The Ork horde had already reached the walls of Tyre.
When the Fifth Garrison Division turned and pounced on the city it had once been meant to protect, nothing remained to stand in Guk's way.
"Today, this will no longer be the Shrimp's Tyre! This will be our White Hand City!"
Standing beneath Victory Gate in southern Tyre, Guk raised his mechanical claw and let out a roar that shook the earth.
This ancient stone gate had once been a symbol of the Imperium's conquest of this ancient land. Imperial armies had marched from this gate to conquer the old homeland of the Land of Yellow Sands and carve out the vast territories of two provinces.
After centuries of wind and rain, the commemorative gate still bore the names and likenesses of great generals and soldiers.
But now, new conquerors would pass through this gate and conquer what had once been a human paradise.
"Kill the Shrimp!!!"
Amid the wave-like cries, Liya heard Grak's coarse voice from beside Guk.
Then Shabal's fervent voice rang out as well.
"Blackfire is here!"
He shouted, having his boyz raise their battle standards high.
"Blackfire is here!"
His boyz shouted too, while the nearby Iron Fist Legion refused to be outdone.
"The main assault is ours!"
Namat stood atop a junk tank with both arms raised, while the vehicles around him simultaneously blasted their shrill horns.
Noise was always the first sign of an Ork attack.
The roar unleashed by the vast army was enough to shatter courage. Not even howling winds and torrential rain could shake such an immense force. Though there were no flames at this moment, the spiritual fire blazing from every Ork was, to Liya, just as dazzling.
It was like a blazing green sun descending upon the city.
BOOM!