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Fear racked his body through and through as he looked at the Gargant. It was an awesome machine that he knew represented the figure of their most foul of gods. He would have been paralyzed by fear but in this moment he could not allow fear to overtake him. He was after all the Prince of Navaros, heir to King Fredric himself.
He will not allow himself and his family to be put down by the idol of some foul god.
+My Vassals! We must hold for the fate of this planet is within our hands.+ The Prince declared as he raised his Chainsword into the air, +We shall not back down, we shall not waiver, for we are the wall that guards both Lucius and Dutonis! FIRE!!!+
As if a spell was snapped the Knights once began to open fire across the field and strike a nasty scar across the fields. The amount of Orks killed in that simple barrage of guns was enough to give a buffer for even more Skitarii to send themselves onto the front line.
It was that demonstration of might though that caused even more Orks to come swimming in their direction. A declaration of battle that no Ork worth their teeth would willing back down from.
Thus the forces were set and the waves came. One volley and then another volley of Galvanic shots came across the field and slaughtered the first wave of Orks. Those that replaced those very Orks were then turned into paste by the pulverizing power of the Avenger Gatling Cannons and Rapid Fire Battle Cannons of the Knights. Those that replaced those were then shot at by the numerous radium rounds that the Vanguards were able to lay down.
Though as it was said before with each Ork that died a few millimeters were gained. If this was simply an infestation this amount of firepower would have wiped them out but instead the Orks were gaining that distance and keeping it.
With every inch gained more casualties would be given to the Skitarii that were holding. It was a simple fact that the closer the Orks were the more likely some of their shots were going to land on the defenders and they were taking their own toll.
Even one of Fredric’s Knights, Count Delkis, had his Steed taken down by a massive flying rocket with an orks strapped to it. The Knight was already not faring well and it was a simple fact that with enough rocketing Orks they were able to finally take their first Titanic kill.
Frederic would not move though. He had made his declaration and it was honor that kept him from moving his ground. Through that presence the Skitarii and his fellow Knights continued to hold their ground with him.
However the giants were fastly approaching.
