From Skaven to God-King of War

Although the rat warlords rarely take action, they have never been considered weak. As resource users, even the rat war has reformed the rat army to a certain extent.

And the resources that the rat warriors can obtain are linked to their merits, but the resources provided to the rat warlords have not been reduced.

Basically, if there are more than a thousand ordinary blood mushrooms that can be exchanged for the rat warriors, then more than a thousand blood mushrooms of better quality will be sent to the hands of the rat warlords.

As a member of the warlord, Rat Zhan will not deprive himself of his own interests.

But Rat Zhan is very smart. He left some hope for the rat warriors. If you kill a hundred enemies in a divine battle, you can become a new warlord.

Although this promise is very illusory, and even now no rat warriors can fulfill it, this possibility placed here is like a piece of cheese tied up high, making the rat warriors want to keep climbing up. Until I put this piece of cheese into my arms.

An illusory promise is an illusory promise after all, and most of the resources actually ended up flowing into the arms of the rat warlords.

With the help of so many blood mushrooms, how could there be a weak rat warlord?

Even a pig can grow steadily with the help of blood mushrooms, not to mention those who can become warlords cannot be pigs, they are all the best, the best among the rat people.

As Rat Zhan is now the de facto commander of the rat army, there is no doubt that he has the most resources to enjoy.

And so is his strength.

He is already a standard quasi-hero, and he is even vaguely about to touch that somewhat illusory threshold and become a real hero.

As for whether this threshold is easy to cross, maybe the opportunity is right in front of you, or maybe not far away.

Kill a true hero, or destroy a race that isn't too weak.

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The short rat Zhan relied on the terrain to look down at the red lizard fire in front of him.

This battlefield is a mess.

Every inch of the blood and minced meat wall was mostly contributed by ratmen, and the ground was stained with an indescribable stickiness.

It contains the dedication of each rat warrior.

Before the siege, Rat Zhan split the rat army into four parts. Under his own command, he gathered about 20,000 rat warriors.

But now, except for the supervising team gathered around them and the priests watching the battlefield from a distance, there are not many rat warriors left.

Time also passed during this period, the night was about to pass, hazy colors appeared in the sky, and dawn was about to break.

At this moment when the night is about to pass.

In that sharp and ear-piercing neighing, Shu Zhan, as the true commander of the expeditionary force, truly faced off with the leader of the lizard people group, or the king who was also appropriately called the king.

Ignoring the still strong coercion around Huo, the rat-man supervisory team, as personal guards, advanced neatly, just like they were driving away the rat-man warriors, each one moving neatly at a very small distance. He took up his spear and held his shield in front of him.

All of a sudden he became a giant hedgehog.

Amidst the piercing shouts of Rat War, they maintained their formation and moved forward rapidly, not caring what was in front of them or what they were about to fight!

As a special part of the Skaven army, the members of the Supervisory Team are specially selected from some young Skaven who behave abnormally on the battlefield.

Those who are the slowest, least alert, and ignorant even when faced with enemies that are difficult to deal with, if they survive the battle, may be selected to join the supervising team.

After joining the supervising team, there were not many things they needed to understand, other than obeying orders, that was all that was left.

go ahead!

After receiving the instruction, it’s time to move forward!

Just keep moving forward!

The supervising team forming the formation collided with Huo fiercely. Facing these rat men who looked like thorny tortoises in front of them, Huo had no choice but to wave the battle stick in his hand to attack them. With the blessing of powerful force, it only took a few movements.

It was easy to mow down the front row supervising team.

But the sprint didn't stop.

Soon, the supervising team behind them didn't care at all about the fallen comrades in front, stepping forward to take over.

In this way, the densely packed spears were quickly pressed against Huo's body without causing much damage. Even in the parts where the scales fell off, the flesh and blood were as tough as cowhide.

After being held up by a dense mass of spears, even if he was powerful, it was difficult to resist the combined power of the ratmen.

Pushed by the spear, he slammed hard against the city wall behind him.

In the dull sound, with the painful scream, in this day and night of fighting, finally, finally, even the fire, which was the last pillar of the city's defenders, could no longer maintain its composure.

Because there are very few warriors who need him to support them.

It was at this time.

Harsh laughter sounded.

A gray-black figure was the rat war. In a flash, he appeared in front of the fire, stepping on the spears.

A golden spear was raised high.

Shu Zhan was very satisfied with Huo's helpless expression at this moment, and he added the harsh laughter and crazy mockery without hesitation.

"Is this what you want to protect! Lizard thing!"

"Tell me? Is this what you want to protect!"

Ratmen don't have many moral standards. They wantonly mock their enemies, engage in group fights without honor, and defeat enemies who are almost at their limit. There is no pressure for them at all.

There is no loss of glory or not.

They will not remember the glory and glory of their enemies, but will only greedily estimate your value in their hearts.

The golden spear in Shu Zhan's hand was about to fall, but Huo, who was being suppressed by the supervising team, couldn't even struggle.

Even though he roared in anger and flames began to burst out from his body, the supervising team, who was not afraid even if his body was lit with flames, was still suppressing the powerful lizard man in place.

Correspondingly, there was a rat man with a spear raised high and a wanton expression on his face, mocking him unscrupulously.

A hero is about to end in this humiliating way, although it may become the beginning of another despicable epic.

That's how it should be.

Until a giant beast waving its wings streaked across the sky like a meteor.

The reinforcements that Fire had been waiting for arrived.