From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 446: Three Hundred Blood Coins for a Kid

Yellow sand star.

If Shazao were asked to describe what he had experienced in the past three months, he could only say that it was like a dream.

After a period of feeding, the ratmen warriors who were traveling back and forth in the small oases gave out something different, some recruitment notices. Those colorful papers were printed with all kinds of colors that were difficult for these wastelanders to understand, but were extremely eye-catching.

The overly saturated and brightly colored images on the flyer were able to immediately attract the attention of those guys struggling in the wasteland. It was also accompanied by a small speaker that played a sound in a loop. This was the recruitment form given by the rats.

The rat people are recruiting these wastelanders, and the condition they offer is a box of thirty canned mushrooms per month, and also free food and accommodation.

This is a very cheap number. Even if you want to recruit those rat boys from the slums and recruit these guys into the Imperial Army, you still have to pay money and blood gold coins to those rat masters. As for food and other things, they are often supplied without limit. You don't have to worry about how many of these conditions can be fulfilled later, but at least, he has to make promises during the conscription stage and pay a conscription fee at the same time.

To recruit an ordinary rat boy who has no disabilities and is not too short, the master will have to spend at least three hundred blood gold coins to recruit him. If the rat boy has more skills, the price will be increased a little.

Are three hundred blood coins a lot? Actually, not much. It is just enough for a rat family in the slums to live a slightly more affluent life for a year, and enough to replace a crude mechanical prosthesis. But after all, to recruit these unlucky guys, the rat bigwigs still have to pay some cost.

However, the rat people were only willing to hire these wastelanders at the price of one can of mushrooms a day. Undoubtedly, it was extremely cheap, but what was unexpected was that since the first day the flyer was distributed, more and more rat wastelanders came here to visit.

The ratmen did not provide a pick-up service. They simply occupied a medium-sized oasis a little later on the war front. This was the training ground.

Even if you want to be a rat man's dog, you have to run to the dog farm yourself.

The arrogance of the attitude is evident, but this is the situation. Because of the official signs and the large-scale training of the Sand Rat Legion, the plan was not launched so quickly. This recruitment was just a test of the feasibility by the rat affairs officers.

Many things are not ready.

The weapons catalog provided, equipment restrictions, and the right instructors to choose.

These were just a rough outline that was hastily worked out, and everything was somewhat experimental in nature. After all, training indigenous troops was the first time in the history of the rat people.

Those ratmen bigwigs have never been short of qualified cannon fodder in the past, and even now, the numerous ratmen boys in the slums only need to sprinkle some blood coins, and these guys will be sent to the battlefield continuously, and it is almost impossible for shortages or exhaustion to occur, and there will not even be a price increase.

In that horrific civil war, the Ratman Empire actually mobilized only the three planets close to the Shenqi Star, but it was these three planets that single-handedly bore all the troop consumption in the ten-year civil war. They were almost like leeks, inexhaustible and endless. After ten years of fighting, the price of the sign did not change much, and it was still 300 blood gold coins.

With such horrible human resources, these guys don't need anyone to be their dogs at all, and they won't go to the trouble of trying to train and accept the indigenous races.

Two years ago, along with the elimination of the last underground stone shell monster nest under the Black Iron Star, the former overlord of the Black Iron Star, the stone shell monster clan covered with solid stone shells and with infinite strength, were completely swept into the garbage dump of history and declared extinct.

This is the normal attitude of the rat people towards the indigenous races.

But it is obvious that things have changed on this Yellow Sand Planet.

What caught the rat affairs officers off guard was that there were so many gerbils that they came, too many. Originally, they only planned to recruit 20,000 to 50,000 gerbils for this initial attempt.

In fact, in the judgment of these rat affairs officers, they are most likely not satisfied with the recruitment of 20,000 sand rats. After all, that is what they are given. Those who want to participate have to rely on an ambiguous map to find their way here. In such a situation, they should not be able to recruit many talents. With such judgment, the series of preparations are naturally not rushed, but are proceeding slowly.

But how should I put it? The actual situation is sometimes indeed a little unpredictable.

There were a lot of gerbils coming, or rather, there were too many gerbils coming. Twenty thousand? Far more than that!
Fifty thousand? Far more than that!
One hundred thousand? This number is even bolder!
In the end, the rats recruited a total of 250,000 gerbils. How to say it, if all these recruited natives were trained, they would be close to half of the total army strength deployed by the rats on this planet.

The rats wanted to recruit some cannon fodder, but they didn't expect to recruit so many cannon fodder. Moreover, this was the result after the rat officers responsible for recruiting the gerbils set extremely strict recruitment standards after they realized something was wrong.

No, why are there so many gerbil people in this place!
This doesn't make sense!
This situation is still the fault of the rat affairs officers. They simply inferred the density of the sand rats in this area based on the data provided by the reconnaissance fleet, and then gave an indicator very simply.

They overlooked a lot of things. One was the survival strategy of these gerbil wastelanders, and the other was the spontaneous large-scale migration of these wastelanders under the influence of this war.

The days spent in the vast desert accompanied by death have made these gerbil wastelanders' strategies for their offspring somewhat barbaric and desolate.

A pair of gerbil couples will reproduce without restrictions during the entire pregnancy period. Moreover, these guys' blood is related to the rat people. Their fertility is not much worse than that of the rat people, and they do not have the self-limiting name inheritance strategy of the rat people.

When a rat family gets a qualified heir, they will stop giving birth and raising new offspring and instead begin to concentrate resources on training that heir.

As for these gerbil wastelanders, they will continue to give birth throughout the entire pregnancy period and raise all their children. The reproduction strategies of ratmen and gerbils, or to be more precise, ratmen and gerbil wastelanders are different. Compared with these guys, ratmen can be said to have taken the elite route.

A large number of children certainly cannot be raised forever. If they are living in a period of abundance, then everything is fine, and these gerbil boys may still be able to experience the warmth of family. But if they encounter times of disaster, war, or famine, then these gerbil boys will have to leave the oasis where they were born and drift into the boundless yellow sand like dandelions.

This is a survival strategy. Every adult gerbil couple will continuously push their children into the yellow sand throughout their lives.

Among the countless gerbil boys, perhaps only a few can truly take root in this yellow world, like dandelion seeds.

This strategy allowed these lowly wastelanders to survive tenaciously on this post-wasteland planet that is not very suitable for survival.

But the arrival of the rats changed the situation. The leaflets they distributed intercepted the countless dandelion seeds that were about to be blown into the yellow world. These gerbils, who should have been consumed by the harsh natural environment and had little left, rushed towards the rats in a fanatical manner after hearing that canned food was being distributed.

After all, they are not stupid. No matter how terrible the war is, it is not much worse than the yellow sand all over the sky. What's more, they can get some mushrooms to eat here among the rat people.

So, that's it.

"Let's go! Let's go get some canned mushrooms from the Rat Man!"

During this conversation, countless sand rat boys gathered towards the rat man.

And this is just one of the reasons that led to such a terrorist recruitment campaign.

Of course, the other reason is also related to the rats. If the influx of those sand rat boys can only be attributed to the rat affairs officers' unclear investigation, then the second reason is also something that the rat affairs officers did not expect.

The First Expeditionary Fleet's war against the War Fortress led to a massive migration of the Gerbils. It was normal for such a situation to occur. After all, out of instinct, intelligent life forms will always flee from danger, war, and death.

But a strange thing happened. It was not the gerbils in the rat-occupied area who fled madly, but the gerbils in the area controlled by the war fortress who fled madly to the rat-controlled area.

It is also a strange sight. This situation of fleeing from one's own people and running to the other side can only mean that compared with outsiders, one's own people know how to deal with one's own people better.

At the beginning, the rats just randomly swept the oases and settlements of the wastelanders in that area, and even such actions ended quickly.

The war fortress on the opposite side really started conscripting men. They were waving their sickles high in the air, harvesting, destroying and capturing the wastelander settlements within their sphere of influence without any mercy in order to deal with the advance of the rats.

Their actions were much more brutal than the rat people's painless raids.

That's true. They demolished the houses, captured all the people, and set fire to them. They did everything except filling up the water holes in these small oases. And not only that, these guys would squat in the ruins, send out drones to patrol the desert, and massacre those wastelanders who wanted to avoid conscription.

Resources are being concentrated madly. In such a situation, even the rat people are also carrying out raids, but in comparison, the rat people are more advantaged, not to mention that the rat people have now stopped their raids.

The ratmen's military strength is simply not enough to support complete control of the occupied areas.

These guys who escaped from the war fortress rushed into the rat-controlled area madly, and also became the source of troops that actively flocked to the rat-men.

Two hundred and fifty thousand is far from the limit of these wastelanders. In the future, this number is expected to increase. Moreover, this is the case when the ratmen's requirements are too strict. If they are slightly relaxed, the number of recruits is estimated to double.

In just a few days, the rat affairs officers were in trouble. Everyone knew that recruiting so many gerbils was risky. The rats had too few ground troops and were simply unable to effectively control so many gerbil troops.

This was a huge risk, and the matter was beyond the capabilities of the Rat Affairs Officers. As a last resort, the matter began to be reported upwards layer by layer. Not long after, a report on the matter was delivered to Qi.

So what choice will Qi make?
Amid the trembling expressions of his two ratman deputy captains, Qi flipped through the report.

It's not surprising that this matter was reported by the two of them, because these two guys are actually the two leaders of the rat affairs officers in the First Expeditionary Fleet. This is one of the reasons why Qi has never worried about being betrayed by them.

Without real military power and troops, it will be useless even if you have a lot of mouthpieces and managers.

Qi did not get angry about this unexpected situation. Instead, his response was to continue recruiting.

"Train them for three months and then send them to the battlefield!"

Compared to those expensive and brave fools, there is no doubt that these gerbils are something that does not need to be cared about no matter how many of them die. To be honest, he does not understand why such a small matter is brought to him so solemnly by these two guys and he has to make a decision by himself.

The First Expeditionary Fleet, these huge warships, are all floating high in the sky. What would happen if there were a few more of these lowly guys?

All we can say is that times have changed after all.

The once mild-mannered rat warlord has become an out-and-out tyrant in this era.

Did the rat warlords worry about the worthless chips in their hands, or their riots? It seems that they had not. The piles of corpses, the countless piles of corpses, would tell those lowly guys what to do.

Qi is also a real old guy.

………….

It was during this period of time that Shazao was recruited after Qi nodded in agreement.

Before he knew it, he had been training in this vast camp for almost three months, and there were only ten days left to go until three months.

He felt that the days he had spent during this period were just like a dream.

(End of this chapter)