In the vast expanse of the Warhammer 40k universe, battles rage on tabletops across the globe, each telling its own unique story of heroism, betrayal, and glory. In this blog post, we delve into the heart of the community, where players come together to craft narratives that rival the lore of the Imperium itself.
In the grim darkness of the far future, where war is eternal and the forces of Chaos reign supreme, a harrowing clash of titanic proportions unfolded on the blood-soaked battlegrounds. Picture this: a relentless struggle between the malevolent Chaos Cultists and the dreaded Chaos Knight Desecrator, facing off against the indomitable might of The Lion, Grand Master Belial, and Battle Brother Gough. As the tension mounts and the stakes soar, join us as we delve into the heart of this 600-point skirmish, where every move could mean the difference between victory and oblivion. Brace yourselves for an adrenaline-fueled journey through the annals of war, where heroes are forged and legends are shattered amidst the chaos of battle.
Warhammer 40,000: Dark Angels vs Chaos Marines 600 point skirmish!
The Heretic Precept Mierda of the chaos Knight House Serrated Cog summoned her traitorous cultist to her banner in an effort to defend an outpost that was under siege from the ferocious Dark Angels. As the siege was in full swing, the Lion along with Belial and Dreadnought Brother Gough. Inserted to a small lightly guarded area of the outpost far from where the main forces of the Dark Angels were engaged with the main body of the outposts defenses. Precept Mierda who did not join her fellow Knights in the main siege of the outpost, found herself and her Cultist crossing paths with the Lion himself. The small strike team caught the Heretics by surprise and Brother Gough inflicted a devastating blow to Precept Mierda almost overloading her Knights core, while also firing frag rockets into the unaware cultist turning 5 unlucky souls into chucks of chard meat and bone. Giving the Lion and Belial an opportunity to close the gap between them and the filthy heretics.
After recovery from a devastating barrage of las fire and rockets. Precept Mierda flanked left and zeroed in on Brother Gough and in one devastating barrage ended the life of Brother Gough. While now being enraged and insane the Traitor Enforcer barked at his cultist to take down the big guy, and with a spit filled howl the lunatics blindly followed their master's orders and charged the Lion......
With the loss of Brother Gough and the gap quickly closing between the Lion and the heretic forces.
Both the Lion and Belial released a controlled burst of bolter rounds into the insane mob and Precept Mierda's Knight. The Lion managed to send 4 more cultists to their unholy graves, while Belial crippled the Knight.
Enraged at how this alteration was going Precept Mierda barked harshly at her Traitor Enforcer to get his men to, "Charge that damn giant!!!". As she lined herself up to fire another barrage aimed directly at Belial. In what she chocked up to her Knights combat systems failing, she watched as Belial remained standing after the dust settled from her shots. Meanwhile the Cultist mob with weapons raised and with a fool's bravery charged into the Lion in brutal combat. But with a keen battle-tested mind of martial combat, the Lion in one fell sweep beheaded all but 2 of the 11 cultists that charged him.
Discord ~ Ernie and Morty
The Lion and his inhuman situational awareness sensed that the Traitor Enforcer and his Ogryn bodyguard quickly flanked behind him.
Looking over to his son Belial preparing himself to face off with the dreadful Knight. Without words both warriors fired bursts of bolter shells into the Knight but with no avail. The Knight continued to close in on her prey.
The Traitor Enforcer sees his target distracted by his remaining cultist and his Precept. Took his chance to charge the Lion from behind, with fury and a sense of bravado pounding in his chest. As he charged from behind the Lion, the chaos of battle seemed to come to a hult and everything went quiet. As the bravado pounding in his chest moments before......faded. He watched in shocked horror as he witnessed his unholy master....his beloved leader.....his fierce Precept.....explode as her Knights thermal core ignited. As the ball of fire that was once his Precept fell away to the harsh wind.
Conclusion
He looked down at the smoke coming from the barrel of a storm bolter, that sat firmly in the hands of the one they called Belial. But his glance was once more stolen by the sight of his cultist and bodyguard laying in ruin at the feet mighty demi-god..... looking up at the one responsible.....a single name that seemed to travel in on the harsh wind into his mind....The Lion.......and the sight of a mighty and noble Knight clad in centuries old battle armor was the last thing his soul would ever witness in this world as his head fell from his shoulders
