From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 20: A little surprise left by the rat man

Blood-red lines spread along the scales until the eyes also turned red, and even the body size increased a little.

The spear rat, which had been fighting back and forth with the lizardman leader with the help of his personal guards, suddenly fell into a disadvantage after the lizardman leader showed this attitude. Just a downward attack made the spear rat stagger, and it didn't take long for the spear in its hand to be broken by the lizardman leader.

Unable to win, the Spear Rat didn't hesitate much and took advantage of the opponent's attacking posture to break away from the battle and escape into the rat group. Even though it was a powerful rat with heroic potential, the Spear Rat was never vague when it came to escaping.

Only a pair of dark red eyes were left peering in the darkness.

The lizardman leader paid no attention to the fleeing spear rat and rushed towards the ratman priest not far away with the big stick in his hand.

The rat-man priests had no fear at all, or rather, they were so mad that they didn't even notice the situation on the battlefield.

However, the spear rats did not give up so directly. They wanted to symbolically save a few priests, so they jumped out of the rat group and attacked the back of the lizardman leader.

But they stopped halfway. The lizardman leader had been guarding against the sneak attack of the spear rats, and the two sides were confronting each other.

The lance rat made a judgment.

It can't be saved. It can't be saved at all.

Amidst the sharp hisses, the guards who were fighting the Lizardmen warriors received the signal and followed the spear rats to retreat towards the dark mountains.

Not long after, as the three rat priests were smashed to death on the boulder and turned into three rat cakes, the rats, without the blessing of berserk magic, retreated in panic after regaining consciousness. A brutal night raid ended just like that.

Leaving the messy camp behind, the Lizardmen warriors brandished their weapons and began to cheer for their victory.

But is it really that simple?

On the other side, the edge of the forest.

A huge group of rats broke through the wooden wall at the edge of the forest, knocked down and set fire to the towering watchtower. Even their corpses were not treated with much respect and were thrown into the slow-flowing river, where they sank unwillingly.

The fanatical priest kept encouraging his group of ferocious yet weak slave rats amid cheers.

Just as the Spear Rats led the Rat Warriors to attack the Lizardman camp, a group of Rat Priests, under the arrangement of the White Rats, rushed out directly from the edge of the mountain through a hole dug in the mountains.

They launched an attack on the wooden wall built by the Lizardmen.

Although this group of ratmen are not as strong as the ratmen warriors, and because most of them are slave rats, most of their members are weak and skinny, it doesn't matter.

This army has more fanatical priests, and in the constantly overlapping berserk spells, every rat slave, whether voluntary or not, is ready to sacrifice his last life for the gods.

With a fearless charge, they used their sharp claws for digging through rubble to break through the wooden wall at the edge of the forest, and swept through the surrounding Lizardman outposts.

During this process, the slave rats, who were already exhausted from hard work, fell down in large numbers after being exploited by the rat priests. However, it was obvious that these rat priests did not particularly care about the lives of their slave rats.

The battlefield was cleaned up and the corpses were piled together, giving the slave rats more chance to catch their breath.

I barely found some food at the edge of the forest.

Some sour berries, fresh green leaves, bugs, or a hidden stash of food found in a Lizardman outpost.

Swallowing food into his stomach like crazy.

Many slave rats even had their stomachs burst because they ate the grass leaves too vigorously. These poor guys, who had been devastated by hunger for a long time, began to eat frantically.

Corresponding to this scene is the skyrocketing faith value. This group of slave rats are quickly becoming formal believers, or even fanatical believers.

They looked with greedy eyes at the rat-man priests who were eating bright red blood mushrooms and chewing captured dried meat not far away.

The devout and almost crazy prayers come from the excessive greed.

There were even a few slave rats who became apprentice priests on the spot.

Whenever such a lucky person is born, almost all the slave rats will look at them with envy, jealousy, greed and madness.

Du Yuan noticed all this, noticed this distorted scene, and stared at these poor guys, but he did not have the idea of ​​raising or sending down an oracle to save these poor mice.

Because compared to them, he also had no choice, and he was also looking up to those high gods at this moment.

The short rest for these slave rats is over.

As the trivial noises in the forest got closer and closer, the rat-man priests and their slaves left in a panic, carrying large and small bags of various resources.

When they left, they took away a lot of things, including the corpses of ratmen and lizardmen, dried meat that the lizardmen had piled up as food in the outpost, and a large number of wooden sticks.

Fertile soil dug from the forest, some grass leaves, logs removed from wooden walls, many of these were wanted by the Long Tail Priest. As the second-in-command in the priest group, the Long Tail had no way of getting involved in the sacrifices and harvests of blood mushrooms that were firmly controlled by the White Rat, but he took the cultivation of cave mushrooms into his own hands.

All these messy things are what he wants.

Of course, dragged down by these messy things, the ratmen's team suddenly became a lot more bloated, but it didn't matter. In this deep darkness, the ratmen were not worried about being caught up by the lizardmen.

And it’s not like they didn’t leave something behind.

Such as the blazing fire, the corpses piled up in the river, and some more special gifts.

The former will hinder the Lizardmen's progress, but will be extinguished quickly. Now the forest is still very moist and the trees are not so easily ignited.

This is an easy problem to deal with.

But the rotting corpses piled up in the hidden corners of the river are different. If they are not discovered early, the entire river will be polluted. This is a little surprise.

As for those special gifts, they are not difficult to find.

At dawn, the fire was completely extinguished thanks to the efforts of the forest and the Lizardmen.

More lizardmen left the depths of the forest and gathered on the outskirts of the mountains and the edge of the forest because of the war.

These lizardmen are led by an old lizardman holding a deer antler staff.

Although his face looked very bad now, because of the crude altar in front of him which was made of stones and had patterns painted in blood, and the lizardmen's heads pierced by wooden sticks outside the altar.

This is the little surprise left by the ratman priest.

(End of this chapter)