Chapter 381, the brewing battle and the rat assassin hiding in the shadows
Heimao received his job. Compared with a qualified commander, he is actually better at being a sharp enough weapon. Weapons exist.
He will serve as the vanguard, cleaning out the sentry towers around the giant city of the Dark-Eyed Human Race, preparing for the brewing battle.
Without much hesitation, after receiving the job, Heimao set off with his storm rats.
This area is full of ruins and scorched black.
It’s not surprising, after all, it was once one of the main prosperous areas of the Youyan human race.
It is a pity that in the last battle, the main force of the Youyan human race stationed here was repulsed, and this originally prosperous area was naturally reduced to ruins as the flames spread.
It has only been a year since the last super-large-scale battle, and the rat people are preparing to launch another hunt.
The target is the huge city that is the only one standing in this ruins.
City of Fire.
As its name suggests, this city is always burning with flames. Before the Ratmen won the battle and burned the other three industrial cities in this area with flames, this was the Empire of Man. An important industrial area, it is also an unimaginably strong fortress complex.
It once blocked the progress of the Skaven for two years and was an iconic line of defense that inspired many humans. It was not until the fate of the Skaven assassins that they truly ate up most of this fortress group.
Now it’s time to finish. The only remaining super fortress in Flame City is like the last cover on the sweet cheese. You only need to lift it to taste it.
There are gathered a large number of civilians from this area, various industries, and workshops of various sizes.
Although according to the information given by the rat assassins, most of the most critical workshops and industries were transferred in a very short period of time, it does not matter. For the rat people, those many The population is the most important wealth.
The rat people are preparing for a grand sacrifice, and such a city with a huge population is the perfect place for the sacrifice.
It’s just not easy to lift the cover. The shells of these super fortresses are indeed hard enough.
No matter how hard the shell is, it can't stop the rat men from peeking and coveting.
Heimao will be the vanguard, taking the lead in marching and pulling out the sentry towers that serve as eyes one after another on the periphery of the city. After these sentry towers are destroyed, the remaining three guys will gather together.
Start this brutal battle.
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Among the rustling sounds were the sounds of rat people running across the border.
They are not ordinary ratmen. The ratmen army that appeared here even had a flag raised high.
No, a rat warlord shouldn't appear here.
This is just an ordinary outpost set up in a surrounding giant city.
Some also have a low magic tower as an early warning, several circles of trenches, and dozens of ordinary militiamen stationed here.
In any case, this should not involve a visit from a real Skaven warlord.
No matter how inappropriate it was, this small probability thing still happened today.
The people in the outpost panicked almost immediately.
Except for one figure who is still a little immature, the little nurse who is always teased by the elderly soldiers.
Little Annie doesn't like wearing skirts.
She put down the medical kit in her hand almost immediately, climbed out of the trench, and rushed towards the low magic tower in the center of the outpost.
No matter what they encounter, the first priority of the soldiers in the sentry tower is to light up this magic tower and convey what happens here to the command center further back.
This is something that is emphasized repeatedly in war manuals.
It’s just that the war manual is obviously prepared for the soldiers running on the battlefield, but I don’t know why a little nurse is so familiar with it.
Time is running out.
The magic energy traps that should have been activated and the self-triggering magic energy sentry towers were not successfully activated. They could not even hinder the steps of the rat people who were rushing to arrive for a moment. If it fails to do so, it will be destroyed accurately and efficiently before being activated.
Here she is, she is here, she finally arrived in front of the low magic tower in the center of the battlefield, but the metal door leading to the magic tower was firmly secured by a heavy lock. It was locked, and for a while, it was impossible to open it.
In the panic, a bit of despair brewed on the face of the young nurse.
Until an arm fell on her shoulder.
"Let me do it, little Annie. Ever since those sneaky sewer rats showed up, these reconnaissance towers have added an extra step of verification. Of course, we don't expect those complicated upgrades here, so I give He added a lock.
The war manual you often read is still a bit too old. "
The speaker was a veteran with scars who was also stationed at this outpost. The commander of the troops.
He has an extremely rough metal leg. Perhaps because of this reason, the people in this outpost call him simply, Old Lame.
Although he is not actually old, he is indeed lame.
The old lame man pulled Annie away and pulled out a thick key from the partition of his metal leg. The big lock fell to the ground as the key was turned. Soon after, faint blue lines began to climb up the magic tower. .
In a grand battle a year ago, rat assassins appeared in the sight of mankind for the first time. These guys running in the shadows spread plague unscrupulously, carried out assassinations, and frequently They used these magic towers, which were originally used as early warnings, to deliver all kinds of false news to the front battlefield.
Let that battle finally lead to Waterloo. After that battle, the human empire once again lost a large amount of land, and the battle lines repeatedly retreated, giving away one-third of the empire's land.
Since that time, humans have been more prepared for those rat assassins. Even after that battle, these sneaky guys have never appeared on the battlefield again.
The old cripple's voice sounded from the magic tower.
"The energy supply of this magic tower is still a bit too reluctant. It will take some time to start. Little Annie, go to the logistics warehouse over there and drive out the magic reconnaissance vehicle. Wait until I activate the iron demon in the magic tower. After that, it’s time to evacuate.”
In the rear, the honorable princes of the military command did not ask for a fight to the death for the soldiers stationed in the guard tower, even in the column of the military manual. I still emphasize that if you encounter a situation that is absolutely difficult to deal with, you only need to activate the reconnaissance tower, and that's it. After doing this, survival is the first priority.
This is a helpless move. No matter how aggressive the human empire is, its soldiers are slowly running out.
Those generals who originally jointly sought more troops from Caesar and wanted to carry out more radical war strategies, all of them also became conservative amidst such consumption.
In fact, it was not difficult to do this. Amidst the obstacles of various magic traps and magic sentry towers, they should have been able to complete the retreat smoothly. It was a pity that they arrived this time. This battlefield is no ordinary rat troop.
Those running guys were approaching at an unimaginable speed.
After Annie drove the magic off-road vehicle out of the simple barn converted into a warehouse.
The vanguard of the rat people has appeared in front of everyone in this guard tower.
These rat men are taller than ordinary guys, their equipment is more complete and complicated, and they are more dangerous. Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is the flag that was brought over.
The moment she saw this flag, this stubborn little girl fell into a trance.
She must come to this front line, to this dangerous battlefield front line, and she has no intention of looking for this flag.
The face couldn't help but look a little more ferocious, which was the echo of hatred.
It was just the shrill shouting that quickly brought him back to his senses.
That was the voice of the old lame man.
"Hurry up, little guy!"
Now the old lame has a set of thick armor, which is the second type of wearable steel golem launched by the Mage Association, a training After wearing this set of steel golems, skilled soldiers can even engage in hand-to-hand combat with those rat trolls. On this battlefield, besides waving the long sword in her hand, Anne's favorite thing is the various cute monsters. Wearing a golem.
But now, the expression on her face was not only ferocious but also a bit dazed.
That was her enemy, the dark mouse. She still remembered him. In that dark night, in that terrifying night, in the shadowy eyes, Grandpa Pitchfork fought with him.
Only now, he has become stronger.
The old cripple wearing the steel golem was easily trampled under his feet.
At this time, I was struggling painfully.
The black-haired mouse noticed that not-so-calm gaze.
This errand is really not difficult for him. Destroying these scattered sentry towers is much easier than charging towards the fortress with various magic cannons.
Made him a little bored.
The guy he stepped on was quite interesting, but it was a pity that he seemed to be lame.
My eyes raised and fell on the girl not far away. The struggling movement under my feet suddenly became violent.
Make him more interesting.
With a leap, the storm rats around him skillfully made way for an open space.
And without restraint, he cast all kinds of wanton eyes on the old lame body.
A huge sword was thrown to the old lame's side, and he gestured towards the guy in the distance, and then gestured towards the old lame.
His meaning immediately became clear.
Kuroge still likes to fight in single combat.
Amidst the roar of the mana furnace, the old cripple slowly climbed up from the ground. The injury on his leg affected his control of the steel golem, and his movements were limping.
But he picked up the sword without hesitation.
He rushed towards the black hair with big strides, but was easily dodged by the dexterous figure. After a few dodges, a big sword easily penetrated through the gap in the steel golem, completing the penetration. The lame man was instantly He knelt down and worshiped.
Obviously, Heimao was just having fun and did not treat him as an opponent.
The surrounding Storm Rats suddenly burst into laughter, and their sharp voices echoed in the area.
Several corpses were dragged out of the trenches, and the storm rats were peeling off the helmets of the dead militiamen, looking for the possible blue eyes.
The old cripple turned his head and saw the little nurse driving the magic reconnaissance vehicle had gone away, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
He still likes this little girl. At least this little girl is willing to apply for more medical alcohol for him every month when applying for medical supplies, so that he, an old drunkard, can satisfy his craving.
Thrown to the ground.
Just like that there was no sound.
It can only be said that in the face of a rat warlord who is really good at running and charging, such a small sentry tower really has no room for resistance.
In just one day, most of the early warning network composed of sentry towers around the Flame City was dimmed.
A feeling of storm coming.
Everyone knew that the rat people would definitely be targeting the Flame City, but the process was still a little faster.
Obviously countless ratmen died in the last battle, but in just one year, these guys walking in the sewers have slowed down again.
Damn it!
And the problem they have to face is not only the re-invasion of the rat men, but the sneaky guys hiding in the dark are also a big problem.
Various clues point to a problem. The dangerous group of rat assassins seem to have found their collaborators within the rat empire.
But since that battle, they have not been able to find a large number of traces of the rat assassins, but they are aware of the gathering of rat people in cities.
This seems to be a very contradictory statement, but it is particularly frustrating.
Maybe it was before these damn ratmen invaded, or maybe it was during the first ratman war. In short, I don’t know when it started.
In every city and every place, there are faint traces of rat men.
These damn guys are lurking in the dark corners of the city, hiding in the wilderness, and are difficult to exterminate and eradicate.
Everyone in the human empire suspected that the group of rat assassins was hiding among this group of rat men.
But whether it is the mages or the mercenaries, they are unable to completely eradicate these scattered rat people from the cities and from the vast wilderness.
It’s not that you don’t want to do it, but that you can’t do it. No matter how many gold coins are invested, no matter how much manpower is deployed, after a period of calm, there will always be some ratmen coming from the sewers and dark corners of the city. Even if they crawl out, there will always be some ratmen hiding in the rock crevices in the wilderness and lingering.
There is no need to doubt the difficulty of this matter. In fact, the ratmen themselves are unable to completely wipe out the barbaric ratmen in their city.
Originally, this was not a big problem. After all, even if these scattered ratmen could run wildly in the city, it would be difficult for them to do anything other than run wildly. They were difficult to exterminate because these guys hid in dark corners and did not show up. If put under the light, any mercenary team can kill these rat-men and rat-headed beasts.
These guys have no influence.
Until the Skaven Assassins emerged, these guys were exposed to the sun in the last battle, and then quickly disappeared again and blended into these guys.
Things suddenly got tricky.
(End of this chapter)