Chapter 372, grand gathering, carnival of goblins
The meeting is over, but the matter of Sheng Qi is not over yet.
Bring a few gifts to the two loyal ratman priests.
Purchase a batch of bits and pieces of goods from the Skaven Lord's caravan.
Go and listen to the big-clawed priest's gibbering expression of his ideas.
Finally, sacrifices were devoutly offered to the great god in the original temple.
After following this set of procedures, I almost went through every large group in the Rat Man Empire.
Sheng Qi is indeed a talented guy, a qualified rat-man socialite, a guy who is naturally good at traveling among various forces.
Every empire needs guys like Sheng Qi, even the extremely twisted and abnormal Ratman Empire is no exception in this regard.
It’s just that the Rat Empire needs a Rat People courtesan, but that doesn’t mean that the Rat Empire needs a Rat People High Priest who is a courtesan.
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On that vast scarlet grassland, a big thing happened.
In the accumulation from generation to generation, in the thinking of wise sages one after another.
We are going to escape the abuse of those cruel people and we are going to stand up.
A group of huge goblins, endless goblins with no end at a glance, gathered together at the time when the harvest season was about to come, and killed a goblin with the loudest voice. Pushed to a high platform.
The great Goblin Kingdom was thus established.
The goblins gathered here started cheering loudly at this moment.
The sound spread in all directions.
As the mushroom cultivation theory of the Big Claw priests matured, large numbers of cave mushrooms began to appear in the rat-man underground cities. Food became extremely abundant, and cave mushrooms became increasingly cheap. stand up.
Now, one cave mushroom is only worth one dried blood mushroom made from low-quality blood mushrooms.
This situation attracted the Ratman farmers. After all, it took a lot of effort to dig rivers and plant grass. These were not as convenient as dumping baskets of cave mushrooms directly onto their farms.
And there is a lot of food here, maybe it can also attract the goblins from the farm next door.
Of course, such a strategy is not difficult at all, and it will naturally attract imitation.
Since the first rat farmer did this, not long after, all the rat farmers across the vast grassland uniformly chose to imitate.
Countless cave mushrooms were dumped on this scarlet grassland like garbage.
While consuming the surplus in those planting rooms, it also triggered an explosion in the number of goblins on this scarlet grassland.
There are goblins everywhere, and they are all goblins. In the scarlet grassland at this time, if you throw a stone casually, you might be able to hit a goblin, and maybe even a goblin. More than one.
This is a jaw-dropping scene, but the rat farmers are happy.
Today is destined to be a harvest year with the theme of abundance for them.
That’s what they originally thought.
There is always some discrepancy between imagination and reality, and these goblins seem to have been prepared for this situation.
They gathered together and started running wildly on this grassland.
Something is wrong.
Things started to move in a strange direction.
This year's harvest day was moved forward because the rat farmers who were still watching the fun suddenly discovered a very embarrassing problem.
Even if they fight sleeplessly on this grassland, I'm afraid they won't be able to catch them all at once.
Small armies of rat men who are not too weak emerge from various places in this scarlet grassland, not to fight civil war and greet their counterparts next door in a friendly manner, but to harvest.
And there is a big variable inside, which is the group of goblins that continue to gather together and expand in size.
Well, this is not a particularly big trouble.
But there are too many goblins.
The scale was too huge, like a group of sardines. The rat farmer mobilized a larger army and hired rat mercenaries to participate in the harvest. Then the group of running goblins quickly left the area, even if If a large piece is bitten off, as long as you can successfully enter the area of other rat farmers, you can basically escape.
If these harvesting teams take the initiative to invade the farms of other rat farmers, then it will be a war between rat people and rat people.
And if they don't gather enough power, then this group of goblins will even want to say hello to their group of farmers because of the numerical gap between hundreds and thousands of times that of the rat men.
It is true that some smart guys were born among the goblins.
Now, the problem arises.
No matter what the rat farmer wanted to say or how to deal with it, right now, what he faced was just a simple and direct question.
There are too many goblins in this group!
A rat farmer emerged from the underground tunnel with his guards who did not believe in evil.
I want to harvest all these goblins who dare to resist.
Amidst the angry roar, they did not see the scene they wanted. The group of goblins did not flee.
Instead, they gathered together in a dark mass, staring at the roaring rat-man farmer.
The quantitative gap between the two sides is too big.
The violent rat-man farmer, he brought his own private army, an army of 5,000 rat-men of all kinds, armed with various types of weapons, from spears to magic firearms.
On the opposite side, there were two million people holding a variety of weapons, from stones to bone clubs, to a huge group of empty-handed goblins.
The king of the Goblin Kingdom, the Goblin who had just been pushed onto the high platform, started roaring loudly!
The goblins began to charge in a crowd, rushing over like a tsunami.
No, something is wrong! The rat farmer arrived and something was wrong. Something seemed wrong.
"Damn! You damn guys!"
"Ah!" In the angry roar, the grumpy rat farmer was drowned.
This victory made the goblins even more excited.
Suddenly, the goblins became excited. Amidst all kinds of chaotic sounds and exaggerated shouts, such a news was passed to all directions in the scarlet grassland.
A kingdom belonging to the Goblins was established, and a Goblin with a loud voice became the king. His shouts were so loud that the Rat Man was defeated by them.
In this way, countless goblins began to actively gather here. The number of these goblins accumulated into a terrifying number in a very short period of time.
Four million, five million, it’s hard to estimate. There are too many goblins, a huge group, it’s hard to calculate the exact number.
But just this estimated number is terrifying enough.
And this scale is not over yet, there are still a steady stream of goblins coming from all directions, converging on the natural king of goblins, the loud-voiced Goblin Big Voice.
Things are completely messed up.
The rat farmers gathered together and stared at each other.
This year was indeed a good harvest year, but they were jumped up and beaten by the goblins they planted.
It is not that there is no room for relaxation, as long as these rat-man farmers can sit down calmly, choose to tolerate their colleagues crossing the border at will on their farms, and pull out their respective guards to form a rat-man coalition. , and you don’t even need to spend blood mushrooms to hire rat mercenaries, so this commotion won’t be a big problem.
But can it be done?
This is very difficult. Compared to the chaotic situation and the out-of-control payday, the faces of my colleagues are equally ugly and angry.
There is no possibility of union at once, but if we don't unite, we will hold each other back, and colleagues are not allowed to cross the line, and other rat people are not allowed to touch their cultivated crops. How to deal with the matter?
The rat farmer has thought about this problem for a long time, but he has not come up with a suitable solution.
In fact, there is no need to get too entangled with these issues. You just need to wait and the group of goblins will naturally fall apart. After all, this grassland simply cannot support so many goblins. Such a chaotic scene appears. Or is it because of the cave mushrooms that these rat farmers keep dumping on the grassland.
Over time, these goblins will naturally collapse due to food shortages.
It's just that this is too unseemly.
In the end, it was the rat lords who wiped their butts.
These swarming goblins have seriously hindered the trade routes maintained by the rat lords.
Although the underground tunnels connecting the Ratmen to various cities have basically been opened, these underground tunnels are really not wide enough. Many large commodities, some huge bronze bells, transported war equipment, and some large and small bags of things are simply not possible. I just can't walk through the underground tunnel.
The rat lords are already trying to change this situation, but at least for now, the ground caravan composed of a large number of giant rats, rat mercenaries, and various trailers is still The main force of Skaven transportation.
At this time, these overly noisy and irritating goblins caused great trouble to the passage of the caravan.
This is something that the rat lords cannot tolerate no matter what. They don’t care about the so-called conventional rules of the rat farmers, nor do they care that these guys unite to plunder the goblins from other rat men. .
The Skaven Lords are a more tyrannical and authoritative class than the Skaven Farmers.
Soon, an army retreated from the main continent behind the Twin Fortresses, led by a dark guy with a big sword on his back.
This guy does not lead a large army of ratmen, only about 20,000, but he is not afraid of the coming war at all.
Swearing loudly.
"Damn, damn Rat Farmer, even a little Goblin can't hold it down! What a waste! Useless fool! Damn garbage!"
It's the black hair, After this guy left the flag, he went directly to the Ratman Lord.
It stands to reason that as a rat warlord who was also canonized by rat war, he should not move closer to the rat lord, but how can I put it? He cares more about war than honor and hatred. This guy is a pure war maniac< br>
I care more about the power in my hands and the progress of the war. The reason why I didn’t have time to evacuate during the first expedition of the Eastern Expeditionary Force was because the fighting was too intense during that time. The other rat warlords either died. When he fell or retreated, he was still gathering the fleeing rat warriors and fighting with the humans in the rolling mountains.
Then, the Golden Province was taken back by humans, and his retreat was cut off, and he could only fight guerrillas with humans in these continuous mountains.
It was not until the expedition was restarted and the Golden Province was defeated again that he, a guy who had long been forgotten and unknown, was finally able to withdraw from this place.
Then he was severely educated by the progressive era.
If Qi hadn't saved his life, he would have been hanged alive there.
After leaving the flag and briefly understanding the situation of the Rat Empire and the situation on the front line, Heimao chose to approach the Rat Lord without hesitation. The reason for making such a choice There is no other
At this time, on this battlefield, only the rat lords can support him on the battlefield and can bring him enough rat troops to allow him to continue the war.
So it is not surprising that he surrendered to the Rat Lord.
Just how to put it, the rat lords did not show too much attention or too much indifference to Black Hair's surrender.
How should I put it, a very calm attitude, even with a bit of contempt, which may be related to the fact that Heimao was once Shu Zhan's subordinate after all.
Heimao was very unhappy about this. He felt that he had been slighted. The first task assigned to him after he surrendered was to clear out the goblins.
Why should the Goblin be his opponent?
After scolding the rat farmers who caused all this, Heimao left another harsh sentence at the end.
"And you, damned rat priests!"
Without criticizing the Rat Lords, other people would differentiate between the Rat Priests and the Rat Lords, but those of them who are old members of the Rat War don't know that these two groups of guys are the same thing.
Heimao was extremely angry at this kind of contempt, but in the end he still endured it.
How to say it.
It can only be said that although these rat lords are infuriating in one way or another, their wealth is real.
Heimao's 20,000 troops are all composed of storm rats. Yes, they are all storm rats. For the time being, we don't care about the weapons, equipment, and army logistics in the hands of these storm rats.
But these storm rats are not cheap things.
If Heimao is allowed to accumulate these storm rats little by little, then he will never be able to do it. The cost of blood mushrooms is aside, but he does not have the channels to get so many storm rats.
The power of blood mushrooms is real, and it is also so that people cannot ignore and move it.
(End of this chapter)