Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

The communication was quickly connected.

After several communicators heard what the other party said, they hurriedly got up and went to look for the captain and Seth.

Word quickly reached Seth that the Union army at the fort wished to surrender.

At this time, the meat tearers are gathering on the deck.

The orbital ring has fallen, and the major command centers have been captured by the Empire.

The Wotan Alliance has been unable to turn over any waves.

Air battles are also going on.

It was only a matter of time before the Imperial fighter formations won.

Wait until air supremacy is in the hands of the Empire.

Seth planned to launch a ground raid with the Flesh Tearmen, defeat the last defense of the Wotan Alliance, and seize a world for the Holy Emperor.

I thought there was going to be a tough bloody battle.

Only then can the huge fortress be captured.

The sudden surrender notice surprised him.

"Who is the Supreme Commander now?" Seth asked, who opened the dialogue window.

"I, Kodd, am now the representative of all soldiers." There was a trace of panic and anxiety in the other party's words.

Obviously, surrendering to the empire is also a very risky thing for them.

"Are you sure you want to surrender? Where's your original officer?" Seth asked.

"They have been controlled by us. They are our sincerity to the empire. The only request of all our soldiers is that the empire can let us go. Everyone here is forced to go to the battlefield. We owe a few lifetimes Debts that cannot be repaid, and generations will have to work for those businesses and chambers of commerce.”

"A lot of people here just went to the battlefield just to get a reward to repay the debt they owed, but the people in the alliance did not fulfill their promises, and they were not even willing to pay the agreed reward at the beginning. We don't want to die, really .”

Seth fell silent.

The rioting soldiers seized their commander as a gesture of surrender to the Empire.

The reason is that the Union soldiers are unwilling to work hard for the pitifully small salary that will not be honored.

Reality is always more illogical than literature created by the craziest human artist.

Who would have thought that a fortress would fall for such a reason! !

Seth gave a mocking smile.

The same thing happened to the Empire.

Unexpectedly, such a thing will appear in the Andromeda Nebula, which spans two million light-years.

Humans or intelligent beings or whatever make the same mistakes all the time.

Perhaps only the Holy Emperor can end this ridiculous cycle.

The empire rarely massacres the bottom, unless the problem is very serious and those people are beyond redemption.

As long as those soldiers put down their weapons and surrender, there will generally not be any massacres against them.

The Empire disdained to do such a thing.

Even in previous noble rebellions, most of the nobles were executed.

It is rare to say that the entire world was slaughtered.

Seth was delighted with the outcome.

It was the glory of the Holy Emperor that made these confused soldiers realize what was right and what was wrong.

It can also save a lot of work.

Flesh Tearers do not fear war.

But they were short on time, and if he wanted to capture a thousand worlds, he had to speed up.

"I agree." Seth replied: "In the name of the Holy Emperor, all soldiers will be pardoned, as long as you put down your weapons. But we will not let any high-level alliance go, they have to fight for Take responsibility for your own mistakes.”

"I know that," Cord replied. "They belong to you."

The newsletter is over.

High Command was taken by rioting soldiers.

The war also came to an end.

The imperial fighter formation sent back a message.

Many Alliance warplanes have disengaged and surrendered to the Empire.

They have successfully seized air supremacy.

Apparently, what those soldiers said was true.

"Maybe there is a conspiracy hidden."

Said one of Seth's combat brothers, "We should be careful."

"Then they'll reap death," Seth said casually. "It's never a good idea, or a sensible thing to do, to lie to the Empire."

If it was a trap, then Seth could only launch a massacre.

Until the last enemy against the Empire falls.

Dedicate the world to the Holy Emperor in blood and corpses.

When the communication was over, Kodd and the others were all excited when they learned that the empire accepted their surrender.

"We don't have to face those demons anymore," he said to the people next to him.

Edwin, who was restrained, turned pale.

"You can't do this, this is betrayal. This is your hometown? Are you so willing to let outsiders rule you?"

No one paid him any attention.

Cord glanced at him, then turned his head and ignored him.

He ordered all shields and weapon systems to be shut down.

Cleared out a huge platform for the opponent.

The roar of gunboats came from the sky.

The roar of the power engine set off a strong wind in the air, blowing the hair and clothes of Codd and others.

The gunboat slowly stopped on the platform.

The hiss of high-pressure gas sounded, mixed with the sound of mechanical gears turning.

The hatch opened slowly.

Twenty giants wearing metal armor with scarlet bodies and black shoulders appeared on the platform.

Their helmets are also black, and the positions of the visors are painted with white to look like skeletons.

The eyepiece glowed off-white.

The huge size gives people a huge sense of oppression.

A giant who didn't wear a helmet and only installed a ring force field generator decorated with eagle wings behind his head stepped out.

It was Seth.

"Are you going to surrender to the empire?" Seth looked at the small group of people in front of him.

It was easier to kill them than accept their surrender.

This is an unspoken truth.

It will take no more than ten minutes to kill these people.

"Yes, we surrendered to the empire." Ke Deqiang said.

No one can keep calm in front of these giants.

Especially after seeing the giant chainsaw sword on the opponent's waist, it is even more impossible to calm down.

The chainsword had been cleaned, but the smell of blood could still be smelled.

Cord could imagine the giant wielding a chainsword and massacring the soldiers on those orbital rings.

That is definitely a scene like the Shura field.

Not to mention witnessing, even just thinking about it is unbearable.

Seth stared at him, and spoke again after a moment.

"Where are your officers?"

"Basically all of them have been caught, and some are still absconding." Ke De clapped his hands, and Edwin and others were brought up.

Everyone has fear and anxiety on their faces.

Cole, who had just been promoted, even fainted from fright.

Seth scanned the officers around and looked at Cord after confirming that their identities were correct.

"Then it's up to you to execute them yourself."

Cord knew this was a test for them.

They who killed Union officers would have no chance of being accepted.

But he had no choice, he took a pulse pistol from a man next to him.

Walked up to Edwin.

"No." Edwin screamed, "Do you know what family I am from??"

"I'm sorry," Corder said. "I have to fight for my descendants."

Cord's words were full of sarcasm.

It was exactly where Edwin thought Cord was unqualified before.

His predecessors didn't work hard, so how could he be the head of the regiment.

Naturally, only those ancestors and descendants who have worked hard and made the right choice can be the head of the regiment.

In order to defend the alliance.

The howling sound of the laser sounded, piercing Edwin's head.

A small hole the size of a thumb appeared on his head, which was burnt black by the high temperature.

Edwin was killed.

This elite of noble birth and loyal to the alliance died just like that.

Wesker also stood up, pointed a gun at a Union officer, and executed him.

He has made up his mind to stand on the side of the empire.

Sorry, he owes too much debt.

Including the penalty interest for not being able to repay the loan in time this time, no matter how hard you work in this life, it will never end.

Alliance is not dead, he is doomed to have no way out.

One soldier after another stood up.

They have no way out.

When the last officer was down, Seth turned and walked towards the gunboat.

"The logistics force will assist you in the transformation."

There is no need to stay here anymore.

This world already belongs to the Holy Emperor.

1/1000.

A good start.

Wesker couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as he watched those steel giants step onto the gunboat.

He didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment.

The only thought is that at least the debt problem is not to worry about.

"I have seen the things of destruction coming, and there is nothing against them, if anything, perhaps only the great horned rat. The problem is that the horned rat no longer answers our painful pleas."

——

One of the clan chieftains in the Council of Thirteen.

Rat waste is the largest city of the Skaven.

It is also the heart of their entire underground empire.

The birthplace of the Ratmen all over the world.

Possesses powerful magic, solid fortifications and terrifying military power unimaginable by the outside world.

The endless caves are repeatedly superimposed, the twisted corridors are criss-crossed, and the horror city is built on the basis of viciousness and filth.

The largest and most skaven city in the world is perfectly hidden from the Gray Seers who master the magic of warpstone.

There are complex and complete industrial facilities in the abandoned city.

The giant running dynamo with complex structure runs eternally in the dark.

Immeasurable rodents stand and run like humans.

Grotesque machines churning out disgusting mutants.

Bloated female rats with shrunken limbs continue to breed corrupt offspring.

As the capital of the Skaven, this terrifying city is naturally the largest economic and commercial center of the Underground Empire. Every year, a large number of clan members transport goods and slaves here.

The mysterious ratman lords, gray prophets, and warlords gather here, and in the labyrinthine darkness, chaotic and disorderly political struggles are staged day after day.

Even on the streets, there are desperadoes, thieves, gangsters, bandits, traitors, and assassins, forming a lawless power struggle.

Countless factions have set off bloody fights around city wealth, political power, wealth, etc., without end.

Each skaven kills each other for the Horned Rat's overarching plans and personal interests.

Find ways to push the end of the world.

Many factions have thought of killing the Skaven once and for all, or raiding their capital.

However, they all gave up in the end.

It is by no means an easy task to enter the Wasteland of the Demon Rat.

The surrounding area of ​​the Wasted City of Demon Rats is shrouded in a swamp of death.

Those who enter are mortal and inanimate.

The rotting water and mud of the swamp mix with each other, and a highly poisonous miasma rises from the ever-changing reactions.

The Ratmen unscrupulously discharged all kinds of highly toxic plagues and biochemical agents into the swamp, causing the already unbearable swamp to become even more corrupt.

After a long period of accumulation, a billowing poisonous mist even formed over the swamp.

Not a ray of sunlight can penetrate the clouds to reach the ground.

A large number of Ska slave fleets, diving ratmen, and small mobile huts shuttled in the dark and narrow river channels of the swamp.

Harvesting ships roam the endless swamps, looking for rotting crops and fungi.

The slaves and low-level skaven captured from various races worked under the whip of the skaven supervisor and were forced to inhale those terrible poisonous gases.

They often die a painful death within a few weeks.

Those slaves had to endure the poisonous gas corroding their internal organs until they rotted and turned into pus.

The closer it was to the abandoned city of Demon Rats in the depths of the swamp, the denser the toxin-laden fog became.

In the end there wasn't even a gleam of light.

Only those cities where the glow from the Warpstones are installed reflect the darkness.

The continuous fleet slowly sailed into the city's huge port under the surveillance of the sentry.

They often brought tons of grain and untold numbers of slaves.

Countless Skavens are working hard in the Rat Wasteland, contributing their blood and tears to the prosperity of this horrible city.

Their short and tragic lives are bound to mines and factories.

Living slaves were squeezed as hard as they could until they died.

Dead slaves would mix grains to make food for living slaves.

This city is so horrible, bloody and cruel.

Alien invaders who broke into here would often face unimaginable tragedies.

Of course, this horrific, bloody and brutal capital of acquaintances will soon be a thing of the past.

A man who is destined to destroy the abandoned capital of the Rat is coming.

He is the Rat Slayer Pioneer, Rat Extermination Warrior, Rat Man's Nemesis, the person most hated by the Thirteenth Council, and the one who must kill the Horned Rat - Dax.

Dax set his goal on the wasteland of the Ratmen, and with Valyrian's permission, he recruited an army, planning to completely eradicate the Ratmen's empire.

Dax has been working hard to eliminate the rat people, and has fun doing it.

Due to the absence of oil, the scientific and technological development of the Imperial Expeditionary Team also experienced a slight deviation.

Various stitch monsters mixed with magic and industrial technology were born.

For example, the hovering airship that Dax is in.

The hull is made of wood and metal, with various magic runes etched on the surface, and a furnace is installed at the stern.

The power source of the furnace is the power stone extracted by the technical sages of the exploration team by referring to the practice of the elves.

The airship is equipped with a large number of artillery, and it also carries more than two hundred human soldiers.

Dax stood at the head of the hovering airship, bragging to his subordinates about his past glorious achievements.

"I think I fought seven battles and seven battles in Roaring Mountain. I hacked for three days and four nights. I used my sword to kill the Skaven. They fled in embarrassment. From the side of the battlefield , I hacked to the other side of the battlefield, but the Emperor Man Ruide who hadn't died told me to chop slowly."

Dax spoke excitedly, but the officers next to him showed a look of lovelessness.

Dax would repeat this story morning and night.

If someone asked him, he would happily say a few more times.

From Roaring Mountain to the Ratman stronghold that was destroyed not long ago.

There were, however, several officers on board who had just been transferred to Dax's staff.

Obviously, they hadn't heard the story.

At this time, they were surrounding Dax, listening fascinatedly.

"My lord, if you chop for so long, will your eyes dry out!!"

Dax, who was excited to speak, froze for a moment.

Look at the officer who asked the question.

It could be seen from Dax's astonished eyes that this was the first time someone asked such a tricky question.