Chapter 834 The Pinker the Clothes, the More Fierce the Fight

"Brother! I knew you would be fine!" Two Space Wolves holding heavy bolter guns hid in a building that was obviously tilted and shaky.

They saw Wodehouse, and they expressed their brotherhood amid the roar of guns and cannons, and sent bolters into the torsos of hundreds of mutants running through the ruins.

The bombs swept through the ground, leaving only broken flesh and blood mist, but this did not suppress the mutants' charge, but instead aroused their desire for blood.

The Blood God did not care where the blood came from or for whom it flowed, as long as there was blood, it was enough for him.

The suppressive shooting lasted for three seconds, and then the two Space Wolves quickly moved their positions. They jumped down from the broken windows of the tall building holding heavy bolter guns and hit the ground hard.

Then the enemy's counterattack heavy artillery fell into the tall building, and the shells gave the shaky building the final blow, and the collapsed rubble splashed everywhere.

The two Space Wolves rushed out of the smoke and dust and approached Wodehouse and his party.

"This place is in great chaos. Basically, everyone is fighting each other. The situation here is no different from fighting in the arena." A wolf said, and then checked his heavy bolter.

Wodehouse nodded. He had already understood this on the way through the ruins. The Khorne warriors' raging charge without any chance made it a luxury for the two armies to fight each other properly. Everyone needed to work hard to survive.

"The day before yesterday, we had two Leman Russ tanks that drove out from under the ashes, and a squad of Volskani soldiers. Now they have all returned to the throne." Another wolf said coldly. He felt that mortals like Creed could be sentenced to death.

A dazzling white light suddenly rose in the sky underground, which was particularly obvious in the scarlet smoke. This means that the Volskani Tank Regiment and the Skitarii will launch a new round of attacks.

The appearance of the tank cluster charging forward in a black mass was quite spectacular. The laser weapons and various lasers of the Skitarii passed over Wodehouse's head and swept across the enemy's position inch by inch.

A red Emperor Poison Blade chariot was particularly conspicuous. It was the vehicle of Legion Commander Tovens. The most capable generals of the Empire would never shrink in bunkers and command rooms in cowardice. They would only go to the front line and crush the enemies of the Emperor with the soldiers.

The resistance of the mutants was so fragile and powerless in front of the steel torrent, but the enemy that the Empire really needed to be vigilant about was not them.

As if dissatisfied and angry with the bullying of the weak by the Imperial tanks, a scarlet light rose on the distant horizon, and then the Khorne warriors wearing God-given armor stood there. Their bodies were pulled out by the scarlet light to shade the projection of the earth. The murderous aura and bloody smell condensed into substance, and could even be used as a shield to resist long-range damage.

The red-black clouds gathered in the underground sky surged and deformed, turning into the holy seal symbolizing Khorne. The clouds rained blood, and the blood rivers and pools with floating corpses and broken limbs gurgled out a large number of demons holding bloodletting blades.

The two legions continued to move forward in the bombardment of each other. It stands to reason that the Imperial Army should not drive tanks and soldiers to fight the Khorne army in close range, but under the supervision and influence of the Holy Seal of Khorne in the sky, few people can clearly understand this.

War drives people crazy.

Wodehouse watched Creed, who was known for his calmness and calmness, gasping for breath and red eyes in the grand war. Although he was still loyal to the Emperor, the way he chose to be loyal to the Emperor was "blood sacrifice to the Emperor, skull to the throne."

Wodehouse controlled his power and slapped Creed in the face. The pain made Creed regain a little clarity.

The fierce assault by both sides made the bombardment phase not last too long. The Khorne Berserkers approached the Vorskani soldiers who were charging with bayonets. When facing such a terrifying killing machine, the thirst for war aroused by the Khorne Seal disappeared in an instant, leaving only the fear of biological instinct.

The Berserkers would not show mercy. They approached quickly, and the sharp axes were opened and closed, cleanly cutting off the bodies of the Vorskani people, so that more blood would flow on the battlefield.

The Skitarii were naturally also the targets of the Berserkers, but the charred oil and translucent electrolyte liquid splashed out of their bodies made the Berserkers angry and disgusted.

The Imperial Army was not only slaughtered one-sidedly by the Berserkers, but the heavy bolter machine guns and flamethrowers installed on the tanks were also dangerous to the Berserkers with thick armor.

And the plasma weapons used by the elite Skitarii soldiers could even evaporate the Berserkers alive.

Dozens of bloodletters and bloodhounds chopped up a tank company that had advanced too far, and after killing the people inside, they set their sights on Wodehouse and his men.

Khorne hated wizards, and so did the bloodletters. They saw Wodehouse's psychic qualities and decided to chop him into a pulp.

Round after round of volleys banished several bloodletters and hounds, but more bloodletters and hounds filled their gaps.

The two wild wolves knew that close combat was inevitable, so they threw the heavy bolter machine guns and the ammunition boxes behind them directly to the ground, completely ignoring the dissatisfied squeaks of the machine spirits.

The three wild wolves formed a simple triangular defensive formation, standing in front of the mortal warriors, bearing the fierce blows of the bloodletter blades.

Wodehouse raised his scepter above his head and blocked the bloodletter's vertical heavy slash. Then his brother used the chainsword to cut off the vampire's head before the vampire could withdraw the blade.

A hound thought he had found a gap in the wolf's defense, and opened his mouth and pounced. But Kashejin, who was standing behind the Space Marine, had already aimed at the hound, and the volley of the Hell Gun instantly smashed it to pieces.

The roar of motorcycles came from the side of the battlefield, and Korsaro Khan with white scars rushed into the battlefield.

The shadow of the Mechanicus Mobile Fortress could also be vaguely seen in the distance. Five of the six void shields had been overloaded under the enemy's overwhelming firepower, and the last void shield was also erratic and weak, like a candle shaking in the wind.

The armor of the mobile fortress was also cut open, exposing the structure inside. Wodehouse saw Kaiser White Fang leading the wolf in the gap and trying his best to resist the influx of the enemy.

Cather White Fang was accompanied by a large group of battle sisters in pink armor, which made Wodehouse a little confused. "I don't remember there being a battle sisterhood on this planet. Have the reinforcements arrived?" Wodehouse smashed the head of a bloodletting vampire with his wolf staff.

"Reinforcements? Probably." A wild wolf answered in a muffled voice, "At least I'm not used to fighting side by side with them. Their eyes are really weird."