Chapter 113, The Birth of a Saint

In the Desolate Mountains, Shu Zhan finally assembled his troops, and the Eastern Expeditionary Force officially set out.

Like Sheng Qi, Shu Zhan also stayed in the outpost and brought his own troops.

Compared with Sheng Qi, Shu Zhan's threat was obviously more backup, but unfortunately, the outpost had been plundered once.

Even though Shu Zhan was furious, he only fished out some blood mushrooms from the slave-catching priests.

He left angrily.

He also led his troops into the lush forest and disappeared.

He once swore that he would make the red lizard pay the price.

One eye is definitely not enough!

Now, it's time to settle accounts!

After Shu Zhan left, the Desolate Mountains were left with only the Central Expeditionary Force.

Compared with the Western and Eastern Expeditionary Forces led by Sheng Qi and Shu Zhan.

This force established as a support team did not have much special things. The only advantage was that it had a large number of auxiliary troops.

As a force formed by senior priests, this Central Expeditionary Force brought a large number of slave rats.

They were either the elite slave-catching team slave rats in the outpost or the most common and ordinary big-clawed slave rats.

But the number was beyond imagination.

If there were only 100,000 rat warriors, then the number of slave rats brought out was five times that.

A full 500,000 slave rats were used as auxiliary troops.

The slave rats in some areas of the underground rat city were cleared out.

The Rat Kingdom, the largest army in history, was so large that the logistics could not keep up.

It was impossible to feed such a large number of slave rats with the rat priests who traveled back and forth in the rear of the battlefield.

For this, the commander of the Central Expeditionary Force gave a simple solution.

Since they couldn't be fed, they didn't feed them.

He didn't consider the logistics of this group of slave rats at all. If they won, they would eat the opponent, and if they didn't win, they would eat themselves.

Slave rats don't have any rat rights.

After Shu Zhan left the Desolate Mountains, this huge army officially began to gather.

And the direction of its support was also simple and clear. Even though in principle, it was heading towards the central part, where the situation was difficult, the Central Expeditionary Force chose that direction to support.

But in fact, given the bad relationship between the rat priests and Shu Zhan.

The option of supporting the east was almost rejected at the beginning, so the direction it would rush to was also simple and clear.

Soon, a huge rat army would join with Sheng Qi's Western Expeditionary Force and press towards the wild boars in the lush forest.

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Perhaps stimulated by the rat war, the tranquility in the lush forest was actively broken by Sheng Qi in the past few days.

Launched an attack on a core city.

This time, the rat army, which had obtained more and better equipment, was more powerful than before.

After crossing the waterway and climbing up the city wall, the rat warriors, who were wearing various iron pieces, helmets and scattered armor parts, and holding mining pickaxes, pressed the wild boar warriors, who were mostly wearing leather armor, to the point of being breathless.

The situation was reversed.

These ordinary wild boar warriors were suppressed in terms of equipment.

It was a scene that was difficult to describe.

Especially when most of the messy things on the rat warriors were obtained from wild boars.

This reversal of the situation made the rat warriors very excited, even though their leader did not offer any bounties or rewards for killing the enemy.

But these ferocious rats were simply cruel.

The fanatical atmosphere was broken after the heavy armored warriors rushed to the city wall. Relying on the scattered rags on their bodies and the advantage in numbers, it was okay to bully ordinary wild boar warriors.

But when they really faced these iron turtles, these rat warriors who gradually transformed into old-fashioned and those senior rat warriors would never do such a loss-making thing.

Unless they were forced forward by the priests using the berserker spell.

They would even take the initiative to retreat and hide behind those screaming young men and young ratmen around them when they encounter tough guys in battle.

To avoid being targeted by the rat priests.

The problems caused by the lack of the merit system are gradually exposed.

After a short attempt, Sheng Qi once again led his troops into the lush forest.

Only a messy battlefield and those bodies that were stripped clean were left.

The heavy armored warriors who had just joined the wild boar warriors greatly improved their combat effectiveness.

At least when these heavy armored warriors stood side by side, even the surging tide of violent ratmen could be temporarily resisted.

Because they were originally the absolute elite.

Those former wild boar knights.

The reform of the wild boar knights was quickly promoted.

At the same time.

In the industrial city of the wild boar in the lush forest.

A huge sacrifice was in progress.

This was not an ordinary sacrifice, but a trial, a trial of high standards, presided over by the wild boar high priest himself.

The boar priests will represent the gods in this sacrifice and judge the culprit who caused such chaos in the lush forest and caused a large number of boar civilian casualties. He is an unforgivable sinner.

A once powerful military commander.

The cross wrapped with thorns has already been prepared.

The boarman high priest in a white robe stood in front of the cross.

His face was full of fatigue, and the scepter in his hand was raised high. It was a golden scepter, a gift from the god.

Once, this golden scepter was both a gift and a representation of his rights as the god's agent.

Even though the high priest had hardly exercised such rights many times.

Their god, the great god, has always been watching the boarman.

Under the frequent oracles, the title of the god's agent of the boarman high priest has become the least important of his various titles.

The god is here, and the god has been watching us.

So what is so precious about the so-called agent?

The golden scepter was waved in the tired expression, and the fatigue on his face was hidden by the boarman high priest. The hunched back due to serious illness was straightened here.

A majestic, solemn and indifferent expression was hung on his face.

Just like a god.

The old priest felt that his god was wrong and too anxious.

But this did not hit his faith. He had been preaching all his life and had been pushing the will of the gods with all his might.

Instead, now he had some thoughts.

As a believer, the boar priest should not think about those things, but he did, and thought about them in a rebellious way.

He thought from the perspective of his least important title, and from the perspective of the gods' agents.

In the midst of hesitation, he either thought or rejected. Obviously, the boar priest took the path of thinking.

Du Yuan's classmate was really lucky.

Perhaps in the near future, a true saint will be born among the boars.

Saints, people who walk with gods.