Warhammer: Become a Saint Starting with the Banner of Souls

Chapter 83 Suicide Attack

At the same time, Qin Mo was also busy with another matter.

He piloted his seven Titans, three Marauder-class and four Warhound-class, launching a fierce barrage of fire against the Chaos forces' lines.

The fierce firepower relentlessly bombarded the Chaos faction.

However, the number of people on the Chaos side did not decrease at all, as if those who were killed by the explosion were constantly emerging from some bottomless pit.

Kill one batch, and another batch comes, endlessly.

Qin Mo's divine sense swept across the battlefield, and he noticed that at the rear of the Chaos Army, there was a faint subspace rift that was constantly spewing out more and more mortal troops.

Those who emerged from the cracks were ragged, with distorted faces and empty eyes; they looked more like sacrifices than warriors.

Cannon fodder directly teleported here by Chaos.

"A portal, no wonder we can't finish it off."

Qin Mo frowned slightly, but he didn't rush to deal with the crack.

Because it's not the right time yet.

Meanwhile, the progress of the Chaos Titans continues.

The Cursed Vessel led the way, its void shield bearing the brunt of the fire from the direction of Kraf Bastion.

All kinds of firepower, of various calibers and types, were concentrated on the Void Shield of the Cursed Weapon.

Finally, the dark blue void shield began to flicker violently under such intense firepower.

Ripples spread across the shield's surface, indicating it was about to become overloaded.

"Void Shield overload warning, Marauder Titan, advance, take over."

A metallic voice came from the Chaos faction's communication channel.

The next instant, two Marauder-class Titans stepped out from the left and right flanks of the Cursed Vessel, their Void Shields instantly deploying.

It perfectly took over the shield that was about to be overloaded, and the Cursed Vessel took advantage of this gap to shut down the Void Shield, allowing the Void Shield generator to rest.

Then, just as the Void Shield of the Marauder-class Titan was about to overload, the Cursed Vessel reactivated its shield and continued to stand at the forefront.

A perfect rotation: when one shield is about to overload, another immediately takes over, ensuring that at any given time, at least one Void Shield is fully loaded.

This tactic requires thousands of years of combat tacit understanding, countless battlefield rehearsals, and the enhancement of warp evil.

Qin Mo's divine sense clearly detected that the machine souls of those Chaos Titans had resonated with the demons in the warp.

Their reaction speed far exceeds that of normal Titans, and their movements are coordinated as a single unit.

It was as if the sixteen Titans shared the same consciousness—the Vulcan Legion, which had betrayed them for ten thousand years.

Ten thousand years have allowed them to merge with chaos, and their tactical coordination has reached an almost artistic level.

While Qin Mo's seven Titans were also providing firepower, they were far inferior in combat experience and in number, falling short by more than half.

In terms of firepower, Qin Mo was completely outmatched by the Warlord-class Titan. His three Raiders focused their fire on Qin Mo for several rounds, but all of it was neutralized by the opponent's Void Shield rotation.

On the other hand, under the command of the Cursed Weapon, the Titans who were not assigned to shield-bearing missions would take the opportunity to retaliate towards the city walls.

If it weren't for the fact that the Void Shield of Kraf Bastion uses a multi-nested design, so that if one shield is overloaded, the next one can immediately take its place.

The entire section of the city wall has probably been flattened long ago.

Even so, the Void Shield of the Bastion is under tremendous pressure.

Qin Mo sensed that the outermost void shield had been overloaded twice.

Currently, the second layer is holding it up, and the energy in the second layer is also rapidly decreasing.

At this rate of consumption, all the void shields on the outer layer of the bastion will be overloaded in at most twenty minutes.

At that time, the city walls will be completely exposed to the firepower of the Chaos Titans.

With the power of the volcano cannon of the Cursed Weapon, a single shot could blast down an entire section of the city wall.

Moreover, under the cover of the rotating Void Shield, the Titans continued to advance.

If we can't stop them, they'll eventually enter the inner range of the Bastion Void Shield, and that will be the real disaster.

The defenders on the city wall also felt this pressure. Although Qin Mo was rescuing people everywhere, there were no major casualties.

But watching those colossal Chaos Titans approach step by step, the sense of oppression was indescribable.

The feeling of helplessness, of being unable to do anything, was gradually eroding the psychological defenses of the defending troops.

"Is it true that even a living saint can't deal with those things?"

On the city wall, some soldiers' eyes began to waver.

"Can we really win?"

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This emotion was spreading quietly, and Qin Mo sensed the change in it.

He hovered in the air, watching the Titans approach step by step.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

"That's about enough. In a little while, it will be my turn to make my move."

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His gaze once again fell upon the enormous figure of the Cursed Artifact.

In the distance, the Cursed Weapon's footsteps continued unabated.

Time is passing, and the situation seems to be developing in an irreversible direction.

Inside the command post of the Eastern Defense Line, Colonel Kadia, with a resolute face and a mechanical prosthetic eye in his left eye, was staring intently at the holographic tactical map.

On the map, the red dot representing the Chaos Titans is approaching the Bastion's defensive perimeter at a visible speed.

"There are still 420 meters to the boundary of the outer void shield."

"At the current pace of advance, we are expected to enter the inner side of the Void Shield in eight minutes."

"Second layer of Void Shield energy, 37% remaining."

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Battle reports, like death knells, kept reaching the colonel's ears.

"What other way is there to stop them?"

Silence fell; none of the staff officers present could offer an answer.

Ground firepower couldn't penetrate the Void Shield rotation, and the Titans brought by the Living Saint weren't numerous enough to form an effective suppression.

The Knight mechs had already lost three units in the previous firefight, and the remaining ones were entangled with the Chaos Knights.

It seems there's no other way.

"Sir!"

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An officer suddenly turned around.

"We still have six Valkyrie gunships!"

The colonel's prosthetic eye flashed red, and he turned to look at the officer.

"you mean.

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"Yes, sir."

The officer's voice became firm.

"It bursts in from the air, bypasses the Void Shield, and directly strikes the Titan's power source."

"Suicide attack."

Silence fell once again in the command post.

Everyone knew what this meant: the Valkyrie gunship was like a moth to a flame before the Titans.

The anti-aircraft firepower carried by the Chaos Titans will shoot down most of them before they get close.

Moreover, even if they successfully collided, the explosive yield of a Valkyrie would be nothing more than a tickle to a Titan of the Warlord class.

But if it could hit the power source, perhaps it could stop it temporarily.

Even just a few minutes can buy the defense a precious breathing space.

The colonel closed his eyes, and three seconds later he opened them.

"Give the order: all Valkyries, take off! Target: The Cursed Vessel."

"Tell the pilots, Kadia, that their names will be remembered."