From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 180: A sneak attack in the dark, an embarrassing miracle, why can’t I be a hero!

There is only one chance to raise the flag.

He had to bring something back.

This wolf orc leader flag is a good choice.

Charge into the large tribe in front of you, kill the leader, snatch the fluttering flag, and then return in triumph!

The most dangerous, the most difficult, the most impossible, was Qi's choice without hesitation.

In that deep pit, in that dark night, the rough salt grains rubbed against the swollen and whitened skin, bringing lingering pain.

There was an indelible look of disgust in those red eyes.

Reason has not been completely eliminated.

As time passed, the night reached its darkest moment.

At this time, even the wolf beastmen who were still somewhat alert felt sleepy.

They did not see the enemy. The appearance of the ratmen army was like a flash in the pan. Even though the wolf-orc leader shouted and emphasized every day, the wolf-orcs eventually became a little lazy.

It's not surprising, as the strongest in this area who has never really had any rivals, this is their pride.

But this pride breeds laziness, and laziness brings danger.

The furtive figure crawled out of the dark pit.

There was an unconcealable madness in those red eyes.

In the deep darkness, with the faint rustling sounds, they ran wildly on this pale land and quickly dispersed.

The deep darkness was illuminated by the sudden burst of flames.

The sleeping wolf beastmen were awakened, and had not yet figured out what was happening.

Fires were lit in tents and tribes.

With fire comes chaos.

The humble fellows gathered under a crude flag and began their march.

At this moment, Qi could no longer suppress the flame beating in his heart.

Waving the flags crazily in the surging waves.

Let out a wanton laugh.

This weak ratman army launched a charge with the roaring flames as the background, charging towards the largest wolf orc tribe here.

in chaos.

The wolf orc leader woke up in shock.

When the curtain was drawn, all he could see was the burning fire, and his face changed.

He wanted to turn back, but the enemy had already arrived.

Qi once again abandoned most of his troops, leaving them behind to block the wolf-orc warriors that were gathering around him.

At this time, there were only three or four hundred defective slave rats gathered around him.

Pairs of red eyes fell on the wolf-orc leader.

In a hurry, Wolf only grasped a scimitar and saw clearly what the enemy in front of him looked like.

A bunch of short guys.

A group of short guys with red eyes.

A group of rabble-rousers with missing tails, broken ears, no hair, arms of different lengths, one eye, missing noses, and being too thin.

A group of weak and deformed people abandoned by the rat people.

Today, these guys were gathered together and stepped onto the battlefield amid the roar of the young ratman waving the flag.

With red eyes, he charged towards the wolf-orc leader in front of him.

Of course they are weak.

Easily killed by the wolf orc leader.

The wolf-orc leader could easily kill the defective slave rats that were rushing towards him.

The wolf orc leader breathed a sigh of relief. Even though the enemies before him were hundreds of times more numerous than him, they were just a group of rabble.

As long as he could keep killing, as long as he could kill these guys and make them afraid, then he would be able to survive.

The warriors of the tribe were already rushing here, and not far away, the noisy sounds of fighting had reached his ears.

The wolf-orc warriors who had rushed over were fighting with the rat-man troops who had dropped their flags.

Just like the killing of those weak races on his grassland, aren't all these weak guys like this?

Even if they gather in huge numbers, as soon as a few are killed, they will lose the courage to fight and start to flee in all directions desperately.

Swing the scimitar.

He chopped another defective slave rat that rushed over into two pieces.

Flesh flew everywhere and the pungent smell of blood filled the air. The slave rat that was chopped into two pieces had not died immediately and was still crawling on the ground. Sharp wails and screams echoed in the area.

The wolf orc leader did this on purpose.

In order to scare the enemies in front of them in the most brutal way, just like what they did to other weak races on the grassland.

The violent chopping off of the attacking ratmen seriously consumed the wolf orc leader's physical strength.

But the results are not obvious.

These ratmen with red eyes didn't seem to be very afraid.

During the battle, a wooden spear soaked in bitter salt water pierced into his body. In the intense pain, he let out an painful roar, and the defective slave rat that attacked him was caught by the wooden spear and pulled over.

He tore its arms apart with his claws.

Amid the splattering blood, the crazy guys in front of them finally stopped.

Without pausing his performance, he used the scimitar in his hand to cut off the handle of the wooden spear that was pierced into his body. With red eyes, he stared at the ratmen that were surrounding him.

Finally, a little commotion finally appeared among the rat people.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

A sharp pain came from my ankle.

Looking down, the wolf orc leader saw an incredible scene.

The ratman whose arms he had torn apart, that weak and frail ratman, with a red and ferocious expression, had unknowingly crawled to his side and bit his thigh fiercely.

The wolf orc leader was frightened by this crazy look.

He subconsciously took a step back.

It was at this moment that he finally saw clearly that the ratmen whose bodies he had chopped off were not wailing at all.

The red eyes never closed until death, staring at him intently.

At this moment, the wolf orc leader no longer had the confidence he had just had, and a sense of fear naturally emerged in his heart that he could not suppress.

Even though he held the scimitar tightly in his hand, he did not feel safe at all.

Because of the fear of death.

The defective slave rats surrounded them again, their eyes red.

Accompanied by the sharp neighing of the flag.

Humble guys are willing to risk everything they have just for a promise.

In the end, a wooden spear pierced the wolf orc leader's heart, and even in his last moments of life he killed the guy who stabbed the wooden spear.

But I am not reconciled.

Looking at the ordinary guy carrying a flag not far away.

Without the armor, the flag really doesn't look impressive at all.

Kneel down.

Lost the sound.

This wolf-orc leader is indeed a powerful warrior.

There were only a dozen defective slave rats covered in blood left by Qi's side.

I can't enjoy this moment of victory like a hero.

He hurriedly chopped off the head of the wolf orc leader and cut off the giant wolf flag that was flying high. The giant wolf flag wrapped the head in his hand.

He fled with his few remaining followers, and the rest were abandoned in this chaotic camp.

In that burning flame, it disappeared like a dry branch.

Not long after, the wolf orc warriors who had eliminated all the ratmen arrived at the location of their leader and saw the headless corpse kneeling on the ground and the felled tribal flag.

He angrily began to chase the murderer.

Qi used the same trick again and jumped into the vast bitter saline lake to avoid being chased, but this time, Qi really annoyed the group of wolf orcs.

A large number of wolf riders holding torches began searching along the lakeshore.

There can be no delay.

There can be no further delay.

This group of wolf orcs will never let me go.

Qi swam for the whole night, swam for the whole night with gritted teeth.

The moment he climbed ashore, Qi's whole body was swollen and pale, like a foaming corpse.

All the defective slave rats following him were killed in this big lake and turned into real swollen corpses.

Only one tenacious guy caught up to the end.

A one-eyed rat man, but his condition was very bad. The wound on his calf had completely festered, and the pale bones could be vaguely seen.

Gritting my teeth, I chased after the flag that was staggering away.

But I just can't catch up.

Looking at the flag that is about to go away.

He exploded with his last bit of strength and was unwilling to give up and accept the outcome of death, even though he had come all the way here.

Hugs Qi's body.

The flag's staggering run was interrupted, and both sides rolled around in a panic on the pale land.

It's time to leave, to leave this pale saline-alkali land.

Qi finally turned around, staring at the one-eyed rat man who was pulling him with his red eyes.

"Let go! Let me go!"

An angry roar.

But the one-eyed rat man was forced into a desperate situation and was unwilling to give up.

Pull the flag tightly.

"You promised me! You promised me!"

Qi bit the hand of the one-eyed rat man in front of him viciously without caring about his dignity. In pain, Qi broke free.

Without paying any attention to this guy's thoughts, he continued to stagger away.

The one-eyed ratman, who had shown no fear in the previous battle and tore the flesh and blood of the wolf orc leader with red eyes, let out a desperate cry at this moment.

"You promised me!
You promised me!"

The desperate wail no longer echoes, and the flag will probably never turn back.

I noticed something, something I normally wouldn't have dared to look at or think about.
After a brief moment of daze, the dying guy let out a crazy cry and sneer.

He finally saw it. He should have seen it a long time ago. After losing the cover of the armor, the appearance of the flag was finally revealed thoroughly.

A gray and black rat man, a gray and black rat man without a tail.

Qi is also a defective guy.

"You are also a defective product, you are also a useless waste.

How could you become a rat-man warlord?

You have been lying to us all along!
Why do you dream of becoming a hero? "

Amid the crazy words, the flag that was staggering away finally stopped for a moment, and tightly grasped the giant wolf flag that wrapped the swollen head in his hand.

The expression on his face became extremely ferocious.

"Why can't I? Why can't I?!"

However, he did not shout these words loudly to the guy behind him, but instead quickened his pace.

Qi staggered out of the barren saline-alkali land and his figure disappeared in the vast grassland.

Not long after, a group of wolf orcs arrived here and were attracted by the crazy one-eyed ratman.

This guy was still crying and laughing.

That crazy look made the wolf-orc knight a little more hesitant.

A rope was put around the one-eyed rat man's neck.

One of the wolf-orc knights must bring him back first, and the remaining ones will be soaked in the saline lake and die in painful howls.

Of course, this one-eyed ratman may not be able to survive until being taken back to the wolf-orc tribe to endure such punishment. In his current condition, it won’t take long before he is dragged away and dies.

At this moment, the crazy guy became a little calmer.

Looking at the grassland not far away.

Death is not scary for these defective ratmen, it is something they have always faced.

Whipped, died in labor, captured as sacrifice, conscripted, died in battle, in the corners of the city, died of hunger, died in fighting each other.

Death, death, death.

Death is not unfamiliar to them. On the contrary, hope is so precious, and so is light.

Interesting.

A group of rat people are longing for hope and light.

They are also rat people, and they also long to kneel down in the glory of the gods.

But they are unwanted defective products.

He once wanted to be a leader, a hero.

But he was so humble, a pathetic man born with one eye.

Suddenly, a sharp roar broke out, and the dying one-eyed ratman, as if in his last breath, pounced towards the wolf-orc knights around him.

This sudden attack made this team of wolf-orc knights even more panicked.

He bit a ferocious giant wolf hard, and the blood flowing into his mouth made the old one-eyed man more energetic.

But such resistance doesn't make much sense.

Executed by swinging scimitars.

Apart from delaying the time of this team of wolf knights for a few minutes.

The corpse was trampled by the brutal wolf rider riding a giant wolf, turning into a shapeless pool of bright red meat paste.

The wolf riders rode on their giant wolves and began searching for the ratman again nearby.

We didn't turn back until it was dark.

After suffering a lesson from a night attack, these wolf beastmen became more cautious.

At dusk, except for the wolf riders on night patrol, all other forces must return.

After galloping wildly across this pale land, except for the old one-eyed man, this team of wolf riders returned empty-handed.

The flag indeed created a miracle.

The wolf orcs on this saline lake suffered heavy losses, not because of the death of their leader. The death of their leader would not have plunged these wolf orcs into complete chaos.

From the blazing fire.

The spreading fire was not completely extinguished until early morning. A large amount of resources and supplies disappeared in the flames, and the mining of salt mines also came to a standstill in this chaos.

The wolf orc priest who took over the chaotic situation chose to stay with the tribe because the fire and the huge loss of resources made this saline lake more important and could not be abandoned.

The power currently displayed by the rat people in front of them has not yet forced them to make a drastic decision.

This is a not-so-small wolf-orc tribe.

And all this chaos was caused by a guy who came here with a mob.

This is indeed a miracle, even though Qi is not calm and looks very embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)