From Skaven to God-King of War

The rat priests arrived at the battlefield.

In order to get these guys involved, the consultations and negotiations were extremely troublesome, but fortunately, the conduct of this war itself was a top priority.

Rat priests arrived at the battlefield one after another, and then an embarrassing scene appeared.

These guys can indeed play a role, but the role they can play is not that much.

Facing the magic cannons that constantly bombarded the positions, the reactions that the rat priests could make were not much different from those of ordinary rats. They fled in a panic, and even these guys were more difficult to resist the chaotic elemental turbulence than ordinary rats.

If ordinary rats were just gradually crystallizing, breaking, and disintegrating into chaotic elemental light spots.

Then these guys in this elemental turbulence were like the inflated balloons, without time to make a wailing sound, their bodies expanded rapidly, and finally exploded violently, accompanied by crystallization and dispersion into a disordered element.

The final result was not particularly different.

But such a heroic scene still seemed a bit too undignified.

The role played is not that much. The addition of the rat priests to the battlefield can indeed make up for the rats' suppression in the middle section.

Various flying spells can effectively suppress the noble coalition trying to seize the front line.

The changes of the times are always so abrupt.

It was so abrupt that the rat priests found that their position on the battlefield began to crumble.

The terrifying catapults and huge siege crossbows, although these things can't catch up with the magic cannons of the ghost-eye people, when they fall into the rapidly built fortresses, they can also hit the incoming noble coalition very well.

These things are still the things with the longest attack distance in the rat war system.

The rat priests' release is far inferior to these terrifying catapults and huge siege crossbows.

Then there are the rat priests.

But in fact, the rats have never been afraid of close-range attrition wars. Before the rat priests arrived at the battlefield, the rats and the noble coalition had fought round after round on this stretch of positions.

The rats failed to gain an advantage, but they did not lose too many fronts.

Relying on batches of rat warriors who were filled into the trenches.

The arrival of the rat priests did not produce any unexpected effects, which was disappointing. How to say it, what these arrogant and mean guys showed was seriously out of touch with their appearance.

They are still so versatile, whether it is maintaining morale, deploying logistics, or suppressing the enemy at medium distance, these guys do a good job.

After the incorporation of batches of rat priests, the entire Eastern Expeditionary Force has become more flexible than twice, like an old machine with lubricating oil, but how to say it, this old machine is still that old machine, just running more flexibly.

Perhaps the rat priests really need to gradually recognize their status and can't always be so high and mighty.

In the tide of the times, anyone who can't change his mentality will be drowned by the waves.

Or maybe the rat priests have already made their choice.

On that vast grassland, in that grand battle, when all those rat priests who radically embraced their former glory were destroyed, the things that the rat priests could choose had already fallen.

Affair officer, logistics, manager, or in other words, the official system.

The positioning of the rat priests has already fallen, but they are now embarrassed on the battlefield and clearly show this point.

To a certain extent, each role and group in the rat empire has its own duties.

The big claw priests are responsible for the resources and industrial output in the rat empire, the rat priests dominate the flow of resources and the operation of various huge empires, the temple guards are responsible for the belief system, and the rat warlords are in foreign wars.

But in fact, the entanglements and relationships between these guys are extremely complex and chaotic and tend to be independent.

Even the most basic big claw priests driven by the rat priests still have a certain degree of independence.

This is not a very easy to describe state. It can be understood as a country where their military, industry, economy, faith or cognition are relatively independent and can even be separated and become independent at any time.

It seems to be a military country, an industrial country, an economic country, and a faith country.

These countries suddenly united together, reached a consensus with each other, and started a desperate foreign war.

This is a very bizarre situation.

But in fact, everything has traces to follow, especially after the war machine started, all rats can benefit from this war.

The rat parliament built by the white rat is a good move.

Such an empire is really easy to cause a chain reaction of divisions due to the failure of a war, but the rat parliament gives all parties a platform to sit down and talk with each other.

This is a kind of easing, a kind of easing that comes from hardship. With the existence of this easing, the various groups of rats can sit down and cooperate even if they lose their ballast one day.

As long as they can sit down.

Then everything is not a big problem, because in the rat parliament, there is still an eternal theme waiting for these guys, interests, desires, and war.

No matter which party dominates the Rat Empire in the end, they will find that they will all crave the gift of the great god and start a grand war.

Perhaps after many years, the rats will truly become a country. After all, the premise has been built by the white rat. As long as they do not encounter the sudden split, cooperation must be the common choice of all rats. After all, a grand war requires the participation of multiple parties. Without that party, the war machine called the Rat Empire will not run so smoothly.

In the long-term rotation of the war machine, perhaps after many years, the rats will truly form a country.

When this twisted war machine called the Rat Empire put all the rats on it and began to roar endlessly.

This is a gift from the white rat to the great god.

It is also the dining etiquette planned by the white rat to persuade the dining etiquette of the food on the plate.

This guy is a crazy wise man.

The addition of the rat priests greatly increased the combat effectiveness of the Eastern Expeditionary Force.

There is just one problem that needs to be solved.

The magic cannon still cannot be handled.

In the shock of the elements, one piece of the ratman battle line after another was washed into a silent place.

Of course, the ratman priests did not want to accept this situation, but they did not want to accept it because there was no other way. Compared with the ghost-eye people, the ratman's spell system is like a primitive man wielding a big stick and a matchlock musketeer in the firearms era.

One has just started, and the other has already knocked on the door of a new era.

Can this be compared? This cannot be compared.

Well, maybe it is not impossible to compare. After all, although the rats are primitive people, they are also a group of primitive people who can play with life and soul, and a group of super primitive people who can light torches with antimatter.

It just takes a little time. The ratman priests who have been too lazy for a long time began to think after welcoming this sudden beating.

They began to think.

Although the war is cruel and ratman priests continue to die on the battlefield, this is not a major event for the ratman priests.

The ratman priests also inherited an advantage that is widely present among the ratmen, more.

Even if they couldn't fill the battlefield in tens of thousands like ordinary ratmen, the intensity of the war was not a serious matter for the rat priests.

Even if the intensity of the war was still rising, and it could be described as cruel, it was still the same.

Think, think.

………….

The war didn't affect everything.

At least on that vast grassland, the rat farmers were still fighting each other.

Scarlet had covered this area completely without knowing it.

Goblin became the most rampant thing on this grassland. You could see these short and noisy guys on the scarlet grass that was almost not an inch.

These guys were the agricultural products of the rats, and they were also becoming the most important products in this vast grassland.

The war was far away from this area, but the killing was gone.

The rats' animal husbandry began to sprout. To be honest, this industry was not safe. The excessive picky about sacrifices made the rats' choices limited. Intelligent creatures were the most basic requirement.

Goblins have become the most widely used choice.

But these noisy little guys are not stable, which is not surprising. The animal husbandry of the rat people is still too rough.

Rebellion is a natural thing.

Perhaps package this matter as a glorious sacrifice, invent a non-existent creed, support the emergence of two goblin kingdoms, provoke war, and then exchange obsolete weapons and various things of unknown value for slaves.

This approach is the safest, but now no rat people have thought about how to more efficiently exploit the livestock in their fences.

These rat farmers themselves have been beaten from rat brains to goblin brains.

Mutual fighting is commonplace, in order to compete for the goblins produced on the land.

These guys are quite full of martial virtue.

Giant rats, full body armor, slave rat guards, and rat mercenaries who help.

It seems that they are fighting a small battle. Even the famine that swept the entire rat empire from the scarlet grassland not long ago did not affect these guys at all.

Still fighting.

It's hard to say whether this kind of atmosphere is good or bad. The vast grassland was cleaned up and eaten by the ratmen, and even dyed red, but it seems that something is still preserved.

For example, this fierce atmosphere.

But this kind of atmosphere has indeed benefited the noisy goblins on the grassland.

Under the witness of the scarlet grassland, they will resist.

They decided not to succumb to such a tragic fate.

A dark goblin stood up. His name is the dark goblin. He is a goblin who was born in pitch black for some unknown reason.

He seemed to be prepared, waving his arms high, and even wearing a golden crown on his head.

In front of him, many goblins gathered.

This is a battlefield relic. There are many such places on the grassland. They have witnessed battles and left many things.

Broken wooden poles, broken armor, dried and hardened cow dung, leftover bones, and all kinds of messy things.

Of course there won't be any good things.

After all, there are a large number of ratmen who are keen on picking up all kinds of things after the battle.

The golden crown is the best of the things lost on this battlefield. In fact, it is hard to say whether it is a crown. Judging from the shape, it should be a deflated golden bowl.

But such a deflated golden bowl is enough to make the dark goblin called the dark goblin feel that he has to do something.

Perhaps it is the result of this grassland dyed scarlet.

Goblin itself is a somewhat noisy race, and those scarlet grass leaves seem to have a weak toxicity, which makes these noisy guys feel a little more out of tune.

Gathered here at this time.

Led by the dark dark goblin, they shouted excitedly on the battlefield ruins.

"Down with the ratmen!

The goblins are the most powerful!

Red grass tastes good!

I like this black stone!"

It's hard to understand what these guys are shouting about. Maybe they themselves don't understand what they are shouting. They just start shouting so happily.

A chaotic rally, a chaotic rally that has reached its most heated stage.

It's a pity that this chaotic rally may not be able to continue because some uninvited guests have arrived.

Two groups of ratmen appeared at both ends of the sight, and two simple flags were firmly placed on a simple chariot.

The battles of these ratmen farmers are different from ordinary wars. These guys seem to pursue momentum.

The simple but tall chariot, the fluttering simple flags, the excited slave rats, and the rough bell.

Amid the shouting of the leading slave owner, a chaotic fight is about to begin. With the harsh bell as the background sound, the battlefield ruins where the goblins gathered were chosen as the battlefield for the fight.

The goblin's shouts were completely overwhelmed by the harsh bells.

As an intelligent race, these noisy little guys are still very wise in most cases.

For example, now, they will not shout to defeat the ratmen at all.

Our newly born goblin leader, the dark black goblin, the goblin wearing a golden crown, at this time, he made a sharp scream like a female goblin.

In the sharp roar, the two ratmen troops collided with everything and started a fierce fight. In this process, the goblins who were scattered in an instant, well, this achievement is not even a bonus.

Who would publicize the victory of beating a group of goblins as an achievement.

The dream of a goblin leader was shattered.

The dark goblin lost his golden crown, and the group of goblins gathered together again after fleeing madly.

The dark goblin lost his crown.

But the other guy raised his arm high.

This is a goblin holding sheep dung. He should be holding sheep dung. Perhaps he can be called the goblin holding sheep dung.

In short, he was crowned when the previous generation leader, the dark goblin, was sad.

He loudly proclaimed his bravery. He defeated a slave rat warrior with the dry sheep dung in his hand. When the rats rushed over, he found an opportunity to stuff the dry sheep dung into the mouth of a slave rat warrior.

The slave rat warrior knelt down as expected. This was a vicious attack.

He defeated a slave rat warrior.

The goblins began to cheer loudly again.

Their road to resistance is still a long way to go, but they themselves seem to be quite happy with it.