From Skaven to God-King of War

Yes, it's just such a simple reason.

The specially made armor-piercing arrow could only make a tiny dent in the bright silver armor.

This is the power of blood mushrooms.

As the distance between the two sides got closer, the centaurs put down their longbows and drew out their scimitars. Longbows did have advantages in range and damage, but in a violent charge, it was difficult to throw a second Round arrow.

At this time it was the turn of the temple guards.

It's not that the rat people don't have long-range attack methods. The Western Expeditionary Force under Sheng Qi is quite good at using war equipment. Those huge trebuchets are much more powerful than gadgets like bows and arrows.

But bows and arrows are indeed more suitable for cavalry units, but there is nothing that can replace them. When the distance between the two sides is close, after the centaur knights put down their long bows, the temple guards put down their shields, and each bright silver short sword The spear was in their hands.

Ratmen are good at using spears and throwing spears.

One after another, bright silver short spears streaked across the sky, a different kind of beauty that also foreshadowed death.

This thing is much more powerful than a bow and arrow.

Centaur warriors are not without protection. They also wear metal armor. However, the armor's protective ability is not really good. Although it is considered to be the shortest among the many races in the grassland, it is only among the many races in the grassland. That’s all.

Facing the silver spear, whether the thin armor is there or not makes no big difference.

The silver streak across the sky easily penetrated each centaur knight, and it had extra strength to pass through flesh and blood and submerged into the scarlet grassland. The centaur knight who was hit was even able to run forward for a distance before suddenly realizing After coming over, he collapsed to the ground.

If there is any army in the Ratman Kingdom that can most reliably kill the extraordinary heroes, then the temple guards should be one of them. In the extremely abundant supply of blood mushrooms, the temple guards are basically the target. It's not the warriors of each race, the senior warriors, the elite warriors. The target is the heroic candidates who are enough to serve as generals of the armies of each race.

Even if a single temple guard is challenged to a one-on-one fight with those powerful race hero candidates, it will probably be a forced fight, and he may be killed on the spot within a few moves. He is the weakest group of guys in this tier.

But the death of one or two temple guards is not worth mentioning. The scarcity of temple guards is only for the other armies in the Ratman Kingdom.

You won't see an army with tens of thousands of heroes to choose from in other races. At least for now, the rat people have not met such a powerful opponent.

The use of the temple guards by the rat people was also outrageous.

This large pool of hero candidates is used only to guard temples in cities.

This is a huge waste.

Under normal circumstances, this group of guys would squat stubbornly around each temple. Even if the rat war was fierce, the temple guards did not rush to the rescue immediately. Their most essential duty was to guard the temples of the gods, not other things. .

They do not actively participate in external wars. In the Ratman Kingdom, the temple guards are considered the most gentle force. Even if they ignore the lowly low-level Ratmen, they will not stop them from kneeling in the temple of the gods. , offer sacrifices.

But all this has a premise.

You'd better not touch the temple they guard, you'd better not blaspheme the great god, and you'd better not be a heretic.

Three rounds of short spears were thrown in unison, and a large number of centaur knights fell to the ground. They showed the tenacity of the grassland race, carrying the rounds of spears, and collided with the temple guards.

In the violent collision, a group of temple guards were thrown away, but in contrast, more centaur knights were thrown to the ground.

This group of centaur knights were completely defeated in the first collision.

The scarlet and violent gaze fell on every centaur knight in front of him. The bright silver lance in his hand was casually thrown down, and a handful of sacrificial instruments of different shapes were held by these temple guards.

The centaur knights have long experienced the power of the temple guards. In the fallen city, only a few hundred temple guards were able to defeat the rushing centaur knights in an infantry battle.

At this time, all the people gathered in front of them were such guys.

The lack of intelligence caused them to misjudge, and perhaps they were overconfident in themselves. The centaur knights were indeed the most powerful group of knights on this grassland, and they were also the best marksmen.

It's a pity that they are not dealing with a group of warriors in the conventional sense. After all, no race can have the luxury of forming an army composed entirely of hero candidates.

One hundred thousand centaur knights are not enough, far from enough, to defeat this group of red-eyed temple guards.

At the moment of the collision, the centaur knights were completely at a disadvantage. The temple guards who used various sacrificial instruments firmly suppressed the centaur warriors.

In order to deal with this disadvantage, the violent wind was once again evoked by the centaur commander, and a large number of temple guards were swept away by the hurricane.

This is indeed a method that the temple guards cannot match. The temple guards have never received a gift from the gods in a true sense. Naturally, they cannot borrow the power of the great gods to offset this violent hurricane.

But there was no need to borrow the power of the great gods. The leader carrying the flag, the leader with extraordinarily exquisite armor, launched the charge.

The flag behind him was flapping in the storm. He did not use all kinds of strange sacrificial instruments like his temple guards to bring the most painful death to the enemy.

What he held in his hand was just an ordinary silver spear.

Riding the ferocious giant rat to leap high, he broke into the storm summoned by the centaur commander alone.

Shame must be washed away, washed away with blood, and made up for with death.

He did not retreat because of the storm.

The centaur commander was a little more panicked, and the hazy cyan light was aroused, building a hazy wall of light in front of him in order to stop the madman who walked straight into the storm and attacked him.

The silver spear collided with the hazy wall of light, and the Centaur commander saw a pair of indifferent eyes.

The storm stopped.

A silver ordinary spear penetrated the centaur commander's chest. In that disbelieving expression, he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

In just one day, the chasing temple guards brought this centaur knight to its own end, death.

The violent and manic temple guards began a mass killing.

It's just that the shame stained by it cannot be washed away no matter what.