Chapter 345, The Prototype of Faction
The war has come to an end. It is not that we are afraid of the tragic scene, but more that we have new things to do.
A sacrifice is essential and cannot be lacking in every war.
The corpses on the battlefield, whether rat or human, were dragged and piled together. The sacrifice was not so smooth. The three rat warlords got together and kept arguing.
The venue was chosen right in front of the solid human fortress, with a strong flavor of provocation.
A high platform was built, and slaves ran on the battlefield one by one. The human side did not launch any more attacks. The siege lasted for three days in a row. Both the ratmen and humans were already so exhausted.
The tenacity of the Skaven vanguard was unexpected, and it may be inseparable from the participation of a large number of War Priests and Skaven Priests.
An unlucky guy was set on fire, the leader of the private army who was pushed up by the rat lords.
For that feat, the rat warrior who fell from the city wall was affected. The unlucky guy who fell from the sky was filled with flames, and the ignited fire oil spattered wantonly.
Xiti has the same large area of scars as Shu Zhan, and almost all the hair on his body has fallen out.
It's just that he doesn't have the vitality like Rat Zhan, and he is already dying.
The corpses of rat warriors with different expressions were dragged from the battlefield by slave rats and piled up together. These guys are so cheap, with various expressions on their faces. Anger, hesitation, fear, despair, as if they could get a glimpse of what they experienced when they died.
They were piled up haphazardly and piled high.
What was different from their treatment were the corpses of the Nether Eye people. This was a siege, and the fortress was not captured. The Nether Eye people had the habit of collecting corpses.
What the rat people can get are some corpses of the Nether-Eyed Humans that were dragged down into the city by crazy guys.
These corpses will be placed in a more conspicuous place, closer to the altar, closer to the great god. This is the treatment they receive as higher-quality sacrifices.
The time for the sacrificial ceremony was chosen at noon.
The brightest moment in the world can be seen clearly by both parties, and it also serves as a provocation.
The coalition of nobles on the city wall were watching this scene with gritted teeth.
Besides gritting one’s teeth, there is no guarantee that there will be a trace of powerlessness and fear.
Today, ratmen are still pouring out of the open door, and the blood stains on the city wall have not yet been completely washed away.
This grand sacrifice is about to begin.
Three flags stood tall, and countless rat warriors gathered together in the scorching sun and the dazzling sunshine. The rat people did not particularly like the sun, especially at this time. The sun was still particularly hot.
After the long night has passed, it seems that the hot summer has ushered in.
But this kind of dislike cannot compete with the reverence of these chattering guys for the gods and the enthusiasm for the sacrificial rituals.
The rat men squeezed the rat men, and the rat men stood on tiptoes. The rat men raised their heads and looked eagerly towards the location of the altar. They climbed up to a higher place and pushed each other to get closer.
It caused extremely serious confusion, quarrels and curses.
The harsh sound turned into a wave of sound, and everything was in such chaos, until a bell overpowered all the sounds, and the chaos subsided. All the rat men seemed to hold their breath at this moment. breathe.
The grand sacrifice has begun!
Some living Youyan human warriors were pushed onto the altar.
Time was too tight and the rat people didn't have time to deal with these guys effectively. This was their luck.
Just the ritual knife in his hand fell, and the heads rolled down one by one, with blood splattering everywhere.
Three rat warlords stand on the high platform.
The flag is the most inconspicuous among them.
In this war, he was the most conservative and naturally the most inconspicuous.
The leader of the private army who was promoted to a high position was in tit-for-tat confrontation with the war priest.
As time went by, the groups of guys in the Rat Man Empire began to divide themselves from each other after drifting away from each other.
The most serious group is the rat priests.
First there were the Great Claw Priests, then the War Priests, and now there are Loyalists, Radicals and Skaven Lords.
At this time, the leader of the war here is the rat lord, not the rat priest, but the rat lord.
In fact, the differences among this group of guys are getting more and more serious now. The loyalists have chosen to return to the Skaven Council, while the radical faction has two or three big cats and kittens. The Skaven Lords are currently in the spotlight.
After the failure of the great alliance to compete with the temple guards for dominance, these guys fell apart.
And the actions of the Skaven Lords in the Twin Fortresses were to abandon the loyalists and radicals and walk alone.
It is very doubtful whether this group of guys who belong to the same source can unite together again in the future. It is probably difficult. After all, a group of rat priests has openly chosen to betray.
After helping the temple guards to severely beat the friendly forces, the war priests could no longer go back.
But it's normal. It's a new era. After there are no white rats lying on top of all the rat people, everything should develop differently. On this altar.
The charred leader of the private army was competing with the war priest opposite.
In order to compete for the title of the greatest leader of this achievement.
Although it was a bit difficult for him to let the leader of the private army, who was all scorched black, come, after all, it was already so difficult for him just to stand on this altar, and every move would bring out the scorched blackness on his body. The scabbed skin was bursting with flesh.
This guy obviously doesn't have long to live.
But he still stood up and stood on the altar. For no other reason, the rat lords behind him pushed him up. Undoubtedly, after walking alone, the rat lords needed a good start. .
Every group of guys who leave the big group has to become more united after the differences become wider and wider.
The rat lords jointly made a promise, allowing this charred guy to stand on the altar at all costs.
The last living Youyan human warrior was beheaded. The charred leader of the private army let go of the sacrificial knife in his hand. Just because he held it for a long time, part of the charred flesh was stuck to his body. The sacrificial knife was torn off at the moment when I let go.
Severe pain, constant pain.
This guy's expression looked so ferocious, his eyes were scarlet, and he looked so terrifying.
For a moment, even the war priest next to him took a step back.
This war priest is not a cowardly guy either.
The armor on his body was mottled with dark red and scarlet bloodstains alternately. It looked like he had just retreated from a bloody battle, but in terms of momentum, he was still inferior to this guy who was completely charred.
If you take one step back, you have already lost.
There was anger on his face, and he just wanted to get angry, but he saw the scarlet red in the eyes of the burnt black rat man.
The sacrificial ceremony ended like this.
In the raised flag, the dark rat-men shouted loudly to the great god in a hoarse voice, and all the rat-men cheered together, the sound rising to the sky.
In this holy war, it is the Skaven Lord who has the upper hand.
Honor also goes to the Skaven Lords.
Yes, he is the Skaven Lord. He does not belong to the dark Skaven, because he is about to die, nor does he belong to the Skaven Warlord, because there is no real Skaven Warlord in the current Skaven Empire. .
These three armies were all launched by the rat lords and temple guards. The merits in the war certainly belong to the rat lords and temple guards. Later, there may be more guys who will fight in this war. Lieutenant General launched more troops one by one.
But that glory will not belong to those lowly guys who were filled into the army, nor to the rat warriors, nor to the group of rat warlords who climbed up little by little from the rat warriors. .
Why does this dark rat man endure such pain and stand here?
To become a Skaven Lord.
Yes, become a Skaven Lord.
Of course, this is a deception, a pacifier. After all, everyone can see that this burned-black guy will not live long. No matter what conditions are offered, it is unnecessary. Empty talk about giving.
It is still surprising to only agree to such a condition. There has never been a rat lord who has not been appointed by a rat priest.
In other words, the rat lords were just pacifiers given by white rats to appease the conservatives among the rat lords.
But now, the situation seems to have changed. The differences among the various groups of rat priests are little by little. Sheng Qi, who was pushed to the position of high priest, does not have the prestige to suppress all the ambitious people. The big temple guards seem to be Planning something.
At this time, some changes should be made, or in other words, every group in the Skaven Empire is looking for more sizes at this time.
At this time, the Rat Council has essentially lost the ability to appoint and control Rat Lords. Under such circumstances, a title like Rat Lord can certainly be used as a bargaining chip.
It is even an extremely useful bargaining chip.
This guy, this guy who was pushed onto the battlefield and did everything he could to gain merit for the rat lords, this guy who was burnt to death not long ago but still stood on this altar.
Isn't he just very fond of this?
Shouting loudly in boundless pain, laughing maniacally in the enthusiastic response of countless rat men.
He seemed to see himself becoming a Rat Lord, becoming one of those Rat Lords who had almost everything and were extremely luxurious.
It’s just a pity that it was all just a dream.
At the end of this grand sacrifice, on the fortress wall not far away, a cannon with extremely fine inscriptions with various complicated patterns was pushed up the city wall.
The military mages who controlled the cannon looked at the rat people not far away with extremely resentful eyes.
Debugging will be completed soon.
(End of this chapter)