Chapter 396, Mother Rat
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"Rat mother? Mother mouse?" In the dim underground tunnel, groups of great swordsmen, foot knights and dwarf troops advanced slowly. Although they slowed down, the dwarves followed closely.
This time there were more than twenty Rick Guards who came down. These Rick Guards were not only equipped with melee weapons, but also had a revolver.
Ryan complained in his heart, the emperor's army is really rich.
For imperial knights, they can be equipped with long-range weapons. For example, the knights of the famous Moorish Knights even usually use long-range weapons, and they will only engage in close combat when forced to do so.
In the southern part of the empire, the rich emperors always like to dress fancy, just like the group of empire flower swordsmen in front of them, they wear colorful armor, colorful helmet feathers, and fancy tights. There are also a bunch of decorations on his body, which is simply sāo.
The same is true for the knights of the empire. They are proud of their status and hate anyone who compares them with the knights of Britannia. I have never won, and it is the same no matter how many times I have played. Emperor Leopold defeated Britannia by relying on strong cannons, and Emperor Karl Franz relied on steam tanks and powerful guns to defeat Britannia. Infantry regiment, finally defeating Kasvann by flanking.
Ryan knows that the knights of the empire are actually not bad at fighting. The problem is that the knights of the knight kingdom are too strong. Animals like Holy Grail knights cannot be treated with common sense. Facing the invasion of foreign enemies, the army of the dukes has not arrived in many cases. A Grail Knight with a troop of Grail Pilgrims has won the victory.
Thinking away, Ryan felt Suria pinch him, and quickly turned his attention back.
"No, you humans obviously don't know much about the Skaven. The Skaven mother is the lifeblood of a clan of the Skaven." Bellegar's face was a little excited: "The Skaven mother is the only known Skaven so far." The female of the Kaven ratmen exists, it is the reproductive machine of the entire ratmen clan, generally there are only two to three rat mothers in the entire clan, or even one, and it is responsible for the reproduction of the entire clan."
"The rat mother is a mass of hundreds of kilograms of meat, without any fighting ability, and can't even survive. If we can eliminate the rat mother of this clan this time, it will be a devastating blow to the rat man clan."
"Write it down!" Helberg hurriedly signaled Rick's guard to write it down quickly.
"If this can be done, it is naturally the best, but since the rat mother has no fighting ability, why did she come to the front line?" Ryan was a little surprised. In this case, why did the rat mother, the most important lifeblood of the rat group, come to the front line? ?
That doesn't sound very reasonable.
"It's food." Bellegar carefully identified the passage of the deep mine, and the King of Eight Peaks Mountain pondered for a while: "The Skavens need food very much, and if a rat mother wants to give birth at all, then it will She needs to eat a lot of food 24 hours a day, and the castrated slave rats who serve her will constantly inject her with hallucinogenic potions under the command of the Ratman engineer to keep her excited and eat crazily at the same time. The mother mouse can give birth to a large litter of mice every week, and these mice only need two to three weeks to mature."
Now the old witcher also understood. Master Ernst held a battle ax with a golden iron cross in one hand and a machete with blue runes in the other. The voice said: "If you want the rat mother to give birth to the pups at full capacity, you must ensure a large amount of food without interruption. Therefore, it is not surprising that the rat mother will come to the front line after the ratmen launch an attack and gain something, or We can deduce that... the Skaven never thought that they would not be able to capture Hemgart!"
Bellega nodded when he heard the words, and the King of Eight Peaks suddenly said in an unclear tone: "Hey, I have been thinking about how you became the supreme mentor of the demon hunter with such an IQ.
Now I understand, you just don't want to use your brain to think about problems. Compared with your brain, you prefer to speak with a knife and ax in your hand, right? "
"In the face of heresy, all we need is trial and purification." Ernst was unwilling to talk too much with Bellega, and the grumpy old witcher glared at Ryan. If it wasn't for him, he knew that the Holy Grail Knight would not be corrupted. He might have turned on Ryan.
This is Ernst's logical model.
Everyone continued to descend, and it took more than two hours for this army to go deep into the ground. Unlike everyone's imagination, the depths of the mine were actually stretches of caves, and there were even underground buildings!
Now these buildings made of huge stones have been occupied by ratmen, and there are crude warpstone lighting fixtures and wooden boards everywhere, as well as ratman droppings, emitting an unpleasant stench.
"This place is simply a huge garbage dump." The female knight clenched the hilt of the sword at her waist, and she asked Bellegar: "Look at this architectural style, the arrangement of these huge stones and the fineness of the workmanship. the dwarven stronghold?"
"Shhh" Bellegar walked to the door of a huge stone chamber, he looked out carefully: "Clan Rat Patrol!"
"Hey ha ha ha" a large group of clan rats are patrolling. Among the deep mines and garbage dumps, the number of this group of clan rats is about five hundred. Patrol under the leadership.
"Get ready to fight!" Marshal Rick Helberg began to signal the soldiers to get ready for battle. At the same time, he turned around and signaled Bellegar to order: "Okay, dwarf king, tell me, how should we fight?"
Now that he promised Belgar to obey his command, although Helberg had some objections to the emperor's order in his heart, Marshal Rick undoubtedly fully carried out the emperor's will.
Bellegar stood there thinking for a while, carefully observing the patrol trail of the Clan Rat.
Everyone had to wait patiently.
After five minutes, Bellegar shook his head suddenly: "No, we won't fight."
"Don't fight?" Helberg immediately realized that Bellegar had other plans. Marshal Rick signaled the soldiers to be quiet, but he remained patient: "Tell me your plan, dwarf? The enemy is right in front of you. If you don't fight Give us a reason too."
"Wait until the Ratman comes to the door." Bellegar thought about the situation, and said in a low voice, "If my predictions are correct...everyone, please rest where you are and eat something, and then there will be a tough battle."
The dwarf army had nothing to say. The sworn guards and rangers immediately sat down and took out malt wine to eat with bread. The human army looked at Marshal Rick with some hesitation. After receiving Helberg's order, these loyal The soldiers finally sat down to rest.
During the whole process, not a single knight or a great swordsman said a word, they were like sophisticated war machines, always kept silent and neatly lined up, Bellegar stroked his beard, without saying anything, secretly He nodded, thinking that although the army under the emperor of the empire was not as good as the dwarves, the quality was barely passable.
In the deep mine, Ryan pulled Suria to sit beside him. The stench around him made him lose his appetite. The earl closed his eyes, and he patiently waited for Bellegar's order.
Bellegar motioned for a few people to have a meeting together.
"I always feel a little uneasy." Suria looked at the surrounding environment, the wet ground, the piles of garbage, the stale air, and the dim light. What are we supposed to do here?"
"Obviously, he is waiting. The only thing that can make a stubborn dwarf wait patiently is..." Ryan turned his attention to Bellegar: "The prey we want."
"Exactly." Bellegar nodded, and said in a rough voice: "You are right, buddy, we have to wait for the rat mother here, the underground war is not as good as the above ground, and the number of troops and combat power we can invest at the same time is limited. The engagement area is also particularly limited, in this case, too many people are easy to be exposed, and too few people are not enough to fight.”
In the faint light of the fire, Bellegar continued to deploy tactics: "It is easy to solve the patrol team, but it is not worth the loss to trigger the Ratmen. My plan is like this."
"First, we waited for the mouse mother to appear, and then the demon hunter and the imperial marshal led the great swordsmen and foot knights to set off and head straight for the mouse mother, preparing to deal with the albino guards."
"Then the dwarves will protect your flanks, and the rangers will target and kill those particular ratmen."
"Then, in all likelihood, there will be that thing protecting the mouse mother, Ryan, to deal with it, I mean, I will leave it to you to deal with it, you Holy Grail knights are always very good at dealing with large behemoths."
"OK."
After the action plan was arranged, the group of people began to wait in a dark corner.
Twenty minutes later, the mouse mother appeared.
The dwarves were fine, but the human army's scalp went numb the moment they saw the rat mother.
It was a mass of wriggling rotten meat. The huge mass of meat was constantly moving along the ground under the transportation of a large group of slave rats. It was at least three meters long, except for a huge rat head and a tail behind. The rest of its body was swollen into a ball, covered with all kinds of ugly scars, abscesses, and festering marks, and yellow pus flowed down its body, which could almost be seen from the rotten flesh of ài Those viscera covered with green spots, hallucinogenic potion and filth dripping from the head of the rat, and the slave rats stuffed food into the mother rat's mouth one after another.
There are dozens of protrusions on the body of the meatball. A large group of young rats are sucking on the protrusions, and a green stench is emitted from the protrusions. Hundreds of young rats are like mudslides, constantly rotating around the mother mouse, grab food.
Surrounding the rat mother are hundreds of stormrat guards and thousands of clan rats. In addition, there are two albino guards in red armor and a rat troll around the rat mother.
"That's the rat mother." Seeing the appearance of the rat mother, Bellegar's eyes burst out with endless hatred: "Kill it, and the entire clan of the rat people will decline!"
"Oh, I like this tactic!" Marshal Rick Helberg finally showed some expression on his stern face: "Soldiers, prepare to fight!"
"Get ready to fight! Dwarf warriors! It's time for the Ratmen to pay their blood." As the Skaven slowly approached, Bellegar signaled that it was time to fight: "Listen to my orders, human soldiers!"
The dwarf army began to take out grenades and detonators from their bodies, and ignited them with ignition devices.
"Delay for two seconds!"
Almost at the same time, all the detonators and grenades were ignited, and the fuses burned, making a burst of noise.
"??? Dwarf gunpowder! It's a beard thing! Protect, protect the rat mother!" At this time, the Skaven ratmen also discovered the human and dwarf alliance. Instead, the Clanrats and Stormrats began rushing frantically towards the coalition forces.
"Let go!" Bellegar gave an order, and dozens of detonators and grenades fell into the swarm of rats.
Fireworks exploded among the rats, and hundreds of rats were blown to pieces in the blink of an eye.
A lot of detonators and grenades were thrown towards the rat mother. In desperation, groups of slave rats used their bodies to resist the explosion, which confused the command of the rat group.
"Ah! Beard stuff! Killkill! Human stuff! Diedie!" The group of rats was attacked by this surprise, and they formed a group. The Stormrats were working hard to command the army, but the coalition obviously wouldn't give them this chance.
"Raise the sword!" Marshal Rick Helberg was the first to draw out the long sword at his waist. Behind him were fifty foot knights and a hundred swordsmen: "Forward!"
"For the Empire! For Charlemagne! For Emperor Karl Franz! Completely wipe these rats from the empire's territory!" Helberg was the first to charge, with the runefang "Hateful" sword in his hand He chopped the three clan rats into pieces.
"Forward!!!" The foot knights and great swordsmen let out a roar, they rushed into the group of rats, and began hand-to-hand combat, followed by Angrond's sworn guards and rangers.
In the narrow environment of the mine, it is extremely difficult for long-range weapons to perform well. This not only limits the ratmen, but also limits the dwarves. At this time, the walking knights and great swordsmen can finally release themselves With all the strength, especially the great swordsmen, these flowers of the empire are simply the nemesis against the dwarf ratmen.
The two-handed sword is very effective against small units. The Skaven ratmen immediately realized that the clan rats were no match for these human troops. The storm rats wanted to squeeze forward but were blocked by the rats, and they could only scream in anger.
"Tighten up the formation and stand firm!" Bellegar commanded the human army: "Never disperse!"
"Yes!" The human army obeyed Bellegar's command and huddled together.
"Very good, Halhaver, activate the Iron Dragon Cannon!" M Bellega observed the war situation, and then he signaled his great engineer to take action: "Ms. Suria, please protect our Iron Dragon Cannon."
Hal Haver, the chief engineer of the Angrund clan, nodded. He raised a huge iron pipe behind him, and the other dwarf was holding the trigger and the lighter. The fuel tank is connected with a hose.
Under the extremely rapid increase in temperature, scorching flames more than ten meters long were ejected from the Iron Dragon Cannon. These terrifying flames quickly engulfed the entire Skaven army formation, and all the Skavens burned by the flames were turned into coke. , under the control of the dwarf engineer, the fire dragon harvested the lives of the ratmen to its heart's content, and the entire cave was illuminated by fire like daylight.
"Kill! Kill!" Some ratmen tried to get close to the iron dragon cannon. Su Liya beheaded the ratmen on the spot, then blocked the rat troll's attack head-on, and directly fought fiercely with this monster.
A brutal hand-to-hand battle unfolded in the underground world. The Ratmen desperately resisted and blocked the offensive of the coalition forces of humans and dwarves. At this time, even the humblest Ratmen knew that they could not retreat, because the rat mother was behind them!
Even so, under the fierce frontal battle, the Ratmen gradually collapsed. A Skaven albino guard took out a Dimensional Stone phone: "Crooked? Yaoyaolin? Pick me up, pick up the Ossaid warlord, we met Human stuff, despicable, despicable and shameless sneak attack! We..."
"Boom!" The firecracker from the side exploded the albino guard's head, and the sword and ax in the hands of Ernst, the supreme mentor of the demon hunter, turned into bloody light and shadow, slaughtering the Stormrat who besieged him: "Don't even think about calling reinforcements."
The human army gradually approached the location of the mouse mother.
At this moment, seemingly out of desperation, a bell began to ring from the deepest part of the Ratmen's formation.
"Boom boom boom"
From the depths of the underworld, a monster like no one has ever seen begins to emerge.
Its body was more than five meters high, and the four-legged torso, which was full of twisted limbs and flesh and blood suture marks, was obviously stitched together from the body of a biped wyvern, but the front end of its standing body was full of mouse heads! There were twenty or thirty of them, and these rat heads were howling and hissing in pain. They were smelted together by distorted alchemy and wyverns, and finally formed this extremely evil creature.
On the six arms are either cannons, large knives, plague censers, or spikes, and two dimensional stone machine guns are installed under the armpits, breathing out green flames.
An arm was raised, and the dimensional lightning cannon fired from its arm. Several great swordsmen were hit by the cannon and were melted into a paste on the spot.
"Deep Pit Hate!!!"