Chapter 15, The Rough Structure of the Ratmen

At the edge of the forest, some wooden sentry towers have been built, and scattered lizardmen stand on the sentry towers, looking far away in the direction of the mountains.

At night, in the direction of the mountains, pairs of eyes light up, and they begin to approach the forest in the dark, but at the moment of approaching, the suddenly ignited fire breaks the courage of these rats to approach.

They fled in all directions and disappeared into the darkness.

On the other side of the hillside, the spear rat watched this scene from afar, waving the spear in his hand angrily.

"This group of, damn, damn, damn cowards!"

A large group of rats gathered behind him, and even from time to time there would be rats trekking from the depths of the mountains.

The irritable spear rat finally gave an order!

"Charge! Charge! For the gods!"

Driven by the spear rats, a large group of rats began to charge towards the forest. Under the bright moon, they rushed towards the lizardman's sentry tower like a tide.

Facing the charge of the rats, a team of lizardmen warriors rushed out of the forest and formed a formation without fear to meet them, just like a reef facing the tide.

Soon, the collision between the two began, but the rats did not have any advantage. Even though the rats still had the advantage in numbers, many rats began to flee with their eyes flashing.

The spear rats once again organized a supervision team, and the fleeing rats were captured and executed on the spot.

When the rat group and the lizardmen warriors collided, three different battle situations appeared.

Rat and lizardmen, rat and rat, rat and rat supervision team.

This group of newly grown rats may be more irritable because they have eaten blood mushrooms, but this is not a good thing. They are still characterized by collapsing at the first touch.

The more irritable new rats dare not point their spears at the lizardmen in front of them when they flee, but will violently tear open the throats of the rats blocking the road behind them.

Then, they were executed on the spot by the more violent supervisors.

The battlefield was indescribably chaotic. Despite the absolute disadvantage in numbers, lizardmen kept coming out of the forest and joining the battle.

Finally, in the chaos, the spear rats who felt they were defeated would make sharp cries. Only then would the rat supervisors put down their spears, and the rats would be able to flee to the rear as if they had been pardoned.

The lizardmen did not pursue them, but just watched the rats flee from afar.

This was a brutal battle. The rats left hundreds of corpses, and five or six lizardmen died in the siege.

If we look at the casualty ratio, this was a hearty victory, but there was no joy on the faces of these lizardmen, because such attacks had hardly been interrupted in the past few days, and the number of attacking rats had never decreased.

On the hillside, the battle was about to end. A large number of ratmen were found by a one-eyed ratman and his supervisory team, knocked to the ground on the spot, and strung on a rope one by one like goods.

These were the ratmen who fled in the battle, and the ratman who was searching for them was a squad leader appointed by the spear rat. He was called Good Eyes. The reason for his appointment was his name. This one-eyed ratman had particularly good eyesight.

He could help the spear rat keep an eye on and remember the ratmen who fled in the battle.

Even though the ratman supervisory team had firmly guarded the rear, there would still be a lot of fish that slipped through the net. They would flee to the surroundings and then return again when the ratmen retreated.

Such ratmen would be remembered by Good Eyes, and would be found and knocked to the ground and tied together during the rest period after the battle.

Not long after, the spear rat launched another wave of charge by the ratmen. This time, the dead ratmen and some bodies that the lizardmen had not had time to clean up were snatched back by the ratmen.

When the battle subsided, a ratman with a wooden staff came with a group of little guys, and brought the cave mushrooms carried by those little guys.

This ratman did not find the spear rat, but found Good Eyes first.

He counted the number of rats tied together behind Good Eyes, counted them, and after confirming, he took out a box and handed it to Good Eyes in front of him. Without stopping, he took out another blood mushroom. Good Eyes did not look at the box given by the wooden staff ratman, but focused on the extra blood mushroom.

He was so anxious that he wanted to grab it.

But he didn't get it. The wooden staff ratman took the blood mushroom back with his hand.

"Long Tail, what do you mean!

Didn't you say that if I catch ten more ratmen every day, you will give me a blood mushroom every day!"

"Not enough! Not enough! You missed three this time! Only nine tens, seven more ratmen, that's not enough!"

Looking at the blood mushrooms in the hands of the wooden stick ratman, the good-eyed man soon stared at the ratmen who were resting under a boulder not far away. Soon, he had gathered ten ratmen, and there were still a lot more. In exchange, the good-eyed man also had an extra blood mushroom of dull color in his hand.

The stick ratman left, taking the ratman tied with ropes, the bodies of the ratmen and lizardmen, and leaving the little guys behind.

After the stick ratman left, Good Eyes couldn't wait to eat the blood mushroom in his hand, accompanied by a joyful sound, and his hair became a little brighter.

He was also a little greedy for the box in his hand. He remembered something, shuddered, and didn't dare to make any plans. He hung the box on his tail and ran to the top of the hillside.

Not long after, the box was handed over to the spear rat.

The spear rat opened the box in his hand, which was full of blood mushrooms, and there were even one or two particularly bright blood mushrooms.

But even so, he still cursed fiercely.

Cursing the bastard and stinginess of the white rat.

Today, the ratman did not do anything else.

Until dawn, the lizardmen walked out of the forest, some logs were pushed out, and they were building a wooden wall.

Deep in the Desolate Mountains, in a cave.

Long Tail brought back the bodies of the ratmen and lizardmen, as well as the group of ratmen tied to ropes.

The bodies were quickly thrown into the blood lake to breed more blood mushrooms. The group of tied ratmen were not sacrificed by the white rats, but were driven to the depths of the cave.

There, many ratmen were working hard to dig rocks and caves under the gaze of the ratman priests.

From time to time, whips would be lashed, making these ratmen scream shrilly, and from time to time, ratmen would fall down and lose their lives in exhaustion. They would not be wasted, but would be thrown into the blood lake as sacrificial materials as a seedbed for blood mushrooms.

In the efficient iteration speed of the ratmen, the effects of the three god cards were quickly revealed.

A set of twisted processes was also established.

Under the oracle of Du Yuan to dig caves and plant more cave mushrooms, the ratmen who fled in the battle will be sent back to the caves and become slave rats that are used as consumables on the spot. The sharp claws are mostly found in the slave rat group because of the long digging.

The ratmen who can not flee on the battlefield are left behind by the spear rats and become ratmen warriors. After a large number of battles, the ratmen warriors will master the tail weapon.

As for the priests, they are jointly selected from the slave rats and ratmen warriors. Only ratmen who have devout faith in Du Yuan can take office as priests, master the divine arts, and be accepted by the white rats to become a member of the ratmen priest group.

The long tail was a ratman warrior who mastered the tail weapon before taking office as a ratman priest.