Minutes ago, the Orks had still been cowering behind towering steel walls. Now they all leaped out of the trenches as though possessed, launching a do-or-die charge.
The Orks bellowed and roared. Whether they belonged to the Deffskull Clan or the Blood Axes, even the ever-cunning Snakebites were now chanting Bonecrusher's name. They all hurled themselves madly against the swarm, as though afraid of missing the ultimate carnival of war and slaughter their Prophet had brought them.
An immense "WAAAGH!" shook the skies of Octarius. That roaring, pure WAAAGH! field was so powerful that it stirred waves of emerald-green fury even in the chaotic Warp.
The Tyranids broke.
Biological behemoths were torn apart alive by enraged Orks. Biotitans fell amid an endless green sea of Orks. In the skies, the Hive Ships were surrounded by Ork fleets that had long since run out of patience, then destroyed with brutal ramming prows and concentrated barrages.
Even as the Hive Mind repeatedly tried to adjust its tactics and commit its last reserves, everything proved futile before the absolute violence of Bonecrusher's army, which had already reached its peak.
With their main forces and command nodes lost, the swarms could no longer resist the Ork tide. Over the next few short weeks, Bonecrusher carried out a horrific massacre of every remaining Tyranid in the Octarius sector.
This once-invincible tendril of Hive Fleet Leviathan was thus wiped completely from the galactic map.
News of the monumental war in Octarius spread farther and farther, like wildfire sweeping across the plains. Every day, countless Orks drawn by the WAAAGH! piloted their ramshackle ships across vast distances to reach the sector, just to join Bonecrusher's army.
Bonecrusher's plan had succeeded.
Yet the Hive Mind would never let this go.
Its cold fury, spanning the entire galaxy, began