Battle Reports

The war for El'lyer saw many great battles between many different factions. Here we compile all battles fought in the Crusade game mode, if the battles are not fought in Crusade. They can either be considered non-canon or as small skimishes between factions. All battles here are considered big and important battles.

Assault of Osiris Super Weapon Facility from the view of the Revenant Shield-Host

The death korps could not be allowed to settle on this planet. Not yet.

Fulchia Aereus had been briefed about the encounter with the Death Korps of Krieg. Their previous strikes had gone excellently, with minimal return time required, but the tank divisions of the Krieg expeditionary force managed to single-handedly destroy three of the revenants. Outrageous. That could not be allowed to stand. It was a problem and a nuisance. If too many losses were taken, they might even have to back away from El’lyer. That’d be a first, and not a step Aereus would have the company take yet.

The battle had barely started

Four Custodians killed.

By all that is considered holy.

That tank division must have come straight out of the warp with those weapons. Truly laughable, what they had to fire at them to have a chance.

But it was working. Damn them all, inventive vermin.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were in the camp already, on the slope of a T’au ruin, now a hill after its collapse. He could still hear the orders from their castellans -the only with actual honour, if Garelius was to be believed. He had laughed after telling Fulchia how one had managed to stabbed him- no smile upon his face now. His vanguard had died after advancing for the hill, and he almost took a-

He had spotted the assassin on the tower just now. A vindicare, a hero-killer. The ministrorum was getting involved? Truly rage-inducing. How did they judge them the biggest threat? Seven demon primarchs are walking the eye of terror, which now spans the entire galaxy due to the actions of Abbadon and Harkon. Yet they choose to aim at those who choose to fight the forces of the warp. How can such braindead hypocrites rule our divine homeland? We ought to return and k-

They were losing, but the arrival of the Rubrum Stella at least dealt a blow to the battle lines of the enemy. They charged through the lines, Garelius took out a line and headed for the tank platoon, and Alta absorbed the last of their fire. And what were they to see but five of their brethren, clad in red gold

Then more of our brothers shall die today.

The assassin killed Garelius. Aereus ordered the Redens Ferrae to retreat, plunging himself into the gap they had left. He slew the Vexilla Bearer, he slew a sword wielder, their captain struck him. He thought the hatred in his brother’s eyes to be truly magnificent. “If you are still a Custodian, brother, I have done no wrong. Red is of the blood god.” He stabbed his lance into the ground, turned the force blade to the highest setting, and turned tail.

Assault of Kor’pel

<STOICI-14, UPDATE ON T’AU POSITIONS ?>

The Princeps of the Stoici-14 infiltrators heard his Dominus’ enquiry  very clearly.

<T’au forces are currently moving into the edges of the Kor’pel ruins, estimated arrival at our lines within T minus 5 Minutes>

His Servo-Skull scanned the T’au forces carefully.

<PRIMARY TARGETS DESIGNATED, SENDING INFORMATION TO ALL UNITS>

The Princeps could feel his mindbanks being filled with holy new information. A ritual all the Adeptus Mechanicus considered most divine. He learned that the troop movements matched those under the command of the Xeno known as Fireblood.

<RETURN TO YOUR DEFENSIVE POSITION, PRINCEPS>

Even if the Stoici-14 wished to ignore this demand, they could never hope to do so. As it was spoken by a superior in the holy binary script. Thus, they walked with immense precision, ensuring that no sound was made with every step. But still with such speed that they could position themselves properly before the T’au even arrived.

Techpriest Dominus Sagos Aventii felt a surge of satisfaction as he saw his troops moving exactly in the positions he had demanded them to move into. All was going to plan.

Minutes later, the silhouette of the T’au warmachines could be seen at the end of the long-ruined street that Sagos Aventii had chosen as his defensive position. [CALCULATING TIME TO ARRIVAL; 2 MINUTES AND 36 SECONDS] Sagos felt annoyed, he had calculated his troops to be in perfect battle position just a few seconds later. His annoyance was increased when he saw that the STOICI-14 Infiltrators were not yet fully finished readying their machinery, he calculated that because of this, they would not be ready in the first stage of battle.

This was a great shame, but no matter in the long term. They could survive this.

The T’au crept ever closer, their great machines showing more and more of their intricate Xeno design.

Sagos had his army calibrate their shots one more time, and then…

All hell broke loose.

Through the firing of guns and the clashing of steel was seen an Adeptus Mechanicus victory unfolding.

Sagos felt great satisfaction, for victory was surely at hand. The last T’au breacher team would surely retrea..

He was cut off, as surprise took him. The Breachers, surrounded by enemies and in no hope of victory, charged forth into his Vanguard anyways. They were quickly cut down of course, but Sagos had rarely encountered such suicidal wrath in organics. It appeared that the T’au really were ready to die for their planet, that was interesting. He sent the information gathered during the battle back to his fortress of Syvvar-12. Much could be learned from these curious creatures.

Battle over Kor'pel artifacts

<WARNING, CUSTODIAN THREAT1 DETECTED>

Sagos felt shudders over his spine as his worst fear was confirmed by the scouting party. When he had gotten reports of enemy movement on the borders of Kor’pel, he had hoped that this had not meant *these* enemies. Ever since their first battle, the Custodians of the Revenant Shield-Host had been nothing but a thorn in his side, snatching artifacts and important data right out of his clutches. And now they had come to do the very same thing again, he had only just started the process of uncovering the relics of this city, but somehow the Custodian movement suggested they already knew the location of at least one of these artifacts. They were moving exactly towards it.

As quickly as he could, he ordered his troops to position themselves in a perfect firing line in front of the site of the relic. If those foolish Custodians would try to take the relic now, they would be met with a fire and death they will never forget. As quickly as possible, his troops readied themselves and calculated the perfect angles for fire. Sagos felt confident, he had heard of the Custodian defeat at Osiris, if the Ghostwatch could defeat them, then surely the might of the Omnissiah would crush these treacherous fools. As the Custodians appeared on the horizon, Sagos could not help but smirk. Today was going to be a great victory for the Wisdom Seekers.

He could not have been more wrong.

Enough shots to destroy an Imperial Knight had hit the Custodian lines, but apart from two unlucky Custodian troops. This barrage of fire had not harmed them. And when the Custodian troops inevitably reached his lines, the brave Skitarii had stood no chance. Sagos was surrounded, and after fighting valiantly everything had gone black.

He awoke several hours later. Techpriests around him were busy doing emergency repairs on his broken body. Sagos carefully looked around, and to his surprise he recognized the building he was in as the Repair Bay he had constructed in Kor’pel. This must mean they still held the city. As if they had heard what the Dominus had thought, Maren-66 entered the room to report to their master. ‘’We negotiated a treaty, sir’’ said Maren. ‘’They will allow us to hold the city and have spared some of our troops, but in return they have taken the artifacts we found here.’’ Sagos was surprised, he had not expected the Custodians to act so diplomatically. All his encounters with them had ended in bloodshed and death. This had made him assume they were nothing more than ruthless barbarians, corrupted by the Ruinous powers to bring death to all. This act had proven him wrong; the Revenant Shield-Host were more then just killers and hoarders of artifacts. They could be reasoned with.

Despite his defeat, Sagos felt happy about this revelation. Diplomacy was still on the table, perhaps one day we might work together. Sagos made sure to remember and properly store this information on his databanks. These Custodians were not as lost as he had assumed.

Battle over the Throne of Dawn's archeotech storage

The Ghostwatch were the first to reach the Throne of Dawn. However whilst setting up their defences they were attacked by the Crimson Surgeons who also wanted to claim the crashed ship's Archeotech. The ensuing battle was won by the Ghostwatch and the Surgeons were forced to retreat.

Assault on the Throne of Dawn

The silhouette of a gigantic crashed ship towered over the horizon. An incredible hunk of broken metal and tainted steel. Within it, surely lay contained some of the greatest technologies that mankind had produced. But Sagos had been too late. All reports had already confirmed that the Ghostwatch had claimed whatever relic they had found within the old ship for themselves. Whatever it was, it rightfully was the Mechanicus’ property, and Sagos knew that he would need a powerful relic like this one in battles to come.

<DEFENCES SPOTTED> The Sycarians had found the Ghostwatch troops, who were heavily fortified within the crashed remains of the ship. <89.5% CHANCE THAT THE RELIC IS STILL UNDER REPAIR> That was great news. Whatever the Ghostwatch found in the ship, most evidence suggested they were obviously still busy repairing the device. And thus, could not use it to defend themselves. Sagos believed this battle would go very well, although the Ghostwatch were nothing to underestimate, Sagos had brought in some reinforcements. With a faint feeling of superiority, he looked up to the towering construct besides him. The Imperial Knight *The Lion of Gravigne.* Piloted by her Lady Laura de Gardesse, who had always come to his aid when he needed her most.

He scanned the fortifications, the Ghostwatch had spotted them and was ready for battle. There would be no negotiations today.

The sound of lasgun and galvanic rifle fire filled the air. And Skitarii and Guardsmen fell left and right, but it soon became clear that the Mechanicus’ forces were outmatched. Sagos saw his forces fall, until only Maren-66 and Laura remained. Laura too, had seen the Mechanicus’ forces falter, she herself had not been able to engage much throughout the battle. As she had been locked down by the enemy Shadowsword tank. Now that only her friends remained, she could wait no longer. An enemy assassin sprung forth. No doubt hoping to attack and kill Sagos before he could respond, but Laura could not wait and see her friend perish. She lunged forth from cover and crushed the assassin with her Thunderstrike gauntlet. Immediately she took the initiative, firing all her weapons in the lines of the Guard, felling many under her furious assault. But even this attack could not save the battle, they were too badly outnumbered. And after *The Lion of Gravigne* sustained heavy damages, she and the remaining Syvvarites were forced into retreat.

The Relic could not be theirs.

Slaughter of the Crimson Surgeons

Aereus pulled his lance out of the fallen captain’s back. He pulled his jetbike up, rising above the walls with and immediate evasive manoeuvre and surveyed the battlefield in a couple of glances. The battlefield was covered in disgraceful red, blood and armour alike. The foe this time was no heretic, no misguided guardians of the throne, no death-seeking guardsmen, no tech-priests on the cusp of heresy.

They were loyal astartes. Misguided, possibly, but their integrity had not been compromised. Killing them in droves like this was a disgrace. Rufus signed him: “the Emperor’s Judgement has been delivered”. All the attackers were dead. Aereus scanned the field again, this time to see which of their number needed to recover. Antehor and Toraea were slain, and Nero too had fallen to the combined assault of a company of Angels. Rufus’ own, the Redens Ferrae, had perished after a drawn-out battle with the veterans of the enemy bladeguard. Fulchia gritted his teeth, and flew to Cassius, who was yet in the back of the field, who was signing to him rather strongly.

“Cassius, you must have something to discuss” Aereus said, “It is rare to see you this aggravated.”. Cassius made a wide gesture to the battlefield. “How can I not be, Fulchia? Look at what we just committed. You know we did not have to kill those astartes, we could have retreated, and yet we brought down judgement upon them.”. Aereus had known this conversation would come. He disabled the weapon protocols on his bike before responding. “We still have business here, praetor. We are not leaving.” A dull chunk sounded as the bearer planted his banner in the ground, here not soaked in blood. “What business, pray by His will, is important enough for us to keep pushing forward? We are not even carrying out His last imperative! Is your mind so twisted that it sees something as superseding His last wish to us?”

Aereus planted his lance next to the vexilla. “It is not, praetor, and neither does this mission supersede the magisterium lex ultima. We cannot allow any of the factions currently to take hold of this planet and surely, you DO realise why the Korps of Krieg must be annihilated? You are one of the Emperor’s Chosen guard, I cannot fathom you do not realise that the scions of Syvvar cannot be allowed to finish their endeavours here, and that the mere presence of them, the successors of Sanguinius and a significant number of our brothers points to this system playing a larger role than we could have ever gathered?” Cassius took of his helm and looked through Aereus’ vizier, and opened his mouth for a retort- before Rufus quickly drew their attention.

They both turned immediately to see something that should not be: two marines stood there, one supporting the other. In the battle, the custodes had ignored the apothecary. He was simply retrieving geneseed. “That is the marine he was working on just now,” Rufus said, “the one we though he was getting the glands from. Pretty sure he was dead though, and I got to see it up close.” Cassius sighed. “We are not dealing with them again today. If they can replenish their forces, it is of no issue to us. The Sisters reported they fought the Korps as well no more than a week ago.” Aereus shook his head “That is something a bit too close to necromancy for my liking. We should finish that apothecary now.”

Rufus bellowed with laughter, though it was more modest than his usual roar. “Look at his armour, Fulchia.” Cassius said. Aereus looked closely, and tilted his head. A clean gash could be seen in the armour, through the insignia of the “Crimson Surgeons” nearly until the marine’s hip, the edges scorched with the heat of a power-weapon.

Fulchia sighed. “…Cassius, call the Sarcophagus. We move to destroy the Osiris facility in three days.”

The Battle at the Null Field

The Syvvarites were ambushed by the El'lyer sept whilst they were retreating from their defeat at the Throne of Dawn. The T'au attack started with the deployment of a Null field, wich significantly weakened the Syvvarite forces. The Syvvarites were quickly defeated and were forced into a shattered retreat to Kor'pel.