From Skaven to God-King of War

Today is not a special day. The situation suddenly turned bad for Rat War.

Those rat caravans and transport ships that go back and forth every day never arrive here again overnight.

It made Rat Zhan feel irritated.

Pacing back and forth in the camp, it was obvious that this change was too sudden.

He didn't know what was going on.

This place is really too remote, and he has always had no problem with the evaluation of the several rat warlords he placed in the barren mountains. Those guys are undoubtedly incompetent idiots.

Not a single bit of news was delivered to Shu Zhan.

Shu Zhan didn't know that he was already attracting such attention at this time.

The time was wrong, everything was ahead of schedule, his decision-making was not wrong, and his judgment was not wrong, but this was an accident, and his prediction was wrong.

Even in the rat war, it is impossible to completely think about the scene of the white rat dying.

The White Rat has been sidelined in the Skaven Empire for too long.

No one thought of it, not even Rat Zhan.

Now is a critical node. The cruel war of attrition needs to be increased at every moment, and chips need to be added.

As long as he wins, everything will go as expected. He will eventually return to the Ratman Empire and he will be able to crown himself.

But damn, damn, something went wrong with this war.

No more chips came, no more chips came, those rat priests turned their backs on him, so quietly, suddenly, and without hesitation.

Why?

He is going to win this war. Those greedy guys can't see all this.

The endless blood mushrooms will reach their hands like running water.

Those greedy guys, why, how could they, how are they willing, willing to betray themselves at this moment.

In the camp, Shu Zhan was pacing back and forth, thinking of something.

He knows those rat priests, he knows those rat priests, he knows those damn guys best.

If it can make them let go of the greed in their hearts, it must be something bigger, something more important, something that they cannot give up their desire for no matter what.

What is it?

What is it!

What else could it be?

Rat Zhan, who was pacing back and forth, stopped. He thought of something, yes! He thought of something.

An expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

He thought of something.

The answer kept echoing in my heart, and no matter how negative it was, I could no longer suppress it until it was finally determined.

"That old guy! That old guy..., that old guy is dead?"

This seems to be what he has been waiting for, this seems to be what he has been looking forward to.

However, the expression on Shu Zhan's face now is not exciting or excited.

There is just a state that rarely appears in Shu Zhan, silence.

He had to deal with it.

It was a very bad situation now, but he couldn't stop, he had to deal with it, he had to win this war, he had to make preparations, and the second run was about to begin.

Shu Zhan is not an idiot, it’s just that to a certain extent, he seems to be extraordinarily slow when dealing with those things, but Shu Zhan is not an idiot, and he has always been that way.

Coping, preparation, strategy.

His talents have always been focused on war. The rat war has always been about the same kind of things, war, killing, and destruction. It must be admitted that he does not have much desire to become a guy like a white rat. Prepare and anticipate.

But he will not give up. This arrogant guy only believes in himself, and he will definitely wear the crown on his head.

But these are things that will happen later. Now, everything still has to go back to the war, and he will win this war.

This is the premise of everything.

There's just one problem. In this war, the rat people don't seem to be the dominant party.

………….

It was at this time that the Skaven Empire was in violent turmoil.

One place is not so affected.

Outside the small world.

A gray sky of stars rolled together.

A strange scene that is extremely indescribable.

This is the ocean current in the sea of ​​chaos, a strange passage that is unimaginable.

The misty starry sky twists and curls together and piles up on each other. This is the scene under the sea of ​​chaos. Countless worlds are floating in this gray sea, and strange and incomprehensible things are mixed in it.

Even those truly powerful gods need to be careful if they want to move forward in such an environment.

But this strange ocean also contains miracles.

At this moment, a gray ocean current penetrated everything, opening a path in this chaotic starry sky where the curls were intertwined.

A small world drifts along this gray ocean current like a coconut rolled up by the waves. Every moment, countless stars are left behind.

The destination is almost there.

The ocean current gradually slowed down, and in the distance, a dazzling sun seemed to appear in front of us.

No! That's not a sun! It was an unimaginable world as dazzling as the sun, a newborn world.

Only the newborn world can shed light like this, but this world is too big, and it just sheds light randomly but it is like a sun.

The end of this journey is almost reached, and the ocean current is slowing down.

The colorful ball of thread clinging to the outside world is about to complete its mission.

But He is no longer the same as before. He has gained wisdom. This is a miracle and also a kind of trouble.

The closer it gets to that dazzling world, the more troubled it becomes.

It should not have wisdom.

A bunch of principles, a bunch of rules, a port, should not have wisdom.

Let it be troubled.

Decided not to think about this problem for now, let's go back to that dazzling world and my home first.

The colorful thread ball diligently drags this small world to drift in the gray ocean current.

………….

In the Crusade camp

The attack of the ratmen was unexpectedly fierce.

Caesar has recovered from his injuries. After all, there are so many churches in the Crusade, and the most important thing is the means of recovery.

It's just that he has not appeared on the battlefield during this period. The first time he got up from the bed, he started running in the Crusade.

Almost without stopping.

A meeting was successfully held in the dim underground fortress.

Even the Church of the Goddess of Pleasure that had left was found by him.

Everyone was sitting at a long table.

Caesar was not wearing his dazzling armor today. He had just climbed up from the hospital bed, and his face was still a little pale.

His eyes were bright, and he raised his arms high, like a seasoned politician. This war was naturally extremely important. He needed the support of many churches in front of him. He did not shout those empty and exciting slogans at the first time.

Instead, he made a promise.

He made a promise generously and recklessly. As long as he won this war, he was willing to accept many churches when the legal system of the human empire was formally confirmed.

He was willing to admit that the greatness of many gods was higher than that of nobles and emperors.

Such generosity touched almost all churches. Even the Joy Church finally chose to stay. The churches of the gods could not refuse such a promise. This was what they dreamed of.

As for the magic knights and the landless nobles, he promised to give away large tracts of unowned fiefdoms, and the territories of the nobles killed by the ratmen, and at the same time promised a future. He would restart the development and move towards the subcontinent where the ratmen appeared.

This caused dissatisfaction among the great nobles in the Crusade Army. One by one, almost all of these were damaging the interests of these great nobles.

Whether it was the improvement of church legal principles or the distribution of territories for those nobles who lost their land, they would never accept each of these items under normal circumstances.

In response to the dissatisfaction of the great nobles, Caesar shouted that slogan.

"We have no way out!"

The defeat of this war would be unbearable for the great nobles. Even if they were dissatisfied, they could only look forward to victory.

In this way, the many forces that were originally swaying were calmed down in this meeting.

The Crusade Army was able to unite again.

Caesar persuaded the church, inspired the knights, and made the nobles accept the changes with a pinch of their noses, but there was still the same problem.

Everything is to win this war.

To be fair, the holy war army organized by the Youyan people is not inferior to the incomplete Eastern Expedition Army in the hands of Shu Zhan.

The morale is not much different.

The two sides have been fighting on the battlefield that is like a meat grinder day after day.

The chance of winning seems to be quite large.

But in fact, Caesar is not at ease. He has no confidence in defeating Shu Zhan.

The victory or defeat of this war is almost impossible in the competition between the armies. He and Shu Zhan have become the biggest variables.

He has no confidence in defeating Shu Zhan.

It's just that at this point, there is no possibility of retreat.

………….

On the small hill with countless tombstones, Caesar came here without telling anyone.

Silently staring at the tombstones in front of him, like a statue.

At this time, the confusion on the face of this hero, the commander of the holy war army, is so clear.

This cemetery appeared after the battle between him and Shu Zhan. During the days he was in bed, countless soldiers of the Crusades were buried on this small hill, becoming one of the endless tombstones.

Caesar had a hunch that the final showdown was coming, but he was still not sure.

Even though he was so determined, sometimes determination could not change the gap between the two sides. He was not Shu Zhan's opponent. Even after wearing holy objects and receiving the blessings of gods, he was still confused.

He was still too young.

Shu Zhan almost killed his way through the entire subcontinent and buried countless races in the vast grassland before he came into the sight of humans.

As his opponent.

When Shu Zhan was his age, he was still being chased by the black dragon.

It is normal to be confused, and it is normal to be beaten by Shu Zhan, so this confusion is also normal.

In this confusion.

A pair of slender arms suddenly stretched out from Caesar's waist, crossed each other, and embraced each other.

A gentle voice sounded.

"I will stand behind you."

But no matter how confused Caesar was, he could not retreat.

………….

The final decisive battle came quickly, and the flag of the Rat War appeared on the battlefield, which had already announced something.

The lightning cannons that had been set up began to fire without restraint.

The roar of the artillery fire was the prelude to today's battle.

The lightning cannons could not blow open the solid fortresses built by the magicians accompanying the army, but this did not mean that such roars were meaningless.

This was to open the way.

The area where the two sides fought, the area that had changed hands several times in the past few days, just yesterday, the rats took the initiative to retreat and gave this area to the holy war army.

Now, there are a lot of measures in it.

The holy war army has indeed advanced a long way. Including this area, this road leading to the top of the sea cliff has been halfway through, and the continuous position built by the rats has already fallen by a large part.

However, the end of this war is estimated to be faster than they expected.

In the continuous roar of the lightning cannons, this area that had just been captured by the holy war army was completely and saturated.

It caused considerable damage.

Those imperfect measures and the fortress under construction are not without loopholes, especially in this nearly saturated attack.

There are constantly Crusade soldiers swept by the dark blue lightning that permeates along the gaps and cracks, turning into living dead people falling to the ground.

Countless ratmen followed closely, appeared in the whistle, and rushed towards this battlefield in chaos. Today, these ratmen who rushed to the battlefield are different from usual. They are very excited and excited. They raised their spears high and shouted sharply without stopping.

They ran towards the Crusades very actively.

A strange scene, such initiative seems not to appear on these guys.

One by one, the noisy young ratmen, the uneasy guys who survived one or two wars, the old foxes who survived wars, and the ratmen priests who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

No matter which of these guys, they will never take such initiative.

A strange scene.

Until the black dragon flag appeared behind all the ratmen, fluttering in the sea breeze, this strange scene was explained.

Can't retreat, don't be cowardly, this time it's not those cold executioners standing behind many ratmen, but the great, cruel, and powerful commander-in-chief, who stands behind all the ratmen.

Unlike the last time, their commander-in-chief really appeared behind them this time.

Don't retreat, don't be cowardly.

The last war has left countless ratmen still floating on the cliff with the wind.

If they are noticed by the commander-in-chief, they will be hung high.

Of course, there will be excitement.

If they are noticed by the commander-in-chief, maybe they will be noticed by the commander-in-chief, then maybe, maybe they can be different from the ratmen around them.

In such a complex emotion, the rats appeared on the battlefield with fear and excitement, and launched a mighty charge.