From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 302: Dawn Knight Caesar

The pitch-black flag crossed the sky, the target was clear, and Shuzhan's spear throwing skills did not regress.

It did not fall towards the human prince, but towards a more appropriate target, the old wizard who mingled with the royal knights, a guy who was good at fighting bad guys.

It all happened so suddenly.

The old wizard reacted and a dim light appeared on his body. It was a defensive spell. It was a pity that the flag thrown by Shuzhan was the thing that could best restrain spells.

But generally speaking, no one would be so arrogant as to use the battle flag given by God as a spear.

The pitch-black flag easily dissolved the defensive spells on the old wizard. At the critical moment, the human prince reacted and tried to knock the old wizard away.

It’s just that Shuzhan’s spear throwing technique is very superb.

Finally, the pitch-black flag pierced through the old wizard's arm, nailing him to the ground.

Shu Zhan's exaggerated, sharp laughter rang out in the darkness, and his scarlet eyes fell on the angry human prince.

The wounded ratman guards also stepped out in the darkness as Rat Zhan returned.

These wounded guys had dazed expressions, were silent, a little nervous, and tightly grasped their weapons, but they did not retreat.

Amid Rat Zhan's frantic laughter, the battle began again.

This battle will not have any further results, the rat war will eventually retreat, and in the towering and dazzling city, more and more attention is being paid to this area.

So, before the number of enemies in front of him became so large that he was forced to retreat, he overcame all obstacles, pulled out the black flag and held it in his hand again.

The flag was stained with a bright red.

Swing it around randomly.

There is still some red left.

Scarlet's gaze fell on the human prince who was supporting an old wizard who was missing an arm, with a bit of panic in his eyes. In front of him were the royal knights who kept coming and protecting the prince without fear of life and death.

He put the flag back on his back, with an exaggerated smile on his face. From a distance, Shu Zhan raised his paw, placed it across his neck, and made a throat-cutting gesture.

The two have fought each other twice. They are both heroes, but the gap between them is so huge.

Shu Zhan felt that the next fight between the two sides would be the last, if this unwise and stupid guy dared to appear in front of him again.

Disappeared into the darkness, taking with him his few remaining guards.

The farce finally ended at this moment.

So many guys turned into cold corpses, some were ratmen and some were humans.

That prince, that human hero, that prince who always had a gentle smile on his face, at this moment, revealed an indelible sadness.

The old wizard, whose arm was pierced by Shu Zhan's divine flag, has now reached the end of his life.

In order to stay away from the rat war, his pierced arm was cut off in a hurry. Being already old, he obviously could not bear such torture.

Well, maybe it had something to do with the fact that at the moment he was injured, the Black Dragon Flag suppressed all the surging elements around him, offsetting all the magic that could be used, causing him to miss the best chance to save himself.

When her life came to an end, she looked at the prince in front of her with a smiling expression. She did not give any instructions, but just said with a smile.

"Don't be sad, our great knight."

Well, perhaps the old wizard has long been bothered by the fact that his students lack magic skills and are more interested in swordsmanship and martial arts.

It may also be that it was too late for me to become his teacher. When he stepped into the castle, our little prince was already able to wield a standard knight's sword.

Thinking about it this way, I still feel a little regretful.

Be it a Magic Knight, be it a Magic Knight, with such resentment.

The old wizard died in the arms of the little prince.

This battle became the battle that made the little prince famous. Due to various factors, although the fight was not very beautiful, the little prince did manage to repel Rat Zhan.

During this period, the name of Rat War was heard almost everywhere in the human empire.

There are various new names.

The knights called Rat War an unimaginable terrifying opponent, the nobles called Rat War an apocalypse of disaster, and the nobles called Rat War the messenger of the evil god.

No one will deny the power of Rat Zhan, even as an enemy, even for himself.

If Rat Zhan was not powerful, terrifying, and unimaginable, then why was he able to cause the empire's border to fall and the great nobles to be killed by him, and why was it that countless powerful and elite knights and mages sent to the battlefield could not bring victory?

Even for his own sake, Rat Zhan must be powerful and unimaginable. After all, he is an extremely dangerous monster.

At this moment, the little prince had undoubtedly accomplished a great feat by repelling a rat-man that seemed like a disaster.

The most correct decision is to hold it high.

Even if it is for their own sake, they have to do so. If they belittle this battle, then the more the little prince is belittled, the more miserable they will become.

Moreover, the human empire really needed a hero at this time, especially a hero who came from the royal family and was very close to the church.

For a time, all kinds of titles were given to the little prince's head.

Defeat the Doomsday Knight, the Dark Knight, the Nemesis of the Evil God.

Various exaggerated titles were widely circulated.

In a very short period of time, the name Caesar seemed to spread all over the country.

Yes, Dawn Knight, Caesar.

This is the title of the prince, lord of the royal knights, the young and dazzling knight.

He seemed to have become a savior-like existence, and it was not without cost that he gained such fame.

A responsibility was pressed upon him by such great reputation.

Defeat Rat War, or kill Rat War.

Being given this didn't seem to have any effect on him, as he was just chasing the rat war, but was that really the case?

If he fails now, then all this fame, huge and vain, which came from various reasons, will probably turn into inscriptions on his tombstone. Praise and eulogy will turn into curses and abuse. Death will not take away everything, especially when you suddenly become a hero known to everyone.

Standing in the castle, a golden laurel wreath was placed on his head, dropped by his father, the elderly emperor.

But at this moment, the smile was no longer on the face of the young prince, the Knight of Dawn, Caesar.

After doing all this, the old emperor looked at him with expectant eyes, encouraging him to do that thing, to continue, but the young prince seemed a little absent-minded.

Leaving the castle, the popes looked at him with gentle expressions. The popes from many churches of gods were willing to bestow blessings on him. It was not over yet. The nobles gave him a Pegasus, a real Pegasus, which might be a magical creature that appeared again in this world in the surging tide of magic.

Pulling the reins of the Pegasus, the white Pegasus seemed to have a little resistance to him.

The royal knights have assembled and appeared before Caesar. They are also proud of the reputation their lord has gained, even though it has only been a short time since the burial of their companions.

It seemed as if everything was pushing the young prince forward.

But he also knew one thing very clearly: he was no match for Rat Zhan, because that arrogant and crazy rat possessed real power.

If they met again, it would most likely end with his death.

But he did not resist it all, nor was he afraid. Even if all this, the glory, the cheers, all of it, did not end, he would not be afraid.

He will definitely fight Rat War again.

Even if there is a high possibility of death.

He is indeed very young, but he is also a hero.

He is a hero not because of the things that just fell upon him, but because he is a hero. Even without these things, he would still be one.

The royal family of this decadent empire did seem to possess some extraordinary resilience. Whenever it was on the verge of collapse, one dazzling guy after another would step out.

But Caesar was a little absent-minded. When he was about to leave the city, he pulled the reins. The creature that had just come into contact with him shook its head in dissatisfaction. Caesar turned around and looked towards the castle in the center of the city.

There, in the garden behind the castle, a funeral was taking place.

The funeral of Caesar's teacher, the old wizard.

It’s a pity that Caesar couldn’t stay at all.

The knights galloped away.

Behind him, a large number of jihad troops followed closely.

………….

The war temporarily left this dazzling city, but it left behind a lot of things. At least at this moment, one guy was very devastated.

A young wizard knelt down in front of a messy field.

At this moment, it seemed as if everything in the world had lost its color to him.

This unfortunate fellow who has lost all his color and seems as if everything is worthless is Arthur, the young wizard who wants to save his hometown without knowing his own limitations.

He was a lucky guy, but he was unlucky with what he studied and the fields he took care of. Perhaps it could be called luck in misfortune.

Unfortunately, his research, which had finally shown some progress, was ruthlessly trampled upon by the running rats yesterday, and all his investment over this period of time was completely wasted.

Fortunately, the magic lamp he set up in the field yesterday exploded again, and he had to go back to Sun City to buy a magic lamp to save his life.

But, for him, maybe it would be better to just kill him.

He sat blankly on the edge of the field, staring blankly at the field in front of him, watching the wheat seedlings being trampled into the mud.

Somewhat helpless.

After sitting there for a long time, the young wizard stood up again.

He had only two choices, to continue or to give up.

Selected Continue.

If he had gritted his teeth and done these things before in order to save his hometown, now he has invested too much and there is no way to retreat.

He has invested so much in this field: money, time, and energy. He would never be willing to give it up.

He pulled up his robe, which was already covered in mud, stepped into the field barefoot, and raised the hoe high in his hand.

At the same time, he was cursing loudly, cursing himself.

"Arthur, you stupid bastard, you fool!"

The cursing young wizard plowed the field with great effort.

………….

After preparing for the rat war, the losses of the Ghost Eye people were decreasing rapidly, at the cost of giving up control of the land.

Large numbers of people are converging into cities.

Even if the knight is reluctant to give up the land, he must now recognize the situation. Continuing his stubbornness and persistence will only bring destruction and the real loss of everything. Besides, holding on to the land at this time will not bring anything. After the darkness falls, nothing can grow on the earth anymore.

A large number of people began to gather in cities.

A large number of villages, towns, and manors were all abandoned.

All this happened because of Shuzhan's mad rush. This guy pressed the accelerator for everything.

Then it also made my running even more difficult.

If all is well in the world, it would be time for a new round of sowing.

It’s a pity that the world now does not seem to be in a condition where normal agricultural production can be carried out.

The gathering of the Ghost-Eyed people made Rat War’s plundering less smooth, and there was not enough spoils and food.

Without enough spoils, those greedy rat lords would not have traveled through mountains and rivers to come to him in various ways, and without enough food, the losses in the rat army would gradually become more and more exaggerated.

The rat war requires spoils and food. These two things are not in conflict in some cases. In short, war and plunder are needed.

The Rat War had to slow down its pace. The most convenient villages, towns and manors had disappeared, so they had to focus on those slightly more troublesome human cities.

Those small human cities became the targets of the rat war.

During this mad rush, three small human cities have become targets of the Rat War.

Obviously, these small cities cannot resist the ravages of the rat war, but how to say it, it is always more difficult to deal with. Even if it is a low city wall, as long as the rats start climbing, death will be inevitable.

Without any large equipment and relying only on simple ladders and battering rams, attacking any city would not be an easy task. Time was tight and it was not suitable for underground raids.

Without a stable passage, the Big Claw Priests and slave rats could no longer be effectively added to the army. Without these sufficiently professional guys, although underground passage could still continue, it would not be efficient and convenient enough.

In fact, the support that the Ratman Empire can provide to the war is truly unimaginable.

Rats have never been the type to go it alone.

(End of this chapter)