From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 67: Rat People Never Mourn the Dead (Monthly Ticket Plus 26)

Under Fire's command, the two armies of Gnolls and Swamp Murlocs rushed towards a certain location in the wetlands.

The giant beast soaring in the sky is still driving away the fleeing ratmen in the swamp.

It seemed to be consciously driving the fleeing ratmen troops in a certain direction.

Naturally, the rat warlords hiding in the army felt that something was wrong.

Being driven in a certain direction by the enemy is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

But if any rat warlord tries to take command, the giant beast that descends from the sky will take his life without hesitation.

It seems like everything is heading towards the worst.

It was just the rat-man commander-in-chief who was mingling in the rat-man army, the newly appointed commander-in-chief.

Shu Zhan was not panicked by this.

"Go ahead and chase me, idiot. There will be a surprise waiting for you!"

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After the Battle of Old Qi City.

Swarms of rats were scattered all over the area. Even though Rat War had run around here to gather his troops, because he did not stay for too long, there were still quite a few rats left active in this area.

However, Shu Zhan had already left with the main force, and this group of guys could essentially be considered abandoned.

And as time goes by, these abandoned ratmen are quickly gathering into groups.

A single ratman cannot survive in this harsh area, so the surviving ratmen can only gather into groups.

However, it is foreseeable that in the near future, with the destruction of the wetland kingdom and the erosion of the difficult living conditions in this wetland, these poor abandoned guys will eventually disappear.

Until a group of ratmen led by a ratman priest returned to the vicinity of the old Qi City and quickly gathered these scattered ratman troops.

With the reinforcement of these poor abandoned guys, the team led by the ratman priest suddenly expanded a lot.

Returning to the rat pack also brought relief to these poor abandoned creatures.

What they didn't know was that this honorable priest had returned to the enemy's territory not specifically to save them.

On the contrary, the results may be quite the opposite.

After simply determining the direction, this fanatical ratman priest excitedly led the team to bypass the old Qi City, and then ran straight into the deeper parts of the wetland.

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Although they were driven away by the black dragon beasts along the way, the ratman army was still slowly withdrawing from this terrible wetland.

Although the speed was greatly delayed.

Along the way, Shu Zhan did not show up, as if he had disappeared. Even the fire in the sky seemed to be doubting whether his guess was wrong.

Perhaps, the ratman general was not in the ratman army at all, but had already abandoned the army with his personal guards and secretly left.

But no matter what, since preparations have been made, Huo is ready to completely destroy the rat army in front of him.

The kobolds and swamp murlocs had already met at the location given by the fire, and before the rat army retreated, they were blocking the last leg of the rat army's escape.

It's the border between wetlands and forests.

Just waiting for the arrival of the rat army.

It seemed that the outcome was doomed. How could this panicked, madly driven, and frantic rat army deal with an ambush?

What if the ambush also involves a dragon beast that the ratmen have no way of dealing with?

It was obvious that an unprecedented defeat was about to happen.

Right at the edge of the forest and wetlands.

The rat expeditionary force that was about to escape stopped. These rats, who had been running wildly for days, had deep fatigue on their faces and bloodshot eyes.

The expeditionary force, which had just set out and was unstoppable under the leadership of Shu Zhan, was now in a state of disgrace. Of the original huge number of 80,000, only about 20,000 were left.

Countless ratmen were thrown into the wetlands during the war, and whether they won or lost, they were always accompanied by death.

Most of the dead were ratmen.

Unknowingly, the number of ratmen warriors and young ratmen who fell in this swamp may be more than the total number of the three races of lizardmen, snakemen and kobolds in the wetland kingdom.

A deep sense of confusion reverberated throughout the entire Skaven army. They certainly would not mourn for their dead compatriots, whether they were Skaven warlords, Skaven priests, Skaven warriors or young Skavens.

The dead ratmen, the dead many ratmen, could not make these guys feel even a little sad.

Rat people don't mourn for rat people.

But they value their lives.

But at this moment, there was obviously no other choice, on the last stretch of the journey leaving the wetlands.

A huge number of troops were deployed and blocked the way forward.

If they retreated, they would also be intercepted by the giant dragon swooping down from the sky.

Now, the rats have nowhere to escape.

But that's not a good thing.

The pairs of bloodshot eyes were gradually becoming bloodshot, intense emotions were rising, and even the fatigue from running for several days was briefly left behind.

The scarlet eyes stared at the shadowy enemies in front of him. The joy and relief of escaping death were interrupted in an instant. Fear crept back into his heart, accompanied by a desperate brutality.

The chaotic and echoing emotions gradually suppressed the rat people's ability to think.

A simple description.

This group of rat people were forced into a corner.

Gradually, some ratmen are slowly entering a state of frenzy, their eyes are completely red, and they seem to be going crazy on their own without the help of the ratman priests.

And finally after a sharp scream.

The noisy sound swept over all the ratmen warriors present like a wave.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

"Damn it! Damn it!

"I'm going to cut off their tails!"

"For the gods!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

If we use a simple word to describe the current state of these rat people.

So probably, crazy.

Under the pressure of those damn lizardmen, all these ratmen went crazy.

At this moment, the cowardly nature has been completely suppressed.

The rats rushed towards the ogres and swamp murlocs that were blocking their way, gesticulating wildly.

The ferocious appearance scared the swamp fishmen who were originally looking at these strange ratmen curiously.

But then, something even more frightening happened when the rats swarmed forward.

The swamp fishmen who were the vanguard collided with the crazy ratmen in panic, and the bone sticks they were waving in their hands were snatched away directly.

During the days of fleeing, the rats had already thrown away all their belongings in order to run faster.

Be it weapons, armor, or the tail necklace that symbolizes glory, they were all thrown away just to run faster, just to survive.

At this time, the things in the hands of these swamp fishmen just became a supplement.

After snatching the bone stick and knocking down the fishman, and letting his animality completely overwhelm his wisdom, the ratman's behavior became more like that of a real rat.

After a long period of fleeing, these guys had not eaten for a very long time.

The rising hunger had no restraint in the surging animality.

What they were facing at this time was the weak murloc. Regardless of the smelly mucus on its body and the environment it was in, they were no longer afraid of the dangers around them. The first group of crazy rats that collided with the swamp murloc bit it without hesitation.

Screams of pain were already echoing across the battlefield, but they were not coming from the ratmen.

Instead, it came from the fish people who were being eaten alive.

This brutal scene stunned the swamp fish people who were used to using corpses.

(End of this chapter)