Warhammer Greenskin Inventor

Along with the stone wall and the charred corpses of the rat men, Lin Mu ordered to continue moving forward, and the big shield was once again lifted up by the orcs, heading towards the tunnel.

In the eyes of the Ratman clan leader, "it's not yet certain whether the greenskins on the opposite side still have the ability to breathe fire." It's best to test it out. You must know that if these greenskins invade their territory along the tunnel, the Ratmen will Fighting against greenskins in open areas is quite disadvantageous.

Reluctantly, the Rat Man Clan leader ordered again, letting the clan rats continue to drive away the slave rats and attack the greenskin lines. There were only slave rats, and Lin Mu really didn't want to waste his few fuel, so he ordered: : The Guards move forward, the Spitfire Team retreats, and then we, these black-skinned rats, engage in a hand-to-hand battle.

After listening to the order, the big shield of the orcs in the front row rotated, and the orc guards following in the back row got out from the gap in the shield. Only a dozen orcs blocked the entire tunnel, and as the rat men approached, , the orcs also let out a war cry, waaaaaagh, what kind of equipment can slave rats have? They are nothing more than some stone knives and pickaxes. These things hit the orcs' thick iron armor, as if they were scratching an itch. The orcs held up their round iron shields to resist first. The impact of the rat people was to stab forward with their swords, and the iron knives were pierced into the bodies of the slave rats.

The orcs relied on their own strength to push these slave rats away, and took advantage of the rat man's unstable center of gravity to slash with his sword. The iron knife that had been carefully polished by the goblins was extremely sharp under the strength of the orc. Seeing the rat man's Limbs were flying around the body, and rat-man parts were randomly chopped off and dropped to the ground. The sprayed rat-man blood spattered directly to the top of the tunnel, and then dripped from the stone wall at the top, just like purgatory.

This pair of slave rats, who already had low morale, once again caused a panic. The rat-man patriarch had no choice but to ask the clan rats to remove these frightened slave rats. After such a long period of fighting, the rat-man patriarch could probably be sure that these green slave rats Leather things, there is no longer any weapon similar to the warpstone flamethrower of the ratmen.

In this case, it is not cost-effective to send the slave rats to die. In the eyes of the rat tribe leader, the slave rats are to be killed by the enemy. When the enemy is busy killing the slave rats, the clan rats can fish in troubled waters and give the enemy a knife. If it doesn't work, it can also play the role of consuming the enemy's physical strength. This aspect is very effective for those dwarves. You must know that many dwarves will be consumed by the endless rat people.

Now the green skins on the opposite side should be tired of killing them. They might as well let the clan rats come forward and eat these dozen orcs while the green skins are tired. Thinking about his own thoughts, the leader of the rat people thought about him. The Clan Rat gave the order: Notify the Euphorbia Rats and ask them to step up.

The orcs who were addicted to watching were very unhappy when the rat people suddenly retreated. They wanted to catch up, but were stared at by a cold gaze from behind. They couldn't help but shudder. Suddenly, they thought of being punished by their boss for disobedience. The miserable situation. The guy who dared to provoke his boss was now cut into a green skin and hung on a big wooden pole. He could only live on some water and liquid food fed by the farts every day. He thought that if he didn't listen to his boss, Even if I ordered them to be chased out, it might end up like this: "The orcs think I should just die quickly."

Fortunately, the orcs did not wait too long. Ratmen holding two-handed euphorbias and wearing iron armor rushed over from the opposite side. Each of these euphorbia rats was very strong, and the armor on their bodies had spikes. He was like a hedgehog, nearly as tall as two slave rats, and already as tall as an orc. Just as the orcs were excitedly waiting for the attack of these rat-men, an order from their boss to retreat came from behind.

The orcs felt that they were broken all of a sudden. Finally, a group of good enemies came and their boss actually asked them to retreat. If it were in other greenskin tribes, it would be really difficult to drag these guys away if the orc boss didn't beat them up. After returning, but under the training of Lin Mu, these orcs gradually gained some simple obedience.

Although they were very unhappy, the orcs still retreated along the gap in the shield. The orcs, who were not very happy at first, couldn't help but grinned at themselves when they met Lin Mu's admiring eyes.

Lin Mu put a hand on the orc's shoulder and praised: Very good.

This made the orcs' unhappiness suddenly disappear completely. No longer caring about these complacent orcs, Lin Mu gave the order again: wait until these rat people get close and then fire. The euphorbia rats originally wanted to use their own euphorbias to fire. He charged forward and pierced the big halberd in his hand directly into the orcs in front. Unexpectedly, the orcs retreated.

It doesn't matter, just pierce the shield in front of him.

The euphorbia rats kept approaching, ten steps, five steps, "bang", a euphorbia directly hit the orc's pure iron shield, and the imagined situation of directly drilling a hole in the shield did not happen. A green-skinned roar was heard from behind the shield, and several strange weapons protruded from the top of the shield.

The euphorbia rats were once again subjected to the baptism of fire that the slave rats had suffered before.

Tongues of fire spit out, licking the armor and skin of the rats, leaving their own marks on the rats' bodies. Each rat was burned directly into fire rats, as if the roots could move. The torches wailed miserably outside the shield wall.

This time, the orc flamethrowers strictly followed the requirements of their boss, because the few guys who were disobedient and sprayed all the oil directly now had their flamethrowers ripped off by the boss. They couldn't bear to do so. With great skill, the big shield was lifted up by the orcs and pushed forward against the burning rats, as if they were going to push these rats into hell.

Listening to the screams and the fire coming from the front again, the rat-man tribe leader was a little confused about what to do. In the end, the rat-man tribe leader decided to continue his best "Rat Sea Tactics". Greenskins can also breathe fire, but there is a limit. If it doesn't work, just use slave rats to consume all the fuel of these greenskins.

The rat-man patriarch picked up his gem-encrusted dwarf weapon and pointed forward: yes, yes, charge me, dai, dai, charge

The clan rats once again drove the slave rats forward. Regardless of the life and death of the wailing Euphorbia rats, the black rats charged forward again. Lin Mu also hurriedly gave orders, and tongues of fire popped out again, like whips. The general beating on the body of the rat man, the smell of burnt corpses and the screams of the rat man formed a beautiful dynamic painting.