Warhammer Seal

Chapter 57 New Journey

"Crag Dormar's Ratmen?"

Wen De immediately sat up from the bed, just about to take a rest, did not expect that the emperor would send a letter to tell him such terrible news at such a late hour.

Scratching his head, in fact, there is an unknown small clan of ratmen entrenched there, which seems to be called the Evil Clan, which is not a character at all.

Unexpectedly, such a group of ratmen can hang up the dwarves and beat them, so that the dwarves can only start trading with humans from Stromgarde.

Slowly sitting up from the bed, the exhausted spirit just now can only cheer up immediately.

Ruixi, who was sleeping next to her, also slowly got up. Too many negative images of dark elves had faded from her body, and she even put on a dress for Wende at night.

The flame in the oil lamp swayed slightly, and an old world map was placed in front of Wende.

From Bretonnia in the west to the World's Edge Mountains in the east, Kislev in the north, and the Tyrells in the south.

I saw Wende drew a circle next to the city of Miragliano in the Tyrell states, and made a triangular symbol of a rat man.

"Skaven Magic City."

There are still three years before the whole world is going to be destroyed, and Wende is thinking about how to stop the world from being destroyed even in his dreams.

I didn't realize one thing until today.

If rewards for meritorious deeds were to be judged based on the amount of effort in the annihilation of the world, the spirit gods must be responsible.

Then of course No.2 of Mieshi had to be awarded to Ratman.

No.3 is the turn to get Chaos.

If it weren't for the death of the elves and the ratmen, it would be impossible to destroy the world with the power of chaos alone. No matter how many times they came, they would be beaten back to the chaos world of subspace by the united order camp.

Therefore, Wende's purpose is very clear. In the short three years, he must do the above three things.

Either kill the elf god, or let the rat people continue to fall apart, or go to the Chaos Wasteland to close the demon portal.

If you think about this kind of problem with your heels, you will know how to choose.

Although I really want to smack the elf god a few big mouths, but I have no choice but to be too weak now, and I can't go deep into the chaotic wasteland.

Now there is only one path left to let the Ratmen continue to fall apart. Compared with the other two, this one seems much easier.

If the unity among the Ratmen can be destroyed, it will definitely increase the probability of many worlds surviving in the subsequent annihilation.

That was all Wind's plan.

"go to bed!"

As soon as the quilt was pulled, Wende closed his eyes and meditated.

"Sorry Ruixi, I can't give it to you tonight, we have to get up early tomorrow."

After refusing Ruixi's extended hands, it only took a moment for Wende to fall asleep.

I am no longer as fragile as I was when I first came to this world. After a long period of exercise, my physical fitness has improved by leaps and bounds.

When blasting the Necromancer Arrow Tower before, Wende was able to lift the 130-jin Ruixi up and run with one hand.

There is even a lot of room for improvement in the strength of the arms and body, and the inability to use magic does not block his upper limit.

After getting rid of the bad habits of high-sugar drinks, unhealthy diet, and staying up late playing with mobile phones, although he is not as strong as Schwarzenegger, he can be regarded as an athlete.

Early the next morning, my body had no symptoms of fatigue and the habit of staying in bed at all.

Stand up immediately, today Karl's army will go out to join forces with the dwarves to eliminate the Ratmen of Carag Domar and Marsh Salt City, and assist the dwarves to take back those two cities.

But just the return of these two cities is not a fight against the Ratmen at all.

Wende also left a letter with Karl, and got on the carriage back to his own territory, Maijia Village.

If you want to travel from the Empire to Tyrell, there are only two ways to travel, either by boat from Marienburg, or through the chassis of Bellegar Hammer in the Gray Mountains.

By boat, that's all.

Leaving aside the Norsca pirates and dark elf arks traveling back and forth at sea, coupled with the sneak attack of the vampire coast and the plunder of pirates, every time you go to sea, you are in danger of life.

This also leads to a lot of money every time you go to sea.

Wende didn't want to go to sea to make money, and he, who was used to living on land, had a deep-seated fear of the sea.

The only choice is to take the land route, pass through the land of the Angrund dwarf clan, and go to Tyrell to perform the task.

It might take a lot of time to go this way, so you have to make the most careful preparations.

Nun City, the workshop of Uncle Censer.

Different from the previous small workshop, he now has his own workshop. In addition to improving muskets and artillery, he is also responsible for the research of various new weapons.

"Ha! Wende, um...wait for me a moment."

After protruding a head from under the steam tank of the Emperor's Fury, Uncle Censer continued to lie under the chassis of the tank.

"This prototype is really difficult to repair, I'll get the chassis stuck first."

Bang bang bang bang, I don't know if he hit something forcibly with a hammer, and the incense burner slowly crawled out from under the steam tank, and took a big gulp of the water on the table next to him.

"How's the situation recently? Uncle Censer."

"Thanks to you, I have my own production line and production equipment, and I can even personally participate in the maintenance of the Emperor's Fury steam tank, and I can spare time to design new weapons at night! By the way, Wende, when you come back this time, is it Not some new blueprint from the dwarves."

While speaking, Uncle Censer put his hand on Wende's shoulder regardless of the dust on his body.

"I'm rich now, as long as you have a new idea, I'll buy your patent and start production right away!"

Wende shook his head, then silently looked at the workshop equipment next to him.

"I'm going to Tyrell. I hope I can ask you to build two pieces of equipment before I leave. I've already drawn the blueprints on the way here. Let's see how much it will cost."

He took out the blueprint and handed it to Uncle Censer, who stared wide-eyed with a look of disbelief.

"This thing, let me try it. It's a bit strange, but from a defensive point of view, it's not even comparable to the half-body armor of the Empire. It's full of strange arcs that can't defend against melee attacks."

"Just tell me how much it is. I need two pieces."

"You won't be charged, but your drawing will belong to me. I will repair the tank later. Wait for me for an afternoon, and I will be able to build the armor for you right away."

That's right, the armor designed by Wende has no melee defense ability at all, but Uncle Censer didn't notice another function of this armor at all.

It has a smooth, curved curve and is lined with chain mail and heavy cotton.

A stab with a long halberd can easily break the armor, and a hammer can easily smash a dent.

But the benefits of this kind of armor are also obvious. Although the surface is too smooth and curved, it can't resist the shooting of muskets, but it can deflect incoming bows and arrows very well.

And what race is best at using bows and arrows?
Ruixi's warning still echoed in Wende's ears.

"The Wood Elves of Athel Loren are about to begin their Wild Hunt sacrifice."

　Wende's Tactic Notes (4): [Smooth Armor]: Ranged Resistance +30%, Chance of Ignoring Ranged Damage +30%, Melee Defense -12, Armor Strength -20, Movement Speed ​​+3
　　
　
(End of this chapter)