In just over ten minutes, Drayne went from full of confidence to dumbfounded!
What, there's still so much?!
Mutants, aberrants, Brood Lords... the even more powerful genestealers, with their frenzied offensive, tore through the Ecclesiarchy's defenses wave after wave!
If nothing unexpected happened, it wouldn't be long before Siluria' Forge world would be completely overrun!
"This isn't good"
Emrys, having already discovered the genestealer Cult's intentions, had no choice but to once again gather the remaining legions and charge towards the hive city!
He had completely given up on Drayne; that guy was an idiot, not knowing to strengthen defenses, but instead trying to counterattack?
Now look, the Ecclesiarchy was surrounded, the Forge world was under frenzied attack, and relying solely on the 'Iron Fathers' Chapter to resist the insane genestealers was tantamount to an impossible task!
"Useless!" Emrys cursed inwardly, yet there was nothing he could do. As things stood... only he still had the ability to rescue Siluria.
"Charles, gather the legions for me!"
Emrys hardened his resolve, staring directly at the hive city, and gritted his teeth, saying, "And the Doom Eagles Chapter, the Honor Guard, all of you charge with me!"
The Transformers legions, whether Autobots or Decepticons, had all suffered more or less damage in their battles with Chaos.
Moreover, if these two legions stayed any longer, it would be easy for something to go wrong, so Emrys withdrew them for a temporary rest. If it really came down to it... then they would have no choice but to go all out and have the Transformers charge again!
The Holy Terra Auxiliary, the Doom Eagles Chapter, and the Honor Guard, led by Emrys, charged towards Siluria hive city again and again, like an arrowhead.
However, 'Venerable Ancestor Dragon' had clearly anticipated their actions and had preemptively gathered a large number of 'cannon fodder' to block the chokepoint leading to the core area!
They charged several times in a row, but it had no effect whatsoever. Large numbers of 'cannon fodder' seemed to throw themselves at them, blocking them with their bodies, and every step forward required a heavy price!
Mountains of corpses and seas of blood; it was nothing less!
Emrys wiped the blood from his face, anxiously watching the completely surrounded Forge world.
"No, the Transformers must be deployed!"
If they delayed any longer, it would be too late!
But, just then, a voice suddenly came through their dedicated communication channel.
"Human legions ahead, I have not found you in the Imperial database. Please immediately report your identification signal!"
Finally, someone came?
Emrys, panting with exhaustion, gripped his executioner's greatsword, struggling to keep himself from collapsing, and said intermittently.
"I am... Merlin Emrys. This legion is the private army of the Emrys family. Requesting... Imperial support!"
A moment of silence fell over the communication array.
A moment later, a younger voice, seemingly surprised, said.
"Emrys? Is it... Emrys, who slew Khorne's Chosen on world Roselle and saved the Imperial hive city?!"
Upon hearing that someone recognized him, Emrys immediately became excited. It wasn't easy; finally, someone recognized him. He quickly said.
"That's right, it's me... requesting identity verification. I need support... Siluria' situation is very dire!"
However, the communication array on the other side fell silent once again; the other party seemed to be verifying whether his identity information was correct.
"Identity information recognized successfully!"
"Confirmed subject: Heir to the Imperial Emrys family, Merlin Emrys, ennobled as First Class Viscount. Updating database identification information!"
In an instant, the Holy Terra Auxiliary and the Doom Eagles Chapter on the battlefield were all entered into the database and reclassified as 'friendly forces'!
"Identity information confirmed correct, First Class Viscount Merlin Emrys, please state your requirements."
Finally, after a series of tedious and annoying identity verification procedures, Emrys heard an old and steady voice.
"I need support! Support! Support!!!"
Emrys screamed as if he was trying to squeeze all the air out of his lungs, his voice hoarse.
"Quickly give me support! Siluria... it's about to fall, hurry, ahhh!!!"
"Understood, Lord Emrys."
In the communication array, the old voice paused for half a second before saying.
"You will get what you want... please wait a moment."
Wait a moment?
How long would that be... Emrys had little hope for the bloated administrative efficiency within the Imperium. He could only hope that support would arrive before the 'Annihilation Torpedo' was seized by the genestealers!
Just then!
The silent communication array finally rang out again, and an impassioned and fervent voice came from within.
"Announcement, all friendly forces please retreat. The coming battlefield will be taken over by the 'Krast family'!"
Krast family?
That name sounds very familiar!
However, before Emrys could ponder, he felt a huge shadow pierce through the smoke and dark clouds that covered the sky. It was a steel fortress, like a giant castle, decorated with extreme splendor!
"A, Airdrop Fortress?!"
Emrys' eyes widened instantly, his fiercely pounding heart almost like a drum. He seemed to have already guessed what would happen next!
No way, are they really coming?!
He hadn't thought it impossible, but in just one day, even if Marshall flew, he wouldn't be this fast, would he?!
Moreover, with the bloated administrative efficiency of Vigilus and the various constraints, it shouldn't have been this smooth, right?
But very quickly, the next scene confirmed Emrys' thoughts!
In an instant, from that gigantic castle fortress, several comet-like streaks of light, violently rubbing against the atmosphere, dragged rolling air currents and tail flames, carving arc after arc across the sky!
The deafening sonic booms directly attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield, both enemy and ally, all focused on those dazzling trajectories streaking across the sky!
Boom boom boom—!!!
Each streak of light, trailing a comet's path, plunged directly into the front lines, into the midst of countless genestealers, with an absolutely terrifying presence!
Violent explosions, accompanied by ground tremors, illuminated mechanical bodies like colossal steel giants in the rising massive firelight, standing tall upon the earth, their 'demonic' appearance deeply etched into everyone's eyes!
Of course, for human allies, this was excellent news—'Lord Knights' had arrived!
But, in the eyes of the genestealer Cult, this was undoubtedly the worst news. The entry of the Knight Houses into the battlefield meant that from this moment on... their human wave tactics would lose all value!
"By order of the Krast family, the Supreme King!"
"The 'Krast family' officially takes over the battlefield! For the Emperor's glory, Knights—charge!!!"