Chapter 1740 Endymion’s Beacon
“Cadians! Reinforcements are coming! Hold on!”
Garland Salomon stood on a sandbag and looked down from above As the soldiers fought bloody battles, their defensive formations were effective in resisting the demon's initial charge, but now they were withering like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.
The demons seem to have weakened, but they are still deadly creatures. Each swing of the sword will take a life. There are only a hundred demons that appear, but they push thousands of Cadian soldiers into a desperate situation.
Garlan Salomon held his sword high, the power sword gleaming and casting light around him.
Suddenly, he shook, but he tried his best to hide it. His wound still hurt like needles in his intestines. This was caused by the sharp claws of a vampire in his abdomen when he chopped off his head.
But he must stay close to his soldiers, even in a pool of blood up to his ankles. The soldiers respect an officer who is willing to bleed and stand with them, but he is worried that if he does so, he It may be impossible to remain standing again.
Morale is everything, he must inspire and give people courage, he must not bend down in pain or languish in battle.
Just like the battle flag of Cadian, although it has changed dozens of flag bearers, it has never fallen. Even if it is riddled with holes, it still stands like this fortress. Unstoppable - just like Cadian itself.
“Hold on, Cadian!”
Talking took so much energy out of him that it was hard for him to think, let alone fight.
The collision of laser guns and weapons was everywhere, and the sound became louder and louder. The air was filled with the smell of blood, rust, and stench.
The frantic red and black figure disappeared into the melee and then reappeared. Garlan Salomon caught a glimpse of several demons approaching him with blood-stained magic swords and studded Khorne crowns on their heads. Hungry for more carnage, surrounded by the mangled corpses of Cadian soldiers.
Feeling the cruel gaze of the other party, Garland Salomon's heart pounded like a blacksmith's anvil, but he knew he had no way out.
What followed was a collision and a fight. Captain Cadian used the power sword in his hand to block the blow of one of the demons. The opponent's power hurt his shoulder, but he injected the last dose of adrenaline. Ignoring the pain, he stabbed the demon with the sword at the nose that was spitting out the stench of sulfur.
Black blood spurted out from the demon's wound, and the drawn sword blade drew an arc. Then the surrounding soldiers all drew out their bayonets, stabbing the demon into a ball of blood mist.
Suddenly, someone was screaming nearby, and Garland Salomon didn’t recognize who it was.
Then he realized who the voice was.
Commissar Grigori died. He was pierced by a demon's sword. The blasphemous demon sword tore his breastplate and drained his blood, and he also used the explosive in his pistol. All the bullets hit the devil's head.
A worthy ending for a fearless warrior.
"Warriors! For the Emperor! For Cadian!"
Garlan Salomon swung again, slashing at the chest of a demon, but the opponent immediately blocked it with his sword, and then was full of A bloody tongue flew out of the sharp-toothed mouth and stabbed the side of the Cadian leader.
At that moment, he felt that his blood was almost drained, he almost fell, and his sword fell to the ground.
But the strong hands behind him held him up, and several bayonets struck from the left and right, destroying the demon.
“We are united!”
Whispering the slogan of the 356th Regiment, Garland Salomon squeezed out the last bit of strength to stand firm. The devil dealt a heavy blow to the Cadian people, but they still refused to surrender.
As soon as he took a breath, Garland Salomon felt a sudden sharp pain in his arms and sides of his body. The bitter smile on his face was distorted. He clutched his chest and gasped, his lungs bursting with pain. Shivering, it was like breathing hot cinders.
Can't let you see me like this.
Garland Salomon found that even the voices in his head sounded painful, and he wanted to fish for what he had dropped. sword, but found that he could hardly move. He immediately realized that if he bent down to pick it up, he might never stand up again.
"The Merciful Emperor"
He whispered harshly, his voice was staccato and harsh, and there was a taste of rust in his mouth.
Then his world fell into darkness -
"How is it possible"
The pain was unbearable.
The wizard and commander of the Red Pirates stumbled forward, feeling his sense of smell disappear, overwhelmed by the smell of blood on the killing fields.
Within two steps, he collapsed in the mud and struggled to crawl forward with his other intact hand and knees.
As a Space Marine, he has never been so embarrassed.
He looked around to see how far he was from the battlefield, but he saw the famous and hateful barbarian, riding on his horse, pointing his spear at him and shouting:
" This beast is injured!”
Not long after, he heard the sound of horse hooves.
Ma, he has never hated this creature so much in his life as he does today.
The red pirate wizard and commander groaned and stumbled to his feet. He kept running forward, falling, getting up, running, and falling again.
Then, he felt that the coldness that killed his witchcraft was quickly approaching. If it weren't for this damn untouchable, he wouldn't be like this -
"Who are you? !”
Turning around, he let out a vague roar, but what came face to face was a cold sharp sword. Then his mutated head was separated from his torso and was caught in someone's hand. Dozens of cavalry rumbled on him. He passed his fallen body and stepped it into the mud.
As the wizard died, the demons he summoned also disappeared, and the leaderless Red Pirate Legion suddenly dispersed.
However, Dankizik, who knew that the other party would be back soon, strung the wizard's head on a spear and rushed to the fortress to fish for him as soon as possible. However, at this time, only the 356th Cadian Regiment remained. More than 300 people descended, surrounded by their leader who had been killed but never fell.
After expressing respect for these warriors, Dankzik also conveyed new instructions.
Einin had fallen, they had delayed long enough for other units to set up a defensive line, and now the Cadian 356th Regiment could withdraw.
The Qadians didn't say anything, they just quietly collected the remains of the fallen soldiers, placed them in the underground warehouse of the fortress, took away their nameplates, and then blew up the fortress, and they would personally send the bodies of the regimental commander and political commissar back to the rear. .
Ten hours after the Red Pirates launched their attack on Drad, the planet's capital Ainin fell and the planet's governor was killed. Two other hives and a transshipment port also fell.
The garrison troops on Draad also put up a tenacious and difficult resistance. More than one million Astra Militarum soldiers were killed, and nearly five million irregular troops sacrificed their lives. In exchange, they gained Ingvar Pozo, the Red Corsair war leader who commanded this battle, had an outrageous casualty figure. Not counting the deaths of millions of Tyrant soldiers in 10 hours, more than 600 Red Corsair Space Marines alone were killed, and nearly 600 others were killed. Fifty Terminators, and twenty-one heavy ground vehicles that are extremely valuable to the Red Pirates.
All these casualties, on the one hand, come from the armored forces of the Astra Militarum and several teleportation raids that stole the chicken and lost all the rice. On the other hand, they come from the abnormally heavy plasma and thermal energy of the local Astra Militarum. Melt weapons, especially elite Astra Militarum troops such as Cadian, Krieg and Mordian, basically each regiment has several heavy plasma and melt weapon squads.
(End of this chapter)