My Desperate Journey in 40k

"My Lord, I am the Planetary General, Deliel Aster, and I am honored to meet you. This is the honor of my life."

The planetary general, like the other two, saluted towards Wang Ming. Everyone present could feel the humility of the three mortals after seeing the demigod-like Primarch.

"Celestine? She's here too... The war situation in this world seems really bad."

Wang Ming did not immediately pay attention to the three people. He looked at the figure in the sky that looked like an angel in Western legends, and thought about the degree of threat posed by this world. From the surface, this world did not have many problems. All he had to do was evacuate the remaining loyal population and then fight on a large scale without restraint. It would be nothing more than cultists occupying the world. But now he saw a living saint, the "great devil" under the emperor's throne. It was not good news that this guy appeared here.

“Why is it always like this when I arrive?”

Wang Ming looked at Celestine, he complained helplessly in Chinese, then looked at the three mortals kneeling on the ground again. Wang Ming had a very good feeling about these three people, their souls belonged to the category of normal humans and were not corrupted by Chaos. The bishop of the state religion was obviously a devout believer. The city could remain stable until now amidst the disaster caused by the Chaos Cult, and this bishop must have played a significant role.

Wang Ming understood very well that in this desperate era, faith was the only choice to stabilize the human empire. Although it was ignorant, it could really help mankind. With only some correct guidance, the state religion might really become a weapon for the human empire in the face of chaotic faith.

"Get up, you have done very well. In the absence of communication, you have maintained your determination to fight for the Empire, your loyalty to the Emperor, and your devout faith. Your troops have also been protecting civilians. This is a good reflection of the concept of the Imperial Army. Our troops are used to protect humans. You have done very well."

Wang Ming looked at the three mortals in front of him, smiled and nodded to them, then signaled that they could stand up. The planetary governor and the planetary general stood up excitedly. They looked at Wang Ming excitedly. The criticisms they had imagined did not appear. On the contrary, the Primarch actually praised them. This was beyond their expectations. After their Primarch's praise, they instantly felt like they were bathed in spring breeze. This was praise from a demigod.

However, after the two men stood up, the bishop did not stand up. As mentioned before, his legs and feet were not in good condition. When he heard Wang Ming asking them to stand up, he excitedly prepared to stand up, but he was horrified to find that he could not stand up. His legs were unable to support him to do this.

"Jacob Kun, take care of your body. The Emperor's servants must be able to provide him with services."

Wang Ming saw the bishop's panic, so he picked him up, and after he stood firmly, he spoke to him with a gentle smile.

"Yes, sir, I will obey your instructions."

The bishop looked at Wang Ming, and after hearing Wang Ming's words, he lowered his head in shame. He had actually forgotten about this matter and had to ask the Primarch to remind him. He had not thought of this in the past four hundred years.

In addition to this idea in the bishop's mind, another idea came to his mind, which was to enshrine this piece of clothing. You know, this is a piece of clothing that has been touched by the sacred demigod. It is definitely a holy object. When people admire the sacredness of this holy object, they will also know that there was such a small local world bishop who had seen the Primarch and even had close contact with it.

"Can you please give me command of the world, Mr. Planetary Governor?"

Wang Ming looked at the planetary governor. He did not use a commanding tone, but asked the planetary governor in an interrogative tone. Wang Ming liked this planetary governor very much. In his opinion, as long as this planetary governor received training, he would definitely become a very good executor of the "New Imperial Truth".

"Yes my Lord, this world is yours now."

When the planetary governor heard Wang Ming's question, he quickly replied to Wang Ming. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The Emperor's Son of God had come to take over his position. He could finally continue to manage the people's livelihood and no longer needed to force himself to learn tactical strategies and manage the troops.

"Very good, thank you for trusting me, but this world will not be mine. It is given to you by the Emperor. Also, Tesler Aster, can I let you learn this? This is "Imperial Truth", a book co-authored by my descendants and me. It contains a lot of management knowledge, which should be of some use to you."

Wang Ming looked at the planetary governor with a smile, nodded at him, then took out a thick book and handed it to the planetary governor. He also explained the contents of this book of imperial truth to the planetary governor.

"Of course, of course, great Son of God, I will learn this. In order to better serve the Empire and the Emperor, I will study it seriously."

The planetary governor looked at the book in Wang Ming's hand. He took the book respectfully and then knelt on the ground again. He looked at the book in his hand, and the awe in his heart completely turned into fanatical religious worship. The Primarch actually gave him a management book in person. With his many years of knowledge of the world, how could he not know what the Primarch wanted to do.

The Primarch gave him management books, which showed his satisfaction with him. The Primarch recognized his management ability. This was the Primarch's recognition of him, and it was a great honor for him and his family.

"Now, return to your work. I will destroy the enemies of humanity for humanity!"

When Wang Ming heard the answer from the planetary governor, he nodded with satisfaction, and then took Xu Chang with him to the city wall. He wanted to see Celestine and ask her some questions about why she appeared in this world and whether she had any instructions from the emperor for this world.

Wang Ming and Xu Chang came to the top of the city wall. Wherever they went, the soldiers who were already extremely tired all stood up after seeing them. They now performed the Sky Eagle Salute, and some soldiers even began to recite prayers from the Emperor's Maxims. With praises and prayers, Wang Ming and Xu Chang finally arrived at the position on the city wall closest to Celestine.

"Saint Celestine."

Wang Ming and Xu Chang stood on the city wall and looked at Celestine in the sky. Wang Ming called out to her softly. His voice was not loud, but just as his words fell, Celestine in the sky suddenly turned and flew towards Wang Ming and Xu Chang.

"Your Highness, you will come here. His Majesty said you would come."

Celestine landed on the ground in front of Wang Ming. She looked at Wang Ming, bowed slightly to him, and then spoke to Wang Ming.

"Hmm..., the Emperor said I would come? Was it a prophecy?"

Wang Ming looked at Celestine in confusion. Their plan to come to the world of Algro was already certain, and the Emperor should be able to see it, but the Emperor should not do such things as peeking.

"It's not a prophecy. His Majesty has always been paying close attention to you. His Majesty is always paying attention to everything about you."

Celestine looked at Wang Ming. After hearing Wang Ming's question, she shook her head and told Wang Ming the reason. The reason turned out to be that the emperor was watching him all the time.

"Uh..., although I'm surprised, this is indeed something that Niels can do. How can the Emperor's personality be so capable of doing things?"

Wang Ming looked at Celestine and sighed helplessly. It turned out that among all the people in Emperor Nils's personality, he was the most humane.

Wang Ming had no objection to being monitored by the Emperor, and he even supported it. After all, he had become a thorn in the evil god's side and was being watched by him all the time. Without the protection of the Emperor, the consequences would be disastrous. Wang Ming still remembered clearly that he had been influenced by Tzeentch before. In this desperate universe, the threat of the evil god was real.

"Well, Celestine, are you ordered to protect this world or something else? Did the Emperor send you a message?"

Wang Ming thought about it for a while, and then asked Celestine if the Emperor had any instructions so that he could better formulate a war plan.

"No, Your Highness. His Majesty only asked me to protect this world and wait for your arrival."

Celestine shook her head at Wang Ming, and then answered Wang Ming's question.

"Okay... That's fine, Colonel Radulovich, let me inform you that the war has begun. Let's start cleaning up this world from the tens of millions of cultists who are besieging this city."

Wang Ming nodded to Celestine, raised the personal terminal in his hand, and issued orders to the troops of the Sun Fortress.

337. Chapter 334: Weak Cultists

337.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

Above the cultist positions outside Delier, a large amount of artillery fire exploded, mushroom clouds exploded on the ground, the cultist's broken limbs and arms flew all over the sky, and blood-red mist had become the main color on the battlefield. Every time the smoke from the artillery shells dissipated, the blood-red mist would fill the entire battlefield.

In other words, those cultists have been fooled and their brains are not good, so they can still maintain morale on such a battlefield. However, they are Chaos cultists after all, and their behavior patterns are very different from those of ordinary people. The believers of Khorne are okay, but the believers of Slaanesh...

Well, these guys even ran to the battlefield covered by artillery fire in pursuit of excitement, just to feel the extreme fear and pain of death.

In this way, every time there was artillery coverage, they would excitedly run to the battlefield in groups, yelling and waiting for the shells to hit their heads. When the artillery coverage ended, those cultists who were lucky enough to survive would return to the trenches with a sense of unsatisfied desire, slowly savoring the extreme emotions they experienced during the artillery coverage, and looking forward to the start of the next artillery coverage.

On the battlefield, almost 80% of the casualties on the Empire side were caused by the Slaanesh cultists. Those guys really were not afraid of death in pursuit of excitement.

"The range has been determined. We are ready to drop the bombs. It's just like in those Empire movies. The heretics and aliens were killed by us without any resistance. Hahahaha."

After the artillery fire coverage ended, a large number of transport planes appeared in the clouds above the sky. As a pilot's joke sounded in the communication channel, the bomb bay door of the bomber slowly opened.

Bombs fell like raindrops, and huge mushroom clouds bloomed wildly above the battlefield. Even demons would be exiled by this level of firepower coverage. Demons are not completely immune to physical damage. If physical damage has no effect on them, it is just insufficient firepower. Just increase the firepower a little bit.

"Okay, the bombs have been delivered, let the artillery continue."

After dropping the bombs, the fleet returned directly. Their presence was only to maintain the supply gap for the artillery. When the artillery was replenishing, it was time for them to go out.

"Command from the headquarters, command from the headquarters, artillery fire coverage stops, the strike objective has been achieved, the strike objective has been achieved, infantry attack begins, repeat, stop artillery fire coverage, infantry attack begins!"

On the artillery position in the city, a signalman rode a Terra horse and handed a piece of intelligence to the commander of the artillery regiment. Because of the fear of the influence of traitors, these important orders would be conveyed twice, once through the communication channel and once as a written order.

"Stop the artillery fire! The infantry attack will begin in ten minutes!"

The commander of the artillery regiment quickly gave orders to his boys, and all the artillery stopped roaring. After the last shells fired flew for a few minutes, they would eventually fall on the battlefield. After these shells landed, the Astartes troops could take action.

In order to prevent the new time travelers from making mistakes when facing the cultists, Wang Ming specially transferred the second regiment. 1,600 Astartes faced tens of millions of mortal cultists. This was not a war but a one-sided massacre. The time travelers of the second regiment would massacre these cultists to let them know the price of betraying the human empire.

At the city wall gate, the Second Regiment is ready to go, and together with it are four mortal auxiliary army legions. Two of the legions are armored legions, and the other two are experimental legions preparing experimental weapons for the First Engineer Company. They will act together with the Second Regiment to give the traitors the punishment they deserve.

"I will go with you. Although there are a large number of heavy armored vehicles and heavy firepower support, I am also afraid of some underworld things."

Wang Ming stood beside Hu Jin. He also came here with the Primarch's guards, ready to join the battle with the Second Regiment. After all, it was impossible not to have such a powerful fighting force as the Primarch, right? Moreover, there might be big demons appearing on the battlefield. Such things needed him to kill quickly, otherwise it would definitely hinder the offensive operation.

"Well, Boss, that's true, but for a demigod like you to deal with a group of mortal cultists, isn't it a bit..."

Hu Jin looked at Wang Ming. He knew why Wang Ming wanted this. He just wanted to kill some big demons on the battlefield to increase his combat experience. The boss of his family still felt that he was too weak and wanted to improve himself. But boss, have you ever thought about one thing? You are not that weak. At least your melee ability has surpassed Luo Jia, right?

"Let's go, boss. The city gate is open."

Feeling helpless and thinking that he would never be able to snatch any big demon from Wang Ming, Hu Jin walked towards the city wall gate helplessly.

After the last shell landed, the human infantry troops walked out of the city. They walked out of the city, looking at the broken limbs in the wilderness and the blood-red mist that filled the battlefield. The traversers stood in a row under the orders of the company commanders. They held grenade launchers and special alloy shields, and like a silent steel wall, they advanced towards the battlefield ahead which was full of broken flesh and blood.

Almost every step they take forward will step on a lot of broken flesh and blood, but this will not have any effect on them. They are the Second Regiment, one of the regiments that has followed Wang Ming the longest. They are the mad dogs of the Emperor, and they will make all the enemies of the Emperor feel the ferocity of the human species.

"Your Highness, their learning and coordination abilities are very strong. This kind of battle formation requires coordination the most. They must march in unison, like a advancing city wall. They have done very well in this regard."

Xu Chang looked at the time travelers who were advancing in an orderly manner like a city wall. He smiled and said to Wang Ming that he was very satisfied with the time travelers. They were his proud students, all disciples he had taught.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The moment the timers entered the battlefield, those Khorne and Slaanesh cultists, as if they had heard some orders, rushed out of the trenches collectively, shouting and rushing towards the timers, waving all kinds of weapons in their hands, shouting the name of the Blood God and the Lord of Pleasure, and rushing towards the timers' battle formation frantically.

The followers of Khorne were still normal, they charged in such a large scale while shouting the name of the Blood God, but the followers of Slaanesh...

They were covered with all kinds of strange things and kept making weird noises from their mouths. The time travelers looked at those Slaanesh cultists with disgust on their faces. Although the brothers of the Second Regiment liked close combat, they had to use explosive bombs to deal with these disgusting things. If they really had close combat with these things, they would probably be disgusted for ten thousand years.

"Fire!"

Hu Jin looked at those Slaanesh cultists with a look of disgust on his face, and then gave orders to the time travelers. He would never let these things get close to him, they were too disgusting.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

The time travelers finally received the order. They looked at those disgusting things and ignored the Khorne cultists. They frantically pulled the trigger at the Slaanesh cultists. One after another, the burning bombs hit those mortal cultists. The cultists were instantly turned into a bloody mist, just like using a harvester to harvest wheat. When the bombs sounded, the cultists were like wheat being cut down, and they were quickly destroyed.

"Just like the time in Frank, flesh and blood and hot weapons, but these disgusting things are more blasphemous to the truth of the Empire than those barbaric Terran warlords."

Xu Chang looked at the Slaanesh cultists who turned into blood mist. He could see the smiles of those Slaanesh cultists before they died. These disgusting things were even more disgusting than those savage technological barbarians.

"Well..., what these guys believe in is just a disgusting **. Alas..., there is no way. The enemies facing humans in this era are no longer those aliens and humans themselves."

Wang Ming looked at the blood mist and said to Xu Chang that the enemies of this era are no longer the same as those in the Great Crusade era. The enemies of this era are all extremely extreme things. Ignorant beliefs and extreme religious worship have pushed mankind into the abyss of destruction. The empire that the emperor once wanted, which advocated science and truth, has disappeared.

"Bang bang bang..."

The first round of shooting by the traversers killed most of the Slaanesh cultists who dared to charge. The rest who still had some consciousness in their heads and some who were afraid of death all ran to the trenches at the rear. They just wanted to enjoy the excitement and did not want to die so soon. Although the fear of death and sensory stimulation made them extremely excited, they still wanted to live to experience more other excitement.

"Okay, they've collapsed. Even though they're all a bunch of psychos, there are still quite a few of them who know the fear of death."

Wang Ming looked at the fleeing Slaanesh cultists and spoke to Hu Jin beside him, then waved to the Primarch's guards. Wang Lei understood and led the Primarch's guards to rush towards the Khorne cultists. The Iron Cavalry Terminators were like a silent high wall, killing the Khorne cultists. Bombs, lasers and various weapons were constantly used by the traversers. The mortal cultists were turned into steam under the attack of various weapons, blood mist bloomed above the battlefield, and fragments of corpses kept flying in the air, but the cultists were not afraid at all.

They are believers of Khorne. Cowardly and incompetent guys will never be noticed by the Blood God. They will not be afraid of anyone. Such brave people will definitely be protected by the Blood God, for the Blood God, for glory, and for God.

Their belief in gods has completely made them lose their minds, they keep charging towards the traversers, various weapons keep roaring, automatic gun ammunition keeps hitting the traversers, ceramic steel armor keeps blocking the automatic gun ammunition, automatic gun ammunition of various calibers keeps hitting the armor, those ammunition keeps bouncing back to the ground, strings of blood mist explode on the ground, which are the flesh and blood fragments of the cultists on the ground.

The Khorne cultists launched a frenzied attack, and the traversers kept shooting. One by one, the Khorne cultists were blown into steam, and human body fragments kept flying on the battlefield. The traversers looked at those crazy cultists and kept firing explosive bombs at them. Human body fragments kept flying on the battlefield. The traversers didn't care about the deaths of these Khorne cultists at all.

For time travelers, these Khorne cultists are a group of non-humans. They have lost their human rights. They are just a group of beasts, a group of non-humans. It doesn't matter how many they kill because they have lost their human identity.

"For the Emperor!"

The traversers of the Primarch's Guards roared and roared as they charged towards the Khorne cultists. They approached the cultists and their power weapons kept killing them one by one. It was a one-sided massacre. When the Astartes faced mortals, their killing was simply a massacre.

"Report! The Khorne cultists have been cleared!"

Hu Jin looked at Wang Ming and reported to him that the Khorne cultists were too honest, they really charged forward, tens of thousands of cultists kept attacking the time travelers' lines, but flesh and blood could not compare with the explosive bombs, the bombs were fired one after another, and the cultists died one by one on the battlefield, and now it looked like a slaughterhouse, the power of the mortal cultists was not worth mentioning in front of these superhuman Astartes, and they died in front of the time travelers like eggs hitting stones.

Millions of cultists had no chance of resistance under the air-to-ground and heavy weapon attacks of the traversers. No matter how strong their faith and devotion to the evil god were, they were nothing in front of the hot weapons of the traversers. How could flesh and blood fight against the heavy weapons of Astartes?