Before he could see the enemy, Erquisus first heard the crying of the slave leader. He was upset and raised his leg and kicked it, turning the unlucky guy into a pool of stains on the wall.
"Damn it!"
After arriving outside, they found that the entire guardrail was gone, and it disappeared, leaving only a piece of smooth stone left.
It is a crater, heavy artillery from the Empire, causing dust to flow down like fine water.
Equisus ignored the danger and rushed through the crater. The fortress's command tower was nearby. The building was originally the lord's residence. After multiple rounds of reinforcement, it could withstand most of the ammunition.
They rushed out of the crack that was blasted by artillery fire, and when they entered the command tower, the imperial infantry had approached the guardrail of the fortress.
Erquesus immediately made arrangements and ordered the officers to lead the team to defend against the enemy Astarte's attack in all directions, while he himself went to the main sect that was easily compromised.
The cultists on the city wall were still struggling to support them, lasers pierced into them, and grenades fell from their hands, like petals.
"fighting!"
Erquesus howled, whistling through the war in a rain of explosive bombs, crashing two cultists who were trying to escape into the wall behind, and smoke filled with smoke.
His tomahawk twisted into the head of a one-eyed bull, and when he moved it, it spewed out a red plasma hanging in the air—for eight thousand years, it no longer had the blue force field like the Empire.
Hundreds of battle-torn terror soldiers were by his side, waiting for the enemy's invasion, and then sacrificed blood to the blood god!
Three green storm crow gunboats rolled gracefully in the air, flying towards the ruins, and being chased by more shells, but at this time the beastman's screams changed.
Erquisus turned around and saw three beastmen covered in light green flames, shooting wildly, looking around in panic.
Soon, the three of them seemed to be twitching and swelling, and their bodies were undergoing strange deformations, and then they fell into a ball of dirt on the stone ground.
Erquisus's eyes twitched and he growled fiercely:
"Phospicy weapons are very good and look down on me!"
Soon, the phosphorus fire flowed like water on the fortress's guard wall, and the defenders above almost disappeared immediately.
"Retreat! Retreat the exterior wall! Hold on to the interior wall!"
Knowing that phosphating weapons cannot be hard-pressed, Equissus had to order the exterior wall to give up.
The soldiers immediately ran wildly, and at this time his adjutant suddenly rushed out of the smoke, holding a plasma gun in his hand.
"Sir, the entrance on the north side has been taken down, heavy tanks are bombing us, and the only two air defense platforms have also been destroyed. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time."
Erquissus almost moaned loudly.
"I will not be driven away like a livestock! This is my fortress, and I will defend it!"
But he was still controlled by the soldiers' instinct, making his conjectures self-determination: his legs had already passed the entrance of the inner wall to welcome the last group of retreating Space Marines and a group of slaves struggling to meet him.
He looked at them for a while and he did not retreat when a dazzling yellow-white fireball exploded above their heads.
"Brothers, hold on firmly, hold on! There is a way! The reinforcements of the Zhan Zheng are already on the road, and the battle will soon turn around."
This is not the first time Erquesus has lie, but this lie has shamed him.
Suddenly, the stone walls of the inner wall hundreds of meters away from them shone with a blazing light, and collapsed as the Space Marine beside it jumped down.
The Storm Crow that split the breakthrough quickly disappeared from sight, followed by delicate lasers, the slaves howled and fell down, while the beastmen poured fire into the opening as the Storm Crow left and drove out of sight.
Chaos Space Marines quickly retreated into the inner city of the fortress. They spread out into the fortifications without orders: within a few seconds, the door was sealed, and the slaves and the beastmen squeezed into a circle behind the cover, murmurning and tightening their weapons.
"Sir, we...we are attacked from all sides."
Sain's voice was dull and hoarse from his anger.
“Today will be the end.”
Erquisus had no thoughts about this, he looked around and said:
"I don't want to hear any remarks related to failure. They will inevitably attack us, like waves hitting a cliff, but the blood god is equally born with me, and no one will remain in front of me."
Then he took the first step with his battle axe, and the others followed him, and, like a signal, they heard the bombing from the outside begin again.
While Equisus and his entourage gathered at the southern wall, the imperial troops also drove straight in, blowing up the wall, blowing up the bronze door, and scattering among the ruins.
"Today! Blood sacrifice to the blood god!"
Equisus launched an angrily attack, causing dust and smoke to blur his outline. The bullet hit the cylinder beside him, and his subordinates fought back from the archway.
A grenade exploded nearby, and in an instant, the scorching white stream color exposed the attacking star army: after they were blinded, the Chaos Space Marines launched their own attack.
They climbed and leaped on the broken bricks, and their movements were as fast as insects, and the faint muffled sound of the German laser gun was overwhelmed by the vibrating howls that were entrained from the borehole.
The counterattacks of the terrorist warriors were brutal and fierce. The mortal soldiers who broke into the guard wall were defeated almost instantly. A large number of broken corpses were piled up at the gap in the guard wall, and the remaining people retreated in panic.
But the battle did not stop. On the contrary, the roar of the explosive gun resounded again, but it came from outside the guardrail.
Astart, dressed in green armor, appeared in the smoke of gunpowder.
"The bastards of the First Legion! Come on!!"
Erquisus roared and rushed to the scene with his axe again.
The battle situation this time is more intense and cruel than before. The Dark Angels organized rounds of fierce attacks with hatred of the traitors, and the White Temple and the Knights of the Astral Realm also launched attacks from other directions.
Cultists and slaves were soon killed and injured, and the terror-torn berserkers either died of bombs, plasma, hot melt and other weapons, or were cut by chain saws and power swords.
But they showed strong resilience and fighting will, and everyone fought until death, causing considerable casualties to several battle groups.
"Wow, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
With a roar, Sain knocked down another dark angel, and his left arm was cut off by the other party, and a thumb-wide scar appeared on his chest.
Suddenly, a white energy flowed by, and the air around Sain seemed to be flashing.
The next second, blood and pottery steel gushed from his back, the torso of the terror champion split into pieces, his eyes under his helmet were instantly dull, and then he fell backwards.
Erquissus dodged away from him and let the body fall. At this moment, he had no time to care about the life and death of others.