Chapter 89: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

In Broken Canyon, the smoke dust from the second round of explosions had not yet dissipated when the first wave of Ice Beast Cavalry charges arrived.

The Snow Claw Clan's tactics were clearly carefully arranged.

The avalanches on both sides of the canyon not only killed most soldiers outside vehicles, but also paralyzed most heavy vehicles in deep snow and rubble.

The Leman Russ tanks and Chimera Transport Vehicles were deeply covered by snow, making movement difficult.

Only a few dozen Sentinel Mechas could barely maintain mobility thanks to their leg structure.

Mobility paralysis did not equal complete loss of combat power.

"All vehicles, free fire!" The command was transmitted instantly through the tactical network.

Over a thousand vehicles capable of attacking the cavalry opened fire simultaneously.

Turrets rotated, barrels lowered.

The next second, the massive Iron Beast spat deadly Fire from its mouth.

The continuous fire of laser cannons and Heavy Explosive Guns mowed down entire ranks of Ice Beasts, the Laser Arrays weaving a deadly net of light.

The charging cavalry were like snowflakes rushing into boiling water; the front ranks evaporated instantly, those behind continued forward due to inertia, then were turned into Flesh in the next volley.

A charge of a hundred thousand scale lost over half in three minutes.

But they were too fast; the Ice Beasts' speed on the snow exceeded eighty kilometers per hour.

The second wave of cavalry used the first wave's Green Skin Corpses as cover and forcibly charged through the firepower coverage area.

"Engage the enemy!"

PDF infantry raised Anti-explosion Shields and fixed Bayonets.

Some elites among the cavalry actually wielded Power Spears, and some soldiers had roughly guessed it.

Cavalry clad in white fur Armor crashed into the line like an avalanche.

Even though forty percent had been lost before the fight began, the Imperial Army did not collapse.

They were Lin En's Guard Team; out of fifty thousand, forty thousand were elites personally trained by Carter.

Even in dire straits, they maintained strict formations.

"Let these traitors feel the wrath of the Emperor!!!"

Lin En strode forward with head held high, his voice echoing across the Battlefield through his Power Armor's speakers.

He walked onto the side-overturned Chimera hull; the deep blue paint of his masterwork Power Armor Carapace stood out especially in the snow.

Power Sword drawn, the humming of the activated Decomposition Force Field drowned out the wind.

"For the Brevis Vanguard Army, charge!"

He leapt off the hull and rushed into the enemy crowd.

The movements were simple and efficient, with no unnecessary flourishes.

Sidestepping the thrusting Power Spear, he used Power Split Hua Shan with his Power Sword, cleaving man and beast in two.

Turning for a horizontal slash, the forelegs of three Ice Beasts were severed at once.

Then twisting his body to strike, three Wildmen who had fallen from Ice Beasts were cut in half at the waist.

Since receiving that Gaze at the State Religion Cathedral, Lin En felt his body seemed to have changed somewhat.

Nerve reaction speed, muscle strength, and dynamic Vision had all surpassed human limits.

Plus the bonuses from his close-fitting bionic Armor and Power Armor, he felt his current Combat Power might even surpass that of an ordinary Astartes.

Dozens of cavalry surrounded and attacked Lin En from all sides.

Lin En did not retreat; he continued forward.

Now his control over his body was unimaginable; almost any movement he thought of in his mind could be perfectly replicated.

He directly swung his Power Sword in place, the blue Decomposition Force Field turning into a Blade Storm of death.

"Blade Storm!"

Thirty seconds later, dozens of Green Skin Corpses lay on the ground.

Occasionally a cavalryman who slipped through broke through the Ogryn Bodyguard line and pounced on Lin En from a blind spot.

But they always inexplicably disintegrated at the moment of success, their bodies cut into neat chunks of Flesh.

An Ogryn temporarily replacing Dou Dou raised the military Flag and followed behind Lin En.

On the deep blue Flag, a golden eagle shone.

He planted the ten-meter flagpole into Frozen Soil, and the Flag snapped in the gale.

Soldiers in the distance saw it.

They saw the Governor at the front line, saw the Flag standing firm at the front line.

"For the Governor!!!" Morale erupted in dire straits.

The originally tottering Defensive Line stabilized again; soldiers used Bayonets, Engineer Shovels, and Shields to firmly withstand the cavalry's Impact.

The first wave of one hundred thousand cavalry was completely annihilated after fifteen minutes.

The Battlefield temporarily quieted down, with only the moans of the wounded and the idling of vehicle Engines.

Lin En stood leaning on his sword, bloodstains on his Power Armor surface frozen into frost.

He surveyed the Battlefield; fewer than ten thousand soldiers could still stand, and most vehicles remained deeply buried in snow.

Gus's voice came through the headset, laced with anxiety:

"Sir, the reconnaissance drones are transmitting images—at least a million cavalry are encircling us. The nearest reinforcements are two hours away."

"Before the second wave of cavalry charges arrives, why don't you retreat first?"

At this moment, a PDF officer also came to Lin En's side: "Governor, please take this path."

Lin En did not respond to them; he simply raised his head and looked toward the northern sky.

The wind and snow were fierce, and the dark clouds hung low.

But he could sense that familiar breath rapidly approaching.

Closer and closer.

He said over the communication channel, his voice calm:

"I am the Planetary Governor, the Vanguard Commander. If we retreat in the first battle, how do we fight the ones behind?"

Gus wanted to say something more, but Lin En directly cut the communication.

He looked at the troops regrouping and raised his voice:

"Prepare ammunition, treat the wounded, prepare to meet the next wave of impact."

At the same time, the Snow Claw Clan's cavalry army was advancing at full speed.

The young chieftain Larry rode an exceptionally mighty Ice Beast; he was only twenty-four, but his face was covered with scars left by battle.

Three months ago, he became one of the Snow Claw Clan's many war chieftains.

Today, he would use this new Governor's head to lay the foundation for the beginning of his legend.

"Accelerate!" He raised his Power Spear.

"Before sunset, I want to make that Governor's skull into a wine cup!"

The cavalry flood accelerated again.

Just then, Larry suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitations.

It was the taste of weak prey being watched by the top-tier predator, like a thorn in the back.

He abruptly looked up; the dark clouds were torn apart.

The storm in the sky was violently torn open by something.

Dozens of black shadows plunged down from the rift, moving so fast he could only see blurred residual images.

So fast that even the exhaust from the burning air was visible.

Like a meteor shower streaking across the sky.

What was that?

Imperial flying vehicles?

No, they were alive!

Larry's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Scat....."

He wanted to shout "scatter," but the second character was forever stuck in his throat.

Because the first black shadow had already swept past him.

This young war chieftain turned into blurred flesh and blood, scattered across the snow.

The other black shadows crashed onto the Ice Cold Field like meteorites, amidst thunderous roars, all objects within a fifty-meter radius of the impact point.

Ice Beasts and Wildmen were all blasted into powder.

Flesh and shattered bones were sprayed outward in a radial pattern for over a hundred meters.

More than forty black shadows successively crashed into the cavalry army, every landing a bloody slaughter.

Finally someone saw their true faces.

That was......

Dragons?