Chapter 146, The Collision of Madness and Cruelty, Pure War

Shu Zhan led the rat knights out of the main force and arrived first at the huge grassland camp where giant sheep were grazing.

This was a sudden attack.

The large number of rat knights began to line up.

The only thing left was to charge!

This was a scene rarely seen among rats, a neat charge, a quiet charge, and a resolute charge.

It was hard to imagine that these noisy and cowardly rats could show such momentum.

And the commander of all this was Shu Zhan, who fell at the end of the knight team.

The battle flag behind him fluttered, and the mottled sewn skin on the battle flag was replaced by Shu Zhan.

He replaced it with the dark dragon skin, which was the most powerful creature Shu Zhan had ever hunted.

The pattern of the gods was painted on it.

At the same time, he was also covered with a dark leather armor made of dragon skin.

Shu Zhan did not lead the charge.

But with just one order, his personal guards, these rat knights selected from the rat supervisory team, began a desperate charge.

And all this also caught the sheep orcs in the continuous tents off guard.

Yes, these rat knights are indeed weak, but there are too many of them.

Endless rat knights appeared from the end of the sight, gathering into a black tide.

But this huge number of enemies did not have the courage to defeat the sheep orcs.

A large number of sheep orc knights rushed out of the continuous tents.

And spontaneously gathered into a team, and rushed towards the rat knights in front of them who were surging like a tide.

Even in this most fertile four-season pasture, the most essential color of the grassland.

It is still cruel.

A life that relies on grazing can easily be on the verge of collapse in a major epidemic, a cold current, a strong wind, a drought, and so on.

Whenever this happens, they will swing their blades and seek a way to survive in the fight.

They are equally cruel.

They are even more fearless of death.

The sheep beastmen can of course flee in a panic, but the giant sheep grazing on the grassland cannot keep up with their pace. Without the giant sheep, they cannot survive.

So they simply will not flee.

One by one, the sheep beastmen continue to rush out of the continuous tents and join the team. For a while, an equally large team of knights gathers in the running.

But if you look more carefully, you can see many young and old figures in this team.

The advent of the gods has brought something to this grassland after all.

At least after crossing the threshold of civilization, more elderly sheep beastmen finally do not have to leave the tribe and greet death when winter comes.

While running, this huge team of sheep orc knights rushed towards the rat knights who gathered into a black tide in front of them, but they did not collide with each other. Instead, they stopped suddenly after getting close, and the bowstrings were pulled, and a large number of messy arrows were thrown out.

They fell like raindrops towards the rat knights who were rushing in.

Such an attack was very effective against the unarmored rat knights.

A large number of rat knights fell off the giant rats.

But this did not stop their charging posture at all, and even in the process of charging, their eyes were stained with a trace of blood red.

This group of silent rat knights, this group of silent running rat knights, at this moment, all made a sharp and distorted hissing.

The fallen companions were trampled without scruples, and the giant rats that were not dead were swept into the charging team.

In the distorted hissing, all that came into view were the blood-red eyes.

Rat War did not issue any new orders, so the only thing for the rat knights was to charge.

These rat knights were not equipped with armor, because they were poor, and Rat War alone was not able to compete with those senior rat priests for resources.

Rat War did not equip them with shields and bows and arrows.

Even if these things were not scarce, a large number of crossbows and arrows obtained from the Wetland Kingdom were now quietly displayed in the Furnace City.

Just because of a simple reason.

These rat knights simply had no way to skillfully use bows and arrows.

This group of slow and stupid guys could only do one thing well.

That was to move forward.

Raise the weapon and then move forward.

This was the only thing they could learn without much training.

But in exchange for an extremely crazy and resolute charge.

Yes, they could only do one thing well, so they would do it to the best of their ability.

A trait that rarely appeared on the grassland was noticed by the sheep knights gathered in front of them.

The barren and empty grassland can only feed the greedy wolves.

But today, a group of crazy rats suddenly broke in.

After throwing the arrows, they quickly retreated and pulled away to launch another round of volleys.

Such an attack was very effective, but it couldn't even stop the rat knights.

They could only keep the distance, keep the distance.

They didn't take the initiative to charge.

If you could see the red eyes of the rat knights with your own eyes.

Then you would never think of fighting them in close combat.

No one wanted to fight with lunatics.

But there was no way to retreat.

The sheep knights had retreated to the surroundings of the continuous tents.

Some more immature figures poked their heads out of the continuous tents, and the giant sheep gathered behind them.

They couldn't retreat anymore.

The short bow was put down, and the scimitar was taken out.

A horn made of a huge sheep horn was blown.

In the vast sound of the horn.

The tension and fear were put down.

The scimitars slapped the body in an orderly manner, and the neat horns sounded.

The sheep beastmen did not escape, but began a desperate charge.

On this vast grassland.

The two sides collided fiercely.

There was an inexplicable sense of sadness.

But he was sneered at by the Rat War who was looking down at the battlefield in front of him.

Rat War never respected his opponents.

The outcome was already decided.

If this group of sheep orc knights left everything here and continued to pull the rat knights with their mobility, then the battle might still have a little change.

But such a stupid charge would only lead to defeat.

In the fierce collision, there were continuous deaths of rat knights, and there were also continuous rat knights who stepped over the bodies of their companions and rushed forward.

Either they died in the charge, or the rough spears in their hands were sent into the bodies of the enemies in front of them.

One after another.

Soon, the battlefield returned to calm, and the last sheep orc knight was pierced through the chest and fell down powerlessly.

The battle was over.

The rat knights set their sights on the continuous tents in front of them.

At this time, the remaining young figures cast hateful eyes at the rats.

It's a pity that the rats neither respect the old nor love the young.

As the first big victory on this grassland, Shu Zhan was in a good mood.

In a good mood, he decided to waste a little, and also to announce his arrival to everything on the grassland.

All the sheep beastmen's heads were chopped off, and blood was scattered on the grassland, even those young guys were no exception.

A huge Jingguan was piled up.

These young guys were placed on the top of the Jingguan because their heads were too small.

By the way, there is another reserved program.

Burning flames.

This continuous camp was also set on fire by the rats.

Later, the rat warriors arrived, but when they arrived, the battle was over.

Even if they ran wildly on the grassland, they still couldn't catch up.

They could only transform themselves into sheep herders, and drove the giant sheep back to the crude fortress built in the cliff by the rat warriors.

The priests who arrived after the rat warriors also cast their envy and desire on the rat army that had just won a great victory.

But soon their eyes were attracted by other things.

In the burning tent, many figures who were hiding originally appeared in the hot flames.

The terrified shouts attracted the attention of these rat priests.

In their greedy eyes, they did not care about the burning flames in front of them at all, and led their team into the flames in front of them.

They rushed impatiently to fight for the remaining on the battlefield.

They were the best scavengers.

Whether it was the hiding survivors, the utensils that survived the burning flames, the fragmented small objects, or the forgotten broken weapons, scattered arrows, and broken spearheads on the battlefield.

These messy things will be found out by these rat priests in the next few days and brought back to the gathering place.

Some guys even set their sights on the giant sheep that escaped in the chaos and chased it on the grassland with their men.

It is hard to imagine that these guys would be a group of noble priests.

With their participation.

At this time, the gathering place of the sheep beastmen was prosperous, bright, and burning with flames.

At the edge of the continuous tents.

A gray and thin rat man crawled out of the tent with flames.

His face was filled with uncontrollable joy.

In her hand, she was holding a piece of equally gray leather.

She rescued it from the tent in the flames.

A piece of giant sheep leather.

While touching the leather in her hand with joy, she muttered to herself.

"It's such a waste, Commander-in-Chief. How can you set so many things on fire?

It would be great if you gave it to me!

I'm sure I can get a lot of blood mushroom powder!"

She muttered to herself, but her hands did not stop moving.

Avoid the rat priests with their teams.

Grabbing the leather in her hand, she walked away from the continuous tents and came to an area where no one cared.

Here, piles of stones were piled up, where the sheep orcs used to bury their people and the opponents they respected.

She pushed a pile of stones away.

A hideous rat man buried here appeared in front of her.

The rough battle flag was still firmly held in her hand. He was the captain of the first rat knight to arrive.

The skinny rat man hummed and moved the stones, muttering to himself as he moved.

"I said, if you buy my battle flag, I will help you collect your body when you die.

My nose is very sensitive!

You really made a fortune. After all, it is the pioneering work of the future carving master, the long-haired rat!"

Not long after, a simple cemetery appeared on the grassland.

The battle flag was also planted in front of the cemetery.

The rough flag swayed slightly in the breeze on the grassland in this unattended place.

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The temple of the great god had been built long ago, as had the blood pool and the pillar.

It was just that there had not been enough sacrifices to fill the empty blood pool until this great victory.

Rat War would use the blood of these giant sheep to fill the blood pool, and those sheep beastmen whose heads were cut off would certainly not be wasted, as they would be the first batch of sacrifices.

Blood mushrooms would sprout in this rough fortress to serve as food for Rat War to start a war.

In a grand sacrifice, the countless dead or alive sacrifices would be thrown into the empty blood lake in front of Rat War.

The blood lake of this simple fortress was not placed in the space carved out in the mountains, but was specially marked out.

It was placed in a very conspicuous position that could be directly observed by all the ratmen in this simple fortress.

At the entrance and exit of the fortress leading to the vast grassland.

The sacrifice will be carried out in front of all the ratmen in the fortress.

Countless giant sheep had their throats cut, and their hot blood was poured into the blood lake, and then their bodies were thrown away casually like garbage.

It took a whole day just to pour blood and accumulate water in the blood lake.

The blood lake that Shu Zhan ordered to be dug was really too big.

The huge flock of giant sheep that were plundered were all filled in, and the lake water only accumulated a shallow layer.

It took a day.

But it attracted a large number of rat priests and rat warriors to come here. Shu Zhan did not prohibit them from watching, or this step was deliberately done by him.

The once sacred scene was so intuitively and directly displayed in front of these rat priests and rat warriors.

They watched it very seriously, even the boring scene of the blood pool being poured into blood was watched intently.

Not to mention the stage of throwing in the sacrifice, a large number of headless sheep orc corpses were thrown into the blood lake.

In the ups and downs of the sacrifice.

The rat priests and rat warriors present all held their breath.

Shu Zhan was the first guy to do this, whether out of faith or for their own interests.

The temple was firmly guarded, everything in the temple was sacred, even most of the official priests were not qualified to touch it.

How could the young priests, the big claw priests, and even the rat warriors be allowed to watch this sacred scene casually?

But Shu Zhan did it.

In front of all the rats in the simple fortress, he threw the sacrifice into the blood pool, waved the battle flag and prayed to the gods.

Until night fell, the flames ignited in the open-air temple, illuminating the scene in the blood pool.

Until a blood mushroom sprouted in full view of everyone.

Heavy breathing began to appear in all the rats present, and many rat priests even bowed down on the spot.

They witnessed this sacred scene and the sprouting of the gods' gift.

At the same time, the endless greed began to emerge.

For merit, for the gods, and for the blood mushrooms.

Greed will not cease.

As long as there are sacrifices on this vast grassland, as long as the rats still greedily crave blood mushrooms.

The arrogant and wanton rat war has done things to the extreme.

Stimulated by the picture of the germination of blood mushrooms, in the gift in front of them.

As long as there are rats who reach this simple fortress, as long as there are rats who can witness the gift that sprouts in the open-air temple, as long as there are rats who crave blood mushrooms.

Then this war will definitely continue.

This is not a life-and-death war.

The rats never came here for living space, for land, to eliminate hidden dangers.

But for blood mushrooms!

For the merits that go with blood mushrooms!

For their own burning fire of desire!

Pure and twisted.