From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 345, The Formation of a Faction
The war is over, not because of the tragic scene, but because there are new things to do.

A sacrifice is essential and cannot be lacking in every war.

The corpses on the battlefield, whether they were ratmen or humans, were dragged and piled together. This sacrifice was not so smooth. The three ratmen warlords got involved and argued endlessly.

The venue was chosen right in front of the sturdy human fortress, which was full of provocation.

A high platform was built and slaves were running on the battlefield. The human side did not launch any more attacks. The siege lasted for three days. Both the ratmen and humans were now so exhausted.

The tenacity of the ratmen's vanguard was unexpected, which might be related to the participation of a large number of war priests and ratmen priests.

An unlucky guy was set on fire, the private army leader pushed up by the rat lords.

For that achievement, he was affected by the ratman warrior falling from the city wall. The unlucky guy who fell from the sky was covered in flames and the burning kerosene was splashing everywhere.

Xiti had the same large area of ​​scars as Shuzhan, and almost all the hair on his body had fallen off.

But he did not have the vitality of Shu Zhan and was already dying.

The corpses of rat warriors with different expressions were dragged down from the battlefield by the slave rats and piled up together. These guys were so cheap, with all kinds of expressions on their faces, anger, confusion, fear, despair, as if one could get a glimpse of what they experienced when they died.

They were piled up randomly and high.

What was treated differently were the corpses of the Ghost-Eyed People. This was a siege, and the fortress was not captured. The Ghost-Eyed People had the habit of collecting corpses.

All the rats could get were some corpses of the Ghost-Eyed Humans that were dragged down into the city by crazy guys.

These corpses will be placed in a more conspicuous place, closer to the altar and closer to the great god. This is the treatment they receive as better sacrifices.

The sacrificial ceremony was held at noon.

That was the brightest moment in the world, and both sides could see it clearly, and it also served as a provocation.

The coalition of nobles on the city wall were watching this scene with gnashing teeth.

But apart from the gnashing of teeth, it is hard to say whether there is a hint of powerlessness and fear.

To this day, ratmen are still pouring out of the open gate, and the bloodstains on the city walls have not yet been completely washed away.

This grand sacrifice is about to begin.

Three flags stood tall, and countless rat warriors gathered together in the scorching sun and the dazzling sunlight. The rats did not particularly like the sun, especially at this moment when the sun was particularly scorching.

As the long night passed, it seemed as if the hot summer had arrived.

But such dislike could not overcome these chattering fellows' reverence for the gods and their enthusiasm for the sacrificial rituals.

The rats crowded around each other, stood on tiptoe, raised their heads, looked eagerly towards the altar, climbed up high, and pushed to get closer.

It caused extremely serious confusion, quarrels and verbal abuse.

The shrill sound turned into a wave of sound, and everything was in chaos until a bell rang, overwhelming all the sounds. The chaos subsided, and all the rat people seemed to hold their breath at this moment.

The grand sacrifice has begun!

Some living Ghost Eye human warriors were pushed onto the altar.

Time was too tight and the rat people didn't have time to do anything effective with these guys. It was lucky for them.

The ritual knife in his hand fell, and heads rolled down one after another, splattering blood everywhere.

Three Skaven warlords stood on the platform.

The flag is the least noticeable one among them.

In this war, he was the most conservative and naturally the most inconspicuous.

The private army leader who was promoted to a high position was confronting the war priest.

As time passed, the groups of guys in the Ratman Empire gradually drifted away from each other and began to differentiate among themselves.

The most serious group is the rat-man priests.

First there were the Big Claw Priests, then the War Priests, and now there are the Loyalists, the Radicals, and the Rat Lords.

In the war here and now, the leader is the Rat Lord, not the Rat Priest, but the Rat Lord.

In fact, the differences among this group of guys are becoming more and more serious. The loyalists chose to return to the Ratman Parliament, and there are only a few radicals, big cats and small cats. The Ratman Lord is currently in the limelight.

After the failure of the great alliance that was formed to fight for dominance with the temple guards, this group of guys broke apart.

The actions of the rat lords in the Twin Fortresses were a solitary act that abandoned both the loyalists and the radicals.

It is doubtful whether this group of guys who belong to the same source can unite together again in the future. It is probably difficult. After all, a group of ratmen priests have openly chosen to betray.

After helping the temple guards to severely inflict heavy damage on their friendly forces, the war priests could no longer go back.

But it was normal. It was a new era. Without the white rats hanging over the heads of all the ratmen, everything should have developed differently. On the altar.

The charred leader of the private army was fighting against the war priest on the opposite side.

In order to compete for the title of the greatest leader of this achievement.

Although it was a bit difficult for him to let the charred private army leader come, after all, it was already so difficult for him to just stand on this altar, and every movement would cause his charred and scabby skin to tear.

This guy obviously doesn't have long to live.

But he still stood up, stood on the altar, for no other reason, the rat lords behind him pushed him up. Undoubtedly, after walking alone, the rat lords needed a good start.

As the differences grow, each group of people who leave the larger group becomes more united.

The ratman lords made a joint promise, allowing this charred guy to stand on the altar at all costs.

The last living Ghost-Eyed human warrior had his head chopped off, and the charred private army leader loosened the sacrificial knife in his hand. However, because he had been holding it for too long, part of the charred flesh was stuck to the sacrificial knife, and was torn off the knife the moment he let go.

Severe pain, constant pain.

This guy's expression looked so ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked so scary.

For a moment, even the war priest beside him took a step back.

This war priest is no wimp either.

The armor on his body was stained with alternating dark red and scarlet bloodstains, and it was obvious that he had just retreated from a bloody battle. However, in terms of momentum, he was still inferior to the charred guy.

If you take a step back, you have already lost.

There was anger on his face and he was about to explode, but he saw the scarlet in the charred rat man's eyes.

The sacrificial ceremony ended like this.

Under the raised banner, the dark ratman called out to the great god in a hoarse voice, and all the ratmen cheered along, with the sound waves reaching the sky.

In this holy war, it was the rat lords who gained the upper hand.

Honor also goes to the Skaven Lords.

Yes, it was the Rat Lord, not the Dark Rat because he was about to die, nor was it a Rat Warlord because there were no real Rat Warlords in the current Rat Empire.

These three armies were launched by the Rat Lords and the Temple Guards, and the merits in the war naturally belong to the Rat Lords and the Temple Guards. Later, perhaps more guys will launch more armies in this war.

But that glory will not belong to those lowly guys who were filled into the army, nor to the ratmen warriors, nor to the ratmen warlords who once climbed up bit by bit from the ratmen warriors.

Why does this dark rat man endure such pain and stand here?

To become a Skaven Lord.

Yes, become a Skaven Lord.

Of course, this is a deception, a pacifier. After all, anyone can see that this burnt black guy will not live long. No matter what conditions are offered, they are all empty talk that does not require any effort.

It is still surprising that such a condition was made, because there has never been a rat lord who was not a rat priest.

In other words, the rat lords were originally the pacifiers given by the white rats to appease the conservatives among the rat lords.

But now, the situation seems to have changed. The differences among the various groups of ratmen priests are a little bit bigger. Sheng Qi, who was pushed to the position of high priest, does not have the prestige to suppress all the ambitious people. The big temple guards seem to be planning something.

At this time, some changes should be made, or in other words, every group in the Ratman Empire is looking for more sizes.

At this time, the Ratman Parliament has essentially lost the ability to appoint and control Ratman Lords. In this case, the title of Ratman Lord can certainly be used as a bargaining chip.

It's even an extremely useful bargaining chip.

This guy, this guy who was pushed onto the battlefield and risked everything to gain merit for the rat lords, this guy who was burned to death but still stood on this altar.

Isn't he extremely susceptible to this kind of thing?

He cried out loudly in boundless pain, and laughed crazily amid the fanatical responses of countless ratmen.

He seemed to see himself becoming a rat lord, one of those rat lords who possessed almost everything and was extremely luxurious.

It’s a pity that they were all just dreams.

At the end of this grand sacrifice, a cannon with extremely fine engravings of various intricate patterns was pushed onto the fortress wall not far away.

The military mages operating the cannon stared at the ratmen not far away with extremely resentful eyes.

Debugging is almost complete.

(End of this chapter)