About twenty-four hours later.
Rorschach, wearing vibranium power armor, waved the blood sickle in his palm.
While controlling the metal ten rings at will, he continued to slaughter the green-skinned orcs that were rushing forward.
At the same time, many Weeper Astartes who had exhausted their ammunition were forced to wield their chainswords.
They led mortal slaves armed with crude melee weapons and stood inside the criss-crossing trenches, resisting the repeated attacks of countless green-skinned orcs.
At this moment, Rorschach, whose entire body was covered in vibranium and covered with green-skin blood, had lost the basic concept of time.
He just subconsciously drove the undamaged vibranium power armor and rushed back and forth among the green-skinned beasts.
At the same time, try to find targets that pose the greatest threat to the front line and carry out decapitation operations.
And as the battlefield situation continues to change.
There are now some Death Dreadnoughts among the large army of green-skinned orcs.
These are heavy mecha units only slightly weaker than the Astartes' Dreadnoughts.
The emergence of each one is a deadly crisis that is enough to threaten humanity's fragile front.
Boom boom
Accompanied by the explosion of the last high-explosive grenade.
Rorschach, who was becoming more and more skilled at opening cans, easily finished off a huge killing can.
Wearing a vibranium helmet, he subconsciously turned his eyes.
But unexpectedly, they saw a much larger Death Dreadnought launching a terrifying attack on the front line of the Weepers!
Several Astartes who were swinging their chainswords with all their might could not even break through the opponent's heavy armor.
The opponent's metal limb suddenly swept over and chopped him into several pieces of bloody flesh!
"David! Focus your fire! Hell Hammer, focus your fire!"
Rorschach, who had just been chopped hard by a dozen huge swords on his vibranium shell, swung the Blood Scythe casually.
He was reaping the lives of countless green-skinned orcs around him.
While struggling to change direction, he also shouted loudly into the helmet communicator.
Boom boom boom——
The next second, red beams of light from the Hellhammer laser cannon hit the heavy armor of the Death Dreadnought.
And successfully broke open a high-temperature hole that was melting!
Rorschach reacted quickly and immediately raised a vibranium hand and waved it.
Several metal cross-rings suddenly cut through the air and rushed into the only gap without hesitation, quickly killing the green-skinned driver inside!
Boom!
Accompanied by the loud sound of Death fearlessly falling to the ground.
Rorschach, wearing a vibranium helmet, breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.
But at this moment, in a trench position where the number of Astartes of the Weepers was relatively small.
Several assault teams composed of green-skinned special forces took advantage of the dusk that was about to fall.
They launched continuous attacks on the weak points they discovered.
Fortunately, several combat teams of the Weepers Regiment responded quickly.
They immediately drove their broken power armor forward and started a close combat with the green-skinned special forces guys!
At this moment, many mortal slaves holding simple weapons also burst out with unparalleled courage and perseverance.
Even if they are individual, they are useless to a special forces guy.
But the mortal slaves held the sacrificial mentality that it was worth it to take a single blow.
He launched a death charge against the special forces boy in front of him at the cost of human lives!
Not long after, with the rapid demise of several special forces teams, the offensive trend of the green-skinned orcs seemed to have temporarily weakened.
This also gave the humans in the trenches a little breathing time.
And Rorschach also drove the vibranium power armor back into the trench.
"Your Excellency..."
At this moment, several mortal slaves carefully held a bowl of clean fresh water collected from deep in the mine and gently handed it to Rorschach.
Rorschach casually took off the vibranium helmet that was stained with the green man's blood.
He squinted his eyes and stared at the extremely dry lips of the mortal slaves, then glanced at the bowl of clean fresh water.
Rorschach accepted the other party's kindness without hesitation and poured it into his mouth without leaving a single sip.
In fact, Rorschach has discovered the major hidden danger they are about to face.
That is, including the Weepers, no one had prepared much food supplies.
And as time goes by.
Even the morale of the crowd did not drop much.
Then, relying only on the fresh water resources in the mines, the Lamenters and their larger number of mortal slave warriors would not be able to hold out for long.
Afterwards, Rorschach put on his vibranium helmet again and headed for another trench, where he found Foros, the Chapter Master of the Weepers.
At this time, the other side was trying hard to observe any movements of the green-skinned orcs and adjust the team deployment on the entire battlefield at any time.
After a brief meeting, the two men found that they only had a few options.
Or they could force themselves to endure hunger and fight tenaciously with willpower and the Emperor's blessing, waiting for the arrival of support from the Ultramarines Calgar's fleet.
Or find a way to use local materials and fill the stomachs of the mortal slave warriors first.
The bad news is that mortals might die in large numbers if they ate the green flesh.
The good news is that there are plenty of greenskins outside the flesh and blood trenches.
Boom boom
At this moment, another attack from the green-skinned orcs completely interrupted everyone's thoughts.
Rorschach drove the vibranium power armor out of the trench without hesitation.
He re-activated the metal ten rings on his arms, and charged towards the green-skinned orcs with the blood sickle in his palm.
However, this time, the green-skinned orcs seemed to have lost their initial patience.
Neither the intensity nor the scale of their attacks are comparable to those before.
The human battle line was repeatedly broken through by countless green-skinned orcs, and a large number of mortal slave warriors paid a heavy price in casualties.
At the same time, many Astartes of the Lamenters even gradually fell into a state of black rage due to the fierce battle!
"Hmm?"
Rorschach, who was repeatedly charging into the tide of green-skinned orcs, suddenly clearly sensed that a number of psychic feathers representing black rage passed through most of the battlefield and quickly condensed towards his side!
Then, a black light wing involuntarily appeared behind his power backpack.
And with the continuous addition of those psychic feathers, the size of the black light wings representing black anger has obviously become much larger when stretched out!
Swish, swish, swish!
Rorschach quickly swung the Blood Scythe and the Metal Ten Rings vigorously, temporarily forcing back the green-skinned orcs that were surrounding them.
Then, he suddenly had an idea and flapped the huge black light wings vigorously!
In an instant, countless psychic feathers representing black rage quickly broke away from the black wings of light.
It actually turned and flew towards the mortal slave warriors who were enduring repeated attacks from the green-skinned orcs!
"roar--"
The next second, waves of angry roars from mortals that were far more terrifying than the excited war cries of the green-skinned orcs suddenly resounded across most of the battlefield!
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