From Skaven to God-King of War

Of course, Sheng Qi would take revenge, and recently he did have something more suitable to offer.

In the long night, a bathtub warship sailing on the sea was intercepted.

In order to accommodate more young ratmen, these transport ships almost only retained the power system and the ratmen engine made of thick gears.

There was almost no room for resistance, and Sheng Qi hijacked a large number of ratmen merchant ships.

As for those big claw priests, those mixed and piled young ratmen were abandoned in the fragmented islands along the way.

Obviously, the big claw priests did not expect to encounter such a situation.

All this was very smooth, there was almost no resistance, and they cooperated very well.

After all, there was really no room for resistance.

The ratmen caravans have always relied on the reputation of the ratmen lords behind them and the tacit understanding with all parties. It is impossible to let these guys fight to the death with the real ratmen army. This is what the ratmen mercenaries have to do.

Even at this time, these cargo ships probably have everything.

Whether it was the large number of young ratmen or the large number of weapons piled up.

But it was impossible to do it.

So, Sheng Qi did not do it completely. He left all their goods behind, and the young ratmen and the weapons on the ship were all abandoned.

However, it would probably take some time to survive in the wilderness.

In this long night, the difficulty of surviving in the wilderness increased suddenly.

The young ratmen and the big claw priest stared at each other at this moment, with confusion in their eyes.

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The rat caravans that arrived one after another disappeared during this period of time, as if they had disappeared.

Obviously, this was a very abnormal situation, but it did not attract too much attention from Shu Zhan. Shu Zhan did not care about such a situation. These problems were obviously not what he was most anxious about. The two sides had been entangled for so long.

He understood the greed of those bugs better than anyone else.

If they were forced into a corner, there would be a good show to watch.

During this period, Shu Zhan was building a defense line, and the roles were reversed. Now, as the party that was about to resist the impact, he also had to consider defense.

In the spacious tent, he spread out the map in his hand, and his sharp claws scratched the heavy wooden table, making a harsh sound.

Shu Zhan didn't like the fortresses built by the heretics. He had always been very clear about his attitude towards war, attack and movement, but the situation could not always be so satisfactory.

However, he still liked some of the things made by the heretics.

For example, this blood-red heavy long table, made of dark red and hard dragon blood wood, was an absolute treasure. No matter which human city it was in, the price it could be sold for was definitely a jaw-dropping number.

An extremely expensive table, Shu Zhan also liked it, liked its dark red color and the pungent bloody smell that could be brought out when scratching the surface.

The sharp claws fell somewhere on the map.

The power in the hands of the rat priests is still quite strong, although at this time, these forces have transformed into a relatively harmless state, becoming the rat caravans.

In a very short time, the size of the army in Shu Zhan's hands began to recover, although it was far less powerful than when he just captured the Golden Province.

But the recovery speed was very fast.

If it weren't for Sheng Qi's revenge during this period, the speed would be even faster.

But it doesn't matter, if the rat priests can be brought down, it will be better.

Indeed, Shu Zhan's political sense is not very good, but as an excellent general, he is undoubtedly good at war.

In war, alliance and planning are also a must.

His intention to drag the rat priests into the water is not particularly difficult to detect, but at least, at least now the rat priests are not willing to give up the cheese thrown by Shu Zhan.

But this still needs to be watched, and Shu Zhan needs more bait.

Moreover, during this period of time, the Eastern Expeditionary Force, which had been suspended, could finally carry out some things.

The legacy of Long Claw in Rat War's hand was quite complete, including giant rats, skinned giant rats, and rat trolls. Rat War had all these things.

And not only that, Rat War also decided to try those strange scales, but not for himself.

Long Claw might have regarded him as a fool, so it was no wonder that the humble guy would end up like this.

A humble fool.

That is, the things he tinkered with were still somewhat useful.

At this time, Rat War sarcastically laughed at the dead Long Claw.

What a bad guy.

In Rat War's hand, a group of rat knights were formed again, in this very short time.

He was not going to hide this group of rat knights as a backup.

Rat War was going to cause some trouble for the guys chasing him behind him.

A team of knights in black heavy armor left the noisy camp without hesitation soon after.

After more and more young ratmen arrived here, the order in the Eastern Expeditionary Force began to decline uncontrollably, and chaos was inevitable.

This is a very normal situation, the normal state of the ratmen.

Chaos, noise, disorder, these are the most appropriate words to describe a large group of ratmen.

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On the dead plain, a long and mighty army was marching.

The leader was a knight riding a Pegasus.

He was the first to land at the front of the army, and behind him, there were guys in various costumes.

Nobles, priests, mercenaries, mages, and even an old farmer.

These people consciously fell behind the Pegasus knight.

This represents the pattern of the holy war army at this time. This army still continues the previous name, although its composition has become more complicated and bloated than before.

This is indeed a holy war, a sacred war, and a sacred war of revenge.

But what kind of result will be in the end is still an unpredictable situation. Before they really collide with each other, it is obvious that they don’t know whether they can complete this sacred revenge.

Even the leading Pegasus knight can’t give an accurate result.

But it’s soon.

The rat war finally stopped and stopped running rampant.

This result will eventually come to an end. If possible, Caesar hopes that this result will be a little better, just like the ending of a knight novel.

He stretched out his arms, and the long team began to slowly stop. He was not anxious because the distance was getting closer. It would be a strong enemy and a tragic war. Caesar was sure of this.

So he was not anxious.

He took off his helmet, and the beautiful Pegasus turned around and looked at the team behind him, looking at those faces.

There was a trace of sadness on his handsome face.

"It would be great if it could be like those knight biographies!"

He murmured in a low voice.

I don't know how many people in this long team can survive in the end.

The Crusades began to repair, and balls of fire were ignited in this dim world.

In fact, the inexplicable atmosphere had already spread from Caesar. Everyone in this army had heard the news. They were not far from that devil, that damn guy, and those ratmen.

But compared to Caesar's confusion.

The various people who made up this army were not so sad.

What was there to be sad about?

The farmer who lost everything.

The knight who carried hatred.

The mercenary who did everything for gold coins.

The mage whose college heritage was burned.

The priest who carried the guidance of the gods.

The nobles who feared loss.

These guys did not take the initiative to embark on this dead road. Even if they had to abandon everything, they would still chase the terrifying and evil figure at all costs.

They had no choice. They had to participate in this war.

Among this group of people, perhaps only the noble prince, the powerful Pegasus knight, the young hero, Caesar.

Only he took the initiative to bear all this and chose to take the initiative to draw the long sword to the rat war.

Even if Caesar didn't stand up, these people would still take this path.

Caesar didn't understand this, and at this time he was a little confused and prepared.

In the past few days, the food in the Crusade Army was very good.

The sturdy logistics officer was rarely stingy, and he threw the hard meat into the rolling wheat porridge, although there was a clear pain on his face.

Being able to eat meat is not an easy thing for most members of the Crusade Army.

Especially at this time, the world is still so bad.

Lord Rhodes, who is in charge of logistics, has expressed his concerns to the noble prince several times.

After all, no one knows how long this war will last, and it is always a good thing to have more reserves.

But this matter was resolutely rejected by the noble prince.

During this period, the fragrance of barley meat porridge floated in the Crusade Army almost every day.

This sturdy logistics officer would shout angrily almost every time he served a bowl of barley meat porridge.

"You should thank His Highness for his kindness!"

No one was dissatisfied with the shouting of this sturdy logistics officer.

Everyone was grateful to the noble His Highness.

After seeing the sincerity on the faces of these guys, the expression on the face of this sturdy logistics officer was a little better.

In fact, he shouldn't be like this. After all, the generosity of the noble His Highness made the mice in the rice warehouse a little more hungry.

These logistics officers are the mice in the rice warehouse.

He should complain and be dissatisfied, but he didn't. He admired the His Highness very much. Not long ago, the handsome and noble His Highness smiled at him when he was inspecting the logistics!