Epic Armageddon Total War

13 - Galrisian - Apocalypse at the forges of Ruhr, The VI° Legio Metalica Battlegroup, escorted by a cult mechanicus legion of Piombus, at the head of the CCXLIII° imperial regiment faces the ork assault on the lost factories of Ruhr.

« Older   Newer »
  Share  
view post Posted on 2/2/2017, 21:07

Member

Group:
Administrator
Posts:
827

Status:


Galrisian - Apocalypse at the forges of Ruhr
TTOS - ACT 13 - PDF Version Lowres

700rur

700rur

OST - Harold Faltermeyer-Mick's Broadcast


"There are beasts among the stars, beasts that would crush our lives, make ash of our worlds and break all that we hold sacred. The beasts wait in the dark and shunned reaches like the things glimpsed in the forests of old, things that looked out with red, shining eyes and hearts filled with the joy of ruin."
from Remarks on the Nature on the Unknown by Estivan Mauritin, advisor to Rogue Trader Hiram Sult

700rur

Across all the continental front line, hundreds of imperial armies march forward, pushed at the frontal clash against the brutal arrogance of the orks. Wave, after wave, after wave, millions of imperial guards, supported by divisions of the cult mechanicus and the Knights of Piombus, and few squat regiments of Mognar House, move forward in a monstrous friction war that claims, day after day, thousands of dead. Tens of thousands. Hundreds of artillery batteries, manticores, bombards and basilisks shoot from the rearlines, continuously, while dozens of deathstrike missiles launchers launch the most devastating weapons in the imperial arsenal, intercepting, from orbit, some orks war engines, and knocking them down before they can reach the front. But the orcks' artillery is terrific as well. Blasta gargants, immense howitzer mounted on titanic tracks are placed in the orkish rearlines, and cannonade after cannonade they devour entire imperial infantry regiments, that hopelessly march to the front, but it's on Ruhr industrial complex that the clash may have a turning point.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

Ruhr industrial complex: a gigantic industry of forges, factories, reactors. A sprawling structure that extends for tens kilometers where once two hundred thousand workers were hard at work, day and night, for the Glory of the Doge of Galrsian and the God Emperor. As the largest steel industry, it served as the main hub with a number of minor structures, scattered all over the planet. But the war, thirty years ago, took away everything. Almost everything. Some structures are still going, powered by reactors that can run for thousands years, while others are titanic rusting hulks.

700rur

Conquered and lost dozens times over the years, it has become a huge industrial carcass, a monster of steel and rust, a deadly maze, den for imperial bandits bands, ork freebooterz, heretical sects and vile alien entities that crawl among the abandoned tunnel. Anyone who would disappear from the planet would take the road to Ruhr, fading in the microcosm of its underground tunnels, and his name would be erased forever from the book of the righteous.

700rur

Planet: Galrisian
Sector: Ruhr. Sector DeltaX658.
Relevance: Defeat the ork army in Ruhr sector, pivot for force them to retreat.
Force: VI° Legio Metalica Battlegroup at the head of the CCXLIII° imperial army. With cult mechanicus auxiliary.
Danger Level: Medium-High. Fall of the main continental assault line will result as a stalemate.

[MAP, click to enlarge]
unimapselection

IMG_5700

ARMY
ARMY OF THE IMPERIUM - strategy 3 - 9.000 pt
- 3.100 pts Titan Legion. - Download
- 2.600 pts Cult Mechanicus. - Download
- 3.300 pts Steel Legion. - Download

ORKS WAAAGH - strategy 3 - 9.000 pt
- 4.100 pts Ork Gargant Big Mob. - Download
- 2.050 pts Speed Freaks. - Download
- 2.850 pts Ghazkhull Horde. - Download

Battlefield:
- field: 120 x 260 cm

Victory condition and campaign effect: classic tournament

After the failed attempt to break through Verdun forest, the Supreme Imperial Command, led by Supreme General Lord Joseph Petrescu, now supervises the advancement of the imminent, apocalyptic clash at the Forges of Ruhr. One month later, an armored army of imperial guard, together with the Piombus cult mechanicus and the titan legion form the bridgehead, battering ram that will have to break through the enemy armored lines. The whole continental line has now exploded in a myriad of clashes of various intensity, and the imperial forces and the orkish one are frazzling in continuous battles, in a cauldron of flames and steel. Veteran Princeps Julius Zar on its Warlord Titan "Nuntius Fragor", at the head of the entire army, advances leading a legendary army. Beyond, beyond the long chimneys on the horizon: fury and steel. The immense armored ork horde approaches: Gargants, battlewagons, battlefortresses, stukas, and armored beasts to which it's difficult give a name.

700rur

<< Veteran Princeps Julius Zar, we need a solemn victory, here. Bring it to me on a silver platter. >>
FIeld Marshal of the twelve imperial guard army, Cavalier of the East Cross, Lord Jasper "Immanuel" Tanaiser.

700Cigar-smoking

++ VI° Legio Metalica Battlegroup H.A. Division ++

Veteran_Princeps_Julius_Zar

<< Field Marshal, we don't march here in vain, we march to victory or oblivion! >>
Veteran Princeps Julius Zar on Warlord titan Nuntius Fragor

Princeps_Lope_DeAguirre

<< Beautiful words, boss, but on the horizon I see only a sea of trouble. >>
Princeps James Draco on warlord titan Lux Vindicta

Princeps_Fabius_Faber

<< Please, call the things by their name, James Draco, it's a sea of shit! >>
Princeps Fabius Faber on reaver titan Portae Custos

++ support ++

Princeps_Bill_Hudson

<< Hey, nice bastards! I remind you that if it's time to slink off, I'm the one who runs faster! Ha! Ha! Veteran Princeps Julius Zar, we wait... we wait for... They are coming along the path of the titans. Their light is dead, resurrected in horror and rotten glory. The Omnissiah spirit erased by rotten, gurgling spirits of Nurgle.

Princeps_Bill_Hudson

They march to the citadel of Tarthia in the name of their false Emperor, the usurper. To Tarthia, where our biggest secret is guarded. By thirty-eight thousand years, they hate us, and we hate them, in a never-ending feud. Ten millennia ago our rivalry was silenced by the God Emperor, together, with them we conquered the galaxy and found an invincible empire. Ten millennia ago, with them this empire is likely to be won. forever. Forgive me Veteran Princeps. Damn nightmares, but when will they end? ...we wait for orders. >>

Princeps Bill Hudson on warhound titan Ardens Lupus

700deathskhlll_matr

<< Who are you, nemesis in the night of times? Remains in the shadows! The Secret of Steel... VI° Battlegroup, the soul of your ancestors lives in your titanic steel bodies. Be one with them, from here to victory! From here to eternity! Veteran Princeps Julius Zar, lead us beyond this forges. >>
Legate Carl Pastorius, Lord of the Legio Metalica H.A. divisio on Rex Archangelus, imperator titan.

700pastorius

Steelworks, foundries, kilometric assembly lines run for tens of miles above and below the ground's surface, in a sprawling maze of rails, winches, wagons.

IMG_5701

Huge mechanical arms once grasped tons of steel to trap them into other immense wagons, but now they lie immobile, dead.

IMG_5702

Various plasma generators and some crude nuclear centrals are still operating, maintained operative by automated systems that virtually allow them eternal life. But now, they are the center of contention of the outlaws that populate the Ruhr subsoil.

IMG_5703

In the Sector DeltaX658 are still visible signs of numerous battles, between gangs, between orcs and planetary forces, that for decades in combat have attempted to regain it. An Imperial landing vessel class "Behemoth" still burns, allegedly destroyed by an intercontinental missile fired from orbit by the orks. Two hundred imperial guard, predominantly police guards on motorbikes and jump packs, lying defeated on the ground, amidst the bodies of as many feral orks. The last, unsuccessful, attempt to recapture of the sector dated to no more than two months ago, a battle in an attempt to regain the space harbor of the sector, now theater of the imminent titanic battle.

IMG_5704

IMG_5705

A huge tower, tall over three hundred meters, rises and cleaves the sky, waiting for satellite signals destroyed by years.

IMG_5706

The Ruhr forges are now only a huge, pantagruelic, steel monster, lair for an undergrowth of rejects, bandits, chaos cultists, ork freebooters and genestealers.

IMG_5707

IMG_5708

It's dawn, when the immense armies are now at the gates of the forges. It's dawn, but it's a dawn of death, flames and steel.

IMG_5709

Edited by Radgraglio - 29/4/2021, 11:34
 
Top
view post Posted on 17/11/2017, 11:27

Member

Group:
Administrator
Posts:
827

Status:


DEPLOY.

Sons of Piombus.

700ominfemale

700_titadoc_3

700_ImpComm_act10

<< What can you say me about Piombus, those on whom we lay the outcome of our destinies, General Commissar Friedrich Ebersberg von Weyers? >>
<< Ha! Ha! You should have studied more at the Astra Militarum officer academy, General Arthur Arz von Straussenburg. On Piombus reign a triumvirate: the Arch-magos of the cult mechanicus, the barony of the Merovingian, and the Legio Metalica "Hells Angels" division. All three respond to the Great blacksmith of the Adeptus Mechanicus of Istarnor VII° system, on the capital planet Istanor, who, of course, responds directly to Mars. The Baron of the Imperial Knights oversees all the forge-cities on the surface, being the world of Piombus a medieval kingdom. Each city has its noble caste, and at the top of this command is the Great Baron. The Arch-magos of the cult mechanicus, on the other hand, are at the head of the people of the skitari, sagitarii, and every other sentient cyborg in the citadel of Piombus. There are forged the tech-priests needed for the world under Vladimir Mountain and all other planetary cities and infrastructures. Finally, the Legio Metalica "Hells Angels" Division. It's the pinnacle of a civilization surely at the limit, looking from the perspective of the Inquisition, and not only. Such a structure is completely out of the canons of the Astra Militarum codex. No one knows how many people count the "H.A." clan, but it's presumable we talk about a million people, I mean humans, in the deep darkness. To these, two or three million men of Mars of the cult mechanicus live under the mountain, and finally there is the court of the Great Baron, although most of his interests and offices are located on the surface. The "Hells Angels" are a division, or if you prefer, a regiment of the Legio Metalica, the one on planet Metalica. Piombus is an old colony of at least ten thousand years old, and I believe that the distance to the mother planet Metalica and the fact that they are perpetually on the front line, here, before the green river, informally, made it a separate titan legion. However, if necessary, it responds to Metalica's direct orders. We live in an era in which we can not afford to choose our allies, and without those of Mars, our Imperium would return to the carbon era, such as the orcs. Not really, because the orks... And about the orks, Good luck, General! The God Emperor protects. We will meet at the siege of Sigismunda, when we will reconquer everything that belong to us! >>


CommanderCommissarMonkev4

OST - Sham 69 - If the Kids are United


700_ImpComm_act10

The reds of Piombus lead the army forward: in front of the column march the VI° Legio Metalica Battlegroup, followed by the Ordinatii Minorus, the Cult Mechanicus, and the CCXLIII° imperial army. High prayers to the Omnissiah and the God Emperor rise to the sky, while solemnly the army of the imperium advances to the battlefield. So different, so united, in their destiny, in their ultimate hour.

[Click to read the titans name]
unimapselection

Veteran_Princeps_Julius_Zar

<< Ok, VI° Legio Metalica Battlegroup, I want a fucking job: fast, overwhelming, devastating. We're a fuckin' war machine shot in the ass of these green bastards. No pity assholes! ...in the afternoon I want to be drunk of victory! >>
Veteran Princeps Julius Zar on Warlord titan Nuntius Fragor

700john_blanche_mona_and_the_moonman

700john_blanche_mona_and_the_moonman

From the infinite column of the orks, mobs and squadrons by hours went forward, starting to occupy and preside decisive positions on the battlefield. On the arrival line of the orkish massive army, a bad moon warhorde garrisons the space harbor.

IMG_5438

Near a major pressurizer, the main objective of the orcs, a stormboyz warhorde garrisons the area, while, not far away, on the orks' right flank, the same do a napoleOrk warhorde and an evil sunz warbike outriders mob.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

As the orcs move their avant-garde, even the Imperial forces do the same, with a regiment of infantry occupying the disused nuclear power plant.

IMG_5438

To protect the imperial primary objective, at the middle of their deploy, a Legio Cybernetica army composed of six colossus, three cataphracts and three castellans heavy robots guard the forefront.

IMG_5438

On the imperial right flank, at the right of the nuclear power plant, Nuntius Fragor warlord titan advances escorted by the ordinatii minorus and macharius super heavy tanks.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The center of the imperial deploy, near their primary objective, is composed of Portae Custos reaver titan, followed by two regiments of leman russ and the vast majority of the imperial infantry.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

On the imperial left flank, Lux Vindicta warlord titan and Ardens Lupus warhound titan form the main forces to close the flank from the orks' pincer.

IMG_5438

In front of the imperial army the horde of orcs deploys on a larger front, with the Great Gargant escorted by a blitz brigade, a speedfreaks warband and a huge kult of speed.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The rest of the gargants, and the big krawler, deploy on the right flank, facing directly the imperial army, with the rest of the orkish army.

IMG_5438

As two battering rams, men and orcs are about to burn the battered, abandoned, Ruhr sector in a dawn of fire, glory and steel.

IMG_5438

Edited by Radgraglio - 14/4/2021, 13:36
 
Top
view post Posted on 29/11/2017, 10:09

Member

Group:
Administrator
Posts:
827

Status:


TURN 1
Initiative: ARMY OF THE IMPERIUM


700AC_DC-Highway-To-Hell-album-cover

OST - ACDC- For Those About To Rock (with lyrics)


Ode to Malcolm.

Immense war engines advance inexorable, shaking the incalculable tons of rusty steel of the sector. Tanks, men, orks, titans and gargants. The air, stretched to the spasm, is pregnant with death and horror, sacrifice and glory. the first dawn lights filters over thick, dense black clouds like coal, a planet too battered to undergo all this again. But, today, the army of the imperium advances inexorable. No remorse. No retreat. The turning point is here and now. And for those about to Rock, we salute you!

The imperial infantry regiment perched on the abandoned nuclear power plant prepares an overwatch fire, and the same do the NapoleOrk boyz, deployed forward behind the rocky hill. Silence is a fuse ready to explode, few, endless minutes, seconds. And then: a thunder. From the imperial realine two of the three manticores open fire, a salvo of missiles fly to the sky and with a bow of death overfly the rusty sector, crashing over the orkish blitz brigade. A firestorm that destroys one tank and creates havoc among the tanks column.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The explosion instantly pushes the orks to action, and the huge bad moon warhorde quickly advances into the space harbor, running forward.

IMG_5438

40kimperialfleet

Princeps_Lope_DeAguirre

<< Ophelia Cruiser coordinates acquired: Ork Big Krawler class war engine. Let begin to love a little this beast. For the Omnissiah, ready to launch! >>
Princeps James Draco on warlord titan Lux Vindicta

++ Warp missile launcher ready ++
++ Warp warhead ++
++ Inquisition launch approved ++
++ Coordinates acquired ++
++ unlock codes entered ++
++ unlock codes accepted ++
++ Fire at 3 ++
++ Fire at 2 ++
++ Fire at 1 ++
++ For the Emperor! GO! ++


IMG_5438

The missile over the warlord titan Lux Vindicta's carapace emits a bold blaze, while all around flashes and bows bend time and space. The missile moves forward, pushed by human propulsion force for shortly break the warp and vanish from this plane of existence. But it's a moment, another blaze in the materium and the missile reappears over the power fields of the Big Krawler, impacting on the hull of the immense war engine. Full plates and blocks of the warengine vanish into the warp, sucked by a short as devastating vortex.

IMG_5438

A few minutes after the explosion on the big krawler, the battle has now begun, and slowly the armies begin to conquer the territory. Move forward, far beyond the space harbor, four ork death koptas, scouting in vanguard the area, while on the opposite side the legio cybernetica advances with six colossus robots to the rocky hill. The claws of the imperial eagle and the fangs of the orcs move forward, ready to fall into their eternal, unshakeable, endless struggle.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

On the right ork flank, the speed freaks outriders hide in an abandoned hangar behind the rocky hill, warming the engines, ready for the imminent conquest.

IMG_5438

Nobody knows who is in command today, among the damned orc rows, but certainly not a shameless one. The Great Gargant dominates the left flank of the orcs, and right from that side start the first pincer maneuver. While the bad moon has conquered the space harbor, ready to go beyond, a massive kult of speed from the heart of the battlefield advances rapidly and passes through space harbor, followed shortly after by the blook axes warhorde mounted on battlefortress, a formidable assault army, ready to surround the ordinatii minoris and the warlord titan Nuntius Fragor.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The macharius "Lucius Pattern" super heavy tanks advance, and with their multi-vanquisher cannons unleash a deadly firestorm against the incoming kult of speed, destroying half dozen trucks.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The rest of the legio cybernetica fearless advances, creating a thin steel red line on the rocky hill: six colossus, three castellan and three cataphract robots.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The arch-magos at the head of the cult mechanicus moves his demi-century, and occupies a complex of buildings and ruins, their primary objective. A few minutes later, even the imperial supreme commander on the HQ mechanized infantry regiment advances to his side, but the first of the Gargants, a massive Gargant of NapoleOrk, advances in retaliation, and picks up the opportunity to unleash its two deadly gatling cannons against the sons of Piombus. A storm of death kill a dozen Hypaspists and five secutors in a rain of bullets.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

Around the damn rocky hill, the opposing armies are approaching, cautious but ready to slay each other. The ork speedstas, protected by a miraculous dragster, advance rapidly opening a bizarre and lethal fire against the castellan heavy robots, which hold the bump.

IMG_5438

Retaliation, against retaliation, against retaliation, now are three hydra flak tanks, who, by finding a line of sight alongside the skitarii demi-century, that open fire against the speedstas, knocking down one of the many power fields generated by the dragster to the entire mob.

IMG_5438

The battle thunders begin to fill the air, and the earth shakes when the Snakebite Gargant march behind the rocky hill, a few tens of meters away from the cybernetic legion.

IMG_5438

The whole ork army, crazy of conquest, leaps forward. An evil sunz speed freaks warband moves behind the enormous structure of the crane, rail crossing; but it's immediately reached by the fire of the first ordinatus minoris, armed with a vulcan mega-bolter, which breaks out a rain of death upon their heads, killing half a dozen warbikes.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The first regiment of leman russ tanks advances, NapoleOrk Gargant is in line of sight. The battlecannons begin to hammer uninterruptedly, while the Gargant's power fields begin to collapse under the storm.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

Princeps_Fabius_Faber

<< I'm advancing guys, I have a target now! Ha! Ha! Moderatii, Fire at Will! >>
Princeps Fabius Faber on reaver titan Portae Custos

The reaver titan advances, and without delay unleashes its Gatling cannon and Plasma Cannon against the gargant, knocking down the last power fields. A black breach, molten steel, smokes now from the chests of the monstrous steel giant.

IMG_5438

But more the imperial forces open fire without mercy, the more the orks' impetus becomes unstoppable. Two monstrous, immense scars: huge tracks tear the ground when the big krawler gargant also moves behind the rocky hill, forming an army ready to roll in a fiery massacre. The NapoleOrk warhorde is ready, all the boyz, in overwatch.

IMG_5438

The Soopa Zzapp fortresses advance behind the speedstas, forming a formidable platoon of fire. A shadowsword super heavy tank, advanced shortly before opening fire ineffectively to NapoleOrks Gargant, is targeted, and under the mighty orks' heavy weapons detonates in a spectacular explosion.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

On the orks left flank, the blitz brigade moves fast them too: following the strategy of the orkish pincer on the left flank they hide among the huge rails.

IMG_5438

Veteran_Princeps_Julius_Zar

<< Do you dared to put off your rusty ass, bastard? I'll send you back to Fungus at kicks in the ass! Ordinatii minoris, follow me. >>
Veteran Princeps Julius Zar on Warlord titan Nuntius Fragor

The warlord titan Nuntius Fragor, followed by two ordinatii minoris, advances, bringing the NapoleOrk Gargant in line of sight. Few moments of dense wait, and then all guns blazing! The warlord titan unleashes its Plasma Destructor and its volcano cannon, while one of the two ordinatus, the one armed with the volcano cannon, also opens fire. The Gargant, already hit, is now wrapped in a swirl of flames and explosions, and when the clouds dissipate, a fire out-of-control is devouring it from inside, but yet it still holds, furious.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

On the ork right flank, the soopa stompa big mob advances beyond the grand canyon, vaporizing the only colossus robot in range. In front of them, the second leman russ tank company stay firmly in overwatch, protecting with this action the legio cybernetica, the warhound titan and all the external front.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

Four sentinels mars pattern quicly advance, protecting the legio cybernetica. The blood axes speed freaks warhorde move against them, but are able only to destroy one sentinel, the other three still hold and hold the forehead.

IMG_5438

Princeps_Bill_Hudson

<< Hey Dudes... here the situation begins to get glowing, I put myself in the midst of those abandoned generators, ready for retaliation! >>
Princeps Bill Hudson on warhound titan Ardens Lupus

The warhound titan advances and hides itself among the huge energy generators, out of the contact line, too hot to face it frontally now.

IMG_5438

The battle rages without mercy. A Gargant is already in flames, but this doesn't stop of one step the devastating fury of the orks. On the right side, the rocky hill is a watershed, but the assault is now imminent. The legio cybernetica is the first line against the orks war engines.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

On the opposite side of the abandoned nuclear power plant, Nuntius Fragor warlord titan leads the super heavy war engines army, slow but inexorable, in front of the threat of the Great Gargant and kult of speed's pincer.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

Crawl in the bowels of the sector small bands of outcasts, cultists and ghosts, while above their heads immense war machines contend the sector, the war and victory.

IMG_5438

TURN 1. End turn.
ORKS WAAAGH: 2 (defend the flag, they will not pass)
ARMY OF THE IMPERIUM: 1 (defend the flag)

Edited by Radgraglio - 14/4/2021, 13:36
 
Top
view post Posted on 12/12/2017, 12:03

Member

Group:
Administrator
Posts:
827

Status:


TURN 2
Initiative: ARMY OF THE IMPERIUM


Hic sunt leones.

OST - AC/DC - Fire Your Guns HQ


IMG_5438

Toll the Great Bell Once!
Pull the Lever forward to engage the
Piston and Pump...
Toll the Great Bell Twice!
With push of Button fire the Engine
And spark Turbine into life...
Toll the Great Bell Thrice!
Sing Praise to the
God of All Machines

- Excerpt from the Catechism of the Autoculus of Mars.

Veteran_Princeps_Julius_Zar

<< XI regiment Ordinatii minoris: sweep away from the face of the planet that mass of metal sheets! >>
Veteran Princeps Julius Zar on Warlord titan Nuntius Fragor

Ready, already in position, the two Ordinatii minoris begin to load energy in their terrific weapon systems. Powerful reactors that work thanks to the secrets and prayers of the tech priests, arcane technologies, kept alive by lost technologies and dark litanies. The plasma destructor and the volcano cannon open fire in unison, and from miles a terrifying fireball invests the NapoleOrk Gargant, irreversibly feeding the fire that already devours it from inside and turning it into a giant column of fire, an immense torch on the battlefield. And the first gargant is destroyed.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The reprisal comes immediately. Invested by dozens of incandescent plates of the destroyed gargant, the Zzaap super Fortresses open fire on the leman russ on the hill, incinerating three tanks.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

While the three leman russ tanks burn like burning embers, the speedstas open fire, destroying another tank with a soopa lifta droppa, dropping and lifting to the sky for twenty meters for throw it into the rearline. In disarray, and in panic, the survived tanks descend from the hill and hide behind a still smoking chimneys that exhale an eternal last breath on the forges of Ruhr.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

OST - Factory Sounds effect


The entire legio cybernetica, including the sentinels mars pattern, prepare an overwatch fire, ready to hold up for the imminent assault of the orcs, that still doesn't arrive and this gives strength to the imperial forces for a rapid counterattack.

IMG_5438

Princeps_Fabius_Faber

<< That horde of blood axes speed freaks must be thinned. I advance and open fire. The Emperor's will is upon you, bastards! >>
Princeps Fabius Faber on reaver titan Portae Custos

The Reaver titan Portae Custos advances between the building and the smoking chimneys, and aims all its weapons against the blood axes warhorde; and it unleashes the hell: the Inferno Gun invests in a sea of fire warbikes, trucks, buggies and boyz, while the Gatling Cannon sows death everywhere. The Plasma Cannon emits sparks and bluish lights shaken by pure metal electric discharges, while recharge for the next fire.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

Fire! Fire! Fire! The order arrives from Julius Zar immediately after NapoleOrk warhorde destroyed the sentinels in substained fire on the rocky hill. From the rearline the battery of manticores opens fire, devastating the already devastated mob of blood axes; but is with the advance and fire of the ArchMagos skitarii demi-century that comes the fatal blow. The mob flees back decimated to death.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The battle on the imperial left flank turns to the best, and the initiative is still firmly in the imperial hands when, unexpected, a stukas attack on the rearline on the right flank catches the high imperial commands by surprise. A valkyrie is destroyed, and with it a dozen stormtroopers crash to the ground.

IMG_5438

Before being able to organize a series of concrete containment maneuvers, the ork blitz brigade leaps out and approaches the macharius super heavy tanks, investing them with two dreaded soopa zzapp guns, and a storm of cannons. One super heavy tanks detonates, while another is damaged, and escapes with the other behind the nuclear power plant.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The NapoleOrk Great Gargant advances inside the space harbor, and unleashes a firestorm against the Ordinatii minoris. The ordinatus with the vulcan mega bolter is not even able to act, and falls back inside the nuclear power plant, defeated, while the void shields of the other two falter under the angry Great Gargant's firepower.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

On the right flank the ork horde is unstoppable, and in less than no time, like an avalanche rushes against the imperial forces. The bad moon boyz leave behind them the space harbor, and occupy the mighty building of the giant crane, firing at the Ordinatii minoris, knocking down all the last void shields.

IMG_5438

The imperial forces, almost overwhelmed if it were not for the warlord titan Nuntius Fragor, attempt an extempore retaliation, and the stormtroopers on valkyries advance and unleash a storm of missiles against the ork tanks. The tanks are overwhelmed, but unfortunately among the few survivors flee the heavy weapons too.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The battle has now flared uncontrollably, and if on the left imperial flank the orcs are kept in check, the right flank seems ready to collapse.

IMG_5438

From the center of the battlefield the evil sunz speed freaks advance, and conquer the rail crossing. An avalanche of fire, machine guns, rude missiles, rifles, pistols crashes into a monstrous orchestra of bullets against the ordinatii minoris, and an unfortunate shot hits the cockpit and the reactors, destroying the ordinatus with the plasma destructor. The last one backs away, also defeated, inside the abandoned nuclear power plant.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

Nuntius Fragor warlord titan stands gigantic in the middle of a stormy sea, ready to act, to stop the inevitable with its own steel body. Now is it the first line on the right side.

IMG_5438

On the left flank, the orks don't advance, almost discouraged by the imperial impetus, but like a snake ready to strike, the unnerving wait hides an inevitable trap, a subtle, lethal, mortal strategy. The cannons roar, the burning gargant burns like an immense torch that lights up the dawn on the battlefield. the rays of the sun, tired and afflicted, kiss the immense metal sheets like the death, are reflect, dazzle, warm with cold light men, machines and orcs, in a mortal embrace. The apocalypse in the forge of Ruhr rages of flame, death and glory.

IMG_5438

On the right imperial flank the battle still blazes, furious, terrible and merciless. The blood axes warhorde mounted on battlefortress advances, and perched on a building opens fire against the stormtroopers, followed a few moments later by the substained fire of the ork death koptas. A valkyrie is destroyed, and with the death of ten other stormtroopers the survivors flee in retreat, defeated, near the macharius super heavy tanks, also in disarray.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

OST - AC/DC - War Machine


Veteran_Princeps_Julius_Zar

<< Thats enough!! XXXI° Imperial infantry regiment, forward with me! Conquer the crane! >>
Veteran Princeps Julius Zar on Warlord titan Nuntius Fragor

With immense and glorious steps Nuntius Fragor warlord titan advances, bringing its titanic steel body just a few dozen meters from the evil sunz speed freaks warband. Its volcano cannon and its turbo-laser destructor enlighten with fury, and unleash themselves against the soop zzapp fortresses in the distance, hammering them with blows and charring the first one, hit by the furious volcano cannon.

IMG_5438

Under the shadow of the machine god the infantry regiment advances through the desolation of the abandoned nuclear power plant, ten ogryns forward, and run to the assault, to conquer the rail crossing. The ork trucks, buggies and warbikes rush against the warlord titan in a desperate as ferocious melee. The imperial fire is massive, and although fifteen soldiers fall under the orks' machine guns, the ogryns hold up the bump and the assault turns to the best for the imperial forces. The warlord titan, hit by lethal as crude short-range heavy weapons, is repeatedly damaged, but only on the surface of its legs. The power fist of Nuntius Fragor, relentless, grabs three ork trucks with a single slap and curls them like paper. After ten minutes of firefight, the ork horde is completely annihilated and alongside the titan lie burning piles of incandescent debris.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

Princeps_Bill_Hudson

<< Order received Boss! I move my ass! >>
Princeps Bill Hudson on warhound titan Ardens Lupus

A fast and impressive ride, that one of the warhound titan marching, across the imperial rearline, on the entire battlefield, redeploying from the left to the right flank, a tactical maneuver needed to get out of the "cul de sac" from which it was finished.

IMG_5438

The right flank is a fire that relentlessly burns. The massive kult of speed with a rapid movement swoops as raptors on the macharius super heavy tanks in disarray, further damaging one, but the HQ mechanized infantry regiment advances in retaliation at the feet of the warlord titan Nuntius Fragor, and unleashes a firestorm against the speed freaks, destroying a dozen among buggies and warbikes.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

And like a wave that rejects on the burning beach what the sea doesn't want hold back, the battle rages on the whole front again. At the center of the battlefield the cult mechanicus hydra tanks advance under the legs of the reaver titan and open fire against the ork speedstas, breaking down few power fields: few of too many, generated by the damned dragster in the middle of the mob.

IMG_5438

Princeps_Lope_DeAguirre

<< Time to nut up, or shut up! For the Omnissiah, I'm here Faber! >>
Princeps James Draco on warlord titan Lux Vindicta

The march of the warlord titan Lux Vindicta makes the earth tremble, a terrible race, a god of steel and fire that, step by step, almost runs along the battlefield. An exceptional sight, which for a few minutes silences the ignorant armies that today and here are massacring each other for victory.

IMG_5438

But the gauntlet is immediately picked up, and the big krawler gargant advances. The huge tracks scrape the ground, leaving deep trails of death behind it. The immense metallic beast stops in front of the skitarii demi-century, and disembarking a dozen among dreadnoughts and killa kans, unleashes an incendiary storm of fire on the sons of Piombus. Three chimedon tanks are destroyed by countless big gunz, while a dozen hypaspists vanish carbonized.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

From the top of the hill the imperial forces attempt a retaliation, with the advance of the second regiment of leman russ tanks. The tanks open fire, but they destroy only a couple of killa kans.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The Gargant of the snakebites, along with the goff stompa mob, both advance and unleash a hellish fire on the imperial tanks. Four tanks are destroyed, and although they manage to regroup, the blow has also seriously compromised the second regiment of leman russ tanks.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The warlord titan Lux Vindicta and the reaver titan Portae Custos are now face to face with the big krawler and the gargant of the snakebites. The pieces, with mad courage and obstinate folly, have been carried on, until the inevitable. Huge war machines, ready to tear each other, fiercely challenge with their metallic glowing eyes. The hour of truth is next.

IMG_5438

Not far away, Nuntius Fragor warlord titan leads forward what remains of the imperial forces, while fortunately the two ordinatii minoris regroup, perching precious firepower behind its metallic carapace. In front of it, the NapoleOrk Great Gargant is approaching, while all around the ork forces almost conquered the imperial right flank. All this has a name in human history. And its name is Apocalypse! Apocalypse at the forges of Ruhr!

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

TURN 2. End turn.
ORKS WAAAGH: 2 (defend the flag, they will not pass)
ARMY OF THE IMPERIUM: 1 (defend the flag)

Edited by Radgraglio - 14/4/2021, 13:35
 
Top
view post Posted on 26/12/2017, 23:00

Member

Group:
Administrator
Posts:
827

Status:


TURN 3
Initiative: ARMY OF THE IMPERIUM


Aut Caesar, aut nihil.

"Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard.
It seems to me most strange that men should fear;
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come."

--Julius Caesar from "Julius Caesar" (Act 2, Scene 2) - William Shakespeare

OST - AC/DC - Hail Caesar


Squeeze metal on metal, while the plates are writhing of rage, fire, death and glory. The wind whistles and inflates the immense banners of the Legio Metalica Hells Angels division, while the crude ork flags soar arrogantly from the top of their gargants. Huge columns of smoke and fire are plunged by the immense boilers of the living effigies of Gork and Mork. Immense feet ready to stomp everything, monstrous, huge tracks ready to leap forward. To screech, to tear, to overturn, grind. As gods of two races in an eternal struggle, gargants and titans are ready to slaughter each other, while under their shadow, like ants, swarm, fight and die hundreds of orcs and men. The Gods, walk.

Sons of Piombus.

l700egiometalicaPIOMBUS

« We're thirty of a clan,
and with the Death thirty-one.
Eia! Eia! The last one!
Eia! Eia! Alalà! »

Legio Metalica Hells Angels division Battle Cry.

700alala

<< Sons of Piombus! Full speed ahead! >>
Veteran Princeps Julius Zar on Warlord titan Nuntius Fragor

Veteran_Princeps_Julius_Zar



The immense Big Krawler plunges rage and death from innumerable pistons and chimneys, a boiling boiler ready to overwhelm the red army, but again they are quicker. With decisive steps the reaver titan Portae Custos advances, at the head of its army it unleashes a firestorm against the horde of killa kans and dreadnoughts, destroying half a dozen and forcing the survivors to flee. Chest out, shining eyes, not fearing death Portae Custos stands before the Big Krawler, ready to hold up the shock of the inevitable assault. And the metallic monster launches forward.

IMG_5438

The Big Krawler followed by the speedstas launches the assault, overwhelming the entire army of the reds. The immense beast rushes towards the reaver titan, an avalanche of steel strikes on the right leg of the titan, while with the left feet the reaver titan dominates the beast from above, dragging it back towards Lux Vindicta warlord titan, which unleashes its fearsome laser burner and melta cannon in a now unbearable firefight for the gargant.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The reaver titan, limping, advances beyond the Big Krawler in flames, dragging behind it the legio cybernetica and the skitarii demi-century, in a now vain firefight against the speedstas. The fearsome dragsters deflect the storm of blows, and for very little, the victory, clear, decisive, lethal, escapes from hand, in the most black and unlikely bad luck. Driven back, the defeated Piombus army withdraws at the shadow of the reaver titan, defeated and damaged, but proud of having destroyed the Big Krawler gargant.

IMG_5438

Princeps_Fabius_Faber

<< Fuck! Where are you Luck that helps the brave? Bitch! Luck was lacking, not courage! Fuck you Gork and Mork! >>
Princeps Fabius Faber on reaver titan Portae Custos

IMG_5438

James_Draco

<< You're not alone Fabius! For the Omnissiah! Fire and steel is upon you! >>
Princeps James Draco on warlord titan Lux Vindicta

Lux Vindicta warlord titan, given the bad turn of the forces at its right, assaults frontally the immense stompa mob before it's too late. A furious firefight explodes between the titan and the ten stompers, but the void shields protect the titan, which unleashes its laser burner and melta cannon for a second time, sweeping out the stompers into a desolation of incandescent debris and roaring flames. An overwhelming victory that immediately rebalance the front.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The regiment of leman russ tanks above the hill opens fire on the soopa zzapp fortresses, destroying another one, while the second regiment prepares an overwatch fire, to protect the collapsed front from a possible planetary assault of the ork landa.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The fury of the battle flares without respite, and this time it's the great gargant that advances, unleashing a hell of fire on the HQ mechanized infantry regiment. Flesh, bodies, plates, tracks, at dozens jump in the air like burning embers, to fall like dead ashes, dead leaves that fall dozens of yards away. A terrifying cannonade, which breaks the regiment's kidneys.

IMG_5438

The bodies and tank chimeras are still burning, that the kult of speed throws itself on the vile assault of the macharius super heavy tanks and stormtroopers in disarray. A cruel massacre to which no one escape, followed a few minutes later by the retaliation of the ordinatus minoris armed with the vulcan mega bolter, which exterminates the vile ork speed freaks, that retreat among the rails.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The bad moon clan, in the hellish mess, unleashes a deadly substained fire against the HQ mechanized infantry regiment, completing the massacre. Only one hellhound tank, and thirty soldiers manage to escape behind the abandoned nuclear power plant.

IMG_5438

The imperial response is immediate, with the bombardment of the manticores against the speed freaks outriders, but being well perched the damage is light, and only a couple of warbikes are knocked down.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The last soopa zzapp fortress moves fast in front of Nuntius Fragor warlord titan, and with its soopa zzapp gun knocks down two void shields.

IMG_5438

The battle on the imperial right flank is a terrifying fire. The repeated sorties in depth of the orks have swept and weakened the imperial first lines and the reserves, now only Nuntius Fragor warlord titan and a handful of imperial guards are what remains to advance to the heart of the orchish front.

IMG_5438

On the other side, the reaver titan and the red army is in disarray, defeated when the victory was at hand! The leman russ tanks, with the warlord titan Lux Vindicta is what remain of the imperial strenght. The forges of Ruhr shine with light, flames, glory and sacrifice.

IMG_5438

But the battle rages, rages, and rages again. The ordinatus minoris with the volcano cannon tries to stop the blood axes mob destroying its battlefortress, but the hit is inaccurate, and it only damages the fortress, that advances and surrounds the ordinatii minoris.

IMG_5438

The blood axes mob fires at the ordinatus minoris armed with the volcano cannon, forcing it to retreat.

IMG_5438

Veteran_Princeps_Julius_Zar

<< If luck turns our back, Army of the Imperium, we certainly don't give it the ass! Advance and open fire on the Great Gargant! Forward towards their primary objective! >>
Veteran Princeps Julius Zar on Warlord titan Nuntius Fragor

With a quiet advance Nuntius Fragor warlord titan opens fire against the Great Gargant, knocking down more than half of its countless power fields. A few minutes later, the last infantry regiment of imperial guard assaults the last soopa zzapp fortress, with the support of the titan who alone annihilates everything who dares to stand in front of it.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The snakebites gargant moves fast among the small buildings once occupied by the piombus army, and giving its back to the reaver titan in disarray, it fires at the warhound titan. The death cannon and the gaze of Mork miraculously miss the target, and with a daring escape Ardens Lupus moves behind the warlord titan Nuntius Fragor, for the last, decisive hour of battle.

IMG_5438

Princeps_Bill_Hudson

<< Boss! For the eight arms of the Omnissiah! My ass is still burning! >>
Princeps Bill Hudson on warhound titan Ardens Lupus

IMG_5438

The last orc formations furiously forward. The NapoleOrk horde quickly advances towards the center field, running behind the snakebite Gargant. The speed freaks outriders come out in a deadly sortie and destroy the imperial artillery, reached shortly after by the colossus robots in an attempt to stem the ork pincer.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

What remain of the blood axes speed freaks warband comes from the ork rearline to stop the march of the imperial guard at the rail crossing, while in the skies the imperial thunderbolt fighters and the ork stukas held at a distance in an air patrol.

IMG_5438

Only Portae Custos reaver titan regroups, alone at the head of its army in disarray. Alone, to face the assault of a second gargant. Alone, before the sacrifice instead of the ignominous defeat. Not far away, Lux Vindicta warlord titan is ready to run to its aid, but across the entire front line of the imperial left flank is a succession of orders for help, cover, regroup.

IMG_5438

The rail crossing is the place of the imperial retaliation. Nuntius Fragor leads the imperial guards to the ork primary objective, in a desperate attempt to hold them here. Victory is a mere chimera now.

IMG_5438

The Ruhr's forges boil with incandescent fury, while like serpents bands of outcasts begin to plunder the bodies of the fallen, dragging corpses, debris, and wreckage into the depths underground of the factory, precious gears for their miserable lives. And while shadowy shadows creep in the darkness, glorious heroes on red and gigantic war machines write their page of death, and glory.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

TURN 3. End turn.
ORKS WAAAGH: 1 (defend the flag)
ARMY OF THE IMPERIUM: 0

Edited by Radgraglio - 14/4/2021, 13:35
 
Top
view post Posted on 1/3/2018, 11:03

Member

Group:
Administrator
Posts:
827

Status:


TURN 4
Initiative: ORKS WAAAGH


Dionysus

OST - Heroes - Motorhead


<< We are mortal beast of flesh, we are men, we are mankind, son of Eros and Thanatos. We are the warchilds. and with us will set the whole universe. After us, the Great flood. >>
Princeps James Draco on warlord titan Lux Vindicta

James_Draco

700domination

700domination

A horrendous avalanche, a bastard fate, to be faced open-chested. Fierce, angry. Come on! bawdy beast, Courage, green demons: strike your hardest blow.

<< Army of the Imperium! Stand your ground and fight! >>
Veteran Princeps Julius Zar on Warlord titan Nuntius Fragor

Veteran_Princeps_Julius_Zar

And the avalanche, moved by blind fury, by an imperishable rage, hungry of booty, and glory, and booty again and conquest throws forward! The blood axes battlefortress at crazy speed climbs the ramp of the abandoned nuclear power plant and spurs the ordinatus minoris, devastating it in a siege of axes, grenades, and fangs.

IMG_5438

The umpteenth assault unleashes the green fury on the whole battlefield, and the snakebite Gargant along with the last speedstas intercept and slaughter the regiments of imperial guard on the run until the last man. A cruel massacre, as in a battle like this there isn't space for mercy.

But the cry of mankind becomes a roar of golden flame. Golden, like the throne of its Immortal God, and Lord.

IMG_5438

The colossus robots advance and opening fire against the kult of speed cause a dozen victims and force the rest to flee.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The imperial forces not in disarray tighten the ranks, and go on to counterattack. The regiment of leman russ tanks behind the bridge in center field opens fire on the snakebite Gargant, covering the orderly retreat of the skitarii demi-century.

IMG_5438

<< The dawn will not come that we will wake up all in Hades, green bastards. >>
Veteran Princeps Julius Zar on Warlord titan Nuntius Fragor

Veteran_Princeps_Julius_Zar

With gigantic, decisive and solemn steps, Warlord titan Nuntius Fragor advances and assaults the stormboyz horde, who in a few minutes is annihilated by the support fire of the imperial infantry, and torn to pieces by the twenty praetorian combat servitors disembarked from the immense titan. The primary objective of the ork is now inevitably challenged. The Great Gargant in front of Nuntius Fragor doesn't accept the challenge, and moving sideways it moves away from its fearsome power fist.

IMG_5438

IMG_5438

The battle is over. On all the contact lines the imperial and orcish forces, decimated and massacred, begin a prudent retreat from the respective lines of fire and assault.

IMG_5438

The battle is over, while the Great Gargant and the battle's hero and commander Nuntius Fragor warlord titan retreat threateningly each other, like two beasts sure of their mutual self-destruction.

IMG_5438

The battle is over, and is another bloodbath.

IMG_5438

The battle is over, but not the war.
Galrisian calling.

IMG_5438

TURN 4. End turn.
ORKS WAAAGH: 0
ARMY OF THE IMPERIUM: 0

Military result: Orks military superiority
Tactic result: Draw

Draw



Go to the next scenario

Edited by Radgraglio - 14/4/2021, 13:34
 
Top
5 replies since 2/2/2017, 21:07   1824 views
  Share