From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 147: The Saint on Earth, the Unlucky Rat War, and a Sprout

Only a few days later, some sheep-orc knights arrived at the burning ruins.

They witnessed the huge Jingguan and the continuous camps that were burned into gray and black ruins.

Amidst the shock, the news was quickly passed back.

The destruction of a huge tribe brought huge shock to a corner of this vast grassland.

The running sheep-orc warriors brought the news to every tribe on the grassland.

The tribe that suffered losses this time belonged to the ordinary sheep orcs.

It is one of the four major tribes that survived the wolf-orc conquest war.

It was only completely destroyed in a surprise attack during the Rat War.

To this end, the rulers of this grassland began to gather together.

The Argali tribe also received an invitation.

Faced with the sudden destruction of the tribe and the powerful enemy that was still shrouded in fog, the high priest of the sheep orcs temporarily put aside the conflict between the two tribes.

In front of a winding stream on the grassland.

The rulers of this four-season ranch gathered together.

Three sheep-beast leaders and a high priest.

Two argali leaders and a high priest.

We are all old friends and also old rivals.

A few years ago, they were still fighting each other on the battlefield, but now they had to sit together due to the sudden appearance of foreign enemies.

The last time this happened.

It was at the end of the wolf-orcs' conquest of the Four Seasons Ranch.

The sheep beastmen faced the two high priests of the argali tribe.

One had a calm expression, while the other had an obvious look of gloating on his face.

The high priest of the Argali tribe is the guy with a gloating expression.

Although they belong to the same tribe of sheep orcs, they have never been friends, if the balance between the two sides was not too delicate.

A war should have broken out long ago.

The sheep orc high priest obviously understood this as well.

His expression showed no sadness or joy, but his words were clearly weak.

Facing the powerful enemy that emerged from outside the grassland.

The ordinary sheep orcs living outside the grassland would be hit first.

This is why the high priest of the Argali tribe could gloat over other people's misfortune.

"The foreign enemy announced by the gods has appeared."

With his eyelids lowered, the high priest of the sheep beastmen spoke in a calm voice.

But what he got in return was the expression of the Argali Chief Priest that did not change at all.

An expression of gloating.

Both high priests looked old.

But the high priest of the argali tribe was missing an eye.

The empty eye sockets made his face look more hideous.

There is no need to answer at all.

The hatred between the two had already left no room for easing amid the accumulation of grievances.

Even though both parties are from the same lineage, they belong to one big clan.

This eye of his was shot blind by the sheep-beast high priest in front of him.

"I will gather the warriors of the tribe, but you should know that after we are destroyed, you will also face war.

Even the most foolish vultures will give up fighting for the bones when a strong wind is about to come."

Low voice.

But there was still no response.

The high priest of the sheep-beastmen raised his head slightly.

He fixed his gaze on the argali high priest in front of him and opened his eyes. They were a pair of cloudy eyes, but at this moment they were so sharp.

"If you don't understand this, I'll shoot your other eye out!"

Such words immediately made the face of the old argali priest even more ferocious.

He wanted to look at the old sheep-beast priest in front of him, but his line of sight shifted involuntarily during the look.

Even if you hate the other person to the extreme.

But the high priest of the Argali tribe had to admit that he was not as good as the old guy in front of him.

If he is the unruly eagle on the grassland, then I am just a peregrine falcon soaring under his wings.

There is a deep bond between the two.

They both participated together in the first war between the Argali and the Sheep Orcs.

It was a dispute over a pasture.

At the beginning of the war, the argali tribe had a great advantage.

However, the result of that war was a crushing defeat for the Argali tribe. He was shot in one eye and luckily managed to survive.

Later, in one war after another, as the priests of the Argali tribe fell one by one, his position rose step by step, and he finally sat on the position of high priest.

The same is true on the other side.

It’s just that he ascended to the high priest in the midst of a series of defeats, while the other side was forged by a series of victories.

In this way, his name echoed across the grassland, like the brave wind, but he himself became the old blind man.

Amidst these thoughts, the expression of the Argali chief priest became more and more ferocious.

He raised his head and forced himself to look at the old man in front of him, at the brave wind.

Until I saw his old face.

Suddenly, all the irritability and unwillingness faded away.

Become calm.

But in the end, he still won, even though the means were not honorable. The eagle soaring in the sky was defeated by another stronger and younger eagle, its wings were broken, and it fell to the earth.

But his peregrine falcon, which he disdained, was still soaring in the sky.

"Then let's give it a try."

He had once silently vowed that he would return the blind eye to the guy in front of him.

for sure.

The blind old man turned around and left with the leader of the argali tribe.

The talks ended unpleasantly.

The old sheep-orc high priest Feng did not look at the old blind man who was walking away, but instead fixed his gaze on the vast sky.

He is indeed an eagle with broken wings.

Unable to soar over this vast grassland, they can only drag their tired bodies to try their best to protect their own people.

In that war of conquest.

At the end of the war, when he saw no hope of victory, he gave up fighting, even though the warriors of the tribe were still willing to follow him.

He gave up his pride and dignity, broke his own spine, and knelt before the young wolf king.

In exchange for his mercy, more fires were preserved.

But from that day on, the brave and fearless warrior officially died.

Only an old guy was left.

That powerful warrior on the grassland, a guy as unruly as the wind, should have died long ago.

But at this moment, he still had to hold his weapon.

The sheep orcs cannot give up their vast pastures, nor will they bow down to those with bent horns.

Someone has to blow the horn again, this will not be an easy war!

But it is a war that must be fought!

Feng turned around and looked at the leaders of the tribes behind him.

But I found that they all held their chests high.

Looking at myself with passion and excitement.

shook his head.

A smile suddenly appeared on the old, wrinkled face of the old Feng.

“I’m so old!”

With just one call, a massive mobilization and migration took place among the sheep orc tribe.

A large number of warriors took down the bows and arrows in the tents, put on their scimitars, mounted their giant sheep, and left the tribe in excitement, bidding farewell to their families.

Gathering toward their hero.

Even though he was old, their fathers had sworn to fight for him, and now they did the same.

That is the eagle on the grassland, that is their beloved elder, that is the great and legendary hero.

It is also their belief.

The sheep-beastmen had long since stopped believing in their weak god, a god that did not fight with them until the last moment and that was unable to protect them.

It is simply not worthy of their belief.

It’s just that their great hero still retains the title of high priest, so some traces of the god are still preserved.

Even though he is old, he is a little depressed.

But the sheep people have always believed that he will lead them to gallop across the grassland again.

And now! This is the moment!
Shu Zhan has always had bad luck.

As soon as we stepped into the grassland, we encountered an extremely difficult guy.

A true legend, a saint on earth of sorts.

Although he is old.

However, Shu Zhan still knew nothing about all this for the time being, as he was busy with some complicated matters at the moment.

For example, dragging the giant sheep corpses left after the sacrifice to a suitable place and leaving them there.

This guy Shuzhan chose an excellent location.

This insidious guy piled all the giant sheep carcasses at the source of the water flow in the Four Seasons Ranch.

In order to achieve better effect, they even dug a large lake on the gurgling river.

Looking at the corpses floating in it, he nodded with satisfaction.

This was one of the many complicated matters he dealt with.

There is also the arrival of the temple guards.

When the temple guard heard that a huge temple was built here, he immediately rushed over without stopping.

But when they arrived and saw the newly built temple, they were so angry that their noses were crooked.

Why! Why is this an open-air temple! And it is built outside the fortress!

What are you doing!
The captain of the temple guard was so angry that he even wanted to point at Shu Zhan's nose and curse him.

Being watched by the rat priests and rat warriors was secondary. This was something that the senior priests had to worry about. They were only responsible for guarding the temple.

But why did you build it outside the fortress?

If the enemy attacks, would you pull out the great gods to protect the city?

But in the end, the captain of the temple guards did not dare to curse at the calm Shu Zhan, but that did not mean he did nothing.

The temple guards that were brought were left behind.

He returned the same way he came and ran all the way back to the outpost. Soon, a larger group of temple guards arrived.

The leader of the temple guards also arrived at the same time. He was not so afraid of Rat War.

Pointing at Shuzhan's nose and cursing.

But Shu Zhan was still calm and composed.

The leader of the temple guards was very angry.

For a moment, a war was about to break out. Although the temple guards were not a regular military organization, their strength was by no means small.

Even though they are weaker in numbers than the rat army in Shuzhan's hands, their combat effectiveness is not inferior at all.

But there is no need to be afraid of rat war at all.

And indeed, he really had nothing to be afraid of.

The leader of the temple guards finally swallowed his anger and transferred five thousand temple guards to guard the open-air temple outside the city with him.

But at the same time, a feud was created.

Originally, Shu Zhan did not have many grudges with the temple guards. In fact, because he was also a temple guard, the temple guards still had a certain good impression of him.

Even those senior ratmen priests were on good terms with him.

It's just that this incident happened.

Then there is nothing to talk about. It can even be said that the feud has become serious.

To some extent, the Rat War can be regarded as a form of hatred among humans and dogs in the Rat Kingdom.

Except for the Big Claw Priests who honestly serve as the transport team, there is almost no group in the Ratman Kingdom that Rat War has not offended.

Although the result of this incident was positive profit.

The defense of this simple fortress became much more solid.

No matter how the war goes, as long as the situation is not completely stabilized, these five thousand temple guards will remain stationed here.

They will definitely defend the temple.

The city behind the temple will also be protected by them.

The temple guards did not allow the temple of the god to remain open to the sky.

A small fortress was built by them.

And not only that, as the guards protecting the gods, they are also very particular.

Intricate patterns were meticulously carved and a giant hourglass was constructed.

Also appearing is a luxurious metal clock.

They also did not forbid the rats from observing the temple.

The duty of the temple guards has always been to protect the temple.

This has brought many beneficiaries.

A thin figure carefully hid in the shadow of the temple because of the temple guards standing not far away.

I'm instinctively afraid of these guys.

They were all wearing shiny armor! Even the commander-in-chief didn't have that.

But I don't want to leave.

He gazed greedily and ignorantly at the patterns engraved on the wall.

Looking at those intricate lines, a thought came to her mind. She felt that these intricate lines must contain some kind of power. After all, these were the lines bestowed by the great gods!

Must be!
A bold idea came into the mind of the skinny rat man.

Although she is not even a rat priest yet.

And this divine pattern might not be as meaningful as she thought.

At the same time, in the temple, there was another ratman with an ignorant and greedy expression.

But it was not towards the patterns on the wall, nor towards the stone pillar of the god guarding the center.

But towards the temple guard standing in the temple.

This was an ordinary young ratman, but at this moment he was staring blankly at the temple guard not far away.

It is not surprising, the temple guards are already standing at the top of the ratman kingdom besides those senior priests and ratman heroes.

Not every rat man is qualified to guard the temple of God.

He wanted to be a temple guard.

An idea also arises.

But he still has a long way to go before he can become a qualified ratman warrior.

(End of this chapter)