Chapter 283, Table Manners of White Rats
The rat priests arrived on the battlefield.
In order to get these guys to participate, the consultations and negotiations were extremely troublesome, but fortunately, the conduct of this war itself was a top priority.
One after another, rat priests arrived on the battlefield, and then an embarrassing scene appeared.
These guys can indeed play a role, but the role they can play is not that much.
Facing the magic cannons that constantly bombarded the position, the reaction of the rat priests was not much different from that of ordinary rat men. They fled in embarrassment and panic. Even these guys were more difficult to deal with than ordinary rat men. Resist the chaotic elemental flow.
If ordinary rat men are just gradually crystallizing, breaking, and disintegrating into chaotic elements of light.
Then these guys are like inflated balloons in this elemental turbulence. Before they have time to make a wailing sound, their bodies expand rapidly, and finally explode violently, accompanied by crystallization and dispersion into a piece of nothingness. sequence elements.
There is no big difference in the final result.
But such a heroic scene still seems a bit too dishonorable.
It doesn't play that many roles. The addition of the Ratman Priest to the battlefield can indeed make up for the Ratman's suppressive power in the middle.
A variety of flying spells can effectively suppress the noble coalition trying to seize the front.
The changes of the times are always so sudden.
Suddenly, the rat priests found that their status on the battlefield began to be shaky.
Terrorist trebuchets and huge siege crossbows. Although these things cannot catch up with the magical cannons of the Youyan people, when they fall into the quickly built fortresses, they can still be extremely effective against the incoming people. The coalition of nobles launched an attack.
These things are still the things with the longest attack range in the rat-man war system.
The weapons used by the rat priests are far inferior to these terrifying trebuchets and huge siege crossbows.
Then there is the rat priest.
But in fact, the Skaven have never been afraid of a close-quarters war of attrition. Before the Skaven Priests arrived on the battlefield, the battle between the Skaven and the noble coalition forces had been going on round after round in this stretch of position. .
The Ratmen failed to take advantage, but they did not lose too many fronts.
It relied on batches of rat warriors who were filled into the trenches.
The arrival of the rat priests did not produce any unexpected results, which was disappointing. How can I put it, what this group of arrogant and mean guys showed was seriously different from what they showed. Out of touch.
They are still so versatile. Whether it is maintaining morale, arranging logistics, or suppressing the enemy in the mid-range, these guys do a good job.
After batches of rat priests were incorporated into the entire Eastern Expeditionary Force, their flexibility more than doubled, like an old machine smeared with oil. But how can I put it, this old machine is still The old machinery only operates more flexibly.
Perhaps the rat priests really have to gradually understand their status and cannot always be so aloof.
In the tide of the times, anyone who cannot change his mentality will be drowned by the waves.
Maybe the choice of the rat priests has already been made.
On that vast grassland, in that grand battle, when all the rat priests who radically embraced their former glory were destroyed, the options available to the rat priests had already fallen.
Secretary officer, logistics, manager, or official system.
The position of the rat priests has fallen, but they are clearly showing this point in their embarrassment on the battlefield at this time.
To a certain extent, each role and each group in the Rat Man Empire performs their own duties.
The Great Claw Priests are responsible for the resources and industrial output in the Skaven Empire. The Skaven Priests direct the flow of resources and the operation of various huge empires. The Temple Guards are responsible for the belief system, and the Skaven Warlords They are at war with foreign countries.
But in fact, the entanglements and relationships between these guys are extremely complicated, chaotic and tend to be independent.
Even at the most basic level, the Great Claw Priests who are driven by the Rat Priests, they still have a certain degree of independence.
This is not a well-described state. It can be understood as that in a country, their military, industry, economy, as well as beliefs or cognition, these parts are relatively independent, even at any time. Can be separated into a self-contained state.
It seems to be a military country, an industrial country, an economic country, and a religious country.
These countries suddenly united together, reached a consensus with each other, and began a desperate foreign war.
This is a very weird situation.
But in fact, everything is traceable, especially after the war machine is started, all the Ratmen can benefit from this war.
The rat council built by white rats is a good move.
It is really easy for such an empire to cause a chain reaction of divisions due to the defeat of a war, but the Skaven Parliament gave all parties a platform to sit down and talk with each other.
This is a kind of relaxation, a hard-earned relaxation. With the existence of this kind of relaxation, the various groups of rat people can sit down and cooperate even if they lose the ballast stone one day. .
As long as you can sit down.
Then everything is not a big problem, because there is an eternal big theme waiting for these guys in the Rat Council, interests, desires, and wars.
No matter which side dominates the Skaven Empire in the end, they will eventually find that they will thirst for the gifts of the great gods and start a grand war.
Perhaps in an unknown number of years, the rat people will truly become a nation. After all, that premise has been established by the white rats. As long as they do not encounter a sudden split, cooperation must be the common choice of all the rat people. After all, a grand A war requires the participation of multiple parties. Without one party, this war machine called the Rat Empire will not operate so smoothly.
In the long-term transformation of war machines, maybe in an unknown number of years, the rat people will truly form a country.
When this twisted war machine called the Rat Man Empire built all the rat men on its body, it started roaring endlessly.
This is a gift from the white mouse to the great god.
It is also a dining etiquette planned by the white mouse to advise on the dining etiquette of the food on the plate.
This guy is a crazy wise guy.
The addition of the rat priests greatly increased the combat effectiveness of the Eastern Expeditionary Force.
There is just one problem that needs to be solved.
The magic cannon is still unable to be dealt with.
In the shock of the elements, one piece after another of the rat-man battle lines was washed into a land of silence.
Of course, the rat priests don't really want to accept this situation, but they just don't want to accept it and there are no other options. Compared with the ghost-eyed people, the magic system of the rat people is like primitive people wielding big sticks. Arquebusiers with the Age of Firearms.
One has just started, and the other is already knocking on the door of a new era.
Can this be compared? This cannot be compared.
Well, maybe it’s not incomparable. After all, although the rat people are primitive people, they are also a group of primitive people who can play with life and soul. They are a group of super primitive people who can light torches with antimatter.
It just took a while. The rat priests, who had been too lazy for a long time, began to think after facing this sudden beating.
They started thinking.
Although the war was cruel, and rat priests continued to die on the battlefield, this was not a big deal for the rat priests.
The priests of the ratmen also inherited an advantage that is widely found among the ratmen.
Even if they can't be like ordinary ratmen, constantly filling the battlefield in units of tens of thousands, the intensity of the war at this time is nothing to say for the ratman priests. What a nerve-wracking thing.
Even if the intensity of the war is still rising, and gradually it can be described as cruel, this is still the case.
Thinking, you still need to think.
…………. The war did not affect everyone.
At least in that vast grassland, the rat farmers are still fighting with each other.
Scarlet has unknowingly completely covered this area.
Goblins have become the most prevalent thing on this grassland. You can see these short and noisy guys on barely an inch of the scarlet grass.
These guys are the agricultural products grazed by the rat people, and they are also becoming the most important product in this vast grassland.
The war has gone away from this area, but the killing has not.
The animal husbandry of the rat people has begun to sprout. There is a saying that this industry is not safe. The rat people are too picky about sacrifices and the choices are not wide. Intelligent creatures are the most basic requirement. .
Goblin has become the most widespread choice.
It's just that these noisy little guys are not stable. It's not surprising that the rat people's animal husbandry is still too rough.
Resistance is a natural thing.
Maybe package this matter into a glorious sacrifice, fabricate a non-existent creed, support the emergence of two goblin kingdoms, provoke a war, and then use obsolete weapons and all kinds of worthless things Things in exchange for slaves.
This approach is the safest, but now no ratman has thought about how to more efficiently exploit the livestock in his own pen.
These wererat farmers themselves have been transformed from rat brains into goblin brains.
Fighting with each other is commonplace, in order to compete for the goblins produced on the land.
The martial virtues of these guys are quite abundant.
Giant rats, full body armor, slave rat guards, and rat mercenaries who help with fists.
It seems like they are fighting small battles one after another. Even the famine that swept the entire Skaven Empire starting from the Scarlet Grassland not long ago did not affect these guys at all.
Still fighting.
It's hard to say whether this trend is good or bad. The vast grassland was cleared and eaten by the rat men, and even dyed red, but something seems to have been preserved.
Just like this sturdy atmosphere.
But this trend has indeed benefited these noisy goblins on the grassland.
Witnessed by the Scarlet Steppe, they will resist.
They decided not to succumb to such a tragic fate.
A pitch-black Goblin stood up. His name was Dark Goblin. He was a Goblin who was born pitch-black for some unknown reason.
He seemed to be awakened, waving his arms high, and even put a golden crown on his head.
In front of me, many goblins gathered.
This is a battlefield relic. There are many such places on the grassland. They have witnessed battles and left many things behind.
Broken wooden poles, broken armor, dried and hardened cow dung, leftover bones, and all kinds of messy things.
Of course it won't be anything good.
After all, there are a large number of ratmen who are keen to pick up various things after the battle.
The golden crown is already the best thing lost on this battlefield. In fact, it is difficult to say whether it is a crown or not. Judging from the shape, it should be a deflated golden bowl.
But just such a deflated golden bowl was enough to make the dark goblin called the dark goblin think that he had to do something.
Perhaps it is the result of this grassland being dyed scarlet.
Goblins themselves are a somewhat noisy race, and the scarlet-dyed grass blades seem to be slightly toxic, making these noisy guys even more out of place.
Gathered here at this time.
Led by the dark swarthy goblins, they shouted excitedly at the ruins of the battlefield.
“Down with the Skaven!
The Goblins are the most powerful!
The red grass is delicious!
I like this black stone! ”
It’s hard to understand what these guys are shouting. Maybe they themselves don’t understand what they are shouting. They just started shouting so happily.
A chaotic rally, a chaotic rally at its most heated stage
It’s a pity that this chaotic rally may not go on because some uninvited guests have arrived.
Two ratmen appeared at both ends of the line of sight, and two simple flags were firmly placed on a simple chariot.
The battles of these rat farmers are somewhat different from ordinary wars. These guys seem to be particularly pursuing momentum.
The simple but tall chariot, the simple fluttering flag, the excited slave rats, and the crude clock.
Amid the shouts of the leading slave owner, a chaotic weapon fight was about to begin. With the piercing bells as the background sound, this battlefield ruins where goblins gathered was chosen as the battlefield for the weapon fight.
The shouts of the goblins were completely overwhelmed by the harsh bells.
As an intelligent race, in most cases, these noisy little guys are still very sensible.
Just like now, they just don’t shout at all about defeating the Ratmen.
Our newly born Goblin leader, the jet-black Goblin, the Goblin wearing a golden crown, at this time he let out a high-pitched scream like a female Goblin.
With sharp roars, the two rat-man troops collided with each other and began a fierce fighting. In the process, the Goblins who were instantly dispersed, well, this achievement was even Adding hair doesn't even count.
Who would promote beating up a group of goblins as an achievement.
A goblin's dream of leadership shattered.
The Dark Goblin lost his golden crown, and the group of Goblins gathered together after running away wildly.
The Dark Goblin has lost his crown.
But the other guy raised his arm high.
This is a Goblin holding up sheep dung. What he is lifting should be sheep dung. Perhaps he can be called the Goblin holding up sheep dung.
In short, he was crowned, when the leader of the previous generation, the Dark Goblin, was dejected.
He loudly proclaimed his bravery. He defeated a slave rat warrior and used the dried sheep dung in his hand. When the rat people rushed over, he found an opportunity to stuff the dried sheep dung into it. into the mouth of a slave rat warrior.
The slave rat warrior knelt down as expected. This was a vicious attack.
He defeated a slave rat warrior.
The goblins started cheering loudly again.
Their path of resistance currently seems to have a long way to go, but they themselves seem to be quite enjoying it.
(End of this chapter)