Chapter 349, Western Expeditionary Force

Chapter 349, Western Expeditionary Force

Thanks to the rat councillors for the top-up.

More things were sent to this battlefield.

This is a war recognized by everyone.

One by one, the young rats just walked out of the breeding house and the rat university. After a long march, they came to this dark twin fortress and were pushed out of the gate.

Ravines, dense ravines, fortresses, raised fortresses fell regularly on this battlefield, stone pillars, stone pillars engraved with strange patterns were raised one by one.

Corpses, corpses were piled high.

Brave men, warriors of the great gods, in this holy war, consumables, consumables.

In the curses, urging, being pushed onto the battlefield, being pushed onto the battlefield.

Entering trenches.

Misty light balls whizzed overhead, dyeing the sky with a few mottled colors.

In the fortresses, amidst the harsh shouts and the sound of gears turning, things were constantly thrown out.

Stepping into the battlefield with confusion.

Being pushed to the front battlefield.

A new round of charge is about to begin. In the waving flags, I can't help but rush to the battlefield. In front of me, what appears in front of me is a towering wall stained with blood.

Another round of charge is over.

The young guys, the young guys with fear on their faces, they are also piled up high.

In front of the dark gate, the rat priests standing on the high platform are still shouting loudly in a sharp voice.

"For the gods! For the gods!"

This is a sacred war.

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Outside the City of Light, in a muddy field, a young wizard is busy.

The wheat he planted is ripe and must be harvested.

In the busyness, he raised his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his muddy hands.

In the grand city not far away, another banquet was going on, but he couldn't attend it.

The wheat was ripe and golden, but it was particularly troublesome to harvest it. After all, it was a bit of a waste of talent for a serious wizard to do these things.

He was an honorary knight not long ago, well, he is still now.

But after the sun rose again, his treatment was obviously not as good as before.

After the sun rose, people didn't need heroes.

In a daze, he was disturbed by the sound coming from afar, and a team appeared in front of him, a very depressed team.

Looking up, the guy leading the team in the distance also looked at him at this time.

It was a guy riding on a warhorse, carrying a flag, a guy who was in a mess but looked very calm.

Caesar raised his head to Arthur as a greeting, but Arthur was obviously a little at a loss for such a situation and didn't know what to do.

Until this depressed team left.

Arthur always felt that he might have seen the guy with the flag on his back at some point, but he just couldn't remember it.

But that guy was really seriously injured.

After thinking for a while, Arthur put all this aside and focused on harvesting the wheat in front of him again.

During this period, the political structure in the human empire was extremely chaotic, and the fight for the throne had not yet ended.

But that was a dispute among the nobles.

After the sun rose, for those ordinary guys who returned to small towns and villages, sowing was the top priority.

This year will not be a stable year either. It can be expected that one after another high taxes born out of war will fall on their heads soon.

We must hurry up.

Piece after piece of land was reclaimed on the deserted land, and everything seemed so urgent.

The knights were gradually returning to their castles.

After experiencing the baptism of the magic tide, although most of the land was empty, the remaining things were basically dangerous and difficult to deal with.

From time to time, rumors of demonized beasts slaughtering villages spread.

But there is no way. When the day breaks, it is time to sow seeds, otherwise there will be nothing to eat.

Some farmers in the village even took the initiative to look for the noble lords above them.

But their knights may not have survived the long night.

The demand for mercenaries began to increase.

Just as the great nobles in the human empire were fighting fiercely with the royal family for power, large areas of power vacancies appeared in villages and towns.

This is a new era, not only for ratmen, but also for humans.

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In the underground rat city, the Western Expeditionary Force began to expand its army.

Sheng Qi wanted to re-dispatch the Western Expeditionary Force to the rolling hills.

This is a very dangerous move, but it is also something that must be done.

Without the protection of the Western Expeditionary Force, his control over the underground rat city will plummet, and his own safety will no longer be guaranteed.

Can he put his own safety on the temple guards and rat priests?

But he had to do it.

He tied the Church of the Spirit of Gears firmly to his chariot in order to take back the hills into his own hands. Although it was impossible to do so with the current Church of the Spirit of Gears, the rat lords had gradually established a foothold there.

But part of the rolling hills must be in his own hands.

Although it sounds strange, as the ratman high priest, he is also in urgent need of merit. He must intervene in that war. This is a very important matter.

The sooner the better. Send the Western Expeditionary Force back to the rolling hills. With the Gear Spirit Church on the table, he should be able to do this well. In order to stabilize the ratman lords, he has drawn a large order.

But if he does this, his safety can no longer be guaranteed.

Today, Sheng Qi came to the original temple. He came here openly without being stopped by anyone. Such a thing was difficult to imagine in the past. For him.

Because he did not have the qualifications.

But now, he can come here openly.

Even the temple guards standing in the temple have to bow to him.

Step by step forward, he came to the sacred altar. He did not look at the pillar standing in front of him, but turned his head and looked at the empty hall in front of him.

Sheng Qi has always wanted to be a big shot.

However, it was undoubtedly the white rat who revealed to him what a big shot should look like.

At this moment, he imitated the white rat's appearance and the posture of the white rat in his memory, looking down at the empty hall in front of him.

Is there anything to hesitate about?

No need to think anymore.

He will never give up this position, never.

Even death can't make him give up.

A poor guy took the bait, biting the cheese that would never belong to him completely in the exquisite cheese plate.

"I am the high priest! I am the high priest!"

In this empty hall, such words echoed.

In a very short time, the Western Expeditionary Force left the underground rat city after preparation. As the only organized army in the current rat empire, the Western Expeditionary Force now faces many problems.

But the most serious problem is undoubtedly the absence of the supreme commander.

The combat effectiveness of the Western Expeditionary Force has always been questioned. When Sheng Qi was there, he could at least push these useless guys forward. If Sheng Qi was not there, it would be hard to say what would happen.

Sheng Qi did not train any successors.

Perhaps Sheng Qi should not have rashly sent the Western Expeditionary Force back to the rolling hills.

It's just a pity that there is no better way.

At this time, even if he was unwilling, there were not many candidates for Sheng Qi to rely on.

Those unreliable ratman raiding knights, those equally unreliable big claw priests.

Which one should Sheng Qi choose?

This is really a very difficult question to make a decision.

In the end.

Sheng Qi chose the two of them.

There is no standard supreme commander in the Western Expeditionary Force now, but a group of commanders.

Among the ratman raiding knights and the big claw priests of the ore spirit, Sheng Qi selected some candidates, and they led the current Western Expeditionary Force together.

Okay, okay, I have to admit that this is a bad decision. It is a great risk to choose one of those unreliable guys to lead the army.

And now, it is a group of unreliable guys. It is hard to imagine what the future of the Western Expeditionary Force will become.

But Sheng Qi has no better way.

He cannot fully trust his guards and the big claw priests of the ore spirit. The risk of letting one guy coordinate everything is too great. On the contrary, if he chooses a group of guys, his influence will be more sustainable in the Western Expeditionary Force.

This is a helpless way.

Sheng Qi envied Shu Zhan at this time. After all, in the entire Ratman Empire, the most loyal stupid guys have always gathered around Shu Zhan.

But envy alone does not have much effect.

After Shu Zhan died, all parties tried to train this group of stupid guys, but the effect was not good. They did not show the combat effectiveness they once had under Shu Zhan, and were gradually abandoned.

They are no longer sent to the battlefield and are scattered all over the Ratman Empire.

Now, the life of this group of stupid guys is not easy. If they are not sent to the battlefield, they will be regarded as defective products. Although they are the former guards of Rat War, they will not be directly abandoned or recycled, but it is inevitable that they will be sent to various places to serve as slave rats.

There is a group of stupid guys who were eliminated in the war. After the death of Rat War, a group of limping stupid guys spontaneously gathered together to form a mercenary team. They are currently active in the area of ​​Gemini Fortress.

They seem to be sure of one thing.

They seem to want to find the body of Rat War.

But this is a very slim thing. They have to cross almost the entire main continent to reach the battlefield where Rat War fought the last battle.

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What happened in the underground Rat City was soon conveyed to the Mineral Spirit Church in the rolling hills.

Stunned, unbelievable, angry, terrified, thoughtful, ambitious, all kinds of emotions appeared on these guys' faces, but no matter how their emotions fluctuated, what could they do? They really didn't have any more choices. Holding on to Rope Seven tightly was the only way out.

What’s more, Sheng Qi gave the reward before he mentioned it.

In any case, they got a seat as a ratman councillor.

They could only accept it, and could only accept it all.

Not long after, the Western Expeditionary Force returned to the rolling hills.

The last bit of hesitation was also offset. In a quarrel, an old big claw priest was pushed out to rush to the underground rat city to serve as the thirteenth ratman councillor.

The gear rat is back.

The rolling hills are now in a mess, in the gamble of Sheng Qi’s unhesitating support and dispatching the Western Expeditionary Force.

Sheng Qi did not give these guys more opportunities to pull. He had only one request, that in three months, the Western Expeditionary Force would set out again to attack the human empire by sea.

This was an extremely harsh requirement, which brought chaos.

The guys who were appointed by Sheng Qi have begun to jump up and down.

However, all this has nothing to do with Gear Mouse for the time being. Although he made a big splash in the underground mouse city this time, and even saved the Gear Spirit Church and Sheng Qi, Sheng Qi did not give him an appointment.

Well, prejudices are deeply rooted. Even among those unreliable big claw priests, Gear Mouse's unreliability is among the top in Sheng Qi's heart.

But he still has merits after all. Sheng Qi provided him with a wave of investment for him to tinker with his damn wheel.

This made Gear Mouse very happy.

But he did not start immediately.

This time when he arrived in the underground mouse city, he saw many new things that made him excited, and one of them was particularly eye-catching.

That is the steam engine. This strange machine that only needs to add some water and black stone to make the gears rotate continuously is really beautiful.

He felt that he had found the absolute core of his terrifying giant wheel. The constantly pumping steam engine drove the terrifying giant wheel to rotate and crushed all the guys in front of him.

Yes! That's the feeling, it's so wonderful!

Inspiration, inspiration is about to burst out, Gear Mouse has already drawn a conceptual drawing for the wonderful giant wheel.

This is a destructive weapon.

A wheel.

A destructive giant wheel.

It makes people excited.

But there is still a problem waiting for Gear Mouse to solve.

He is not very familiar with the steam engine. Well, as a guy who pursues perfection, he doesn't really want his perfect weapon to be a carrier defect at the beginning of its birth.

He needs something to practice, he needs to be familiar with the construction of the steam engine.

What should he use to practice?

Gear Mouse, who is in the root city, naturally set his eyes on the rat warships being assembled in the inland docks.

This is indeed a very suitable thing to practice.

Not long after, Gear Mouse returned with these heavy news, and smoothly took the construction of the rat warship into his own hands.

The rat warship will become the first batch of war machines equipped with steam engines.

How to say it, a weird feeling.

The ratmen's crooked maritime technology suddenly changed direction, drawing a standard elliptical arc on the strange technology tree.