Chapter 113, The Birth of a Saint
In the barren mountains, Rat War finally assembled its troops, and the Eastern Expeditionary Force officially set off.
Like Sheng Qi, Shu Zhan also stopped at the outpost and also brought his own army with him.
Compared to Shengqi, the threat of rat war is obviously more backup, but unfortunately, the outpost has already been scraped once.
Even though Rat Zhan was furious, he only fished out some more blood mushrooms from the hands of the slave-catching team priests.
Leave angrily.
He also led his troops into the lush forest and disappeared.
He once swore that he would make the red lizard pay the price.
One eye is definitely not enough!
Now, it’s time for reckoning!
After Rat Zhan left, only the Central Expeditionary Force was left in the barren mountains.
Compared to the western and eastern expeditionary forces led by Sheng Qi and Shu Zhan.
There is nothing special about this force established as a support team. The only advantage is that it has a large number of auxiliary troops.
As a force formed by senior priests, this central expeditionary force brought a large number of slave rats with it.
It's either the elite slave-catching team slave rats in the outpost, or the most common and ordinary slave rats with big claws.
But the number is beyond imagination.
If there are only one hundred thousand rat warriors, then the number of slave rats taken out is five times that.
Half a million slave rats were used as auxiliary troops.
The slave rats in some areas of the underground rat city were all wiped out.
The Skaven Kingdom has the largest army in history, so large that it is impossible for logistics to keep up.
It is impossible to feed such a large number of slave rats just by relying on the rat priests traveling to and from the rear of the battlefield.
For this, the solution given by the commander of the Central Expeditionary Force is simple.
Since you are not fed enough, then don’t feed.
He simply did not consider the logistical problems of this group of slave rats. If he won, he would eat his opponent. If he failed, he would eat himself.
Slave rats do not have any rat rights.
After Rat War left the barren mountains, this huge army officially began to assemble.
The direction of its support is equally simple and clear. Even if in principle it is heading towards the central part, the situation there is difficult, so the Central Expeditionary Force chooses that direction for support.
But in fact, the relationship between the rat priests and Rat Zhan is bad.
The option of supporting towards the east was rejected almost from the beginning, so the direction it will rush to is simple and clear.
Soon a huge rat-man army will join Sheng Qi’s Western Expeditionary Force, and together they will press against the wild boar men in the lush forest.
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Perhaps stimulated by the rat battle, the peace in the lush forest these days was broken by Sheng Qi.
Launched an attack on a core city.
This time, the rat army, which has obtained more and better equipment, is stronger than before.
After the rat warriors, who had various iron pieces tied to their bodies, wore helmets and scattered armor parts and held miners' iron picks, crossed the water channel and climbed up the city wall, most of them were suppressed by those who were only wearing leather. A's quilboar warrior gasped.
The situation is reversed.
These ordinary quilboar warriors are suppressed in terms of equipment.
A scene that is hard to describe.
Especially when most of the messy things on the rat warriors come from the wild boars.
The reversal of this situation made the rat warriors very excited, even though their leader did not offer any bounty or reward for killing the enemy.
But these ferocious rats are just plain cruel.
The fanatical atmosphere was broken when the heavily armored warriors rushed to the city wall. Relying on the scattered rags on their bodies and their numerical advantage, it was okay to bully the ordinary wild boar warriors. But when it comes to these iron turtles, these rat warriors who gradually transform into veteran rat warriors and those senior rat warriors will never do such a loss-making thing.
Unless the priest uses the madness technique to force him forward.
They will even take the initiative to retreat and hide behind the screaming young ratmen around them when encountering difficulties in battle.
To avoid being targeted by the rat priests.
The problems caused by the lack of merit system are gradually being exposed.
After a brief attempt, Sheng Qi once again led his troops and disappeared into the lush forest.
Only a messy battlefield was left, as well as the corpses that had been stripped clean.
The newly added heavy-armored warriors among the wild boar warriors have greatly improved their combat effectiveness.
At least when these heavily armored warriors stood side by side, even the surging tide of violent ratmen could be temporarily resisted.
Because they are the absolute elite.
Those former quilboar knights.
The transformation of the Wild Boar Knight was quickly promoted.
At the same time.
In the industrial city of wild boars in the lush forest.
A huge sacrifice is underway.
This is not an ordinary sacrifice, but a trial, a high-level trial presided over by the Wild Boar High Priest himself.
The quilboar priest will represent the gods in this sacrifice and judge a heinous sinner who caused such chaos in the lush forest and a large number of quilboar civilian casualties.
A once powerful military commander.
The cross entwined with thorns was already prepared.
The quilboar high priest wearing a white robe stands in front of the cross.
His face was full of exhaustion, and the scepter in his hand was raised high. It was a golden scepter, a gift from the god.
Once upon a time, this golden handle was not only a gift, but also represented his right as the agent of the gods.
Even though the high priest rarely exercised this right many times.
Their god, the great god, is always watching over the quilboar.
Under the frequent oracles, the title of the wild boar high priest, the agent of the gods, has become the least important of all the titles he carries.
God is here, God is always watching us.
So what is so precious about the so-called agent?
The golden scepter was waved in the tired expression, and the fatigue on the face was hidden by the wild boar high priest. The back that was stooped due to serious illness was straight here.
There was a majestic, solemn and indifferent expression on his face.
Like a god.
The old priest felt that his god was wrong and he was too anxious.
But this did not affect his faith. He spent his whole life preaching and sparing no effort to promote the will of God.
On the contrary, now, he has some thoughts.
As a believer, the wild boar priest shouldn't think about that, but he did, and he thought about it in a rebellious way.
Think from the perspective of your least important title, think from the perspective of the agent of the gods.
Waltered, either thinking or rejecting. Obviously, the wild boar high priest embarked on the path of thinking.
This classmate of Du Yuan is really lucky.
Perhaps in the near future, a true saint will be born among the wild boars.
A saint is a person who walks with the gods.
(End of this chapter)