From Skaven to God-King of War

The manic rat war continued this surging tide. The rat warriors climbed the towering city wall day and night, and the guards on the city wall were also forced to fight with the rat people day and night.

The red eyes were paired with sharp neighing, and the endless fighting with no end in sight seemed to destroy people's sanity at once.

On the fourth day, another round of illumination spells hit the sky, and what caught the eye was still the endless gray-black tide. Even with certain rotations, this cruel battle still seemed like an eternal recurring nightmare.

When I close my eyes, I feel like I am back on the city wall again.

The eyes were bloodshot and became as scarlet as the eyes of the rat people.

On the other side, the rat warriors are also facing this problem. After all, the rat warriors are also intelligent creatures, not mindless and indifferent undead, nor rigid constructs.

Being surrounded by the dark tide, without any rest, being carried forward. As time goes by, the initial excitement gradually fades away, and the fear, worry, fear, and cowardly character gradually take over.

However, the Rat Supervisory Team did not stop their actions, and these despicable guys could only continue to move forward.

With steady movements, they formed a neat formation and fell behind all the rat men. As long as the rat men supervising the team started to move forward, unless the order from the rat war was given, the advance would be continued.

Don't try to challenge them, they are also trampling on the corpses and trampling on the corpses of the rat men.

Despair, in the end, is the only emotion left to most ratmen, and it also makes them more dangerous. A qualified warrior, a qualified soldier, does not need those wandering brains, don't be afraid, wave your soldiers The blade is qualified.

The fighting between the two sides reached the most brutal moment on the fourth day. The rat men stood firm on the city walls and fought with the human guards who were also numb and painful. There was no retreat, no fear, and both sides had a pair of scarlet eyes. , looking at each other.

The city guards began to mobilize the resting soldiers who had been rotated out. In the brutal battle, blood flowed freely on the city walls, and the mottled magic aura disappeared on this battlefield. Even though the elements were becoming more and more active, it seemed that there was no trace of it. The endless spellcasting drained their mental energy, and they could no longer provide any support to this battlefield.

But simply, the Rat Man's war equipment had reached its limit, and there were no longer huge rocks roaring in the sky. In continuous operation, these rough and complex equipment reached its limit faster than the city defenders in Mountain Dew City.

The huge trebuchets collapsed and disintegrated amidst the harsh sound of metal twisting, almost sending most of the Big Claw priests who controlled these war machines to meet the gods.

The Big Claw Priest no longer controls the instruments. Even if he faces the ferocious face of the manic Rat Zhan, these things have reached their limit. If they continue to operate them, the result will only be death.

But Rat Zhan didn't care about this. In his frenzy, a large number of Big Claw priests were hanged by him on the spot.

This is not a good move, but Rat Zhan in this state obviously doesn't care what such a move will bring to him.

Of course, these big-claw priests were nothing, not only to him, but also to the situation of the war.

Even if they are all hanged now, a new batch of Big Claw Priests will arrive soon.

It wasn't him who was pushing for this war, it was the old guy in the barren mountains who was pushing for this war.

Of course, this is nothing. To him, it's just that from today on, Rat War can be regarded as no more friendly force in the Rat Empire.

Even among the Priests of the Great Claw, his reputation is about to take a turn for the worse.

Rat Priests, Great Claw Priests, Temple Guards, Rat Lords, which even included the Rat Warlords in his own hands.

Not a single friend, not all of them, had any ill intentions towards this arrogant fellow.

Well, it’s not like no one likes Rat War. There are actually many admirers and supporters of Rat War, including those rat ranchers, rat mercenary leaders, and rat free people.

Rat War is indeed a legend. He used his arrogance to personally knock a crack in the solid wall and opened a narrow path for those despicable guys. Of course he will be admired and respected.

It's just that this guy is too arrogant. He doesn't like and doesn't care about these guys who appear because of him. He abandons them casually and just sits back and watches these guys being held in the hands of the temple guards. During this period, he doesn't even want to look at them again.

On the high platform, Rat War was still waving the pitch-black flag. Countless rat warriors were advancing under his will, turning into the surging pitch-black tide in front of them.

At this moment, he dominates everything on this battlefield.

So powerful and so ferocious.

Of course, the war can continue endlessly. It is obvious that Rat War does not care much about the life and death of these despicable guys in his hands.

It's just that as the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Expeditionary Force, he didn't have other things to deal with. Besides capturing this city, he also had one very important thing to do.

For example, competing for profits with that group of profiteers.

A big-clawed priest with a frightened face and even standing a little unsteady came to Shu Zhan. A different kind of anger and disgust appeared clearly on Shuzhan's face, but this frightened big-clawed priest In the end, he was not hanged by the rat war.

This cruel battle that lasted for four days came to an end. At the command given by the rat war, the rat people began to retreat, as if they suddenly woke up in a daze and numbness, with the expression on their faces Suddenly, his body moved instinctively.

Everything is over, over for now.

No longer under pressure, no longer waiting in fear, no longer desperate, wanting to show a smile on the face, but the numbness has not completely faded away. This war will temper these young ratmen and green ratmen warriors into some qualified ones. Weapons are very effective.

After all, they are also intelligent creatures. Even if they gradually become numb, they will still be happy that they survived.

The rat people left at an unknown speed many times faster than when they arrived. They turned back desperately and ran wildly, crawling on the ground and running wildly. They pushed away the rat people blocking them in front of them and abandoned the weapons that they spent a lot of effort to purchase. , with a sense of joy of surviving the disaster.

Of course, the people who were most relieved by the retreat of the rat men were the human defenders on the city wall.

The illumination that illuminated the sky was gradually dimming.

For a moment, the guys standing on the city wall didn't even react to the Rat Man's departure. They still held their weapons tightly in their hands and stared blankly at the gradually dimming scenery in front of them. Some people Still subconsciously waving weapons towards the gap in the city wall, a long ladder of the rat people was still placed on the gap. The retreating rat people did not take the long ladder with them and left it here.

Gradually, someone reacted.

They won the victory, and the Rat Man retreated, but they couldn't be happy no matter what. With a weird expression on their face that didn't know whether it was better to cry or laugh, they staggered and knelt down on the city wall, insisting hard. The tone mentioned in the poem relaxed, and corpses piled up around him, including those of his companions and those of ratmen.

There is a layer of crimson sticky stuff left on the ground on the city wall. These things are part of the traces left by this battle. They will be washed away by clean water soon. It is not just these sticky things and the piled up corpses. The weapons scattered all over the floor will all be cleared away soon.

After all this is taken care of, the towering city wall will look brand new. Except for the air with a faint rusty smell, it is as if the battle not long ago never happened.

Did nothing really happen? It was not just the messy rat warriors who were tempered in the war. The human guards standing on the city wall were also tempered by this cruel war.

There was a lingering numbness on the faces of these human guards.

They grew and became more qualified.

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The destruction of the rat people on the main continent began to spread to other empire provinces.

There are many reasons, but these reasons are inseparable from the Rat Empire that invaded the main continent.

After all, there is a limit to the number of ratmen in the Golden Province, but more and more ratmen mercenaries are arriving here. The temple guards have offered a high price. This is a good deal for the ratmen. The power of the human mercenaries is a real disaster for the rat people living on this land.

The people who know the rat people best are indeed the rat people. When the rat people on the main continent built underground tunnels and settlements, they did not deliberately be wary of their own kind.

This made them particularly passive when facing the rat mercenaries.

Facing the decreasing number of native rat people, the rat mercenaries began to actively explore this continent.

And it's not just the rat mercenaries. The rat warlords also started to capture strong men. In order to expand their own teams and get cheap and free soldiers, these guys also worked part-time as slave-catching teams.

Of course, they are not picky. It does not mean that they have to capture the local rat people and meet suitable rat mercenaries. These guys never skimp on the opportunity to catch strong men. They just want to attract these rat mercenaries. Being a young man is not easy.

Compared to the native ratmen who huddle in caves and tunnels and tremble in the face of capture, these ratmen mercenaries are much tougher, and they will really fight with you.

And everyone knows the basics. After you have done this a few times, these rat mercenaries will always avoid these rat warlords.

Obviously, everyone knows each other's background, and these rat warlords are not at the level where they can make these rat mercenaries take the initiative.

They are simply doing their own thing, and everyone is arresting these rat tribes living natively on the main continent.

During this period, it was not only the rat people who were affected, but also other races that were expelled by the Youyan people to remote corners to survive.

These guys were all losers in the years of struggle for hegemony a long time ago. They were not destroyed by the Youyan Human Race just because, as losers, they fled to places that were worthless enough.

There are all kinds of places including barren mountains, dark underground, poisonous swamps, dark dense forests, and bitter cold ice fields.

Either it is too barren, or the environment is too harsh, so it can avoid being completely destroyed. However, in such a place, there is too little resources, and the original civilization cannot survive, and even begins to retreat. The city-state Difficult to build, knowledge gradually slips away, and finally embraces barbarism.

The rat people of the main continent are also one of these refugee races, and they are even one of the better races among these refugee races. Relying on the underground tunnels they constructed and their strong fertility, they have not completely withdrawn from the mainland stage. Although It has really become a role similar to that of a mouse. During the harvest time every year, they emerge from the underground tunnels and run wildly in the wilderness.

Most rat tribes do not have the courage to attack human villages and towns, but they have great courage to steal food from barns.

It has become a low-harm scourge, and its relationship with the Youyan people is also very strange.

The prosperity of the rat people is also closely related to the harvest of humans. Counterintuitively, these rat people are more afraid of famine than humans. In harvest years, even if they cannot steal food from human villages, they can still pick up leftovers in your wheat fields. Falling ears of wheat, stealing and piling up hay, but when a real famine strikes and the land becomes barren, they will find it even more difficult to support them before human farmers do.

After a while, the human villages and towns in this area may still support them, but the rat people in this area will become extinct first.

Such a subtle relationship makes the rat people on the main continent far more prosperous than other wandering races. Even if they are attacked by rat mercenaries and rat warlords together, they can still barely support them.

But other wandering races cannot do this.

When the rat warlords and rat mercenaries broke into these barren areas chasing the traces of rat people on the main continent, the first unlucky ones were often not the rat people.

For the rat warlords and rat mercenaries, although the rat people on the main continent were their initial targets, they did not mind taking action against these wandering races.

They are all sacrifices. These surviving wandering races are often of good quality. After all, races without strength are directly killed by humans in the initial stage of hegemony.

Those who remain are either those with amazing survivability like the rat men, or those who know some special methods. The most intuitive manifestation of these special methods is that they are exceptionally good at fighting.

This also makes these rat mercenaries and rat warlords quite happy. After all, being weak but powerful is a very good trait in itself.

Very suitable as a sacrifice.