From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 318: The Flesh and Blood Workshop in Transformation

The Royal Knights entered the battlefield, with Caesar leading the way. He leaped high on his nimble Pegasus and raised high in his hand a long sword with a bright glow.

Falling heavily.

The target was a royal knight order that had entered the battlefield. Caesar took the lead, leaping high on his nimble Pegasus and holding up a simple fortress with a shining sword in his hand. On the fortress, the panicked faces of the big-clawed priests had not yet disappeared, and the slave rats were still struggling to push the bulky lightning cannon.

Not expecting Caesar's sudden intrusion, the expression on his face froze at this moment.

The bright light engulfed them, and they died.

In this chaotic and large-scale battlefield, the power of one person is very limited.

As long as the power does not exceed a certain limit, there is no way to change the direction of the war and influence the war in a short period of time.

Whether it is Rat War or Caesar, neither of them has gone beyond this scope.

They are powerful, but they cannot win the war alone.

It's not very interesting to exist alone, but it is possible to transform it into a flag.

Caesar stood on the abandoned fortress that was baptized by bright light. At this moment, his figure could be seen by everyone on the battlefield.

Inspire the soldiers and scare the enemies.

The war in the region is rapidly coming to an end.

The Crusaders gained a foothold in this complex area of ​​ravines dug by the ratmen.

Of course, Shu Zhan was also watching what was happening here.

But as arrogant as he is, he still maintains that condescending attitude.

Looking down at everything in front of him, he was so dismissive of what was happening. Indeed, it was not the time to panic.

In this initial collision, the human crusade army only managed to take over a small area within the long defense line built by the ratmen.

As for the casualties, in every war, ratmen always die in large numbers, without exception. Weak, strong, and all kinds of ratmen will always die as long as they participate in the war.

Even those rat warlords who were considered big shots died one after another.

It turned into a cold corpse and was abandoned on the battlefield.

Even if he is already a big shot.

In fact, at the end of the expedition, when an attack was launched on a small human city, the unlucky ratman warlord who was pierced through the body by a crossbow met with such a result.

Being pierced through by a thick crossbow arrow and pressed to the ground, the strong physique brought by the blood mushroom made it not so easy to die. Even after suffering such injuries, it was able to wail loudly.

Of course, the rats couldn't save him. After all, the concept of medical care did not exist for the rats.

A ratman warlord died in despair and wailing, under the watchful eyes of all the ratmen.

But so what.

Rat War has now thrown out the piece of cheese again. Soon, the name of the rat warlord will be lowered in the list of merits. It seems that if he raises it a little higher and stretches out his claws a little more, he will be able to really grasp it.

This cheese will still work as it should.

There will definitely be lucky ones born.

Easy to use and effective.

Shu Zhan looked down at the guy who was so dazzling on the battlefield.

This kind of gaze also attracted Caesar's glance back.

To some extent, Shuzhan didn't think Caesar could be his opponent.

But at this moment Caesar straightened his back and wanted to kill Shu Zhan.

This is not a nemesis.

Shu Zhan is too arrogant and conceited, and looks down on everyone.

The moment the two sides looked at each other, a sneer appeared on Shu Zhan's cold face.

Turning around, the dangerous and ugly rat man disappeared from Caesar's sight.

This battle, in a sense, determined the fate of the Rat War and the Human Empire.

If the Rat War wins, it means that the rear of the Human Empire will be completely corrupted and fallen. After all, if such a huge army is defeated here, which side in the Human Empire can stand against the Rat War? Perhaps the coalition of nobles blocking the border between the two continents can still resist the Rat War, but their departure will only open up another more dangerous gap.

The ratmen’s sea transport lines are not stable enough, but the ratmen gathered outside the black fortress have truly reached a scale that is difficult to estimate.

And if the human crusade army wins, all they can defeat is the rat war.

The mobilization efficiency of the Ratman Empire is indeed gradually reaching an unimaginable peak, in the context of the setbacks in this war and under the watchful eye of that high-handed guy who has not yet left.

Endless teams rushed across the territory of the Ratman Empire, crossing corrupt forests, scarlet grasslands, deserts, and underground tunnels, and were sent to the battlefield.

Industrial areas everywhere, burning blast furnaces, bloody planting rooms deep underground, and countless breeding houses.

The goblins that the rats had kept in captivity finally came to be harvested during this period and were sent to various parts of the Rat Kingdom. The abundance of sacrifices greatly increased the stability of the Rat Empire and also helped the big-clawed priests in charge of the cave mushroom grow rooms solve a big problem.

Well, although the large-scale death of plants did not cause a huge blow to the production of cave mushrooms, those rotten and smelly woods can still serve as the growth base of cave mushrooms, but it seems that there is still something wrong. In the process of cultivating cave mushrooms from generation to generation, the big claw priests have made many attempts.

A large amount of accumulated flesh and blood mixed with feces, sawdust, spores of cave mushrooms, and a small amount of blood mushrooms, these things mixed together can give the most considerable yield.

Their cultivation of cave mushrooms is no longer the random piling up that it once was.

In fact, the process has become more complicated and bloody now.

During the long night, the supply of flesh and blood became a problem. The front line was constantly pushed forward into the distance, and those mindless animals died in the long night.

In search of a replacement, these Great Claw priests looked at many things.

Slave rats, free ratmen, and the remnant rats hiding in the dark corners of the ratman city.

Rarely, a series of city cleanup campaigns were launched, but the effect was not so good. Those defective ratmen were able to hide in the dark corners of the ratman city for a long time and naturally could not be captured so easily.

But another group of guys was swept away in large numbers
Those rat-ghouls, these rat-ghouls that devoured too many corpses of their own kind and gradually turned into mindless beasts.

Tougher skin, fiercer claws, and almost beast-like instincts could not save these rat-ghouls.

They are caught in large quantities, then chopped and mixed into sawdust to serve as a growing medium for cave mushrooms.

This sweep went on for several rounds until the Big Claw priests realized that it was not worthwhile for them to do so, and then they gradually stopped. The rat mercenaries exchanged too many blood mushrooms for these skinny creatures with little meat.

This is a big problem, a big problem.

This was a big problem that gradually became a headache for more and more Big Claw Priests, until the goblins in the hands of the rat farmers began to be put on the market on a large scale.

Three goblins can be exchanged for one blood mushroom in the sacrificial ceremony, and the price of the goblins is determined according to this situation.

In the past, these goblins were a little more expensive, with one goblin being traded for one blood mushroom.

A large number of ratmen priests who want to offer sacrifices to the gods and temple guards who need sacrifices to maintain the daily sacrificial rituals of the temple are willing to pay a sufficient premium to purchase these living goblins.

It's just that recently, the price has fluctuated.

Too many goblins.

These goblins are much more adaptable than ratmen.

They spread wildly on the scarlet grassland like wild horses, and even the long night did not bother these goblins at all.

The surprising vitality may be related to the increasingly scarlet grasslands. These goblins seem to have reached a certain degree of symbiotic relationship with the scarlet grasslands.

But for the rat people, this is a good thing.

But this is not necessarily the case for these rat farmers.

During this period, the various rat farmers ran around their farms day and night, occasionally visiting their neighbors' homes to watch and fight with each other.

A steady stream of goblins were tied up with hemp ropes and brought back from the increasingly lush scarlet grassland.

These excessive goblins were piled up in the rat city, and at one point they even overwhelmed the number of rats in the city. The noisy and harsh creaking sound was simply dizzying.

Exaggerated to the extreme.

The price is bound to fall. Don't even think about a premium. Even its value cannot be maintained. Three goblins can be exchanged for a blood mushroom in the sacrificial ceremony, but three goblins just caught from the scarlet grassland cannot be bought for the price of a blood mushroom.

After all, the temple guards would not allow these rat farmers to use these unimaginably large goblins to fill the blood pool in the temple day and night.

However, the losses incurred by taking these goblins to other cities would be unbearable for these rat farmers.

Blood mushrooms are highly bound to gods, and this group of rat farmers are obviously not qualified to touch matters related to gods.

If it was a rat war, no matter how many goblins there were, they could all be sent away on the spot in a sacrifice, and blood pools and temples could be dug and built on the spot, but these rat farmers obviously did not have this qualification.

Excessive accumulation will also cause damage.

If it can't be handled, then the blood mushrooms that could have been obtained will be lost.

They could only give up their own interests to the rat lords and temple guards in exchange for their purchase of these goblins.

Eventually, the price of goblins stabilized at one blood mushroom for ten goblins.

When a rat farmer gets a blood mushroom, he will offer two blood mushrooms to the rat lord and the temple guards.

But this is not a bad thing. At least after giving enough, the ratman lords finally moved their eyes that were gradually turning red. This was only possible with the mediation of the temple guards.

Before the profits really exploded, no one had expected them to be so huge.

The huge number of goblins flowed into various parts of the Ratman Kingdom, greatly alleviating the worries of the Big Claw Priests who ran the grow rooms. Although those Ratman caravans were not honest and they bought ten goblins for one blood mushroom, when they sold them to these Big Claw Priests they got back to the original price, three goblins for one blood mushroom.

This is a friendly price given by most of these rat caravans because they have long-term trade relations with the grow rooms.

However, a crisis that could have caused a reduction in the production of cave mushrooms was finally averted with the goblins' enthusiastic help.

One by one, the goblins were thrown into the executioners made by the Big Claw Priests who tinkered with the machines with terrified expressions. As the huge gears rotated, their bones were turned into a pile of fine meat paste.

The slave rat was being whipped and was struggling to turn the lever in his hand.

The processing process is not over yet. In the complex mechanical structure, the meat paste is thrown into huge drums. More things are continuously transported into these drums, including feces, sawdust, blood mushrooms, meat paste, and brown cave mushroom spores with a faint odor.

During the stirring, a pool of indescribable viscous substance appeared in the cave deep underground.

Finally, they were packed into a large long iron box in an orderly manner.

Carried by slave rats, they entered some specially excavated square caves. Regular stone walls stood in the square caves, like pages of a book that were neatly separated by a certain distance.

This is an efficient use of space.

This is the advanced cultivation room that has recently been built in the Skaven Empire.

Some stone walls are already covered with plump cave mushrooms. Most of these cave mushrooms, which have been cultivated from generation to generation, are black all over.

Only after cutting it open can you see the pure white flesh.

The slave rats are busy picking mushrooms in the caves, and after picking, the cleaned stone walls will soon be coated with culture medium again and with the sticky substance secretly made by the big-clawed priests.

In fact, the Skaven Empire is still making great strides forward, and you can already find machines in many places.

But how should I put it, the direction of application is not that beautiful.

But it is practical enough to support this twisted country's continuous outward wars.

Be it the endless charges day and night in front of the dark fortress, or Rope Seven's confrontation at sea, or the brutal war that is going on in the Rat War.

It all depends on these increasingly progressive and transformative measures.

It relies on the huge resources that the Ratman Empire continuously allocates.

This kind of combination is also incredible for the rat people.

The human empire is simply incapable of making arrangements on this scale.

Such incredible things are happening every moment in the Ratman Kingdom.

The importance of white rats to the Ratman Empire is almost unimaginable.

Even though he hasn't been on the battlefield for a long time, every war relies on his support.

This is what Shu Zhan has never understood.

War is no longer a simple one-on-one fight. In the eyes of White Rat, his little actions are simply laughable.

(End of this chapter)