While Farzad defeated the enemy champion, the soldiers of the third company followed closely behind, firing freely at the enemy group, chasing the surviving Black Legionnaires, and forcing the enemy to retreat.
"Kill them!"
Farzad, still unfinished, roared, hung the champion's head on his waist, and started his second charge.
"Kill them all!"
They charged forward, leaving the humble mortals passed over in the carnage.
Soon, the scene of the battle between the White Templar and the Black Legion appeared in front of them. Zagsin the Destroyer, who was slashing and killing with a magic knife, stood out among the crowd.
Farzad ran hard, passing through the flying debris, fighting his way through it, using the power ax filled with lightning to penetrate the armor shell, smashing the soft flesh inside, and then rushed to the next target.
An officer wearing the uniform of the local garrison of Paidu was unlucky enough to be hit by Farzad. His face turned pale with fear, and he even tried to pull out a pistol and put it to his forehead.
But Farzad grabbed the pistol, threw it aside, then grabbed the officer by the throat and lifted him off the ground.
The man's blood vessels were dilated, and his hands were frantically clawing at the Space Marine's gauntlets.
For a moment, Farzad might have asked why, why these people they wanted to save would choose to betray.
But he didn't. With so many Space Marines dead, there was no need to ask.
"This is--"
Farzad gritted his teeth and said:
"What will happen to you!"
He simply broke the man's neck, then threw the body down and crushed the skull with his foot.
Then he raised his battle ax high, tilted his head back and roared again.
"Kill all the traitors!!!"
But suddenly, another voice echoed his roar——
"Warriors, follow me."
A Sikaran battle tank stopped next to Farzad, and then a giant wearing a Terminator jumped down from it, a sword burning with hot flames clenched in his hand armor.
The Chapter Master of the Astral Knights, Soshyan Alexey, appears on the battlefield.
At this time, Chaos Lord Zagshin also noticed the powerful force coming from the flank. He was about to tear through the White Temple's defense line, and then swung his sword and pointed it in the direction where Soshyan appeared.
"Stop them!!! Stop those Astral Knights!"
Under the orders of the Chaos Lord, the previously retreated Black Legion Terminator squad regrouped and gathered a larger number - more than fifty.
At the same time, more than a hundred Noise Warriors and at least fifty Black Legionnaires from other warbands rushed towards the Astral Knights.
In an instant, both sides fired weapons at the same time, and bombs flew across the battlefield. The Terminators were also overwhelmed by such firepower.
But these elite warriors respond with efficient carnage, striding through storms of bolts and bullets, absorbing the punishment in their heavy armor, and then returning it doubly to the Astral Knights.
Then, when the vehicle compartments that arrived later were opened one by one, the Terminator formation of the Astral Knights also appeared on the battlefield. The silver-gray cavalry Terminators lined up in a steel wall and walked slowly but firmly towards the enemy's front line.
Go, the power weapon in your hand flashes with lightning, and the compound bolter roars.
"Traitor, your opponent is me!"
First Company Commander Maximilian walked in the center of the queue, and a low roar like rolling thunder came from the armor loudspeaker.
Various similar bullets and cannonballs exploded around him, some of which were reversed by the deflection force field, creating harmless explosions on the surrounding ground and air, and some of which added carvings to his armor.
marks and scorch marks.
"Come to me, Astral Knight!"
Not far away, Sosh raised his voice like thunder, and his voice echoed with dark anger.
"Kill the enemy quickly!"
Mark started running, weaving through the hurricane of shrapnel, approaching the enemy.
There are thousands of armed mortals on the battlefield, but they are no match for the Terminators.
Mark approached the first enemy - a monster wearing tactical dreadnought armor, which was firing barrages with automatic cannons, blasting anything in its way into powder.
Mark first fired a stream of explosive shells, which flew into the enemy's neck guard and staggered him. Then the Captain swooped in, swinging his power sword, trying to tear open the enemy's torso.
However, the opponent's Terminator blocked the sword with an automatic cannon, and then swung a power punch to knock Mark back.
Then, the Black Legion's terminator aimed its automatic cannon at Mark, preparing to end this disparity in the contest.
But the gun barrel did not roar, and the Black Legion Terminator flew five meters away in a burst of silver light explosion and hit the ground, making a harsh sound of metal tearing.
While Mark was getting close, he attached a plasma grenade to the opponent.
But this is still not as good as Soshyan's killing.
The Chapter Master of the Astral Knights broke through the Terminator defenses like an avalanche, ignoring the ammunition aimed at him and charging into the enemy ranks.
Anyone who stood in front of him would be knocked away. Soshyan held the Holy Flame in both hands and swung it like a war hammer, severing the neck and splitting the armor.
Soon, blood and arcs of electricity were flying around him.
"For the Emperor! Kill all these traitors!"
He shouted loudly, summoning more warriors to roar in response.
It has been a long time since Soshiyan fought so freely. Since he became a commander, most of the time he has been commanding and dispatching from the rear. Being on the front line suddenly became a distant thing for him.
Therefore, he was particularly focused on the battle in front of him.
The sheer momentum of his charge forced the Black Legionnaires to retreat, shooting wildly to escape the destruction of the fiery edge.
Mark led several veterans from the company to keep up with Soshyan's pace and move forward with him. They ran hard, activating the close blade while firing at the waist, forming a gray shadow in the fragmented roar,
Then slash and tear.
After a company commander knocked down an enemy, he immediately thrust his sword between his helmet and neck guard.
One of the veterans beside him chopped off the enemy's arm with a shining power ax, another used a storm shield to block the power punch of the enemy terminator, and another chopped off the enemy's legs from below.
They worked together to knock down all the enemies in front of them, like a whirlpool of blades.
However, the enemy's threat has not receded yet. Two-thirds of the enemy's troops are still intact and are fighting hard to stop the Astral Knights.
Soshyan fought his way into the enemy siege, paying little attention to his defeated generals.
They were an afterimage, a mass of armor and muscle sacrificed to his sword.
He has sensed the real enemy, and nothing else matters, so he keeps moving, breaking through the black wall.
What Soshiyan hates most are the followers of Slaanesh. They only deserve to be treated with contempt. At least the followers of the Blood God are still good opponents and are upright, while the hands of followers of Tzeentch are full of obvious witchcraft.
Slaanesh has always been... nothing.
There is only visible depravity.
Looking at the noise warriors howling at him, Soshyan's disgust became even more intense.