From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 376, Steam Tanks and Greystone's Faraday Cage

On the chaotic battlefield, the ratmen and the ghost-eyed people are still fighting day after day.

Death, roar, raised dust, and the hardened and cracked earth dyed with various strange colors by the chaotic elements.

It seems to be an illusion. I always feel that if we dig some soil from the battlefield and fill it into the ratmen's latest magic steam hybrid furnace, it seems that it can be used as fuel.

The war has been going on for a long time, and both sides have lost too many lives on this small piece of land.

The river was about to be filled up by the rats with war machines and the wreckage of battleships. The water was no longer as clear as before, but became turbid and black. It was obviously a big river that was constantly flowing, but in this area, it looked like a dirty and smelly ditch.

Twisted steel structures and debris protruded from the turbid black water like sharp and twisted thorns, spreading unscrupulously on the river surface.

There always has to be a winner and a loser.

There always has to be a winner.

The war priests on the other side of the river almost always kept their eyes on the fortress across the river that was covered with scars, and kept their sneaky eyes on the exhausted human army.

Their tactics are not so brilliant, not so sophisticated, but rather a bit rigid, but they can bring the greatest pressure to that group of heretics, and are most suitable for the current situation of the rat people.

It's just endless pressure, pressure, pressure, and more pressure, not giving that group of humans any chance to breathe, looking for every possible opportunity, pressing, and pressing more.

Just like now.

The war priests sensed a possible opportunity.

Not long ago, an army left this fortress and moved towards the rear. This might have something to do with the flags that were constantly marching across the river, but it undoubtedly caused a slight loophole in the defense of the Youyan people on this fortress line.

These ghost-eyed human warriors were not golems made of steel. They had been seriously lacking in the necessary rest during the long war. The rotation of the battle line depended on the fixed armies that were constantly replaced in the fortress.

And not long ago, one of the armies left this front line.

So? So! More ratmen! More ratmen!
Like this? Will this crush these damned heretics?

This idea came up.

These war priests were not just thinking about this, they really tried it.

Countless young ratmen who were newly incorporated into their army were simply given a simple magic spear and then driven onto the battlefield.

The weapons in the hands of the ratmen have been constantly iterating.

It must be admitted that Graystone has become an absolute key figure in the field of ratmen weapons.

Everything he tinkered with was very special. The magic rifle had become something very exaggerated in constant iteration. When attacking at full load, it could even penetrate the steel golems created by human mages for their own mage towers or spell nodes on the battlefield.

And the most important thing is that Graystone's works are naturally endowed with a temperament that seems incompatible with the ratman's technological line.

Reliability. The weapons he developed are actually reliable and safe.

This made the rat people's gun-carrying team gradually gain a great reputation on the battlefield. With the upgrading of weapons and the continuous improvement of the shooting level after the gun-carrying team survived the battlefield time and time again.

As for why these gun-carrying teams were able to survive the battlefield time and time again, it was probably because the weapons in their hands could shoot far enough.

Some of the experienced guys were constantly approaching the elite units, standing in the corners of the battlefield, in the hard-to-observe edge corners, accurately sniping and killing the commanders and mages of the Ghost-Eyed Humans and some tricky targets on the battlefield.

Of course, there are only a few gun-carrying teams that can do this. Most of the guys are better at staying in the safe corners behind the main force, raising their magic guns and making a few more precise suppressive attacks on the enemy while dancing.

And sometimes it is inevitable to inflict heavy damage on friendly forces.

Well, let me put it this way, the battlefield needs these noisy guys, but it can’t have all of them like this.

The majority on the battlefield are the unfortunate ones who charge forward with great difficulty. And it is obvious that in today's war, even these cannon fodders had better hold something in their hands.

The spear can no longer be used as a primary weapon.

Faced with such a problem, the industrial zone of Waste City took the lead in coming up with a solution, the Cannon Fodder Type I magic rifle, with a simple structure, just an iron pipe engraved with magic patterns and a trigger. Yes, that's it, a magic rifle was produced.

The quality is extremely poor. According to tests, the actual service life of a brand new cannon fodder type 1 can only support it to launch about ten to fifteen magic beams.

And this is just the test result under optimal conditions. The more realistic situation is that these crude iron pipes are likely to disintegrate themselves before ten shots are fired. The more realistic situation is that in a battle, the war priests will probably only give the young guys holding these cannon fodders a piece of inferior soul stone that is only enough for three shots.

That's enough. All these shortcomings bring it some outstanding advantages that are difficult to ignore, such as extremely low cost, production difficulty and lightness.

As long as you casually throw out one or two hundred blood mushrooms, those big claw priests will immediately be able to provide you with a batch of cannon fodder that is enough to arm a thousand-man army. It can even be said that the inferior green soul crystals used as ammunition and the transportation costs of the big claw priests are more expensive than these broken iron pipes.

Its production difficulty is so low that it is outrageous. As long as you want, any industrial zone in the Ratman Empire has the ability to produce tens of thousands of such broken water pipes in a day, and this is just the minimum.

If the industrial areas of the Underground Rat City and the Waste City were to put aside other things and concentrate on producing such broken water pipes, it would probably not take many days for even the vast number of slave rats in the Ratman Empire to be able to have a magic rifle in hand.

Under such circumstances, the power of this cannon fodder type is not low, but it is definitely far inferior to what Gray Stone has tinkered with, whether in terms of distance, accuracy and power.

However, compared with the magic firearms commonly equipped by the Youyan human soldiers, although there is also a big gap in shooting distance and accuracy, to put it simply, this broken water pipe has no accuracy at all. Whether it can hit the target beyond ten meters depends basically on luck, but the power is slightly better.

Although it had various problems, due to its low cost and easy production, this simple magical firearm quickly became a regular weapon of the ratman army.

For every young ratman who is newly incorporated into the army, his first weapon is probably this Cannon Fodder No. 1, and his last weapon will probably also be this Cannon Fodder No. 1.

At this moment on the battlefield.

The young ratmen warriors rushed to the battlefield amid the shouts and curses of the war priests, and crawled out of the trenches, fortresses and ruins. In fear, many of them would use up all their ammunition at once.

The green beams of light scattered in the sky, and the effect was good. At least this round of magic beams scattered in the sky could temporarily suppress everything on the battlefield. No one wanted to be killed by these randomly scattered beams. It could prevent these young guys from being killed in large numbers by fierce attacks when they just climbed out of the trenches.

Various kinds of berserk spells were cast.

The group of war priests were still shouting wildly.

"For the gods, for the great gods!"

"Kill these heretics, kill these heretics!"

"Rush! Hurry for me!"

The young rats with red eyes began their own charge. The wreckage of the war equipment and rat warships sunk in the river had become a real bridge, making it no longer difficult for the rats to cross the river.

The young rats were jumping and running wildly on the ruins on the river.

Such scenes have occurred many times in this area, and everyone is familiar with it.

Various kinds of magic cannons were pushed onto the battlefield by the Dark Eye human race.

During these long years, they were able to keep the rats trapped by relying on their absolute advantage in firepower.

The rat people are far behind in this respect. Even though their lightning cannons have undergone repeated upgrades and modifications, they are still far inferior to the magic cannons of the Ghost-Eye people.

This situation did not change until the emergence of magic-resistant armor.

Amidst a terrifying roar, a huge steam tank broke through the ground and appeared on the battlefield. Terrifying black smoke continuously spewed out from the large chimney behind its butt, and there was even a faint flash of green lightning.

This is the current highest technological achievement of the ratmen, the new favorite of the Big Claw Priests, and a steel behemoth that moves fiercely on the battlefield.

Steam tank.

And this is not an ordinary steam tank, but a specially modified steam tank with aquatic capabilities.

Amid the terrifying roar, the entire battlefield focused its attention.

Perhaps describe this shocking scene.

Including the Soul Lightning Tower it carries, the data of this steam tank is: length, 25 meters, width, 12 meters, and height, 15 meters.

What kind of concept is this? It's like a metal monster that is eight stories long, four stories wide, and six stories high, covered with thick gears, spewing black steam, and has irregular and rough surface armor. At the same time, it slowly opens the turret protection cover in front of you and begins to burst out deep green lightning.

Not to mention anything else, just the appearance is an eye-catcher.

In fact, it was not unexpected. Before the steam tank entered the river amidst the black smoke, various magic cannons in the fortress began to concentrate fire on it.

One after another, vortexes of magic rose up around the steam tank, but when the smoke dissipated, the terrifying roar remained the same.

You can vaguely hear the sharp laughter of the Big Claw Priest on the steam tank.

The protective cover on the turret slowly opened as the huge gears turned, and the terrifying tower wrapped in green lightning was completely revealed on the battlefield.

The ratmen's steam tank does not have a conventional turret. Instead, it has a lightning tower that can resist magic cannon fire to a certain extent. This tower is the steam tank's defense method as well as its weapon.

More intense black smoke spread out from the tail of the steam tank, and the green lightning on the tower began to vibrate violently.

It began to spread irregularly, gradually covering the entire battlefield. Not only did the humans feel uneasy about the blue lightning, but the rats on the battlefield were even more afraid of it.

They panicked and tried to escape from the spreading green lightning, but they were still enveloped by the lightning field that spread across the battlefield.

They screamed in fear until they suddenly realized that nothing seemed to happen to them, they did not die, they did not become that kind of dull human flesh, and they were not even in pain.

No, it’s not that nothing happened. The hair on their bodies seemed to stand up one by one, and they suddenly found that the magic rifles in their hands began to heat up.

In the pain, he instinctively threw the weapon in his hand away.

And it wasn't just the magic rifles in their hands. In the entire battlefield, in the area covered by green lightning, all the magic weapons, whether they were magic rifles, magic cannons, or the magic patterns engraved on the fortress, all had different reactions.

The roar that enveloped the entire battlefield paused.

This was the first time that a steam tank of this type appeared on the battlefield.

When Graystone was iterating on the lightning cannon, he discovered a special situation. In this special situation, the soul energy that should have been gathered and fired would suddenly begin to disperse violently, forming a strange and unstable lightning field. In this field, all magical energies would also become unstable.

This tower was designed based on this discovery.

Based on the friendly relationship between the temple guards and Graystone, this weapon was delivered to the battlefield as soon as possible.

It really has a very good effect.

The already chaotic elements in this area became even more manic and active in this diffuse lightning field, and all the magical creations on the battlefield gradually dimmed and lost their original functions.

Losing magic is not a terrible thing for the rat people, but it is different for those heretics.
Yes, it's a scary thing.

The war priests pushed more ratmen onto the battlefield in excitement, and the ratmen began to run wildly with loud shouts.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

"For the gods! For the great gods!"

(End of this chapter)