From Skaven to God-King of War

The black ratman began to struggle.

He shouted loudly at Qi.

"Save me! Save me!"

This loud shout successfully stopped Qi and stopped in front of this thin guy.

The big claw priest who was shouting loudly saw Qi approaching and wanted to go forward to sell him, but after seeing Qi's ordinary appearance, his eyes decisively stopped on a ratman priest who was passing by, wearing snow-white fur and holding a blood-gold cane with intricate patterns in his hand.

Qi's inconspicuous appearance was indeed not attractive, at least not as attractive as the ratman priest who passed by.

Qi was able to stop in front of the black ratman without being disturbed.

The upside-down posture made this guy look a little cramped and embarrassed.

However, he deserved to be in this situation. When he returned to the ratman kingdom, the first thing he did was to slaughter all the ratman settlements in the ruins in order to obtain enough supplies.

The price was that he was surrounded by angry rat farmers with their own private army. In a chaotic battle, the black rat who was originally sure to win was beaten dizzy by the attack of the rat gun group.

In the end, he was captured and sold in a humiliating manner.

He wanted to fight to the death, but after more than ten long spears were pointed at his head, he chose to surrender very willingly.

At this time, he eagerly asked for help from the flag in front of him. If he was hung like this, he would probably not live for more than a few days.

But the flag was watching him, without any further action.

"I am willing to be driven by you, I am willing to pay the price for my life, save me, please save me!"

Hearing this, the flag was really moved. In the next war, he really needed a cannon fodder.

And the black rat in front of him was undoubtedly a qualified cannon fodder. No matter what, he was a former rat warlord and had value.

Qi finally sold the black ratman. He didn't give him the blood mushroom, but he showed a certificate made of blood gold. This certificate was given to him by the temple guards to mobilize resources.

Very directly, the big claw priest who originally didn't think much of Qi and even despised Qi, his face became a little more flattering, flexibly climbed up the rack, and cut the rope that bound the black ratman.

In a dull sound.

The black ratman fell heavily to the ground and struggled to get up, but he didn't surrender to Qi at the first time, but dragged out a big sword full of gaps from the messy pile of debris on the side.

It can be seen that this guy is by no means completely surrendered, his eyes are full of rebelliousness, but he is not stupid, and he bowed his head to Qi.

"Heimao is willing to be driven by you!"

In this way, Qi has an adjutant.

New army, new army, what is the new army?

Everything is possible. The temple guards gave too many things, and there were too many things piled up behind the twin fortresses.

It almost made Qi dizzy.

But he still forced himself to calm down. Even if he wanted everything, he had to make a choice.

The next thing to attack was a fortress.

The things to be selected needed to have a specific tendency.

Siege equipment, soul spears, enough soul ores, giant rats, rat trolls, and storm rats responsible for dragging siege equipment. Those steam tanks were not selected. The undulating mountains were not the home of these steel behemoths.

It took almost no time for Qi to pull up the 150,000 rat army. Among them, the number of storm rats was not large, only 5,000. These guys who had just emerged in the rat empire were in the limelight recently, and they were urgently needed. Even behind the twin fortresses, there were not many hoards.

Don't think that the size of the new rat army taken into Qi's hands doesn't seem to have expanded much, but the combat effectiveness is much higher than Qi's previous army.

But it's not enough, this 150,000 rat army is far from enough.

To face the current battlefield, it is far from enough to rely on rat warriors, deformed rats and storm rats alone. Other forces are needed, such as the engineering team of the big claw priests and slave rats.

They are an indispensable link in this battlefield.

But these, the temple guards can't provide either.

Don't think that the big claw priests show a humble feeling of being dismissed and summoned to either side, but their actual relationship with each party is mostly based on cooperation.

If Qi wants to make up for this part of the lack, then it depends on his own ability.

Not long after, in the noisy ruins at the edge of the bustling market, Qi found what he wanted to find.

The noisy ruins of every rat city seem to be the same.

A messy environment, a rotten wooden board with scratches on it, a large number of ratmen of various colors gathered here, and a ratman who was calm and composed.

When Qi entered this area, there was a burst of cheers inside, and the ratmen were cheering for a guy with his chest puffed out.

"Crooked Teeth, Crooked Teeth of the Bear Hunter!"

Another name was scratched out on the old wooden board.

The ratman with his chest puffed out really fit his name, with a pair of crooked front teeth.

Excited and loud shouting.

"Me! I am Crooked Teeth of the Bear Hunter! That's me! That's me!"

It can be seen that he was extremely excited about such a scene.

In excitement.

"Everyone, everyone on the field, a glass of mushroom juice, I pay!"

The cheers became more enthusiastic.

Until Qi arrived.

The tall storm rats rudely broke into this place. These well-trained guys were more able to maintain order and arrogance than ordinary ratmen.

Pushing away the ratmen in front of them, forming two neat teams, raising their heads high, these guys simply looked down on the ratmen gathered in front of them. Among them, Qi showed his figure.

Suddenly, the field was silent.

After all, the noisy ruins were just a place for some low-level ratmen to gather, and no serious big figures had ever appeared in such a place.

Qi took a step.

He took a step towards the center of the noisy ruins.

The old ratman who had always been calm knelt down to Qi.

Obviously, he was full of fear for this rat warlord who suddenly visited.

Everything was full of condescension.

The Storm Rats took this scene for granted. These guys who had received professional training and graduated from the Ratman University were indeed arrogant.

Especially for those ordinary ratmen.

To be honest, this is not a good habit, and it even affects sales. Only those serious ratman priests, temple guards and ratman warlords can command them.

Qi is not used to this kind of arrogance.

Because these arrogant guys seemed to have learned that he did not have any outstanding achievements in this war, and they seemed to look at him with a little more scrutiny.

The ratman warriors he sent to command them could not command them at all.

This made Qi dissatisfied.

Compared to being incorporated into the ratman army, these guys seemed to be more willing to exist as Qi's personal guards, or in other words, willing to exist as the personal guards of a ratman warlord, which made them flock to him.

It was not Qi himself who commanded them, but the title of Qi's ratman warlord.

Qi did not stay in this noisy ruins for long. When he left, he left a bag of blood mushrooms and an order.

The rat man who got up from the ground held the bag of blood mushrooms in his hand and looked at Qi who was going away, but he seemed to have thought of something.

In general, Qi was not so arrogant.

This is a very key point.

And the more important point is that Qi is now the only rat warlord who survived the last great expedition.

Rat War did not leave nothing behind, although he may not know what he left behind.

This is not a pretense, but a real situation. After all, when the arrogant guy was still alive, he did not look at those lowly guys who were regarded as dust.

He probably would not have thought of it.

After his death, it was precisely these lowly guys who organized their forces and spared no effort to find his body.

The rat army composed of dumb rats that abused the northern coast of the human empire, the largest rat mercenary group in history, was formed with the support of these humble guys.

Among them, these inconspicuous noisy ruins made a great contribution.

Not long after, an old big claw priest took the initiative to appear in front of Qi, not only bringing a professional big claw priest engineering team to Qi, but also bringing a reselling channel to Qi.

Qi is not rich now, and the temple guards did not provide him with more things besides resources.

And obviously, hiring these big claw priests with slave rats cannot be free, and blood mushrooms need to be paid, and Qi does not have blood mushrooms now.

Then reselling the supplies in hand has become a necessary behavior.

A large number of soul guns, giant rats, rat trolls, which were exchanged for blood mushrooms by Qi through this reselling channel.

In addition to hiring this engineering team of the Great Claw Priest, Qi also hired two more rat mercenaries as vassal troops to transport supplies for himself. At the same time, a slave-catching team took the initiative to find Qi and was willing to serve as Qi's guide.

Indistinctly, it seemed that a group of guys were actively showing goodwill to Qi.

Qi didn't know where these good intentions came from, but he took them all.

After a short period of preparation, Qi set off with the army in his hands.

Rushed to the front line.

Qi didn't figure out who was showing goodwill to him, but he didn't take the initiative to explore all this.

In fact, if there is a group of guys who are more eager for a great commander to appear again, it may not be the current rat warlords, but the group of humble guys hiding in the corner.

The rat priests and rat lords spared no effort to monopolize any output from the battlefield.

The life of the rat free people is getting worse and worse.

All of this makes them miss that arrogant guy, that arrogant great commander.

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Under the leadership of this Ratman Slave Hunting Team, Qi led the Ratman Army to march quickly.

They were getting closer and closer to the destination.

Qi was busy running in the army in his hands.

In order to win people's hearts and out of disgust for the arrogant Storm Rats, in front of all the ratmen in his hands, he dismissed the Storm Rats and handed them all to his new adjutant, Black Hair, and gathered the ratmen who survived the valley raid and appointed them as his new guards.

At this moment, under the gaze of all the ratmen under his command.

Qi personally gave the responsibility of guards to the group of guys in front of him, yes, good and bad, these guys, his former subordinates, their overall quality may not be as good as the worst group of young ratmen in the rat army he just recruited from the Twin Fortress.

Yes, it's so unbearable.

The new generation of ratmen, with the sacred gift, have better physical fitness than the previous generation of ratmen.

And the technology of the breeding house is also constantly improving.

The progress of the breeding of mother bodies and the increasingly bloody battlefield have allowed the breeding houses to get rid of the terrifying internal circulation of unlimited breeding numbers to a certain extent, and instead prefer to breed better young ratmen.

Of course, these guys without public morality have also abandoned more bizarre mother bodies that have not yet reached the scrap age in the corners of the city, creating batches of wild ratmen wandering in the dark of the rat city.

But even if they are not as good as the worst group of young ratmen in the rat army, what does it matter?

At this moment, Qi still gave the honor, blood mushrooms, status, and all these things to those old subordinates who followed him without hesitation.

Under the gaze of all the ratmen under his command.

Those unqualified guys who were mixed with many defective ratmen, his old subordinates, were extremely fanatical at this moment.

Even if Qi asked them to die in the next moment, they would probably do it without hesitation.

Qi fulfilled his promise today and gained their complete loyalty.

And it was not just their loyalty.

The enthusiasm also spread to all the ratmen present along with the pairs of eyes looking at this place.

The prestige of the flag has been greatly improved in this army.

Although it is not possible to use it as an arm at present, most of the ratmen warriors have been ignited with some desire and expectation by the flag.

Except for the group of storm rats.

They hate it so much that their teeth are almost itching.

Such a scene is of course a humiliation for them.

Just adhering to a professional attitude, they still chose to succumb to the name of the rat warlord, but it is not an easy thing to get them to cooperate in the battle.

But it is not a big problem.

They don’t know what will greet them yet, their new commander, a dwarf ratman who doesn’t look very good, a rare guy among ratmen who uses a big sword, and a former rat warlord who is more capable of fighting.