Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

In the fierce battle, the defense forces began to suffer casualties. This was several times more difficult than the last time they boarded the Imperial Fleet! The hidden military strength of these nobles was constantly exposed under the defense forces' relentless pressure.

It turns out that when the nobles of each planet paid tithes to the empire, they would select some of the truly elite soldiers from the soldiers who paid, and offer generous rewards to recruit them. As for the amount of tithes paid being not enough, they would directly recruit and train from the civilians to make up the tithes that needed to be paid.

Many soldiers who do not want to leave their home planet will take this opportunity to stay. The reward for choosing to work for the nobles is a considerable income.

Even if the governor noticed this situation, he could only choose to turn a blind eye. After all, the tax department bailiffs and soldiers who suppressed the rebels under the governor's command all came from this way. If the governor chose to stop it, he would offend a large number of nobles.

In this way, each noble accumulated a large number of elite veterans. In addition, the nobles spared no expense to equip these soldiers with sophisticated weapons and equipment, so that these elite veterans, under the leadership of the nobles, could temporarily confront the soldiers of the defense army and would not even be at a disadvantage.

When the battle situation was unfavorable, they directly sent out mechanical workers and fanatics of the state religion to launch suicide attacks on the defense soldiers. Under this combat mode, the noble coalition forces of the industrial city had a hard time resisting the attacks of the defense soldiers.

However, the defense forces had more advanced technology and higher-quality soldiers. They quickly adapted to the situation and launched a fierce counterattack.

Although the nobles brought some pressure to the defense forces with their small numerical advantage, the defense forces still moved forward firmly and continued to eliminate all enemies with weapons.

In this fierce battle, both sides fought back and forth, neither side gave in. Every charge and every shot was accompanied by blood and death. A large number of corpses were left in a small position, but most of them were soldiers of this planet, and only a small number were the bodies of defense soldiers.

But no matter what, the defense forces always maintained a high fighting spirit. Everyone knew that the final victory of the battle would belong to them, and when the situation was critical, they could directly call on the Space Marines for support.

"Governor, the noble coalition forces on the inner city front are no longer able to withstand the attacks of the heretics. Please send reinforcements immediately!"

A messenger rushed into the Governor's combat meeting room and anxiously reported the battle situation to the Governor.

The governor still sat steadily in his chair, listening to the herald's report, his eyes fixed on the map on the conference table. It could be clearly seen that on the map in front of the governor, countless positions had been marked with "red crosses", indicating that these positions had fallen.

"Which noble defense position in the inner city has been breached?" The governor's voice was low and magnetic, but it revealed a hint of majesty and anxiety.

"Your Excellency, the positions defended by the Ecclesiarchy have been completely breached, and countless followers of the Emperor have returned to the Golden Throne."

The messenger answered the governor's questions carefully. He kept his head down and was too scared to look at the governor's expression.

"Even the Bishop has returned to the Golden Throne." The herald continued to report carefully.

The Governor's face grew increasingly gloomy, he clenched his fists, and anger flashed in his eyes.

The failure of the state religion personnel means that they have lost their most important line of defense, and the attacks of the heretics will be more fierce and will directly attack the center of the inner city, completely declaring the failure of the industrial world.

"These rubbish!" the Governor cursed angrily. "I gave them the best equipment and resources, yet they still couldn't withstand the attacks of the heretics."

The governor gave all the weapons and equipment in the inventory to the believers of the Empire's state religion in order to block the invasion from heretics in the inner city. However, what the governor did not expect was that the positions of the state religion personnel were lost so quickly.

The herald stood by trembling, not daring to respond at all. He knew that the governor was in a very bad mood and might be severely punished if he said the wrong thing.

The Governor took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He realized that now was not the time to lose his temper and that he had to take action to save the situation.

"Immediately mobilize all available forces and prepare to launch a counterattack against the inner city," the Governor ordered. "Also, notify the other noble families and demand their full support of the inner city. If anyone dares to disobey my orders, I will personally deal with them."

The herald nodded quickly and left the meeting room. The Governor continued to stare at the map, pondering how to deal with the upcoming battle.

The first line of defense in the inner city, formed by the coalition of minor nobles, had been breached, and now the second line of defense, formed by the adherents of the state religion, had also been breached. Now, only the soldiers of the great nobles and the governor remained in the entire inner city, and the third line of defense, formed by them, had not been breached.

If the third line of defense is also breached, it will directly declare the defeat of the industrial world, and allow this group of heretics to completely occupy the entire industrial world. This is something that the Governor, a devout believer of the Emperor, cannot tolerate.

So now the governor is preparing to launch a desperate counterattack. Success or failure depends on this one move. If the attack of the heretics can be repelled this time, the world can still hold on. If the attack of the heretics cannot be repelled, then the world will fall into the hands of the invaders.

"Someone come here." The governor shouted outside the door.

"Sir." Several well-equipped soldiers in armor walked quickly into the combat meeting room and knelt on one knee respectfully to salute the governor. Their eyes were full of respect for the governor.

These people are bailiffs from the tax department under the governor. They are the most elite soldiers in the entire industrial world and also the biggest trump card in the hands of a governor.

The governor of each planet is able to receive the tithes that need to be paid to the empire, all thanks to his elite tax department bailiffs. When the governor has enough tax revenue, he will purchase sophisticated equipment from the Forge World to continue to arm the bailiffs to collect more taxes.

The relationship between the tax department's bailiffs and the governor is basically one of mutual loss. The bailiffs need the governor's power support to obtain benefits beyond their own authority, and the governor needs the bailiffs' powerful force to intimidate the rest of the nobles and collect enough tithes.

"Gather all the bailiffs here immediately. I will lead you to counterattack the heretics who have entered the inner city." The governor looked at the bailiffs with a deep gaze and said solemnly.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Governor." After respectfully saluting the Governor, several people quickly left the Governor's combat meeting room.