From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 229, Golden Province

Jilang City, a city with a new name, comes from the rulers of this area, the Blue Jilang family. It is a magnificent city, a bit crowded. This city has a long history and has existed for nearly half a thousand years.

A rich city. Before the Blue Exciting Family won the power struggle, the name of this city was not a name that showed belonging. It was more appropriate, Yaojin City, which was derived from the dazzling golden wheat waves outside the city.

The city, located in a flat basin, controls numerous farms and manors of all sizes nearby, which seem to be connected to form a golden wave.

These farms and estates supported a large class of knights, and sturdy fortresses were dotted across the golden waves.

Of course, the barley was harvested early this year, so we were unable to see the most dazzling moment of the golden wheat waves. All we had were endless stretches of dry and yellow wheat stubble.

This period of time is the most leisurely time of the year for farmers. With the nourishment of these golden waves, famine has not come to this area for a long time.

No matter what this province is called in other parts of the empire, the people living in this area can proudly tell themselves.

We were born in a land of plenty, a land of abundance.

Golden Province.

Although chaos followed the advent of gods big and small, many small-scale wars broke out one after another. Many sturdy fortresses and manors were destroyed in the wars, and even those high-ranking nobles and knights were taken to the gallows.

But the fertile land tolerates all this chaos, and if you tighten your belt, this year won't be particularly difficult.

The priests of that great Majesty opened churches in manors and villages. Those Majesties were so great that even the knights had to kneel before the statues of His Majesty.

Although this group of Your Majesties were not very united, the Your Majesty priests who came later burned down all the churches built by the Your Majesty priests who came earlier.

But what does this have to do with me?

A slightly hunched middle-aged man staggered with a rough sack on his back and pushed open the low wooden grille door. His face was slightly flushed and he burped. The smell of cheap alcohol lingered around him.

Old Susan wouldn't blame me, a good year is a good time to drink beer! I only drank one glass!

He had been thinking about this glass of beer for a long time, so he went to the mill early to grind the wheat into flour, and he only ordered one glass of beer.

Old Susan will definitely not be angry. She has been reciting the hymn very seriously these days and will not have time to pay attention to me.

The new crown prince is very generous. As long as you can sing the hymn fluently, you will receive a small bag of salt every week.

No, it seems not to be His Majesty, but His Majesty's believers. Never mind, thinking about the messy relationships and titles of His Majesties, he just felt a headache.

He raised the wooden cup in his hand high.

He said that there was no point in believing His Majesty, after all, all that stuff about selling and stargazing was really confusing.

Under the influence of alcohol, this ordinary middle-aged farmer did something quite extraordinary and raised the large wooden cup in his hand high.

"Praise the harvest! Great harvest!"

He imitated the poem and shouted loudly with his neck stretched out. For an ordinary farmer, nothing was more important than a good harvest. He just hoped that he would not be visited by the old priest in the church tomorrow.

In general, this year is a year of harvest, which can bring stability and peace.

But in a year like this, we still have to be on guard, beware of some sneaky guys, beware of those cowardly things that appear from dark corners.

Those damn rats.

Those rat men.

A pair of red eyes appeared in the shadow of this peaceful village, and one pair of eyes after another appeared in the shadow of this quiet village.

Fearful gazes were directed towards the castle in the center of the village, on the ferocious crossbows placed in the gap in the castle, and on the guards standing guard there.

This castle is a square castle of an outdated era. It is not the cylindrical castle that has emerged among the Youyan people in recent years. Even though it is still strong, its structure has left some blind spots on the four corners that are difficult to defend.

Stealthy figures run in the darkness.

This is a group of ratmen, a vanguard, an advance force, or a group of young ratmen who ran too fast and became separated from the team. It seems like there are some of them.

The restless young ratmen always wanted to do something. They ran wildly in the dark, trying to get close to the sturdy castle. No one knew what these guys wanted to do, but no matter what they wanted to do, they were too presumptuous.

Moreover, there was a guy who was a hindrance among this group of young ratmen. One of the young ratmen was discovered by a hound while running, and his chaotic roar broke the peace of the village.

The young ratman whose whereabouts were discovered was furious. When the awakened villagers arrived holding all kinds of things, they saw a strange-looking thing.

Red eyes, wearing armor made of two pieces of iron sheets, hunched over, ferociously tearing at a dead hound.

The scarlet eyes looked around at the villagers in front of him. This appearance made the villagers feel a little scared and took a step back.

Until a villager finally recognized this strange-looking thing.

Shout loudly.

"Damn it! It's a rat man!"

The villagers' fear dissipated at this moment, and angry voices rang out one after another.

"A damned rat-man bit old Bob to death!"

Somehow a dog got the name Old Bob.

Faced with such a situation, this particularly violent young ratman was still waving what he had in his hands, trying to intimidate the guy in front of him.

However, the villagers who have dealt with rats a lot are not afraid.

The villagers, holding all kinds of things, came over angrily. Faced with such a scene, the young rat man wanted to show his fangs and claws.

A pitchfork was first thrust towards the young ratman, angering this particularly violent guy. He put down the hunting dog in his hand, waved the spear in his hand, and attacked the villagers in front of him, but he overestimated himself.

Several pitchforks fell, and with the combined efforts of the villagers, the violent young ratman was lifted high up. He did not die immediately, but waved his claws and fangs in the sky.

Listening to the violent roar, looking at the guy who was still struggling frantically even though his body was pierced and lifted up high.

It didn't look like a ratman at all. The villagers had never seen a ratman like this before.

Fortunately, we managed to kill this dangerous rat man.

The violent young rat man was killed by them, and they breathed a sigh of relief. But is this the end of the matter?

It was also at this time that the group of young ratmen running wildly in the shadow of the village discovered something more interesting.

All previous plans and intentions were thrown aside.

Bright flames rose up and there were loud shouts. This time almost the entire village was alarmed, even the knight in the castle was no exception.

On the east side of the village, there is a newly built church. At this moment, it is ablaze with flames, and some sneaky figures are dancing outside the flames.

Until the villagers arrived one after another, facing these villagers holding pitchforks, sickles, butcher knives and all kinds of messy tools, this group of young rats did not fail to understand the situation like the violent guy. They dispersed and ran away in an instant.

Soon, the fire in the church was put out through the efforts of the villagers. However, after the fire was extinguished, every villager present felt a little more uneasy.

At the top of the church, a figure with wide eyes was hanging, his white robe was stained red with blood, the eyes on his forehead were removed, his eyes were staring blankly, his body pierced by the sharp top of the church.

Every villager who witnessed this scene gasped, but this was not the end of the atrocities. After the flames were extinguished and the charred church, the statue of the god was pushed down and shattered into several pieces on the ground.

Afterwards, the guards who arrived drove away the villagers who were watching.

The joy of the harvest was interrupted by this horrifying scene at this moment, adding a bit of gloom.

Is it the end, or just the beginning?

Years of bumper harvests always bring with them the trouble of Rat People, although this time there may be a lot more Rat People, maybe even a lot more.

Traces of rats began to appear in villages and manors outside the city.

As a sign.

Some of the more perceptive knights reported this disturbing scene to their lords, but unfortunately, the city of Jilang was also in chaos at this time.

The death of the provincial governor brought chaos in every sense of the word.

Although this chaos was probably caused by the rats alone, Shuzhan's spear was really accurate.

A huge bounty was issued for the body of the deceased provincial governor. In the chaos, the coalition of nobles failed to even snatch the body of the provincial governor back. Those self-proclaimed loyal and powerful magic knights also bowed their heads at this moment.

This is certainly a shame, but a greater shame is about to follow.

The body of the provincial governor has not been found yet, the threat of the unknown enemy has not died out, their relatives have just died, and revenge has not been mentioned first. Instead, a terrifying power storm has entered the brewing stage.

He just hastily issued a huge reward.

However, this bounty was not without effect. A team of mercenaries were attracted by the series of zeros and stepped out of the city.

In this rich region, most people in the Golden Province do not really realize how difficult the problems they will face this time will be.

In the corridor of the continent, the giant skeleton bell arrived and was erected high by the rats. A huge bell tower was built by the rats.

Today, this giant skeleton bell will officially fall and be officially rung.

The grand sacrifice put the temple guards in a dilemma. The enemies on the grassland had been completely defeated by the ratmen, and the accumulated corpses from the brutal battle not long ago sank into the sea under the washing of waves again and again.

Relying solely on goblins is obviously not enough to support a huge priesthood.

The temple guards were really in trouble.

However, during the time when they were in trouble, the landfill project of the strait was gradually coming to an end, and a metal-cast avenue was about to be completed.

Even before the giant bell falls.

Amid the cheers of countless ratmen, the connection between the two continents was once again opened.

on the ocean.

Sheng Qi officially started his voyage. He put together a large fleet in a very short time and began his journey on the ocean in chaos and discomfort.

Of course, the rat people’s current navigation skills are far from enough to set foot in the deep sea, so they can only move along the coast.

It was a fresh experience, advancing on this endless ocean, but after just a few days, after the initial novelty wore off, Sheng Qi felt a bit bored.

Moreover, this voyage is not safe. It is a bit of a stretch to call these bathtubs warships, especially when facing those greedy fishmen. Although they are all made of metal, these fishmen cannot drill through the rat people's warships at all. But from time to time, these noisy guys will start to climb the rat people's warships.

The two sides changed from fighting on the coast to fighting on warships.

The gap in strength remained unchanged, but this group of young and inexperienced fishmen never seemed to be afraid. Even though the ratmen killed many of them, they still continued to come forward.

For the first time, Sheng Qi felt annoyed by these weak sacrifices that were delivered to him.

Especially on that swaying warship, accompanied by the pungent fishy smell and the unstable environment, I inexplicably felt nauseous.

It seems that seasickness is not limited to just one type of intelligent creature.

As the commander of this army, Sheng Qi has not been in a very good condition recently and he feels a little seasick.

But he was also lucky. During this period of time, apart from the continuous attacks from the group of fishmen who had a grudge against them, no one else attacked the army led by Sheng Qi. No, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a fleet.

At least it is much better than the twists and turns of the Rat War. The Western Expeditionary Force is advancing steadily forward. As for the reason, it should not be difficult to guess.

After all, this ratman fleet is so ridiculous that it is difficult for people to take it seriously.

It is really hard to take seriously a group of bathtubs floating on the sea with their center of gravity shifted. Well, it is not just that. These bathtubs sailing on the sea come with accompaniment.

Amid the piercing sound of the bell, Sheng Qi, who was already feeling a little listless, felt even more unwell. He felt like his head was going to explode.

Damn it, that damn rat priest is still ringing that bell.

Rope Seven, floating on the sea, had a look of despair on his face.

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(End of this chapter)