"Slaanesh is dead." Tzeentch came to the side of the Lord of Chaos, followed by Khorne and Nurgle. Except for Khorne, who gains power through death and killing, the other have injury.
"Our enemies are stronger than we thought, except for the surprise when they first met our railway gun; it has less efficiency now, and they found a way to counter it."
Overall, the battlefield is now at a stalemate; neither the Red Army nor the Chaos army could break through.
"We have to find the weak spot to break, else nothing we would get until all of us have been annihilated."
The lord of chaos nodded his head. This is also what he is thinking about now. The reaction of the Red Army is out of his expectations; they are too fast, in all directions.
However, the Chaos army has the advantage in quantity, and the USSR is just too large for them to deploy an army in every spot of their land.
A world map has been formed on the ground. He looks at it and falls into deep thought.
The other three remain in silence.
"Since I have awoken, we are not limited to starting our invasion in only places where chaos streams exist. We can do an ambitious landing wherever we want."
"We will do another flanking again, and this time, we will launch the invasion on our old friends, the Karak, the Valeria, and the Thalor."
"We will quickly take over the Karak from west to east. Then, one part of them will move north, march onto the orc's land, we will cut the supply line, and circle all the Red Army who remain in the elf land."
"While the other continue their advance until the coast. By that time, I will lead another ambitious landing on the USSR mainland, and I can be sure that they don't have enough army to fill all the gaps."
"Nurgle, mountain areas will have many limitations for our army, bio warfare will be suitable, you will lead in this direction."
"Tzeentch, you will lead our army against the Valeria and Thalor army, if possible, destroy their country, create chaos, else, at least block them outside the Karak."
"Khorne, you will follow me for the landing, your cavalry will rush into their mainland, do what you are best at."
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Karak,
The expenditure forces have returned, but less than half of them have survived the crucial battle.
Aric looks at these forces, and a bad feeling arises in his heart.
"My lord, latest news from the USSR, they have taken back the portal, and are working on eliminating the rest of the chaos army remaining on the mainland, and have killed one of the gods."
Elowen reports.
"In the elf land, the overall front has not changed much. Both sides have little to no way out of the other."
Aric's bad premonition became stronger and stronger; the chaos strength is far from draining.
"Can't you do some divination about the end of the battle?"
"I did, but it provided limited help to us. Only the wreckage of chariots and corpses were shown all over the mountains. The Soviets, Karaks, Valerian, Thalors, and others that I have never seen before, even their sign."
Aric sighs, as tradition dictates, the fire was destined to burn on Karak land.
"When the first assault was blocked by the Red Army, they flanked them from the weak spot. This is the second time the Red Army has blocked them. Do you think they will do it again?"
"Elowen, send my order, mobilisation immediately, everyone who can move should be conscripted into the army. Build fortifications on the spot, use cities as a stronghold, and gather food and supplies. This will be a long fight."
"Yes, my lord."
Just as Elowen was ready to leave and send the order. She sees General Thomas rushing and shouting.
"Urgent! Urgent! The chaos has launched an invasion on us, the chaos has launched an invasion on us."
Aric almost had a heart attack when he heard this. He predicted what would happen, but it is too late. But only for a moment, he gets back to his mind.
"Elowen, tell Thomas about my order. And you, followed me, we have to inform Valeria and Thalor, we need their help... No, each of us needs help from the other. I need to meet Brutos and Garrick."
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Meanwhile, northwest of Karak.
Even though facing outnumber of chaos creatures, the garrison here did not run away. It is unbelievable for a medieval-type army to achieve this, but today, they achieve, with some crazy but tragic action.
Compared to an ordinary Red Army soldier, soldiers in Karak do not have strong and heavy artillery to support, but they have only one thing they don't have, which is magic.
By now, all these soldiers are concentrating all their magic energy into their bodies until it is overloaded, they rush into a group of chaos creatures, and detonate it. They are using their lives and bodies as a bomb, just to delay the advance of the chaos.
"For our people!"
"For our family!"
"For the Karak!"
What's different from the previous year, they don't shout for the king or nobles; they shout for whom they want to protect.
At the back of the line, the commander of the troop is organising one suicide squad after another to perform the mission. Everyone here knows their fate today, not one step behind, fight until the end, buy time for brothers and comrades in the rear.
Besides the commander, someone with a priest outfit is holding a loudspeaker, motivating everyone here. He is one of the KGB commissars who was assigned to spread the socialist propaganda; the local garrison has been heavily influenced by his propaganda.
"Karak still stands on this land because of people like you in every generation. Our names may not be known, but our deeds will be immortal. If Karak survive, that is because of you!"
"I will be stepping after your commander steps. No worries, brothers, we will meet again."