Chapter 321: The Rat Priest who attacked the friendly forces
The opening of underground passages was put on the agenda in order to deal with the lightning cannon attack.
In order to open up these underground passages, the Crusaders buried the small tower deeply into the ground, and also borrowed some of the Rat Man's construction techniques.
Those mages who focus on construction and building defenses also learned something from the rat people.
The Priests of the Great Claw are undoubtedly experts in structure and urbanism.
And especially, the Priests of the Great Claw are particularly fond of triangles and various prismatic shapes.
The rat-man underground cities are built up bit by bit with countless sharp triangles and sharp-angular and changeable prisms.
Although the construction habits of the Great Claw Priests cannot be directly copied, the concepts are in a category that can be learned and absorbed.
Now, these human mages are also peering into these things through the underground tunnels built by the Great Claw Priests.
For a time, the roles between the two parties seemed to have been reversed.
In order to prevent attacks from elemental destruction cannons, the rat people began to come to the surface and build special buildings that gathered elemental barriers, while humans began to go underground.
What a strange picture.
But it works.
The measures taken by both sides were very effective, but they failed to reduce casualties.
Not surprising.
After the super weapon that can suppress and deter everything, and can interrupt the war as soon as it starts attacking, can no longer play its original role, naturally more brutal hand-to-hand combat will begin.
After all, there is nothing that can mediate the war now.
In the underground tunnels of the Jihad Army.
Unlike the Rat Men, humans have not expanded too far into the depths of the underground, and the underground structures are also wider.
In this long night, there is actually not much difference between the ground and the underground. They are both so dim.
But in a daze, the ubiquitous earthy smell and the dull air were a clear reminder of the difference in the location at this time.
There has been no training for a long time, and there are no unnecessary activities. The rat men will attack all the time, and any unnecessary things will bring unnecessary consumption.
The mages are working hard to build various things. From time to time, they will have arguments, and they seem to have differences on how to improve this underground fortress in the future.
When the war really started, he was still scared and confused, but it was only when he actually started fighting those rat men.
After entering this underground fortress built by the mages, after spending a long time like this.
He discovered that there were still many differences, and many places were different from what he thought.
He didn’t know how to describe this feeling, it was just that there were many differences.
Leaning on a simply reinforced stone wall, he had been leaning here for a long time. For the sake of comfort, he twisted his body and changed his position.
It is true that many people died, and he almost died, but he also killed several ratmen, for Sister Linda, Father Hunter, Mother Lawley, and Uncle Luca.
Clicking their fingers one by one.
This is an ordinary young man, probably from a bad background. The marks of long-term labor are clearly visible. If it weren't for the immature ruddy color on his cheeks, his sallow skin would make him almost look like an old middle-aged man. People.
At this time, he was thinking hard, and his fingers seemed to be insufficient.
Even after breaking it off, he found that he still had several names that were gradually blurring and could not be counted.
He has already killed three ratmen, and he will kill seven more ratmen and as many more as possible.
There are no longer enough fingers to calculate, and there is helpless distress on the face.
Perhaps they should ask Pastor Lane, who often came to visit them at that time. After thinking about it, this ordinary young man added another name, and Miss Elsa.
Pastor Newn and Miss Elsa are both priests, and they often come to visit them in this dreary underground fortress. Of course, everyone seems to like Miss Elsa more, but he still prefers The thing about Pastor Nunn is not that Pastor Nunn brings some cakes every time, but also because Pastor Nunn does not dislike him just because he is dirty.
He wants to ask Pastor Nunn how many ratmen he has to kill plus seven more to make up that number.
This is important.
Keep this in mind.
Then he fell into a long period of dullness again.
This war was not what he thought. He thought he was going to kill more ratmen, but now he was just sitting in this dull underground fortress in a daze.
The sound of clanking and clanking sounded, it was the sound of eating.
This ordinary young man did not wait for Pastor Newn to come, but he waited for the meal.
There was a little more light in his eyes.
He quickly got up from the ground.
During this period of time, what he looked forward to most was the meal time every day, and he squeezed towards the tall logistics officer.
Unexpected.
Today's food was very good, a piece of soft white bread and a bowl of broth. This was already a rare meal, but it made many people's expressions drop instantly.
Hate is indeed a great help, but just now, what this war has shown is enough to make many people no longer have the courage.
A hearty meal has a different meaning.
The Jihadi Army is the attacking party in this war.
The ordinary young man is not among this group. He happily took the bowl of broth and bread.
Perhaps the date of finding Pastor Nunn should be postponed a little later.
But not everyone is ready.
An old farmer stared blankly at the bowl of broth and bread in front of him.
But there is no appetite.
The young man quickly ate all the food in his hands, and the sturdy logistics officer had not left yet.
Caesar did not limit the number of times ordinary soldiers could receive food.
If the young man wants, he can get another bowl of broth at any time. Even if the expressions on the faces of the logistics officers become extremely bad, they will still give him another bowl of broth.
It’s just that the young man didn’t do this. If he went again, he would be uneasy. His Highness was already too kind and generous.
But he was not full, and his eyes fell on the old farmer beside him who was reluctant to take action.
I don’t think they are old. It’s just that farmers generally look older and give birth very early.
If it hadn't been for the invasion of the rat people, the young man would actually be getting married soon. Lawley's mother was already arranging for his marriage, and she heard that she had already chosen a girl from the next village.
When he heard the news, he was quite happy, but not long after, the rat men came and everyone died. The village next door was also destroyed by the rat men. He didn't have time to see the girl. one side.
After being watched for a long time, the old farmer also noticed something.
Passed the bread in his hand.
The young man began to devour the food.
When the old farmer saw him like this, the heaviness on his face dissipated a little, maybe he thought of something.
He also handed over the broth in his hand and patted the young man on the back.
Just time was running out, a knight came here and started shouting loudly.
“Gather, gather!”
The young man choked at this moment, swallowing the broth in big mouthfuls, but his movements were not slow at all.
Hold his weapon, an old spear. In addition to an equally old leather armor, he also had a rough chainmail armor that kept making slight noises.
The war is about to begin.
All of a sudden.
The vanguard of the human jihadi army suddenly left the solid underground fortress and launched a charge in the direction of the rat men's land acquisition.
Their mission is critical.
Destroy the messy stone pillars in the Skaven position in front of the Skaven.
Only in this way can the military mages continuously land elemental annihilation cannons on the central area of the acquired land, destroy the underground cavities and tunnels hidden everywhere, and then press on the army to build fortresses. Secure everything.
This is how we can reluctantly push forward on this battlefield.
This war is extremely difficult.
The rat people reacted. The piercing bells accompanied almost every war, as well as the shrill roars of the rat priests.
Various war equipment began to operate.
There were many ferocious things in the hands of the rat man. The one that fell with the elongated wails and screams from far to near was a swollen rat man.
Horrifying aberrations of flesh and blood smear the battlefield, staining everything indiscriminately.
It’s just that the accuracy is worrisome, as the first round almost always hits friendly troops.
It is not easy to run wildly on this battlefield full of ravines. It is ups and downs, messy, and full of ratmen.
The rat people stationed here reacted.
These guys appeared from various places and violently attacked the humans who broke in before them.
Perhaps many of them came from the madness techniques that the rat priests began to throw around, and many of them were eager for merit.
Suddenly, the battlefield became chaotic. This seemed to be the normal state of fighting against the rat people.
Die in chaos.
The constant pouring out of the ratmen, the war equipment and the ratman priests in the fortresses greatly delayed the advance of the advance army.
Soon more Skaven warriors will emerge from the underground tunnels scattered throughout this battlefield.
What is even more dangerous is that the crazy rat priests aimed their lightning cannons at the area where the two sides were fighting.
With red eyes and a sharp and twisted smile, his gaze fell not far away, on the chaotic area where the two hairs gathered together.
Obviously, these guys don't care about friendly forces or not. Those humble rat warriors are nothing in their eyes.
Of course, those rat warriors seemed to be mixed with some rat priests and some of their own colleagues.
But nothing, they have completed the calibration.
“Fire!”
(End of this chapter)