Warhammer 40: My Fiancée Fulgrim

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"That's right! Brother Di only cares about us!"

"Brother Di wouldn't care about you!"

"I (swear)!!"

Just as Kasgar and the other two were each fighting an orc, Horus, who was fighting two against one, seemed to be shining even brighter.

"Emperor! Emperor! Emperor!"

Even so, the orcs opposite him showed no signs of fatigue, but met him with almost the same momentum.

The battle was exhilarating!

These guys get really fierce, lose their temper, and become reckless when they start fighting for the throne!

The words he was saying became increasingly direct, and even Casca thought they were going a bit too far.

However, at this moment, Casca was not going to join these people in arguing about who loved the Emperor's title more.

"We need to end this battle quickly."

"Hurry up and finish?"

"We have Emperor Ge's blessing! You little shrimp, don't even think about hurting me! Ahahaha—"

With that, the giant orc swung his massive steel fist, adorned with golden knuckle dusters, toward Kasgar.

Although his giant fist missed after the smoke cleared, Cassius reappeared on his shoulder with his agile figure and slammed the twin swords down.

However, Kasgar's extremely fast counterattack could only tear a small crack in the orc's armor, and could not truly kill the opponent.

"You cunning little shrimp! Brother Di would never like something as slippery as you!"

Seeing that his first attack missed, Kasgar leaped away again, his expression growing increasingly somber.

Difficult to kill.

With the support of the Waaaaagh! force field, aside from the thick outer armor, the golden skin of this orc is incredibly tough—even with Kasgar's current strength, it would be difficult to penetrate the skin with a sword and cause any real damage.

What did it eat to grow up with such a layer of skin that even a finely crafted power sword cannot tear?

Now, with his psionic abilities being resisted by the Waaaaagh! force field, he can only slowly try to weaken the beast in front of him little by little by bleeding it out, so as to find an opportunity to kill it with one blow.

The beasts' strength was not enough to threaten Kasgar; even if five beasts attacked him together, he would not be afraid.

But these orcs, who were inexplicably so thick-skinned, were able to hold out against him for a long time.

"It will take time."

Although Casgar knew that every moment he lingered here would greatly increase the casualties in the Void Naval Battle outside...

But he had to be patient, patient in fighting this savage group.

but......

Look at Horus in midfield, getting more and more excited as the game progresses, his shouts of "Emperor!" growing louder and louder...

Hopefully no one will see this...

Fortunately, other Space Marines and mortals do not enter this hall. It was Casgar who ordered them to retreat to fight outside the Orcish Hall, and they were not allowed to enter again without Casgar's orders.

With such a strict ban in place, surely... no one will dare to trespass anymore?

I guess so...?

......

Meanwhile, on the other side...

......

"Admiral! Our ships are under attack!"

"Orcs! There are so many orcs!"

sizzle-

In the void naval battle, the human side's disadvantage continues to widen.

Orcs, orcs like a swarm of insects, even in this small Ulanno star system, their number of ships is more than that of the insect swarm, and they are even more savage and violent.

They are arriving in bizarre homemade rockets or boarding planes, pouring into human spaceships from every corner to have a good fight.

Even though humanity has many Space Marines protecting them, including Ultramarines and Black Templars who are just as ferocious and warlike as the Orks.

Unfortunately, while most of the elite forces were deployed to the surface of Ulanor to assist the Sunlord and Warmaster in their decapitation mission, there were not many Space Marines left on the ships waiting to fight who could withstand the enemy's elite warboss units.

What's more, the orc ships seem to be endless—not only are orcs from this star system surging in, but even more orcs from neighboring star systems seem to have heard about the epic, protracted war taking place here and are continuously coming to fight alongside them.

"How many orcs are left? High Admiral, our ships cannot stop their continued attack!"

"Hold on! By the orders of the Sun Lords, we must hold on!!!"

"but--"

But there were just too many orcs!

Even though their flagship, the Mountain Array, was constantly firing at the surrounding orc warships, it was all in vain.

The orcs had more ships than anyone expected.

And for some reason, perhaps due to the influence of wild beasts, the orcs of today are completely different from those of before—

They are stronger and tougher, and they are more fearless in the face of sacrifice. There are countless instances of them shouting "Emperor Brother" and charging towards humans to self-destruct.

Besides the failure of the means to sever the Waaaaagh! force field connection, the beastmen's combat power has also increased exponentially in terms of spiritual energy...

When did the orcs become so crazy?

This is simply unbelievable.

"heresy!"

On one of the ships that was locked in fierce fighting, an Inquisitor wearing mortal power armor fired and shouted.

"Your Honor? You must be mistaken, this is actually an alien..."

"No! This is heresy! Heresy!!!"

However, neither the aliens nor the heretics could change the fate of the human expeditionary fleet, which was about to be defeated.

If this drags on, even if we use up all their ammunition, we still won't be able to wipe out all these greens!

"There must be a way... the Emperor, the Sun Lord... and the Imperial War Marshal..."

"Reinforcements! A signal from a human Astrologer is coming from behind the warp veil! It's reinforcements, our reinforcements are crossing the warp veil!"

Just as the Supreme Admiral was in despair and praying, the Star Speaker on the ship delivered a message as welcome as rain after a long drought.

"Who! Which Imperial force is on its way?!"

"They're fire salamanders! A temporary legion made up of fire salamanders!"

"And the wolves from Fenris, led by Primarch Vokhan, are about to join the battle!!!"

"How much longer?! Quick, tell us how much longer!"

"Immediately! Immediately! The orcs have interfered with psionic communications; they're very close and are crossing the warp veil!!!"

A thunderous cheer erupted as the warp rift reopened and a considerable number of human warships joined the fray. With this reinforcement, the human expeditionary fleet was finally able to regain the upper hand for the time being.

"I'm...I'm saved."

Although the power armor paint schemes, banners, and slogans of the temporarily formed legions differed from each other outwardly,

Although Kasgar sent messages to all territories of the Human Empire about assembling an expeditionary fleet in Holy Terra, due to the complexity of interstellar communication and the inherent instability of the warp, very few of them were actually able to receive the signal, complete the assembly while dealing with the invading orcs, and then send a feedback signal to Holy Terra that was promptly received.

As for the fire lizards, it was clearly a problem with their final response to the Star Language.

Despite Volkan's return from seclusion to defeat the invading orcs, and his use of his Primarch's influence to rally the Space Wolves, who were still fighting the orcs, the Salamanders quickly assembled a temporary legion after receiving orders from Kasgar. They then selected a few handy artifacts from their armory and launched a massive attack on Ulanor.

As for the communications sent along the way... they were very likely lost in the void.

"Admiral, report on the operational situation."

With the addition of fresh forces from Vokhan and the Salamanders, the naval battle was indeed able to maintain a stalemate, preventing a disastrous defeat as before.

"But the Sun Lord and the Imperial War Marshals said that the only way to completely solve the orc problem is to kill the beast chieftain on their home planet... According to reports from the front lines, the two sides are still engaged in fierce fighting, and they need your support, sir."

"clear."

In the eyes of the admiral, the communications projection of Vokhan did not hesitate: "Share coordinates and data. I am about to land at Ulano to assist in the operation."

He moved very quickly.

Surrounded by several Mars Terminators, the airdrop pod from Vokhan landed precisely at the makeshift landing site set up by humans, who were still struggling to maintain this lifeline on the planet's surface.

"Where are they? Where is the main battlefield now?"

"The fortress ahead, the orcish fortress, my lord!"

"Alright, let's continue the fight!!"

Vokhan, wielding a giant warhammer, approached the massive orc palace ahead.

They are still fighting.

Walked quickly toward the thick, recast steel gate, Wokan's heart filled with trepidation.

What will be the outcome of the battle? His brothers and sisters are currently fighting a difficult battle against five beastmen. He must—

Huh?

Why am I hearing some strange noises?

"I am the War Commander!"

"I am the War Commander!"

"No! None of you are! Only I am the War Commander!!!"

"Forgrim? How come you're trying to compete with them too!?"

"Forget it! There's no need to say anything more to a monster like you!"

"Enough! The game should end!"

"Emperor! Emperor! Emperor Emperor Emperor Emperor Emperor Emperor!!!"

"Lotus Emperor's Palm! For all eternity!!!"

"Uh-"

......

What...what the hell is this?!

Wokan pushed open the door, and behind it, he saw only endless golden light.

And a giant orc with a gaping hole in its chest, and even with a fatal wound, the orc seemed to be smiling.

"You... win, you little shrimp."

"The Emperor's War General is yours."

The words were devoid of their former roughness and barbarity, containing only the most sublime and genuine respect for the emperor and the winged little shrimp before them.

“Tell Brother Di, I’m not a coward… I’m one of his good lads!”

"I really want to... go on another long-distance race with Brother Di..."

Before dying, the orc, with a satisfied smile on his lips, spoke to the angel before him.

But the moment he opened the door, all eyes were on this uninvited guest.

Including that "San Guillermo del Rey".

"Ah ha ha......"

Sanguilleno chuckled, breaking the awkward silence: "I never expected you to be back! Brother Vokhan, I really missed you, hahaha, hahaha."

silence.

Wokan remained silent in the face of his pleasantries.

Then, he slowly opened his mouth.

What's wrong with you?