"Fire! Open fire! Charge out!"
Luna roared hysterically, and the Knight Mech's Melta Cannon fired first, a scorching beam of light blasting towards the Orks army.
All the remaining troops opened fire simultaneously, unleashing laser cannons, Heavy Bolter, and high-voltage electricity, relentlessly bombarding the Orks army.
The first few hundred Orks were instantly vaporized.
But this did not scare the Orks away; instead, it made them even more fanatical.
"Waaaaagh!!!"
Countless Orks trampled over the corpses of their comrades, charging forward madly.
Taking advantage of the narrow and winding terrain, they quickly reached the human lines.
A Ork Boyz was Chainsword, but before he died, he stuffed his homemade grenade into the tracks of Chimera Armoured Vehicle.
The brutes of the Goffs Clan, wielding massive axes, ripped a hole in a centaur armored vehicle, dragged the driver out, and tore him to pieces.
Luna's forces were instantly swallowed up by the green sea.
She piloted her knight mech, desperately trying to fight her way out, but all around her were Orks.
Even if a group of them were wiped out by the mechs' weapons, the ion shields kept them at bay.
But those Orks continued to charge at her Dreadnought.
That fearless, manic energy instinctively filled her with dread.
In despair, Luna suddenly looked up towards the core area.
There, Lynn stood on Rena Dahan's shoulder, calmly watching her.
Luna couldn't see his face clearly, but she knew he must be looking smug.
It's like watching a trapped beast making its final struggle.
From the very beginning, she had fallen into Lynn's carefully laid trap.
Although it is unknown how Lynn instigated the Orks ' civil war.
But he deliberately slowed down the expeditionary fleet's advance, letting it fight its way into the core area, just so that it could first deplete the Orks ' manpower.
Now, she can't escape even if she wants to. These Orks men, who don't know what they were doing before, have reappeared here to ambush her.
In this way, they eliminated Luna, a major threat, and shifted the blame onto the Orks, thus avoiding any suspicion from anyone.
She might end up being accused of "being greedy for credit and acting rashly."
Luna piloted the battered Shadow's Change, desperately wielding the Reaper Chainsword, cleaving the Ork Boyz in two as they pounced on her.
Hot blood splattered all over the mech's armor, and the colorful ion shield that was once covered with blasphemous runes had long since lost its luster.
The green tide seemed endless, and their eyes burned with a fanatical, bloodthirsty light.
Shouting slogans like "Kill all the shrimps," they were like tireless, painless killing machines.
The leader, Sasuke, riding his champion Squig " Chidori," rampaged through the human ranks.
This genetically modified Squig was several times larger than an ordinary war beast, with saliva dripping from its sharp fangs, capable of biting through the armor of Chimera Armoured Vehicle in one bite.
With each swing of his Kusanagi Sword, Sasuke would unleash a shower of blood.
Although he had just finished running Elf Gawk, the intense fatigue did not affect his speed at all.
He could even sidestep laser beams while riding on the back of Squig, and then behead Skitarii soldier with a backhand slash.
Those normally well-trained private soldiers were as fragile as paper in front of this group of Orks soldiers whose hormones were soaring after watching the game.
Their defensive line crumbled at the first touch, and the soldiers abandoned their armor and fled in terror, crying and screaming.
But they were surrounded by Orks surging out from both sides of the alley, dragged one by one into a dark corner, and let out a final, desperate scream.
Luna's heart sank to the bottom.
Looking at the troops caught in a pincer movement, she knew in her heart that she would probably suffer another defeat here today.
She gritted her teeth and suddenly pushed the Knight Mech's output power to its limit, injecting pale blue Chaos energy into the thrusters.
A powerful thrust erupted from the back of the mech, forcefully shoving aside the dozen or so Squig Orks riding giant Skulls that were blocking its way, temporarily widening the distance between it and the Orks army.
Taking advantage of this precious gap, she quickly used a bone knife to carve Tzeentch's teleportation rune into the air above the cockpit.
Multicolored Chaos energy flowed within the cockpit, moving across the runes like living things, beginning a difficult communication with the chaotic Warp.
"Great Lord of Change, please bless me..."
Luna prayed softly, a fine layer of cold sweat beading on her forehead.
On Carl II, a region completely enveloped by a dense Waaagh Field, the energy of the Warp is already extremely chaotic.
The collective will of the Orks is like a thick and unbreakable wall, blocking most of the passages to the Warp.
Her teleportation spell was activating with unusual difficulty; the runes flickered several times, but she still couldn't open a stable Warp Rift.
Instead, the backlash from the energy caused her to experience sharp pains in her head and her vision to go black intermittently.
Just as she exerted all her strength and finally condensed a faint trace of Warp energy, about to lock onto the coordinates of the Rule of Discipline.
call out!
A pale blue Neural Lance traced a graceful arc in the air and struck the mech precisely.
Although the spear was stuck in mid-air by the ion shield, the eerie purple Psychic Power had already disrupted the Psychic Power fluctuations around her.
"Pfft!"
The rune shattered instantly, and colorful Chaos energy scattered everywhere. The intense backlash caused Luna to cough up a mouthful of blood.
Her vision went black, and she nearly fell off the driver's seat. Her ears were ringing, and even the sounds of gunfire around her became indistinct.
"Who?!" Luna looked up in shock and anger, her crimson eyes fixed on the direction of the core area.
Atop the broken walls and ruins, the enormous, transparent figure stood silently.
Rena 'Dahan icy gaze was fixed intently on Luna.
The Shadow in the Warp's shielding effect on the Warp is already exceptional, let alone with the amplification from the Crown of the Swarm on Rena.
With her obstruction, not only is opening Warp portal impossible, but even the simplest long-distance communication is out of the question.
Any attempt to communicate with the Warp will be ruthlessly crushed by the collective will of the swarm.
This precise Neural Lance caused Sith, who was standing not far away, to suddenly contract his pupils.
He originally didn't take the so-called " Divine Messenger Dahan " of the Hokage Clan seriously at all.
The Orks are a rather eccentric race, and each clan has its own strange and unusual beliefs.
Some people worship a certain incarnation of Gork and Mork, and treat a particularly powerful mech as a god.
There is also the Snakebites, whose classics worship primal power and despise all high technology.
In his view, it was perfectly normal for the Hokage Clan to keep a powerful-looking monster as a deity to their Gork and Mork.
But that Neural Lance just now allowed his extremely keen Psychic Power perception to detect an extremely unfamiliar energy fluctuation.
The Orks's Psychic Power is forever bound to the Waaagh Field, carrying an aura of primal, wild, and warlike nature.
Even the most powerful Psychic Power Boy's spells rely on the power of the Waaagh Field.
But that attack just now was cold, precise, and efficient, carrying a devouring intent.
It has none of the characteristics of Orks Psychic Power, and is even completely different from the Psychic Power of shrimp.
Sith remained silent, merely withdrawing his gaze from the corner of his eye, but his heart was already churning with turmoil.
(Note: This is a 2000-word side story about the Orks, updated to supplement the word count for the full attendance bonus. It is unrelated to the main storyline and can be skipped if you are not interested.)
The Dorito Agri World in the Calixis Sector was once one of the Imperium's most bountiful granaries.
Until M41.997, a meteorite laden with Orks spores crashed through its atmosphere.
In that mushroom swamp contaminated with spores, countless Orks sprouted from the ground, and the gluttonous Ragnar was the most unique among them.
He was different from other Ork Boyz from the moment he was born.
The other spores, just emerging from their spores, are at least 1.8 meters tall, tall and imposing.
Ragnar, on the other hand, was like an inflated green ball, only 1.6 meters tall but weighing an astonishing 200 kilograms.
Her round belly drooped down to her knees, and her arms and legs were buried in fat. When she walked, she swayed like a rolling ball of flesh.
All the boys who passed by pointed at him and laughed, threw stones at his stomach, and called him "fatball," "glutton," and "good-for-nothing who only knows how to eat."
Whenever this happened, Ragnar would put his hands on his hips, his face flushed, and roar:
"I'm not fat, I have a huge stomach!"
Nobody took his words seriously until the first battle with the human patrol.
At that time, a dozen human soldiers armed with Lasgun surrounded their small tribe.
The other kids charged forward with rusty machetes, only to be shot down one by one by the laser beams.
Ragnar took a deep breath, abruptly retracted his limbs, and transformed into a perfect green sphere.
Then, he rolled down the hillside at an astonishing speed.
The two-hundred-kilogram ball of flesh, with its earth-shattering force, crashed into the human formation.
Three soldiers were instantly smashed into a bloody pulp, and the Lasgun was crushed into scrap metal.
Ragnar rolled around, and wherever he went, men and horses fell, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
His thick layer of fat could actually block ordinary laser shots; bullets hitting it would only leave a shallow dent.
After the battle, no one dared to laugh at him anymore.
With his unparalleled " Human Bullet Tank," Ragnar quickly became the leader of the tribe.
He led his boys on campaigns, driving away other small tribes in the vicinity and taking over an abandoned human farm.
The ample food fully activated the Orks's growth genes, and in just three months, Ragnar grew to a height of 2.5 meters, becoming a veritable giant.
His belly was still enormous, seemingly capable of holding a whole Squig, but this did not diminish his fighting prowess in the slightest.
Aside from fighting, Ragnar's greatest hobby in life was eating.
Other Orks animals eat only to fill their stomachs; they stuff anything they can chew into their mouths.
But Ragnar was different; he had an almost obsessive pursuit of fine food.
He was dedicated to creating a dish that would make all Orks feel "waaagh".
To this end, he specifically captured many human cooks and farmers, forcing them to teach him how to cook.
If their food is delicious, Ragnar will reward them with some human food, allowing them to live a few more days.
If the food didn't taste good, Ragnar would angrily throw it into a large pot and stew it into a broth with mushrooms and canned starch.
In just six months, thousands of unfortunate humans became victims of Ragnar's "culinary experiments."
At that time, Dorito had two other notorious Orks big guys besides Ragnar.
One is Chandler, a mechanical Mekboy who can assemble a pile of scrap metal into vehicles and mechs that can run and fight.
The other is Speed Freak Ah Q who loves racing. He drives a red modified motorcycle so fast that he can catch up with flying bullets.
They each occupied a piece of territory in Dorido, forming a Dorito -way power struggle with Ragnar, and none of them were willing to submit to the others.
Just as the three Orks warlords were fighting each other, Brevis's reinforcement fleet arrived in Dorito.
Dozens of Imperial Knight descended from the sky, like gods coming down to earth.
These steel giants, several meters tall, wielding massive cannons and Chainsword, rampaged through the Orks horde as if they were nothing.
The lead red knight, in particular, was invincible.
With a single swing of his Reaper Chainsword, he could cleave a Deff Dreadnought in two; with a Big Shoota, he could sweep away a horde of Ork Boyz.
Under the iron hooves of the Imperial Knight, the Orks suffered a crushing defeat.
Chandler's mech was blasted into scrap metal by the Red Knight's cannon, and Ah Q's motorcycle was also hit by the laser cannon, nearly killing him.
Dorito's Orks are on the verge of extinction, and the surviving boys are hiding in the mushroom swamp, too afraid to come out.
The shrimps have even begun to celebrate their victory, believing that they can completely eradicate the Orks from this planet in less than a month.
Just then, a turning point in their fate occurred.
Ragnar's men captured an old farmer.
This old farmer doesn't know how to make anything else, except one thing—stewed meat.
He used Corpse Starch, Squig fat, and mushrooms to make a large pot of thick stew.
When the solidified jelly was served to Ragnar, he was instantly captivated after just one bite.
That soft and tender texture, that rich meaty aroma, that feeling of satisfaction that instantly fills the stomach—it was Ragnar had never experienced before.
He ate three whole pots of stewed meat in one go, then patted his belly and cheered from the bottom of his heart:
"This is amazing! This is exactly what Orks creatures should eat!"
All the Orks who tasted the stew, like Ragnar, fell into a frenzy.
With the collective " Waaagh! " power of the Orks people, the simmering jelly was endowed with magical power.
By eating a piece of mung bean curd, Orks can temporarily enter a berserk state, doubling its strength, speed, and reaction time, and greatly enhancing its self-healing ability.
Wounds heal at a visible speed; even severed limbs can regrow in a short period.
With the help of this magical stew, Ragnar led the remaining Orks in a desperate counterattack.
After eating the stew, the Orks men, as if injected with chicken blood, charged fearlessly towards the Imperial Army.
They advanced under heavy fire, even if they were riddled with bullets, they would still pounce and bite off human throats.
The Imperial Army had never seen such frenzied Orks and suffered a crushing defeat.
What was initially a sure-fire victory turned into a series of disasters.
Ragnar's prestige reached its peak at this moment.
Most of the surviving Orks joined his ranks.
Even the usually arrogant Chandler and Ah Q, along with their men, submitted to Ragnar.
After all, in that desperate situation, there was no reason not to join forces with such a waaaagh-like Orks person.
Ragnar then established his own clan, the Deffskull Clan.
He decreed that only the sons of the Deffskull Clan were qualified to make and sell braised meat.
The stew made by other clans not only lacked any magical effects, but also tasted terrible.
Over time, " Deffskull Menzi " became the totem of the Orks of Dorito.
Before each Orks soldier went to battle, they had to eat a piece of stewed meat and pray for the Gork and Mork.
Using the simmering broth, Ragnar led the Orks in a full-scale counterattack.
They recaptured lost territory and captured human cities and military bases.
Chandler built more powerful vehicles and mechs for the Orks, while Ah Q led a biker gang to harass human supply lines.
Human armies suffered defeat after defeat, and could only cower in their last few fortresses, desperately holding on.
In M41.998, the decisive battle that would determine Dorito's fate broke out.
Ragnar amassed all the Orks and launched a final assault on humanity's last stronghold.
The battle was exceptionally fierce.
Just as the Orks soldiers were about to breach the fortress and achieve final victory, the red knight reappeared.
This time, he became even more terrifying.
Twisted flesh and spikes sprouted from the surface of his mech, and his eyes flashed with a Chaos red light.
He unleashed unprecedented power, cleaving Speed Freak Ah Q in two with a single strike.
He then charged at Ragnar and fired a shot that blew Ragnar's vehicle away, only managing to survive thanks to his large stomach.
Severely wounded Ragnar was forced to order a retreat.
The Orks army suffered a crushing defeat and retreated back to the Mushroom Swamp.
But no one expected that after killing Ah Q and seriously injuring Ragnar, the red knight suddenly disappeared and never appeared again.
Some say he was consumed by Chaos, some say he was executed by the Inquisition, and others say he went to another planet.
With the Red Knight no longer the biggest threat, Ragnar had no rivals left in Dorito.
Six months later, Ragnar, having recovered from his injuries, once again led the Orks in an attack.
This time, no one can stop him.
He breached humanity's last stronghold and stewed all the resisters into a broth.
From then on, Dorito Agri World completely fell into the hands of the Orks.
Ragnar the Big Stomach became the most powerful Orks warlord in the Calixis Sector.
His greatest pleasure each day was watching his men cook the broth in that huge iron pot, a hundred meters in diameter.
And the stew that changed Dorito's fate will spread throughout the entire Calixis System as the Deffskull Clan expands.
Ragnar often said, "As long as there's 'menzi,' there's 'waaagh'! As long as there's 'waaagh,' we can conquer the entire galaxy!"