Invincible after death, but in Warhammer 40K

In front of the troops, the number of Orks was difficult to estimate... Perhaps some people did not have a specific concept of the number of people standing next to each other, which was still so many that they filled every place they could see, so let's give a simple example.

If we take 10 billion humans as an example, standing together at this density would only occupy a square of about 50 kilometers x 50 kilometers.

At the moment, the Orks were spreading almost without gaps to the distant dunes, and the number was at least tens of millions.

Boundless was not an exaggeration at this moment, but an objective description of the scene.

Even if a thousand Orks were killed by lasers, bolter rounds, and shells every second at this moment, even if those Ork cannon fodder stood and were killed without resistance, it would take two or three hours to reduce such a huge number to zero.

Even more terrifying was that although these Orks were only cannon fodder now, they would become proper Ork reserve troops after being allowed to develop for a period of time, without even needing any training. They could become regular troops as soon as they picked up their weapons.

Of course, the fact that such a terrifying number could be gathered together and even be unifiedly commanded was certainly not because the Greenskins had a perfect system, but was basically maintained by relying on the magical existence of the "Greenskin Warboss".

The Warboss was not only the most capable fighter among a group of Orks, but also the core of their collective action. Even if the scale was as large as a kingdom or even an empire, the Greenskins would definitely have a Warboss among the Warbosses as the core, an Overfiend.

As long as this super boss did not die, then countless Orks would be able to devote themselves to every battle in a unified and fanatical manner.

But, correspondingly, once he died, then the Orks under his command would soon disintegrate, either fighting each other internally until a new Warboss who could convince the public was selected, or simply continuing to maintain this divided situation.

Now, although the Ork boss on this planet had not died, he was certainly not interested in personally leading the team to hunt Sandworms. After the nearest batch of bosses were hunted down by the Valkyrie, the control over the surrounding Orks was severely weakened.

This was also why the First Company dared to aim to annihilate them even when facing a number of Ork cannon fodder far greater than them.

Perhaps under normal circumstances, these cannon fodder would return to the control of their boss after fighting to their heart's content. However, the First Company obviously would not give them this "normal" opportunity.

If they could inflict enough damage on them while the Ork boss's control was reduced, they might directly flee.

And after they fled, annihilating them completely was only a matter of time.

But just as the First Company began to spread out its forces in order to lengthen the battle width with this goal, Zhang Ge's voice came from the Vox-caster:

"Do not advance rashly. The number of Ork main forces is unknown. After routing the enemy forces surrounding the defensive line, switch to defense and build a position outwards based on the sandbags on the outer circle."

Using mechanized troops to fight a static battle was usually not a good choice, but the problem was that the Ork regulars were staying not far away.

Although these thousand or so people were all elites, it was still within their capabilities to break through these cannon fodder. To provoke and actively break through the enemy's main force was basically equivalent to looking for death.

The officers and soldiers of the First Company naturally did not intend to question this decision. After regrouping the troops and dividing them into several spearheads, with the Leman Russ as the tip, and following the Sisters, the First Company embedded itself between the Green Tides.

Various light and heavy weapons fired together, and the sounds of bolter rounds and laser explosions were endless, leaving behind a sea of blood and piles of corpses wherever they passed.

Although the overall speed of the troops was not fast in order to match the speed of the infantry, they firmly crushed all the enemies blocking their path.

More than one hundred thousand corpses were added every minute. Under this level of casualties, the remaining Ork cannon fodder gradually realized that if they continued to fight in a melee, they might be killed by these newcomers.

But at this moment, after losing control over the overall restraint, it was impossible to organize a unified attack again according to the Orks' organizational level.

The Greenskins, who originally wanted to continue fighting with the green shrimp, found that those shrimp and their big carts were everywhere, and the sound of guns and cannons was heard everywhere.

The thought of escaping gradually rose in their minds.

Fighting was fun, but if they couldn't even get close to the shrimp and were killed, wouldn't it just be purely sending them to their deaths?

The Orks were not afraid of death, but afraid of not being able to fight more and bigger battles in the future.

When this atmosphere spread, the momentum became unstoppable.

Large numbers of Orks began to scream and leave the battlefield, scattering in all directions in groups or alone, fleeing in the opposite direction of where they were supposed to attack.

According to Zhang Ge's previous instructions, the First Company did not pursue these Orks further. Instead, after defeating them and regaining the sandbag circle, they dispersed their troops and began to build a simple defensive line with a length of eight kilometers and a depth of two kilometers, protecting the construction site behind this defensive line.

Time was too tight. According to Zhang Ge's intelligence, the enemy's main force was right in front of them. In this desert terrain, the soldiers didn't even have time to dig trenches, so they could only dig small pits as much as possible for themselves to curl up in.

Curved fire heavy firepower occupied the reverse slope of the sand dunes, direct fire heavy firepower was deployed in various highlands and firepower surfaces were crossed as much as possible...

The entire First Company seamlessly integrated into the tense defensive line construction immediately after repelling the Orks, without even the time for the commanding officer to come and meet Zhang Ge.

In contrast, the Sororitas were not assigned to the front defensive line because of their small number, but came to Zhang Ge and others.

At this time, those engineering machinery had restarted and continued to work in full swing under the direction of the Servitors. On the sandy land filled with Greenskin corpses and remnant limbs and blood, this small circle of pure land was particularly conspicuous.

The surviving Tribesmen gathered in a group on this sandy land, which was also filled with blood, but at least had no Greenskin corpses.

They were now only a few hundred in size, and the mighty Walkers were even fewer, with only single digits left.

Seeing that the Ork regulars did not have a tendency to launch an attack for the time being, Zhang Ge decided to deal with the matters concerning these Tribesmen first.

After briefly discussing with others for a minute or two, he came to the exhausted crowd and asked:

"Who can represent the tribe now?"

They looked at the faces around them that were as tired as they were, and no one stood up to answer.

Zhang Ge did not urge them, and only after more than ten seconds of silence passed did someone reach out and point to somewhere behind Zhang Ge.

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