"...O Eternal God Emperor, walk with you, we must win, because you have already won!"
In the last sentence, the preacher made a nearly roaring sound and raised the hammer high.
"The God Emperor is the Greatest!" (Old man has to complain, for xx is actually not like a religious slogan)
What responded to the preacher was the praise of the tsunami of mountains and tsunamis, and even overshadowed the cannon fodder and the roar of aliens in the distance.
"The God Emperor is the greatest!"
The soldiers bent over and knelt down while shouting. Everyone knelt in an orderly manner three times, each time they put their foreheads on the ground. After that, they picked up the gun, hung the Sky Eagle Emblem on the butt, stood up, and roared in unison.
In the name of the Divine Emperor! We fought bloody battles until we died!
"It's amazing, the National Church actually has such elite soldiers."
Murad, wearing a Terminator, stood on a destroyed executioner's corpse, watching the formation of the troops called Faith Watch, rushing to the battlefield in a mighty way, with unconcealed surprise on his face.
At first he thought that faith-guarding was a slightly better militia, but when Soshyan told him that the State Church had invested heavily in building this principled quasi-militia into an elite unit, Murad was also quite surprised. After all, except for a few battle groups, most of the battle groups actually had little contact with the state church, and would not seriously understand this faction that plays a vital role in the imperial system.
At the moment, even if there is no war, what they show is indeed not the level of ordinary militias. Whether it is operational efficiency, discipline, or the fanaticism of combat, they have already reached the level of the Astral Army.
"Company Commander, isn't this a violation of the edict of taming?"
The flag bearer standing behind Murad asked a question. Murad thought for a while and replied:
"The taming order was something five thousand years ago. At this time, the National Church could probably find enough loopholes to exploit... although this loophole seems to be a little bigger."
Then, a movement attracted his attention, and Murad blinked as he looked at the armored formation rumbling past in front of him.
Hundreds of Rieman Russ tanks and Makado tanks formed an assault formation, rolling up dust in the sky. Each of them was a work of art. The armored shell was engraved with gorgeous hymns, as well as torches, small metal statues and scripture strips, especially the Makado tanks. This ancient tank has even basically retired from the Eleventh Legion's armory. The Makado formation that helped the Astral Knights fight in the early days turned into cultural relics, but a huge number of Makado heavyweights appeared here.
, some of the Maka heavy tanks had their turrets removed and replaced with a gorgeous podium surrounded by burning torches. A whipster with a naked upper body and a black pointed hat stood in the podium. He whipped himself with a thorny iron whip while whipping himself with a pilogenous iron whip while emitting one of the countless classics that praise the emperor with an extremely fanatical voice, and his voice was transmitted to all directions through the twelve huge brass horns of the podium, and could be heard even several kilometers away.
At the same time, on both sides of this mobile podium, there was a choir servant with only upper bodies hanging. Most of them were members of the choir who had committed sin. The only atonement was to retain their original perfect voice and sang the holy tunes that praise the emperor. The whip servants who followed the podium were also walking stiffly, responding to the rhythm of the choir servant with low, hoarse and vague singing.
The fanaticism and cruelty of the national religion were the most perfectly integrated at this moment.
On both wings of the armored assault group, there are also a large number of armored vehicles, sentry mechas, especially sentry mechas. The National Cultivate seems to prefer this equipment, and its number is extremely large. Murad observed with his eyes that there are double-digit sentry mechas in each infantry queue. Moreover, the sentry mechas of the National Cultivate have some unique improvements. For example, Murad saw a model that places the main weapon, a heavy explosive bomb in the middle of the body, and two chain saws on both sides. You should know that most sentries only have one weapon. He was curious about how the driver inside controlled the three weapons, but because it was a closed cockpit, he could not see the real situation.
In addition, he also saw a very small type of sentry mecha. At first, he didn't even notice this small machine. He thought it was a escort army of the mechanical sect. After a closer look, he found that it was a light sentry mecha that was extremely rare in the empire today - Hermes light sentry.
This is an extremely ancient equipment. It is said that in the early days of the Madness Expedition, it was equipped with a large amount of equipment in the Imperial Army. Its height was half higher than that of an adult, and it was similar to Murad himself who wore the Terminator. The entire cockpit was almost completely open, with a baffle in front, and its weapons were deployed on the front, which looked like a long-legged weapon stand. Murad didn't know where the state religion was made for such an ancient equipment.
However, this is not the most shocking one.
Murad suddenly felt a little trembling under his feet. He looked down and saw that the dead Tyron was trembling. Then he realized that the vibration was coming from the ground, which could make the ground shake...
"Do you have poisonous blades?"
Murad looked at the steel giant beast that was trampling on the earth hundreds of meters away in a daze. The huge poison blade tank was almost decorated into a temple. Not only was the shell painted golden, but there was even an independent small shrine behind the body of the car. At the same time, a fanatical preacher stood in the turret, using a huge amplifier to repeatedly recite classic quotes from the Holy Words.
Just as the seventh company commander of the Star Knight's 7th Company, the armored queue of faith watches, at least thirty golden poison blade tanks rumbled by, and this was just a front line.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really an exaggeration."
Murad shook his head and smacked his tongue for a moment, and said to the adjutant beside him:
"Notify all troops and act according to the scheduled plan."
"yes."
Soon, the horn of the counterattack was blown first by the gun array led by Prince Andreya of the DuPontill family. The continuous explosions spread towards the Tyron's wave. Smoke debris rolled to the ground in the avalanche of gravel, wreckage and dust, and even hundreds of injured alien creatures, whose hook-like limbs waving in the air when they fell.
As always, the armored troops took the lead and formed a powerful iron fist and smashed towards the alien cluster. The infantry first carried out cover shooting on the still intact wall, but soon they also left the cover and began to head towards hell.
Chapter completed!