There is something romantic about a simple unenhanced man in basic armor and basic las rifle in a world like 40k, surrounded by way more powerfule forces. CADIA BROKE BEFORE THE GUARD DID
For the guard never sleeps For the guard is always the first into battle For the guard never breaks The guard never stops its eternal war We canot let the xeno or the hectic prevail We are infinitely powerful We are the astra millitarem We fight for all that is holy We fight for our god emperor We fight for holy terra We fight for those who cannot For only in death does your duty end
In other fantasy worlds, we often see only heroes with superhuman strength confronting super-powered enemies, and ordinary people can only cover or avoid the battle. But in WH 40k, those billions of ordinary people are ready to fight against dozens of forces that surpass them by a billion times. Billions of people and billions of legacies prove the resilience of humanity. In WH 40k, humanity is weak but resilient In WH 40k, humanity is small when alone but great when united.
They may be simple men and women, but they are more that just simple guardsman. They are the shield that guard and protect the galaxy against the corruption of Chaos and the dreadful xenos.
@@WarriorTier they did not even question there place in history chapter master. They may have been forgot, but there legacy shall echo in to the cosmos inspiring others to fight for our emperor.
Even as the planet cracked and burned around them. The red streaks of firing laz guns could be seen the defenders of Cadia defending the planet to the end.
"For the blood of martyrs is the seed of the Imperium! And as long as men, women, and children are prepared to give themselves unto death for the God Emperor his domains will endure across the stars forever!" Quoted from 'A Vox in the Void narration' Brother Tier once again you get the blood flowing!! ✊️
The Imperial Guard. The True heroes of His Imperium. Mankind's first line of defense. The most courageous and bravest of all under the God Emperor's service. True Heroes indeed.
The guard is lowkey more terrifying in f their numbers and when it comes to war than the space marines especially if you go through all of them which is impossible cause their so many
I know of the legends of twitch nubby doc heavy sarge cutter tink and crisp. They are lrgands that have annihilated chaos Space Marines in number foiled the necron screwed the Eldar f***** over the greater good. They are legend
A weak sack of flesh destined to die for a dead god that never cared, it spends its pitiful, brief life, alone in his foxhole with nothing to keep him company, or to keep him safe, than the cheapest, most disposable of equipment. Perhaps the glow from his lasgun barrel keeps him warm at night.
Me? As a servant of the powers I enjoy the delights of all this world and the warp has to offer. Power, it courses through my veins. The gifts of the chaos gods will soon overtake me, and one day I may even ascend. What has the guardsman to look forward to but a grim life, and if he is lucky perhaps he will feel nothing as my axe sends his soul to Khorne.
He lives for a corpse god, and he shall join his god, as a corpse. I shall spare a half second to think of him and his kind. Then i shall only laugh. Hail Chaos! commissar Rikart: You would laugh monster, But let me remind you. Within that weak sack of meat and bone, uncared for by his god and wept for by none, beats a heart. A human heart, that carries with it the strength and courage of all mankind. Within that sack of meat is ensconced the hope, the will, and the fury of every man woman and child from every corner of the Imperium. Within that weak sack of meat, festooned in thin armour and weapons only powerful in numbers, beats the heart of a man. And for ten thousand years, the hearts of men have beaten, strongly, in defiance of your so called "powers". For ten thousand years, the hearts of men have stood united against a galaxy that despises them for no reason save that they had the audacity not to lay down and die. For then thousand years, your black crusades have been pushed back, beaten down and made a mockery of, by weak sacks of flesh with cheap weapons and disposable equipment.
For that weak sack of flesh that you so gleefully mock is no super soldier, no immortal warrior, no creature cursed by chaos like you. He is a man, an imperial guardsmen drawn from some forgotten corner of the Imperium to fight for his species and for the safety of the people he loves. He is a factory worker, a farmer, a storekeeper, a father, a brother, a son, a mere man. And against creatures like you, teeming and numberless, powered by the very will of thirsting gods......... He holds the line. He has held the line for ten thousand Years.
Ollanius pius a mere guardsman stood alone defending the emperor from Horus a demigod that had slain many, yet pius stood his ground fired defending the emperor
“To each of us falls a task. All the Emperor asks of us guardsmen, is that we hold the line and die fighting. It's what we do best: we die standing." - General Sturn
In the vast and chaotic universe of 40k you can easily get sucked into over the top weapons, advanced factions and all of the technology that goes along with them for example the necrons and not to forget the adeptus mechanicus and the extremely powerful weaponry they create but even though the imperium of man is popular i do think in a strange way they have become underrated there is something that humanizes the universe when you think of a red blooded human being fighting for their planet with weaponry that pays homage to what we have access to in real life for example lasguns aren’t so out of the question nor ar the bolters these are basic weapons yet they find strength in numbers and an entire ocean of imperial guardsman can accomplish so much and then not only are they fighting xenos but also space marines this is insane did you read traitor general it is incredible Grey bodies lay everywhere amongst the burning tents and damaged trees. Some hung from the edges of the platforms, draping dead limbs into the green water, their segmented cloaks broken and disarrayed like the wings of dead birds, or swatted moths. Nezera, nearly two and a half metres tall in his hulking carapace armour, thumped up the walkboard bridgeway nto a higher level, and turned his cannon on a group of partisans who were trying to cower behind the remnants of a buckled tent dome.Gaunt came out from behind the thick tree that proveded central support for the platform's weight. He put all his strength into the two-handed sword blow. One chance. Nezera had just enough time to realisea figure had appeared to his right. Then the scalding power sword of Heironymo Sondar sliced round and through him. Ceramite armour could withstand just about anything... las-fire, bolt rounds, even cannon shot. But it was like paper to the powered blade. Gaunt's lacerating blow cut through Nezera's chest plating, through the torso inside, and out through the spine in a fog of gore. His body half-severed at mid-rib height, Nezera stumbled, amazed, his system trying to manage the painand repair the traumatic damage. It was far too grievous. Blood poured out of the huge fissure in the plating like water over the edge of a wide cascade, jetting wildly in places. The cut edges of the armor plate glowed and crackled. Nezera fell, heavy and dead, face down on the platform. The impact was so freat that the platform shuddered and wobbled. Gaunt looked at the cowering partisans. Their mosaic-edged eyes were wide in awe. 'Get up!' he yelled, not even trying to use their language any more. 'Get up and fight back or they'll kill us all!' Inspired by the example of sheer, thoughtless bravado Gaunt had displayed taking down the Chaos Space Marine, the Sleepwalkers began to rally. Many continued to flee, guiding the womenfolk and children into the waters to get clear of the doomed encampment. But others took up their weapons and turned back against the attackers. Muskets fired, their loads glanzing off the Space Marines' power armour. The crosbows fired too. She saw the partisans were fighting back now, but knew it wasn't going to be enough. The four remaining Chaos Space Marines were redusing the camp to blazing wood pulp. Criid clambered higher into the boughs of one of the main trees, her hands tearing on the damp bark. The satchel of tube-charges swung about her slender body on its strap. Below her, she saw one of the monsters, the one with the plasma weapon. He was storming forward, shrugging off the rain of quarrels and musket balls, vapourising everything in his path. Don't look up. Don't look up, Criid willed.Her breathing short and panicky, Criid balanced herself between two branches, legs splayed, and looked down. The Space Marine was almost directly beneath her, firing on anything that moved. Criid plucked the satchel off her shoulder, weighed it in her hands as a test, and then pulled out one of the tube-charges. She knotted the satched strap around the charge as a counterweight, then pulled off the twist of det-tape and threw the bag down.It spun in the air. Her aim was dead on. The loop of the satchel landed around the Space Marine's neck. The tube detonated. A millisecond later, the other five in the bag went off too. The Space Marine vanished in the blinding flash. Criid had a brief moment to enjoy her success. Then the rushing, rising fireball rippled upwards through the trees and engulfed her. Screaming, she fell into the expanding flames. 'Long-las!' Rawne yelled. Larkin caught it neatly and smacked home a hotshot pack. If anything could dent a Chaos Space Marine's armour, it was a high-yield hotshot. Larking knew he'd have to place it right. Between the plate joints. That's the one chance he had. Brostin was suddenly firing. The cannon was kicking out a huge, vibrating sound. One of the enemy monsters was right on them. Not even fazed by Brostin's cannonfire, the Chaos Space Marine thundered forward. His swinging power fist crumpled the autocannon like tinfoil and sent Brostinflying. Limp and spinning over in the air, BRostin splashed into the swamp water off of the platform. 'Larks!' Rawne yelled. Larkin raised his long-las. The Chaos Space MArine brought his flamer to bear. The world vanished in a blaze of white flames. Larkin was down, felled in the concussive rush of the Space Marine's flamer-surge. Dead? Unconscious? There was no time to check. There was fething little time for anything at all. Not even a prayer. Rawne grabbed the fallen long-las. Smoke and wood fibres swirled in the air. The Chaos Space Marine turned, saw him through the haze, and began to raise his weapon. One chance. One shot. Rawne was no marksman, not like Larkin. He wasn't even practiced with the long-las. But it had a hotshot loaded and Rawne knew he had to make it count. He wouldn't get another. The Chaos Space Marine's flamer came up to roar again. Rawne relaxed into the butt stock and fired. Range was almost point-blank. The searing round took the Chaos Space Marine's head clean off.
That was SO MOVING! As a Catachan Jungle Fighter, I was SO MOVED! Y'know what? Instead of being a Commissar, have you ever thought of joining the Imperial Ecclesiarchy & becoming a Confessor? But, why do I feel you're talking about Lord Castellan Ursakar Creed? And why just focus on Cadia?
Dying for a self-entitled "God" whom have already left this reality. How weak minded, your Throne is nothing but a husk of its former glory. Come, Embrace, and Kneel to the Warp! Yield to TRUE POWER! Not dying belief.
it is told that the guards man that tried to stop Horus lupercal and tried to protect the emperor despite knowing he can do nothing has given the emperor reasons to fight for Humanity and thus leaving him victorious.
Our Infantry are as numerous as the sands near the sea Our Firing lines as bright as the sun Our Chargers as Sudden and Powerful as lightning Our Armoured Advances, a line of steel Hear oh enemies of the Imperium For every one of us you slay, Ten more take his place For every lasgun that stops firing Ten more shall fire For every tank you destroy we will answer with four more Our Tanks will lay waste to the ground Our Men will paint the fields red Our Aircraft will decimate all that oppose them Our Artillery will Bring the very skies crashing down upon you Go on and run, hide, retreat You will only die tired The Imperium shall not yield Until we finally Kill the last Mutant Purge the last Xeno Burn the last Heretic Until the last enemy falls We are the common man and we fight for the Imperium of Man For the God Emperor of Mankind
Hi there Unqualified Gamer. Mostly from artstation, I was posting links to all the art in the description but for some reason RUclips hit me with a “spam” strike over posting the links. I am still waiting to hear back so I can post them without my channel getting striked.
There's beauty in a weak and small normal human army, that prevail against anything together, just because they want to survive for one more day, just one more day and just one more...day
Hard core. Our job is to die standing. The Catachans have the best men, Iron Hand Straken, Sly Marbo, SGT Harker, if I had to be in one of the regiments, it would be with the Catachans.
If the space marines disappeared, The imperium would last an year If the adeptus mechanicus disappeared, The imperium would last a month But… If the astramilitaram disappeared, The imperium would fall in a day.
Yeah, space marines are the sexy ones (I love them), but god damnit man, how do you manage that Imperial Guard seems so EPIC and glorious that even space marines would salute them. I guess its easy to be heroic when being giant geneforged warrior, but try to stand in the same place being just a simple man and then it shows who you really are. Thanks to your videos, I have found new appreciation for Imperial Guard 😄 And fanmade movie Hellsreach.
I cannot believe the heresy I am witnessing. Rightful tribute to Commissar Yarrick, the bane of the Green tide, and to the mighty Creed. Yet not even a single word for the greatest of them all. Commissar Ciaphas Creed!!! I do believe this warrants a call from the Inquisition (led by Inquisitor Amberley Vail, naturally).
They are no super soldier, they are shopkeepers, farmers, husbands, fathers, sons, mothers, wives, daughters, brothers and sisters . A Meer human and yet they have held the line for 10,000 years!!! Armed only with simple weapons and faith!!! And yet they held the line!!!
Right off the bat, a Guardsman with a number 8 on his shoulder. Probably means that he's the 8th sergeant to be promoted in his squad. The Imperium at this point needs all the help it could get.
As the commander of the 4th Imperial defense line! We need support! The Eldari or what ever you call them is marching all over us! Their heretic magic is tearing us up!
For ten thousand years he has held the line now what is your excuse? I wish I remembered more of that speech but well its a long one but that last line sticks with me.
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There is something romantic about a simple unenhanced man in basic armor and basic las rifle in a world like 40k, surrounded by way more powerfule forces. CADIA BROKE BEFORE THE GUARD DID
It’s incredibly poetic. Nothing beats 40k lore brother TV Kowalowe.
CADIA STAND'S!!!!
As a Kriegsman, we don't communicate often and there are differences sometimes... but I will gladly fight side by side with you sibling ♥️
A BILLION MORE WILL TAKE YOUR PLACE AND WILL CONTINUE FIGHTING AND KILLING THE THING THAT STOPPED YOU BROTHER!!!
It is because they are simple unenhanced men and women.
For the guard never sleeps
For the guard is always the first into battle
For the guard never breaks
The guard never stops its eternal war
We canot let the xeno or the hectic prevail
We are infinitely powerful
We are the astra millitarem
We fight for all that is holy
We fight for our god emperor
We fight for holy terra
We fight for those who cannot
For only in death does your duty end
Perfectly stated brother Karr Bartlett! 🫡
Bro i got so much goose bumps reading it while watching the video in the background
@@tomato1087 I thank you my lord
"Even in death, I still serve" Get your corpse starch™ today
In other fantasy worlds, we often see only heroes with superhuman strength confronting super-powered enemies, and ordinary people can only cover or avoid the battle. But in WH 40k, those billions of ordinary people are ready to fight against dozens of forces that surpass them by a billion times. Billions of people and billions of legacies prove the resilience of humanity.
In WH 40k, humanity is weak but resilient
In WH 40k, humanity is small when alone but great when united.
Well said brother Hello! WH40k is pretty poetic
Bro... this is some poetic truth.
It’s also the one reason I love Gears of War. Just a crap ton of really buff men and women fighting a literal horse of grubs
An ocean of lasguns. I would like to see a chaos legion to try and cross that
Endless sea of lazguns, I love the basic gun idea but with enough numbers they can stop anything.
They may be simple men and women, but they are more that just simple guardsman. They are the shield that guard and protect the galaxy against the corruption of Chaos and the dreadful xenos.
Heroes every one of them brother Sabio.
@@WarriorTier they did not even question there place in history chapter master. They may have been forgot, but there legacy shall echo in to the cosmos inspiring others to fight for our emperor.
How does it feel to die for a corpse emperor GAURDSMAN?
Euphoric........
Death is our duty brother Deceptacon!
@@WarriorTier yes brother even Megatron fears his glory
Even as the planet cracked and burned around them. The red streaks of firing laz guns could be seen the defenders of Cadia defending the planet to the end.
"The imperial guard will do what we do best, we die standing." - Lord General Sturnn, of the 412th cadian shock trooper regiment.
Well done Guardsmen!
It is an honour to serve by your side!
Heroes all!
We are the Imperium!
Hail and Kill!
Even in death we serve our God Emperor!
"For the blood of martyrs is the seed of the Imperium! And as long as men, women, and children are prepared to give themselves unto death for the God Emperor his domains will endure across the stars forever!" Quoted from 'A Vox in the Void narration' Brother Tier once again you get the blood flowing!! ✊️
Thank you again brother HighChaplain07! You continue to honor our chapter. It is a great honor to have you as part of our legion. ✊
The Imperial Guard. The True heroes of His Imperium. Mankind's first line of defense. The most courageous and bravest of all under the God Emperor's service. True Heroes indeed.
The first line against the enemy brother MNK Bat. I love the Imperial Guard lore, they are just so awesome!
The guard is lowkey more terrifying in f their numbers and when it comes to war than the space marines especially if you go through all of them which is impossible cause their so many
Second line of defense.
Planetary defense forces are the real first line but nobody understand their sacrifice.
Cadia broke before the Imperial Guard ever did.
100% brother foxtrot.
The empire would collapse into darkness if not for the everyday human being.
🫡 for the Imperium brother CleanerBen! Glory to the Emperor!
I know of the legends of twitch nubby doc heavy sarge cutter tink and crisp. They are lrgands that have annihilated chaos Space Marines in number foiled the necron screwed the Eldar f***** over the greater good. They are legend
Legend indeed brother First of the Jordon empire. 🙏
Chaos heretic:
I pity the guardsmen
A weak sack of flesh destined to die for a dead god that never cared, it spends its pitiful, brief life, alone in his foxhole with nothing to keep him company, or to keep him safe, than the cheapest, most disposable of equipment. Perhaps the glow from his lasgun barrel keeps him warm at night.
Me? As a servant of the powers I enjoy the delights of all this world and the warp has to offer. Power, it courses through my veins. The gifts of the chaos gods will soon overtake me, and one day I may even ascend. What has the guardsman to look forward to but a grim life, and if he is lucky perhaps he will feel nothing as my axe sends his soul to Khorne.
He lives for a corpse god, and he shall join his god, as a corpse. I shall spare a half second to think of him and his kind. Then i shall only laugh. Hail Chaos!
commissar Rikart:
You would laugh monster, But let me remind you.
Within that weak sack of meat and bone, uncared for by his god and wept for by none, beats a heart. A human heart, that carries with it the strength and courage of all mankind. Within that sack of meat is ensconced the hope, the will, and the fury of every man woman and child from every corner of the Imperium. Within that weak sack of meat, festooned in thin armour and weapons only powerful in numbers, beats the heart of a man. And for ten thousand years, the hearts of men have beaten, strongly, in defiance of your so called "powers". For ten thousand years, the hearts of men have stood united against a galaxy that despises them for no reason save that they had the audacity not to lay down and die. For then thousand years, your black crusades have been pushed back, beaten down and made a mockery of, by weak sacks of flesh with cheap weapons and disposable equipment.
For that weak sack of flesh that you so gleefully mock is no super soldier, no immortal warrior, no creature cursed by chaos like you. He is a man, an imperial guardsmen drawn from some forgotten corner of the Imperium to fight for his species and for the safety of the people he loves. He is a factory worker, a farmer, a storekeeper, a father, a brother, a son, a mere man. And against creatures like you, teeming and numberless, powered by the very will of thirsting gods......... He holds the line. He has held the line for ten thousand Years.
So whats your excuse, monster?
Ollanius pius a mere guardsman stood alone defending the emperor from Horus a demigod that had slain many, yet pius stood his ground fired defending the emperor
cadia broke before the guard
FOR CAIDA FOR THE HOLY TERRA FOR THE GOD EMPEROR. The second greatest honor is to sever and fight for the guard
Each guardsman is a hero in my eyes brother Chaplain Charmosian, for the Throne my brother!!!
No offense but there is a typo there
@@notusneo none taken brother NotusNeo, I have no excuses for typo errors. I must get better at proofreading my own work.
For the god emperor and his suns and the imperium of man
Glory to the Emperor brother Adam’s! For the Throne!
Imperial Guards ALWAYS hold the line. No surrender. FOR THE EMPEROR.
The guard as my favorite faction makes me swell up with pride
Guardsmen survives after 15 hours:
Senior Veteran
Guardsmen survives after 15 years: Governor Militant
Cadia Stands!!!!
Glory to the Emperor brother Son Vo!
Do not pity the Guardsman because even having cheapest equipment powerful only in numbers they hold will hold the LINE.
“To each of us falls a task. All the Emperor asks of us guardsmen, is that we hold the line and die fighting. It's what we do best: we die standing." - General Sturn
For all my brothers and sisters of the Guard, we stand together and we fall together!
Anybody else listen to these while working out?
*THE PLANET BROKE BEFORE THE GUARD*
QUIT! ...There is only this will. You do not hold the line...YOU ARE THE THE LINE YOU ARE THE GUARD! FOR THE EMPEROR!!!
In the vast and chaotic universe of 40k you can easily get sucked into over the top weapons, advanced factions and all of the technology that goes along with them for example the necrons and not to forget the adeptus mechanicus and the extremely powerful weaponry they create but even though the imperium of man is popular i do think in a strange way they have become underrated there is something that humanizes the universe when you think of a red blooded human being fighting for their planet with weaponry that pays homage to what we have access to in real life for example lasguns aren’t so out of the question nor ar the bolters these are basic weapons yet they find strength in numbers and an entire ocean of imperial guardsman can accomplish so much and then not only are they fighting xenos but also space marines this is insane did you read traitor general it is incredible Grey bodies lay everywhere amongst the burning tents and damaged trees. Some hung from the edges of the platforms, draping dead limbs into the green water, their segmented cloaks broken and disarrayed like the wings of dead birds, or swatted moths. Nezera, nearly two and a half metres tall in his hulking carapace armour, thumped up the walkboard bridgeway nto a higher level, and turned his cannon on a group of partisans who were trying to cower behind the remnants of a buckled tent dome.Gaunt came out from behind the thick tree that proveded central support for the platform's weight. He put all his strength into the two-handed sword blow. One chance. Nezera had just enough time to realisea figure had appeared to his right. Then the scalding power sword of Heironymo Sondar sliced round and through him. Ceramite armour could withstand just about anything... las-fire, bolt rounds, even cannon shot. But it was like paper to the powered blade. Gaunt's lacerating blow cut through Nezera's chest plating, through the torso inside, and out through the spine in a fog of gore. His body half-severed at mid-rib height, Nezera stumbled, amazed, his system trying to manage the painand repair the traumatic damage. It was far too grievous. Blood poured out of the huge fissure in the plating like water over the edge of a wide cascade, jetting wildly in places. The cut edges of the armor plate glowed and crackled. Nezera fell, heavy and dead, face down on the platform. The impact was so freat that the platform shuddered and wobbled. Gaunt looked at the cowering partisans. Their mosaic-edged eyes were wide in awe. 'Get up!' he yelled, not even trying to use their language any more. 'Get up and fight back or they'll kill us all!' Inspired by the example of sheer, thoughtless bravado Gaunt had displayed taking down the Chaos Space Marine, the Sleepwalkers began to rally. Many continued to flee, guiding the womenfolk and children into the waters to get clear of the doomed encampment. But others took up their weapons and turned back against the attackers. Muskets fired, their loads glanzing off the Space Marines' power armour. The crosbows fired too. She saw the partisans were fighting back now, but knew it wasn't going to be enough. The four remaining Chaos Space Marines were redusing the camp to blazing wood pulp. Criid clambered higher into the boughs of one of the main trees, her hands tearing on the damp bark. The satchel of tube-charges swung about her slender body on its strap. Below her, she saw one of the monsters, the one with the plasma weapon. He was storming forward, shrugging off the rain of quarrels and musket balls, vapourising everything in his path. Don't look up. Don't look up, Criid willed.Her breathing short and panicky, Criid balanced herself between two branches, legs splayed, and looked down. The Space Marine was almost directly beneath her, firing on anything that moved. Criid plucked the satchel off her shoulder, weighed it in her hands as a test, and then pulled out one of the tube-charges. She knotted the satched strap around the charge as a counterweight, then pulled off the twist of det-tape and threw the bag down.It spun in the air. Her aim was dead on. The loop of the satchel landed around the Space Marine's neck. The tube detonated. A millisecond later, the other five in the bag went off too. The Space Marine vanished in the blinding flash. Criid had a brief moment to enjoy her success. Then the rushing, rising fireball rippled upwards through the trees and engulfed her. Screaming, she fell into the expanding flames. 'Long-las!' Rawne yelled. Larkin caught it neatly and smacked home a hotshot pack. If anything could dent a Chaos Space Marine's armour, it was a high-yield hotshot. Larking knew he'd have to place it right. Between the plate joints. That's the one chance he had. Brostin was suddenly firing. The cannon was kicking out a huge, vibrating sound. One of the enemy monsters was right on them. Not even fazed by Brostin's cannonfire, the Chaos Space Marine thundered forward. His swinging power fist crumpled the autocannon like tinfoil and sent Brostinflying. Limp and spinning over in the air, BRostin splashed into the swamp water off of the platform. 'Larks!' Rawne yelled. Larkin raised his long-las. The Chaos Space MArine brought his flamer to bear. The world vanished in a blaze of white flames. Larkin was down, felled in the concussive rush of the Space Marine's flamer-surge. Dead? Unconscious? There was no time to check. There was fething little time for anything at all. Not even a prayer. Rawne grabbed the fallen long-las. Smoke and wood fibres swirled in the air. The Chaos Space Marine turned, saw him through the haze, and began to raise his weapon. One chance. One shot. Rawne was no marksman, not like Larkin. He wasn't even practiced with the long-las. But it had a hotshot loaded and Rawne knew he had to make it count. He wouldn't get another. The Chaos Space Marine's flamer came up to roar again. Rawne relaxed into the butt stock and fired. Range was almost point-blank. The searing round took the Chaos Space Marine's head clean off.
You search for your enemies far and wide, you seek them at your very homes, but you never check amongst yourselves. You re already damned.
Love that quote! 🫡
@@WarriorTier thanks, completely improv.
Which nail dares to stand before the hammer of the Imperium Of Man?
That was SO MOVING! As a Catachan Jungle Fighter, I was SO MOVED! Y'know what? Instead of being a Commissar, have you ever thought of joining the Imperial Ecclesiarchy & becoming a Confessor? But, why do I feel you're talking about Lord Castellan Ursakar Creed? And why just focus on Cadia?
I greatly appreciate your support brother Fredherc! 🙏🙏🙏 Catachan Jungle Fighters deserve their own video series. Some of my favorites for sure.
Cadia stands! Thank you so much brother!
Thank you brother Lonewolf 🙏🙏🙏 for the Emperor!!!
I shall join my brother's and sisters in battle.
You are welcome here brother C Dornez. 🙏 Glory to the Emperor brother!
When my child is born
Dying for a self-entitled "God" whom have already left this reality.
How weak minded, your Throne is nothing but a husk of its former glory.
Come, Embrace, and Kneel to the Warp! Yield to TRUE POWER!
Not dying belief.
That was pretty cool
Thank you so much brother McChesney. I appreciate it brother.
it is told that the guards man that tried to stop Horus lupercal and tried to protect the emperor despite knowing he can do nothing has given the emperor reasons to fight for Humanity and thus leaving him victorious.
0:52
Your waifu is an anime character.
My waifu fights for the Emperor.
We are not the same.
Listening to this to get that deadlift PR.
FOR THE IMPERIUM!
Glory to the Emperor brother macCallum ✊
Chaos = sumo
Cadia = conventional
Was it just me or was one of the pictures halo marines not say it’s bad for just funny to see it😂
Eh I joined up for the lho sticks and the tasty food them ratlings chefs make.
Alright going to the nearest imperial guard recruitment center to enlist
Ho Fucking Rah!
You may laugh monster but inside that weak sack of flesh you so gleefully mock beats a heart, a HUMAN heart
love the video
Thank you so much brother Harrison 🙏🙏🙏 it really means a lot brother. Welcome!
Gotta be honest, it sounds a little more fitting at 1.25x speed
Lol that’s awesome, gonna try that on my ride home today
I love the voice of the narration
Thank you so much Enry 🙏🙏🙏
For the Emperor, we stand!
Blaaaaa blaaa bla blaaa
Blast Epic music
No Ciaphas Cain tribute? Ciaphas Cain Hero of the Imperium? No? Smh...
He will get his own video soon
YOU WILL NOT FALTER!!! FOR THE GLORY OF THE IMPERIUM.
Amazing Vid!! So much Imperial Guard vibes run through me now
Thank you so much brother Oktay Kus! 🙏🙏🙏 I appreciate your support
The unknown millions die each day to ensure that the heart of the imperium keeps beating
All i have to say is....
LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOO!!!
So I just sign the form and I’ll be a guardsmen? You got a pen?
Our Infantry are as numerous as the sands near the sea
Our Firing lines as bright as the sun
Our Chargers as Sudden and Powerful as lightning
Our Armoured Advances, a line of steel
Hear oh enemies of the Imperium
For every one of us you slay,
Ten more take his place
For every lasgun that stops firing
Ten more shall fire
For every tank you destroy
we will answer with four more
Our Tanks will lay waste to the ground
Our Men will paint the fields red
Our Aircraft will decimate all that oppose them
Our Artillery will Bring the very skies crashing down upon you
Go on and run, hide, retreat
You will only die tired
The Imperium shall not yield
Until we finally
Kill the last Mutant
Purge the last Xeno
Burn the last Heretic
Until the last enemy falls
We are the common man
and we fight for the Imperium of Man
For the God Emperor of Mankind
where did you find these pictures i need a new wallpaper!
Hi there Unqualified Gamer. Mostly from artstation, I was posting links to all the art in the description but for some reason RUclips hit me with a “spam” strike over posting the links. I am still waiting to hear back so I can post them without my channel getting striked.
There's beauty in a weak and small normal human army, that prevail against anything together, just because they want to survive for one more day, just one more day and just one more...day
Imagine if the Guard had proper armor and weapons. They'd have won the War against Chaos by now. 🤣
Cadia broke before the Guard did!!
For the Emperor brother wolfmann2100! ✊
With a speech like that. Who wouldn't follow this Man into battle. Where do I sign 🥺
all hail the god emperor
Glory to the Emperor brother ✊
Cornell Commissioner Ghaunt approves.
I hope that one day you'll make similar video for traitor guard. Maybe specific regiment like Sons of Sek or Blood Pact.
the planet broke,
before the guard!
2:18 That poor heroic Bastard.
Great video! The Guard are a pretty cool army.
Thank you so much! Love your profile name ✊
@@WarriorTier thank you!!
On your left and emperor walks out
Kasrkin my beloved
Truly inspirational
Hard core.
Our job is to die standing.
The Catachans have the best men, Iron Hand Straken, Sly Marbo, SGT Harker, if I had to be in one of the regiments, it would be with the Catachans.
The Catachans are all so hardcore. Even on 40k level they are high up!
I love this voice
Thank you so much brother Joshua 🙏
We fight until we are no more.
2:05 wait… isn’t that the UNSC?
GLORY TO THE GOD EMPEROR!
WE WALK IN HIS LIGHT!
FOR THE EMPEROR AND THE IMPERIUM OF MAN!
What is the name song
Who needs space marines when you got chads like sly marbo. 🙆♂️🙆♂️🙆♂️
Tenno! We will stand beside these great soldiers with our blades and guns for the Emperor!! We will protect all galaxies!! WAKE UP!
If the space marines disappeared,
The imperium would last an year
If the adeptus mechanicus disappeared,
The imperium would last a month
But…
If the astramilitaram disappeared,
The imperium would fall in a day.
Yeah, space marines are the sexy ones (I love them), but god damnit man, how do you manage that Imperial Guard seems so EPIC and glorious that even space marines would salute them. I guess its easy to be heroic when being giant geneforged warrior, but try to stand in the same place being just a simple man and then it shows who you really are. Thanks to your videos, I have found new appreciation for Imperial Guard 😄 And fanmade movie Hellsreach.
I cannot believe the heresy I am witnessing.
Rightful tribute to Commissar Yarrick, the bane of the Green tide,
and to the mighty Creed.
Yet not even a single word for the greatest of them all.
Commissar Ciaphas Creed!!!
I do believe this warrants a call from the Inquisition (led by Inquisitor Amberley Vail, naturally).
Commissar Cain, the guilty hero, chosen of the emperor, and the never dying.
They are no super soldier, they are shopkeepers, farmers, husbands, fathers, sons, mothers, wives, daughters, brothers and sisters . A Meer human and yet they have held the line for 10,000 years!!! Armed only with simple weapons and faith!!! And yet they held the line!!!
Right off the bat, a Guardsman with a number 8 on his shoulder. Probably means that he's the 8th sergeant to be promoted in his squad. The Imperium at this point needs all the help it could get.
We are the hammer of the emperor......I think he should say that to one of the Astartes of the 666 Chapter...
As the commander of the 4th Imperial defense line! We need support! The Eldari or what ever you call them is marching all over us! Their heretic magic is tearing us up!
... The true strength & will of the Imperium: the Emperor protects!
Power doesnt come from enhancements. It comes from certainty, will to act. Without it all the power in the world means naught.
Can you do a tribute for cadia.
Long overdo for that video, we will make it happen!
... respect but i do not envy them. I would hate to be part of one regimen fighting an ennemy psyker or something of the likes.
Me talking to my class before final biology exam:
I only play darktide, and i fucking love these, that vox in the void bloke is shit hot as well.
For ten thousand years he has held the line now what is your excuse?
I wish I remembered more of that speech but well its a long one but that last line sticks with me.
The planet broke before the guard did.
STAND FAST!.. AND DIE LIKE GUARDSMEN!!!
Astra what?Your in the Guard son.
You lost me at 0:25
Sorry, best of luck
Why does the cannon fodder speak
Your Videos really deserve more views
*our artilery will never stop*