Chapter 319, War
The short break in the war is particularly valuable for the human crusade.
The trenches dug by the ratmen, the tunnels that are not completely closed, the chambers, and the simple fortresses are not particularly suitable for humans.
And in these blood-stained trenches, a large number of corpses also need to be dealt with.
They certainly can't ignore their dead companions like the ratmen.
But the time left for these things is not ample. The only reason why the ratmen didn't come again is simply because they are also laying down defenses. The big claw priests and slave rats are particularly busy now.
In fact, the Eastern Expeditionary Force does not have an advantage now. During the long run, the army in the hands of the rat war is no longer the size of the past.
So choose defense, relying on these chaotic trenches, tunnels, chambers, and war equipment, delaying time.
After the sea route was restored, the rat lords continuously transported resources here. One after another, rat transport ships came here across the sea and traded with the Rat War.
Stability will not last too long.
Rat War must use the gifts brought by victory in exchange for the continuous investment of those greedy guys.
The rat priests are like the cold-blooded monsters that devour blood mushrooms endlessly. Lizards, they can indeed let go of grievances and hatreds, and can also bring unimaginable help, but all this is premised, you must give them what they need.
You must be able to bring them benefits continuously, otherwise they will be abandoned in an instant, and there will be nothing else to say.
It's ridiculous to say.
This group of guys who have been suppressed again and again, but they were once the protagonists of the Rat Kingdom.
Now they have transformed into a group of greedy cold-blooded lizards. They once claimed to dominate everything of the rats and be able to control everything in their hands. This kingdom, countless rats, blood mushrooms, and the glory of the great gods.
Dominate all of this.
Now they have become a group of pathetic guys who rely on accumulating blood mushrooms to show off their godly glory.
Of course, compared to the vast majority of lowly and dust-like things in the Rat Empire, the Rat Priests are still high above even though they are getting weaker and weaker.
But compared to them in the past, the current group of Rat Priests are somewhat more helplessly ugly.
The bodies in the ravine were hurriedly taken away from the ravine, and the bodies of the rats had to be sorted out in the back. Such a death was not decent, and it was just a beginning.
One by one, the Crusade soldiers fell into the complex ravines that had just been seized, and stood at the front, almost separating them with flesh and blood.
The sporadic fighting did not end, and there were still rats crawling out of the buried underground tunnels.
The accompanying mages brought a variety of equipment and materials.
In the busyness, this ratman position is constantly changing. The gullies are widened, the chambers are leveled, and in a very short time, some buildings have been roughly built.
A solid position is taking shape, and the most important thing is the placement of a heavy small tower.
In the hazy magic aura, waves of regular vibrations start to spread to all parts of this area with this small tower as the center.
This is a countermeasure specially launched by humans against the underground construction of rats. Just after the prototype test, it was hurriedly carried to the battlefield.
It is not perfect, too heavy, single-purpose, and extremely consuming. These are the shortcomings of this small tower. There are not many advantages, only one, but only one is enough, especially for dealing with rats.
The small tower can suppress all underground structures in the falling area extremely stably.
Whether it is underground tunnels, pits, chambers, or anything else, they can all be suppressed by this inconspicuous small tower.
The secret is the continuous and very regular fluctuations.
The human empire is also making progress. In fact, this period is like a carnival for the magic schools and mages in the human empire. Almost every day, new concepts are proposed in this abundant magic power, and those unresolved problems are solved.
This small tower is made based on the vibration concept proposed by the wind element academy.
In the regular vibration, the underground tunnels left by the ratmen are constantly collapsing, which is more efficient than the elemental annihilation cannon, because it is not just collapsing, the entire area of the earth seems to be squeezed in this regular vibration.
Become flat and solid.
This even affects the military mages who are building defenses. One by one, the high walls that were pulled up collapsed in this regular vibration.
However, such vibrations will not have a huge impact on the surface. The deeper underground, the more it will be hit.
Will the ratmen sit back and watch these holy wars build defenses?
Of course not.
The rat supervisors finally prepared a list of the unlucky people who would be pushed to attack the front.
The harsh bells echoed on the battlefield again.
This seemed to be a signal, or perhaps the spears that had been pointed at the back were too scary to disobey.
A large number of rat warriors appeared in all directions of this human-occupied area.
The heavy little tower was still somewhat useful. At least in this counterattack, the rats came from all directions instead of rushing out from the underground of the front.
Waving their spears, they surged in a black mass, climbing the high walls that had not completely fallen, amid the panicked shouts of the accompanying mages and the angry roars of the crusaders.
The two sides fought each other.
The resolution of the ratmen councillors was not without any effect. These sturdy chain mail and an ordinary spear were distributed to every ratman who was about to step onto the battlefield.
This brought certain equipment advantages to the ratmen.
Even though the ordinary ratmen warriors were still so weak, even against the crusaders who were humble farmers not long ago, they did not necessarily have an advantage in physical fitness.
It was just that in this chaotic battlefield, in that cruel fight, the decision to win the fight was far from comparing the data on paper.
After holding the weapons, the ratmen warriors and the crusaders wanted to kill each other, and under the right conditions, they only needed one attack.
Whether it was a spear, a lance, a greatsword, or something else, it was the same.
But it was in this situation that the rats generally had one more chain mail.
This was a big improvement, which once pulled the exchange ratio of the two sides to a level that was not so disparate.
The death of three rat warriors would take away a human crusade warrior.
This was already an extremely good exchange ratio for the rats.
Whistling and pressing forward.
A human crusade warrior who was a mercenary not long ago faced the rats swarming in front of him, those ugly monsters with red eyes.
Not afraid, the long sword in his hand chopped heavily, but the effect was not so good.
A series of iron rings flew out in the harsh metal friction sound, but they also successfully saved the life of the attacked.
A sharp roar sounded in the ears.
A long spear stabbed at the crusade warrior regardless of everything.
He was not very afraid of death, and his death could be exchanged for a high amount of compensation.
Especially in the presence of that prince, he felt that his family could really get that compensation.
That was a lot of money.
A sum of money that was enough for him to sacrifice his life.
The many churches, royal families, and nobles that united together certainly had no shortage of money. The amount of money that the churches of the gods had paid to win this war was already incalculable.
That would be a pile of bright gold coins that could really be piled up into a small mountain.
They were not stingy with money.
It was also this money that made these desperate mercenaries risk their lives without hesitation.
If possible, this crusade soldier still wanted to live.
In addition to the generous pension, every ratman killed could also be exchanged for some extra bounty.
And this money could only be earned by living.
He needed more money, so he would try his best to survive.
With red eyes, he waved the long sword in his hand, blocked the stabbing spear, and crashed into the arms of the ratman warrior in front of him. In the strong collision, this ratman warrior, who was not strong, took several steps back.
It seemed that he was about to sit on the ground.
At this moment, panic and fear appeared in the eyes of the rat warrior. This was a young rat who was not experienced enough, and it could be seen from his panicked eyes.
Those old hands who had survived many wars would not panic on the battlefield.
The long sword swung by the human crusade warrior cut off the head of the young rat, and blood gushed out, and the pungent smell spread almost instantly.
This human crusade warrior was not a young man, and had a pair of weathered faces.
Swinging the long sword at this moment.
Such a scene shocked the rat warriors who kept coming from all directions.
Holding the long sword, he began to slowly retreat, wanting to retreat into the team behind him. There was a group of crusade warriors fighting with these rats who swept in again.
This is a very correct judgment. If a person is exposed to these rat warriors who keep coming, it won't take long before he will be dragged to the ground and brutally killed. Only by joining other crusade soldiers can he feel a little safe.
It is normal to make such a decision, but it is a pity that there are a few real old hands among the attacking rats.
Just as he retreated, several pairs of scarlet eyes fell on him unconsciously.
Before he could take a few steps back.
A spear suddenly emerged from the group of rats who were watching him.
It stabbed towards the chest of the middle-aged man.
Not only that, at this moment, there were spears on the side and behind him. The middle-aged man reacted quickly and avoided the joint attack of the three rats by rolling awkwardly.
This was not easy. The awkward rolling on the ground brought out traces of blood.
The three attackers showed their traces.
Some guys who were not much special than ordinary rats.
The lucky ones who survived the long run.
These are all ways to describe them.
Of course, meeting them is not a good thing.
They pressed forward together, and it was almost difficult to see cowardice in the eyes of these rats. There was only numbness and the desire to kill.
The middle-aged man struggled to get up, gritting his teeth, but it was a pity that the rats attacked from three directions.
Almost impossible to defend.
Eyes wide open.
A spear pierced his chest. He blocked attacks from two directions, but there was still one blow he couldn't block.
With the spear drawn out, the middle-aged man fell to the ground.
In this way, this human mercenary who sold his life for money died. Soon, a batch of pension funds will be sent back to that small city and delivered to the hands of an old and terrifying woman. That's his wife.
In fact, these elite ratmen should have a trait, a very special trait, and are good at group fights.
This may have a lot to do with the bad conditions during the long attack. The rat war divided these guys into small teams. In this way, no matter the external war or the mutual struggle when the steps were stopped, the situation was gradual. From a single rat-man, to a large group of rat-men, it became a team of rat-men to keep warm.
This makes these guys extremely good at cooperating with each other, and they have become even better at sieges and group attacks.
This was not a protracted and decisive attack. In fact, not long after, the rat people roared away again, after failing to break through the holy war front and destroying the heavy tower.
The rat people immediately began to retreat very naturally.
Retreating is a very simple matter for the rat people. As long as the supervising team is no longer pressing on them, a swarm of swarms will roar away in an instant.
But such an attack doesn't leave nothing behind.
The positions that had just been cleared, and the gullies that had not yet been filled in or widened, were once again filled with corpses.
There are rat people and humans.
The pungent smell of blood echoed for a long time.
In this situation, a piece of good news emerged.
The supplies officer brought over pots of hot porridge, and dinner was ready.
The Jihadists who have established a firm foothold in this position are gradually catching up with many things.
Supplies, logistics, medical care, various instruments, precision equipment of mages, and blacksmiths accompanying the army.
These are gradually coming into place.
In silence, he stared at the bloody mess in front of him, except for the Jihadi soldiers who were stationed and warned.
The others also received their own dinner, a bowl of meat porridge with a considerable thickness and a piece of hard black bread. They were looking for something to rely on casually in their exhaustion, with corpses piled up everywhere around them.
It's just that the rat people obviously don't want them to be so stable.
Amidst the roars, blue lightning balls fell wantonly.
He didn't stop for a moment, holding up his dinner and running away in panic.
The distorted and wanton shrill laughter of the rat priests could be heard in the distance.