Chapter 106 02.0105: "Khorne! Take it! ! " (First order required!)

Outside the gate of Tiannv Church, gunshots, roars, screams, groans, and prayers merged into one, echoing over the solemn and dignified church.

"Discipline! Sisters! Battle line!!"

Led by a senior nun, the combat nuns of the 'Holy Gate Guard' of the Cathedral of the Goddess stood in a row in front of the silver gate of the Cathedral of the Goddess.

These silver-armored female warriors unwaveringly poured down rain of fire to stop the demons from advancing.

Their faith in the God-Emperor was unquestionable, and thus they were unaffected by the killing power of Khorne, but the magazines of their bolters would not allow them to hold out for too long.

As celestial maidens sworn to guard the Holy Gate to the death, these silver-armored girls are ready to fight to the death to protect the church gate under the watchful eyes of the saint. They are determined to use their duty and sacrifice to leave a chance of survival for the civilians inside.

The gate was too narrow and could still be affected by the power of Khorne. At the suggestion of the elder sister, Horatio prepared to organize a "last line of defense" inside the church.

Interior of the Cathedral of the Virgin Mary.

"Line up! Check guns and ammunition, and form a battle line! Set up bunkers and blockades!" Horatio was giving orders quickly, organizing the evacuation of personnel, and arranging soldiers into position.

He quickly and keenly observed the terrain inside the church, marking with a commanding hand the locations for the installation of heavy weapons and the placement of mobile breastworks.

There is a 50-meter-long open area from the prayer bench to the statue, which is the only place in the church suitable for laying out fortifications and organizing defenses.

"There are too many people, and the shelter is not big enough to accommodate them all." Sister Arabella shook her head sadly.

"I can't stand by and watch the rest of the people get killed. Is there any other space we can squeeze them in?" Horatio asked Sister Arabella seriously.

Suddenly, the medical sister remembered something and said to the elder sister, "Elder Sister, can you open the holy room for the believers to take refuge?"

The church is shaped like a cross from a bird's eye view, with the statue in the center of the cross and a shorter but more spacious sanctuary at the back. If you squeeze in, you might be able to fit in the rest of the people, but the space will definitely be more crowded than a can of sardines.

"The holy chamber contains precious ritual objects and remains. Letting civilians in rashly..." The elder nun was a little conflicted and hesitant.

"Let the children and mothers with babies in! Sister Saint Arabella, the symbol of life and hope, will definitely not be angry. The loving saint will definitely approve of your actions, Sister." Horatio looked at the countless heads in front of him, turned to the sad-looking Sister and said urgently.

The nun struggled internally for a while, but soon gave in.

"Alright, but I'll need ten Battle Sisters to guard the Sanctum, Sergeant-Major."

"That's not a problem. Leave the battle line to me and the children's safety to you." Horatio ejected the empty smoking shell and reloaded a set of ammunition into the bolt pistol.

Soon, the elder sister announced the evacuation order in a loud and clear voice.

The crowd began to surge towards the underground shelter behind the icon.

The battle sister guarding the church gate handed the empty holy grenade launcher to the robed ceremonial sister, and then she picked up the promethium flamethrower and began to spew holy rage at the white steps.

If the gas tank reserves are exhausted, their only weapons are the silver-white chainswords and bolt pistols on their waists.

"We don't have time! Hurry!" Horatio shouted to the crowd.

The spacious ceremonial path between the church pews seemed so narrow in the face of the dense crowd. Horatio sent soldiers to maintain order and prevent trampling. There was no room for error.

But the evacuation speed is still not optimistic.

"Let the children go first!" someone shouted, "I will not watch our children being killed!" This sentence was echoed by everyone, and tears flashed in people's eyes.

The people who came here on the day of Saint Gilles all brought their families with them. As the empire encouraged having more children, there were at least a thousand children in the church.

"Clear a path for all the children to come forward. Our nuns will take the children to the sanctuary for refuge." As soon as the head nun finished speaking, the roar of the chainsaw motor was heard outside the door.

The nuns of the Holy Gate Guard have begun close combat with the charging demons.

"Louise." Horatio pulled Louise to his side and said solemnly, "You will continue to command the evacuation mission. I will go outside to help the nuns resist the demons."

"Horatio." Louise held his hand, her face full of worry. "Be careful."

Then she loosened her grip and her fingertips slipped.

"You too." Horatio nodded, holding the Holy Blood Chainsword, and strode straight out of the Holy Gate. The three Blood Angels walked behind him.

"Sisters! Today is a great day. Sanguinius is watching us from the sky. Saint Arabella is behind us. The Emperor blesses us. Draw out the chainsaw sword He has given us! As long as we live, these filthy evil spirits will never step into our holy church!"

dong dong!

"Brave battle sisters, today we will guard this church with you and share the hardships together." Horatio and the Blood Angels stood beside the Sacred Rose.

"May the Emperor, Sanguinius, and Saint Arabella bless you, your loyal and brave navy brothers and monk brothers." The senior sister thanked in a tired voice.

Horatio attuned the power of faith of the Archsister and resisted the power of Khorne from the outside world, but other mortals could not do it, so Horatio left them in the church and let Louise take over the evacuation mission and set up the "last line of defense."

He glanced behind him anxiously.

Under Louise's organization, the Hell's Vanguards, the remaining Battle Sisters, and the Cadian soldiers were conducting traffic control in an orderly manner, clearing a smooth path for the children.

The children ran quickly, led by the sisters of ceremony, to the holy room filled with consecrated instruments. This made Horatio feel relieved, and the stone hanging in his heart was finally put down.

Horatio also saw a mother crying out loud as she watched her child enter the sanctuary safely, tears streaming down her face.

She was not crying for her impending fate, but she was crying out of sadness and reluctance at the thought that she might never see her child again.

Horatio clenched the Holy Blood Chainsword in his hand. He didn't want to let this happen. He secretly vowed in his heart to do everything he could to prevent such a tragedy from happening on such a sacred day that should have been happy and peaceful.

Somehow, Horatio felt the rage still burning in his heart, growing stronger.

Logically speaking, after synchronizing the power of faith with the Grand Sister, he should not be affected by the Wrath of Khorne.

[Is it my own anger? Or...'the rage of the Blood Angels'?] He looked at the Holy Blood Chainsword in his hand.

He didn't have time to think about this question, as the bloodthirster rushed up.

"Go! Sisters, for Saint Arabella! For Sanguinius! For the Emperor!"

"Sanguinius is watching us! Charge! Live up to the blood of Sanguinius!"

[Ancient warrior, fight with me, his descendants, and his people! Victory to Sanguinius! Long live the Emperor!]
"For the Imperial Navy! For the Gothic Fleet! For the Emperor and Sanguinius!" Horatio roared and shouted, raising the Holy Blood Chainsword with its whistling teeth high and swinging it towards the head of the bloodletter that was roaring at him ferociously.

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