From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 344, The Beginning of the War

Twin Fortresses.

The dark gate opened again on this day, and countless ratmen swarmed out in the crowd.

The first wave that appeared were only ratmen, and countless ratmen poured out from the slowly opening dark door.

The great noble who supported the coalition of nobles might be one of the few great nobles among the Youyan people who did not devote all his energy to the game of power that was about to begin.

Always stationed in front of the twin fortresses, stationed in the connecting area of ​​the two continents.

Duke Walton Bird, a grand duke born in the barren land of the Far East.

He seemed prepared for all this, and he never relaxed during this period.

Perhaps because of their eagerness for war, the rats launched their charge during the day, and such a charge did not require the lighting of the sky to give early warning.

In the newly built fortress, this nobleman, whose appearance was not as impressive as his title, put on his armor, a rather gorgeous set of armor, and stood on the platform. Knights stood in front of him.

Shout loudly, shout for glory.

Brought waves of cheers.

The knights began to scale the walls, and the ratmen arrived as well.

Three flags were raised in the chaos. It is doubtful whether these ratmen warriors belonging to three armies can really find their commander in such chaos.

It was a huge crowd, in chaos, with sharp and piercing sounds, the rats slammed heavily into the fortress.

There was no more preparation, no more orders and commands, not even a ladder.

In a very violent way.

Charge, charge, charge, and then crash into this sturdy fortress.

It’s not that the rats didn’t prepare war equipment. In fact, these things had already piled up like a mountain behind the Twin Fortresses.

It is obvious that neither the private army leaders sent by the rat lords nor the war priest take the rat warriors in their hands seriously.

These guys were gathering more and more in the corners of the vast grassland day by day.

Of course, this also seems like something Shu Zhan would do, but how should I put it, they may not have Shu Zhan's prestige and ability, but instead they have learned Shu Zhan's bad habits.

In addition to the flag, he had to be more particular. He climbed up on the bodies of the guards around him who were fanatically chasing him, stood on the heads of these surging guys, emerged on the battlefield, waved his flag, and called out loudly with his sharp voice, trying to fight against this chaotic state.

His behavior is actually abnormal.

Too unique.

Is it true that after shouting them out day after day, I have even come to believe in those ridiculous slogans?

Not really. No one can understand the hardships of this road better than Qi. How could he not know that what he shouts every day is just talk?
Of course, of course, he did this not because he cherished these worthless lowly guys, but more for himself.

He escaped from the rush and stayed in this twin fortress, making contact with the temple guards early on, not hesitating to turn himself into a pawn.

Everything was going so smoothly, and he brought the war to a halt, but things were not as he expected.

As a remnant appointed by the Rat War, he defected to the temple guards, but did not get their complete support.

When the war was about to begin, the bigwigs were eager to push the war forward. It was at this time that he saw a group of rat priests descending from the sky.

Even though the temple guards never lack blood mushrooms, as long as there is a choice, there will definitely be a distinction between the important and the unimportant. What's more, in this war, the temple guards do not intend to rely entirely on the rat caravans, but rely entirely on themselves to build a not-so-good logistics route.

Not believing that the ratman caravan was right, Shu Zhan once thought that he could easily suppress these greedy guys.

But it's hard for Qi.

Problems arose. Amid the logistical problems, the temple guards were faced with two choices: one was Qi, the orthodox ratman warlord, and the other was a large group of war priests from the ratman army.

Their choice suddenly became clear.

I have to admit that the war priest is really useful.

On the battlefield, they wear heavy armor, hold their spears high, and charge forward with sharp shouts while constantly casting all kinds of inspiring spells. Their iconic killing halo ensures that as long as they don't die while running wildly on the battlefield, the morale in this area will never collapse.

And what is the flag?

The only thing he had was this group of defective guys tightly gathered around him.

He had no choice but to hold on to these things tightly.

It was not safe to shout loudly on the battlefield, but even if the flag had appeared, it would still be inconspicuous in this chaotic battlefield.

The owners of the two flags have appeared at the forefront of the war in order to compete for merit.

The ratmen warriors began to climb the city wall.

The sharp claws can firmly cling to the not-so-smooth city wall. The ratmen behind him come in waves, pushing the guy in the front forward.

In such a short time, the mages accompanying the army were unable to shape the walls of the fortress into a smooth state that would make it difficult for the rats to get their claws on it. However, some good things were dug out from under the Yuanwang City, and the stone pillars engraved with inscriptions were relocated under the fortress.

It's just very unfortunate that with slight changes in the world's rules, these stone pillars have become less effective.

The military mages were busy debugging, but the problem could not be completely solved in a short time, leaving the fortress with a fatal loophole.

In general, this war was not so exciting. In the absence of lightning cannons and chaos cannons, the war returned to the kind of desperate hand-to-hand combat.

Stones, kerosene, magic, one ratman after another fell from the city wall, and disappeared in the crowded tide of ratmen with shouts of fear.

With the participation of these rat priests, it is not a difficult task to push these despicable guys onto the battlefield regardless of the consequences.

Wailing, hissing, roaring, the ratmen warriors, their eyes gradually turning red, advanced desperately.

At the same time, the rats dug a tunnel underground.

You have to admit the efficiency of the Big Claw Priest's engineering team, although this underground tunnel opened in a hurry is not that reliable.

When the tunnel was about to be completed, the slave rats involved in the construction were driven out of the underground tunnel without hesitation, serving as cannon fodder for the first batch of pathfinders and also to attract attention.

The Big Claw Priests did not feel bad about this behavior of abandoning the donkey after it has served its purpose. With the strong support of the rat lords, a large number of rat caravans came to the Twin Fortresses every day, and the rat breeding houses, workshops, and planting rooms in every city were all operating at full capacity.

In such a situation, they certainly would not be moved by the loss of a few slave rats.

A large number of dusty slave rats suddenly appeared in this sturdy fortress, causing considerable chaos but no casualties. These timid guys completely lost their courage after being hit by a round of spells from the military mages on the city wall.

Running around madly in this fortress.

Some even wanted to return through the original route through the underground tunnels, but unfortunately, they had just entered when they ran into a group of tall guys head-on.

Such a narrow underground tunnel makes the rat trolls particularly restless.

It wouldn't be a good thing to run into them at this time.

Chaos suddenly began to spread within the fortress.

The defense of the noble coalition forces became precarious.

This looks like it will be a good start.

Until that luxurious armor appeared on the city wall.

The commander of the noble coalition, Duke Walton Bird, stood on the city wall. Compared with the chaos in the fortress, the situation on the city wall was not so critical.

The towering city walls are an extremely strong line of defense.

Climbing alone is already an extremely difficult task, not to mention having to deal with all kinds of interference.

But there is no doubt that the chaos in the fortress brought about a wave of morale.

A large number of magic knights have formed a formation and are pressing towards the underground tunnel entrances where ratmen are constantly pouring out. Nearly half of the defense measures on the towering city walls have changed their aiming direction.

The mobilization of defensive forces brought about a gap in the defense, and more and more ratmen warriors began to rush up the city walls.

The morale swing at this moment was fatal, and the overly narrow underground tunnels were also a limitation for the ratmen. Even if there were horrible distorted creatures like the rat trolls pouring out, the magic knights who formed a defensive formation and equipped with heavy tower shields were still able to cope with it.

Humanity is also making continuous progress.

The loss of the city wall was undoubtedly more fatal.

The long swords collided with the rough chain mail, making crisp sounds.

The rat people have never forgotten what they are best at, and they are constantly strengthening it.

Perhaps in the near future, the warhammer will become the most common weapon equipped by the Ghost Eye human warriors.

The ratmen warriors who climbed up the city wall, with the support of the killing aura, rushed towards the human warriors in front of them frantically and without any rules.

He was hit hard in the face by a wooden shield and fell off the city wall.

It is obvious that these guys are too young and not as experienced as their predecessors. If they were senior ratmen warriors, they would not be so reckless.

That group of guys were not only resistant to all kinds of berserk magic, but also knew clearly that the first thing to do after climbing up the city wall was to gain a firm foothold instead of looking ferocious and showing off their fangs and claws.

The young ratman warrior flew across the sky bringing with him the long-drawn scream.

Or perhaps, in subsequent wars, there will be fewer and fewer opportunities for the two sides to fight face to face.

The rats caught the Ghost-Eye people off guard, and the absence of magical weapons turned the war into the most brutal form.

The decision made by the commander of the noble coalition was correct. In a very short period of time, the two sides fighting on the city wall formed a meat grinder together.

Blood, death, and the corpses of ratmen falling like raindrops.

(End of this chapter)