"And even if Iron Warriors is a group of treacherous beasts, wouldn't it be nice if we died on the way to the last charge? Or do you want to die in the mud kicked up by the shells?"
Bishop Ecclesiarchy was moved. He is a person with a deep martyrdom, and so are the nuns under his command. Pastor Uss has met Battle Sisters and Ecclesiarchy several times.'s jihadi army ignored orders and deployments and forcibly broke through the enemy's positions. They left corpses all over the ground, winning the unparalleled admiration of Ecclesiarchy fanatics and severely damaging the morale of other troops. In their eyes, this was a failed and poor attack.
Pastor Uss cannot comment on the fanatical atmosphere of Ecclesiarchy. After all, such a group of people are needed on the battlefield to attack the enemy's strongest defense line. The ferocious fortress built by Iron Warriors will scare away rational people. Only those who are carried away by fanaticism can stride towards the fire coverage area. In a sense, stupidity gives mortals amazing courage.
But Space Marines's bravery is by no means out of stupidity. They know everything about the battlefield and how they will die. They always stand in the most difficult and desperate parts of the battlefield just because the two virtues of responsibility and Loyalty support their souls.
The Imperium troops trapped in the Iron Warriors encirclement carried out final mobilization. All the remaining supplies were distributed to units at all levels. Those armored forces that had not been repaired by Adeptus Mechanicus soldiers were also forcibly removed.
Black Templars, Cadian Guard, Battle Sisters, Ecclesiarchy Jihadist troops gathered together and then walked towards the gap in the encirclement.
As soon as Marshal Amana climbed over the high ground that was taken over by Black Templars and Iron Warriors in turn, he saw a gap in the steel-colored iron wall in the distance.
The front of the gap is extremely flat, and all bomb craters, barbed wire, and anti-tank piles have been removed. Even if Iron Warriors launches an attack, the Imperium armored troops can easily break through here quickly.
The Uss priests and other Templar monks on the side were supervising the situation of the Ecclesiarchy forces to prevent their sanity from being washed away by their hatred of the traitors and their passion to show Loyalty to the Emperor.
Iron Warriors's position was Serenity, and only the whistling wind could be heard. But the marching Imperium troops were noisy, and Imperium were everywhere. Commissar roared to maintain order, Ecclesiarchy the nun silently recited the Emperor the holy words to prepare for the final battle.
When the Imperium troops completely entered the range where Iron Warriors Heavy Bolter could effectively attack, Amana was also able to observe the status of Iron Warriors in more detail.
Some Iron Warriors looked excited and happy, with their high heads showing their pride in their Rogal Dorn heirs, and also vaguely revealing an infinite yearning for the future life.
Disgusting... hypocritical...Amana narrowed his eyes and commented coldly.
Another group of Iron Warriors looked confused, with a deep melancholy lingering around their souls. The past and future time collided fiercely in their bodies, and it was difficult to distinguish them for a moment.
Confused coward!
The memories of the last batch of Iron Warriors and Amana met. They were full of resentment, sharpening their knives, looking around, looking around, not liking anyone. Intentionally or unintentionally, they pointed the muzzle of the gun at other people, and slightly bent their fingers on the trigger.
So there is a contradiction within Iron Warriors? Because the authenticity of the news has not been verified?
Amana had many doubts in his heart but he did not show it. He just walked silently to Iron Warriors's position and ordered all Imperium troops to stop.
"If you have any traps, use them now!" Amana roared.
Claude sneered a few times, "To put it harshly, you are already in the trap. What a hunter should do at this time is to harvest the prey, rather than laboring to make new traps."
After saying that, Claude's order was passed to Iron Warriors. They made way for 10 Doomblade to drive side by side. The weapons in their hands that were ready to go were also sunk into their abdomens, and they seemed to have no intention of attacking.
Amana and his Black Templars did not rush into action. They stood in a row and confronted Iron Warriors with full vigilance, while other Imperium troops walked past them uneasily.
Claude didn't even look at those Imperium troops. He was quite fed up with the stubbornness and self-righteousness of Black Templars.
When the Imperium troops passed the Iron Warriors position, Bishop Ecclesiarchy suddenly attacked. It seemed that he could no longer bear the blasphemous aura of Iron Warriors. He directly took out the Emperor sacred vessel he had collected and threw it at Claude's armor.
Iron Warriors was nervous when he saw his movements. He was not afraid that he would hurt them by throwing bombs or something, but he was worried that the sudden explosion would cause the extremely nervous Imperium troops to attack. By then, Iron Warriors could only go to see Perturabo with a bunch of urns in his arms.
However, this worry disappeared after the bishop took out a the Emperor holy weapon. Claude looked at the white-haired bishop with eyes full of ridicule and disdain.
The Emperor The holy weapon hit the armor, and after a flash of light, it fell to the ground weakly. Bishop Ecclesiarchy was stunned. He couldn't believe what he saw and muttered to himself, "How is this possible? You Demons should be purified by the holy weapon! How can you still have a body?"
"Holy artifact? Ha!" Claude did not bend down, and picked up the sacred artifact with his mechanical prosthesis, "We are Astartes, the sons of Primarch. What do you think we are? Demons? It's ridiculous. I have a physical examination every six months, even my subordinates do the same."
Throwing the holy weapon to a mantis-shaped Daemon Engine, Claude pointed without mercy at the Daemon Engine that was burned and disintegrated under the influence of the holy weapon and continued, "That thing is the devil, and we are the blacksmiths who forged the devil. Do you understand the relationship between priority and order?"
Bishop Ecclesiarchy opened his mouth, not knowing what he should say at all. In his short life compared to Space Marines, this was the first time he talked to a Chaos Space Marines.
"I will not listen to the blasphemous voices of you! Every breath you take pollutes the pure land of Imperium! Repent! You Demons!"
Seeing Bishop Ecclesiarchy's red-faced and unreasonable look, Claude was very angry. If it had been before, he would have smashed this ignorant bishop to pieces with one fist.
But as his father was busy with his duties, Claude could only tolerate Bishop Ecclesiarchy's offense for a while, and just flicked the bishop's shoulder with his finger and knocked him away.