From Skaven to God-King of War

When the low horn sounded throughout the world, countless lights were shot into the sky.

It was as if it was daytime.

The mighty team of the human crusade began to advance.

Pressed forward in an orderly manner.

Knights, warriors, mercenaries, priests, archers, mages, logistics personnel, doctors, all kinds of existences were integrated together.

It didn't seem too chaotic, but in order.

This is not an easy task, and it depends on communication in various links.

At present, the performance of this crusade army looks good.

Their enemies are right in front of them, entrenched in the crisscrossing gullies and fallen fortresses in front of them.

It's too bright, too bright.

The rats covered their eyes unconsciously, and tears unconsciously flowed out of their eyes.

When the war was about to begin, the rats themselves became a little more confused because of the light.

The first to fire, in such chaos, the big claw priest who couldn't open his eyes and tears kept flowing out of his eyes pulled the long rope in his hand violently.

A dazzling and dangerous dark blue light ball streaked across the sky.

It fell into the human crusade army in front, and the dense formation brought a good striking effect. The dark blue lightning spread from the ground in an almost unstoppable manner.

One after another, human warriors fell in the diffuse dark blue lightning.

There was no time to make any more movements, and they fell straight down.

At this moment, the battlefield fell into a brief silence.

Caesar became more nervous and watched the situation on the battlefield at this time.

Before the collision really started, no one could predict the result.

It was inevitable to be nervous. He was a young commander, although not too immature.

The rat people in the main continent were destroyed in his hands and became his achievements.

But to be fair, the army in his hands was huge, but it could hardly be called an elite.

A large number of farmers, mercenaries, and wandering knights, these guys formed the cornerstone of the crusade army. These guys have never been considered powerful in the human kingdom.

This lightning cannon just happened to fall into a group of farmers and mercenaries.

The girl beside him grabbed Caesar's arm.

But Caesar didn't turn around.

Fortunately, these farmers and mercenaries were more tenacious than the rats expected.

A thin farmer broke into the area where the blue lightning was rampant, picked up the fallen flag, and raised it high. The pattern on the flag was dazzling and magnificent gold, but the thin farmer's eyes were full of bloodshot.

Maybe he didn't rest at all during the rest yesterday, or maybe he was just too angry.

Raise the flag high.

"Kill those bastards!"

Humans are not those indifferent undead or constructed creatures after all. They have to consider the existence of morale, fear, fatigue, despair, and of course, in addition to these, they will also be angry.

The Ratman's lightning cannon did not deter these humans who were rushing in, and even angered them. The vanguard of the Crusades began to speed up and charged towards this jagged gully area.

After rubbing their eyes vigorously, the Big Claw priests finally barely adapted to the overly dazzling light, and what they saw were the humans rushing towards them with red eyes.

Without any more command, these guys started to move on their own.

The piercing bell sounded on the simple tower, as if it was a signal, and the war machinery erected on the simple fortresses began to operate.

With the roar, it continued to fall towards the Crusades that were rushing in front of them.

Caesar did not ask the soldiers in his hands to build a position under the eyes of the Ratman. This was a thankless task, not only would it expose themselves to the eyes of the Ratman and enter the attack range.

And in the formal battle, they would inevitably be bombarded by the Ratman.

Simply go forward directly, without building any fortifications.

"The rats have prepared all this for us."

In the pre-war meeting, Caesar said this to Lord Basil, who was in charge of leaning back.

Caesar has never been a coward.

He is just too young, and still has some reluctance to death, and cannot completely let go of the passing of life.

But this does not mean cowardice.

It does not mean hesitation.

Looking back, the face that was mostly covered by the wide brim of the hat appeared in his eyes. Caesar did not say anything, but pulled back the arm that was pulled.

Now he must go to fight.

Draw out the long sword in his hand.

"Charge!"

Shouted loudly.

Beside him, a large number of royal knights gathered and responded.

"Charge!"

The voice of response soared into the sky.

This is not a very wise decision. After all, retaining the elite forces in his hands, especially in the first collision, is a very common and impeccable decision.

But this is not the choice that the still young Caesar will make.

He chose to lead the charge with the royal knights.

Caesar decided to take the lead himself and be with his warriors.

The holy war army must seize a position of the ratmen as soon as possible, so that the bloated part of the army in the rear can be laid out thoroughly.

Generally speaking, this is not so easy.

The ratmen squads placed in the gullies are not fixed.

Some core qualified guys who accompanied Rat War and survived this difficult run, there may be rat trolls, there may be apprentice ratmen priests, or big claw priests.

A group of ordinary ratmen warriors, more young ratmen, and a group of servants composed of slave rats.

The most common standard is that a ratmen squad will also have a group of senior ratmen warriors, ratmen warriors, young ratmen, and slave rats. These four types of guys gather together, and the number of ratmen is more than a thousand.

Yes, when the ratmen warlords around Rat War died again and there were not many left, these ratmen squads were undoubtedly expanded. There is no problem for the captains of these ratmen squads to be called ratmen warlords now.

Although the upper and lower limits are very different.

The powerful ones, rat trolls, rat priests, giant rats, war machines, all of these can be fully equipped, and even have their own flags.

The weak ones can only be composed of rat warriors.

These rat squads with a huge difference in upper and lower limits were deployed in large numbers, in the excavated gullies in each section, the periphery of the simple fortress, the cavities excavated underground, and various other places.

Moreover, it is not just them, the rat priests on the simple fortresses, the ferocious war machines, those fanatical big claw priests, these guys who fell on the battlefield also looked like they were watching with a covetous look.

To invade the ratman's defense line, then these guys must be completely eliminated.

Break into those winding gullies, fight with the rats in narrow places, and climb the high fortress after eliminating them.

These are what the attackers have to do. Only after doing all this can they take this area into their arms with difficulty.

This is not easy.

However, the human army composed of farmers, mercenaries, and wandering knights still rushed in without hesitation.

There were constantly dark blue light balls falling, and the diffused dark blue lightning could effectively leave hideous scars in the ranks of the human crusade army every time.

But there was no pause for these guys who rushed in.

The human warriors who broke through the hideous scars jumped into the complex gullies dug by the rats without hesitation.

The two sides started a fierce battle in this not wide enough gully.

The lightning cannons were still falling continuously, and the human side was not without countermeasures. One after another of the bright silver elemental disorder cannons engraved with complex patterns were pushed onto the battlefield.

The first round of bombardment was aimed at the rat lightning cannons that were constantly firing and suppressing the crusade army.

After the violent explosion, there was not no result at all. A rat lightning cannon was directly hit, and before it disintegrated, it brought out a violent explosion.

This interrupted the rats' attack on the ordinary soldiers of the Holy War Army with lightning cannons.

Both sides began to bombard each other with their war weapons.

This time, the rats were less mobile.

The lightning cannons set up on these simple fortresses were not easy to move, and the improvements made by the big claw priests on the lightning cannons made this already not light weapon even more cumbersome.

But it was not that they had nothing, the rats also had an advantage.

The advantage in range.

Bigger, bigger, bigger lightning cannons ultimately brought better range and decent power.

There were constant harsh roars echoing on the battlefield.

In this war, on this battlefield from high to low, the lightning cannon was undoubtedly the absolute protagonist.

But it was inevitable that there would be losses. In a harsh sound, there was another simple fortress, the lightning cannon on the fortress, and those rat priests and slave rats who were shouting were instantly destroyed in such an attack.

A ratman statue made of mottled crystals rolled down from the empty and crude fortress, fell heavily on the ground, and exploded into a pile of fragments.

The ratman's fortifications have not yet completely fallen. These fortresses are indeed too crude. In the conception of those professional big claw priests, the lightning cannon will be placed in a specially reinforced cavity underground.

After special reinforcement, it will not collapse under the bombardment of one or two elemental chaos cannons.

And the special passage opened can also provide for the stationing of ratman lightning cannons.

But time is tight, and many ideas for this area have not been implemented in time.

The Crusades also suffered losses. Their elemental chaos cannons were inevitably damaged in the bombardment.

Those accompanying mages also fell to the ground with lightning marks on their foreheads.

But the artillery battle between humans and ratmen is still mild compared to the trench warfare that has already begun.

The soldiers of the Crusades kept jumping into those narrow trenches.

They encountered the ratmen squads stationed there head-on.

The special environment in the trenches brought about the unexpected encounter.

Both sides had almost no time to react, and they just stuck to each other. In an instant, the fight began.

There was almost no distance between the two sides, and they were pressed against each other, and the rotation of their weapons was greatly restricted.

There was not much right to choose, and the same was true for the rats. If you feel afraid and want to retreat, it is not a big problem. The rat priests standing on the simple fortress will help you make a choice.

There are constant berserk spells falling, regardless of friend or foe, giving both sides an incentive to fall.

Collide with each other, either win this long battle or die.

The rats exist in various places in this area, in tunnels, hidden passages, underground cavities, or simply pour out from the underground tunnels connecting the rat positions in the rear.

Those rat warriors who have been tempered in the long run are indeed different than before.

The cooperation between each other is more exquisite.

In the structure of the rat squad, these guys will also divide some smaller groups.

Most of them are in groups of three to five.

They play the role of spies and dangerous attackers in this chaotic battlefield.

Well, they are just a group of ratmen warriors. Even if they have been tempered by the brutal running, how strong can they be?

Compared with ordinary ratmen warriors, they are just more sensitive, have learned to cooperate, and have stronger reaction ability and strength.

They can even hunt down those magic knights when they are negligent and flawed.

In the past, to kill a real magic knight, the ratmen often rely on the accumulation of a large number of ordinary ratmen warriors.

On the chaotic battlefield, the battle situation is tense.

The balance on the front line is gradually lost.

The ratmen team in this area is almost dead.

In these gullies that were just excavated not long ago, corpses are piled up wantonly.

Among these piled corpses, ratmen no longer occupy the majority. In that resolute pressure, the word death also belongs to these human crusade warriors.

On the battlefield, the harsh bells are still echoing in my ears.

Perhaps because the bell towers did not pose too strong a threat, the rat priests who were shaking the giant bells crazily were able to continue the noise.

The ratmen in the rear had already dispatched more rat squads, and the rats continued to pour out from hidden underground tunnels.

It attracted the attention of the army mages. Even in the mutual bombardment, they turned their guns around and fired several terrifying chaotic cannons. The violent shock caused the underground tunnels to collapse.

The momentum of the rats' continuous outflow was paused. Blood was spilled in the collapsed tunnels, but it was not conspicuous on the chaotic battlefield at this time.

The distraction brought a catastrophe to the army mages. The dark blue lightning fell and sent the army mages to the sky.

It was a mess.