Iron... Iron Legion?
The storm surrounding the Hell Dragon had just ended when the situation on the entire battlefield suddenly changed once again!
Battle reports from the front lines poured into the command tent. Alvin's expression darkened slightly as he scanned the reports one by one, but then a look of joy appeared on his face. "Good, the Haarken Worldclaimer has finally emerged!"
Beside him, Vesa, the Punisher Legion, gleamed a cold light in his eyes. "Finally, is it our turn?"
He couldn't wait to fight Chaos.
The Punisher Legion has been dedicated to this moment since its inception: to wash away the shame etched into their bones and to claim glory and victory for Alvin and the Emperor!
No, there's no rush.
Alvin, his eyes half-closed, remained calm and collected. "It's not your turn to make your appearance yet, Vesa."
Despite his burning desire to leave the station, Vesa's inherent personality composure returned. "Yes, Your His Highness Alvin."
"It's your turn to make a move."
Alvin closed his eyes, as if he were dozing off.
He spared no effort and invested heavily in ammunition to deplete the Genestealer's manpower as much as possible, not to win the war!
In fact, even if he bombarded them for another ten days and ten nights, it would be difficult to kill all the infected.
Initially, the Genestealer were caught off guard, which caused massive casualties. However, this does not mean that the Genestealer have lost their ability to resist and can only be bombed at will!
Conversely, most of the "infected" individuals who were deeply infected, or even possessed Psychic Power abilities, were restrained by Celerus.
The "Revered Ancestor Dragon's" goal was to seize the Celerus Hive City and destroy the Divine Machine, which is why he didn't devote most of his forces to dealing with these peripheral legions. Otherwise, how could it have been so easy?
On the other hand, his constant harassment forces Chaos and the Genestealer to divert some of their energy.
This effectively relieved some of the pressure on Celerus.
But what Alvin wanted was not just to "share the burden"; he had to draw out the forces of Chaos in order to create an opportunity.
Now's your chance!
Alvin granted the frontline soldiers ample command authority.
He also wanted to see how that legion would perform in a truly difficult war.
Shifting the focus to the front lines, the enemy, suppressed by firepower, has surprisingly become smarter!
"Report! Large numbers of enemies spotted on both flanks!"
An investigation report further confirmed Char's suspicions.
"They've learned their lesson, now they're planning to use their numerical advantage to attack from three directions simultaneously?" Char stood at his desk, his eyes fixed on the map. After a brief moment of thought, he spoke, "Tell Arno it's time for his legion to enter the fray!"
Large numbers of infected individuals gathered on both the left and right flanks, including some high-level Psychic Power infected.
Upon receiving the order, Arno immediately issued the command, "The Bioroid support troops and the Tyrant Legion, all of you, advance! At all costs, stop the enemy on both flanks! Don't let a single one of them in!"
In the blink of an eye, two armies, like surging tides, engaged in a chaotic battle on the left and right flanks!
At first, the infected were very excited; they could finally unleash their power, and they all rushed down in a frenzy.
The infected who encountered the Bioroid were quickly bewildered.
They had never seen a "person" who could fight back after having their head chopped off, and these guys weren't even human!
Bioroid don't need any training, nor do they have any fear; the moment they come off the production line, they are already "fully formed."
Meanwhile, the infected individuals on the other side also encountered a problem, though not insignificant.
That's the "Tyrant." These things, completely infected by the bio-virus, have no thoughts whatsoever, and even Psyker cannot control them.
If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad, but the problem is... these things can explode!
Once the "Tyrant" is torn apart by the infected, it will explode immediately. Its flesh contains highly corrosive substances, which can melt the infected within a ten-meter radius in an instant. It is practically a walking super sulfuric acid bomb!
The imagined pincer attack from both flanks, a one-sided massacre, did not occur.
On the contrary, the large number of infected on both the left and right flanks were all slowed down by the near-indiscriminate casualties inflicted by the Bioroid and the tyrant.
Just as the two sides were locked in a fierce battle, a fresh force suddenly broke in!
Those tall, muscular Space Marine, clad in twisted, blasphemous armor, like scavenging vultures, targeted the Legion's most vulnerable moment, plunging in like a sharp dagger into its heart!
They are the most elite warriors, and a sharpest blade!
Even the most elite Astra Militarum couldn't stop these mere mortal auxiliary troops, let alone the First Auxiliary Army in their first battle.
Despite the valiant resistance of the auxiliary troops, a breach was still torn open!
Five hundred Space Marine, aided by dozens of Terminator, breached three lines of defense with an almost overwhelming force!
The army's advance was aimed directly at the rear, at the command post!
"A decapitation strike?"
Alvin, inside his tent, heard the commotion outside.
He slowly opened his eyes, as if he had anticipated this scene, and the corners of his lips turned up slightly.
Even with superior firepower and numbers, the First Auxiliary Army couldn't possibly stop the "Chaos Raptors".
"But unfortunately, you've fallen for their trap." Alvin could already see the five hundred Chaos Space Marine and dozens of Terminator marching unstoppably towards his tent. "Since you're here, then stay here!"
Suddenly, the vanguard of Raptors who had broken into the core camp area felt a sense of foreboding.
Wait, what is that?!
A tremendous beam of light shot into the sky, as if it were about to pierce through the clouds!
Amidst the terrifying energy fluctuations and churning air currents, several enormous mechanical constructs with "knight"-like figures emerged one after another from the pillar of light, stroding with an air of utter indifference!
"Autobots —Attack!!!"
A powerful roar erupted, as if drawing back the curtain!
From that beam of light, Optimus Prime raised his Melta axe, donned his mask, and entered battle mode!
His primary target was those three-meter-tall "mechs".
Before the Chaos Terminator could make any move, Optimus Prime took a step forward, Melta axe swung down with full force!
Boom!
A Terminator was just cleaved in two!
Standing atop the wreckage of the Terminator, Optimus Prime's majestic gaze swept across the surroundings. "Autobots, protect the Progenitor! Kill them all!"
This scene was witnessed by Drakris atop the steel fortress.
Wait a minute, what is that thing?!
Omnissiah above! Drakris rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.
Unfortunately, even if he managed to gouge out his eyeballs...
"Iron... Iron Man Legion?"
Drakris was completely dumbfounded; he desperately hoped that he had misread the situation.
Unfortunately, his eyesight is excellent, especially after the new Auspex was installed, which made his field of vision even wider and clearer!
Very well, with the "high-definition" image, he could confirm it.
That thing is most likely Iron Man!
Drakris was sweating profusely. He was almost certain that these suddenly appearing legions, and the "Iron Man Legion," were definitely the work of that kid "Alvin."
Besides that guy, who else could have caused such a commotion?
But the problem is... he's Iron Man!
Moreover, it was the size of an entire legion; Drakris felt as if the Dark Star was shining!
He simply couldn't imagine what would happen to the Imperial Inquisition if they found out that there were a large number of "Iron Man Legions" on Alert Star!
What? You're saying Iron Man is loyal and friendly to humanity?
Sorry, but ever since the "Men of Iron Rebellion," the Imperium has been suffering from "Omnic PTSD."
If any trace of the Iron Man is discovered, and the planet is thoroughly excavated to physically eliminate him, the High Lord Iron Man Holy Terra will likely have sleepless nights!
The Styx Eight Casting Guild can be considered to have some prestige.
However, even the powerful and influential Styx Eight dared not openly deploy such a massive "Iron Man Legion".
Drakris was on the verge of tears and almost knelt down before Alvin.
Just how many more "surprises" is this kid hiding?
His heart was pounding; this thing was too exciting. He wondered if a Titan might suddenly appear!
Only two chapters today. I've been stockpiling a few chapters these past few days. I'll be writing 10,000 words a day for a few days starting on the 26th. Gentlemen, if you have any votes, please share them! It's almost the end of the month, there's no point in keeping them; you might as well reward me for my hard work, right?