火力
几千枚天启级导弹轰炸地面，杀死了3000亿的人口，将800万设施炸成了碎石，还有另外的1500万设施被炸毁，七片大陆被炸得无法居住，四片海洋被蒸干并且化作尘埃。这意味着每一发这种导弹都是数百万亿吨TNT当量的威力级别。
战将泰坦就经常搭载这样的武器（一共48发）。
原文：On Stromark Prime’s second moon, within one of the many mining complexes operated bythe Halka consortium, thousands of long-dormant Apocalypse missiles rumbled tolife. The missiles crested the surface, arcing round the moon’s orbit to burn towards the manufacturing and population centres ofStromark Secundus.
(...)
The aged Jovian oak creaked as it adjustedto one of Mathias’s rare movements. His skin ached ashis lips pulled to a line across his face in the closest approximation of asmile that he could muster. He’d checked the datathoroughly. The numbers had stayed the same: Three hundred billion, dead. Eightmillion structures reduced to rubble. A further fifteen million ruined. Sevencontinents declared uninhabitable. Four oceans boiled to dust. Some would describethis as a catastrophe. To the war machine of the Imperium it was merely aninconvenience.
(...)
Mathias picked up the slate and closed thefile, tagging the Stromark incident as an occasion of minor loss.
- Trial by Blood

一台战将泰坦的等离子武器一不小心开火了，结果这次开火直接烧没了前面一台掠夺者泰坦的右臂和肩部。单单是开火的冲击波就荡平了一座城市，一点建筑都没有剩下，整个地方被推成了由尘埃和碎片组成的滚烫风暴，一边的一台坦克如同碍事的蝼蚁一样被吹飞了出去，它的偏转力场和装甲被烧穿。这团等离子打穿了偌大的训练室那覆盖重甲的船舱隔板，就仿佛这隔板压根没有挡在那里一样。这发等离子疾驰着穿过了整个希望号，一路上破坏了无数的物什。船上的诸多仪器被粉碎和熔化，又一个隔板被轻易打穿，巨大的、足以吊起星舰的起重机被冲击波摧毁。希望号盖勒力场被损坏，希望号上搭载的32%的舰队和45%的帝国卫队装甲载具被直接打进亚空间。考虑到希望号是一个大陆级别尺寸的巨大载具，战将泰坦的等离子武器射程也能够横跨一整片大陆，只不过地面战斗中还要考虑行星表面本身的弯曲程度，所以没法打这么远。
原文这里太长就不发了。

三台战将泰坦的一轮导弹加炮弹的齐射打中了一艘不带虚空盾的巡洋舰，整艘船都为之颤抖起来，整个船舱都起火了。
原文：All three mighty war engines bracedthemselves and, at a command from the Warmaster, unleashed a rippling salvo ofmissiles and cannon fire into the massive ship.Flaring blooms of light and smoke rippled across the ship's immensity and itshuddered with each concussive impact. Fires caught throughout its hull.
- False Gods
随后星际战士看到，这轮齐射在巡洋舰的船壳上炸出了巨大的口子，而大量的碎片从中飘出。
原文：The gunfire from the Titans had blastedhuge tears in its hull, and piles of debris had spilled from inside.
- False Gods
三台战将泰坦和两台掠夺者泰坦组成的组合所打出的火力能够破坏轨道上的巡洋舰。
原文：There are very few enemies who can hopeto stand against Myrimidon Maniple. Comprising of the mightiest battle titans,it boasts sufficient Firepower to damage cruisers in low orbit.
- Adeptus Titanicus Rulebook

四个泰坦军团在一颗星球上交火的火力转瞬间（原词为flash-boiled）把星球上冰冻的海洋都煮沸成了蒸汽、途中也让星球表面的地貌解体了，然后它们之后一直在这种全大气层都是雾的环境下打到最后。
原文：011.M31: The Battle of Ice World Tralsak
The shallow, frozen oceans of Tralsak areflash-boiled to steam by the fury of engine-war as Loyalist Titans of LegioAtarus (Firebrands) and Legio Agravides (Battle Scourges) clash with Traitorsof Legio Magna (Flaming Skulls) and Legio Victorum (Foe Slayers) as LoyalistShattered Legions and Traitor World Eaters fight across the disintegratinglandscape of ice floes. Ultimately, outright victory eludes both sides, andeach uses the cover of the world-enveloping fog thrown up by the destruction toextricate their forces and redeploy them elsewhere. Nevertheless, numeroussupporting Knights of both sides remain to fight a war in which neither willconcede defeat.
- Adeptus Titanicus: The Horus HeresyRulebook (2018)

极限叠
一种火山炮打出的能量十分恐怖，威力仅仅会比帝国海军舰船上那些足以荡平大陆的枪炮差一些。只有战将泰坦的等离子反应堆才能供得上这样巨大的能量需求。
原文：The Belicosa pattern Volcano cannon isone of the most potent energy weapons produced by the forges of the Mechanicum,short of the continent-razing guns mounted on the warships of the ImperialisArmada. It is a weapon so fearsome that only the plasma reactor of a mightyWarlord Titan can feed its ravenous appetite for power and make possible thedestruction of the most terrible foes of Mankind.
- Forgeworld
作为对比，一两艘打击巡洋舰使用武器阵列对行星执行灭绝令，导致行星上的所有火山同时喷发，喷发的强度如此之大以至于星球的地核也被喷出了地表，整个星球都内外颠倒了。为了求稳，舰船继续轰炸，将病毒和细菌药剂扔进了下方的混合物中，以确保没有东西能够存活下来，即使是那些能够在熔岩里游泳并且在硫磺中呼吸的生物也不行。在短短几分钟内，大气层就被完全消灭掉了；在一小时之内，整个行星就崩塌了，它自行粉碎并且变成了小行星和流星。原文：The exterminatus arrays had caused all of the volcanoes around theequator to erupt at once, spilling the planet's core out onto it's surface andeffectively turning the entire world inside out. For good measure, the epicbombardment had continued, throwing viral and bacterial agents down into themix to ensure that nothing could survive, even if it could swim in molten rockand breath sulphur. In a matter of minutes, the atmosphere had been completelyeaten away and then, in less than an hour, the planet's structural integritycollapsed and it simply fell apart, scattering itself into asteroids andmeteorites.
- Dawn of War: Ascension
打击巡洋舰的一发轰炸炮攻击（基本可以看作加大号的宏炮，但又只是加大数倍，远没有新星炮那么夸张）能够将一颗行星摧毁（准确说是抹掉一个城堡，而抹掉这个城堡的威力足以摧毁这颗星球）。
原文："I would obliterate this palacefrom orbit, for example."
(…)
"But I won’t."Kersh said finally. "I will not destroy a world on a technicality."
(…)
"If you or your mongrel priests everattempt to issue ultimatums to me or my brothers again, you will hear my own,issued in the thunder of my bombardment cannon, as I wipe you and your palacefrom the face of this world with one righteous strike.’"
- Legion of the Damned

防御
一台战将泰坦承受着数千台坦克以及其他引擎的同时攻击，并且也没有因此而倒下。
原文：Dunkel had a moment to take stock. Hehad broken through the enemy line. His was the sole Titan on the far side ofit. Mortis’ echelon held, and was bowing back.
(…)
The second line breaker was rampagingthrough the army, under fire from thousands of tanks. Atarus had been funnelledtowards the left-hand side of the echelon. Fortis had been less easy to trick,and was advancing to attempt to outflank far to Dunkel’sright.
- Magisterium
作为对比石化蜥蜴部队的火力能够炸平城市，终结行星。
原文：When the Imperial Guard go to war, theymarch to the thunderous report of batteries of Basilisks whose guns can flattencities and end worlds.
- Codex: Astra Militarum, 6th Edition
举例来讲一个包含有80台石化蜥蜴的部队能够炸平一座城市。
原文：The Ketzok had the firepower to flattena city.
- Ghostmaker
战锤世界观中大一些的人类城市都是分为多层、厚达数十公里并且覆盖面积在整片大陆上都能占据相当一部分的。
根据前文可得（一种火山炮打出的能量十分恐怖，威力仅仅会比帝国海军舰船上那些足以荡平大陆的枪炮差一些。只有战将泰坦的等离子反应堆才能供得上这样巨大的能量需求。）
火山炮全力开火时能够仅用一微秒的时间就过载战将泰坦的层层虚空盾，随之而来的爆炸剥离了战将泰坦的上层装甲，宛如风暴吹走一张纸。之后的第二次开火就直接烧穿了战将泰坦的壳子，将其从腰部切成了两半（简称腰斩），后者的上半身随着巨量熔化的金属落到了地上。
原文：Once again the volcano cannon unleashedits deadly fire, the searing bolt of destruction enhanced with all the powerCavalerio could give it. The enemy Warlord’s shieldsabsorbed the first microsecond of the impact, but collapsed with an explosivedetonation that tore the upper tiers of its armour away like paper in a storm.Cavalerio kept his aim steady as the fire built in his arm to a raging, searingsensation, and the enemy Warlord vanished as his fire burned through its hulland sliced it almost in two.
The crew of Deus Tempestus cheered as theWarlord broke in two at the waist, its legs left standing as its torso andupper carapace crashed to the ground in a flaming arc of molten metal.
- Mechanicum
战将泰坦可以抗一炮。

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第三楼的原文。：‘Too late!’ screamed Koskinen as Lupa Capitalina’s plasma destructor unleashed the power of a star’s heart at one of their own.+Engine. Kill.+.....The Sirius Warhounds skulked behind the mighty engine, loping in confusion as they blared alarm from their warhorns. The Reaver faced off against the Warlord, caught with nowhere to run to and stripped of any cover by their very thoroughness in the exercise. Its carapace sparked and squealed as its crew raced to bring voids back online, and squalling interference wavelengths created a shimmering rainbow around its frontal armour plates. Its guns were raised, and the rotating barrels of its gatling blaster were spinning up to firing speed.What had possessed Sirius to fight each other?What manner of slight could bring two such awesomely powerful war machines to blows?Without full access to the Legio Manifold, Dahan could not communicate directly with either princeps. The best he could do was transmit through the shared command network frequencies to demand answers. His hindbrain kept up a barrage of demands for the Legio to pull back from its war footing, while he linked with the Speranza’s noospheric network and warned the archmagos of what was happening.The Warhounds took note of him and the smaller of the pair, Vilka, broke away from its maddened prowling to rack the loaders of its guns and loose a howl of warning. Encoded in every scrap of that howl was one clear imperative.Stay away!Dahan brought the Iron Fist to a skidding halt before the Warhound.‘What is the Legio doing?’ he voxed, hoping that someone, anyone, in Sirius might answer him. ‘You must stop this madness now!’Stay away!‘For the love of the Omnissiah, stand down!’ yelled Dahan in the vocal, binaric and noospheric spheres. ‘Put up your weapons, I beg of you!’A fiery haze of superheated light built along the length of Lupa Capitalina’s arm, the plasma destructor’s firing vents squealing as they prepared to bleed off the volcanic excesses of heat. Knowing what was to come next, Dahan dropped into the Iron Fist and slammed the hatch down after him, hoping it would be enough. Inside the tank, Dahan closed the Iron Fist off from the outside world, disabling its auspex, vox and pict feeds.He slammed the vehicle into full reverse, and even through the armoured hull and over the roar of the engine he could hear the plasma destructor draw in a screaming intake of breath.‘Bracing,’ he said, shutting down as many of his own extraneous systems as he could manage in the microsecond he had left before the engine’s gun reached optimal firing temperature.And a thunderclap of pulverising thermic energy slammed into the tank, burning through its refractor fields in an instant and melting through a handspan of ablative plating. The internal temperature of the tank’s crew compartment flashed to that of a blast furnace, and what little skin Dahan had left peeled off in an instant.Before he could even register the pain, the kinetic blast wave of the Titan’s weapon discharge plucked the Iron Fist from the deck and swatted it like a troublesome insect.Hawkins heard the Titan’s enormous weapon screaming as it drew breath to fire, and hurled himself into the lee of a fallen building. Rae and a score of soldiers rolled into cover with him, while others ran for shelter behind armoured vehicles, piles of debris or whatever else might protect them from the backwash.Imperial Titans were a welcome sight on any battlefield, but you didn’t want to be anywhere near them when they fired plasma weapons. The heat bleed would scour the ground for hundreds of metres in all directions, and the thermal shockwave would give anyone caught in the open a damn nasty flash burn. He didn’t want to think what might happen in the pressurised, oxygenated atmosphere of a starship...‘What in the Eye’s going on, captain?’ shouted Rae.‘Damned if I know,’ said Hawkins, risking a glance through the shattered brickwork of the building. Dust clouds from the manoeuvring Titans billowed around them, making precise details hard to come by, but Hawkins saw the largest engine with a searing lightning storm chained to its arm. Another Titan stood with its back to him, fighting to keep itself out of the firing line, but even a relatively agile Reaver couldn’t evade a Warlord forever.‘What is he doing?’ whispered Hawkins.Warhorns blared; threat, challenge and supplication all in one.Whatever the Reaver was doing to try and defuse the larger Titan’s anger, it wasn’t working.

‘Cover your ears and don’t look up!’ shouted Hawkins. ‘Hereit comes!’
He pulled back from the gap in the wall and pressed theheels of his hands against the side of his head. He put his head in his lap,exhaling as the colossal plasma weapon fired and filled the training hangarwith a deafening thunderclap of igniting air. The temperature spiked and aflashbulb image was burned on Hawkins’s retinas. Instantaneously a seethingwave of heat billowed over them, a blistering desert wind of dust and debris.Walls crashed down throughout the ruined city, blown down by the force of therecoil-blast in a confined space.
Despite his own orders, Hawkins looked up in time to see theenormous blue-white bolt of incandescent plasma as it streaked overhead. Toobright to look at, it was the blinding radiance of an eclipse and a supernovaall in one. Scads of molten metal trailed from its outer edges as it flashedthe length of the training hall and slammed into the vast, skull-faced bulkheadat its rear.
Hawkins braced himself for an explosion, but the vast,super-heated plasma bolt simply punched through the heavily-plated bulkhead asthough it wasn’t even there. He tried to blink away the painful neonafterimages, but they wouldn’t go away and he cursed his foolishness in lookingup. A shrieking cloud of wind-borne matter blew past, and the wall behind himgroaned as the hammerblow of the thermal shockwave slammed into it.
‘Move!’ shouted Hawkins, pushing himself to his feet as thebuilding that had sheltered them from the blast now threatened to come down andbury them alive. He and Rae scrambled away as the building came apart in anavalanche of steel and stone. A piece of broken stone clipped Hawkins on theshoulder, and the force of the impact cracked one of the bones there. Hegrunted in pain as randomly falling pieces of connective steelwork and modularplates rained down on him and his men. Choking dust clouds surged and swayed inthe riotous thermal vortices, tugged this way and that as the venting systemsfought to dissipate the heat build.
Hawkins rolled to his side, clutching his damaged shoulderand spitting a mouthful of bloodstained dust. His ears rang with noise and hisvision still wouldn’t properly clear, but he could still see that many of hissoldiers hadn’t been so lucky. Most had gotten out from beneath the building intime, but Hawkins saw several arms and legs protruding from the debris, and asoldier whose torso lay buried in the rubble. A number of dust andblood-covered soldiers tried to free him, even though it was obvious the manwas dead.
Hawkins held up his good arm and said, ‘Help me up, Rae. Andbe careful about it, I think my collarbone’s broken.’
Lieutenant Rae, almost unrecognisable under a patina of paleash and black dust, took his arm and hauled him to his feet. Hawkins bit back acry of pain and wiped blood from his forehead as he tried to gain some measureof the situation. Warning lights flashed overhead and emergency klaxonsbellowed in anger as emergency teams of medicae servitors were deployed fromrecessed chambers. Wounded Guardsmen shouted for medics, while revvingChimeras, Hellhounds and Leman Russ tanks formed defensive laagers on the farside of the ruins. Dazed Guardsmen stumbled through the wreckage, some missinglimbs, others with horrific flash burns they would likely not survive, andstill more with skin scorched red by the heat wash of the plasma weapon.
‘Holy God-Emperor...’ breathed Rae.
The little that had been left standing of the ruined citywas gone, its prefabricated structures and multiple blocks flattened beneaththe plasmic pressure wave radiating from the centre of the devastation. LupaCapitalina shimmered in a distorting heat haze, wreathed in clouds of steam asits weapon arm vented super-heated plasma discharge. Its warhorn blared ascream of triumph, but even as Hawkins picked out its towering form through thesmoke and dust, the sound changed to one of anguish as it beheld thedestruction it had unleashed.
Canis Ulfrica swayed in front of the larger battle Titan,its right arm and much of its shoulder carapace simply burned away. Flames anddrooling cables that spat arcs of lightning guttered from the wound. With theaching slowness of a wounded Guardsman who’d only just realised the gunshot inhis chest was mortal, Canis Ulfrica sank to its knees with a booming crash thatreverberated around the training halls. She fell no further, and a shriekingwail of grieving binary issued from the augmitters of every member of the CultMechanicus.

Despite the losses his own men had suffered, Hawkins felt tears prick the corners of his eyes to see so mighty a machine humbled. The two Warhounds circled the fallen Reaver, their heads thrown back and their warhorns blasting out howls of primal loss.As destructive as the plasma bolt loosed by Lupa Capitalina had been in the training halls, it was nothing compared to the devastation yet to come. Confined in an oxygen-rich environment without the vastness of an atmosphere in which to dissipate its heat and ionising electrons, the plasma burned volcanic as it streaked the length of the Speranza. It burned its way through the starboard solar collector arrays, shattering millions of precision-finished mirrors and melting support struts machined to nanoscopic tolerances. The brittle detonations of countless looking-glasses sounded like a glassy sea crashing on a steel shore, and the reflected heat boiled the flesh from the bones of the floating servitors whose lives were spent in keeping the mirrors free of imperfections.Another bulkhead was sliced through with horrifying ease, the superstructure around the chamber sagging as a central tension bar snapped like overstretched elastic. In the vaulted chambers behind the solar collectors, vast capacitors, long since beyond the reach of any in the Adeptus Mechanicus to reproduce, were reduced to thousands of tonnes of scrap metal as the plasma bolt bored through machines dreamed into existence in a past age. Irreplaceable technology melted to molten slag and a thunderclap of electrical discharge exploded from the mortally wounded machinery as it screamed in its death-throes. Every metal structure within five hundred metres became lethally charged with thousands of volts, and hundreds of ship-serfs died as they were electrocuted in leaping arcs of red lightning.The hangars of titanic earth-moving machinery fared little better, with a hive-dozer five hundred metres tall cored by the bolt. Fuel cells detonated explosively and the complex machinery at the heart of its engineering deck was flooded with volatile electro-plasma backwash. Hard rubber wheels melted in the heat, and every transparisteel panel shattered with thermoplasmic bloom. A giant crane mechanism, capable of lifting starships between construction cradles, was struck amidships, and the entire upper assembly crashed down into the hold, smashing itself to destruction on the way down and doing irreparable damage to three Goliath lifters and a Prometheus-class excavator.And the rogue plasma bolt was still not spent.The command deck shone with a blood-red light as alarms, damage reports and emergency subroutines flickered to life. The Speranza shook from end to end, and Archmagos Kotov felt her pain as it reverberated through his connection to the vast machine-spirit. Crackling arcs of power wreathed the archmagos, earthing through microscopic dampers worked into his cybernetic body as he fought to keep control.His senior magi were meshed with their stations, each one relaying news of the effects of the disastrous weapon malfunction on the training deck. Magos Saiixek’s multiple arms danced over the engineering consoles, rerouting engine power from the bolt’s path, while Magos Azuramagelli charted potential exit points for an emergency warp translation. Magos Blaylock co-ordinated the ship’s emergency response as Kryptaestrex ran damage control.None of the news was good.‘Any more from Dahan?’ asked Kotov, already knowing the answer.‘Negative, archmagos,’ said Kryptaestrex. ‘His floodstream is offline. He is likely dead.’The inload from Magos Dahan had come to the command deck incomplete, and further requests for clarification remained unanswered. The fragmentary data the Secutor magos had managed to exload before going offline suggested that one of the Titans of Legio Sirius had fired on another, but what had driven it to do so remained unquantifiable.Was is treachery? Had the rot of betrayal and corruption touched one of Sirius the way it had with Legio Serpentes on Uraniborg 1572? The thought sent a shudder of dislocative current through his body, and the Speranza groaned as it felt his fear. Was he to be forever cursed and tormented by the Omnissiah? Was this crusade into the unknown not penance enough to restore him in its infinite graces and binary glory?‘Starboard solar collectors are gone,’ said Tarkis Blaylock, restoring his focus. While Kotov was connected to the ship’s Manifold, Blaylock remained apart from it. To have both senior magi plugged in while such a disastrous turn of events was playing out was against procedure, but Kotov desperately needed Blaylock’s statistical expertise to aid him in co-ordinating the emergency response of the Speranza.

If Kotov could not have Blaylock, then he would have thenext best thing. He exloaded a series of code-frequencies and brevet rankprotocols through the noosphere to Linya Tychon, together with a data-squirt ofwhat he required of her. She answered almost immediately, already aware of thedanger facing the Speranza. Her inload/exload capacity adjoined his own and theburden of processing the vast ship’s needs eased with another to help shoulderthe load.
Throughout the ship, every magos able to link with theManifold added their own capacity to calming the wounded vessel’s pain. Entiredecks echoed with binary prayers and machine code hymnals, echoing from prow tostern as the Cult Mechanicus bent its logical will to the restoration of purefunctionality.
‘Is the Geller field holding?’ asked Kotov, diverting ameasure of his attention to bridge control.
‘It’s holding,’ said Azuramagelli. ‘The field generators aresituated in the prow, but with the capacitors offline, their continuedoperation will burn through our reserves much quicker.’
‘Have you calculated an exit point?’
‘Working on it now,’ said Azuramagelli, managing to conveyhis irritation even through the expressionless vista of his brain jars.
‘Construction engine Virastyuk reports ninety per centdegradation of functionality,’ reported Magos Kryptaestrex, his sonorous voicelike that of a mother listing her dead children. ‘Lifter Nummisto is destroyed.Rigs Poundstone and Thorsen are damaged too. Badly.’
‘Where is the plasma fire now?’ demanded Kotov. ‘How far hasit burned?’
‘It is in the aft decks, burning through the transportholds,’ answered Blaylock. ‘Integrity fields have failed, and the loss ofatmosphere has helped bleed off 102K of plasmic energy, though the teslastrength of the bolt remains unaffected. Thirty-two per cent of our drop-shipfleet has been blown into the warp, together with forty-five per cent of theGuard’s armoured vehicles.’
Kryptaestrex grunted, his multiple arms and wide bodyjerking with the force of his displeasure.
‘The Cadians aren’t going to like that,’ he said.
‘If we cannot dampen this fire, then their dislikes will bethe least of our concerns,’ said Kotov. ‘When this is over, I will build themreplacements in the prow manufactories. Now where are my containment doors?’
‘Blast containment shields are raising between sections Z-3Tertius Lambda and X-4 Rho,’ said Blaylock, reading the damage-control inloadsfrom noospheric veils of light. ‘There is an eighty-three point seven per centchance they will not halt the blast and it will breach the main plasmacombustion chamber.’
‘But they will at least dampen its force?’
‘To some degree, yes,’ agreed Blaylock. ‘But given theenhanced conditions for plasma burn aboard ship, they will not stop it.’
‘Vent the chambers beyond,’ said Azuramagelli. ‘It’s theonly way.’
‘No,’ said Saiixek. ‘Those are the worker habs for theengineering decks. I need those menials to maintain engine efficiency.Diverting to obtain more would greatly delay our mission.’
- Priests of Mars

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人类帝国在一千年间建造了数以百万计的战将泰坦
原文：For longer than there has been an Imperium there have been WarlordClass Battle Titans, their design history stretches back ot the Final Warperiod. It is popular with all the Military Orders of the Collegia Titanica andmillions have been built to the design over the millenia.
- Adeptus Titanicus