Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 420 Behemoth Arrives
The swarm monsters have begun to gather outside the orbit, and those huge void creature warships have begun to release large numbers of monsters into this orc world.

However, the complex defense systems and anti-orbital capabilities managed to quickly hinder the lead strike force.

The Zerg immediately threw out Licats for assassination, but most of the assassination insects died before they landed on the ground. Only a few Licats could rely on a large number of Zerg spores for defense and landed on the ground.

Those vicious and fast axeworms are sneaking in quickly, and it won't be long before they can use their battle-hardened art of war and experience to tear open an air strike for the Great Devourer.

Whether it's infiltration, assassination, or intimidation, those guys are always able to take on such tasks and succeed perfectly.

A Licat stuck its head out and used its twisted throat to gently imitate the voice of the greenskins, shouting cruelly.

"Oh my god! Man, I found something big! It's worth 300 teeth!"

The hoarse, cruel, and crazy voice was so penetrating.

Those axeworms and licart worms had killed greenskins before and absorbed their memories. They knew very well what those green monsters desired most and how to attract them.

But this time, this tried-and-true method failed. After several calls without any response, the cunning Licat insects immediately realized that something was different.

Since their imitations were useless, it will definitely cause speculation.

Even if the Licat bugs did not guess that the greenskins had been recast with the Empire's war attitude, they could sensitively feel that the situation was different.

They began to quickly retreat to safe areas, such as the most comfortable ventilation ducts and sewers, but this time they still miscalculated.

Several large dark green hands with dark green camouflage stretched out from the darkness in an instant, and a few explosive bombs and a long blade left marks on the chitinous shells of the axeworms.

That’s right, death came again this time, but it was the god of death who died.

The bodies of the Licat worms fell to the ground, and the inky blood wet the ground. Several dark green arms pulled the corpses into the shadows.

At the same time, the swarm of insects immediately realized the failure and death of the axeworms.

They began to drop those spore airdrops frantically, at least hoping that enough bugs would fall for them to feast on.

Only the orbital bombardment was intercepted, and the Waagh field shield successfully resisted the attack, while the disorderly and continuous, continuous and deadly airdrop pods and the sky bat swarms that almost covered the sky were useless.

All those methods that have always been effective are now ineffective.

Because the greenskin's communicator was protected by the Waagh, and secondly, the technological products researched by the Fart Elf Tech Boss successfully offset the shadow of the Great Devourer in a small area.

The combination of human technology and greenskin psychic power made the impossible possible, but now the Great Devourer has to face a group of enemies who know it inside and out.

The greenskins in every unit are now cooperating perfectly, countless artillery fire is flying in the air, but the fangs of the Zerg are unable to fall.

The Swarm quickly realized their tactics had to change, and the Great Devourer began dropping fighters in urban areas and out of firing range.

But such an airdrop was actually misleading. How could there be an air raid with so much anti-aircraft firepower and thousands of roaring heavy artillery? Obviously, Taylor just wanted them to think there was an air raid.

When countless spores explode, they immediately have to face complex war engineering.

Frankly speaking, the greenskins are the most hardworking creatures Taylor has ever seen. As long as you use your fists to tell them what to do, their green muscles can burst out with abilities that are much better than those of ordinary engineering regiments.

With a few large shovels, a few bags of cement, enough land and a tactical map, plus three months of war exercises, the greenskins cultivated their positions meticulously time and time again.

They were divided into two groups, taking turns to fight each other. At first, this place was just a simple trench, without even a proper road or transportation route. But in one war game after another, in order to achieve better results, the greenskins fought each other and successfully turned this place into an iron wall.

The huge fortress of the reinforced concrete master, with trenches crisscrossing each other and a large amount of crossfire and machine guns, the greenskins ready to go and dozens of heavy broken cannons have already been set up.

And it turns out that dealing with the most formidable enemy doesn't require high technology or great inventions.

All Taylor needed were the simplest things: bullets and manpower.

A large number of simple and reliable things were loaded with high-explosive incendiary bombs, easily roasting the fangs of the Zerg.

As Kaul said, what they need is not a heavy artillery shell that can kill a heavy armored beetle, but a piece of iron that can kill enemies of equal or even more value.

War is always a simple war of attrition. Even the Zerg need to calculate the cost and estimate whether their battle is worth it.

Taylor has now prepared a celebration banquet, and Belisarius Kaur also believes that victory is certain. The Zerg began to retreat without hesitation, hoping to escape from this meat grinder as soon as possible.

Belisarius Kaur picked up an alcoholic drink that he could laugh at and said, "To the victory."

Taylor sat down, picked up his glass, and replied, "I thought the Mechanical Magus was pretty rigid."

Belisarius Kaur replied. "It depends on what you encounter. If they are from Mars, those red robes draped around their bodies are enough to make them lost."

"The Emperor has given them enough privileges that the Mechanicus always takes precedence over many other things, which has given them arrogance and stupidity."

Cawl had some complaints about the Mechanicus. After all, he had seen those stupid guys make mistakes more than once in the past ten thousand years.

Foolish belief or obsessive worship of science and technology, and inefficient and foolish use.

Dialectics, verification, and multiple experiments have become rituals and taken for granted for them.

Kaul was tired of his colleagues, those stupid and ridiculous cyborg creations, those ignorant future primitives, hitting the world's most advanced creations with stones.

When the Zerg began to retreat and the celebration party was about to begin, Taylor was not surprised at having secured this world, because everything was as it should be.

Three months of preparation, countless tests, and finally the result was just a matter of course.

This meal was just a normal reward, and the green-skinned people also had something to eat. A few canned foods and some starch blocks were the best delicacies for them.

But the swarm retreated quickly. Cawl looked at the food on the table and asked in confusion, "Why are you so sure we will win quickly?"

Taylor knocked on the table and said, "Because there's still one guest who hasn't arrived."

Now, before the banquet even started, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared in the hall.

However, this was not a surprise to Taylor.

A giant in purple armor arrived with his warriors. His white hair had turned bald and his old face was no longer handsome.

And Kaul made a hostile electric sound and said.

"Fabius Bile!"

(End of this chapter)