Chapter 212, Rat Men and the Sea
Outpost.
As the only city in the desolate mountain range, the outpost has been silent for a long time. The small temple standing in this city has also gone silent along with the outpost. There are many reasons, but the most critical one is One, it should be the departure of the enemy.
Both the Lizardmen and the Wild Boars were swept into the trash heap of history. The names of these two races are somewhat unfamiliar to the new generation of Skaven.
The war is getting farther and farther away from the Desolate Mountains. It is not surprising that the outpost, which is the gateway to the Desolate Mountains, will come to an end.
But this small temple standing in the outpost still carries a ray of glory.
The only saint of the rat people left everything he had here, but the statue that was not ignited was not valued by others, and even the coveters would not invest in it. Come to sight.
To a certain extent, the Rat Man is extremely pragmatic and is not moved by the dusty stories on things. This huge Rat Man statue was forgotten in the corner of the small temple. As this small temple The temple fell silent together, but the remains of the dead saint were solemnly placed in the sacred hall of the underground rat city, accepting the worship of one rat man after another.
Long Claws stared at another thing displayed in this small temple.
A few sneaky figures appeared around the small temple, groping and carefully stepping into this now silent temple. You can still see from the fine and complicated patterns engraved on this small temple, A glimpse into the wealth of the original slave-catching priests.
The blood pool has long since dried up, and no sacrificial ceremony has taken place in this temple for a long time, which represents a long period of silence.
But the strange thing is that there is no dust in this temple.
The dim and turbid light illuminated this small hall.
It comes from a statue displayed in the center of the hall, a rat-man statue made of turbid crystals. If you look carefully, you can see a bright red color among the spliced turbid crystals. A touch of red that is still surging.
The sneaky figures found the target they were looking for and surrounded the statue. The turbid light illuminated the appearance of these guys clearly.
They were a group of tall, slender figures with pointed ears. Such features seemed to be seen only in the half-elves who had been confronting Sheng Qi for a long time.
Just comparing these guys with the pretty half-elves, it is too insulting to those half-elves with elven blood.
This is a group of rat men, a group of rat men with no fur and exposed pink skin. Their bodies seem to be stretched by something.
Forcibly presented a tall and slender state, with slender ears like a half-elf. How to describe it, it is like forcibly stretching the rat men one by one, pulling them high, and pulling them into one He is a half-elf, but he is still essentially a ratman, which is indescribably weird and inconsistent.
Such a transformation is not without any use. These ratmen seem to have inherited some of the half-elves' talents and silently performed this series of actions.
Very smoothly, they carefully lifted the muddy rat-man statue and began to evacuate.
Of course these guys are the creations of long claws. In other words, in the current rat kingdom, only long claws can create such deformed guys.
The small temple is indeed a very suitable target, not only because the place has fallen into silence, but also because there are no temple guards stationed in this small temple.
When the white mouse left, Jujue started his own plan. What a crazy guy.
There is just one problem. Long Claw seems to have accumulated too much frustration in the long-term accumulation of frustrations. The surging flame of desire seems to have caused some defects in his ability to think normally.
If there is no reason, how can the temple guards abandon this temple dedicated to sacred objects, although there is a statue here that they think is quite heretical, even if the sacred objects displayed here do not seem to be seen by white rats. .
But no matter what, the small temple is also a temple dedicated to a great god, a sacred temple displaying sacred objects, how can it be a place that can be forgotten.
There is only one reason that can make this group of paranoid guys give up stationing in the small temple. Another group of guys has occupied this place, and it is a group of guys who are not weak. The temple guards are deliberately avoiding this group of guys. .
Pairs of scarlet eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness, staring at the twisted creation that was gradually moving away.
Even if he was hiding in the deep abyss, how could the long claws escape the gaze of the guy who looked down at the entire barren mountain range?
The white rat has always been paying attention to the progress and development of major and minor matters in the rat kingdom, which naturally includes the trend of long claws.
Long Claws indeed chose a good time, because the occurrence of the blasphemy made the white mouse a little more panicked after a long time, and during this period of time, he left the barren mountain range where he had been entrenched for a long time.
As a qualified blade, these rat assassins will never go too far.
It was simply a miracle that he succeeded.
It’s just that all this was not done secretly, and he was too arrogant, committing one of the most serious problems in the Ratman Kingdom that must not be touched.
Long claws must come at a price.
The white mouse is so pitiful. It encounters such incidents one after another when it wants stability the most.
In the dark secret room, a terrifying and gloomy expression echoed on the face of the white rat, and the sharp and harsh friction sound echoed in the deep darkness, but the white rat turned a deaf ear.
A deep mark appeared on the stone table. Unknowingly, the white mouse used his nails to leave a deep mark on the table.
Blood dripping.
Suddenly showed that ferocious smile. "Dream? Leap? I will let you know who you are, humble guy."
The expression is no longer so gloomy and terrifying. The moment these words fall, Even grinned.
But the danger of the white rat reached its peak at this moment.
Long claws naturally have value. Even this matter is far from alarming and blasphemous. It may not be a big thing. After all, the sacred object displayed in the small temple is made of seven ropes. The value of the statue transformed by the teacher is far inferior to the craftsman's heart that has been studied and mastered by the long claws.
The only victim may be the teacher’s stolen Shengqi. However, even if Shengqi knew about it, he probably wouldn’t care about it. This guy has never clearly understood whether God’s favor exists in the Ratman Kingdom. How important.
Long Claw’s selection was very good. Among the holy objects, he picked the most insignificant thing.
It's just that he shouldn't really offend an old and devout believer. The white mouse just wants to die with glory, and the white mouse wants to give more to the gods.
Long Claw should wait, and he also has time to wait, but it is obvious that he can't wait any longer, he is going crazy.
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The rolling hills of the west.
A huge army was advancing, but the leader was in trouble.
Looking blankly at the endless blue in front of me.
The rolling hills are already the very edge of this subcontinent. As they push towards the west, the rat people will witness the vast sea for the first time.
Sheng Qi was a little helpless about this wide and endless river, but the Rat Council gave him the order to advance westward.
Damn it, it would be great if there were no enemies on this vast river, so that he could go home naturally.
Just when he first arrived in this area, he was unfortunate enough to encounter the indigenous people of this sea area.
A group of murlocs.
I don’t know whether these guys were mentally ill or just plain reckless, but they launched an attack on the Western Expeditionary Force led by Sheng Qi regardless.
The result will naturally not be very good.
Okay, now the enemy also appeared, but Sheng Qi was still frightened by the endless river. He had never seen so much water.
What to do?
While using the bones of these dead fishmen to build an altar to the gods, Sheng Qi was still thinking about this issue.
This will be a complicated problem, but it can only be solved by the hard-working Sheng Qi.
If nothing else happens, he will become the first ratman general to set foot in the sea.
There's just one problem.
Why do the rat men set foot in the sea?
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On the vast grassland.
The brief calm was about to be broken, both sides had gathered enough strength.
In the city where the temple guards are stationed, huge war equipment is densely piled up, including huge and powerful trebuchets, huge and complex siege crossbows, and the war bell tower that appeared in the Shengqi Army also appeared here. , by the way, this war tower is also huge, a huge and pious war clock tower.
These things are so brand new that they are pushed to the battlefield almost as soon as they are produced.
The Rat People's powerful industrial capabilities have been completely mobilized. These things are only a small part of the materials produced in the three industrial areas of the Barren Mountains, Waste City, and Furnace City during this period.
A large number of weapons and armors were also produced together.
The gift of the gods makes the rat people pursue all this feverishly. Of course, there is a price.
The loss of slave rats must have doubled during this period of time, maybe five times, maybe ten times. No ratman would keep statistics, and more specific figures are unknown.
No longer stingy, even the young ratmen received preferential treatment and were able to receive metal armor. Although this thing is really simple, two thin iron sheets are punched at the top, and a metal armor is used. Tie a rope together, and after wearing it, the area that the swinging iron piece can protect is really limited.
This kind of armor is really crude and has extremely poor defense, but it is not without its advantages. It is easy to produce and simple to assemble. It is enough for young ratmen.
(End of this chapter)