The impereal line came over the hill numbering in their thousands. As the impereals approached the Chaos Space Marines, the artillery units on the other sides of the hills began lobbing shells toward the masses of people grouped in the valley lighting up the night sky with their fiery wraths. As a single person, the line of space marines drew their bolters, plamsa guns, and heavey bolters to bear upon the encroaching tide of impereals. The mass of impereal troopers couldnt be stopped as they trampled over their dead or dying in the name of their god-emporer.
When the impereal lines , severely weakened by the chaos slaughter, closed in with the marines, they dropped their long-range weapons and drew chainswords, chainaxes, and flamers and layed into the impereal lines with oaths and chants to their dark gods springing from their lips. one guardsmen soiled himself as a space marine came into sight and yelled "the emporer has abandoned us! run!" a commisar of the imperium immeaditely put a las-bolt through the mans head creating a fine crimson spray across the panic stricken face of the trooper behind him.
"forward men of the imperium of man! Give the Great Enemy no quarter! drive back the betrayers of all humanity! for the golden throne! for the emporer!" he bellowed above the din of tanks and the stacaco firing of las-guns. with a renewed vigour the troopers pushed forward once again into the chaos marines even as their artillery lobbed shells towards them.
A shell from an impereal hydra battery flew straight and true into the heart of the Space Marine mass. Dropping his heavey flamer, he stood up and punched the shell flying towards him with his power fist exploding it and knocking him overbackwards. Immeaditley Guardsmen took the oppurtunity to kill the ominous figure. sawrming over it like ants, they plunged bayonets into the terminators unarmoured parts. with a mighty roar, he leaned up and took the nearest guardsmen over his head and ripped him in half while screaming "death to the false emporer!" immeaditely several lasguns pointed at his unarmoured face and blew his brains out.
The impereals came over the hill in an unending tide toward the space marines. They screamed the name of their emporer as they rushed down the hill in a frenzy towards the space marines. a deep rumble reverberated across the grounds and both armies, chaos and impereal, stopped in their tracks. faluts appeared along the ground spreading out in eight straight lines forming into the icon of chaos. a circle of blood bubbled from the ground forming a circle through the middle of the star.
"khorne is pleased! the eye of the blood god is upon us! BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!" bellowed a marine with red armour of a commander , face daubed in symbols of treachery, and the remaining marines answered in unison "skulls for the skull throne!" the marines attacked with redoubled fury fighting like the vile daemons they worshipped. the sound of chainblades screaming for blood could be heard across the entire battlefeild over the deep bass of artillery and the sharp whines of sporadic las-fire.
Once again the ground shook with a tremendous quaking. any of the guardsmen left standing on the icon of chaos fell over and started convulsing with blood running from their eyes and froth foaming at their mouths. suddenly, the star of chaos exploded throwing bloody remnants into the air. the pushing tide behind the hole in the grounmd pushed themselves forward into the pit that formed. the sound of bodies hitting ground never came forward.
A winged daemon flew from the pit screaming blashphemies. it wore armour daubed in symbolsthat hurt the eye to look at for too long. the daemons face was half pig-bear. fur covered his left side of his body while the right side looked like an extremely muscalutaure body. the daemon landed on the ground, its hooved feet clacking on the ground. It drew from a scabbard hanging from its waist a long rusty sword the color of blood. swinging it in a wide arc the man-bear-pig daemon decapitated several guardsmen.with a bestial roar of milennia old hate of the god-emporer of mankind, the daemon of khorne continued to wreak havoc in the impereal lines.
with a growl he picked up a commisar. speaking in its thick language he said"little man, why do you resist us? your emporer has abandoned you!" the commisar spat in his face.
"you just dont get it do you hellspawn? were the impereal guard, and we live to serve him on terra! theres a point in every mans life where he must choose to die for his emporer or betry him to chaos. the strong choose death in the name of the emporer. the weak are like you!" he said as he spat in his face again."if our guns run dry, we will fight with knives. if our knives break we will fight with our hands, if our hands are cut off, we will strap bombs to ourselves and run into the enemy screaming praise to the emporer! but you just wouldnt get that would you?"
the daemon raised the commisar above the guardsmen for all to see as he ripped the man limb from limb. he raised his ungodly head to the horizon in time to see a line of titans coming over the hills. the commisar had been stalling the daemon for the titans to come. shells ripped across the battlefeild into the great daemon and ripped open his chest-plate. a nearby leman russ hurtled a final shell into the daemons chest wich punched clean through.
the daemon fell to his knees clutching his chest. he refused to lose however and stood once more. the titans weaponry flashed again, and his head burst into peices. the body of the daemon fell upon the massive tide of guardsmen crushing a dozen flat.
"the emporer is with us! forward!" screeched a guardsmen. the sheer weight of the impereal onslaught dredged down on the space marines and forced them backward. slowly but surely, they ground backwards. forming a circle the last few terminators, hardy soldiers of their dark gods fell to the guardsmens sanctified purpose.[color=black][/color]

good Ted that's long. you must have a whole lotta time on your hands.