From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 311: Rat War’s Glorious Deeds and Big Trouble
This was a particularly spectacular sacrifice.

The owner of Hurricane Island was pressed onto a high altar.

As the owner of this huge island, he should have taken care of everything meticulously and solemnly, but it was a pity that he was violently dragged here by the rats along the way.

The luxurious clothes were stained with mud, the neatly-knit hair was disheveled, and there were many scratches on the body, bleeding and causing constant pain.

Looking so miserable.

Two rather miserable rat-man knights were escorting the former king of the sea.

The fight in front of the castle not long ago was quite brutal.

The right hand of one of them collapsed limply as if it had no bones to support it, and the other one had a broken sword tip that had not yet been pulled out stuck in his chest.

All the rat people are looking forward to it, waiting for their own achievements and waiting for the grand sacrifice to be held.

Sheng Qi's appearance was not that domineering.

The huge warship could not get too close to the beach.

Arrived in a rocking boat.

To be honest, Sheng Qi is not that dazzling in the Ratman Empire, but it depends on who he is compared with.

Continuous cheers rang out.

Stepping onto the platform step by step, the island owner still wanted to struggle, unwilling to give up, with a look of fear and anger, but it was obvious that as a sacrifice, his performance did not need to be so outstanding.

His head was chopped off by Sheng Qi.

There were no surprises and the sacrifice did not attract the attention of the great gods.

But it’s not like nothing is gained.

During the grand sacrifice, Sheng Qi's prestige was unprecedentedly enhanced.

At this moment, countless ratmen were cheering wildly in front of him.

Sheng Qi raised his claws high on the high altar.

But it feels good.

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Shu Zhan finally completed his feat. He broke into the Human Empire from the border between the two continents, and today he officially crossed the long distance, almost running through the entire Human Empire from the continent.

It wasn't easy, but Rat Wars did it.

This arrogant guy witnessed for the first time today the vast and seemingly endless river in front of him, this bitter and salty river.

I stepped on a strange and sharp reef. Unfortunately, in this long night, everything was not so clear.

The waves beat against the coast, and the crackling sound kept echoing in his ears. A trace of amazement appeared on Shu Zhan's face at the unimaginably vast river in front of him.

It seemed like he had thought of something.

Relying on his own strength, Shuzhan nimbly jumped on the strange and sharp rocks. Such an action was naturally dangerous, but it depended on who he was dealing with.

But it was obviously nothing for Rat War.

It stretched out its claws over a particularly low reef and scooped up some sea water.

After smelling it and taking a sip, his expression twisted. The description of the Big Claw Priest in the ratman caravan was correct. The sea water was indeed bitter and salty.

It is very rare for Shuzhan to make such a move.

It felt a bit weird for some reason. After all, this guy had almost waded through a bloody road to get here. The endless killing along the way was too little for him.

Towards the end of this journey, facing the human army chasing after them, the number of ratmen in their hands was decreasing.

But the more this happened, the more violent this guy became as a response.

The weaker the Eastern Expeditionary Force under his command, the more violent his attitude became. He destroyed human cities along the way almost to vent his anger.

Although none of these cities is as majestic as the City of Surf, his attitude did scare many opponents. If he didn't act crazy enough, how could he have rushed through countless passes and reached the banks of this bitter and salty river?

Countless numbers of the Ghost-Eyed people died under the watchful eyes of Rat Zhan.

And now, this horrifying skinless demon, the messenger of killing, the mere description of which was enough to make the children of the Dark-Eyed Human Race stop crying, curiously scooped up a handful of sea water, tasted it, and a twisted expression appeared on his face.

It's indeed inconsistent, but not surprising.

Although most of the life of this manic and arrogant guy, Shuzhan, was filled with war, killing, destruction, red lizards and white rats, it was not all about these.

After all, the biggest single seller of all those newfangled gadgets that the Ratmen priests tinker with is Rat Warrior.

During the time he was stationed on the grassland, Shu Zhan loved to swing those exquisite little things.

Although this scene is both hard to imagine and hard to describe.

This attitude only lasted for a brief moment.

Shu Zhan no longer explored the boundless bitter and salty river in front of him. In fact, he came here not only for the feat of connecting the entire human empire.

Some more pressing matters must be put on the agenda.

Looking up, on the shore behind him, pairs of scarlet eyes paused, staring at Shu Zhan's back.

This is a very horrifying scene, but it depends on who it is for.

Shu Zhan just turned around slightly, and all the scarlet eyes in front of him lowered their heads one after another. No rat man dared to look him in the eye.

In fact, this period of great exodus is not without benefits.

At this time, this quiet and silent army gathered behind Shu Zhan was a harvest.

This endless running was like a great wave of sifting through the sands, all the unqualified guys were eliminated, and these guys in front of him finally qualified.

It can get an evaluation like "Rat War".

But the cost of passing the test is only one in ten.

Shu Zhan needs to replenish his troops, which is a very important matter.

After all, other people don’t know, but as the leader of the ratmen, how could Shu Zhan not know what kind of people these guys are under his command?

Even the most qualified ratman army needs support in numbers.

Although the concept of elite soldiers also exists among the rat people, it is a pity that the scale of the war that the rats will face later is estimated to be not small at all, and it would be foolish to deal with it arrogantly at this time.

Shu Zhan didn't think that the little power he had now was enough to support the upcoming grand battle.

Even though these guys are considered qualified and can be called a barely acceptable ratman army.

Fortunately, the rat priests did not give up, and did not give up the blood mushrooms in Shu Zhan's hands. The caravans in the hands of these guys continued to come to Shu Zhan one after another.

They are now Rat War’s greatest reliance.

It’s strange to say, both sides used to want to beat the other side to pieces, but now the rat war can only rely on these annoying rat priests.

Well, great deeds come at a price.

Rat War successfully angered the Ghost-Eyed people, the great nobles, the church, the royal family, the group of mages, and even ordinary farmers who now wish to eat his flesh.

How to put it, the hatred is a bit too great, so great that even Rat War can hardly bear it.

Not far enough away, there was a long string of tiny flames that stretched to the end of the sight and had not completely faded away, marching in a mighty manner.

There is no doubt that this is the trouble caused by Rat War, an extremely large team.

The Youyan people haven't been so united for a long time.

The royal family, nobles, mages, knights, merchants, civilians, mercenaries, the church, everything, everyone put aside their conflicts and united at this moment.

This is how such an unimaginably large team was built.

Magic knights and church knights were wiping their swords together, mercenaries and farmers were carrying their weapons and chatting, mages were maintaining the hideous magic weapons that had just been launched from various workshops, church priests were watching from the sidelines, and nobles were gathering together and toasting each other.

There aren't many things that can suppress all conflicts and bring these guys together.

Hatred, endless hatred.

Rat War didn't do anything overly immoral, it was just that he simply killed too many people, destroyed and trampled too much, and created too much hatred.

There is too much hatred, hatred that is hard to let go.

A long line, countless people, some laughing, some tired, numb, and in pain.

They held all kinds of things in their hands, long swords, scimitars, bows and arrows, giant axes, war clubs, pitchforks, sickles, staves, and a whole lot more.

This long team, countless people, marched forward on this land in the mottled light of torches. Everything around them was so empty and desolate, and there was a ruin not far away.

A large number of corpses were dumped randomly in the ruins, and there was no doubt who did it.

Soon after, more figures emerged from the ruins or the wilderness and joined this huge team and this huge march.

In a sense, Rat War did accomplish something difficult and remarkable.

………….

A chaotic camp was set up on a high cliff on the coast.

This is a good natural harbor. The sea behind the cliff is deep enough for large warships to stop.

In fact, there are already ratmen here. The ratman caravans have arrived, like hyenas smelling blood.

A road has been carved out that extends upward from the bottom of the cliff.

Trade has already begun to continue.

The leading Big Claw Priest was having a fierce argument with the leader of Rat Zhan's personal guards.

In order to get a more advantageous price, in order to get more.

These guys were negotiating aggressively, but the effect was not very good. No matter how sharp the negotiations were, they seemed powerless when facing these dazed guys with little expression on their faces.

No matter what these big-clawed priests said, they would only be greeted with that dazed and calm face and a price that would never change.

This is extremely frustrating, and some Big Claw Priests often scream in anger.

Of course, this will not affect the final transaction outcome.

These rat caravans will never lose money. No matter how challenging or exaggerated the price offered by Rat War is, they will not lose money. There is no other reason.

Those ratmen leaders left a sufficiently exaggerated margin.

The deal was done, and a large number of captives, the spoils of the Eastern Expeditionary Force, the young, the old, the terrified, these sacrifices, were selected like livestock, of course, the stronger ones were chosen.

This long route coupled with the unreliable warships of the Skaven, the combined effects of these have resulted in horrific losses.

Healthy, strong, young, and in good condition, the big claw priests are selecting their goods.

Open the mouth and observe the teeth. Tender skin is not acceptable. It is better to have some scars. After taking such goods back, you can brag about them and sell them at a better price with the reputation of a powerful warrior.

However, high-quality goods are limited, and there is more than one Big Claw Priest involved in the purchase and selection.

The action is very urgent, hurry up.

Soon, a large amount of spoils were delivered. Some Big Claw Priests were satisfied, while others were anxious. However, the exchange was not over yet. Next, more things were displayed, dark blue eyes, objects with intricate patterns, powerful warriors who were imprisoned alone, and a new batch of goods.

The shouting began.

The Big Claw Priests were driving the goods they had selected onto the ship.

A woman hugged her child tightly.

The bad-tempered Big Claw priest waved the whip in his hand with a terrible expression. It was not surprising, because he did not come so immediately and did not pick out any good goods, so he was a little impatient at this time.

During the beating, the woman let go of the child.

Cries of despair and humiliation echoed at this moment.

The rats drove these poor creatures toward the bathtub warships, and in exchange they were replaced by a group of young rats with curious eyes.

Young rats poured into this place. Even though these guys had gone through the torture of a long voyage and seemed to have crawled out of hell, there was still curiosity in their eyes.

Although they were still greeted with whippings and the cold and terrifying Rat War Guards.

This was indeed an exchange. In fact, one captured Ghost-Eyed Human could be exchanged for at least ten young Ratmen. Rat War was in urgent need of replenishing its troops recently.

All units that recently only accept young ratmen as trades.

However, transportation over such a long distance became a hassle. In order to be more efficient, the Big Claw Priests would load the warships with young ratmen, which was several times the number that the bathtub warships could carry.

So you can see a scene like this, with layers of young rats piled up randomly and high.

This brings the carrying capacity of these bathtub warships to a terrifying number.

What is even more terrifying is the death rate of young ratmen.

Even the strong-willed ratmen would find it difficult to endure being transported like this.

In fact, the price for a young ratman that could be exchanged for a Ghost-Eyed human captive was much higher than the transaction price.

If the young rats who died during transportation are counted in the list.

(End of this chapter)