From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 360, Three Years

In the vast starry sky, two races were selected.

There are intelligent creatures in this vast world, among the vast stars. However, in the past, these creatures were not so conspicuous, like insects, powerlessly born and died with the rise and fall of the starry sky.

Until those two great ones wanted to make some changes.

Two races were chosen as the first generation of protagonists of this starry sky.

Also as a new participant in this never-ending war.

In a very short period of time, they have completed the journey that most races have taken from birth to death.

Birth, enlightenment, understanding the world, exploration, war, and heading towards the starry sky.

What they don't know is that all of this comes at a price. Their growth, their culture, their wars, and the heroes they are so proud of were all born under such watchful eyes.

Everything is guided.

One side embraces the extremely regular physics.

One side embraces the boundless chaotic space.

By the way, they have their own understanding and name for the boundless chaotic space and the power contained therein.

Warp, psychic energy.

Like two stags specially trained for fighting, their fate and future have already been marked, and stepping into the starry sky is merely stepping onto a broader and destined arena.

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This holy war has been going on for three full years.

A lot has happened in three years.

The war has not stopped and it is impossible to stop. This is absolutely impossible.

Even if we reach a deadlock or make little progress, we will never stop.

This is a great holy war. No matter whether it is the temple guards, the rat priests, or Rope Seven, they all have their reasons for having to continue this war.

What was unexpected was that even though the war had reached a stalemate, the Ratman Empire did not gradually weaken due to the stalemate.

More ratmen were pushed onto the battlefield, with more war machines, weapons, equipment, and more cave mushrooms. The huge demand brought by the war caused the resources in the Ratman Empire to begin to rotate.

In the past, too many things, most of the blood mushrooms, were eaten by those high-ranking guys in the empire, and now, this war is forcing these guys to spit out what they have eaten.

Drop more blood mushrooms on every aspect of the Ratman Empire.

The defeat and stalemate in the war made these greedy guys open their mouths.

Have the blood mushrooms become more numerous? No, the grand sacrificial ceremony with offerings piled up into a mountain has not appeared for a long time, so how could the blood mushrooms become more numerous?

But now the Ratman Empire is more prosperous than ever before.

The ratmen priests supported the flow of materials and commerce.

The temple guards established a rough order among the countless ratmen corpses hung high and swaying.

The Great Claw Priests direct industrial progress and maintain every aspect of this deformed country.

The Storm Rat Squad emerged on the battlefield, and the name that was once shouted to attract attention became their name.

This group of special guys were named Storm Rats.

The ratmen are running like a storm, the ratmen are raging like a storm.

When running short distances, this group of guys are even faster than the giant rats.

The steam engine completely defeated the terrifying hamster flywheel, and the technical differences that arose within the Big Claw Priest came to an end.

Mobile war fortresses, this form of war equipment is beginning to become increasingly important in the war between both sides.

The Skaven's steam tanks have evolved to the fifth generation, with gears, tracks, and flamethrowers. They cross the trenches on the battlefield and ignite everything in front of them with sharp roars.

Ordinary ratmen warriors have gradually become unable to cope with such a war, and more rat trolls have been sent to the battlefield, accompanying the terrifying steam tanks to attack the lines of the Ghost-Eyed People.

Only the rat trolls could survive the horrific attack of magical energy.

The army was extremely large, and the status of that army composed of ordinary ratmen was constantly declining.

On such a battlefield, their only role is often to hold their spears tightly in their hands and rush forward desperately amid the piercing bells after the rat trolls and flamethrower tanks have torn through the enemy's defenses.

Used to occupy and fill the torn lines and prevent the enemy's counterattack.

The invention of graystone saved these poor fellows.

Being worthless is truly a terrible thing in the Ratman Empire.

Imitating the things in the hands of the Ghost-Eye people, a long pole was born in Graystone's hand. Perhaps because he was no match for the Ghost-Eye people's mages in terms of technology, the long pole in Graystone's hand was exceptionally long, almost twice as long as the magic guns in the hands of the Ghost-Eye people.

The dark barrel is engraved with intricate patterns and wrapped with unknown leather. The excessively long barrel brings about a chain reaction. In order to meet the necessary requirements of structural strength and carrying soul energy, the barrel is cast as a whole and its thickness is increased.

Ordinary ratmen warriors were simply unable to operate such long-barreled rifles alone, so they were forced to be organized into teams of three, with one ratman holding the gun tip, one holding the gun tail, and one observing the enemy's direction and assisting in aiming.

This imitation has many problems. The overly long barrel makes it not portable enough. It is also difficult to deploy in trenches and it is not easy to shoot while moving. It is too heavy and even requires three ratmen warriors to operate it.

But there is only one thing that this ratman-imitated long-barreled magic gun does not have any major problems with: its range and power.

In these two aspects, they are not inferior to the magical firearms of the Ghost-Eye people, and they even have an advantage in range, and they have actually saved the increasingly embarrassing situation of ordinary ratmen warriors.

On the long front line, you can see groups of three ratmen carrying guns everywhere. The observer in the group will suddenly stick his head out from the trench and nervously monitor the situation on the battlefield and the direction of the enemy.

After discovering the enemy's position, they will start shouting loudly, and the other two ratmen will work together to lift the dark spear out of the trench.

One was squatting on the ground with the gun barrel held high, one was trying to aim and shoot, and one was pointing and gesticulating on the side.

Until a beam of gray light came, and they immediately dropped the spears in their hands and crawled towards the trench behind them.

Sporadic exchanges of fire occurred from time to time along the long front lines of the two sides. A total of three large fronts were opened up.

There was a line on that endless plain, which was the home turf of those steam tanks. The tanks of both sides sniped at each other on that vast plain, and in the smell of flames and rust, they ruthlessly crushed this once fertile land.

One route is in the mountains of Lianyan Province. The rugged mountains limit the use of war equipment, and the bulky mechanical tanks are also difficult to use here. A large number of rat trolls and storm rats running wildly in the dark have become the absolute main force on this battlefield.

The two sides were fighting frantically over those towering mountains.

The last, most chaotic and longest one is a long position stretching out from the northern coast of the Human Empire.

Countless Skaven warships cruising along the coast brought unspeakable chaos.

A long battle line was established relying on the castles abandoned by the nobles, and the ratmen participating in this battle line were even more diverse.

Sheng Qi's Western Fleet, the Ratman Legion formed by a group of stupid ratmen, a mixed bag of ratman mercenaries, the slave-hunting team, and some lowly guys who hope to change their fate through war.

Rope Seven's loss of control over the Western Fleet created this chaotic situation.

Without a complete commander to suppress the ratmen gathered here, the situation will naturally get out of control, and all the ratmen will be able to arrive here.

There are also rat-man priests involved.

This group of damn guys are real troublemakers. Even though Sheng Qi cooperated with them to snatch back a portion of the blood mushrooms produced by the Original Temple from the hands of the temple guards, they still gave them a large share of the profits.

But these guys didn't consider Sheng Qi's feelings at all when they did this.

A large number of rat caravans began to sell so-called tickets. In simple words, they described the distant coast as the place where the second great development was taking place.

Countless rat people paid everything in exchange for a so-called subpoena and were then stuffed directly onto the crowded warship.

Being thrown onto this battlefield during the turbulence.

Yes, there are indeed many opportunities here, but this battlefield should have been opened by me as a stepping stone for me to accumulate merits.

Instead of being divided up by these damn rat priests like it is now, these guys dump those lowly guys on the main continent like garbage, telling stories of the so-called great development.

In fact, selling boat tickets makes a profit of blood mushrooms, selling weapons to those despicable guys makes a profit of blood mushrooms, and finally, buying the spoils from those guys makes another profit of blood mushrooms.

It costs almost nothing to earn it from start to finish.

Instead, it left him with a battlefield in extreme chaos.

It can be said that Sheng Qi hated these greedy, stupid, and short-sighted rat priests to the core, but he could do nothing about it.

Even if you are gnashing your teeth in private, you have to appear to be smiling in public.

On that long coastline, storm rats became the absolute protagonists. The vast area greatly dispersed the intensity of the war, and there would not be brutal positional warfare like the other two battlefields that was like a meat grinder.

Rather, they were more about offensive and defensive wars relying on strong castles and fortresses, or surprise attacks that involved marching straight across enemy lines.

These happen to be the Stormvermin's strengths.

As the three battlefields were in full swing, countless ratmen were worn out on the battlefields every day, but the Ratman Empire became more and more prosperous.

In death, this twisted and deformed country is progressing rapidly.

It's not just the changes on the battlefield, many things are also happening outside the battlefield and changing a lot of things.

The ratmen have completed the development of the Golden Province.

After the scarlet color completely infected the land, the ratmen officially replaced the Dark-Eyed People and became the real masters of this land.

The temple guards had long ago begun investigating the scarletization of that vast grassland.

They found the reason, although they were not clear about the deeper principles behind it all, and attributed it to divine grace.

In this golden province full of ruins, temples were built one after another. A large number of goblins and human captives transported from the front line were beheaded on the altars, and their blood flowed into pools of blood.

A period of rest.

This still bright red blood will be spilled all over this land.

The sprouting trees were dyed scarlet, and the once vast wheat fields began to be crawling with weeds that were somewhat red. Occasionally, one or two wheat stalks poked their heads out from the soil, and the ears of wheat that were produced were also a unique bright red.

Goblins were released into the area.

In this strange environment, these guys were running around, and the rats were not interested in them most of the time.

They lurk underground and in the messy ruins.

If you only look at what's on the surface, you might even think that this scarlet color is closely related to those whining goblins, and that they are the masters of this land.

Until the day of harvest.

Rat farmers of all sizes appeared from everywhere, harvesting the ripe crops.

Farmers have made some progress in their farming techniques.

They now actively create a suitable growing environment for their crops, dig out rivers, plant more suitable forage shrubs, and buy some of the lowest quality cave mushrooms to supplement their diet.

Moving towards a intensive production model.

The ratmen in the Golden Province developed rapidly. In the second year of the war, they already had enough capacity to supply slave rats and a certain number of ratmen warriors to the front battlefield.

However, it is normal to develop quickly. After all, the Golden Province is now one of the areas controlled by the ratmen that is closest to the war zone. In the dividends brought by the brutal war, such a development speed is not a strange thing.

In fact, it was not just the Golden Province that reaped the benefits of the war. On Hurricane Island, a huge port city sprang up. It was a young rat city and a rare surface city. In order to better maintain the rat warships that arrived here, and also taking into account the not-so-favorable mining conditions on the island, the Big Claw Priest who built this city built the Hurricane Port into a surface city.

This young city also prospered as the war progressed.

The towering chimneys, the huge cranes, the small and crowded residential areas piled together, everything seems a bit messy, probably because the city did not expect to become so prosperous in the early stage of its construction.

All this happened in three years.

(End of this chapter)