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Chapter 455: Poison Blade Cannon Penetrates the Demon

When the imperial historians were investigating the data, they could not imagine what Mr. Taylor relied on to persuade the Eldar clown troupe.

They could hardly imagine what could attract so many elite aliens.

Some speculated that he sold out the huge interests of the empire in exchange for this matter, and some believed that he caused 20 worlds to be plundered by the Eldar, but even so, those people believed that Taylor's decision was worthwhile and even made a lot of money.

But no one knew that what he paid not only did not cause any loss to the empire, but instead successfully ruined the reputation of a traitor.

At least for a while, the Eldar would use the word "Magnus" instead of "disappointment".

When Taylor escaped and returned, he once again successfully announced his diplomatic achievements, and the news surprised the Eldar Archon.

After all, those damn clowns are notoriously neutral even in Comoros, and there are very few things that interest them.

Even priceless relics and enough money to buy the entire Comoros are of no use to them.

The consul was very curious about what kind of magic potion Taylor had given them, and hoped that such a thing could be replicated again in her conspiracy group to benefit her family.

But Taylor kept it a secret, which was one of the clowns' requests.

Now the two members of the Harlequins, who can’t be distinguished between male and female, are secretly protecting Taylor like shadows.

After all, Taylor now holds an important position as their core partner and script provider, and at this moment those clowns are performing a death dance for those who attack him.

At the same time, the Emperor's Baneblade also completed the final debugging. The greenskins increased the main gun's ammunition and changed the main gun to high-explosive shells. At the same time, the caliber of the Emperor's Baneblade's main gun was measured in meters.

This source of firepower, comparable to a battleship's main gun, will obviously determine many things. At the same time, those clowns will also send troops to deal with the two big demons, which will suddenly reduce the burden on the Poison Blade.

Of course, there are still many people in the army who do not trust those aliens. They, especially the Eldar and Harlequins, are really hard to believe.

Betrayal and flattery are almost their expertise, and who knows how they will choose to deal with the Imperials.

It's just that Taylor suppressed those people and prevented them from exploding. Especially now that the demons are approaching, under such high-pressure circumstances, it is almost natural for people to be suspicious of each other.

Taylor could only rely on a brand new poison blade tank to suppress those emotions, and it must be said that this choice was indeed successful.

When a 14-meter-long behemoth rolled over the ground with its tracks, causing the earth to tremble, all the uneasiness and doubts were put aside.

Following several Eldar devices moving forward at the same time, Baneblade slowly activated her hovering state, allowing her to bypass the greenskin war wagons and prepare a good shooting position.

Only the gun turret is exposed, so even if it is hit by the enemy, it will not explode or become unusable. In general, it is as solid as a rock.

In this case, the poison blade's shooting becomes more powerful, and Taylor only needs to lead the infantry to fill the line to ensure that the front line's chariot fortifications will not fall.

This tactic has indeed reached its final stage, and the demons have fallen into the trap.

At this moment, Taylor began to wait in the trenches with his infantry. His thoughts were in a mess, but he was still full of confidence.

At least he had a lot of help this time.

Taylor held the telescope and watched the demon in the distance begin to move forward, rolling like a tide.

All they had were makeshift fortifications and a few guns that looked so fragile.

Of course, those weren't enough, but the Earthshakers and heavy mines were completely exhausted, and the enemy had clearly guessed what was going on. The Demon Prince was a competent commander, knowing how to estimate the enemy's weaponry consumption. It was more accurate to say that Taylor had been overly optimistic about the outcome of the war, leading to losses in his own battle of attrition.

He had no experience fighting outside the empire, nor in situations where factories and supplies were scarce.

Obviously, he was one step behind, and the price he paid was quite unbearable.

Fortunately, the Imperial Guard is definitely not fighting alone nowadays. When the support of the Eldar vehicles and greenskin infantry arrives, the army composed of succubi and fallen ones will no longer have an overwhelming numerical advantage.

The weak areas of the battle line were filled with clowns.

Such a defensive plan turned this place into a perfect meat grinder. The crossfire and a large number of elite infantry effectively slowed down the advance of the demons, while the Eldar's war engines were responsible for clearing out the difficult-to-solve Slaanesh beasts and Slaanesh chariots.

The antimatter fire from the light spears and D-cannons successfully destroyed those behemoths, while the two units of Harlequins and Imperial Guards, one close and one far, successfully defeated those arrogant demons.

At the same time, in Taylor's estimation, those demons are about to let the Chaos Demon appear.

As expected, the demons began to move aside, and four behemoths began to move forward, ready to tear through the empire's defenses with their bodies.

This was a pretty terrible thing, but the soldiers were not frightened by the twisted and huge bodies.

It's always like this, they always become the core of the battlefield unknowingly, and always quickly make things more complicated.

The stench from the demon's body was making Taylor want to vomit. He calculated the time and speed, and then spoke immediately.

"Eldar fire!"

The radio conveyed the information, and projectiles were fired rapidly from the D-cannon. Most of them were blocked by the big demon's psychic shield, and some penetrated their slender goat-hoof-like feet.

The huge monsters began to tilt slowly and almost fell to the ground, but before they could fall to the ground, their bodies healed under the psychic energy of the warp.

This terrifying power is the most vicious thing about the demon, that monster-like vitality, and the innate authority inherited from their father or mother.

Monsters like that shouldn't appear on the battlefield. Each one of them is the embodiment of disaster, full of malevolence and grotesqueness.

But now he has the full power of the Emperor, the Greenskins, and the Eldar.

The Baneblade's main gun can destroy them...

Taylor believes so.

As the demon stumbled from the attack, the main gun was aiming, and now she fired.

The sound was more exaggerated than that of any tank. A huge high-explosive projectile carrying dark matter was fired and successfully penetrated the chest of a big demon.

The monster screamed, and then the high-explosive bomb exploded, turning half of the demon's body into bloody fragments in an instant, and then disappeared.

But the monster was not dead yet. Only the demon with only thighs was still staggering forward, which made people terrified. If an ordinary person saw it, they would probably go crazy.

The thing even began to heal gradually. Taylor couldn't believe it and wondered if his judgment was wrong...

But the body suddenly fell to the ground after taking a few steps forward, and then gradually dissipated, turning into the warp dust when the demon died!
At this moment, the Poison Blade Tank is as its name suggests, like a magic-breaking blade that pierces through everything!
(End of this chapter)