Chapter 146, the collision of madness and ruthlessness, pure war

Chapter 146, the collision of madness and ruthlessness, pure war

Rat Zhan led the rat knights away from the large army and first arrived at this huge grassland camp where giant sheep were grazing.

This was a sudden attack.

A large number of rat knights began to line up.

All that's left is to charge!

This is a scene that is hard to see in Ratmen, a neat charge, a quiet charge, and a decisive charge.

It's hard to imagine that these noisy and cowardly rats can display such aura.

And the commander of all this was the rat who fell into the final battle of the knights.

The war flag behind it was buzzing, and the mottled stitched skin on the war flag was replaced by rat war.

Putting on the dark dragon skin, this was the most powerful creature that Shu Zhan had ever hunted.

The patterns of gods are painted on it.

At the same time, he was also covered in a dark leather armor, with an armor stomach made of dragon skin.

Rat War did not lead the charge.

But with just an order, his personal guards, these rat knights selected from the rat warrior team, began a desperate charge.

And all this also caught the sheep orcs in the continuous tents by surprise.

Yes, these rat knights are indeed weak, but there are too many of them.

Boundless rat knights appeared from the end of sight, gathering into a black tide.

But this huge number of enemies did not have the courage to defeat the sheep orcs.

A large number of sheep orc knights rushed out of the continuous camps.

And spontaneously gathered into a team to attack the rat knights who were coming like a tide in front of them.

Even in this most fertile pasture of all seasons, the grassland is the most essential color.

It's still cruel.

The life that relies on grazing can easily be on the verge of collapse due to a great epidemic, a cold wave, a strong wind, a drought, or any other such thing.

Whenever this happens, they will wave the blades in their hands and seek a way to survive for themselves in the fight.

They are also cruel.

Even more fearless of death.

Of course, the sheep orcs can flee in panic, but the giant sheep grazing on the grass cannot keep up. Without the giant sheep, they, the sheep orcs, cannot survive.

So they simply won't escape.

One by one, the sheep orcs rushed out of the continuous tents and merged into the team. For a moment, an equally large team of knights gathered while running.

But if you look carefully, you can see many young and old figures in this team.

The arrival of the gods finally brought something to this grassland.

At least after crossing the threshold of civilization, more elderly sheep orcs finally no longer have to leave the tribe and face death when winter comes.

While running, this huge team of sheep orc knights rushed towards the rat knights who gathered in front of them like a black tide. However, they did not collide with each other. Instead, they stopped suddenly after getting close. The bow string was pulled, and the arrows were messy. Being thrown around a lot.

Falling like raindrops towards the approaching rat knights.

Such an attack is very effective against the armorless rat knight.

A large number of rat knights fell from the giant rats.

But this did not stop their charging posture at all, and even during the charging process, their eyes were stained with a trace of blood red.

This group of silent rat knights, this group of silent running rat knights, all let out a sharp and twisted scream at this moment.

The fallen companions were trampled without scruple, and the surviving giant rats were swept into the charging team.

Amid the twisted neighing, all that caught his eye were those blood-red eyes.

There are no new orders issued for the Rat War. For the Rat Knights, all they have to do is charge.

These rat knights are not equipped with armored stomachs. Because of poverty, one person simply cannot compete with the senior rat priests for resources by relying on rat warriors alone.

Rat War also did not equip them with shields and bows.

Even though there is no shortage of these things, a large number of crossbows and arrows obtained from the Wetland Kingdom are now quietly displayed in the Furnace City.

Just for one simple reason.

This group of rat knights simply cannot use bows and arrows skillfully.

These slow and stupid guys can only do one thing well.

That's forward.

Bring the weapon up, then move forward.

This is the only thing that can be learned by them without much training.

But in exchange for an extraordinarily crazy and decisive charge.

Yes, they can only do one thing well, so they will do it best.

A trait that rarely appears on the grassland was noticed by the goat knights gathered in front of them.

The barren and empty grasslands can only feed the greedy hungry wolves.

But today, a group of crazy rats suddenly broke in.

After throwing the arrows, he quickly retreated, and when he opened the distance, another round of volleys was fired.

This kind of attack is very effective, but it can't even stop the rat knights.

The only thing we can do is to keep increasing the distance, and keep increasing the distance.

There was no active charge.

If you could see the red eyes of those rat knights with your own eyes.

Then you will never think of fighting them personally.

No one wants to fight crazy people.

But in the end there is no retreat.

The satyr knights have retreated to the surrounding tents.

Some more immature figures poked their heads out from the continuous tents, and the huge sheep gathered behind them.

It is no longer possible to retreat.

The short bow was lowered and the scimitar was taken out.

A trumpet made of a huge ram's horn was blown.

In the vast sound of horns.

Tension and fear are let go.

The scimitar slapped the body neatly, and a neat chant sounded.

The sheep orcs did not escape, but began a desperate charge.

In this vast grassland.

The two sides collided hard.

There was an inexplicable sense of sadness.

But he was laughed at by Shu Zhan, who was looking down at the battlefield in front of him.

Rat War never respects its opponents.

The outcome has been decided.

If this group of sheep-orc knights abandon everything here and rely on mobility to continuously pull the rat-man knights, then there may be some changes in the battle.

But such a stupid charge can only lead to defeat.

In the fierce collision, rat knights kept dying, and rat knights also stepped over the corpses of their companions and rushed towards them.

Either he died in the charge, or the rough spear in his hand was sent into the body of the enemy in front of him.

One after another.

Soon, the battlefield returned to calm, and the last sheep orc knight was penetrated through the chest and fell helplessly.

The battle is over.

The rat knights focused their attention on the continuous tents in front of them.

At this time, the remaining young figures inside cast hateful glances at the rat people.

It's just a pity that rat people neither respect the elderly nor love the young.

As the first big victory on this grassland, Rat Zhan was in a good mood.

In a good mood, he decided to waste a little bit in order to announce his arrival to everything on the grassland.

The heads of all the sheep orcs were cut off, and their blood was spread on the grass, even the immature little ones.

A huge Beijing temple was built.

This group of immature little guys were beaten and placed at the top of Jingguan because their heads were too small.

By the way, there is another reserved program.

Burning flame.

This stretch of tents was also set on fire by the rat people.

Later, the rat warriors arrived, but by the time they arrived, the battle was over.

Even though they ran wildly on the grassland, they still couldn't catch up.

He could only transform into a sheep driver, and the swarms of giant sheep were driven back to the crude fortress carved out of the cliff by the rat warriors.

The priests who were chasing the rat warriors also turned their envy and desire to the rat army in front of them that had just won a great victory.

But soon something else attracted his attention.

In this burning tent, many figures who had been hiding emerged from the scorching flames.

The frightened shouts attracted the attention of these rat priests.

With greedy eyes, he did not care about the burning flames in front of him, and led his team into the flames in front of him.

They scrambled impatiently for what was left on the battlefield.

They are the best scavengers.

Whether it is the hiding survivors, the artifacts that survived the burning flames, the scattered small objects, or the incomplete weapons forgotten on the battlefield, scattered arrowheads, and broken spear points.

These messy things will be dug out by these rat priests in the following days and brought back to the gathering place.

Some guys even focused on the giant sheep that escaped in the chaos, and led their men to chase it on the grassland.

It’s hard to imagine that these guys would be a group of noble priests.

with their participation.

At this time, the place where the sheep orcs gathered was prosperous, bright, and blazing with flames.

At the edge of the continuous tents.

A gray, emaciated rat-man emerged from the flaming tent.

There was unsuppressible joy on his face.

In her hand she held a piece of leather that was also dusty.

It was she who braved the flames to rescue it from the tent.

A piece of the skin of a giant sheep.

While touching the piece of leather in his hand with joy, he murmured in his mouth.

"It's such a waste, Commander-in-Chief, how can you light up so many things at once!

How nice it would be if you gave it to me!

You must be able to exchange for a lot of blood mushroom powder! "

He muttered in his mouth, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

Avoid the rat priests with their groups.

Holding the leather in his hand, he stayed away from the continuous tents and came to an area that no one cared about.

Here, there are piles of stones, which are used by the sheep orcs to bury their clansmen and their opponents who are worthy of respect.

A pile of rocks was pushed away by her.

A hideous-looking ratman who was buried here appeared in front of him.

The rough battle flag was still firmly held in his hand, and he was the captain of the first team to reach the Rat Knights.

The skinny rat man hummed as he moved the stone, mumbling to himself as he moved it.

"I said, you bought my battle flag, and if you die, I will help you collect your body.

My nose is very good!

You really made a fortune, after all, that was the pioneering work of the future master sculptor Shaggy Rat! "

Not long after, a simple cemetery appeared on this grassland.

The battle flag was also planted in front of the cemetery.

The rough flag swayed slightly in this deserted place against the breeze on the grassland.

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The temple of the great god has been built long ago, as well as the blood pool and the divine pillar.

It's just that there were never enough sacrifices to fill the empty blood pool until this great victory.

The Rat War will use the blood of these giant sheep to fill the blood pool, and the sheep orcs whose heads were decapitated will certainly not be wasted, they will be the first batch of sacrifices.

Blood mushrooms will sprout in this rough fortress, which will be used as the basis for the rat war to start a war.

In a grand sacrifice, countless dead or alive sacrifices will be thrown into the empty blood lake in front of them.

The Blood Lake Rat War in this simple fortress was not placed in the space dug out in the mountains, but was specially carved out.

It was placed in a very conspicuous location where all the ratmen in this simple fortress could directly observe it.

The fortress is at the entrance and exit to the vast grassland.

The sacrifice will be performed in front of all Skaven in the fortress.

The throats of countless giant sheep were slit, the hot blood was poured into the blood lake, and then the bodies were discarded casually like garbage.

Just the step of injecting blood and accumulating blood lake water took a whole day.

The blood lake that Shu Zhan ordered to be dug was really too big.

The huge plundered giant sheep were all filled in, and the lake only had a shallow layer of water.

It took a day.

But it attracted a large number of rat priests and rat warriors to come here. The rat war did not prohibit them from watching, or this step was deliberately done by him.

The once sacred scene was intuitively and directly displayed in front of these rat priests and rat warriors.

They looked at it very seriously, even the boring scene of the blood pool being filled with blood, they couldn't take their eyes off it.

Not to mention the stage of sacrificial offerings, where a large number of headless sheep orc corpses were thrown into the blood lake.

In the ups and downs of the sacrifice.

The rat priests and rat warriors present held their breaths.

Rat War was the first one to do this, and those rat priests did it either out of belief or in their own interests.

The temple is tightly guarded, and everything in the temple is sacred. Even most of the official priests are not qualified to touch it.

How could it be possible for young priests, big-clawed priests, and even rat warriors to casually observe this sacred scene?

But Rat War did so.

In front of all the ratmen in the simple fortress, he threw the sacrifice into the blood pool, waved the battle flag and prayed to the gods.

Until nightfall, the flames were ignited in the open-air temple, illuminating the scene in the blood pool.

Until a blood mushroom sprouted in full view of everyone.

The sound of heavy breathing began to appear on all the rat men present, and many rat priests even kowtowed down on the spot.

They witnessed this sacred scene and the germination of God's gift.

At the same time, the endless greed officially began to emerge.

For merit, for the gods, and for the blood mushrooms.

Greed will never end.

As long as there are sacrifices on this vast grassland, as long as the rat people are still greedy for blood mushrooms.

The arrogant and wanton Rat Zhan got things done.

Stimulated by the scene of the blood mushroom sprouting, and the gift in front of me.

As long as there are still rat people arriving at this simple fortress, as long as there are still rat people who can witness the gifts sprouting in the open-air temple, as long as there are still rat people who are thirsty for blood mushrooms.

Then this war will definitely continue.

This is not a life-and-death war.

The rat people never came here for the living space, for the land, and to eliminate hidden dangers.

But for the blood mushroom!

For the merit of walking with the blood mushroom!

For the burning fire of desire!

Pure and twisted.