The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 196 Kill them all!
"The head of the clan has an order! Every animal head is a military achievement! Kill them all! Eat a good meal!"

The hunters quickly arrived at the foot of the mountain, spread out their formation and rushed towards the light cavalry.

The tall and burly grenadiers followed closely behind, taking charge of close combat cover.

In the jungle, the hunters were divided into several combat groups, each of which was led by a clan mouse or a pacemaker mouse, and possessed at least one bayonet.

Seeing the Ratmen encircling them, Numir also began to command his subordinates to counterattack in an orderly manner.

"Team [-] steps forward, tricks them into shooting and causing chaos, and Team [-] and [-] prepare to charge and try to drag them into melee!"

This orc general has never been so energetic, and when he thinks of the mission he is now shouldering, Numil is full of energy.

Lapole, you must bring the information back to the north!

Several orc officers led a dozen or so cavalry to rush forward quickly. After entering the jungle battle, the hunter's vision and shooting were greatly restricted.

But this does not prevent them from meeting the enemy in an orderly manner.

"All combat groups! Fire in batches, don't give them a chance to launch a decisive charge!"

The Clanrats and Stormrats tried their best to restrain their subordinates, and the well-trained hunters did not lose their chains.

In each combat group, apart from a "team leader" with a bayonet, the other two rats are dedicated shooter rats.

When the orc cavalry maneuvered in the jungle, usually only one archer rat fired. Of course, rats on the battlefield will inevitably be nervous.

The first round of shooting took out almost half of the firepower of the entire Jager Battalion, but fortunately, some well-trained Ratmen resisted the urge to fire.

The shot of the Jaeger is not a salvo, and even for a low-accuracy musket, aiming is meaningful.

Most of the hunters fired bullets after taking aim. Although this kind of sparse shooting was not as powerful as a salvo, it was superior in its high killing efficiency.

Coupled with the shotgun that does not require high aiming skills, the orc team dropped eight corpses in the first round of shooting.

But the wargs under their crotch did not give up the attack. Some ratmen were indeed taken aback. One combat team was killed due to negligence.

But the other groups reacted and restrained the Warg under the cover of bayonets.

Seeing this, the grenadiers who followed immediately stepped forward to clean up, and after the chaos was resolved, they gave way to the hunters.

But after a round of volleys from the Ratmen, Numir had concluded that the Ratmen had consumed most of their firepower in the first round of shooting, and they should be reloading now.

What's more, the Ratmen who did not shoot salvos, in Numil's view, lacked training. Their original opponents were very good at salvos.

So the second team and the third team attacked one after another. Not only that, even in such a limited force situation, this excellent commander did not forget to divide his forces to turn around the flanks.

However, under Ickert's training, the Ratmen commanders are also capable of fighting, and the flanks of the hunters are always protected by the grenadiers.

Not only that, facing the frontal impact of the orcs, the ten magic guns of the grenadiers were also deployed to the front.

Coupled with the supplementary shooting of the pacesetters, the firepower of the second round was even more fierce than the first round!
Numir was horrified to find that the second team under his charge disappeared in the sound of sparse gunshots.

Just after passing a tree, the figures of these warriors could no longer be seen.

The situation of the third team was equally grim. Although the Ratmen couldn't take care of them in the second round of shooting, a group of Ratmen who were shooting had already finished reloading.

After the third round of shooting, the only remaining orc light cavalry rushed into the line of the rat people with difficulty, and started a hand-to-hand fight with the hunters who drew their swords.

Although the tactical goal was achieved, the losses of the orc cavalry were unbearable. Numir led the last cavalry to the chaotic front, trying to defeat the ratmen in close combat with personal force.

But the light cavalry of the orcs had been playing for so long, and the skaven hunters couldn't stand it for a long time.

Although only less than twenty cavalrymen were gathered in the end, Targaryen still chose to let his men launch a supporting charge.

The Lancers fired a round hastily, and Numir only saw two of his men fall to the ground suddenly, and then twenty heroic chasseurs flanked the orc light cavalry.

Five skaven hunters and two orc light cavalry fell at the same time.

Targaryen's face was heavy. Although this group of orcs couldn't do scouting and containment, their fighting skills were really not good enough.

With such an exaggerated exchange ratio, Targaryen really didn't dare to fight for a while.

However, Ickert, who was originally sitting on the battlefield, was a little impatient.

There is no other reason, because his war eagle saw that the leading orc picked up the magic gun dropped by the rat man.

"They know this thing, or in other words, they know the value of this thing."

Even if the magic gun is seized, the orcs may not be able to manufacture it, but if it is not a last resort, who wants their own technology to be ntr?
So just as Targaryen was hesitating, Ickert had already arrived in front of Numir on a coriander.

A wall of flames was released directly, burning all the mounts of the orc cavalry in front of them to death.

Seeing this, the chasseurs were very encouraged, and followed the clan leader to join the battle.

After the flames dissipated, Numir finally saw the face of the comer.

It was the great human swordsman!
But isn't he a fighter?

The experienced Numir reacted instantly.

It's a scroll, he must have used a magic scroll!
Despicable human warrior!
Numir had no choice but to put down the magic gun in his hand, and drew out his giant ax to fight.

As a glorious mid-level fighter, he is not afraid of a challenge from a strong human being.

But the next second when the light technique flashed, the soldier couldn't help but quickly backed away.

Just the second after Numir dodged backwards, the flaming sword had already swept across the position where he was standing just now.

A close call!
"Pretty good!"

It was also the first time Ickert saw a strong man with a little fighting power, and his light trick seemed to be invalid here.

Numir, who had escaped the fatal attack, decided to launch a counterattack. Judging from the strength of the opponent's moves, the physical strength of the human beings in front of him was not high, but somewhat.
Ridiculously weak.

Since the opponent is weaker than melee, then drag the opponent into melee!

Numir pressed forward confidently, imagining the scene of chopping his opponent into pieces, but unexpectedly, Ickert rubbed out a solid fireball in front of him again.

Is he a fighter or a mage?

Numir lost his grasp of the situation for a while, and this is quite fatal on a rapidly changing battlefield.

"Small knowledge of magic, although the size of the fireballs of each level is the same, the energy contained in them is completely different."

After Ickert finished speaking, he beckoned the hunters to run away.

Numil could only watch helplessly as the other party rode away.

A small fireball, not too big, shot towards his feet.

(End of this chapter)