Chapter 144: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Bug Race

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Not long ago, inside the Forbidden Wall command post, an emergency notification reached the hands of all troops stationed at the Forbidden Wall.

The content of the notification was like a bolt from the blue, plunging the entire Forbidden Wall into great chaos.

"Planetary Governor Kerry Feng, and his subordinates, have been corrupted by the Chaos Great Enemy, abandoned the Emperor, and betrayed the Empire.

All troops loyal to the Empire, immediately launch a cleanup of their remnants, show no mercy!"

Beneath the notification was stamped the bright red seal of the Bravius Noble Council, confirmed jointly by hundreds of noble families, appearing extremely authoritative.

Inside the Vanguard Army command post, it instantly exploded into an uproar.

Most of the generals came from the Lower City, all having fought alongside Lin En from the Upper City West District Campaign all the way here.

They personally saw Lin En standing on the roof of a Cold Wind Tank, charging toward the Green Skin cannon fire.

They also personally witnessed Lin En distributing precious rations to the starving refugees and wildmen of the Lower City, and distributing noble property to the warriors on the front line.

Such a leader who led them to defeat strong enemies and cared for his people—how could he betray the Empire and be corrupted by Chaos?

"This is slander! A conspiracy!" a Vanguard Army Colonel slammed the table hard, his eyes full of anger.

"How could Governor Sir betray? This must be the work of those nobles!"

"Exactly! They must be dissatisfied with Governor Sir disciplining the nobles, deliberately fabricating lies!"

Another general chimed in, his fingers cracking from the force.

But those Vanguard Army generals born of noble families seemed to have been waiting for this day.

After receiving the notification, without any hesitation, they immediately summoned their subordinates and launched an attack on the "direct line" troops around them who were loyal to Lin En.

Gunshots quickly filled every corner of the Forbidden Wall.

Comrades who once fought side by side suddenly turned into enemies facing each other with blades; inside the Forbidden Wall, all was chaos.

But amidst the chaos, the grassroots officers of the Vanguard Army had exceptionally clear heads.

As Lin En's core direct line, they were all Genestealers infected by Lena.

Through the Bug Swarm's Consciousness Network, they understood the Saint Galus Family's united action with the nobles targeting Lin En.

They just didn't expect them to be so reckless.

First, inside Saint Galus Castle in the Main Hive, they directly moved against Lin En.

Then, in the name of Chaos, they slandered Lin En's betrayal and launched a civil war at the Forbidden Wall.

They clearly knew this was not a simple rebellion, but a conspiracy plotted in advance by someone.

The purpose was to remove Lin En and regain the Noble Council's control over Bravius.

Even the Noble Council was just an empty shell; the true mastermind behind the scenes remained unknown.

Without hesitation, these grassroots officers immediately began organizing troops.

Part of the troops set up defenses on the spot, using the Forbidden Wall's defensive fortifications to stubbornly resist the Rebel Army's assault, buying time for other troops to assemble.

Another part of the troops took advantage of the chaos to rush out of the Forbidden Wall and head toward the Ice Plains Deep.

Their goal was only one.

Find Lei Ou.

Lei Ou no longer remembered how long he had been running.

Relying on the complex terrain of the Ice Plains and the constant sacrifices of his bodyguards around him, he had survived until now.

The bodyguards behind him had gone from the original three hundred, to two hundred, one hundred, until now fifty.

Every one who fell was someone who had followed him for at least two years.

Old Tom, that old sergeant who always kept a stern face.

He blocked a bomb for Lei Ou, a large hole blasted open in his chest, still shouting "Run" as he fell.

Little Willie, only twenty-one years old, married just three months ago.

He turned back to charge at the pursuers, detonating a Thermal Bomb, buying Lei Ou two more seconds.

And many, many more comrades who fought side by side.

But Lei Ou dared not look back.

He feared that if he looked back, he would never be able to run again.

After running for who knows how long, a valley appeared before Lei Ou's eyes.

On both sides were nearly vertical ice walls, towering into the clouds, smooth as a mirror.

The entrance was narrow, only allowing three or four people to walk abreast; what lay in the depths could not be seen.

The pursuers behind were getting closer and closer.

Aiden's Knight Mecha was temporarily lagging behind due to terrain restrictions, but those rebel troops...

The soldiers who had once come out of the Main Hive with him had already closed to within five hundred meters.

Lei Ou gritted his teeth and rushed into the valley.

This might be a dead end, but he absolutely could not stop.

The depths of the valley were indeed a dead end.

A hundred-meter-high ice wall blocked the way, smooth as a mirror, with no place to climb.

But Lei Ou looked back at the entrance and suddenly realized something.

This narrow passage is a natural defensive fortification.

"Form ranks!" he roared, his voice echoing through the valley, "Hold the valley!"

The remaining fifty bodyguards immediately spread out, seeking cover at the entrance.

Ice pillars, protrusions, and recessed ice walls—everything usable was used.

Someone set up the last Heavy Explosive Gun, someone piled grenades in front of them, someone silently checked their bayonets.

No one spoke, and no one asked "Can we survive?"

They simply prepared to die, at least, to die before Lei Ou.

When the first batch of private soldiers charged in, they were met with precision shooting.

Fifty elite veterans firmly blocked this narrow passage.

The private soldiers were packed together with nowhere to hide, and the front line fell in a piece.

Shrieks rang out in the valley, blood spattered on the snow, steaming.

But there were more rebels behind them.

They stepped over their comrades' corpses and continued charging, using corpses as cover, advancing bit by bit.

Someone fell, and those behind immediately took their place.

Like a herd of driven livestock, knowing it was death, they still charged forward.

Lei Ou gripped his Chain Sword, standing at the center of the line.

His hands trembled from fatigue, every muscle on his body lamenting.

But he had to stand; if he fell, this defensive line would be finished.

Another batch of private soldiers charged in.

Lei Ou saw a familiar face.

It was a young corporal, one of the first batch who had left the Main Hive with him.

That Grot was only nineteen when he first arrived, timid, unable to hold his gun steady.

Lei Ou had personally taught him to aim, taught him bayonet fighting, taught him how to survive on the battlefield.

But now that young man raised his gun and shot at him.

Bullets grazed Lei Ou's scalp, sending ice chips flying off the ice wall.

Lei Ou dodged, his Chain Sword sweeping horizontally, severing the enemy's gun barrel, then thrusting a sword through his chest.

The Chain Sword's teeth bit into flesh and blood, emitting a piercing sound.

Warm blood splattered on Lei Ou's face, reeking of fishiness.

When that young man fell, his eyes were still open, looking at Lei Ou, his lips moving as if wanting to say something.

Lei Ou didn't hear clearly.

But he knew it wasn't a curse.

In a lull in the battle, Lei Ou leaned against the ice wall, breathing heavily.

His brain never stopped turning.

Who exactly had launched this rebellion?

Before fleeing, he had glanced at the Forbidden Wall, knowing rebellion had surely broken out within it as well.

In all of Brevis, who hated the Governor the most?

It was those nobles who had been raided, suppressed, and scared out of their wits.

They hated Lin En to the bone, dreaming of pulling him down.

But could they do it?

The Noble Council was suppressed by the Governor upon his return, and they could not possibly mobilize a Holy Knight like Aiden.

Nor could they let the entire Forbidden Wall fall into internal strife.

But there was one clan that could.

His clan, Holy Bear Galus.

Lei Ou first ruled out his grandfather, Karadong.

Although the old man was stubborn and their relationship seemed bad, he would absolutely never do such a thing.

The Saint Galus Family had guarded Brevis for four hundred years; Grandfather would rather die than let the clan bear the stigma of "treason."

Then there weren't many people left.

Uncle Calum, in charge of internal affairs, skilled in politics, able to incite the Noble Council.

But he couldn't mobilize Holy Knights, as Holy Knights basically only obeyed the orders of the Supreme King and the Machine Cult.

Aunt Luna, responsible for technical management, interfacing with the Machine Cult, indeed had ways to influence Holy Knights.

But her political skill—Lei Ou shook his head; Aunt Luna wasn't that sort of material.

So who was it?

Lei Ou couldn't figure it out.

"Don't let me go back alive." Lei Ou gripped his Chain Sword, his eyes red.

"Don't let me go back alive!"