Chapter 206, Scarlet Grassland
He raised the whip in his hand, but did not swing it down immediately. He stared at the tall figure in front of him, thinking of something, his expression became a little softer, and he even smiled.
But this smile made the tall tall rat man tremble even more.
Soon after, in the chaos, the Big Claw Priest arrived at the scarlet pit with the young rat man in his hand.
This tall rat man was a little more adaptable. He mingled among the young rat men and was looked at with fearful eyes by the young rat men around him.
The languages of the rat people have certain similarities. Although the long-term separation will gradually make the languages of the two branches gradually diverge, they at least have the possibility of understanding.
The tall rat-man took advantage of the fearful glances from around him and was about to follow the young rat-men into the crowded pit in front of him.
At this time, a gentle voice sounded in my ears. The Big Claw Priest will not show kindness to his goods for no reason, unless the more he looks at you, the more satisfied he will be. The more he looks at you, the more satisfied he will be. This Not a good sign.
Excellent, excellent!
The bright eyes of the Big Claw Priest were constantly flickering over the body of the tall rat man.
This matter is not up to the tall ratman to choose.
He was so creepy that all the hair on his body stood up at the sight.
Instinctive resistance, what happens next will definitely not be a good thing.
But this matter is not up to the tall rat man to choose.
The big-clawed priest raised the whip in his hand high, with a ferocious smile.
In most cases, small war moves are not that effective. The Great Claw Priests who come and go have gained some new gains recently.
Although I don’t know where these extraordinarily tall and strong rat men come from, since they are with your team, they belong to you.
In the near future, perhaps some more unique products will be born. After all, who doesn’t love strong and tall guys?
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The centaur running wildly on the grassland crossed the scarlet pit and successfully reached the rear of the rat men. It was smooth and did not even receive any decent resistance.
After all the dull and rigid rat knights and ferocious knights were destroyed, the rat people simply lost the ability to stop this centaur cavalry.
In this vast area, these guys could only fight left and right, and several rat cities that were still under construction were attacked.
There was not even a decent resistance organized. The forces originally stationed in these cities left. All the remaining forces of the rat people on this grassland were converging towards the scarlet pit where the rat war was entrenched.
The city was destroyed, and the rat people fled in all directions, disappearing along various channels. This centaur did not chase these weak mouse people who fled in all directions.
These weak guys are not worth spending such energy. Such actions are just a waste of time. They must do more things.
Destroy more Skaven cities in less time.
Not only for the victory of this war, but also for the mother of the grassland, the centaurs revere this vast grassland. Even though they have offered their faith to the gods, this reverence has not changed.
But as they went deeper and deeper into the grassland, everything they saw was so shocking.
Without staying too long, the centaurs continued to rush towards the rear of the rat men, leaving behind them the ruins of a ignited city.
Soon after, the flames in the rat city went out, and a rustling sound sounded in the quiet grassland.
In the withered green grass, a rat man carefully poked his head out and looked around to make sure that the surrounding environment was safe.
He ran out of the withered grass and ran towards the ruins not far away. He arrived a little late. Many ratmen had already returned to the charred ruins, and they were excited in the ruins. They started rummaging around for things, and from time to time disputes broke out, with red eyes fighting with each other.
The escaped rat people came back and gathered again on the ruins of the destroyed city, not taking what just happened seriously.
Even the losses cannot be said to be huge.
This is just a city that has not yet established a temple or a blood pool, so there is no need to go all out.
Not long after, some rat priests emerged from the underground of the ruins. Amidst whippings and scoldings, order was restored to the charred ruins. From time to time, rat men would emerge from the ground. Soon, this simple city Even after being restored, nothing has changed except for the city becoming more scorched.
The centaurs were still advancing towards the back of the rat men, but the deeper they went, the more serious the expressions on their faces became. I don’t know at what moment, the sight that caught my eyes was all scarlet. It's not that it's lifeless, it's just that everything that catches the eye is stained with dazzling red.
They arrived at the Four Seasons Ranch, the area of this vast grassland that has been occupied and managed by rat people for the longest time.
The pollution of the rat people has almost semi-permanently changed this land. Scarlet has become the only tone of this area. The grass is still growing tenaciously on the grassland, but with a touch of it, it grows very fast. Reluctantly, he also learned to coexist with the scarlet in the land. There was a little more scarlet in the grass blades in Yanba, and became the food of a group of noisy guys in this area.
The rat people's utilization of this vast grassland was very limited, and the goblins were scattered randomly in this vast area.
Battles will also occur, not only between the grassland lords, but also between the rat farmers every time it is time to harvest goblins.
If the goblins that can be harvested from your own pasture are not as expected, then there is no doubt that they must have gone to the neighbor's pasture next door.
Struggles are inevitable, and outposts are being established one after another.
In the melee after battle, the spirit of the rat people in this four-season pasture has become stronger. Perhaps it is because of the changes brought about by farming. It is just that the love for this land is deep, but He really hates his neighbor.
As soon as the centaurs set foot on the Four Seasons Ranch, they encountered a spontaneous attack. A rat man lord led a large number of rat mercenaries and ranchers to form a huge team and actively faced the incoming centaurs. launched an attack.
While waving flags and shouting, the two sides collided at the edge of Four Seasons Ranch. The strength gap between the two sides still existed. This was a huge centaur cavalry.
But an accident almost occurred during the collision.
The rat man lord was waving the flag while dancing and rubbing the enhanced version of the Earth Splinter Technique, almost burying the commander of the centaur army in the ground.
At the critical moment, an arrow penetrated his chest and he fell to the ground helplessly. The centaurs were also famous marksmen on the grassland.
This rat lord, or the senior priest who took office as the rat lord, is famous for his bad temper. Because of his bad temper, he was defeated immediately in the fight and was forced to come to the Four Seasons Ranch. Because of his bad temper, he was obviously one of the first batch of senior priests to arrive in this grassland, but he was pushed to the edge of the Four Seasons Ranch.
According to the oracle of the gods, he had already begun to prepare the army and was preparing to participate in the bloody battle. At this time, he received the news of the arrival of the centaur army. On the spot, he could not bear his temper. .
Then, he died here.
After the grumpy rat lord fell, the rat army wanted to struggle again, but the gap in strength was huge after all, and they were quickly defeated in a battle. They fled in all directions in the huge rout and disappeared everywhere they merged into this vast grassland.
This is a qualified show of force.
The commander of the centaur army carefully jumped over the cracked ground and grabbed the flag next to the dead rat lord.
I was a little more cautious about this sudden advance, and I was also afraid of the scarlet grassland in front of me.
This is indeed a disaster, an unscrupulous disaster. Pull a few scarlet-stained grass blades from the ground and put them into your mouth.
After simple chewing, there was a slight sting in the mouth. The grass growing on this scarlet land was no longer fresh and tender, and had even begun to corrode the flesh.
A bright white light lit up on his body, the wound in his mouth was healed, and he stared at the scarlet grassland in front of him.
The centaurs continued their march in silence.
The changes the rat people made to this grassland were far more than that. After the centaurs left, next to the fallen rat lord who had no one to care about, in the blood overflowing from the corpse, A piece of green grass twisted and broke through the scarlet soil.
It is still fresh and tender, and there is no sign of wilting. It is healthy and full. It is swaying slightly with the wind blowing on the grassland. There is only one problem, its color. Something doesn't seem right.
Why is the color of the grass as bright red as blood?
Soon after, a group of chaotic figures came to the battlefield. They were not rat men, but a group of goblins. Their eyes were gleaming as they rummaged through the battlefield where a large number of corpses were piled up. Let go of anything.
Whether it's spears, armor, or the bows and arrows left behind by the centaurs, they are all the targets that this group of goblins are looking for.
This group of guys can't resist the ratmen gathered in this area, and even weapons and armor can't reverse the absolute disadvantage.
However, with these weapons, it can be foreseen that these guys should be able to increase the strength of the rat farmers on the harvest day of the next quarter.
During the excitement of the search, an ordinary Goblin came to the fallen Rat Lord. He turned a blind eye to the excellent robe made of wolf orc skin on the Rat Lord, and ignored the carefully carved and dyed robes. The wooden staff with blood-colored patterns was equally uninteresting.
(End of this chapter)