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Milagrenno, the capital of art, the old world fashion art center, historical and cultural city, the four major economic and trade centers of the old world (Marinburg, Magritte, Haimenguan and Pordro), has its own best A proud symbol of history, culture and civilization.

As we all know, the settlements of most people in the old world were actually built on the ruins of the elves, Tyrell is no exception, but Milagrenno is indeed not a relic of the elven empire. The people here are in the original territory. After the destruction of Titus (now Skaven City), he moved eastward and established a settlement in Milagrenno.

To be fair, Milagrenno is not a very safe place. In the north, the city often faces the territorial claims of the greedy Breton knights, due to some historical reasons that cannot be verified. In the empire and Brittany, there are often nobles who declare that they are the orthodox heirs of Milagrino and initiate a declaration war.

In addition to the threat from the north, the withered swamps located in the west often have some two-thirds the size of rats infested, although Tyrell scholars have repeatedly studied that there may be a creature called the "Skaven Ratman" They exist, but these scholars are either easily killed accidentally or the literature is especially easy to lose. Therefore, the study of the Skaven was intermittently and finally interrupted after a major plague in 1812 in the imperial calendar. Even so, Milagliano’s The "rodent battalion", also known as the "professional mouse trap", was called up to deal with these "giant rats."

In the early spring season, Miragrino, which is located further south, has woken up from the winter. The whole city is prosperous and full of vitality as always. Travelers, adventurers, mercenaries, and businessmen from all directions gather in Mirag Linuo, started a new day of activities.

It is true that all kinds of intelligence are continuously coming into Tyrell from all directions. For example, the Chaos Army in the north has entered Kislov, for example, the Elector of Silvania Manfred announced The independence of the empire, for example, the Bretonians seem to have won a war with the pointed ears recently. As the economic and trade center of the old world, the Tyrells naturally know these things.

But knowing this is one thing, whether you really care or not, this is another thing. It turns out that the Tyrells really don’t care about these things. The city of Milagrenno has encountered the most in history. A serious disaster is an inexplicable large-scale plague that took away two-thirds of the population. The city has never been seriously threatened or fallen.

Especially after the famous engineering master Leonardo-Milagrenno became famous in 2000 in the imperial calendar, the defenses of Milagrenno became stronger and stronger, the trenches of the city were wide and deep, and the city walls were also Specially designed to maximize defensive shelling positions, these projects were also designed by the genius Leonardo, this is the last masterpiece before he saw the emperor serve the empire.

After that, the princes of Miragrino continued to strengthen the defense of the city, making everyone have absolute confidence in the city.

The problem of the Yankee will be solved by the Empire, Mrs. Keisler, and the Bretonians.

It’s about us?

Keep playing music, keep dancing~

In the "Red Devil" bar in Milagino, a group of people are chanting. They are nobles from the Empire. The leader is the Duke of the Empire, Leopold-von-Strochem, who has been in his 30s this year. Years old, was a Duke of Wesson. Because he was dissatisfied with the military control of Emmanuel the Empire and Baron Frederick’s ransacking of his home, Duke Leopold chose to live in Tyrell. He wanted to freedom of.

Mixed with Duke Leopold is a group of children of military aristocrats of the empire. As children of military aristocrats, they are in such a dark environment and surrounded by enemies. Of course, they are not wastes who have never been on the battlefield. They just come. Pleasure, they hate Noor’s curfew and sergeant control, hate restrictions on the distribution of alcohol and various entertainment activities.

"Forthefreedom!" Duke Leopold raised his glass, and he laughed heartily: "Masters! For freedom!"

"Cheers for freedom!" The children of military aristocrats and the mercenary leaders of Tyrell all toasted together. The scene was very lively. People were eating steak and drinking wine together, and there was even a servant from Arabi. The captain of the army, Kusay Mustafa, an Arabi Pasha, leader of the Arabi legendary mercenary group Sipahi heavy cavalry regiment, Mustafa accepted the employment of Duke Leopold this time, Responsible for protecting the safety of this group of people, hearing Duke Leopold’s words, wrapped in a white scarf and a scimitar, the graceful Mustafa spread his hands: "?erefe!"

"?Erefe!" The Arabisip Paxi heavy cavalry present toasted one after another.

On the stage of the bar, a famous singer is singing a popular song "The Wind Is Up".

"I used to find myself in the world, and I want to fulfill this story~"

"No real or fake left~ no struggle~ I love him deeply~"

"You have entrusted half of your life to her and dedicated a country to her~"

"The heart moves, let's go with the wind~"

"Good! Good!" The group of people applauded frantically, drunk and unhappy.

"Fuck, TMD, **** Ryan, not only slept with our prince, but also didn't want to marry her! The prince actually agreed stupidly, why didn't I encounter such a good thing?" Duke Leopold Already a little dizzy, it shook its head and said, "Capk? Why is it so noisy outside?"

"My Duke, it's mainly a group of Amazon women coming outside, arguing with the guards. They seem to be anxious to say something, but there is no translation. Who can understand what the savages in the rain forest are saying? "His personal guard came in from the outside, and said helplessly: "It's night, so late, where can I find an interpreter?"

"It's so noisy! Take these pieces of meat and bones and tell them to get out!" the Duke shouted.

"Yes!"

After a while, the group of Amazon women left angrily, and everyone did not continue to care, but continued to enjoy a happy moment.

A few hours later, when the time came to midnight, Xie Yue Mosrib had never been so bright and so dazzling like today, shrouding Milagrenno under the moonlight.

Something seems to be moving in the dark slums, dirty sewers, river branches, and hidden corners of the cities.

Damn rat! The rodent eradication brigade in Milagrino City was dispatched under the complaints of the citizens and mercenary chiefs. Several teams left amid complaints about overtime and bargaining over salary.

Then no one saw them again, and the commotion in the dark continued.

When Duke Leopold was about to drink with his friends for a long time, a strange bell was ringing.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

The ringing of the bell disrupted the rhythm of the band and the singer, and the beautiful music became harsh. Duke Leopold was so angry that he threw the silver utensils on the table to the ground, got up and kicked the door of the tavern, yelling: "Charlemagne The **** is on, are these nannies sick? It's midnight, I ring your mother's clock?!"

"Yesyes~"

"Yesyesyesyesyes"

"Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes~"

"Dododododododo~"

"Diediediediediediedie~"

The Duke needs to talk about it. A mouse larger than a bowl rushed past him. The furious Duke lifted his foot and directly trampled the mouse to pieces. The juice of blood and internal organs was so cheap that his pants and boot soles were everywhere. Both: "damnit!"

"Good!" The children of military aristocrats who were watching the Duke's performance applauded.

However, in the next scene, everyone's applause disappeared instantly.

From the mouth of the sewer, from within the river, from all sorts of underpasses, from the dark corners of the slums to the holes and cracks in the walls.

Countless groups of rats came out, and they formed a torrent of gray, brown, and black. At first there were only three or five heads, then a dozen heads, and then hundreds. The streets and buildings are flooded.

The Duke of Leopold shivered suddenly, his wine soaked up. Although he was a hedonist, his muscle memory of serving in the army of Wesson and Noor was still there. The Duke turned back and ran into the bar. Kicked on the door and immediately blocked the door with a table: "Brothers! The situation is not good, copy guys! Ready to fight!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh!" In the house, who has never been to the battlefield? One by one they yelled in fear and excitement, and immediately began to put on their equipment and prepare to fight. The Sipahi heavy cavalry from Arabi also immediately realized that the situation was not good. The musket was loaded, the armor was prepared, and the scimitar was taken out.

The shopkeepers, waiters, bands, and singers in the house screamed and tried to escape, but soon they found rat tides everywhere.

Milaglino woke up. People fled for their lives in panic and screaming. In the beginning, some people tried to deal with mice. They used sticks, shovel, pitchfork and spear, and even stomped them with their feet and fists.

Perhaps this can kill one or two mice, but more mice will rush to people along the pants and sticks, bite down by their pointed front teeth, pierce the skin, and taste the flesh and blood.

The rats bit off their fingers, bit their eyes, and ate their ears. Then these people were submerged in the rat tide, and within two minutes, there was only one bone left.

Where have the southerners seen such a scene? The Tyrells, who have been living for a long time, have already shaken their feet and feel at a loss. They rushed to close the door, close the window, and hide under the cabinet or table, shivering, toward their belief in the goddess of war, Mirmidi. Ya, Valenna, goddess of justice, or Tyrell’s native **** pray.

"Boom boom boom~" The door of the room was shaking vigorously. Duke Leopold and the others finally finished wearing them. When Mustafa tried to open the door, hundreds of rats rushed in as the door bounced open. !

"Let!" The Duke immediately ordered. The children of military aristocrats held Molotov cocktails made on-site with temporary use of alcohol and rags and slammed them toward the door. In an instant, hundreds of mice were swallowed by flames! Burn to ashes in the purification of flames!

"For Charlemagne, for the empire!" The Duke wore the just-made Miragrino full-body plate armor, raised the stainless steel long sword in his hand, and was the first to rush out of the bar door. He swung his sword A dozen mice were chopped into two pieces.

"Kill! Kill the mice!" This group of military noble children and Arab mercenaries are all professionally trained in military affairs. They rushed out of the bar and killed the rats indiscriminately. These mice bullied It's okay to bully civilians. Naturally, there is no chance to deal with these professional soldiers. In less than ten minutes, the nearby rat tide is almost cleared, and the remaining rats dare not approach.

"Damn! Damn! What the **** is going on? Where are so many mice?" Duke Leopold pierced a mouse with a sword, looked up, and was stunned.

The whole city is burning, and more scavenger troops appear.

The first group of slave rats appeared in groups. These madly hungry lowest-level rats often only had a spear or a knife in their hands, but they were the craziest and most hungry. Hundreds of slave rats were drowned in an instant. In this city of Milagerino, as long as they see anything that can be eaten, they are all rushing up. Food, livestock, humans and even leather products and straw. A strong sense of hunger is the only factor that urges them to act. Wherever he went, there were only bones and voids.

Of course, the mobs are the mobs, and their ferocity and cruelty will collapse and escape if they meet a slight decent resistance.

Milagliano has been in peace for a long time, and the city defense forces are still preparing to fight inside the city walls and barracks. Some of the guards have reacted, but they still have a long way to go to save the city. However, there are some famous mercenary groups in the city~ www.ltnovel.com~ The reaction of these mercenary groups was even faster than that of the defenders in the city. They began to resist with buildings, manors, and temples as defense systems.

All this did not go beyond the expectations of the Skaven Rat Marshal Paskrit, who was in charge of Tyrell's attack.

"Yes~Yes, humans, human things, delicious, delicious~"

The battle flag was waved, and the new Skaven army was dispatched.

After hundreds of teams of slave rats, there are a huge number of clan rats. These rats have begun to possess rune shields, decent weapons and simple armors. Under the orders of General Marshal Paskrit, they have begun to storm the city. The human army in resistance.

"I want to start the fire~ some more wind~"

Team after team of Skaven Dimensional Stone Flamethrower teams appeared. They began to ignite all the buildings in the entire city with Dimensional Stone Flames, and then the Wind Grenadiers, these Skaven rats with gas masks on their faces. People smashed glass **** filled with plague gas from the Pestillon clan of the plague into the building one by one. As long as the trapped breathed these poisonous gases, erythema festered all over the body, and soon lost the ability to fight and became A delicious meal of the rat man.

The gutter-running rats of the Ai Xin family moved quickly through the cracks in the building, looking for a suitable target.

Of course, the Maud family also has to make a contribution. As the ground explodes one after another big pit, a rat troll jumps out of the hole, smashing the human soldiers into flesh with one punch.

"For the Council of Thirteen! For the Horned Rat!" General Marshal Pascrete spreads out his arms, and the evil moon Moss Libu shines: "Yes~yes! Let us burn and burn this city to ashes. !"

"Humans play, stuff! No, hairless guys, all die and die!"