LRAB Chapter 34 The Return of Ahriman
Chapter 34 The Return of Ahriman
The Thousand Sons Legion's drop pods rained down on the surface of Satellite No. 3, their red-hot exhaust streaking across the gray-brown sky.
Li Wei rode in a scarlet Stormhawk, swept up in a torrent of airdrop pods that blotted out the sky.
He looked down through the cold porthole at the cracked, reddish-brown wasteland below.
Countless green-skinned orcs roared as they frantically gathered on the wasteland, their crude iron chariots crushing gravel and kicking up clouds of dust.
The orc boy, covered in blood, brandished a crudely made bomb gun and unleashed a furious barrage of fire at the crashing Thousand Sons Drop Pods, letting out a deafening, maniacal roar.
"Orcs are definitely not to be trifled with!"
Before Li Wei's Stormhawk even landed in the designated landing area, he already sensed a surge of psionic energy that was completely different from the condensed and orderly energy of the psionicists.
That was WAAAGH, where hundreds of thousands of orcs had gathered!
It was like a thick, violent, blood-smelling green poisonous fog spreading across the entire desolate planet.
boom!
The entire Storm Hawk suddenly lurched downwards, and with a hiss, the hatch slammed open.
Li Wei grabbed the Abyss Battle Axe and strode forward, immediately hearing the deafening roar of explosive guns and the frenzied screams of orcs.
The Thousand Sons relied on the drop pods and the fuselage of the Stormhawk to evade the overwhelming and crude firepower of the orcs, while also retaliating with precise bombs and psionic energy.
Li Wei brandished his battle axe, casually slicing away the orcish brats that lunged at him, and walked toward a protruding rocky hill.
He needs to see the overall direction of the battlefield in order to provide a comprehensive view for the deployment of defenses on the front lines.
He had just stepped onto that rocky highland.
Suddenly, the earth began to tremble violently.
Li Wei suddenly looked up.
At the edge of the wasteland, a moving steel mountain is slowly approaching.
That was an Orcish Ancient Giant.
Its body, tens of meters tall, was haphazardly riveted together from countless scrap metal sheets, tank wrecks, and starship fragments.
The crooked cannon barrels protruded from all angles, with lingering black smoke still billowing from the muzzle.
The massive iron claws held the shredded remains of the drop pod, and the vehicle was covered in crooked green graffiti and orc battle markings.
The next second, Leo Ku's main cannon roared deafeningly.
A cannonball the size of a millstone roared into the ranks of the thousand soldiers.
The violent explosion instantly engulfed three Thousand Sons warriors, sending fragments of their power armor and limbs flying everywhere.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of secondary guns opened fire simultaneously.
Intense artillery fire covered the entire area like a torrential downpour.
More than a dozen more warriors fell in pools of blood.
The Thousand Sons Defense Line was instantly torn open with a hideous gap.
Seeing this, Li Wei extended his right hand, which was covered by a power arm armor, and suddenly shot a psionic mark towards the roaring core of the power furnace in Gu Juji's chest cavity.
After marking the precise hit, he spoke into the tactical communicator in a deep voice:
"Launch a light spear orbital strike at the psionic points I have marked."
"Yes, Your Excellency."
The next second, a blinding white beam of light suddenly descended from the sky and landed directly on the car that was still firing wildly.
Boom!
A burst of violent energy erupted instantly, and the steel mountain collapsed with a deafening roar.
The shockwave knocked all the warriors and orcs within a radius of several hundred meters to the ground.
Only Li Wei, holding the Abyss Axe, stood motionless on the high platform.
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The days that followed became incredibly dull.
Qianzi worked tirelessly day and night to build outposts, while the orcs charged in every day, howling and leaving behind a trail of corpses and scrap metal before retreating with curses, a cycle that repeated itself endlessly.
Li Wei sat at the front line, routinely inspecting the various sections of defense every day. He appeared remarkably calm and unhurried, knowing that being anxious would be useless.
With too few soldiers, the Thousand Sons could only employ attrition warfare against the massive orcish tide, unable to advance quickly.
"It seems we still have to wait for the Titan Legion dispatched by the Emperor to arrive before we can penetrate into that core territory."
Li Wei stood atop a towering watchtower, gazing into the distance at the WAAAGH that emanated from it in such a rich and intense atmosphere!
He suspected that the orc war leader was there.
The Emperor not only dispatched the Thousand Sons to recapture the three satellites of the Carmenca system.
Actually, there are two other legions.
A Pan-Pacific eugenics army, a group of ordinary auxiliary troops, has been used by Li Wei to clear the battlefield and build outer fortifications.
The other is the Voidwalker Titan Legion.
This is a legion possessing the Titan Engine, the true masters of the battlefield.
The thought of the majestic, mountain-like Titans filled Li Wei with longing.
With this god-like engine capable of destroying the world, we will surely be able to completely crush the greenskin tide and penetrate the entire heartland of the orcs.
Unfortunately, the Titan Legion has not yet arrived.
Otherwise, Li Wei would have led his army to advance far ahead long ago, instead of nearly five thousand warriors being huddled in this small outpost, passively defending.
next second.
A slight vibration came from under my feet.
Kayan hurried up the stairwell, panting, and said:
"Sir, Company Commander Aliman has arrived at the front line."
"Hmm?" Li Wei immediately turned around. "Come on, I'm going to find him. It's been so long since I've seen him. I wonder how he's been?"
Li Wei was overjoyed; he was finally going to be liberated. Ahriman's return meant that these troublesome military affairs would soon be a thing of the past.
Although he was not averse to military training, he envied the days of slacking off and taking it easy, rather than leading troops into battle.
"Aliman, it's been a long time."
Seeing a melancholy man descend from the Stormhawk, Li Wei smiled gently and stepped forward to greet him.
"Yes, Your Excellency, I miss you very much too."
Ahriman immediately responded with the proper etiquette of a thousand sons. Although he was taciturn, he still maintained the proper manners and respect towards Li Wei.
Because Li Wei was the savior of the Thousand Children, rescuing them from the horrific state of mutated flesh and blood.
"Good, with your thousand warriors back, the time to spread the net and capture the orc chieftain is not far off."
Li Wei nodded, his face beaming with excitement.
With the addition of the three thousand returning warriors, that makes a total of eight thousand warriors, deployed to the front lines, which will be a formidable force.
Now all that's needed is the arrival of the Titan Legion. With them at the core of our iron torrent, we can surely crush the orcish tide, slay their leaders, and reclaim our lost territory.
Li Wei and Aliman exchanged a few words about their recent situations, after which Aliman went to gather his Thousand Sons of the First Society to arrange the defenses of the front lines.
Li Wei stood atop the watchtower, gazing at Ahriman's tall and lonely figure. He shook his head with some shame, realizing that sending members of the Blind Order to keep watch had been a bit too much.
Ahriman is perfectly normal now, and his words and actions are exactly the same as those of the paranoid chief mage I remember.
"However, we still need to review the information obtained from the blind cult's surveillance, just in case."
Levi's whisper wasn't because he was suspicious, but because Tzeentch was particularly adept at weaving lies and illusions to mislead others.