>Translated from Krieg "Hey, Jim!" "Eh?" "The Vraks folks have about used up all the ordnance they stored up." "Great. They're doomed." "But... Weren't the supplies why we were here?" "Sure. At the start. New objective now." "Oh? What's the new objective?" "Win the war." "Oh. Cool."
A Krieg gaurdsman with a name? Heresy Alpha Legion Proxy COMMISSAR COMMISSAR We have two imposters one for being called a name and the other for casualy calling one a name!
@@murderouskitten2577 I was going for military "I'm the biggest swingin' dick in this room so you do what I say." I haven't seen Captain Phillips movie since I heard his crew called it total bs and sued for libel.
@@intellectualiconoclasm3264 there is that scene in Captain Philips , where pirates get on the bridge and with AK in the crews face asks - WHO IS THE CAPTAIN ? and the quickly adds I AM THE CAPTAIN !
Zuhfor isn't a Berserker. He may be bloodthirsty; he may be brutal; he may even embrace rage; but he is not a Berserker. He embodies the other aspect of Khorn: he is a master of war; he is the duelist; he is a true Khornate champion: clever, talented, and deadly. Never doubt the intellect of a weapon master in terminator armor.
Stuff like this makes me lean closer and closer to the theory that the Alpha Legion might still be some form of twisted loyalist faction imbedding themselves within the enemy, to weaken them from within. *shrug*
@@FilmGuy7000 I always interpreted it as a 50/50 thing. Half of them are still secretly loyal and screwing over chaos from within, and half of them are full on traitors. The trouble is figuring out if any given Alpha warband is screwing over the other chaos warbands because they're secretly loyalists or just because they're keeping themselves sharp.
Aww, Mamon got a well-deserved promotion. When it comes to horrifying entities from beyond the veil, you can't beat Nurgle for recognizing and rewarding an excellent job done on his behalf.
Khornante berserkers: running around the backlines and tunnels wrecking havoc. Deathguard: saving the northern line and making no mans land a swampy hell. Alpha legion: secretly running the war. Iron warriors: 20:25 camps on the wall taking potshots and shouting shit at the Imperials :D Iron warriors best legion as usual
"Hi fellow Vraksian defender, we got a new command structure." "What's up?" "We are no longer fighting for that cardinal who thought he is our messiah and his bunch of religious weirdos" "Whom then?" "Word is the new leader is an uberhuman monster commanding those rampaging beasts tearing everyone into shreds" "Does not make much of a difference does it?"
Also why Zufor decided to ally with Arkos was the Anarchy's Heart. It was Arkos' ship, and at this point the only chance for a conventional escape route.
@@mochimoni1975 agreed, all value the planet had is lost and the planet is proving more and more of a festering death trap. Only choise left is to some how end that chaos rituals as fast as possible and exterminatus the cursed rock.
"The guardian of the throne of skulls, the most powerful bloodthirster in khorne's war band" Arch has unlocked a new achievement : "Wrath of Skarbrand"
I just wanna yell at krieg troopers: “A corpse does nothing for the emperor. Fear not death, but remember a corpse cannot serve as you must. Instead, kill for the emperor. To die is to do nothing forever, but to kill is to serve the emperor. Go forth and serve the emperor!”
They're sure to. Everyone knows Khornate Chaos Marines like a cup of tea and a piece of cake. After their maniac rampages for blood and skulls, obviously.
currently undergoing cbrn training one unexpected thing was that sometimes I'd get nauseous for some weird reason other than that wearing full mopp4 gear over my military uniform and running around was surprisingly easy even in this hot weather (English isn't my 1st language so sorry for any mistakes in military terminology)
I started to watch the series back when it first started (October I think). Arch is till going strong...unbelievable loyalty as a Skjard for the Emperium of Man.
Mamon’s existence consists of lurking in the background for a while, getting kicked out of the cool kids club, then showing up to some sickly bois and almost immediately getting turned into a deamon, something that even chaos marines aspire to.
Hector Rex needs to stop making the rest of us Hectors look bad. I swear, when I catch him next time, he's getting a hectoring like he's never had since the day his parents named him. 😠
Holy fuck it's been how long and I just noticed the Chronicles of Ursh on the desk in that picture of Loremaster Arch. Really awesome touch by the artist.
I told you! I told you! But, did you listen? Nooooo! I told you we should have gone straight to exterminatus, but, you wouldn't listen would you. Now you have to face the sharp pointy teeth! Inquisitor.....Tim.
@Arch Warhammer I want you to know you're a bastion of escapism even though you make staunchly political content as well. For example, last night I watch The NonSequitur Show hosting Jamie Boone to explain the ACA statement to Rationality Rules last week. When that was all said and done I needed to escape to a less hellish world than this: I started this series all over. You, Sir, bring us all tremendous joy and entertainment. You channel is a place that I know (without evidence beyond my anecdote lol) others flock for escape from reality. Thanks for balancing politics, game updates and shenanigans, and actual escapist content. Keep it up mate. You've more than earned my patreon subscription.
Princeps Augustus veered Warhound Bellum Canis slightly to the right and casually strolled up the slight rise, both for the high ground advantage, and because the TP3 didn't quite reach the crest of that island of relative safety. Relative being the key word here. Instead the wisps of green tinted fog drifted about the landscape below, mostly obscured by a thicker layer of fog above the TP3 that was the cause of Bellem's constant whining. Ironically, Augustus was the one who was unhappy about this assignment, whereas Bellus Canis was the one that demanded they take it. Bella Canis was a young warhound of a mere 221 years since the date of his first activation. he was, by far, the youngest titan in the warp runners. The older warhounds were different, not in form or purpose, but in attitude. They liked operating in packs. the more the merrier. Even if this was in direct contradiction to orders forbidding such tactics. They operated in packs of two guarding a pack of two, that often was back up for a pack of two. A violation for mechanicus policy, but one over looked because of the warp runner's exemplary history. But not Bellus. He was a lone wolf and did not like working in a pack. He preferred the thrill of the hunt and did not function well in group formations. Bellus Canis had a poor understanding of the concept of "wait". He was the last titan to be put in sleep mode for transport to a battle zone and the first one to awaken upon arrival. Which was fine. Even the Warp Runners need someone willing to do solo assignments, and the older titans were more then willing to let the young pup have at said assignments, such as forward scout or "sheep dog" duty. "Sheep Dog" duty being a derogatory term for when you have to perform escort duty for "Sheep". In this case, the "Sheep" were Krieg tanks operating in a toxic bog where the very air can melt, flesh, bone, metal and stone. Only chemically treated surfaces with specific could last and even then, almost everything will break down eventually. A vast poisonous bog which an inquisitor had ordered be taken and all chaos agents purged by bolter and blade, faith and fire. Easier said than done. Bellus was the only one who leapt at the chance to assist the tanks. Tanks were easy prey and they would attract many things for the titan to kill. Still. He kept whining about his itchy feet. Which is to say, Princeps Augustus "heard" the whining in his head. Bellus Canis was a young warlord and had pent much of his time in sleep mode, traveling from one battle to another. He was also sort of... stupid... for a titan. Less conversational, more emotional. In some ways it made interfacing with him harder, but easier to control. Bellus was like an impulsive child. Not especially bright, so you have to very careful what orders you give him, but like a child, he WANTS a firm hand to guide him. Harder to get results, easier to control. It was a trade off. And Sheep Dog Duty was easy. Use your auspex to scan the terrain. Send the scans to central processing so they can update the maps of the Krieg tanks in real time. Make sure to look for the deep shell holes and trenches that filled with the TP3 gas. If a tank falls into one of those, there won't be enough time to pull them out. Still. Bellus Canis kept sending the sensation of itchy feet to Princeps Augustus again... and again... and again... "Bellus Canis. Do you wish to withdraw for repairs?" Augustus asked for the twentieth time today. Bellus let out an electronic sigh and Augustus could "Feel" Bellus respond in the negative. It was estimated it might be another century or two before Bellus Canis developed true speech. The tech priests all fretted about it. Augustus thought he'd be dead long before that, so not his problem, not his concern. Bellus understood what he was told, even if he could not talk properly in response, and that is all that mattered. Augustus unlinked long enough to sweep his cybernetic eyes over the interior of the main cabin. the two Moderati were doing their jobs, assisted by two servitors. He cycled to the point of view of his third servitor in the power core. The tech priest was chanting as usual, but for good reason. The main reactor was showing abnormal readings. The heart of the Titan was "troubled", and this was never good. Still, it was within operational parameters, if uncomfortably close to acceptable safety limits. Augustus knew what the problem was. Bellus Canis was bored. He unlinked with the servitor and relinked with Bellus to perform another sensor sweep when the distress call came in. The garbled message reeked of panic and desperation. In his eyes an overlay of the are flashed and the tank in question was identified. Krieg Unit #8171. It was on forward scout duty and had encountered a rather large blast crater in it's path. This forced it to go the around the long way, which took it further away from the main body. It was isolated. Wolves often go for the sheep that has wandered furthest from the flock. They were as good as dead, not the first to die this day, and not the last. However, after a minute, it became clear they were not quite as dead as Augustus had first assumed. One of their crew members grabbed three Det-Packs, climbed outside into the poisonous fog, and lived long enough to charge their attacker and blow himself up. The explosion either killed the attacker, or chased it off. Still, the tank was in a bad spot. Literally. The attacker had lifted the tank up and flipped it onto it's side. The tank could not move under it's own power, and a tank that cannot move is as good as dead. Nobody could reach it in time to try and save it. Nobody, except for Bellus Canis. The Moderati ran the calculations. Probabilities scrolled through his implants. #8171 Unmodified survival: 0.000% Bellus Canis Reaches #8171 before environmental failure causes crew death: 87% Recovery unit #104 reaches #8171 before catastrophic damage renders #8171 unsalvageable: 64% Before crew death: 0.000% #8171 Bait for trap: 21% Perpetrator Dead: 8% Perpetrator In target Zone: 46% RECOMMENDATION: Abandon Unit #8171. Contact Recovery Unit #104 for salvage of #8171. Proceed with primary mission. Fine advice. However, there was one slight problem. //Perpetrator In target Zone: 46%// Bellus wanted to HUNT.
Princeps and Titan locked horns. It was a tale older than the imperium. Nothing unusual about it. Augustus was almost certain to win this contest of wills. The problem is, every time Augustus wins, the main reactor becomes more "troubled". Here, in this flat open area, the tanks were unlikely to get ambushed. However, there was a ridge 5 miles ahead where an ambush was almost certain. Augustus would need Bellus to be compliant and that means he needs to blow off some steam. Augustus ran through his inputs and projections. The front units were a bit too far ahead. Krieg guardsmen tended to be a bit too aggressive. They could stand to wait for 10 minutes to allow the units lagging behind to catch up. Chances are he could go rescue the tank and return to formation in under six minutes. Augustus hated cherry picking, but it would make Bellus easier to handle later. Bellus Canis was growling in his mind. The Tech Priest shouting over the intercom grew increasing hysterical. He was practically going into apoplectic shock demanding that Augustus comply with the will of his titan. Augustus relented. The Tech Priests shouts of joy were most annoying. Augustus togged off the feed from the power core, cutting off the Tech priest in mid sentence. It wasn't that Augustus didn't believe in the Omnissah. It was just non-stop praise and worship was the tech priest's job. Augustus didn't have time for that. he let the Moderati handle contacting the "Sheep" and ordering the front units to halt their advance until he returned to formation and the rear units finished catching up. In his mind, Bellus Canis bellowed a war cry. The Hunt was on, and nothing was going to stand in his way. As he closed, auspexs showed that the tank was a third of the way around a large lake of TP3. Bellus changed course, but still hugged the shore line way too close for Augustus comfort. Still, some good news. The tank appeared to be mostly intact. One good shove and it should be back on it's tracks and can retreat under it's own power. Bellus didn't care. He was hunting. Saving the tank was secondary. That was the excuse, the perpetrator was the prize. This was all he was focused on. Which is why he stumbled into the trap. Someone had dug a trench and filled it with quicksand-like mud. Only five meters deep and not that wide, but still, deep enough to get stuck up to his second leg joints. The pain wasn't that bad, but it was unexpected. Bellus Canis howled in rage and pain, both in his mind and with his internal and external speakers. The Tech priest shrieked in terror loud enough you could hear him in the main cabin without the internal communicator. Augustus shut that nonsense down and took control. now, one of the advantages of the backwards bending knee is that it acts like a spring and can store a great deal of kinetic energy to do something a mega-tonnage titan normally shouldn't do. It can jump. Two seconds of coiling up, and Bellus Canis shot out of the pit, sending a spray of acidic muck everywhere. Superficial damage, at worse, but the spray covered most of the titan. External sensors were all damaged. The legs were now pitted. The trap would have killed a tank, but is merely proving to be annoying for the warhound. Still, it might be best to withdraw for repairs at this point. There were always more Krieg tanks. It takes a long time to replace a titan. However, while the damage reports filtered in, something was nagging at the back of his mind. Bellus Cainis was... "off". The titan was feeling something it didn't understand. It sent the feeling to Augustus, a feeling of confusion along with it. He didn't know what this feeling was. Augustus understood what it was, and yes, in all the years he had been the princeps of Bellus Canis, this was the first time he ever felt this feeling from his Warhound. Bellus Canis was feeling fear. And it was growing. Augustus cycled through the sensor arrays trying to pin point why he was afraid. Everything was pitted. Everything was covered in muck. Pinpointing the problem might take a while. Then he felt the sharp pain in his neck. Something was climbing up the side of the titan and punching holes in the armor for hand holds. Sensors only revealed a fun house version of the thing, warped and murky. It was humanoid. No matter. Augustus didn't need fine details, only it's location. Augustus slapped the side of his neck. The Warhound's mega-bolter followed suit. Normally Augustus would never bash something with a mega-bolter, but it was likely already damaged and needed to be replaced. What damage might happen using it to crush this insect crawling up the side of his titan was of little importance. Then the Arm with the mega-bolter fell off. Bellus Canis didn't howl this time. Bellus Canis was in shock. This was the first time it ever came close to the concept of it's own mortality. In a way, this was good. Augustus didn't need Bellus freaking out. A quick scan of readings from the arm before it fell off showed that something punctured the side of the arm and dropped a canister inside a maintenance shaft. It rolled down to the joint and exploded with acidic goo. a second later, the arm fell off. Augustus knew they were in trouble. The time for half measures was gone. He needed this thing off and once it was, he could bring the plasma cannon to bear. Few things could stand bathing in heat that rivals a sun. Augustus channeled an electrical change into the hull of the ship, but too much muck was covering the titan. The electrical charge was being spread too thin. All it was doing was cause steam to rise from the hull and didn't seem to be slowing "it" down. He turned the power off and activated the Servitors. They each headed to a different airlock. They had installed magnets in their limbs so they could perform repairs on the outside of the titan. Yes, they wouldn't last more then a few minutes in this toxic atmosphere, but they wouldn't need to. They just needed to knock it loose. The first one was taken out without ever seeing it. The second one caught a glimpse of a bolter shoved in it's face. The third one was successful in grappling with the plague marine. Plague. Fucking. Marine. Now it was Princeps Augustus' turn to feel fear.
The Servitor grappled with the marine, trying to knock it lose. It rocked back and forth. It then made a mistake. It stabbed two servo arms into the sides of the Plague marine. The resulting spray of puss and gore splattered over the Servitor and within three seconds, every major joint suffered structural failure. The fourth second the Plague marine shrugged. The servitor fell away in pieces. Then the plague marine scurried up the side of the Titan to land on top of the main crew compartment. Augustus was boggled. Plague marines were slow. Methodical. This thing was fast. Really Fast. So fast Augustus doubted it was actually a plague marine. This pondering of the nature of the attacker was a mistake. It gave it the few seconds it needed to punch open an airlock and drop a canister inside. The outside sensors were damaged, but the ones inside the airlock functioned. Augustus could see it was a canister of TP3. The canister combined the binary agents and pure concentrated TP3 was filling the compartment. The automatic defenses worked against the titan as they attempted to suck up the offending gas. This just spread the gas into the substructure as it dissolved the vents that were pulling the gas away. Augustus overroad the safety protocols. and opened all the hatches on the ship. Not to buy time, but to give Augustus an exit. Bellus Canis' last message was one of shock and confusion mixed with betrayal. Augustus wish he had time to explain as he disconnected, but time was a fungible resource he didn't have to waste. If Augustus left right now, and ran full speed, he could possibly reach a nearby Krieg tank and thus be rescued. Bellus Canis was already dead, the machine spirit just didn't know it yet. Protocol was clear. Only one out of ten million have what it takes to be a Princeps. At this point, his orders would be to save himself. no matter the cost. Fuck Protocol. Princeps Augustus was going to die, but he was going to take that thing with him. He didn't have time to activate the self destruct before the TP3 killed him, but if he could get to the power core, he could activate it manually. The Tech Priest could as well, but his faith would never allow him to intentionally kill a titan, even if it was already dead. Augustus had sent him a message to do it, but got no response, Augustus would have to do it himself. Augustus toggled off his pain receptors as he launched himself out the airlock. He had his own magnetic attachments that would allow him to scuttle over the surface of the ship faster then the servitors. He also had gravity on his side, as the power core air lock was straight down. As he closed in on the airlock, the Tech Priest finished overriding the override, and closed the airlock. Augustus cursed the Tech Priest and reached out to open the hatch. Once reconnected, he would easily override the tech Priest. He was the Princeps and his code would countermand any other crew member. One slight problem. His arm was missing. Augustus realized his mistake. If he had left his pain receptors at 1%, he wouldn't have been that hampered, but would have known his hand was shot off. He wouldn't have lost precious moments bringing his secondary servo arm to bear. The plague marine wouldn't have caught up with him and grabbed him by the top of his head and pulled him up and away from the airlock to look at him... Cybernetic Sensor to putrescent mass where a face should be. The maggot filled orifice that resembled a mouth moved. The Plague Marine spoke. His voice was surprisingly crisp, clear, and in a manner, almost sensual. He uttered just two words, then with horrific strength hurled the Princeps into a high lazy arc that would land him in the Lake of TP3 next to the Warhound. If the impact didn't kill him, the TP3 certainly would. Augustus could have spent his last few moments thinking about how to survive. Maybe he could figure out how to run out of the TP3 or maybe the impact would create a downward cushion of air that would give him a moment to escape death. he didn't bother. Instead, he spent those last few moments contemplating the Plague Marine's cryptic message. What, in the name of the Omnissiah, was a "Sluggy" and why were their "four" of them?
It is something I wrote based on what Arch has been uploading. It is part of the "Slug Saga". The last part was in the comments of the previous video. The next video will have the conclusion.
I wanna know more about the iron warriors and what they did,being veterans and so. Arch barely talked about them,giving priority to the khornates and the nurgle heretics
Not versed in the fluff, but I think Chaos Lords does rock out in either Horus Heresy era armour or pillaged armour sets or pieces. If he does have Terminator Armour, he would have to kill previous wearer and get it. These doesn’t come readily unless a warband is really good at storming fortress monasteries and forge worlds, or good at killing follow Chaos Terminators
Is it just me or does it feel like Mamoon (or however u spell it) got to daemon princehood...fairly easy? As far as I recall, he corrupted to Cardinal (yes over years, not easy I admit) and then possibly made sure the astropaths died during the revolution so the Cardinal would be forced to fight and not talk...and then introduced some chaos symbols people didn’t understand and so didn’t mean anything really After that....I think he just...survived....and he’s a frigging prince!??! Jeez...if its that easy....there must be thousands of princes...which makes me think the daemon primarchs might not be quite so great
I feel like this story is missing something though. Like Death Korp bravely winning the siege. And just as they take over the citadel completely Orks land with a huge Waaagh! Now it is the Death Korp who has to hold out.
Khorne might not care where the blood flows, but his followers might. | 9:18 - The one who can't keep his arms on. | 16:20 - Well...Khorne certainly got his blood and skulls... | 18:30 - Although his expresses that with slowly lethal and disfiguring diseases...Daemon Prince? It's got worse again.
Tbh the Vraksians only lasted so long because of their insane fortifications and Imperial high command's incompetence. The men of Krieg have shown time and time again who is the superior soldier. Any idiot can mow people down from the safety of a rockcrete bunker. And now they're sending their own civilians into the meat grinder, shameful.
Probably sacrificed at some point. Seriously they are known as the Emperors Brides so I think you can see the irony of the Brides of the “Corpse Emperor” (I apologize Big E) being sacrificed to Chaos
Gets a joint and chair, ah yes time for Game Of Warhammer, with not the buttfucked storyline. Twenty six minutes (this week), of sitting down listening too arch narrate a decent book series, well that sounds nice indeed dosent it? (Unless you don't smoke 😅😁)
About the start of the video... There once was a castle besieged by several thousand soldiers. Defended by the wife of the local lord, gone to war, and 20-odd butlers with one or two soldiers... Several monthes later, the attackant "convinced" the defenders, still holding strong in the keep, to surrender for the lifes of "a couple" hostages... Defensive positions are quite the force multiplier, and the Vrakksians had quite a lot of them...
Khorne: Can we not with the magic right now Magician: Oh ok mmmmm no Khorne: *sends Kharn* Magician: fuck fuck fuck Kharn: *Cut a hole through the wall* Here’s Kharney! Magician: no please! Kharn: *Kills the magician* And everyone lived hap... no that’s not right after all in the grim darkness of the future there is only war
Let's hope that at least some the Vraks fights dead made it to the Emperor upon their deaths. They may be needed in the future. Also, pretty sure the Cardinal became a Chaos Spawn.
Is there some simular kind of thing for warhammer fantasy? I really enjoyed the logistical aspects of the siege of Vraks, and think it would be interesting if GW did a simular kind of book series about medieval siege warfare in wh fantasy
Hey Arch. You by chance would you consider taking another look at Surviving Mars? You seemed to like it but give it a lot of tough love, and I think in the about a year since launch it improved a lot.
Arch says that Xaphon died, sacrificed to the Khorne daemon, but every wiki says that *spoiler alert* Cardinal Xaphon was found in the dungeons, turned into That Which Shall Not Be Named. Hm.
editing done : Iron warriors are siege experts and as such you learn how to make a fort as well as how to siege one ,these ones are also from the heresy by sounds and it stands to reason to me that they could make a good fortification
Siege of Vrak Ep. 1: The armory has enough weaponry to supply a whole sector. Siege of Vraks Ep IDK 10+ years later: The armory is starting to run dry. Now THAT'S what I call a war.
I’m confused as to how Zhufor could get An’ggrath’s true name. But what confuses me more is the conflicting sources of the most powerful Daemon of Khorne. Some say it’s An’ggrath, others say it’s Skarbrand, others say it’s Angron and some others say it’s Doombreed. I CANT GET AN ANSWER!
It's the warp everything and nothing makes sense also I imagine the most strongest daemon for khorne is more then likely fluid like the blood river, one day its An'ggrath, some it's skarbrand, others it's angron, and at times it's doombreed and so there's that
As for how he got the daemons’ name; as arch said he was likely given it by someone higher up the chaos food chain who had an interest in seeing the war escalate - such as a certain warmaster of chaos
>Translated from Krieg
"Hey, Jim!"
"Eh?"
"The Vraks folks have about used up all the ordnance they stored up."
"Great. They're doomed."
"But... Weren't the supplies why we were here?"
"Sure. At the start. New objective now."
"Oh? What's the new objective?"
"Win the war."
"Oh. Cool."
Comissar shoots krig guardsman for not saying that they are to kill all the heretics
Then he is shot by another guardsman for not using a bayonet
A Krieg gaurdsman with a name? Heresy Alpha Legion Proxy COMMISSAR COMMISSAR We have two imposters one for being called a name and the other for casualy calling one a name!
@@SpoonieMcspooningtonhis name is Lord-Commisar Alpharuis, soldier! Next time adress your commissar, soldier!
*BLAM!*
@@nerowulfee9210 Im starting to understand why the Vraksians have managed to defend against the deathkorps for a decade.
SpoonieMcspoonington how?
Zuhfor: *Look at me, I’m the Captain Now*
"I've got the biggest swingin' metaphoric phallic object, I mean EVIL chain-axe here! You're all my bitches now."
like in Captain Philips movie ?
@@murderouskitten2577 I was going for military "I'm the biggest swingin' dick in this room so you do what I say." I haven't seen Captain Phillips movie since I heard his crew called it total bs and sued for libel.
MEGATRON HAS FALLEN! I NOW LEAD THE DECEPTICONS!
@@intellectualiconoclasm3264 there is that scene in Captain Philips , where pirates get on the bridge and with AK in the crews face asks - WHO IS THE CAPTAIN ? and the quickly adds I AM THE CAPTAIN !
Krieg spotter: “Sir?! I think their starting to summon Deamons!”
Krieg Officer: “Deamons?! BREAKOUT THE SANCTIFIED SHOVELS!
*massive cheers of joy in gas mask*
SANCTIFIED POWER SHOVELS!
*chants litigies of hate in gas mask noises*
When a khorn berserker warlord makes more tactical sense then 3 different imperial commanders... just another day in the 41st millennium
Zuhfor isn't a Berserker. He may be bloodthirsty; he may be brutal; he may even embrace rage; but he is not a Berserker. He embodies the other aspect of Khorn: he is a master of war; he is the duelist; he is a true Khornate champion: clever, talented, and deadly. Never doubt the intellect of a weapon master in terminator armor.
@@BR4IN1N4J4R Aren't those three 'lovely' qualities defining a berserker? Brutality, thirst for blood, rage.
Well, the Astartes ARE supposed to be trained to be tactically and strategically competent so it's not that weird.
Not all Khornates are lunatics.
@@RuSosan one name response
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Kharn
@@captainpuffinpuffinson4769
Which part of "Not all" did you miss?
>Afixes bayonet
>Checks gas mask
>loads fresh lasgun power pack
>adjusts entrenching tool
*HAPPY GAS MASK NOISES*
Bayonet charge, but dont stop the artillery
*Wolf whistle*
That there's a sharp-dressed krieg! Yessir! That one's all dolled up to introduce himself to the emperor!
When you realize this entire battle was just to advertise new death korp and nurgle miniatures.
Arent there also zuhfor and hector rex minis?
@@AdoringFan000 Yep! On the Forge World site. :)
Ya know, I ain't even mad
Also daemon prince Mamon
Think horus was working for GW?..
That "ABADOOON... The Harmless" delivery was just too perfect.
everyone:
Grey Knights: Did someone say steal all the glory and mind wipe or kill the survivors?!?
Me: Inquisition: "DID SOMBODY SAY *EXTERMINATUATUS!?"*
all you have to do is press it
@@mochimoni1975 It's jammed at the moment
Blood Ravens: did someone say steal? I mean... Acquire yes we definitly not stealing... Just look at that direction for a minute...
@@SiebertGK We weren't there.
You know when the Alpha Legion offers to "Assist you" with something, they are pretty much using you as a setup for something they have planned.
And you probably won't like it either. Might prove fatal in fact LOL
Alpharius taught his sons well.
@@WastelandSeven alpharius taught alpharius well*
Stuff like this makes me lean closer and closer to the theory that the Alpha Legion might still be some form of twisted loyalist faction imbedding themselves within the enemy, to weaken them from within. *shrug*
@@FilmGuy7000 I always interpreted it as a 50/50 thing. Half of them are still secretly loyal and screwing over chaos from within, and half of them are full on traitors. The trouble is figuring out if any given Alpha warband is screwing over the other chaos warbands because they're secretly loyalists or just because they're keeping themselves sharp.
@@FilmGuy7000 yes, accidentally kill the command staff leaving a berserk for a leader
Gasmasks: On
Bayonets: Affixed
TP3: Present
Yep, its Vraks time.
*Makes happy gasmask noises* :D
@@Elenrai Affix Bayonets and charge the traitor's lines in massed formation you say?!
Aww, Mamon got a well-deserved promotion. When it comes to horrifying entities from beyond the veil, you can't beat Nurgle for recognizing and rewarding an excellent job done on his behalf.
"Should the Alpha Legion ever prove duplicitous" WELL I NEVER!
Can't be, they are after all the most loyal of traitor , the most straight faced of the two faced legion
If they do prove duplicitious, Zuhfor won't know till its far far far too late LOL
We are dealing with the Alpha legion after all.
Hush HAIL HYDRA!
Shhh they are trying to figure Out wich side they are on
Perish the thought
You just gotta love the Alpha Legion. They backstabe you while making you thanking them for it with a smile.
Sounds like a good definition for diplomacy to me.
Khornante berserkers: running around the backlines and tunnels wrecking havoc.
Deathguard: saving the northern line and making no mans land a swampy hell.
Alpha legion: secretly running the war.
Iron warriors: 20:25 camps on the wall taking potshots and shouting shit at the Imperials :D
Iron warriors best legion as usual
Hydra Dominatus
as always IRON WITHIN, IRON WITHOUT
They're just there to hang out with their kindred spirits the Kriegers.
"Hi fellow Vraksian defender, we got a new command structure." "What's up?" "We are no longer fighting for that cardinal who thought he is our messiah and his bunch of religious weirdos" "Whom then?" "Word is the new leader is an uberhuman monster commanding those rampaging beasts tearing everyone into shreds" "Does not make much of a difference does it?"
With how long this is dragging out, it's going to be 60k lore.
You can't rush a masterpiece 😉
And why is that a bad thing?
chill guys it a joke
*inquisitor Arches retinue close in* all I’m seeing in this xD
It's part of the siege experience!
Me: *sees Vraks video was uploaded and is stuck in school*
Also Me: *angry gas mask noises*
Belagerungsmörser the Sheep “because it is angry”
American schools get shot up, so where do schools get gassed? Or do you just have to get creative to get on the news?
Stuck at home because of corona, watching all Vraks videos (again)
Me: *HAPPY gas mask noises*
Going against a Chaos Lord turning Demon Prince? *GASMASK NOISES INTENSIFIES!!!*
Happy gas mask noises
Arkos: Zhufor, you are a big guy.
Zhufor: for you.
P.s. every time I hear of Deacon Mamon, I can't help myself but not to think of Vee's Dnd cleric.
The fact the vee literally made an alter to chaos when they slaughtered the villagers means you might not be off
Finally another vraks! gas mask acquired and at the ready.
Pravo zboriš!
Don't forget your shovel
@@Gladoholic cuz he rock a GAZ MAZK
/watch?v=2TA9_1OwRoU
Bayonets fixed SAR!
GAZ-MAZK squad ready up, the GAZ-MAZK bong has been 🔥
Lord Nurgle has given Arch one of his blessings so that even the retelling of the Seige of Vraks will take longer
Grandpapa bless :D
Remember when Arch thought this series would be finished before the end of January?
We are so lucky 🍀
Well it's Vraks initial timetables are always short
The war is never over by Christmas. The war on Vraks however, is never over.
Also why Zufor decided to ally with Arkos was the Anarchy's Heart. It was Arkos' ship, and at this point the only chance for a conventional escape route.
Vraks simply is not kind at all to plots and plans is it?
it is the anathema to those things
yhey should probably just exterminatus the planet
You can thank the alpha legion for that
@@mochimoni1975 agreed, all value the planet had is lost and the planet is proving more and more of a festering death trap. Only choise left is to some how end that chaos rituals as fast as possible and exterminatus the cursed rock.
i agree. In fact they should have decreed exterminatus when the Khorn worshipers showed up.
More like... New episode!
Rise of my excitement.
And there goes my work productivity.
"The guardian of the throne of skulls, the most powerful bloodthirster in khorne's war band"
Arch has unlocked a new achievement : "Wrath of Skarbrand"
I just wanna yell at krieg troopers: “A corpse does nothing for the emperor. Fear not death, but remember a corpse cannot serve as you must. Instead, kill for the emperor. To die is to do nothing forever, but to kill is to serve the emperor. Go forth and serve the emperor!”
Spoken like a true commissar, bravo. 👏
At first I though the Chaos Marine in the thumbnail was holding up a scroll.....
Turns out it was an entire grown man.
Today's Episode of Vraks. A Song of Bolters and Fire: A Game of Skull-Thrones
-When your play the game of khorne your fight or you die.
When you play the game of Tzeench, you fight AND you die... Sometimes ;7
Corey Coleman and of you fight your probably going to die anyways so take your pick
Doesn't matter who's blood is spilled as long as its plenty
I hope that they make peace in the end and then go for some cake and pudding!
I sure they will , beside it just a "slight" change of management.
They do. In the most Imperial of ways.
They're sure to. Everyone knows Khornate Chaos Marines like a cup of tea and a piece of cake. After their maniac rampages for blood and skulls, obviously.
Yes grind the bones into powder replace flour for the bone. Make puddimg in the skulls of our enemies
Pudding for the pudding throne
currently undergoing cbrn training one unexpected thing was that sometimes I'd get nauseous for some weird reason other than that wearing full mopp4 gear over my military uniform and running around was surprisingly easy even in this hot weather (English isn't my 1st language so sorry for any mistakes in military terminology)
What branch also fuck cbrn 😂 I did mine for the year I’m good
"should they ever prove duplicitous" Dude, its the ALPHA LEGION.
I started to watch the series back when it first started (October I think).
Arch is till going strong...unbelievable loyalty as a Skjard for the Emperium of Man.
*Imperium
Mamon’s existence consists of lurking in the background for a while, getting kicked out of the cool kids club, then showing up to some sickly bois and almost immediately getting turned into a deamon, something that even chaos marines aspire to.
Hector Rex needs to stop making the rest of us Hectors look bad.
I swear, when I catch him next time, he's getting a hectoring like he's never had since the day his parents named him. 😠
This made me laugh far more than it should have
Hmmmmm questioning snd critizing an agent of the GOD EMPORER Most Holy Inquisition Hmmmmmmmm someone has clearly been corrupted by **** redacted
😂
Holy fuck it's been how long and I just noticed the Chronicles of Ursh on the desk in that picture of Loremaster Arch.
Really awesome touch by the artist.
Zuhfor does seem to be an excellent choice as a leader. Takes charge and takes skulls.
22:50 Holy Emperor, Nurgle is attempting to infect the Loremaster!
Arch we're already aware of the real reason your throat is so sore. Too much Slaanesh worship.
Hey man, Subverse is coming out soon...
That one guy in the background: Hahahaha fools! This was all apart of Tzeentch plan!
The emperium trully takes the adage "save a penny to spend a pound" to heart.
I told you! I told you! But, did you listen? Nooooo!
I told you we should have gone straight to exterminatus, but, you wouldn't listen would you. Now you have to face the sharp pointy teeth!
Inquisitor.....Tim.
11:22 is there a comfortable quantity of Khornate berserkers?
DO YOU HEAR THE VOICES TOO?
Richard Valdes - Rasmussen I CAN FEEL THE WARP OVERTAKING ME! IT IS A GOOD PAIN!
ENEMIES! WE NEED ENEMIES!
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!
AS YOU WISH BUT SET US LOOSE!!!
Kill, KILL *KILLLLLLL*
If only Arch didn't offend the modern inquisition, his channel would've been one of the top Warhammer channels on TH-cam.
Everytime I hear about the alpha legion, it just makes me love them even more. They are currently my favorite chaos legion
*Loyalist Chaos Legion.
You never know what they truly are.
@Arch Warhammer I want you to know you're a bastion of escapism even though you make staunchly political content as well. For example, last night I watch The NonSequitur Show hosting Jamie Boone to explain the ACA statement to Rationality Rules last week. When that was all said and done I needed to escape to a less hellish world than this: I started this series all over.
You, Sir, bring us all tremendous joy and entertainment. You channel is a place that I know (without evidence beyond my anecdote lol) others flock for escape from reality. Thanks for balancing politics, game updates and shenanigans, and actual escapist content. Keep it up mate. You've more than earned my patreon subscription.
Also, didn't Xaphen end up a Chaos Spawn?
Yes I am 100% certain that did happen.
Alpha legion offering help. (add in star wars clip: "its a trap !" )
You know when you are dealing with Alpha ligion. You are doomed for trickery and bamboozeling, only rivaled by the knife eared eldar.
*Looks at watch*
Well, what do you know it's Vraks o'clock
*starts to dig trenches*
>"plenty of "non-combatants""
>Nurgle
...I see where this is going
Khorne's warbands don't know what a non combatant is for sure
Lots of blight grenades.
"What's with that moaning? I know the rations are bad but geez.."
The Grandfather does love his zombies
And thus the storm begins to gather, and Lord Inquisitor Hector Rex is about to learn that it never rains on Vraks, but it pours.
And when it pours on Vraks it truly and utterly floods
saw the thumbnail and thought ark made a darkest dungeon mod...but it was even better,a vraks video!
I smell heresy.
I am going to need two bolters for this heresy and a flamer. Better make that a whole god damn army of duel bolters and flamers.
Deathwatch shows up with infernus heavy bolters and hands them out like party fav
*favors
Grandfather Nurgle will accommodate thee into our family.
ima gonna need TWO bayonets for this heresy
@@tealmamba6150 Is it bad that I heard Russian Badger's voice when reading that?
@@fearonpenneth never
Papa Nurgle knows how to reward good deeds
Princeps Augustus veered Warhound Bellum Canis slightly to the right and casually strolled up the slight rise, both for the high ground advantage, and because the TP3 didn't quite reach the crest of that island of relative safety.
Relative being the key word here.
Instead the wisps of green tinted fog drifted about the landscape below, mostly obscured by a thicker layer of fog above the TP3 that was the cause of Bellem's constant whining.
Ironically, Augustus was the one who was unhappy about this assignment, whereas Bellus Canis was the one that demanded they take it.
Bella Canis was a young warhound of a mere 221 years since the date of his first activation. he was, by far, the youngest titan in the warp runners. The older warhounds were different, not in form or purpose, but in attitude. They liked operating in packs. the more the merrier. Even if this was in direct contradiction to orders forbidding such tactics. They operated in packs of two guarding a pack of two, that often was back up for a pack of two. A violation for mechanicus policy, but one over looked because of the warp runner's exemplary history.
But not Bellus. He was a lone wolf and did not like working in a pack. He preferred the thrill of the hunt and did not function well in group formations. Bellus Canis had a poor understanding of the concept of "wait". He was the last titan to be put in sleep mode for transport to a battle zone and the first one to awaken upon arrival.
Which was fine. Even the Warp Runners need someone willing to do solo assignments, and the older titans were more then willing to let the young pup have at said assignments, such as forward scout or "sheep dog" duty.
"Sheep Dog" duty being a derogatory term for when you have to perform escort duty for "Sheep". In this case, the "Sheep" were Krieg tanks operating in a toxic bog where the very air can melt, flesh, bone, metal and stone. Only chemically treated surfaces with specific could last and even then, almost everything will break down eventually. A vast poisonous bog which an inquisitor had ordered be taken and all chaos agents purged by bolter and blade, faith and fire.
Easier said than done.
Bellus was the only one who leapt at the chance to assist the tanks. Tanks were easy prey and they would attract many things for the titan to kill.
Still. He kept whining about his itchy feet.
Which is to say, Princeps Augustus "heard" the whining in his head. Bellus Canis was a young warlord and had pent much of his time in sleep mode, traveling from one battle to another. He was also sort of... stupid... for a titan. Less conversational, more emotional. In some ways it made interfacing with him harder, but easier to control. Bellus was like an impulsive child. Not especially bright, so you have to very careful what orders you give him, but like a child, he WANTS a firm hand to guide him.
Harder to get results, easier to control. It was a trade off.
And Sheep Dog Duty was easy. Use your auspex to scan the terrain. Send the scans to central processing so they can update the maps of the Krieg tanks in real time. Make sure to look for the deep shell holes and trenches that filled with the TP3 gas. If a tank falls into one of those, there won't be enough time to pull them out.
Still. Bellus Canis kept sending the sensation of itchy feet to Princeps Augustus again... and again... and again...
"Bellus Canis. Do you wish to withdraw for repairs?" Augustus asked for the twentieth time today.
Bellus let out an electronic sigh and Augustus could "Feel" Bellus respond in the negative. It was estimated it might be another century or two before Bellus Canis developed true speech. The tech priests all fretted about it. Augustus thought he'd be dead long before that, so not his problem, not his concern. Bellus understood what he was told, even if he could not talk properly in response, and that is all that mattered.
Augustus unlinked long enough to sweep his cybernetic eyes over the interior of the main cabin. the two Moderati were doing their jobs, assisted by two servitors. He cycled to the point of view of his third servitor in the power core. The tech priest was chanting as usual, but for good reason. The main reactor was showing abnormal readings. The heart of the Titan was "troubled", and this was never good. Still, it was within operational parameters, if uncomfortably close to acceptable safety limits. Augustus knew what the problem was.
Bellus Canis was bored.
He unlinked with the servitor and relinked with Bellus to perform another sensor sweep when the distress call came in. The garbled message reeked of panic and desperation. In his eyes an overlay of the are flashed and the tank in question was identified. Krieg Unit #8171. It was on forward scout duty and had encountered a rather large blast crater in it's path. This forced it to go the around the long way, which took it further away from the main body. It was isolated.
Wolves often go for the sheep that has wandered furthest from the flock.
They were as good as dead, not the first to die this day, and not the last. However, after a minute, it became clear they were not quite as dead as Augustus had first assumed. One of their crew members grabbed three Det-Packs, climbed outside into the poisonous fog, and lived long enough to charge their attacker and blow himself up.
The explosion either killed the attacker, or chased it off. Still, the tank was in a bad spot. Literally. The attacker had lifted the tank up and flipped it onto it's side. The tank could not move under it's own power, and a tank that cannot move is as good as dead. Nobody could reach it in time to try and save it. Nobody, except for Bellus Canis.
The Moderati ran the calculations. Probabilities scrolled through his implants.
#8171 Unmodified survival: 0.000%
Bellus Canis Reaches #8171 before environmental failure causes crew death: 87%
Recovery unit #104 reaches #8171 before catastrophic damage renders #8171 unsalvageable: 64%
Before crew death: 0.000%
#8171 Bait for trap: 21%
Perpetrator Dead: 8%
Perpetrator In target Zone: 46%
RECOMMENDATION: Abandon Unit #8171. Contact Recovery Unit #104 for salvage of #8171. Proceed with primary mission.
Fine advice. However, there was one slight problem.
//Perpetrator In target Zone: 46%//
Bellus wanted to HUNT.
Princeps and Titan locked horns. It was a tale older than the imperium. Nothing unusual about it. Augustus was almost certain to win this contest of wills. The problem is, every time Augustus wins, the main reactor becomes more "troubled". Here, in this flat open area, the tanks were unlikely to get ambushed. However, there was a ridge 5 miles ahead where an ambush was almost certain. Augustus would need Bellus to be compliant and that means he needs to blow off some steam.
Augustus ran through his inputs and projections. The front units were a bit too far ahead. Krieg guardsmen tended to be a bit too aggressive. They could stand to wait for 10 minutes to allow the units lagging behind to catch up. Chances are he could go rescue the tank and return to formation in under six minutes. Augustus hated cherry picking, but it would make Bellus easier to handle later. Bellus Canis was growling in his mind. The Tech Priest shouting over the intercom grew increasing hysterical. He was practically going into apoplectic shock demanding that Augustus comply with the will of his titan.
Augustus relented.
The Tech Priests shouts of joy were most annoying. Augustus togged off the feed from the power core, cutting off the Tech priest in mid sentence. It wasn't that Augustus didn't believe in the Omnissah. It was just non-stop praise and worship was the tech priest's job. Augustus didn't have time for that. he let the Moderati handle contacting the "Sheep" and ordering the front units to halt their advance until he returned to formation and the rear units finished catching up.
In his mind, Bellus Canis bellowed a war cry. The Hunt was on, and nothing was going to stand in his way. As he closed, auspexs showed that the tank was a third of the way around a large lake of TP3. Bellus changed course, but still hugged the shore line way too close for Augustus comfort. Still, some good news. The tank appeared to be mostly intact. One good shove and it should be back on it's tracks and can retreat under it's own power. Bellus didn't care. He was hunting. Saving the tank was secondary. That was the excuse, the perpetrator was the prize. This was all he was focused on.
Which is why he stumbled into the trap.
Someone had dug a trench and filled it with quicksand-like mud. Only five meters deep and not that wide, but still, deep enough to get stuck up to his second leg joints.
The pain wasn't that bad, but it was unexpected. Bellus Canis howled in rage and pain, both in his mind and with his internal and external speakers. The Tech priest shrieked in terror loud enough you could hear him in the main cabin without the internal communicator. Augustus shut that nonsense down and took control.
now, one of the advantages of the backwards bending knee is that it acts like a spring and can store a great deal of kinetic energy to do something a mega-tonnage titan normally shouldn't do.
It can jump.
Two seconds of coiling up, and Bellus Canis shot out of the pit, sending a spray of acidic muck everywhere. Superficial damage, at worse, but the spray covered most of the titan. External sensors were all damaged. The legs were now pitted. The trap would have killed a tank, but is merely proving to be annoying for the warhound. Still, it might be best to withdraw for repairs at this point. There were always more Krieg tanks. It takes a long time to replace a titan. However, while the damage reports filtered in, something was nagging at the back of his mind.
Bellus Cainis was... "off".
The titan was feeling something it didn't understand. It sent the feeling to Augustus, a feeling of confusion along with it. He didn't know what this feeling was. Augustus understood what it was, and yes, in all the years he had been the princeps of Bellus Canis, this was the first time he ever felt this feeling from his Warhound.
Bellus Canis was feeling fear.
And it was growing.
Augustus cycled through the sensor arrays trying to pin point why he was afraid. Everything was pitted. Everything was covered in muck. Pinpointing the problem might take a while.
Then he felt the sharp pain in his neck.
Something was climbing up the side of the titan and punching holes in the armor for hand holds.
Sensors only revealed a fun house version of the thing, warped and murky. It was humanoid. No matter. Augustus didn't need fine details, only it's location.
Augustus slapped the side of his neck. The Warhound's mega-bolter followed suit.
Normally Augustus would never bash something with a mega-bolter, but it was likely already damaged and needed to be replaced. What damage might happen using it to crush this insect crawling up the side of his titan was of little importance.
Then the Arm with the mega-bolter fell off.
Bellus Canis didn't howl this time. Bellus Canis was in shock. This was the first time it ever came close to the concept of it's own mortality. In a way, this was good. Augustus didn't need Bellus freaking out. A quick scan of readings from the arm before it fell off showed that something punctured the side of the arm and dropped a canister inside a maintenance shaft. It rolled down to the joint and exploded with acidic goo. a second later, the arm fell off.
Augustus knew they were in trouble.
The time for half measures was gone. He needed this thing off and once it was, he could bring the plasma cannon to bear. Few things could stand bathing in heat that rivals a sun.
Augustus channeled an electrical change into the hull of the ship, but too much muck was covering the titan. The electrical charge was being spread too thin. All it was doing was cause steam to rise from the hull and didn't seem to be slowing "it" down. He turned the power off and activated the Servitors. They each headed to a different airlock. They had installed magnets in their limbs so they could perform repairs on the outside of the titan. Yes, they wouldn't last more then a few minutes in this toxic atmosphere, but they wouldn't need to. They just needed to knock it loose.
The first one was taken out without ever seeing it.
The second one caught a glimpse of a bolter shoved in it's face.
The third one was successful in grappling with the plague marine.
Plague. Fucking. Marine.
Now it was Princeps Augustus' turn to feel fear.
The Servitor grappled with the marine, trying to knock it lose. It rocked back and forth. It then made a mistake. It stabbed two servo arms into the sides of the Plague marine.
The resulting spray of puss and gore splattered over the Servitor and within three seconds, every major joint suffered structural failure. The fourth second the Plague marine shrugged. The servitor fell away in pieces. Then the plague marine scurried up the side of the Titan to land on top of the main crew compartment.
Augustus was boggled. Plague marines were slow. Methodical. This thing was fast. Really Fast. So fast Augustus doubted it was actually a plague marine. This pondering of the nature of the attacker was a mistake. It gave it the few seconds it needed to punch open an airlock and drop a canister inside. The outside sensors were damaged, but the ones inside the airlock functioned. Augustus could see it was a canister of TP3.
The canister combined the binary agents and pure concentrated TP3 was filling the compartment. The automatic defenses worked against the titan as they attempted to suck up the offending gas. This just spread the gas into the substructure as it dissolved the vents that were pulling the gas away.
Augustus overroad the safety protocols. and opened all the hatches on the ship. Not to buy time, but to give Augustus an exit. Bellus Canis' last message was one of shock and confusion mixed with betrayal. Augustus wish he had time to explain as he disconnected, but time was a fungible resource he didn't have to waste. If Augustus left right now, and ran full speed, he could possibly reach a nearby Krieg tank and thus be rescued.
Bellus Canis was already dead, the machine spirit just didn't know it yet.
Protocol was clear. Only one out of ten million have what it takes to be a Princeps. At this point, his orders would be to save himself. no matter the cost.
Fuck Protocol.
Princeps Augustus was going to die, but he was going to take that thing with him. He didn't have time to activate the self destruct before the TP3 killed him, but if he could get to the power core, he could activate it manually. The Tech Priest could as well, but his faith would never allow him to intentionally kill a titan, even if it was already dead. Augustus had sent him a message to do it, but got no response, Augustus would have to do it himself.
Augustus toggled off his pain receptors as he launched himself out the airlock. He had his own magnetic attachments that would allow him to scuttle over the surface of the ship faster then the servitors. He also had gravity on his side, as the power core air lock was straight down.
As he closed in on the airlock, the Tech Priest finished overriding the override, and closed the airlock.
Augustus cursed the Tech Priest and reached out to open the hatch. Once reconnected, he would easily override the tech Priest. He was the Princeps and his code would countermand any other crew member. One slight problem.
His arm was missing.
Augustus realized his mistake. If he had left his pain receptors at 1%, he wouldn't have been that hampered, but would have known his hand was shot off. He wouldn't have lost precious moments bringing his secondary servo arm to bear. The plague marine wouldn't have caught up with him and grabbed him by the top of his head and pulled him up and away from the airlock to look at him...
Cybernetic Sensor to putrescent mass where a face should be.
The maggot filled orifice that resembled a mouth moved. The Plague Marine spoke. His voice was surprisingly crisp, clear, and in a manner, almost sensual. He uttered just two words, then with horrific strength hurled the Princeps into a high lazy arc that would land him in the Lake of TP3 next to the Warhound.
If the impact didn't kill him, the TP3 certainly would.
Augustus could have spent his last few moments thinking about how to survive. Maybe he could figure out how to run out of the TP3 or maybe the impact would create a downward cushion of air that would give him a moment to escape death. he didn't bother.
Instead, he spent those last few moments contemplating the Plague Marine's cryptic message.
What, in the name of the Omnissiah, was a "Sluggy" and why were their "four" of them?
Curious is this something out of the Vracks books or did you right this yourself? If it is your own work, well done.
It is something I wrote based on what Arch has been uploading. It is part of the "Slug Saga". The last part was in the comments of the previous video. The next video will have the conclusion.
@@TheEldritchGod I look forward to reading the conclusion, again well done.
Holy hell I just finished watching over 30 hours of Vraks straight AMAZING job sir the Emperor protects.
I wanna know more about the iron warriors and what they did,being veterans and so. Arch barely talked about them,giving priority to the khornates and the nurgle heretics
Wait, wasn't Zufor dupposed to be in Terminator Armour ? :/
Not versed in the fluff, but I think Chaos Lords does rock out in either Horus Heresy era armour or pillaged armour sets or pieces.
If he does have Terminator Armour, he would have to kill previous wearer and get it. These doesn’t come readily unless a warband is really good at storming fortress monasteries and forge worlds, or good at killing follow Chaos Terminators
@@arjusarauis9901 , the thing is that his official Forge World model does... :/
T. Oh, then my agologies. Never knew he’s actually a special named character on tabletop, no idea why the art work showed him wearing normal armor
Holy shit. I actually managed to catch up! Nice work Arch, can't wait for the next one
This has been by far one of the few things I can't wait to watch every time it appears :)
one thing i have gotten from this series, is the borderline ASMR experience that could be gotten from an arch audio book reading.
Is it just me or does it feel like Mamoon (or however u spell it) got to daemon princehood...fairly easy? As far as I recall, he corrupted to Cardinal (yes over years, not easy I admit) and then possibly made sure the astropaths died during the revolution so the Cardinal would be forced to fight and not talk...and then introduced some chaos symbols people didn’t understand and so didn’t mean anything really
After that....I think he just...survived....and he’s a frigging prince!??! Jeez...if its that easy....there must be thousands of princes...which makes me think the daemon primarchs might not be quite so great
You had me with warms the cockles of a cold..... - I do love your work, please do continue ^)
I feel like this story is missing something though. Like Death Korp bravely winning the siege. And just as they take over the citadel completely Orks land with a huge Waaagh! Now it is the Death Korp who has to hold out.
Abaddon the harmless? More like Failbaddon the spanked😂
Minor mistake Arch, Xaphan turn into a chaos spawn, he didn’t get a clean dead.
Honestly, this series has skyrocketed its way to the top of my hype list. This is all I wait for every Friday 😭
"The difference between heresy and treachery is ignorance"
Khorne might not care where the blood flows, but his followers might. | 9:18 - The one who can't keep his arms on. | 16:20 - Well...Khorne certainly got his blood and skulls... | 18:30 - Although his expresses that with slowly lethal and disfiguring diseases...Daemon Prince? It's got worse again.
Oh fuck yeah, I have been waiting all weeks for this.
Tbh the Vraksians only lasted so long because of their insane fortifications and Imperial high command's incompetence. The men of Krieg have shown time and time again who is the superior soldier. Any idiot can mow people down from the safety of a rockcrete bunker. And now they're sending their own civilians into the meat grinder, shameful.
The way Arch pronounces Vraks is so satisfying
I rushed over here faster than it took Guilliman to proclaim the Imperium Secundus
More NURGLE, MOAR KHORNE!! MOAR WAR!!!! BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GAHHHHHHHD BLOOOD FOR THE BLOOOOOOOOOOD GAHHHHHD! AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Ehre
Always appreciated, can't wait to get another dose of Vraks.
Get well soon. Praised be the omnissiah.
Random thought while listening to this... The former bodyguards, the Adepta Sororitas.... did they just perish in their jail?
Probably sacrificed at some point. Seriously they are known as the Emperors Brides so I think you can see the irony of the Brides of the “Corpse Emperor” (I apologize Big E) being sacrificed to Chaos
Gotta love the Alpha Legion and their shenanigans.
Gets a joint and chair, ah yes time for Game Of Warhammer, with not the buttfucked storyline.
Twenty six minutes (this week), of sitting down listening too arch narrate a decent book series, well that sounds nice indeed dosent it?
(Unless you don't smoke 😅😁)
About the start of the video...
There once was a castle besieged by several thousand soldiers. Defended by the wife of the local lord, gone to war, and 20-odd butlers with one or two soldiers... Several monthes later, the attackant "convinced" the defenders, still holding strong in the keep, to surrender for the lifes of "a couple" hostages...
Defensive positions are quite the force multiplier, and the Vrakksians had quite a lot of them...
In the grim darkness of the future..... There is only siege of vraks.
Zuhfor-s is strong with this one!
Does anyone know if there exists anywhere an extended version of the ending theme? I really like it.
Khorne: Can we not with the magic right now
Magician: Oh ok mmmmm no
Khorne: *sends Kharn*
Magician: fuck fuck fuck
Kharn: *Cut a hole through the wall* Here’s Kharney!
Magician: no please!
Kharn: *Kills the magician*
And everyone lived hap... no that’s not right after all in the grim darkness of the future there is only war
Abbadon knew he had a good plan, he could feel it in his jellies.
Let's hope that at least some the Vraks fights dead made it to the Emperor upon their deaths. They may be needed in the future.
Also, pretty sure the Cardinal became a Chaos Spawn.
•gasmask:on
•no.98 lucius pattern lasgun:loaded
•Vast artillery batteries:Armed
•TP3:stockpiled
ITS SIEGING TIME
Bayonet:Fixed
Entrenching tool:Sharpened
Cold beer, hot steak, and a new arch Vraks video. Enlightenment achieved.
Gratulerer med 17. mai Arch Warhammer!
And i, as always, have enjoyed it. thank you
Is there some simular kind of thing for warhammer fantasy? I really enjoyed the logistical aspects of the siege of Vraks, and think it would be interesting if GW did a simular kind of book series about medieval siege warfare in wh fantasy
Hey Arch. You by chance would you consider taking another look at Surviving Mars? You seemed to like it but give it a lot of tough love, and I think in the about a year since launch it improved a lot.
Oh hell yes! Another Vraks video!
Thank you Arch !
Arch says that Xaphon died, sacrificed to the Khorne daemon, but every wiki says that *spoiler alert* Cardinal Xaphon was found in the dungeons, turned into That Which Shall Not Be Named. Hm.
Abaddon! ...the harmless. OOF
Are we sure those Iron Warriors aren't actually descendants of Dorn? They seem to be fortifying their position a little too well.
Iron Warriors are superior to those scum
@@AverageSol Get back to digging trenches
Nope Iron warriors are downright superior to Dorn’s Bastards
editing done : Iron warriors are siege experts and as such you learn how to make a fort as well as how to siege one ,these ones are also from the heresy by sounds and it stands to reason to me that they could make a good fortification
Iron Warriors are also talented at fortifying their positions. Reference the Iron Cage.
Siege of Vrak Ep. 1: The armory has enough weaponry to supply a whole sector.
Siege of Vraks Ep IDK 10+ years later: The armory is starting to run dry.
Now THAT'S what I call a war.
I believe that the a large number have been captured at this point
Many were destroyed and captured.
I’m confused as to how Zhufor could get An’ggrath’s true name.
But what confuses me more is the conflicting sources of the most powerful Daemon of Khorne.
Some say it’s An’ggrath, others say it’s Skarbrand, others say it’s Angron and some others say it’s Doombreed.
I CANT GET AN ANSWER!
It's the warp everything and nothing makes sense also I imagine the most strongest daemon for khorne is more then likely fluid like the blood river, one day its An'ggrath, some it's skarbrand, others it's angron, and at times it's doombreed and so there's that
As for how he got the daemons’ name; as arch said he was likely given it by someone higher up the chaos food chain who had an interest in seeing the war escalate - such as a certain warmaster of chaos