From Skaven to God-King of War

Twin Fortress.

The dark gate opened again on this day, and countless ratmen swarmed out in the crowd.

The first wave of ratmen appeared only, and countless ratmen poured out from the slowly opened dark gate.

The great noble who supported the noble coalition was perhaps one of the few great nobles in the Dark Eyes who did not devote all his energy to the game of power that was about to start.

Always stationed in front of the twin fortresses, stationed in the connecting area of ​​the two continents.

Duke Walton Bird, a great duke born in the barren land of the far east.

He seemed to be prepared for all this, and he never relaxed during this period.

Perhaps because of the urgency of the war, the ratmen launched a charge during the day, and such a charge did not need the lighting technique to give a warning.

In the newly built fortress, this great noble whose appearance was not so eye-catching compared to his title, he put on his armor, which was a rather gorgeous set of armor, and stood on the high platform, with knights standing in front of him.

Shouting loudly, shouting for glory.

Brought waves of cheers.

The knights began to climb the city wall, and the ratmen also arrived.

Three flags were erected in the chaos. It is doubtful that in such a chaos, these ratmen warriors belonging to three armies can really find their commander.

In a huge crowd, in the chaos, in the sharp and piercing sound, the ratmen slammed into the fortress fiercely.

No more preparation, no more orders and commands, not even a long ladder.

In an extremely rough way.

Rush, rush, rush, and then hit this solid fortress.

It’s not that the ratmen didn’t prepare war equipment. In fact, these things have been piled up behind the Twin Fortresses.

It’s just that it’s obvious that whether it’s the private army leaders sent by the rat lords or the war priest, they don’t take the ratmen warriors in their hands seriously.

These guys are accumulating more and more in the corners of the vast grassland day by day.

Of course, this is something that Shu Zhan would do, but how should I put it? They may not have Shu Zhan's prestige and ability, but they have learned Shu Zhan's bad habits.

In addition to the flag, he should be more particular, climbing on the bodies of the guards who are chasing him fanatically, standing on the heads of these surging guys, emerging on this battlefield, waving his flag, calling loudly with that sharp voice, trying to fight against this chaotic state.

His behavior is actually an abnormality.

Too unique.

Is it true that in the daily shouting, even he believes in those unreliable slogans?

Not really, no one can understand the hardships of this road better than Qi, can he not know that the words he shouts every day are just talk?

Of course, of course, he does this not because he cherishes these worthless and humble guys, but more for himself.

He escaped from the rush and stayed in the twin fortresses. He had contact with the temple guards early and turned himself into a chess piece.

Everything went so smoothly. He brought the war back, but it was not as he thought.

As a remnant appointed by Rat War, he joined the temple guards, but did not get the complete bet of the temple guards.

When the war was about to start, those big men were eager to promote the war. It was at this time that he waited for a group of rat priests to fall from the sky.

Even if the temple guards never lack blood mushrooms, as long as there are choices, there will be a difference in weight. Moreover, in this war, the temple guards did not intend to completely rely on the rat caravans, but relied on themselves to pull up a not-so-good logistics line.

It was right not to believe in the rat caravans. Rat War once thought that he could easily suppress these greedy guys.

But it was hard for Qi.

The problem arose. In the stumbling of the logistics line, the temple guards had two choices in front of them. One was Qi, the orthodox rat warlord, and the other was a large group of war priests from the rat army.

Their choice became clear at once.

I have to admit that war priests are really useful.

Wearing heavy armor on the battlefield, holding the spear high in their hands, shouting sharply, charging while constantly spreading various inspiring divine arts. The iconic killing aura ensured that as long as they did not die while running wildly on the battlefield, the morale in this area would never collapse.

And what did Qi have?

Qi only had this group of defective guys tightly gathered around him.

He had no right to choose, he could only hold on to these tightly.

Shouting loudly on the battlefield was not safe, but it was simple. Even if he had already emerged, Qi still did not seem very noticeable in this chaotic battlefield.

The owners of the two flags, in order to compete for merit, have already appeared at the forefront of the war.

The ratmen warriors began to climb the city.

Their sharp claws could firmly cling to the not-so-smooth city wall. The ratmen behind them came in waves, pushing the guys in the front to keep moving forward.

In such a short period of time, the military mages were unable to shape the walls of this fortress into such a smooth state that the rat people could not get their claws on them.

However, some good things from the underground of Yuanwang City were partially dug out, and the stone pillars engraved with inscriptions were relocated under the fortress.

It's just very unfortunate that due to the slight changes in the rules of the world, these stone pillars have become less effective.

The military mages were debugging nervously, but this problem could not be completely solved for a while, which exposed a fatal loophole in the fortress.

In general, this war was not that exciting. In the absence of lightning cannons and chaos cannons, the war returned to the desperate melee combat.

Throwing stones, fire oil, magic, each rat-man fell from the city wall, and disappeared in the crowded tide of rat-men with horrified shouts.

Regardless of the pressure, with the participation of these rat priests, it is not a difficult thing to continuously push these despicable guys onto the battlefield.

Wailing, neighing, roaring, and gradually turning red, the rat warriors advanced desperately.

At the same time, the Ratmen opened a tunnel underground.

You have to admit the efficiency of the Great Claw Priest engineering team, although this hastily dug underground tunnel is not that reliable.

When the tunnel was about to be completed, the slave rats involved in the construction were driven out of the underground tunnel without hesitation. They were used as the first batch of cannon fodder to explore the path and to attract attention.

The Big Claw Priests were not too distressed by such an act of slaughtering donkeys. With the strong support of the rat lords, a large number of rat caravans came to the Twin Fortresses every day, and rat men were bred in cities one after another. Houses, workshops, and growing rooms are all operating at full capacity.

In such a situation, they certainly would not be moved by the loss of some slave rats.

A large number of gray-headed slave rats suddenly appeared in this strong fortress, causing a considerable degree of chaos, but causing no casualties. These timid guys were completely gone after being thrown a round of spells by the accompanying mages on the city wall. courage.

Running around in this fortress like crazy.

Some even wanted to go back through the dug underground tunnels, but unfortunately, as soon as they got in, they ran into a group of tall guys.

Such narrow underground tunnels make the rat trolls particularly restless.

It wouldn't be a good thing to run into them at this time.

Chaos suddenly began to spread within the fortress.

The defense of the noble coalition became precarious.

This seemed like it would be a good start.

Until that gorgeous armor appeared on the city wall.

The commander of the noble coalition, Duke Walton Byrd, stood on the city wall. Compared to the chaos in the fortress, the situation on the city wall was not that critical.

The towering city wall is an extremely strong line of defense.

Climbing alone is already an extremely difficult task, not to mention having to face all kinds of interference.

But there is no doubt that the chaos in the fortress brought about a wave of morale.

A large number of magic knights have formed a formation and are pressing towards the entrance of the underground tunnel where ratmen are constantly pouring out. Nearly half of the defense measures on the towering city wall have changed their aim.

The mobilization of defensive forces brought about a void in defense, and more and more rat warriors began to rush onto the city wall.

The swing in morale at this time is fatal. The too-narrow underground tunnels are also restrictive for the rat people. Even if the terrifying distortions like rat trolls are constantly pouring out, forming a defensive formation will not change the situation. The magic knights equipped with heavy tower shields were still able to deal with it.

Humanity is also making constant progress.

The fall of the city wall is undoubtedly more fatal.

The long swords struck the rough chain armor, making crisp sounds.

The rat people have never forgotten what they are best at, and they are constantly strengthening this point.

Perhaps in the near future, the warhammer will become the most commonly equipped weapon among Dark Eye human warriors.

Supported by the killing aura, the rat warriors who climbed up the city wall rushed towards the human warriors in front of them manically and without any rules.

He was slapped hard in the face by a wooden shield and fell off the city wall.

Obviously, these guys are too young and not as experienced as their predecessors. Those senior rat warriors would not be so reckless.

Those guys are not only resistant to all kinds of mad magic, but they also know more clearly that the first thing to do when climbing the city wall is to stand firm, rather than to show their teeth and claws with a ferocious look.

The young Skaven warrior streaked across the sky, bringing with him the drawn-out scream.

Or perhaps, there will be fewer and fewer opportunities for the two sides to fight face-to-face in subsequent wars.

The Rat People caught the Dark Eye Humans by surprise, and the absence of magic weapons reduced this war to its most barbaric form.

The decision made by the commander of the noble coalition was correct. In a very short period of time, the two sides fighting on the city wall formed a flesh and blood mill.

Blood, death, and the rat-man corpses falling like raindrops.