Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 374 I, the Orc Diplomat

Four knight mechs, a poison blade tank, 2000 veterans of the Imperial Guard and members of the Skadi First Legion.

50 Zerg veterans among the Ultramarines and two Marauder tanks.

Such firepower and manpower are advancing in the wilderness, which is almost more than half of the current strength of the Empire, just to protect Taylor to go to the orc garbage city and ensure his safety.

Even for Calgar, this configuration was a gamble. He could not afford to see a commander and a saint die on his own battlefield, nor could he afford to see his troops being wiped out by the Zerg here.

So, almost at Taylor's instigation, they chose to take a gamble.

Karga might be regretting it now, or to be more precise, Taylor is also regretting it.

When he saw the terrifying monsters that covered the sky and hovered in the sky like whirlwinds and tornadoes, and those flying gargoyle insects, his uneasiness was almost magnified exponentially.

Of course, Taylor was no novice in dealing with Zerg swarms, and most monsters would be dealt with by anti-aircraft vehicles and promethium burners when they approached.

Burning bugs fell from the sky and hit Ferenstein, causing Taylor to say in disgust. "I only think of this in nightmares."

He urged the crew to speed up. As long as they were noticed by those guys, it meant that other node creatures were not far away.

Obviously, one tyrant or several warrior bugs are more difficult to deal with.

What's more, they are regular armies composed of executioners or whipworms, and even have difficult-to-deal-with creatures like plasma cannon worms and licarts.

In comparison, even the greenskins look much more handsome!
But the Zerg are not stupid. They must have guessed that the large-scale deployment of humans represents a risk.

Just as any commander would show vigilance and suspicion when seeing the enemy wasting troops in vain, every Zerg tentacle is a veteran who has experienced many battles.

The sniper team will probably arrive soon. Looking at the heavy sky witch insects or things with long-range weapons starting to appear in the sky, Taylor said uneasily to the radio.

"Everyone stop."

"Line up on the spot, arrange fortifications, and eliminate the enemy's blocking forces here..."

He was sure that if they ventured any further, a large enemy force would be waiting for them.

At the same time, in order to paralyze the enemy's artillery, Taylor specifically asked the insect warfare veterans to go around the rear.

The Ultramarines were not needed here, but if the opposing artillery used plasma to destroy the Imperial Guard's valuable bunkers, the damage would be irreversible.

After making the initial arrangements, Taylor entered the trench hole the soldiers had dug for Frenstein and began observing the situation through a telescope.

First, it's true that the swarms are approaching, but they're more like a natural disaster like a storm than a swarm of organisms.

The black chitin spread out from one side of the horizon, and just looking at it was enough to suffocate you.

Machine guns, plasma cannons, fragmentation missiles, and anti-tank guns fired in like water drops falling powerlessly into the sea.

Many recruits would be intimidated by such sights, but Taylor knew well that those things were not invincible.

However, the Zerg's bone spur rifles and acid bombs soon began to counterattack. Fortunately, the Imperial soldiers had hidden in the trenches and sandbags in advance and survived.

It is also worth mentioning that the Knight Mech and the Poison Blade were also half-buried in the trenches, but they were not using the soldiers' trenches, but the huge piles of earth left behind when digging the trenches.

This operation was quite effective, and the huge area of sand and soil became the best cover for the giant vehicles.

Anti-aircraft vehicles and ordinary vehicles have their own unique half-covered pits to enjoy.

It can be said that Taylor's tactics are almost inseparable from soil.

In this case, although some areas may be broken through by digging pythons, it is generally safe.

Most of the pythons would be hit on the head with engineering shovels by imperial soldiers as soon as they raised their heads.

The Skadi's power armor boasts a powerful servo, doubling the user's strength even without their power pack. Combined with the sharp, serrated edge of the shovel and its ability to switch to a sledgehammer-like armor-breaking mode, a powerful blow from the shovel would stun even a giant python.

Then what awaits it is plasma and thermal, which mostly depends on what the soldier has around. Of course, explosive bombs and large-scale laser burning are not impossible.

When Taylor received a report that some soldiers had killed a python with bayonets and engineer shovels, he was a little confused and wondered whether the chitinous exoskeleton of the Tyrannosaurus had turned into a cardboard box.

Could corruption exist in the Zerg? Which tyrant embezzled biomass?
how can that be!

In the end, he could only attribute all this to the power of the Emperor...

Perhaps the Emperor enhanced the combat effectiveness of those warriors just to give them the upper hand in battle.

Of course, Taylor has also heard "heretical remarks" related to the strengthening of Waaagh's position, but in most public occasions he would seriously say that all this is nothing but groundless.

But he knew very well that after each encounter with orcs, the Skadi people's fighting power would always become stronger.

So, I think those shrimps are really fierce.

It is not impossible.

But he openly wanted to prevent such stupid remarks from having any impact on him.

Just thinking about this, Taylor found that the front line suddenly began to shrink.

The swarm came and went as quickly as a monsoon. After a few hours of fierce attack, it was replaced by silence and retreat.

Obviously bugs wouldn't do that, so there must be someone else causing them to leave.

Thinking of this, Taylor had already seen the smoke rising from the distant horizon and the stench of green-skinned spores in the air.

After the strange cry of Waaagh appeared, a group of strange-shaped vehicles successfully replaced the swarm of insects that covered the sky.

Taylor looked at the dirty tanks and modified trucks that spit flames, shooting at the enemies that gave the Empire a headache with weapons that looked like they were pulled from the wasteland.

When a few gas tanks with explosives successfully killed an executioner, and when the inferior bombs penetrated the tyrant's chitinous exoskeleton, Taylor already knew who was coming.

Those things are simply a joke of the Creator.

Or is it a prank by the ancient saints?

Taylor looked at the army that was facing a formidable enemy, and at the same time picked up the prepared loudspeaker and spoke to the greenskins.

"I am Taylor! Chief of the Blood Axe Clan or the Orc Terminator! If you have heard of the name of the legendary Armageddon, then let me see your leader!"

At this moment, the ever-successful convoy suddenly stopped.

A tall, green-skinned war boss wearing goggles and a handmade motorcycle suit cursed at the top of his lungs.

"I wondered who it was!"

"It turned out to be the Scourge of Armageddon!"

"Come quickly, I know exactly where you are, the big war is there!"

That's right, in the orc language, disaster means countless wars and fun...

This is probably?

Praise?

(End of this chapter)