With gunpowder smoke filling the air and artillery fire pouring into the sky, the 16th Legion 'Lunar Wolves' of the Second Fleet of the Terran Empire's Great Expedition Fleet were still fighting endlessly against the greenskins.

This war with the greenskins has been going on for a little while, but so far there is still no intention of stopping.

Because those greenskins didn’t know what was going on. They had clearly been wiped out by hundreds of thousands by the Luna Wolves’ landing force with heavy firepower, but their number still showed no intention of decreasing.

They were still continuously coming from a distance towards the landing site and positions of the Luna Wolves, and began to gather on the periphery, preparing to launch a new round of human sea offensive.

In this regard, as the commander of the first company, Abaddon the Despoiler had no good solution.

Although he had just called for battleship support, allowing the two battleships in orbit to temporarily get rid of the entanglement of the small fleet composed of a few battleships from the humans in the sector, and brazenly attacked the ground forces at the risk of being bombarded by the planetary orbital defense platform.

The greenskin army launched a round of orbital bombing, but the effect didn't seem to be very good.

"..."

Now, standing on the high ground, soaked in blood, Abaddon stared at the endless army of green-skinned orcs in front of him with burning eyes, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

Behind him were a group of Astartes Space Marines who had just rotated up.

They wore different types of power armor of different weights and weights. They held power or chain saw blades in one hand, and held bolt guns tightly in the other hand. They lined up in a neat formation like a rainbow.

The Astra Militarum and other mortal auxiliary armies were busy consolidating their positions and transporting ammunition, making final preparations for the upcoming new round of battle.

Woo——!

Sudden!

From the formation of the green-skinned orcs in the distance, distant horn sounds sounded.

'waaagh!'

'WAAAGH!'

‘WAAAGHHHH!!!!’

Immediately afterwards, with earth-shaking war cries and strange bursts of energy, the greenskins rushed towards the frontline position where Abaddon and others were located like a tide.

Those greenskins, holding strange weapons of various sizes, lengths, and even calibers, just rushed forward one after another, swarming up, and from time to time fired at the Astartes with large calibers but not much.

Damaging bullets.

What if that huge twisted metal was a projectile?

Whoosh——!

clang!!

"..."

Watching a cone-shaped metal lump hit the shoulder of his armor and being bounced away, looking at the slightly sunken pit on his shoulder, and watching the greenskins begin to use various long-range weapons more and more densely.

Attack, a hint of coldness flashed in Abaddon's eyes.

After a while, when he saw that the greenskins were getting closer and closer, and those weird long-range weapons were gradually becoming threatening, he suddenly raised the power sword in his hand, then slashed forward in the air and shouted loudly:

"superior!"

"Wolves of the Shadow Moon, fight!"

"Be bloodthirsty!"

"For glory!"

"For the Emperor!"

"Kill them all!"

“Leave no one alive!!”

As he said that, seeing the greenskins gradually approaching, Abaddon took the lead. With the help of his jetpack, he jumped forward fiercely, and then took the lead to smash into the forward of the group of greenskins.

"kill!"

"For the Emperor!"

"Kill!"

"Kill them all!!"

Almost at the same time, the warriors of the Moon Wolf heard the sound and moved, like tigers descending from the mountain, and rushed towards the green-skinned orc army.

In an instant!

Tomahawks slashed, sharp blades pierced, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and screams were repeated. The fierce combat power caused the greenskins' vanguard formation to dent several arcs, and then the momentum of the charge couldn't help but stagnate.

'waaagh!'

'WAAAGH!'

‘WAAAGHHHH!!!!’

But unfortunately, there were so many green-skinned orcs, and as if they didn't know the pain, they actually advanced instead of retreating. They continued to move forward one after another amidst the roars of battles without fear of death, towards the Aspens who were significantly smaller than them.

The Taters launched a charge and siege.

"Fire!"

"Fire!!"

"Destroy them!"

At the same time, those massive auxiliary troops were not idle either.

When the Astartes at the front rushed into the tidal greenskin army, they in the trench positions at the rear fired intensive artillery fire and shooting at the greenskins, trying to help the Astartes.

Weaken the green-skinned orcs' offensive.

"Where's the artillery?"

"Direct coverage!"

"quick!"

"Let the Adeptus Mechanicus' mechas blast them with energy cannons!"

The huge machines of the Mechanicus were wandering behind the battlefield, and after receiving the signal for help, they made a deafening roar, causing their artillery fire and laser beams to pour like a rain of death on the green skins.

In the dense army formation of the orcs.

'waaagh!'

'WAAAGH!'

However, the green-skinned orcs' offensive was still fierce.

In addition to holding giant axes, wielding spears, riding ferocious beasts, and using a variety of unfixed long-range weapons to launch fierce charges against the Space Marines and mortal auxiliaries, there are countless weird and seemingly random creatures.

A ferocious chariot assembled from some discarded former Huagai star civilian vehicles was speeding towards the battle line.

"!?"

"careful!"

"Pay attention to the green-skinned tank, they are coming!"

"Hurry and block it!!!"

With the addition of those greenskin chariots, even though the Astartes Space Marines are extremely brave, the ordinary shooting of the mortal auxiliary army is ineffective. Under the offensive of the dense sea of ​​​​greenskins, under the impact of those terrible tanks,

He had to retreat step by step, as he was about to break through the defense line.

But the tank is not that easy to resist, not to mention there are a lot of greenskins on the tank.

Therefore, during the continuous gunfire and smoke, although the faces of several Astartes with blood and mud on their heavy armor were full of perseverance and they charged decisively towards those tanks, in the end they were still very weak.

They were about to be knocked over, and then the army of green-skinned orcs came like a tide and drowned them instantly.

"!!"

"go to hell!!!"

At this moment, just as the greenskins were about to pour into the battle lines and trenches and massacre the mortal auxiliaries, Abaddon roared again.

Then, he led a group of elite Astartes wearing heavy armor, whose figures looked particularly tall in the gunfire and smoke, as if they were an invincible god of war. They rushed towards the green-skinned orcs who were driving, and almost

A few slashes and blows knocked them over.

"here you go!"

"kill!"

"Kill them back!"

"For the Emperor!"

"Go ahead!!"

Seeing this, both the Space Marines and the mortal auxiliary troops cheered up and shouted. Then they followed Abaddon's footsteps and once again took the initiative to launch a fierce counterattack against the endless army of green-skinned orcs.

Then the greenskins' offensive was directly contained.

For a moment, the sound of killing was loud on the battlefield.

The bolters, blades and battle axes of the Space Marines set off terrifying green waves of blood in the green-skinned orc army, causing the green-skinned front lines to collapse as quickly as snow melting.
To be continued...