Chapter 113, The birth of a saint
In the barren mountains, Rat War finally assembled its troops, and the Eastern Expeditionary Force officially set off.
Like Sheng Qi, Shu Zhan also stopped at the outpost and also brought his own army with him.
Compared with Rope Seven, the threat of rat war is obviously more backup, but unfortunately, the ground in the outpost has been scraped once.
Even though Rat Zhan was furious, he only fished out some more blood mushrooms from the hands of the slave-catching team priests.
Leave angrily.
He also led his troops into the lush forest and disappeared.
He once swore that he would make the red lizard pay the price.
One eye is definitely not enough!
Now, it’s time for reckoning!
After Rat Zhan left, only the Central Expeditionary Force was left in the barren mountains.
Compared to the Western and Eastern Expeditionary Forces led by Sheng Qi and Shu Zhan.
There is nothing special about this force established as a support team. The only advantage is that it has a large number of auxiliary troops.
As a force formed by senior priests, this central expeditionary force brought a large number of slave rats with it.
Either the slave rats of the elite slave catching team in the outpost, or the most common and ordinary slave rats with big claws.
But the number is beyond imagination.
If there were only one hundred thousand rat warriors, then the number of slave rats brought out was five times that number.
Fully half a million slave rats were used as auxiliary troops.
The slave rats in some areas of the underground rat city were all wiped out.
The Skaven Kingdom has the largest army in history, so large that it is simply impossible for logistics to keep up.
It is impossible to feed such a large number of slave rats just by relying on the rat priests traveling to and from the rear of the battlefield.
For this, the solution given by the commander of the Central Expeditionary Force is simple.
Since you are not fed enough, then don’t feed.
He simply didn't consider the logistical problems of this group of slave rats. If he won, he would eat his opponent. If he couldn't win, he would eat himself.
Slave rats do not have any rat rights.
After Rat War left the barren mountains, this huge army officially began to assemble.
The direction of its support is equally simple and clear. Even if in principle it is heading towards the center, the situation there is difficult, so the Central Expeditionary Force chooses that direction to support.
But in fact, the relationship between the rat priests and Rat Zhan is so bad.
The option of supporting the east was rejected almost from the beginning, so the direction it would rush to was simple and clear.
Soon a huge army of rat men will join Sheng Qi's Western Expeditionary Force, and together they will press against the wild boar men in the lush forest.
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Perhaps stimulated by the rat battle, the peace in the lush forest these days was broken by Sheng Qi.
Launched an attack on a core city.
This time, the rat army, which has obtained more and better equipment, is stronger than before.
The rat warriors, who had all kinds of iron pieces tied to their bodies, wore helmets and scattered armor parts and held miners' iron picks, crossed the water channel and climbed up the city wall. They suppressed the wild boar warriors, who mostly only wore leather armor. Don't get angry.
The situation is reversed.
These ordinary quilboar warriors were outgunned in terms of equipment.
A scene that is hard to describe.
Especially when most of the messy things on the rat warriors came from the wild boars.
The reversal of this situation made the rat warriors very excited, even though their leader did not offer any bounty or reward for killing the enemy.
But these ferocious rats are just plain cruel.
The fanatical atmosphere was broken when the heavily armored warriors rushed to the city wall. Relying on the scattered rags on their bodies and their numerical advantage, it was okay to bully the ordinary wild boar warriors.
But when it comes to these iron turtles, these rat warriors who gradually transform into veteran rat warriors and those senior rat warriors will never do such a loss-making thing.
Unless the priest uses the madness technique to force him forward.
They would even take the initiative to retreat and hide behind the snarling young rat men around them when encountering difficulties in battle.
To avoid being targeted by the rat priests.
The problems caused by the lack of merit system are gradually being exposed.
After a brief attempt, Sheng Qi once again led his troops and disappeared into the lush forest.
Only a messy battlefield was left, as well as the corpses that had been stripped clean.
The newly added heavy-armored warriors among the wild boar warriors have greatly improved their combat effectiveness.
At least when these heavily armored warriors stood side by side, even the surging tide of violent ratmen could be temporarily resisted.
Because they are the absolute elite.
Those former quilboar riders.
The transformation of the quilboar knight was quickly promoted.
at the same time.
In the industrial city of wild boars in the lush forest.
A huge sacrifice is in progress.
This is not an ordinary sacrifice, but a trial, a high-level trial presided over by the Wild Boar High Priest himself.
The quilboar priest will represent the gods in this sacrifice, judging a heinous sinner who caused such chaos in the lush forest and a large number of quilboar civilian casualties.
A once powerful military commander.
The cross entwined with thorns was already prepared.
The quilboar high priest, dressed in white robes, stands before the cross.
His face was full of exhaustion, and the scepter in his hand was raised high. It was a golden scepter, a gift from the god.
Once upon a time, this golden handle was not only a gift, but also represented his right as the agent of the gods.
Even though the high priest rarely exercised this right.
Their god, the great god, is always watching over the quilboar.
Under the frequent oracles, the title of the wild boar high priest's agent of the gods has become the least important one among his various titles.
God is here, God is always watching over us.
So what is so precious about the so-called agent?
The golden scepter was waved in that tired expression, and the fatigue on his face was hidden by the wild boar high priest. His back, which was stooped due to serious illness, was straight.
There was a majestic, solemn and indifferent expression on his face.
Like a god.
The old priest felt that his god was wrong and he was too anxious.
But this did not affect his faith. He spent his whole life preaching and sparing no effort to promote the will of God.
On the contrary, now, he had some thoughts.
As a believer, the wild boar priest shouldn't think about that, but he did, and he thought about it in a rebellious way.
Think from the perspective of your least important title, think from the perspective of the agent of the gods.
Wavering, either thinking or rejecting, obviously, the wild boar high priest embarked on the path of thinking.
Du Yuan's classmate is really lucky.
Maybe soon, a true saint will be born among the wild boars.
A saint is a person who walks with the gods.