Faced with the praise and cheers that came over, Huron just walked by with a confident smile, and did not even let the guards set up a cordon, as if he was not afraid of any assassination.
Another goal of his personal crossing through the fortress is to stabilize the morale of the army. After all, the long-term attack was not defeated, and the morale of Angstrom's combat group was already quite depressed, and he was very needed to personally come forward to inspire people.
Even if it is just the lowest level cannon fodder, it must be a little more active to use it better.
Although this is a fortress, there are also basic commerce. Even Huron saw a population trading market. Most of them were slaves, some were plundered from other parts of the empire, some were used for work, some were sacrifices, some were used for venting desires for cult leaders or some extremely depraved Space Marines, and some would suffer even more tragic fates.
After crossing the outer area of ​​the fortress, we enter a simple manufacturing area of ​​the fortress, where a movable steel factory sprays churning smoke and steam through dozens of copper chimneys, and layers of ashes slowly fall on the unlucky guys who set up camp along the noisy route.
It was a black moving metal fortress, illuminated by the glow of the stove, and it clicked and left huge indentations on the ground as it dragged forward.
A dozen twisted and weird heavy weapon servants surrounded the mobile building, guarding it slowly.
This is a property belonging to a certain technological heresy. It is not a member of the Red Pirate. It is just attracted by the war and comes here to sell the weapons it produces in exchange for the supplies, slaves, and even souls it needs.
Of course, Huron didn't know the name of this weapon merchant, nor did he know where the other party came from, but he never interfered with such a person because it is highly likely that he was a subordinate or even an apprentice of a Dark Mechanic Sage. Huron was the least interested in offending such a person.
Once you provoke it, you will not have any benefits, but you will only be disgusted.
However, the other party obviously noticed him. A mechanical tutor in a black robe walked out of the mobile factory. His face was covered with a metal mask like a vortex, and then he bowed slightly to Huron to express his respect.
Huron nodded very politely.
Neither party spoke because Huron knew that if the other party asked him for help or wanted to deal with him, he would come to him by himself.
Then Huron walked forward through the hot smoke with slight flames and scent of sulfur lava, and came to the gate of the core area of ​​the fortress.
The magnificent horn sounded, and the Red Pirates Space Marines in front of the gate were scrambling to make way like slaves. The steel gate in the core area of ​​the fortress was made of thousands of curved steel sheets. When it slowly opened, a large amount of scorching flames ejected from the top and sides of the gate.
Huron's personal soldiers stood in groups on the high spike wall on the flank of the city gate, looking fiercely and silently at the guys trying to watch.
The Black Heart King walked into the shadow of the fortress tower. Its vast size was enough to make any normal human eye ache. The city wall made of steel, rocks and bones breathed like life. The fortifications on both sides were composed of towering steel columns and stone columns, engraved with wild sculptures and ancient oaths of allegiance. The huge turret slowly rotated on the stone columns.
Entering the gate, a more disciplined and serious world emerged, with braziers burning above the sentries, barracks, religious rooms and armories, and large swaths of silk banners, flags made of cloth and skins of countless creatures floating in the hellish sky.
Chaos Space Marines holding weapons remained silent on their respective posts, and occasionally patrolling Red Pirates and Mortal Soldiers walked by in neat steps.
The core of the disaster star fortifications has eight ring-shaped fortifications, each equipped with a high-power Void Shield Generator and is managed by Huron's most trusted subordinates. After all, this is the most important offensive fulcrum for the Red Pirates in Angustom, which is related to the entire Angustom's offensive event. It is not too much to be careful.
After entering the core area of ​​the fortress, they first passed through a large casting area, which was led by the Red Pirate's founder and the Dark Mechanic Priest he hired. On the walls of the casting factory, evil portraits made of strange glitter metal can be seen. There are dozens of chimneys of large and small size that emit various alchemy smoke. Some of them are filled with ashes and black smoke, while others emit a sparkling, colorful mist - various subspace raw materials extracted from demonic creations.
Not only can various blasphemy weapons be made here, but demon engines can also be made in small quantities. However, after all, they are temporary and the overall output is not high. The main source of equipment and materials for the Angustorm combat cluster still needs to be transported from the rear and the goods ordered from the far-reaching Fallen Creation World.
In fact, since Angstrom fell into Soshyan's hands, Huron has felt the shortage of weapons. The battle between the two sides has been going on for more than a year. Although the Red Pirates used troops everywhere and had some effect, and the empire's expedition did not advance, the consumption of materials and weapons has already made most of his warehouses fully visible.
Although buying from those heresy-casting worlds can be alleviated, on the one hand they also need time, on the other hand, those mechanical heretics are constantly raising prices, which is obvious that Huron lacks self-creating ability.
During the war, Huron also sent some plundering fleets to various parts of the Empire to fight autumn wind to supplement the war needs, but Soshyan deployed a siege strategy very early, White Scar and a series of sub-groups, as well as a series of sub-groups operating near the Great Vortex, including some sub-groups of the Empire's Fist System, all guarding the Red Pirates' plundering fleet.
In order to deal with the Imperial Expeditionary Force, Huron could not send out too powerful fleets. Therefore, those small plundering fleets did not achieve good results. They just plundered some agricultural worlds. The Cundu World was of no help to this war. The population was not very valuable goods, not to mention that they had to pay a considerable cost. They could not move to a valuable world.
Obviously, under the tremendous pressure of the expedition, the Red Pirates began to gradually lose their ability to make blood.
Therefore, Huron was so urgent that he wanted to occupy Angustorm, not only to understand Badab's urgent need, but also to persist in this long-term battle. Otherwise, even if the empire still had no more progress, the Red Pirates would suffocate to death under tremendous pressure and even eventually fall apart.
Chapter completed!