A Warboss towers above his Boyz, reigning as a belligerent general and unleashing destructive violence in battle to inspire his ladz and terrify the foe.
Boyz are the rank and file of the Orks – each one a massive green brute. They go to battle in large, unruly mobs, led by a Nob to inspire the troops through example and simple intimidation.
Ork Warbikers ride rumbling kustom attack bikes armed with rapid-firing dakkaguns, spraying the foe with ragged bursts of shells as the bike bucks wildly under the reckless riders.
Trukks are built primarily for speed, and usually have little in the way of armour plating. No two Trukks look the same, but they're typically covered with a mass of excessive pipework, sheet metal, afterburners, exhausts, and other exposed gubbinz.
Wartrakks are part warbike, part gun rig, and all Orkish mayhem. The Nob that rides atop the platform gains the benefit of speed, without having to worry about steering, and he gets to fire armour-busting rokkits.
When they form a Waaagh!, Orks swarm across a planet in unending waves of raucous, frenetic violence. They cry out for their gods, Gork and Mork, to witness their acts of brutality and cunning.
Orks bring a motley horde of troops to battle, from rushing tides of Ork and Gretchin warriors, to roaring ramshackle vehicles and lumbering walking machines bristling with weapons.
Orks are stronger than any human, with rippling muscles, maws full of yellowing fangs, and a natural toughness that allows them to shrug off all but the worst injuries.
The Orks are a tough, brutal, and remarkably successful species. They can be found everywhere, from the depths of the galactic core to the scattered ghost stars at the edge of known space.
In the nightmare future of the 41st Millennium, Humanity teeters on the brink of destruction. Mankind’s alien enemies, the brutal Orks, battle against the valiant Space Marines. It is a desperate struggle that will decide the fate of entire star systems.
In the far future, Humanity wages a desperate war for survival. Hordes of brutal Orks assail its worlds. Standing against them are the Space Marines, genetically enhanced soldiers clad in sophisticated power armour.
When a Speedwaaagh! Is unleashed, entire planets become Ork speedways. The xenos tear across battlefields at breakneck pace, blazing away at anything in their path.
Wazdakka Gutsmek thunders into battle astride the colossal Big Revva, grinning with lunatic glee as the wind screams around him and his enemies scatter in dismay.
Kommandos aren't trusted by any right-thinking Orks – they sneak up on the enemy rather than charging in headlong, and have an unhealthy fascination with very big knives and their application to people's backs, throats, and guts.
The sneakiest and most kunnin' Ork Kommando in the galaxy
Pose Snikrot's trademark goggles on his face or his noggin, or just stowed away
Slices up high-priority targets with Mork’s Teeth, his paired combat blades
A brutally powerful HQ choice for any Orks army
Cleave Vehicles and Characters in two with an 'uge choppa
Scatter weaker foes with a grot-operated big shoota
The mightiest Warboss around – a great HQ choice for your Snakebite Beast Snagga Boyz
A fusion of Ork, machine, and squigosaur ready to inflict carnage on enemy lines
Can alternatively be built as a Beastboss on Squigosaur
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