It was the break of dawn when the first shots were fired on the battle field. Bran Redmaw was rinding in his Land Raider with Askel Asmundson, Ulrich Goldenclaw and his full pack of Grey Hunters. To his east came the bulk of the army with two Rhinos and two Predator tanks. Even further east was the Dreadnought Absalon and a unit of Wolf Scouts.
The Dreadnought and Predator tanks brought about many shots into a large Tyranid. The sounds of the Lascannons, missle launcher and Autocannon were music to Bran's ears. He did not get to hear the next volley onto the large Tyranid, but he heard the whip and crackle of Lightning and knew it was his Rune Priests bringing their powers to bear upon the mighty beast. Two of his guards fell in the onslaught and the beast ran for cover.
A Spore pod dropped from the skies and a group of floating Tyranids flowed forth using a building as partial cover from the guns of the Predator tanks. The priests stopped their use of the warp several times. Our mighty land raider turned upon them with a barrage of weapons fire that would have killed entire packs, but not a single wound was caused. This back and forth of firing kept going for many hours as the rhinos started to move west to gain cover and move to where their own psychic abilities could be used without interruption.
A large tyranid came forth from the ground to attack from the east. The Predator tanks turned and fired many lascannon shots into it along with our priests bringing forth the lightning. It fell like a large tree, lying on the ground with many holes breathing fire from its carcass.
The lightning flowed from the skies again, but the might jaws of the wolves of Fenris did not bite. Many more weapons were shot at the floating Tyranids without a single wound being dealt. Out of the Skies came a winged Tyrant and he immobolized a Predator tank as a group of Tyranids shot and removed weapons from the other. Our brothers were lost not soon after as the winged Tyrant moved into combat with our brothers in the rhinos. The group of Genestealers rolled over the predator tanks demolishing them and destroying those within never losing strides and moving towards the rhinos.
In a desperate effort to turn the tides of the battle, or brothers lead by Halvard Halfwolf and Zeth Longfurr exited their rhinos and destroyed the winged Tyrant. It was quite a battle as the beast shrugged off many wounds before falling to a mighty blow from Longfurr's Powerfist. At the same time, Bran Redmaw lead his unit from his rhino and into an assault upon a pack of small Tyranids, the floating beasts and its pod. Our mighty Jarl struck first ripping through five small beasts. Askel and a few of his brothers killed eight more with their blows. The floating Tyranids were next as two fell into heaps as our brothers slashed at them with their chainswords. The beasts then struck back and three of our brothers took blows to remove them from battle. The pod was then ripped through with chainswords and to finish the battle, Goldenclaw struck down the last floating Tyranid and waited for the next wave of Tyranids to come... but they didnt... the Tyranids fell back and what looked like the end became a victory for our Great Company!
In the end, no one can recall what happened to Absalon or the unit of Wolf Scouts to his east. All that can be told of their story is that many Genestealer Tyranids lead by a vicious Broodlord came charging from the east demolishing everything in their way. The only trace of the Wolf Scouts were guns and armor and Lord Absalon was damaged beyond repair. If any brothers have an account of this, please come tell me the tale.
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Pictures from Thursday's games will be posted here prolly tomorrow. :)
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