium emitted by the metal.

To use Taylor's words, this place is basically no different from hell.

The turbid air flowed quickly here, brushing past Frenstein's flanks and the great tank arrays in front.

It was the first time in Taylor's life that he had seen a war deployment on such a scale. Everywhere he looked, he could see the battle lines!
The Chaos God Machines in the distance were also ready. Their huge bodies stood beside the living mountains, relying on the disgusting giants blessed by Chaos as cover.

In the sky, Chaos engines and Imperial gunships roared at each other, and Death-class fighters fought against Demonic Rot Dragons.

Taylor sat on Ferenstein and looked at the situation here. Countless Titan machines were shooting at each other. The towering mountains would be blown to pieces in just a few seconds.

Looking at the huge fragments scattered like raindrops, in the chaotic scene, Taylor felt for the first time that he had returned to the days when he first came into this world.

Even if he could now single-handedly defeat a powerful Chaos Space Marine, so what? Could he still kill a Titan?
No, he remembered that he had actually done it...

Taylor took a quick breath at this moment, and then ordered the artillery team to disperse and provide fire support for the Imperial infantry.

This was a clever move. The incendiary bombs quickly defeated the Chaos Demons led by Kugath. They were blown to pieces by the high-explosive incendiary bombs and burned by flames before they could be healed by magic.

If elite Imperial infantry, such as Cadian or Macragge Guards, advance quickly, use blessed bayonets or lasers to eliminate them.

This method is fast and full of experience, and veterans can quickly clear out those chaotic entities.

As for the larger ones, such as Nurgle Beasts or Great Unclean Ones, what awaits them will be the main guns of the Lemanus tanks and the lasers of the Rogal Dorn tanks.

This was very effective. The demon's flesh, burned by the flames, became difficult to heal. The Empire's tanks easily tore through the rotten flesh and completely expelled them from this world.

At this moment, Taylor's communicator was filled with good news, and even the serious girl Krieg couldn't help but speak.

"Your experience in dealing with those stinking creatures is enough for the entire empire to learn from."

Taylor replied into the radio. "Nothing special, just practice makes perfect..."

“Though I don’t expect to be proficient in this.”

He said uneasily that to be precise, he spent a lot of time learning how to kill those demons most efficiently.

However, people are afraid of being famous, and a tall tree attracts the wind. This sentence is still useful even in 40k.

While Taylor was feeling complacent about his partial victory, a huge chaos engine began to approach them.

A great spike, a paternal gift, the symbol of Chaos was engraved upon that movable mountain.

Countless tentacles and living metals turned into endless curses under the twisted plague blessing, and the foul-smelling chaos cannons spewed out terrible plagues.

A completely corrupted Warhound-class Titan rushed forward with overwhelming force, slowly approaching the flank of the battle line.

Theoretically, the Imperial Titans should now stop them, but the seven huge plague siege vehicles have become a curse that binds the power of the Imperial Titans.

Each one of them was a gift from the Father to Mortarion, each a mobile rift in the Warp, a living fortress forged by the Chaos Gods.

It was a strange triangle, like a pyramid lying across the earth, cast in rotten, rusty-looking metal.

But each of them has a psychic shield that is dozens of times stronger than the void shield and has firepower more powerful than the Imperial Titan.

Each one is 70 meters high. Seven attack vehicles form seven defense arrays to surround the wings of the empire, making it difficult for the Titan Legion, which is as big as the Colossus, to move forward.

Seven gigantic monsters advanced, the mountains shook, and the Titans fell.

Countless huge metal tentacles were waving on the tower car, emerging from the cracks in the rust, like giant octopuses, which was simply indescribable.

Looking at the hellish scene, Taylor said with a weak knee. "What the hell is this?"

He had underestimated Chaos too much, and now the hellish scene made Taylor feel his stomach churning.

However, those giants don't care too much about the mortals on the ground. Taylor's current opponents are more those demons, and a... Warhound Titan...

Taylor asked Roland, "Is the hot melt ready?"

"Do we still have melta bombs?"

Roland replied. "Viscoelastic? Boss, you said you wanted those things a few days ago. Did you expect to face this situation?"

Taylor replied somewhat awkwardly. "No, actually. I originally just wanted to use them against the Great Unclean Ones. After all, those giants are really hard to deal with."

"I plan to have the Lemanus tank crew destroy the demon's limbs, and then use melta bombs to kill it. After all, high-temperature sterilization is indeed trustworthy."

Roland replied. "Technically, we can try, but we don't have enough bombs to take out a single Titan..."

At this moment Taylor's radio started to buzz.

"High temperature sterilization sounds interesting."

The voice was crisp and bright, like a high-pitched war song, like the Valkyrie in Norse mythology.

Taylor simply said, "It's been so long since we last met, and your greeting nearly blew my head off, and now you're monitoring my radio?"

The woman's voice answered. "Monitoring?"

"No, I'm just listening to the winds of war."

"I know very well that there are always troubles and challenges around you, Taylor, that can satisfy my desires and allow me to break away from the rules and regulations of my family."

"You have me obsessed, sir, and I don't know how long this will last..."

"If possible, I hope that the knights of the Mechanicum who serve with me can also experience the madness that I once had."

At this point, Taylor replied, "Of course, my lady..."

"Elena, my old friend."

"It seems that the destruction of Cadia, the madness of crossing the Webway, and the days of resisting the Black Legion have not yet taught you the preciousness of life..."

Elena replied. "No, Taylor, my Lord Baron."

"That's what I wanted to say."

"You've helped the Primarch, journeyed through the dark side of the Imperium, and performed many services, yet you still haven't forgotten your suspicions."

"I came for the war, and I will die for the war."

"I, Elena, the Great Freeblade, hereby declare."

"Until the blood runs dry, until the shield is gone, until the king disappears."

"I always want to fight!"

"Remember the days on Mawson Ride! My Baron!"

Taylor watched as a red knight mech began charging towards the huge Titan, as ridiculous as Don Quixote charging towards the windmill.

He could only say helplessly, "Get the sticky bombs and hot melt ready..."

"Emperor, please bless me..."

"Everyone, charge!"

(End of this chapter)