From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 321: Ratman Priest Attacking Friendly Forces

The development of underground passages was put on the agenda in order to deal with the attacks of lightning cannons.

In order to open up these underground passages, the Crusaders buried the small tower deep underground and also borrowed some architectural techniques from the ratmen.

Those mages who focused on construction and building defenses also learned a few things from the ratmen.

When it comes to structural and urban studies, the Great Claw priests are unquestionably experts.

And especially, Big Claw Priests particularly like triangles and various prisms.

The underground cities of the ratmen are built up bit by bit using countless sharp triangles and angular shapes.

Although the construction habits of the Big Claw Priests cannot be directly copied, the concepts are within the scope of learning and absorption.

Now, these human mages are also spying on these things through the underground tunnels built by the Big Claw Priests.

For a moment, the roles between the two sides seemed to be reversed.

In order to prevent the attack of the Elemental Annihilation Cannon, the rats began to come to the ground and construct special buildings that gathered elemental barriers, while humans, on the other hand, began to go underground.

What a strange picture.

But it works.

The measures taken by both sides were very effective, but they failed to reduce casualties.

Not surprising.

When the super weapon that can suppress and deter everything and interrupt the war as soon as it starts attacking can no longer play its original role, naturally the more brutal hand-to-hand combat will begin.

After all, there is nothing that can mediate the war now.

In the underground tunnel of the Jihad Army.

Unlike the ratmen, humans did not expand too deep underground, and their underground structures were also much more spacious.

In this long night, there is actually not much difference between the ground and underground, both are so dim.

Just in a trance, the omnipresent smell of earth and the stuffy air clearly reminded me of the difference in where I was now.

There has been no training for a long time, and there is no unnecessary activity. The rat people will attack at any time, and any unnecessary activities will bring unnecessary consumption.

The wizards are working hard to build various things, and from time to time, arguments break out among them, seemingly disagreeing on how to improve this underground fortress in the future.

When the war really started, he was still afraid and confused, except when he really started fighting those ratmen.

After entering this underground fortress built by the wizards, and spending a long time like this.

He then discovered that there were still many differences, and many things were not quite what he had imagined.

He didn't know how to describe this feeling, it was just that there were many differences.

Leaning against a simply reinforced stone wall, he had been here for a long time. In order to be comfortable, he twisted his body and changed his posture.

It is true that many people died, and he almost died, but he also killed several rat men, including Sister Linda, Dad Hunter, Mom Laurie, and Uncle Luca.

Counting on their fingers one by one.

This was an ordinary young man, probably from a poor family, with the marks of long-term labor clearly visible. If it weren't for the childish redness on his cheeks, his sallow skin would make him look almost like an elderly middle-aged man.

At this moment, he was thinking hard and his fingers seemed to be not enough.

Even after he finished counting, he found that there were still several names that had become increasingly blurred and could not be counted.

He has already killed three ratmen, and he needs to kill seven more plus some more, no matter how many more.

His fingers were no longer enough to count, and a look of helpless distress appeared on his face.

Maybe he should ask Pastor Ryan who often came to visit them at that time. After thinking about it, this ordinary young man added another name, Miss Elsa.

Reverend Newen and Miss Elsa are both pastors. They often come to visit them in this dull underground fortress. Of course, everyone seems to like Miss Elsa more, but he still likes Reverend Newen a little more. Not only because Reverend Newen always brings some cakes, but also because Reverend Newen will not dislike him just because he is dirty.

He wanted to ask Pastor Newen how many more rats he had to kill to make up the number.

This is very important.

Keep this matter in mind.

Then he fell into a long period of depression again.

This war was not what he had imagined. He thought he would have to kill more ratmen, but now he was just sitting in this dull underground fortress, staring blankly.

There was a clinking sound, it was the sound of dinner being served.

This ordinary young man did not wait for Pastor Newen, but waited for dinner.

There was a little more light in his eyes.

He quickly got up from the ground.

During this period, what he looked forward to most was dinner time every day, and he would squeeze towards the tall logistics officer.

Unexpected.

Today's meal was very good, a piece of soft white bread and a bowl of broth. It was a rare meal, but it made many people's expressions fall.

Hatred is indeed a great help, but even up to now, what this war has shown is enough to make many people no longer have the courage.

A hearty meal has a different meaning.

The Jihad Army is the attacking party in this war.

The ordinary young man was not among them. He happily accepted the bowl of broth and bread.

Perhaps the day of finding Reverend Newen should be postponed a little longer.

It's just that not everyone is ready.

An old farmer stared blankly at the bowl of soup and bread in front of him.

But I have no appetite.

The young man quickly ate up what he had in his hand, but the burly logistics officer had not left yet.

Caesar did not limit the number of times an ordinary soldier could receive food.

If the young man wanted, he could get another bowl of broth at any time. Even though the expressions on the faces of the logistics officers would become extremely bad, they would still give him another bowl of broth.

But the young man did not do so. If he went again, he would not feel at ease because the prince was already too kind and generous.

But he was not full, and his eyes fell on the elderly farmer next to him who was slow to act.

I don’t think they are that old, it’s just that the farmers generally look old and have children very early.

If it weren't for the invasion of the rats, the young man would have been getting married soon. Mother Laurie was already arranging his marriage, and it was said that she had already chosen a girl from the next village.

When he heard the news, he was quite happy. However, not long after, the ratmen came and all the people died. The neighboring village was also destroyed by the ratmen. He did not have the chance to see the girl.

After being watched for a long time, the old farmer also noticed something.

He handed over the bread in his hand.

The young man began to eat voraciously.

When the old farmer saw him like this, the heaviness on his face dissipated a little, perhaps he thought of something.

He handed over the broth in his hand and patted the young man on the back.

But time was running out, and a knight came here and started shouting loudly.

"Gather, gather!"

The young man choked at this moment and swallowed the broth in big gulps, but his movements did not slow down at all.

He held his weapon, an old spear, and in addition to an equally old leather armor, he also wore a rough chain mail that kept making slight noises.

The war is about to begin.

In this sudden.

The vanguard of the human crusade suddenly left the solid underground fortress and launched a charge towards the direction of the ratmen's land conquest.

Their mission is critical.

Destroy the mess of stone pillars in the Skaven position ahead of the Skaven.

Only in this way could the accompanying mages continuously drop elemental annihilation cannons on the central area of ​​the conquered land, destroy the underground cavities and tunnels hidden everywhere, and then send in the troops, build fortresses, and stabilize everything.

Only in this way can we make a slight progress on this battlefield.

This war was extremely difficult.

The rats reacted, and the piercing sound of bells accompanied almost every war, as well as the sharp roars of the rat priests.

Various war machines began to operate.

There were still many hideous things in the rat-man's hands. The one that fell down along with the long wailing and screaming from far to near was a swollen rat-man.

The horrific, deformed flesh and blood smeared the battlefield, defiling everything indiscriminately.

But the accuracy was worrying, and in the first round, most of the bullets hit friendly forces.

It is not an easy task to run wildly on this battlefield full of gullies, with ups and downs, chaos, and full of ratmen.

The rats stationed here reacted.

These guys appeared from various places and violently attacked the humans who broke in front of them.

Perhaps many of them came from the berserk spells that the rat-men priests began to cast around, and many of them were also craving for merit.

Suddenly the battlefield became chaotic, which seemed to be the norm when fighting against the rats.

Died in the chaos.

The continuous outflow of ratmen, the war machines and rat priests in the fortresses greatly delayed the advance of the advance troops.

Soon more Skaven warriors will emerge from the underground tunnels that are scattered throughout the battlefield.

What was even more dangerous was that those crazy rat-man priests aimed their lightning cannons at the area where the two sides were fighting.

Red eyes, a sharp and twisted grin, his gaze fell on a not-so-distant spot, on the chaotic area where the two strands of hair converged.

It was obvious that these guys didn't care about friendly forces or not. Those lowly ratmen warriors were nothing in their eyes.

Of course, there seemed to be some rat priests and some of his colleagues mixed in with those rat warriors.

But nothing, they have already completed the calibration.

"fire!"

(End of this chapter)