Greenskin Orks Reap What They Sow

Most of the Space Marines under Guilliman's command were Astartes upgraded through the Primaris process.

Enhanced by sinew coils and the Magnificat, these Primaris Space Marines possessed far greater explosive strength and endurance than the Firstborn.

Yet when facing these frenzied, heavily armored Ork bosses, even Primaris Space Marines held no advantage whatsoever.

Though the Astartes had been enhanced, the Greenskin Orks had also continued growing larger and stronger during the war to unify the Ghoul Stars, becoming ever closer to their ancestral forms.

This was the simplest, most brutal, and bloodiest kind of contest.

Countless hulking Orks paid with their lives, piling up a mound of green corpses before the Salamanders' shield wall.

Then the heavily armored bosses charging from behind roared as they stomped their own kind's corpses into pulp, using their elevated position to smash through the Salamanders' shield wall by force.

Even Vulkan's towering sons could only look up at these savage mountains of flesh. They were so powerful that endless brute strength surged from their knotted green muscles, driving the Salamanders backward step by step.

"Adjust the defensive formation. Relieve the pressure locally. Let them through!"

"All units, fall back in order and cover one another!"

Guilliman's voice echoed beside every Astartes' ear. The primarch's timely command quickly gave the Space Marines a backbone to rely on.

Upon receiving the order, the Salamanders at the center of the shield wall immediately began withdrawing and contracting toward both flanks.

From a high vantage point overlooking the battlefield, one would see the human shield-wall formation gradually shift from a straight line into a V shape, releasing the enormous pressure of the Greenskin Orks.

The surging green tide instantly tore open the defensive line and poured into the human position through its weakest point. Those sturdy, powerful Greenskin