Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

No matter what methods you use to bypass their advantages, they can always come up with corresponding countermeasures.

In the end, the only way to defeat the orcs is through head-on confrontation.

Do you know where the leader of the other side who defected is now?

"Sector α-6, the passageway from the middle deck to the upper deck. But Commander, that's too risky!"

"You alone cannot overcome so many orcs, who are like a tidal wave, and defeat their leader!"

"He's a warboss too!"

The orcs who boarded the ship naturally had their leaders.

Once the orc leader is killed, the remaining orcs will fight amongst themselves to "select" a new leader.

This is the best time to launch a counterattack against them.

However, orcs of Warboss caliber are extremely troublesome for many Space Marines.

As the person Fugrim loves most, Ador hopes to protect her here.

"Understood. You will remain on the upper deck and try your best not to be overwhelmed by the enemy."

"After I arrived at my destination, I followed my instructions to launch a pincer attack from the upper deck to the lower deck."

Kasgar continued his solo advance towards the location of the orcs inside the flagship.

As he opened the next hatch, the group of idle orcs' eyes lit up when they saw him.

"Waaaaagh!"

They charged toward Cass, shouting the same battle cry.

Orcs' battle cries are always very simple.

However, defeating enemies coming from all directions in such a confined space is extremely difficult.

But Casca came up with a good idea.

Carmen.

Standing behind the hatch, Casca raised his shield high, blocking the attacks from the ranged shooters.

The bullets, made of some unknown material, clanged and jingled melodiously against the purple-gold shield.

Then, he activated the disintegration force field of the power spear in his hand once again.

Standing behind the door.

Stab!

Orcs are known for their cunning and cheating.

When the orcs are outmatched, the tech-savvy guys always manage to come up with all sorts of ingenious inventions.

But what do you do when I, Casgar, use the invincible shield stab (Carmen version)?

Even the fearless orcs, who find joy in battle, had to halt their charge when faced with a scoundrel like Kasga.

I think this guy has no sportsmanship at all!

Where's the promised fun of combat? Where's the promised "Waaaaagh" thrill?

Why can I only see a huge shield, as big as a door panel, and a powered spear that keeps extending and retracting forward?

"Waaaaagh!!!" (Angry)

But getting angry won't help.

After most of the orcs in the room had been killed by the ambush, Kasgar switched to his Explosive Pistol and began a final sweep of the cowards who refused to fight.

What a piece of trash! It doesn't even dare to fight me with my shield thrust!

They still dare to call themselves orcs?

I, Casca, will clean house for Brother Mao right now!

"Waaaaagh!!!" (Angry)

Perhaps enraged by Kasgar's fighting style, some of the orcs who were dodging charged at him recklessly.

what? !

You actually dared to come up here?

Kasgar raised his great shield again and used his strength, which was even greater than that of the orcs, to block the enemy's attack.

Then he used his telescopic power spear to send him to see Brother Mao.

After going back and forth in Casca several times, he cleared out cabin after cabin with his ground-pushing tactics.

steady.

But since it was just Kasga alone, the efficiency was still a bit slow.

"The flagship's gunboats are currently landing on Byzantium. Please respond."

"Received. Apart from Commander Abdron, who is currently recovering from his injuries, the remaining five have all boarded the Stormbird gunship and are heading towards the flagship."

"More mortal support troops and mechanical cultists are behind us; reinforcements are on their way to the flagship."

"Okay, I'll send you my current coordinates. Head towards the nearest landing site and meet me there."

good news.

The emperor's sons in Byzantium were also rushing toward him.

Everything will be alright once reinforcements arrive!

Casca thought optimistically.

But the problem seemed to be far more complicated to solve than Casca had imagined.

Looking through the floor-to-ceiling window, a slender sailing warship in the Eldar style had appeared near their flagship at some point.

"Damn it, is this never going to end?!"

Chapter 85 The Eldar of the Ark Joins the Great Melee

The Eldar, a race that acts as a troublemaker in Warhammer 40.

Just like it is now.

Their empire was once extremely powerful, but after the birth of Slaanesh, one of the four Chaos Gods, almost all of Eldar were devoured by him, with only a small number surviving.

These survivors were categorized into white bean sprouts, black bean sprouts, pinto bean sprouts, and wild bean sprouts based on their characteristics.

And the Death Army holding a meeting of bean sprouts.

Apart from the black bean sprouts, the remaining few can be considered the most humanoid intelligent species in this dark universe.

If they can actually speak human language, then don't act as troublemakers all the time.

Like now.

Originally, Kasgar only needed to advance slowly, flanking the Orcs who had jumped ship, with the upcoming reinforcements from the Emperor's Sons.

Once Fugrim completes the decapitation of the Warboss inside the orc warship, victory can essentially be declared.

But at this crucial moment, a group of spirits, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, came to cause trouble again.

Most of them are just using the guise of prophecy or some kind of prophecy to interfere.

I really don't know where these charlatans got their prophecies from?

Kaska cursed inwardly.

"What kind of Eldar warships are those outside?"

Casca asked into the communicator.

Eldar warships are actually quite difficult to identify.

Because it is equipped with a large number of holographic fields as a defense mechanism, it appears as large areas of mosaic.

Unless it's a structure like the Dark Eldar conspiracy, with many black blades attached to the sails.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, humans would not be able to distinguish between the Eldar and Eldar pirates.

This is another reason why the Eldar have a bad reputation among humans.

In most cases, just when the humans try to make a goodwill gesture, what they get is an Eldar pirate ship.

They kidnapped everyone in one go!

After that, even the relatively friendly white bean sprout ships would open fire on sight.

And so, the two sides fought on and off, loving and killing each other for tens of thousands of years.

"They've come in. Based on the analysis of the people who boarded, they are very likely the Eldar from the Ark."

Aidor's voice came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.

This is accompanied by a large amount of explosion screams and battle noise as background noise.

The Ark Eldar.

A bunch of charlatans.

Although it is dangerous, there is still a possibility of negotiation.

"Quinn, where are your Stormbirds now?"

"Approaching you, sir!"

"Alright. The plan has changed. We'll clear out the Eldar on the upper deck first, then go to the middle deck to deal with the remaining Orc forces."

"Guide me to the upper deck. Over."

"Yes, sir."

"You barbarian monkeys, is this all you've got?"

"What a waste of this warship. Considering your clumsy and crude manufacturing standards, it was actually quite well-made."

Princess Irelia, a practitioner of the way of the seafarer.

She wore a chestnut-brown braid that shot straight up, and her slender, long face was filled with mockery as she thoroughly ridiculed the failures of the emperor's sons.

"For monkeys, this is certainly something to be encouraged."

"But compared to the warships of our great Eldar, they are still nothing more than laughable and clumsy imitations."

Irele laughed wildly.

Her breastplate was engraved with a symbol of a shrine burning with raging flames.

This represents the ark to which she belongs—Iyanden.

As the youngest and most talented naval commander on the Eyjafjallar Ark, Princess Iriel even looked down on her own Eldar.

Not to mention these humans she has always looked down upon.

"Damn alien!"

Aido struggled to stand up again.

Her power armor was badly damaged, especially her right arm where she held the sword, where blood was gushing out from some small cracks.

That was a wound left from being pierced by the opponent's star dart weapon.

"Keep quiet, or the next shot will be aimed at your ugly heart."

"Iriel threatened impatiently."

Actually, she didn't want to come at all.

It's all the fault of those old prophets who spend all their time berating the young Eldar for "the decline of morality and the loss of spiritual values."

I don't know what went wrong with them, but they suddenly announced that they had received a distress call from the Phoenix God Asuyan, and sensed that He was being corrupted by Slaanesh.

Moreover, the prophecy states that if they do not intervene, it will be in their way.

Their phoenix god Asuyan will thus become the servant of the thirsty lady!

What a joke!