Chapter 228, Running at Dusk
This seasoned rat warrior was worthy of being an expert who had survived several battles. After the sneak attack was successful, he immediately turned around and fled in embarrassment, escaping into the rat crowd and disappearing without a trace.
The ferocious mace was left behind. Damn it, the sharp point on the hammer was two fingers long. Who the hell taught these guys to use this mace!
The magic knight's eyes turned red instantly. He just looked at the despicable guy who fled into the crowd of rats and disappeared, but he did not dare to pursue him anymore. After all, the hammer is a special attack on armor, even if he was wearing this strong magic armor. There is no complete immunity to this blow.
While standing, his legs felt a little unnatural, and a little blood flowed from the gaps in the armor.
In his grief and anger, he let out a distorted and ferocious roar. This roar was no less than the sharp screams of the rat people, and even scared the surrounding rat people.
This encounter was very chaotic and ended with the hasty retreat of the noble coalition.
Both sides left a large number of corpses on this battlefield, but when it came to whether the war was tragic or not, it was not that tragic. The group of noble knights did not suffer a lot of losses in this encounter, except for The unlucky guy who was stabbed to death by Rat Zhan from afar, and the unlucky group of magic knights who directly ran into Rat Zhan.
Facing the hard enchanted armor, the ratmen couldn't keep the group of magic knights at all.
Although at the end of the fight, they fled the battlefield with their troops in a hurry, the rat war was quite depressing.
This should be the messiest battle he has ever fought. Due to the disadvantages of his high degree of centralization, there are no other rat generals in the Eastern Expeditionary Force except Rat Zhan. Although Rat Zhan appointed others one after another during the war, He defeated several warlords, but these lucky people who took office as leaders and kings of the grassland tribes often died quickly in the subsequent wars.
The Rat War was targeting the leaders, commanders and kings of the various tribes of the Grassland Alliance Army. Those guys were also targeting the rat warlords in the Rat Army. After a brutal battle, every rat warlord appointed by the Rat War was... Didn't survive, which brought up a problem. After all, there was only one person in the rat war.
After losing the war team, his control over the army fell off a cliff. Just like just now, if he had enough rat warlords under his command, at least there would be no rat warriors and warlords directly under these warlords. The magic knights stared at each other.
The rat people are capable of keeping those magic tin cans.
If any of the three parties, the Skaven Priest and the Skaven Warlord, had existed, this war would not have been such a trivial matter.
But it is a pity that no one of the three parties was present. The war supervisors and the rat priests became limited rat cakes with coke flavor in the flying star. As for the rat warlords, well, this hypothesis probably does not exist, because even if they exist, There is no way to escape the probability of becoming a limited-edition rat cake.
Rather than saying that this war was fought so inexplicably because of the absence of these guys, it is better to say that without these guys, Shu Zhan still arbitrarily led a large number of troops to swim across the strait and started such an encounter and fought. Winning is even more surprising.
But even so, Shu Zhan was still not satisfied with the result and was very annoyed.
The rat people began to clean the battlefield, and various things were quickly collected, and they encountered a problem.
A big question.
These humans don’t have tails?
What should I do if I don’t have a tail?
It would be useless to fight without meritorious service. In confusion, the rat people began to search for these humans. After groping for a while on the buttocks, the rat people touched something long.
After cutting it off, he happily sent it to Shu Zhan.
Amidst the inexplicable stench, Rat Zhan raised a question mark.
As a result, the rat people's long-standing merit calculation unit, the tip of the tail, changed in this group of humans. The rat people began to pick out the blue eyes from the eyebrows of these humans.
Every Nether-Eyed Human Race has an eye between their eyebrows. However, most ordinary Nether-Eyed Human Races will never be able to open the eye between their eyebrows. This eye also appears a dim gray color, and those who have opened it will not be able to open the eye. Only the eyes of guys with solidifying spells would have that transparent, faint blue.
A simple search of the battlefield left corpses with their eyebrows hollowed out. Rat Zhan didn't even plan to hold a sacrifice and threw away these sacrifices casually.
He had to keep moving forward. Although this war made him dissatisfied, he still determined some things.
On the corpse of a serf he unearthed something similar to the hard seeds eaten by the quilboars, a handful of moist barley in a cloth sack.
Shu Zhan grabbed a handful and shook it hard, rubbing out some white powder.
Although Shu Zhan did not participate in the crusade against the wild boars, this does not mean that he has not seen these strange-looking things. During the conquest around the vast wetland, there were also some races whose food was these strange-looking seeds. .
These races have a similar characteristic, that is, they all build cities.
Wave the flag.
After seeing this scene, the rat warriors who were searching the battlefield silently gathered from all directions, gathered under this flag, and gathered around the guy holding the flag high.
Such actions are all spontaneous. Even the rat people fighting each other for the spoils on the battlefield will stop their fighting movements and converge towards the flag after seeing the dancing flag.
Soon, in front of Rat Zhan was a huge group of rat-men that could not be seen to the end.
Maybe that question already has an answer.
Why even after losing all the middle-level commanders, the rat people can still gather together to fight the war.
Because of this weird cohesion.
All this ended, the time had passed from noon to dusk, the sky was dark, and night was coming, but the sharp and chaotic cheers broke the silence of the area.
A figure climbed to a high place waving a flag, and countless figures fell to low places to respond. Bodies piled up around them, and the pungent smell of rust had not dissipated. However, this did not affect the cheers of these guys at all, nor did it affect the enthusiastic responses of these guys. , waiting for the flag to fall, waiting for the war to continue.
The flag finally fell, and they ran wildly at dusk, merging into the forest in front of them, announcing their arrival to this area.