Chapter 1415 Victor’s Counterattack
Vector knew the importance of the Ether Fortress better than anyone else, so when the fortress fell, he contacted the Harlequin Troupe immediately and quickly planned a counterattack. .
The first step in counterattack is to activate the "self-purification" mechanism of the network channel.
When the energy waves generated by the self-purification mechanism of the Webway mercilessly impacted the walls of the corrupted fortress, carving gaps in the parapets covered with moss and fungi, the Harlequins of the Frost Star Troupe and The marauders of the Black Heart Cabal have quietly infiltrated the fortress.
Their mission is to kill the corrupt god's outposts before they are noticed, leaving them deaf and blind.
As early as the first moment after the fall of the fortress, hundreds of small-scale conflicts broke out between small groups of different Harlequin troupes and the Plague Marines. Although the scale of these encounters was small, they were equally full of blood and violence. .
After solving some of the sentinels of the Fourteenth Legion, the plan came to the second step.
With the sharp eyesight of a predator, Master Plunder Sidi discovered the weak points in the enemy's troop deployment, and ordered Harlequin to activate a very famous artifact of the Ancient Eldar Empire, "More-Haig's Breath" ”, sending the raging tide of night through the gaps in the fortress’ defenses.
Moiraine Haig is the companion of Kane the Bloodhand and the god worshiped by the Howling Banshee. Her old appearance has also been given the title of the God of the Crone, and the breath of Moiraine Haig It is said to be an artifact she left behind in the world. The mist released can not only paralyze the senses, but also corrode subspace creations and non-eldar life. It is a very domineering and cruel weapon, but it requires powerful spiritual energy to activate.
Because Commorragh prohibits its own people from using psychic powers, this task was given to the troupe.
Everything is so mysterious and silent. The deadly fog from the ancient Eldar pantheon seeps into the Corrupted Fortress. This dark night fog can even obscure the senses of Space Marines. Even in the core area of the fortress, you can feel it deep into the bones. of coldness.
While the determined Plague Marines hold a firm grip on their positions and vow to kill any intruders who dare attack the fortress, they suddenly find themselves surrounded by a cold and impenetrable fog.
The fog slowed down their thinking and dulled their senses.
It turns out that even the minds of the stalwart followers of the corrupt god are not immune to the Harlequin's tricks.
In the chaos, the initially mobilized defenders became easy targets for the influx of Ada spearheads.
Silent as ghosts, they wander the lower halls of the fortress. They are superb marksmen, sealing every turn and every passage with arrow-shaped stars that pierce the heart and plunge into the throat of anything that stands in their way. Everything was knocked down mercilessly.
Mime performers are also called distaeus in Ada. They are dancers on the stage, but they are not members of the troupe. They only follow the orders of the mime master and are also responsible for promoting the troupe. As a member of the team, he is responsible for organizing the work before the performance, and plays the role of assassin and infiltrator on the battlefield.
In the early stages of the siege, the Mummers were almost inside the armory hall in the center of the fortress - where the Plague Marines were gathering.
The Plague Marines are as silent as the mimes, but a calm rage burns in their hearts, and not even the suffocating haze of sorcery can extinguish these warriors' spirits.
Without any chaos, they exerted their excellent military qualities, built defenses at an astonishing speed, and planned counterattack paths. They did not retreat to the defense line, but took the initiative to hunt down the invaders.
Soon, through hidden rifts and secret passages, the Plague Marines closed the distance to the Eldar, rushing towards the abominable Pointy Ears from every possible direction, Nurgle's three-ring symbol burning in the mist.
The Plague Marines cut through the Reaver's armor with their sharp blades, shattering the pale flesh, while the Mummers were torn to pieces by the dense blasts, and the lamentations in praise of the loving fathers echoed through the lower halls.
However, just as the Fourteenth Legion sprinkled the fortress with Ada's blood, more silent attackers poured in, and the disgusting night fog grew thicker.
Soon, the powerful defenders found themselves tightly surrounded. The shadowy Mandela climbed on the walls and used his claws to tear apart the armor to draw life energy. The marauders wielded curved swords. The blade bursts out of the fog, and the death jester brings down the tough warrior with terrifying heavy weapons.
The situation of the defenders suddenly took a turn for the worse. "There's no end to the pointy ears of these garbage!"
Johnny Barber of the 'Zero' team roared as he slammed the edge of his broad-bladed ax towards a clown wearing a hateful mask. The next moment, the unfortunate creature's stumps were scattered all over the place. to the ground.
"We are surrounded."
Having said that, the smile in the Plague Marine's words showed that he was just happy to have so many enemies to slaughter,
< br>“That’s right.”
As Nukrain Rotis spoke, he took out a poisonous skull and threw it at the swarming enemies.
"Just think about it, just kill them, every minute."
There are no casualties among the team members, but each one has been cut by the enemy's scimitar and is covered with wounds. Drenched with blood.
Despite the depth of some of the wounds, Newcraan Rotis felt no pain, the runes on his armor singing, burning in his flesh, sending divine energy to his limbs.
He even still has the energy to carry out his creation——
".Death is inevitable, but so is glory."
In addition to language, he also wrote his own legend with corpses everywhere.
“Come on!”
Nukrian Rotis roared provocatively, and another flying figure rushed towards him. The figure held a long knife and ran straight towards him. The Plague Lord's neck.
The Plague Lord responded heavily, suddenly leaned down, bumped his shoulder into the Comorian bastard's chest, and then suddenly raised his leg, crushing the opponent's head directly.
But there were still more enemies running from both ends of the passage. Newkeran Rotis caught a glimpse of the smooth scales on the snake-men, and those tough and tough figures slid on the floor at high speed, waving multiple arms. Come.
Newcraan Lotis actually expected that the enemy would counterattack, but he was surprised by the cunning of these Eldar. They seemed to know the legion's plan, and they were so decisive in abandoning the fortress, but they Kill suddenly when the fortress opens a trial passage and consumes a lot of energy to become the weakest.
Now that the passage has not been fully opened, it is impossible for Typhons to stop, and the fortress without energy has no possibility of defense against the enemy's raid, and can only resist inside the fortress - Typhons Although he claimed to be for the sake of his loving father, he was reluctant to use his precious fleet to compete with the Eldar. He even withdrew the fleet to the other side of the webway, insisting on waiting for the Primarch to bring the main force to join him.
What’s even more troublesome is that the Eldar seem to have figured out their military strength - there are only less than 3,000 people, which gives the Eldar the confidence to counterattack.
“Damn it!”
Suddenly, a single molecular disc flew out of the foggy darkness and hit Johnny Barber in the throat, directly detaching the head of this battle-hardened warrior - the first casualty of 'Disc Zero' appeared.
Then, more monomolecular disks flew over. Newkeran Lotis roared because of the death of the warriors, and then turned sideways, with a short spear carrying the sound of the howling wind. It penetrated deeply into the ground where he originally stood.
(End of this chapter)