Beginning with the lizard men and traveling through the Middle Ages

Chapter 363 The Long Night ()

Rats gnawed on fallen humans in the streets, but their kind did not remain at large in the city for long.

The warriors of the "Thar's Wrath" Knights responded to the Grand Master's call and fought from the vast sea of ​​​​rats to the knight leader.

The feathers of the demi-gryphon were completely dyed red in just a few minutes, and the fifty inner ring members arrived at the grand leader's summons almost at the same time.

Perhaps these wingless monsters are not as deadly as griffins, but compared to creatures other than griffons, they are also top predators.

Every Tar Knight has a half-gryphon mount. This is not the Temple Knights, but an organization that is better than the Temple Knights and only recruits the best hunters.

Anyone who wants to join the Knights must go through the trial of taming a demi-griffon alone.

The melodious bells appeared on the ground, and the rampant rats were as crazy as dying warriors in the sound of the bells, completely losing their former timidity.

The grand leader of "Thar's Wrath" did not hesitate, raised his command sword and led the knights towards the west city hall to kill.

The sudden attack by the rats disrupted the deployment and connections between the various military organizations in the city. After the electors lost contact, he should use his subjective initiative.

Maybe the White Wolf Knights would choose to clear the streets directly. They have enough manpower. Ordinary White Wolf Knights may not have as much combat experience as the inner ring, but they can still do their part in the chaos.

But the "Wrath of Tar" Knights do not have the same conditions as the White Wolf. Their extremely high admission rules separate them from the mortal world, and they also lose their backbone.

They can only perform less demanding tasks, such as defending the Elector.

Ictor mingled with the engineering warlocks, carefully shifting positions in the streets and alleys of humans.

The gray prophet who deserved to be cursed by the horned rat did what every gray prophet would do - persecute the same kind of people with gray and white fur. They always think that they are the only legitimate spellcasters in the underground world.

How can engineers and warlocks be allowed to inspect and deploy dimensional weapons on the front line? If it hadn't been the special envoy of the Thirteenth Council, the warlocks would have already arranged for the Eshin assassin.

Moving on the ground is an arduous task. The sound of human gunfire always makes the warlocks tremble involuntarily. They know better than anyone else that that gunshot can kill them.

Fortunately, the accuracy of human gadgets is the same as that of slave rats, and these warlocks who deliberately hide their figures are not noticed by humans. Hopefully that is the case.

The endless tide of rats brought them an unrealistic sense of security. All they could hear were the screams of humans after their resistance failed. The rats occupied every street in an orderly manner, and the selected slave rats also began to Control the dimensional stone machine gun to fight back at the human fortress.

The dimensional bullets caused a green rain in mid-air. Ridiculous humans do not have such weapons.

In the city hall, when the first musketeer was hit by the green ray, the Elector of Talabek quickly changed his tactics - his personal guard, the five inner ring knights of the Red Shield Knights, had already led them A company of knights will attack from the side of the gun position, and they will appear in the enemy's gun position.

Humans can no longer hold the long-range advantage. These strange-looking beastmen will cause heavy casualties to the Musketeers. Every Imperial soldier is determined to devote his life, but as an elector, he should not let soldiers die in vain.

Perhaps it's time to debut the Imperial Academy's still-experimental weapon, which may cause accidents, but is better than leaving the musketeers waiting in the fortress for the enemy to approach. Count Krieglitz ordered the defenders to assemble a special musket developed by imperial scholars - a rotating musket. After the death of scholar Midiel, scholar Klaus perfected it, but its barrel material was still missing. After finding a suitable substitute, the scholar responsible for researching synthetic materials died in an explosion.

Count Krieglitz wouldn't want to move it to the battlefield unless he had to. It was too unstable, not only troublesome to assemble, but also prone to jamming.

The rays of the warpstone machine gun illuminated half of the city. The weak human guns were misfired in front of the warpstone device. The green light illuminated Ict's ferocious smile. It turned out that it was more creative than human scholars. Humanity I didn't think of tying the barrels together.

It's a pity that this simple creation cannot prove Ictor's genius thinking. He also has to create more destructive weapons to make the entire underground world applaud him.

A continuous, strange gunshot woke up the engineering warlock who was moving along the corner to the next location.

The dimensional machine gun did not have such a harsh sound, it was more like the number of human muskets suddenly increased dozens of times.

Humanity has 10,000 more musketeers?

Ictor looked curiously towards the east, the human city hall, and its smile disappeared in the brief view.

Balls of flames burned on the human towers, gunpowder tore the air, and at one point even spread the fire hundreds of meters away.

The Skaven that were surrounding the tower fell in droves, and with just one breath, countless more Skaven fell on the way forward.

The number of slave rats is endless, and they don't need to care about losses at all. However, the rapid spread of death has awakened the fear of the rats. Cowards have appeared, and more and more slave rats dare not break out of the bunker.

They are waiting for the same kind who cooperate inside and outside, but without their cover, how could humans ignore the underground excavation project?

Not only the slave rats, but also the engineering warlocks who should have replenished the warpstone devices and installed the warpstone cannons in time did not dare to move anymore.

In just a few seconds, the deafening sound of gunfire was like running water, spreading death further away. The supplement of slave rats could hardly keep up with the losses, and the encirclement was retreating steadily.

Strips of green light roamed and covered the tower, suppressing the firelight into sporadic flames in time, but the dead humans failed to frighten the defenders. After a brief ceasefire, the gun muzzles would soon light up with red flames again.

As explosions appeared behind the rat group, the ratmen's long-range support was even slightly at a disadvantage.

This isn't right, why don't their guns explode?

Maybe at this time the warlocks should work together to throw a dimensional storm at the tower, but they don't want to face off against human mages. It's better to let the gray prophet do this troublesome thing. The gray prophet didn't even recite the spell, but already explained the spell. The intensity of the battle on the level.

Perhaps the Horned Rat responded to Ict's curse, and more and more human guns overheated, exploding into brilliant fireworks.

But the Skaven's firepower was also uncharacteristically waning.

Only when the air fell into silence again and darkness enveloped the city again did Ictor realize that their warpstone device had also exploded.

The sound of human muskets sounded again, but this time it was no longer like a violent storm, and it seemed that they did not have many gunpowder devices.

(End of this chapter)