Chapter 157: The overriding sheep orcs, the returning knights, and the expectations of the rat war

Chapter 157: The overriding sheep orcs, the returning knights, and the expectations of the rat war

The wind brought the sheep-orc army into the tide-like rat-man army.

All that caught the eye were the gray and black rat men clustered together.

A sharp, chaotic roar filled his ears.

Don't be afraid, and don't be afraid.

He raised the flag in his hand high, and the sheep orc knights followed behind him.

The sheep orc army carried by the wind is not an elite one.

Many of them are covered with fine white mycelium. These are infected people.

He was already weak from the sudden outbreak of plague.

This is the choice of the wind.

There would have been more chances if he had not brought along these infected sheep orc warriors.

In order to give the sheep orcs more chips after the failure.

The orc knights follow this banner.

Start charging, withdrawing, and then charging again, this cycle process.

Feng used his group of sheep orc knights as shock knights.

But in fact, the sheep orc knights are not very competent at this point.

Even during the impact, a large number of rat warriors were trampled to death as easily as grass.

The Skaven were too short, and also had little protection.

A hole was opened in the formation of the rat army.

What followed was not smooth.

Rat warriors are constantly coming to fill this gap.

The sheep orcs wanted to kill the rat war who was surrounded by the rat army in the center.

The rat warriors were more forced to join the battle.

Except for those senior rat warriors who are eager to rise, there are almost no guys in the rat army who are willing to take the initiative to fight.

But most of the time it is not up to these rats to choose whether they are willing to fight to the death or not.

The rat warriors near the gap had no choice at all.

In the surge of the huge rat tide, he was voluntarily pushed into the battlefield that was about to be trampled by the sheep orc knights, using his own flesh and blood to block the opponent's charge.

Their desperate wails did not interrupt the rhythm of the huge rat tide.

The pervasive smell of blood even made the rat warriors near the battlefield excited and restless.

Even though most of this blood comes from their colleagues.

Just two rounds of charge.

This battlefield has been painted red.

The charge of the Sheep Orc Knight began to slow down.

Because of physical strength, and also because of the penetration of the rat army.

Many of these infected sheep orc knights, who were already weak, were already out of breath after two rounds of charges.

But the huge tide-like rat-man army in front of them did not decrease much.

The remaining road is not easy to walk, and you can only fill it with your life.

Feng didn't look at the tribal warriors behind him. The flag was still held high. This old sheepman, who had experienced ups and downs, did not have many emotional fluctuations at this time.

After a short period of preparation, the final charge was made.

He crashed hard into the surging gray-black tide in front of him.

He almost rushed in front of Shu Zhan.

However, they were finally stopped by these rat warriors who were voluntarily entered into the battlefield with their own bodies.

Here, the mocking expression on Rat Zhan's face is clearly visible.

There was no more withdrawal from the rat army.

The rat army under Shu Zhan was not as useless as those under Sheng Qi.

At the very least, these guys' desires were successfully aroused.

Now most of the ratmen in the ratman army no longer shout the name of the gods when charging.

As civilization advances, the burning fire of desire gradually takes a specific direction.

Begin to be recognized by these numb and confused rat people.

They gradually began to have what they wanted and knew what they wanted.

They voluntarily set foot on the battlefield for various things.

But this does not mean the retreat of the authority of the gods. Such a change has already happened once in another group in the Ratman Kingdom.

Such is the case with the Skaven Priests.

They fight for their own desires and greedily grab everything for their own desires. Do they call out to gods when they do these things?

Won't.

But this did not prevent them from kneeling down in front of Du Yuan and praying humbly and devoutly.

Everything about them has already been firmly held in Du Yuan's hands.

But now, such a process has begun on these low-level rat people.

As civilization progressed, the rat people did not become rational. On the contrary, they enthusiastically and humblely put collars on themselves, and the reins were proactively given to Du Yuan.

Everything the rat people have is gradually being held in the hands of the superior god.

Just for that little bit of glory given by God.

But the glory of the gods can only be obtained through war and killing.

Even these guys are still cowards.

But their cowardice is gradually being suppressed, in the burning fire of desire, in the never-ending desire and greed.

The more thirsty you are, the braver you are, the more greedy you are, the more fearless you are.

And finally, in the burning flame of desire that never goes out, he goes crazy.

In a sharp neighing.

The rat people, who were not afraid of life and death, rushed towards the goat orcs.

There are too many things they want.

But no matter what it is for, it has to be taken from you!

Sacrifice! Sacrifice! Gifts and achievements!

Gifts and achievements!

The rat-men with red eyes rushed towards the sheep-orc knight in front of them like crazy.

Not much tactics.

Most of the people that caught my eye were crazy rat men.

But such a scene did not make these weak sheep orc knights have much fluctuation.

They are the ones who are going to die.

Not afraid.

Even if the wind didn't carry them onto the battlefield, the hyphae that filled their bodies would engulf them soon.

They are dying people.

It was a blessing to be gathered under that banner raised high, about to die a fierce warrior.

A brutal battle is about to break out.

The giant sheep with its body raised high easily trampled the rat people who were coming like a tide.

Round after round of bows and arrows were thrown out by the young ratmen due to their poor shooting skills.

But most of them landed on their own heads.

After one or two waves of arrows fell, some angry rat warriors were driven towards the sheep orc knights.

Then trampled into clay.

It's just that these sheep orc knights don't have thick armor and stomach protection after all, and neither do their giant sheep.

The spear in the hand of the rat warrior cannot hit the leg bone of the giant sheep as effectively as the war club in the hand of the giant rat knight.

But when the senior rat warriors mixed in the tide of rat men sent rough spears into the belly of the giant sheep.

These giant sheep with excellent endurance could only collapse helplessly while neighing in pain.

In the excitement of the death scream, the fanatical rat people would swarm forward, with red eyes, towards the falling sheep orc knight.

The constant influx of ratmen is quickly squeezing the space on the battlefield.

Everything that caught his eye were ratmen, so many that the goat-orc knights could cut off the head of a ratman warrior just by waving the scimitar in their hands casually.

The Skaven are dying off every moment.

But the balance of victory was slowly but firmly falling towards the rat people at this moment.

If you raise your sight a little higher, you can see it.

The rat warriors had completely trapped the sheep orc knights, and even in that difficult battle, they were still moving forward.

But it had little effect.

It was obvious that they were still fighting tenaciously, it was obvious that the high-flying flag had not yet fallen, and it was obvious that a large number of rat warriors fell around them like wheat.

But the victory of the war is getting further and further away from them.

Shu Zhan stood on the high platform without moving.

The disdain and ridicule on his face became more and more clear. Behind him, the blood-red shadow looked down coldly at the battlefield in front of him.

The rat people became even more crazy, in the halo of killing propped up by the rat war.

Even the sheep orcs began to be affected, and some bloodshot eyes crawled into the eyes of these sheep orc knights.

In the angry shouts, he became reckless and angry, and in the killing halo of the rat war, he regained some of his complexion like a flashback.

But alas, this changes nothing.

More sheep orc knights were pulled off the giant sheep and drowned in the surging rats, accelerating the defeat of this army.

Destruction is at hand.

Even though the morale of this army never collapsed, even though the flag that was raised high never fell.

Miracles seem hard to happen.

Until the ground started shaking.

A troop of cavalry appeared from behind the Skaven army.

This is Feng's last bargaining chip and a variable beyond his control.

He did not give the order to the 30,000 sheep orc knights who had sent out to turn back. All they had to do was to lure the rat knights away and preserve the fire.

But at this time, these 30,000 sheep orc knights came back.

They came back voluntarily.

It's hard to tell whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

But one thing was finally determined.

The sheep orcs have no way out.

If all these knights were lost on this battlefield, then even if the sheep orcs still have large and small tribes, they can be declared destroyed in advance.

The returning sheep-orc knights crashed into the rear of the rat-man army.

And further away.

It was the running rat knights.

The speed of the sheep orc knight is much faster than that of the rat knight.

After seeing the arrival of reinforcements, the sheep orc knights who were about to be engulfed by the rat men were excited and began their final struggle.

Feng saw the returning team, his expression was still calm, but the flag in his hand was raised higher.

Under his leadership, these remaining plague-infected sheep orc knights rushed toward the center of the rat army like crazy.

With such crazy energy, it was hard to tell for a moment which side was the Rat Man.

Loud songs came from the other side of the battlefield.

It was the group of returning sheep orc knights who all sang the song of the hero. Most of the races on the grassland like to hide their history in the legend of the hero, and weave the story of the hero. Sung as a ballad.

At this time, the sheep orc knights sang such a song.

But it is not the songs of the ancestors and ancestors in history.

The story of an old and waning fellow was sung.

Yes, the story of the wind.

This is the good thing about living a long life. What I did when I was young has become unfamiliar with the passage of time, and it has become a story.

At this moment, the wind was finally no longer calm, and complex emotions appeared on his old, wrinkled face.

Then there's the relief and that surging desire.

He is the hero of the sheep orcs, Wind! It is also the eagle soaring on the grassland!

The glory of his youth seemed to return to him, straightening his spine.

Just like before, he will once again save his own race and save the group of warriors who follow him.

Loud cheers.

"We are the eagles on the grassland!

Can we win! "

At this moment, the tired plague-infected knights behind Feng gave their answers.

"able!"

A large number of knights began to actively enter a state of madness, and abnormal rosiness appeared on the faces of these sheep-orc plague-infected knights.

As members of the large clan of orcs, these sheep orc knights naturally have the ability to become mad.

But there is no doubt that this is an act of drinking poison to quench thirst.

How can their bodies that have been destroyed by plague and battles withstand the madness?

At that moment when the blood that surged with excitement stopped, it was time for these guys to die.

Fearless and determined charges appeared on the bodies of two sheep orc knights.

The target, without a doubt, is the rat war standing on the high platform.

But Rat Zhan didn't panic, nor did he retreat.

He stood arrogantly, even his mocking expression did not stop.

His opinion has remained unchanged.

Both that damn red lizard and the old sheepman in front of him are complete idiots.

Two goat orc knights slammed into the rat army.

But they were all forced to stop.

The plague knights led by Na Feng were stopped by the rat war team surrounded by rat warriors.

These rat-man supervisors, who formed a spear phalanx, were born to be the nemesis of the knights.

They stopped the violent wind and the plague knight.

And those sheep orc knights who returned.

A newly formed army, the ferocious knights wearing full-body iron armor, running silently on the battlefield, met them.

When they vented most of their impact on the rat army.

This group of silent knights came forward.

Of course, even if they were covered in full-body iron armor, even if they were riding ferocious giant rats, it was impossible for the five hundred ferocious knights to stop the thirty thousand sheep orc knights.

So after most of the violent charge was vented on the panicked rat warriors, the ferocious knights were assigned to join the battlefield by the rat war, and they did not need to go head-to-head with this group of sheep orc knights.

Just need to entangle these sheep orc knights.

Not far away, the rat knights were running towards them.

Rat Zhan is very curious, will this old sheepman have a different reaction when facing death this time?