Chapter 153, Sheng Qi took the blame, the new trend of rat priests, the chess piece dropped another chess piece
In the end, Sheng Qi took the blame for this failure.
But he was not punished in any way.
Still firmly sitting in the position of commander of the Great Western Expeditionary Force.
It’s just that some things are more unforgettable than punishment.
These guys exaggerated the guilt of losing the war.
The failure of a war turned into incompetence in their mouths, and turned into the neglect and incompetence of the gods in the war between gods.
Such an accusation is almost devastating to a priest.
Sheng Qi’s journey as a priest seems to be almost at an end.
Even though he walked beside every senior priest with a smile, even though he never showed any danger.
But these greedy and disgusting guys still pushed him to a dead end without hesitation.
What they need is a commander who can only be obedient and use it as a weapon, not a colleague who can hold a weapon.
Even after the accusations were dropped, these guys didn't hide their disgusting faces.
We have worked hard and you are irreplaceable. You will still be the commander-in-chief of the Western Expeditionary Force.
Revenge, work hard, for God.
Or for those greedy rats.
Does an incompetent priest who neglects the gods qualify for merit?
When this name was determined.
In addition to the blessing from the gods, who else can absolve him of his guilt.
Who will the merits he obtains be handed over to in the end.
Sheng Qi's face became gloomy in this deserted corner.
Those damn guys are still fooling him into thinking he is a stupid young ratman.
The only thing that can save him is God.
But thanks to the blessing of the gods, a few rat people can be so honored.
He will soon be firmly tied to the position of commander of the Western Expeditionary Force, and become a pet that is deliberately excluded from the group by the senior rat priests.
It is impossible for him to let go of the rights he has grasped.
After putting these aside, he is really an ordinary young ratman priest.
A young priest who neglects the gods and is incompetent.
But he clung to the power in his hands.
What will he gain?
Nothing is gained.
He did not become the commander-in-chief of the Western Expeditionary Force because of the group of priests. He has always been the commander-in-chief of the Western Expeditionary Force.
The battle flag given by the gods is held in his hand, which is proof.
Why is it like this?
For some resources.
After only being given some equipment, some young ratmen, and some blood mushrooms, Sheng Qi happily set off with his army in order to find coal mines for these guys.
After a big defeat, he was collared without hesitation.
Only some resources are used.
It’s just that it’s too late to regret it now.
There are no variables.
Soon after, his name was confirmed.
Sheng Qi became an incompetent commander who neglected the gods, and the merits he gained from the war he started had nothing to do with him anymore. All of this was for atonement.
And to what extent and how long does the atonement take?
It’s not up to him to have the final say. The White Rat simply won’t care about such things.
The great gods who are aloof will not lower their sights because of such a farce.
Then who is left who has the most authority to explain the matters of the gods? They can only be the group of senior rat priests.
Sheng Qi has no choice.
Compared to those old senior priests, he looked so immature.
But he is not stupid.
The group of senior ratmen wanted him to be a pet on a leash, a tool pushed out to fight, and at the same time, he had better be grateful to them.
He would never allow it.
I will never sit still and wait for death. I will never sit still and wait for death.
He couldn't accept this ending.
He will not let these damn guys get what they want, but he does not have the ability to flip the table with a disagreement like Rat War, nor does he care about these false things like Long Claws.
It seemed that he could not struggle, but in his crazy thoughts, Sheng Qi came up with an idea and decided to implement it.
Since he can't deal with these disgusting guys, he will support a group of guys who can deal with these disgusting guys.
Sheng Qi made such a decision.
In that resentment.
As a chess piece that has been trapped, what chance does he have to choose?
A chess piece on the chessboard moved to support another chess piece against the player.
No matter how you look at it, it seems like a fantasy.
But Sheng Qi has a good vision, or maybe he is very lucky. He has bet on a very special group, a group that no one cares about at the moment.
The Great Claw Priests, or the Great Claw Priests who control giant war machines.
Sheng Qi, a rat man who is good at long-sleeved dance, made the most important gamble in his life today.
Having almost no choice, he put everything he had on a type of unknown big-claw priest.
A class of people who were assigned to operate the dangerous giant catapult full-time were also destined to become the Great Claw Priests of all subsequent operators of dangerous machinery.
In order to bet on a possibility that he himself did not believe.
In the ruined city, there is a strange big-clawed priest who is a superb mechanic.
He is also the designer of those large toys sought after by the Skaven Priests.
But he is most famous for his constant nonsense.
Sheng Qi didn't know whether his choice was right or wrong, but he had risked everything in the darkness.
The eyes were bloodshot and red.
The actions of the group of senior rat priests shattered his hesitant dream in one fell swoop. What kind of big shot was he?
Perhaps in the eyes of those senior rat priests, he has always been just a lucky young rat boy.
Such a gap was like ants gnawing at his heart, and it also made the young guy Sheng Qi gradually go crazy.
This is a taste that every rat man has to taste.
The war is temporarily over.
The half-elves did not chase them out of the canyon, and the rat people also began to shrink their defense lines. The densely packed rat people were entrenched in the hills where the coal mine existed.
Complex ravines and tunnels were built.
Soon, this small mountain range will essentially become a complex fortress.
Naturally, the half-elves couldn't bear this.
The half-elf elders arrived, and powerful spells were prepared
But they were interrupted on the spot by two senior priests hiding in the underground fortress. The chaotic elements give the air near the coal mine mountains a bit of impatience.
At the same time, the disappeared rat priests also officially appeared, and various small spells streaked across the sky.
The two senior ratman priests were unable to deal with the gathering of half-elf elders.
But it is not difficult to make these half-elf elders unable to do anything.
Various small spells whizzed past and exploded in the sky.
In the excitement of the spell, the elemental reactions near the hill quickly became chaotic, and the chaotic elements refused anyone's request to mobilize.
In one fell swoop, most of the abilities of those half-elf elders were eliminated.
But not the rat people. The agitation of the elements did not prevent some special spells from taking effect, such as the eagle eye spell and the madness spell.
The mountain warriors have launched several charges in the past few days, but in most cases they returned without success.
Fighting the group of red-eyed rat people in that newly dug complex tunnel was not a wise choice.
Until they find out they have to.
Wave after wave of rat men are arriving in a steady stream.
And it continued to fill in the hills and disappeared.
And as time went by, tunnels were dug out through the hills.
All the rat men have disappeared.
This made the half-elves very uneasy.
Until one after another began to spread deep into the hills and towards their country, they discovered the underground tunnels.
Such signs completely interrupted their plans and their possibility of driving the rat people out of these hills in one step.
Too much time was spent dealing with those sprawling underground tunnels.
The forest warriors fearlessly broke into the deep tunnels and fought to the death with the incoming rat people.
But they didn’t know that this was something the rat people deliberately released for them to do.
For the smoothness of mining.
The senior rat-man priests of Waste City urgently need the development of mineral veins, and the war must be temporarily compromised under their wishes.
For a hobby that has recently become popular among the Skaven Priests.
Create a huge sacred bell, and then invite famous craftsmen to carve their own deeds on it.
Essentially, this is not much different from carving on a stone wall.
Perhaps the giant bell made of metal is rarer, more precious, more wasteful, and can better highlight its status.
This created a need for iron, lots of iron, lots of iron.
Under the pressure of such demand.
At this time, the coal mine garrisoned by the Western Expeditionary Force became extremely important.
Batches of slave rats arrived, and batches of big-clawed priests arrived. One by one, the slave rats were driven towards the surface mineral veins that were ignited by the flames.
Using simple tools, or even no simple tools, he was constantly cleaning the ignited red coals while being whipped by the Big Claw Priest.
It’s hard to describe this scene, it’s probably a buffet barbecue.
The roasted slave rats will be randomly abandoned in a fixed place, which greatly relieves the logistical pressure on the rat people.
When a group of slave rats died completely and lost the possibility of working.
Another group of slave rats waiting aside will be driven forward during the whipping.
It took three full days, when the last piece of red coal was grabbed and taken out by the numb slave rat.
This coal mine vein, which has swallowed the lives of many slave rats and will swallow the lives of many slave rats in the future, has just entered the mining stage.
Batches of rat priests swarmed in.
In that unprovoked trend, metal and giant bells became the favorites of the rat priests.
With the coal mines used for metal smelting, it has also become an extremely scarce thing, black blood stone.
Some priests gave these dark stones this title.
Continuous amounts of supplies were sent into the rolling hills.
It contains a large number of cave mushrooms. Thanks to the enlightenment of time and mathematics, the chaotic and bloated logistics system of the rat people has finally been sorted out.
At least the rat priests in charge of logistics have finally come up with the idea of unified planning for the cave mushroom cultivation rooms that are densely dotted throughout the barren mountains.
After figuring out some basic things.
The rat priests in the underground rat city were surprised to find that they suddenly had a large number of cave mushrooms.
These cave mushrooms were naturally supplied to several other rat-man cities, and were taken by the rat-man priests to every place where rat-men were entrenched.
But to be fair, after leaving the barren mountains, few ratmen like to eat these bland cave mushrooms that have lost moisture during long-distance transportation and become extremely tough, even if their audience is the humble slave. mouse.
Even the fresh green sprouts on the grass are much more delicious than these damn mushrooms.
But the rat people in this hilly area have no choice.
Because of their actions of setting fire to the mountains, and because of their huge size, the hills they occupy can no longer support these rat people.
Not even insects could be dug out of the burnt black earth.
But batch after batch of slave rats are still arriving.
As a result, this place has become the main dumping ground for metamorphic cave mushrooms produced in the barren mountains.
How could some Ratmen who had seen real food accept these spoiled dried mushrooms?
From time to time, you will see some rising black smoke near that hill. If you are curious and go to check, you will find some gnawed rat bones full of tooth marks.
Don't panic.
This is a specialty food.
This area fell into an eerie calm.
The rat people are busy mining, and the half-elves are busy fighting with the rat people in the tunnels. Everyone seems to have something to do.
By the way, Sheng Qi.
The nominal commander-in-chief of the Western Expeditionary Force has not shown up for a long time.
I only knew that he was hiding in the deepest part of the underground tunnel, guarded by the idle rat-men running knights, but he was never seen again.
I don’t know what I’m doing.
But no Rat Man cares, everyone seems to have their own things to be busy with.
The miners are mining, the snack makers are making snacks, and the rat-whackers are the rat-whackers.
Not long after, a temple was even built.
A group of temple guards also pursued the temple and moved into this complex stronghold that had just been established.
Is Sheng Qi really trying to catch a fish, or is he depressed because of the heavy blow?
Not really.
He just went to see a rat man.
Although he didn't listen to a few words when facing this guy, even a talkative guy like Sheng Qi started to twitch involuntarily.
But there is no way.
He needs patience, or to be more precise.
He had no choice.
For this reason, he could only endure and listen.
Listening to the arrogant and unrealistic words of the guy waving his big claws opposite.
"The noble Seventh Commander of the Rope, you only need to pay a small price, and you can get great rewards. This is great, isn't it? This is a glory comparable to that of the White Rat High Priest!"
(End of this chapter)