Chapter 256, Qualified Guys

The frenzied rat war continued the surging tide. The rat warriors climbed the towering walls day and night, and the guards on the walls were forced to fight the rats day and night.

The red eyes matched with the sharp screams, the boundless and endless fighting, as if to destroy people's sanity.

On the fourth day, another round of smashing lighting magic hit the sky, and the eyes were still boundless gray-black tides. Even with a certain rotation, this cruel battle was still like an eternal nightmare.

Closing my eyes seemed to be back on the wall.

My eyes were filled with bloodshot and became as scarlet as the eyes of the rats.

On the other side, the rat warriors also faced the same problem. After all, the rats were also intelligent creatures, not mindless and indifferent undead, nor rigid and rigid constructions.

Surrounded by the dark tide, without any rest, they were carried forward. As time passed, the initial excitement gradually faded, and fear, worry, fear, and cowardice gradually took over.

But the Ratman Supervisory Team did not stop their actions, and these lowly guys could only continue to move forward.

The movements were orderly, forming a neat formation, and falling behind all the ratmen. As long as the Ratman Supervisory Team started to move forward, unless the order from the Rat War fell, the advance would continue.

Don't try to challenge them, they are also trampling on the corpses and the corpses of the ratmen.

Despair, the emotion left to most of the ratmen in the end is only this, which makes them more dangerous. A qualified warrior, a qualified soldier, does not need those circulating brains, do not be afraid, swing the weapon, and you will be qualified.

The fight between the two sides reached its most brutal moment on the fourth day. The ratmen stood firm on the city walls and fought with the human guards who were also numb and in pain. There was no retreat, no fear, and both sides had a pair of scarlet eyes, staring at each other.

The city guards began to mobilize the soldiers who were rotated to rest. In the brutal battle, blood flowed wantonly on the city walls, and the mottled magic aura disappeared on this battlefield. Even though the elements were becoming more and more abundant and active, the seemingly endless spellcasting drained their mental power. They could no longer provide any support for this battlefield.

However, the ratmen's war equipment had also reached its limit. There were no boulders whistling in the sky. In the continuous operation, these rough and complex equipment reached their limits faster than the city defenders in the city of Jilang City.

One after another, the huge catapults collapsed and disintegrated in the harsh sound of metal twisting, and almost most of the big claw priests who operated these war equipment were sent to see the gods.

The big claw priests no longer operated the equipment. Even facing the ferocious face of the manic Rat War, these things had reached their limit. If they continued to operate them, the result would only be death.

But Rat War didn't care about that. In his frenzy, a large number of big claw priests were hanged on the spot by him.

This was not a good move, but Rat War in this state obviously didn't care what such a move would bring to himself.

Of course, these big claw priests were really nothing, not only to him, but also to the situation of the war.

Even if they were all hanged now, a new batch of big claw priests would arrive soon.

It wasn't him who was pushing this war, but the old guy in the desolate mountains who was pushing this war.

This was of course nothing. For him, it was just that from today on, Rat War would no longer have a friendly force in the Rat Empire.

Even among the big claw priests, his reputation would take a sharp turn for the worse.

Rat priests, big claw priests, temple guards, rat lords, and even the rat warlords in his own hands.

There is no friend. All these guys have bad intentions towards this arrogant guy.

Well, it’s not that no one likes Rat War. Rat War’s admirers and followers actually include those rat ranchers, rat mercenary leaders, and rat freemen.

Rat War is indeed a legend. He used his arrogance to knock a crack in the solid wall and opened a narrow road for those lowly guys. Of course, he will be worshipped and respected.

It’s just that this guy is too arrogant. He doesn’t look down on these guys who appeared because of him, and he doesn’t care. He abandons them casually and sits and watches these guys being held in the hands of the temple guards. During this period, he is unwilling to even look at them more.

On the high platform, Rat War is still waving the black flag. Countless rat warriors advance under his will and turn into the surging black tide in front of him.

At this moment, he dominates everything on this battlefield.

So powerful, and so ferocious.

The war can certainly continue endlessly. Shu Zhan obviously doesn't care much about the life and death of these lowly guys in his hands.

But as the commander of the Eastern Expeditionary Force, he is not without other things to deal with. In addition to conquering this city, there is another very important thing to do.

For example, compete with those profiteers for profits.

A big-clawed priest with a face full of panic and even a little unstable came in front of Shu Zhan. Shu Zhan's face clearly showed a different kind of anger and disgust, but this big-clawed priest with a panicked face was not hanged by Shu Zhan in the end.

This brutal battle that lasted for four days came to an end. In the order given by Rat War, the rats began to retreat, as if they suddenly woke up from a daze and numbness. The expression on their faces was still that kind of daze, but their bodies moved instinctively.

Everything is over, temporarily over.

No more pressure, no more waiting in fear, no more despair, wanting to show a smile on their faces, but the numbness has not completely faded. This war will temper these young rats and immature rat warriors into some qualified weapons, which is very effective.

After all, they are also intelligent creatures. Even if they gradually become numb, they will be happy for their survival.

The rats left at a speed that was unknown how many times faster than when they came. They turned back desperately, ran wildly, crawled on the ground and ran wildly, pushed away the rats in front of them who blocked them, and abandoned the weapons that they had spent a lot of effort to purchase, with a sense of relief for surviving the disaster.

Of course, the most relieved about the retreat of the rats were the human defenders on the city wall.

The lighting magic in the sky was gradually dimming.

For a moment, the guys standing on the city wall didn't react, and even for a moment, they didn't react to the ratmen's departure. They still held their weapons tightly in their hands, staring blankly at the gradually dimming scenery in front of them. Some people were still subconsciously waving their weapons at the gap in the city wall. A ratman's long ladder was still on the gap. The retreating rats didn't take the long ladder and left it here.

Gradually, some people reacted.

They won the victory, and the ratmen retreated, but they couldn't be happy. With a weird expression on their faces, they didn't know whether they were crying or laughing. They staggered and knelt on the city wall. The breath they had raised in their hard persistence was relaxed. There were piles of corpses around them, some of their companions and some of the ratmen.

A layer of red sticky stuff was left on the ground on the city wall. These things were part of the traces left by the battle and would be washed clean by clean water soon. Not only these sticky things, but also the piled corpses and weapons scattered on the ground would be cleaned up soon.

After all these were dealt with, the towering city wall would be brand new, except for the air with a faint smell of rust, as if the battle not long ago had never happened.

But did nothing really happen? Those who were tempered in the war were not just those messy ratmen warriors, but the human guards standing on the city wall were also the objects of this cruel war.

There was a lingering numbness on the faces of these human guards.

They grew up and became more qualified.

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The destruction of the ratmen on the main continent began to spread to other provinces of the empire.

There are many reasons, but these reasons are inseparable from the ratman empire that invaded the main continent.

There is a limit to the number of ratmen in the Golden Province after all, but the number of ratmen mercenaries arriving here is increasing. The temple guards offer high prices. This is a good deal, which gives the ratmen mercenaries motivation, but for the ratmen living on this land, it is a real disaster.

The ratmen are indeed the ones who know the ratmen best. When the ratmen on the main continent built underground tunnels and settlements, they did not deliberately guard against their own people.

This made them particularly passive when facing the ratmen mercenaries.

Faced with fewer and fewer local ratmen, the ratmen mercenaries began to actively explore this continent.

And it's not just the ratmen mercenaries. Those ratmen warlords also began to capture strong men. In order to expand their own teams and for cheap and costless soldiers, these guys also worked part-time as slave catchers.

Of course, they are not picky. It doesn't mean that they have to capture those local ratmen. When they meet suitable ratmen mercenaries, these guys are never stingy with the opportunity to capture strong men, but it's not easy to pull these ratmen mercenaries.

Compared to the native ratmen who huddled in the cave tunnels and trembled when facing capture, these ratman mercenaries were much more sturdy, and they would really fight with you.

And everyone knew each other well. After you did this a few times, these ratman mercenaries would avoid these ratman warlords.

Obviously, everyone knew each other's details, and these ratman warlords were not at the level that could make these ratman mercenaries actively join.

Simply do your own thing, everyone is capturing the ratman tribes living in the main continent.

During this period, it was not only the ratmen who were affected, but also other races who were driven by the Ghost Eye People to remote corners and survived.

These guys were all losers in the hegemony years before the long era. They were not destroyed by the Ghost Eye People only because, as losers, they fled to places that were worthless enough.

Barren mountains, dark underground, poisonous swamps, dark dense forests, bitter cold ice fields, and so on.

Perhaps it was too barren, or the environment was too harsh, so it was saved from being completely destroyed. However, in such a place, there was too little resources, and the original civilization could not survive, and even began to retreat. It was difficult to establish a city-state, and knowledge gradually disappeared, and finally embraced barbarism.

The ratmen of the main continent are also one of these refugee races, and they are even one of the races that has lived relatively well among these refugee races. Relying on the underground tunnels they built and their strong fertility, they have not completely withdrawn from the mainland stage. Although they have really become a role similar to that of rats, they come out of the underground tunnels and run wildly in the wilderness every year during the harvest.

Most ratmen tribes do not have the courage to attack human villages and towns, but they have great courage to steal food from barns.

They have become a low-risk disaster, and their relationship with the ghost-eyed people is also very strange.

The prosperity of the ratmen is also closely related to the harvest of humans. Counterintuitively, these ratmen are more afraid of famine than humans. In the harvest years, even if they cannot steal food from human villages, they can still pick up the lost wheat ears in your wheat fields and steal the piled hay. However, when the real famine comes and the earth is barren, they will be more difficult to support than human farmers.

In the past few years, the human villages and towns in this area may still be supported, but the ratmen in this area will be extinct first.

Such a delicate relationship makes the ratmen in the main continent much more prosperous than other wandering races. Even if they are attacked by the rat mercenaries and rat warlords, they can still support themselves.

But other wandering races can't do it.

When the rat warlords and rat mercenaries chased the traces of the ratmen in the main continent and broke into these barren areas, the first ones to suffer were often not the ratmen.

For the rat warlords and rat mercenaries, although these ratmen in the main continent were their initial targets, they didn't mind taking action against these wandering races.

They were all sacrifices. These surviving wandering races often had good qualities. After all, the races without strength were directly killed by humans in the initial stage of hegemony.

Those who stayed behind either had amazing survival ability like the ratmen, or had some special means. The most intuitive manifestation of these special means was that they were particularly good at fighting.

This also made the Skaven mercenaries and Skaven warlords quite happy. After all, being weak and strong is an excellent trait in itself.

It is very suitable to be used as a sacrifice.