Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 251 Courage Dependence
"The Nuclear Explosion Toad's sneak attack plan failed. Humans discovered a hidden killer move. Unfortunately, it was just a little short."

Dragon Knight Keane looked toward the front of the battlefield, at the rising poisonous mushroom cloud, and his tone was somewhat desolate.

Those nuclear toads living in the dark swamps are one of the most dangerous creatures on Pandora. Even a ruthless character like Pandora's demon will leave quietly when encountering one of them to avoid disturbing it.

These extremely unstable and terrifying creatures will self-destruct when frightened or angry, and even the Savage Eldar rarely want to come into contact with them.

Because these nuclear explosion toads have a chance of self-destructing instantly even when they are happy to meet people.

These gregarious creatures tend to live together in large numbers, and one explosion can stimulate another chain explosion.

If it weren't for Eva's guidance and help as the Soul of the World, it would have been difficult for Keane to pull these heavyweights into the battlefield.

The poisonous gas released by the nuclear toad floated in the air. Keane did not dodge but took a light breath.

A painful corrosive feeling spread from his trachea to his entire lungs, and his face suddenly twisted. This was the only way to help him ease the resentment and pain in his heart.

"We have no choice. If the giants are all gone, it will be our turn to play."

Keane raised his dragon lance and pointed at his comrades one by one.

"We are the proud barbaric Eldar. Our ancestors were farsighted and discovered the terrible hidden dangers of the Eldar Empire and chose to flee. They left their homeland and headed for the remote edge of the galaxy."

The dragon rider's voice was sonorous and powerful, inspiring everyone: "We have lived in comfort for tens of thousands of years, forgetting how to fight and sacrifice. But this does not mean that we will never fight again. Look, my brothers, humans are approaching step by step, and our homeland is in danger."

"Follow me, follow me to fight. Even if death lies ahead, follow me and charge forward without hesitation."

"I have sent a message for help to my cousins ​​in the Ark Eldar. They will come as promised."

The dragon knight suddenly pointed his lance at himself.

"If they can arrive before we are wiped out, then we will fight side by side." He continued, "If they can't arrive, then let them continue fighting on our bodies. Our people will inherit our will. After we die, new rebels will continue the fight."

"May you all be reunited again in the Soul of the World."

In the eyes of those dragon riders riding their own strange dinosaurs, the doubt, nervousness and uneasiness had disappeared completely. What remained now was only trust and admiration for the man in the lead.

"We believe in you, Keen."

"Yes, our race has been at ease for too long, so much so that we have forgotten to be prepared for danger. In this cruel galaxy, no one can help us all the time. Only we ourselves can protect the Savage Eldar forever."

The dragon riders laughed heartily. It was rare for the Savage Eldar to open their hearts and express their opinions to their fellow tribesmen like this, but now, before they were about to die, they put aside their grudges.

"If our death can arouse the will of our people to fight, then it is worth it."

"Weakness is not the original sin, but arrogance is. Arrogance once destroyed our glorious Eldar Empire. Our ancestors survived because of their humility and prudence, but after escaping the great enemy, we also fell into arrogance."

"Now it's time to pay the price. We are the first, but we will definitely not be the last."

Keane listened to his comrades' voices, but looked in the direction they came from with a hint of worry. Would his people really do this? He was not sure.

The surging tide of beasts constantly impacted the steel fortresses of those humans. When the corpses of the giant beasts were piled up as high as the metal walls, those humans would choose to actively give up space and leave their strongholds to be destroyed by the Savage Elves.

But Keane saw clearly that those strongholds that had been evacuated were left with only empty shells. Apart from regaining a little land, they also suffered horrific casualties.

"The opposing commander is a formidable figure. I only have courage, but I lack the tactics and vision of these humans," the dragon knight lamented. "If I had studied the Way of Khaine like my Ark Eldar cousins, perhaps things would have been different."

Although the number of giant beasts they summoned was large, they were not endless. On the other hand, the human artillery fire showed no signs of weakening. If they used their flesh and blood bodies to collide with the hail of bullets, they would only end up with bloody heads.

Many things cannot be solved by willpower alone. Although these dragon riders are rare among the wild elves who have faith and courage, they have not received complete war training after all. Their tactical system is like children's fighting in the eyes of humans.

As the last Pandora demon was torn into pieces by bombs and artillery, there was no giant beast left standing on the ground. No matter how ferocious, cunning and warlike they were, they still learned the iron fist of physics in the face of the unreasonable metal storm.

"After this battle, there won't be any behemoths on Pandora for ten years." A dragon knight said with emotion. It takes at least several years for a behemoth to grow from birth to maturity, going through all kinds of dangers and hardships.

To kill a giant beast, all humans need to do is pull the trigger once, and a cheap industrial bomb can blow it into pieces.

"Not only that, our sky is also quiet." Keane looked up at the sky. The outcome of another battlefield had already been decided.

Those human warriors, riding their iron armors, defeated Pandora's six-winged dragon and the coalition of other flying monsters. Even his mount was wailing as it was smashed into pieces.

They fell from the sky and hit the ground, turning into a pool of bloody mud.

The winners of the Sky Battle, those terrifying killing machines covered in the flesh and blood of flying dragons, began to fall at high speed, but they suddenly slowed down about ten meters above the ground, and then transformed into some bipedal mecha vehicles with dazzling deformation postures.

"So they can still conduct land combat?" The dragon knight's heart suddenly sank. Those iron knights seemed to be fished out of a sea of ​​blood. The flesh and bones of six-winged flying dragons were still left in some grooves and cracks, making them look even more bloody and terrifying.

"We lost fifteen Tengu. Those Pandora dragons used their own flesh and blood to crash into the exposed engine nozzles. After all, the Tengu mechas reduced their body strength in order to maintain their speed."

Captain Gantula's voice came from the communication channel. He seemed to be in a very excited state, without the usual grace and elegance of the Chogorians.

"Although the number of those flying dragons was dozens of times ours, they still showed their own fighting spirit and courage. They almost fought with us with their flesh and blood."

"Well done, Captain." Luo Xi praised.

"The downed Tengu mecha activated its escape device, and none of the excellent White Scar pilots died. You are worthy of the honor of being the sons of Chagatai Khan."

The sound of Guntura tapping the power armor on his chest was heard.

"The duty lies."

"For the Emperor and Chagatai Khan!"

Luo Xi saw clearly from a God's perspective that the Tengu Brigade led by Captain Gantula encountered a group of giant flying dragons that were like a black storm. When those giant beasts, which were at least ten meters long, came, the sky was covered by their shadows.

There were tens of thousands of giant flying beasts, their bodies were strong enough to withstand the attacks of small explosive bombs without dying, their sharp claws and huge mouths could tear apart the bodies of Tengu, and Guntura led the White Scars to resist those enemies with superb air combat skills.

That was absolutely a situation where the outnumbered were against the larger force, and they could only rely on tactics and skills to constantly deal with the enemy.

The White Scars skillfully divided the enemy group, cut through the enemy's defenses like light cavalry on the Chogoris steppe, and relied on their high mobility to carry out long-range harassment and attacks.

The White Scars were far wiser than these native beasts, who only knew how to charge forward and then scatter under the steel shells.

They used Tengu's high-energy laser cannons and live-ammunition machine guns to the fullest extent. The seemingly ferocious dragons were gradually cut into pieces like cattle and sheep to be slaughtered, and then destroyed and killed.

It was a perfect aerial battle, the White Scars proved themselves to be the kings of the sky, and Chogorius's eagle defeated Pandora's dragon.

(End of this chapter)