From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 157: The Sheep-Orcs who put everything on the line, the Knights who turn back, and the anticipation of the Rat War

The wind carried the sheep-orc army into the rat-man army that was like a tide.

All that caught my eye were the gray and black ratmen huddled together.

Sharp and chaotic screams filled my ears.

Don't be afraid, and don't be afraid.

He raised the flag in his hand high, and the sheep-orc knights behind him followed.

The sheep-orc army that Feng led was not elite.

Many of them were covered with fine white mycelium, these were the infected people

He was already weakened by the sudden outbreak of the plague.

This is the choice of the wind.

There would have been a better chance if he hadn't brought these infected sheep-orc warriors with him.

In order to give the sheep orcs more bargaining chips after failure.

The sheep-orc knights follow under this banner.

Start charging, withdraw, and then charge again, repeating the process.

Feng used his group of sheep-orc knights as shock knights.

But in fact, the sheep orc knights are not very good at this.

Even during the attack, a large number of ratmen warriors were easily trampled to death like grass.

The rats were too short and had little protection either.

A gap was opened in the formation of the rat army.

The follow-up was not smooth.

However, the ratmen warriors continued to come in an endless stream to fill this gap.

The sheep orcs wanted to kill Ratzhan, who was surrounded by the rat army.

The ratmen warriors were mostly forced to join the battle.

Except for those senior rat warriors who are eager to advance, there are almost no people in the rat army who are willing to fight to the death.

But most of the time, these rats have no choice as to whether they are willing to fight to the death.

The ratmen warriors near the torn gap had no right to choose at all.

In the surge of the huge tide of rats, they were voluntarily pushed into the battlefield that was about to be trampled by the sheep-orc knights, using their own flesh and blood to block the enemy's charge.

Their desperate wails did not interrupt the rhythm of the huge tide of rats.

The pervasive smell of blood even made the ratmen warriors near the battlefield excited and restless.

Even though most of this blood came from their colleagues.

Just two rounds of charge.

The battlefield has already been painted red.

The sheep orc knight's charge began to slow down.

Because of physical strength and also because of the deep penetration into the ratman army.

These infected sheep orc knights were already weak, and after two rounds of charges, many of them were already panting.

However, the huge rat army in front of them, like a tide, did not decrease much.

The remaining road is not easy to walk, and can only be filled with life.

Feng did not look at the tribal warriors behind him. The flag was still held high. This old sheep man who had experienced ups and downs did not show much emotional fluctuation at this time.

After a brief preparation, the final charge began.

It slammed heavily into the surging gray-black tide in front of it.

He was almost rushing in front of Shu Zhan.

But in the end, they were stopped by the bodies of the ratmen warriors who voluntarily joined the battlefield.

Here, the mocking expression on Shu Zhan's face was clearly visible.

He never withdrew from the rat army again.

The rat army under Shu Zhan's command is not as useless as those under Sheng Qi.

At the very least, these guys' desires were successfully ignited.

Now most of the ratmen in the rat army no longer shout the name of God when charging.

As civilization advances, the burning fire of desire gradually takes on a specific direction.

It began to be recognized by these numb and confused rat people.

They gradually began to have what they wanted and knew what they wanted.

Voluntarily stepping onto the battlefield for various things.

But this does not mean the retreat of God's authority. Such a change has already occurred once in another group in the Rat Kingdom.

Such are the rat-men priests.

They fight for their own desires and greedily grab everything for their own thirst. Do they call on God while doing these things?
will not.

But this did not prevent them from kneeling in front of Du Yuan and praying humbly and devoutly.

Everything they had had already been firmly grasped in Du Yuan's hands.

And now, such a process has begun among these low-level rat people.

With the progress of civilization, the rats did not become rational. On the contrary, they fanatically and humbly put collars on themselves, and the reins were delivered to Du Yuan.

Everything the rat people have is gradually being controlled by the almighty god.

Just for that little bit of glory bestowed by God.

But the glory of God can only be obtained through war and killing.

Even these guys are still cowards.

But their cowardice is gradually being suppressed in the burning fire of desire and in the endless thirst and greed.

The more you desire, the braver you are; the greedier you are, the more fearless you are.

And eventually, driven mad by the never-extinguished flame of desire.

In a sharp hissing.

The rats, unafraid of life and death, rushed towards the sheep orcs.

They have so many things going for them.

But no matter what it is for, it must be taken from you!
Sacrifice! Sacrifice! Gifts and merits!

Gifts and merits!

The ratmen with red eyes rushed towards the sheep-beast knight in front of them like crazy.

There isn't much tactics.

Almost all that caught my eye were crazy ratmen.

But such a scene did not cause much fluctuation to these weak sheep-orc knights.

They were destined to die.

Not afraid.

Even if the wind did not carry them to the battlefield, the mycelium spreading on their bodies would soon engulf them.

They are dying people.

It is a blessing to gather under that high-raised flag and to die as a brave warrior.

A brutal battle is about to break out.

The giant sheep raised its body high and easily trampled on the rats that were pouring in like a tide.

With the poor archery skills, the young rats shot arrows one after another.

But most of them fell on their own heads.

After one or two waves of arrows fell, they were driven towards the sheep-beast knights by some angry rat-men warriors.

Then it was trampled into mud.

However, these sheep orc knights did not have heavy armor protection after all, and neither did their giant sheep. The spears in the hands of the rat warriors could not effectively hit the leg bones of the giant sheep like the war clubs in the hands of the giant rat knights.

But when the veteran ratmen warriors mixed in with the ratmen tide thrust their rough spears into the giant sheep's belly.

These huge sheep with excellent endurance could only fall down helplessly while neighing in pain.

Under the stimulation of the death roar, the fanatical rats would rush forward with red eyes and pounce on the falling sheep orc knight.

The influx of ratmen is rapidly squeezing the space on the battlefield.

All that came into view were ratmen, so many that the sheep-orc knights could easily cut off the head of a ratman warrior by simply swinging their scimitars.

The rat people are dying every moment.

But at this moment, the balance of victory was slowly and steadily falling towards the rats.

If you raise your sight a little higher, you can see it.

The ratmen warriors have completely trapped the sheep-orc knights, and even in that difficult battle, they are still advancing.

But the results were minimal.

They were clearly still fighting tenaciously, the flags flying high had not yet fallen, and large numbers of ratmen warriors were falling around them like wheat.

But victory in the war was getting further and further away from them.

Shu Zhan stood on the platform without moving.

The disdain and mockery on his face became more and more clear. Behind him, the blood-red shadow looked down coldly at the battlefield in front of him.

The rats became even crazier under the killing aura created by the Rat War.

Even the sheep orcs began to be affected, and some bloodshot appeared in the eyes of these sheep orc knights.

In the angry shouts, he became reckless and angry, and in the killing aura of the Rat War, he regained some of his strength as if he had a last gasp.

But unfortunately, this doesn't change anything.

More sheep-orc knights were pulled off the giant sheep and submerged in the surging rats, accelerating the defeat of the army.

Destruction is imminent.

Even though the morale of this army has never collapsed, and even though the flag that was held high has never fallen.

Miracles seem hard to happen.

Until the ground began to shake.

A cavalry unit appeared from behind the Skaven army.

This is Feng's last bargaining chip, and it is also a variable that he cannot control.

He did not give the order to the 30,000 sheep-orc knights who had been sent out to turn back. All they had to do was to lure away the rat-man knights and preserve the fire.

But at this time, these 30,000 sheep orc knights came back.

They came back voluntarily.

It's hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

But one thing was finally confirmed.

The sheep orcs have no way out.

If all these knights were killed on this battlefield, then even if the sheep orcs still had tribes of varying sizes, they would be declared destroyed in advance.

The returning sheep-orc knights charged towards the rear of the rat-man army.

And further away.

They are the madly galloping rat knights.

The speed of the sheep orc knight is much faster than that of the rat knight.

The sheep-orc knights who were about to be swallowed by the ratmen began their final struggle in excitement after seeing the arrival of reinforcements.

Feng saw the returning team, his expression still calm, but the flag in his hand was raised higher.

Under his leadership, the remaining infected sheep-orc knights rushed towards the center of the ratman army like crazy.

With such crazy energy, it was hard to tell for a moment which side was the rat man.

Loud songs were heard from the other side of the battlefield.

It was the group of returning sheep-orc knights who sang the ballad praising the hero together. Most of the races on the grassland like to hide their own history in the legends of heroes, and then compile the stories of heroes into ballads and sing them.

At this time, the sheep-beast knights were singing a similar song.

But they are not the songs of our ancestors in history.

The story of an old, frail fellow was sung.

Yes, the story of the wind.

This is the good thing about living a long life. The things you did when you were young become unfamiliar with the passage of time and have become just stories.

At this moment, Feng was finally no longer calm, and complex emotions appeared on his wrinkled old face.

Then there is relief and that surging desire.

He is the hero of the sheep beastmen, the wind! He is also the eagle soaring on the grassland!

The glory of his youth seemed to have returned to him, and he straightened his spine.

Just like before, he will save his race again and save the group of warriors who follow him.

A loud call.

“We are the eagles of the grassland!

Can we win?!"

At this moment, the tired infected knights behind Feng gave their answer.

"can!"

A large number of knights began to actively enter a frenzy state, and abnormal redness appeared on the faces of these sheep-orc infected knights.

As a member of the orc tribe, these sheep orc knights naturally possess the ability to go berserk.

But this is undoubtedly a thirst-quenching behavior.

How could their bodies, already ravaged by plague and battle, withstand the frenzy?

The moment the blood that was surging with excitement stopped, that was the time for these guys to die.

A fearless and determined charge came from the two groups of sheep orc knights.

And the target, without a doubt, is the rat standing on the high platform.

But Shu Zhan did not panic, nor did he retreat.

He stood there arrogantly, without even stopping the mocking expression on his face.

His opinion has not changed.

Both that damn red lizard and the old sheep man in front of him are complete idiots.

Two groups of sheep-orc knights slammed heavily into the rat-man army.

But they were all forced to stop.

The infected knights led by Na Feng were stopped by the ratman supervisors who surrounded the Rat Battle.

These rat-man supervisory teams, neatly organized into spear phalanxes, are the natural nemesis of the knights.

They stopped the violent wind and the infected knights.

And those sheep-orc knights who turned back.

A newly formed army, the ferocious knights wearing full iron armor and running silently on the battlefield came towards them.

When they vented most of their attacks on the rat army.

This team of silent knights went forward to meet them.

Of course, even if they were covered in full iron armor and riding on ferocious giant rats, five hundred ferocious knights would not be able to stop thirty thousand sheep orc knights.

So after most of the violent charge was vented on those panicked ratmen warriors, the Brutal Knights joined the battlefield under the assignment of the Rat War, and they did not need to engage in a head-on confrontation with this group of sheep orc knights.

All we need to do is to entangle this group of sheep orc knights.

Not far away, the rat knights were galloping towards them.

Shu Zhan was very curious. Would this old sheep man have a different reaction when facing death this time?

(End of this chapter)