Chapter 192, The Wonders of the Rat People and the Circulation of Goods
This war is about to end.
This group of guys who have lost their courage are obviously unable to make any waves. Even though they are powerful beings in their respective races, there are still quite a few survivors, and they are still a huge army, but they no longer have the courage to fight.
In panic, they want to escape, they want to escape from this battlefield, but how can the rats let the group of sacrifices in front of them escape?
The rat army rushed over and joined the slaughter.
At this time, an unexpected situation occurred.
Many warriors in this army knelt down. In fear, they wanted to crawl in front of the rats in exchange for a chance to survive. Even the powerful deer warriors knelt down in a large group, in order to survive, to survive, even if they had to crawl.
This really had an effect, and the slaughter of the rats stopped.
Or such a move made it convenient for the rats. A living sacrifice is much more valuable than a dead sacrifice.
Even though they were tied up and dragged forward by the rats, they survived and showed a look of relief.
These guys didn't know what it meant to be captured by the rats.
Those who knelt on the ground were tied with ropes, and those who refused to surrender were killed on this grassland.
This abandoned chaotic army did not last long before it was completely destroyed. The war officially ended, and a corner of this vast grassland was really torn off by the rats.
Although this grassland is not even as rich as the rolling hills where the half-elves are entrenched.
But this is the largest piece of land that the rats have conquered at one time.
Rat War was very dissatisfied. He did not leave the wolf orc king, nor did he completely leave the main force of the wolf orcs. The altar of the heretic god was naturally taken away by the wolf orcs who left.
He still couldn't hold a grand priest ceremony on the ruins of the heretic god's temple. This irritable guy urgently needed a grand celebration to consolidate his position.
But perhaps the Rat War will not need to worry so much soon. The tunnel from the Desolate Mountains has reached the Furnace City. Soon, the grassland city that controls the throat of this vast grassland will officially welcome the greetings from the underground Rat City.
On this scarlet battlefield, the excited rats dragged the slaves behind them happily and impatiently. The tall deer people who still had unconvinced face to the wolf beastmen were like quiet chickens, still being pulled by the rats who were much shorter than themselves.
There was still fear on their faces.
Teams of rats brought a large number of slaves, wolf beastmen corpses, living wolf beastmen, dead wolf beastmen, seriously injured wolf beastmen, intact wolf beastmen, incomplete wolf beastmen, and giant wolves ridden by wolf beastmen.
All these messy things were pushed in front of the rat caravan.
Under the scrutiny of the Great Claw Priest in charge of the caravan, these wolf beastmen in different states were selected emphatically.
The most valuable commodities obtained in this war are these wolf orcs, alive or dead.
The big claw priests set different prices, and the sounds of disputes and noises echoed in every place where the rat caravans were stationed. After being forced to hand over a large amount of accompanying fees to the rat war, these big claw priests began to nitpick these commodities that were pushed in front of them for sale.
The complete living wolf orcs and the complete wolf orc corpses without wounds on their bodies are the most valuable, and the incomplete and dying wolf orcs are also acceptable.
These guys will be uniformly treated with some special treatment after being purchased.
The spears will penetrate the brains of these still living wolf orcs through the eye sockets and simply stir them.
This treatment is completed.
This treatment method will not cause additional damage to the leather, and as long as the force is controlled well enough, these specially treated wolf orcs will not even die, although there is not much difference between being treated like this and being dead.
A dazed expression, an open mouth, unable to stand, unable to think, a living corpse.
The place where the leather was processed was not far from the battlefield. Freshly peeled leather was always of better quality. There was also competition among the rat lords, so they had to improve the quality of the goods.
Of course, such processing would also bring a problem. There was a high probability that these guys who were processed would be incontinent. As the transaction progressed, the area was also filled with the unspeakable stench.
But the rats didn't care. After all, the stench was filled with real blood mushrooms, huge blood mushrooms that made people crazy.
Living corpses were pulled up by the rats and thrown into the carts behind them, mixed with the real corpses and piled together.
This horrifying scene gradually solidified the anger on the faces of the wolf orc warriors who were dragged here. They could accept defeat and death, but they could never accept being treated like this and becoming a living corpse with incontinence.
This was really too horrifying.
They wanted to resist in fear, but it was obvious that they were all brought here, and the outcome of this war had already been decided. They no longer had the qualifications to resist. Even if some nimble guys could kill the ratmen who were dragging them, they would soon be caught by the surrounding ratmen and dragged back to the ratman caravan.
Such behavior was not useless.
When capturing these wolf orc knights who are trying to escape, there is a high probability that the rats gathered here will wrestle with each other, and some of them will lose their lives in the wrestling.
It is common that the surviving rats will spontaneously carry these dead rats aside and discard them.
Now on this battlefield, the most useless thing is these piled up rat corpses.
The transaction continues.
The wolf orc knights feel that such means are too bad and too twisted. It is a trampling on warriors. Even the wolf orcs who regard other races on the grassland as lambs will respect those powerful warriors.
But this is not seen at all in the rats.
"I curse you! I curse your gods! I curse all of you!"
A wolf orc knight with a broken arm who was pinned down by a group of rats let out a sharp and twisted roar in fear.
It's just a pity that the rats can't understand the words he shouted.
A ratman mercenary skillfully stabbed the bloodstained spear into the eye socket of the armless wolf orc warrior, gently stirring it. Soon, the restless wolf orc knight calmed down, his ferocious expression gradually dulled, and with the drifting of a foul smell, he was lifted and thrown into a cart beside him, accompanying the living and dead corpses around him.
Of course, the rats will not respect a commodity, a commodity, or some resources, even if the wolf orcs are particularly expensive.
But do you respect an expensive commodity? You will only treat it more carefully.
This armless wolf orc warrior should be thankful that the rats do not understand his words. Even if this brain destruction is so evil, it is essentially just a means to better preserve the goods, not deliberate torture.
But if you let them know that you are insulting the great god, then things will really get worse. Believe me, those big claw priests who have been traveling with slave rats for many years have never lacked some real torture methods.
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Desolate Mountains.
Next to the ratman industrial zone, a new area was marked out.
Taking blood mushrooms can indeed greatly prolong the lives of ratmen, but blood mushrooms alone are far from enough for ratmen to break the boundary between life and death engraved in their lives.
The day of death will still arrive as scheduled. Of course, even at this time, there is still a way to continue to survive.
There is not only one way, and ratmen have two ways to choose.
Becoming a hero is the most direct one, but also the most difficult one. If you reach the end of your life and try to grab the last straw in front of you, you just want to become a hero and want to rely on becoming a hero to prolong your life.
Then you will probably never really become a hero.
This applies to any existence, even if you are one of the most superior ratmen in the ratman kingdom, even if your body is still full of vitality even at the end of your life with the support of the most colorful blood mushrooms.
But impossible is impossible, this is a road that cannot be taken.
Then there is another way, another way to prolong life. This way is equally ethereal, but for these guys standing at the top of the rat kingdom, the possibility is slightly greater.
Pray to the great god in a grand sacrifice. If the great god is willing to respond to you, then the gift of the god will allow you to extend your life, which has come to the end, by a few minutes.
The existence of the white rat confirms this possibility, and even took that step in the gift of the god and became a hero.
Before the rat kingdom was established, before the great god had set his sights on the rat people, the white rat was active among the rat people.
And now, the white rat is still alive.
Even though the white rat is getting older, it has not really reached the end of its life.
This is naturally enviable and makes people want to imitate. The experience of being chased by death makes people gradually go crazy, and they want to grab the fragile and ethereal straw in front of them.
Under the whipping of the big claw priests, countless slave rats pulled a thick iron chain with great effort, and a huge blast furnace was built in the continuous barren mountains.
This is the largest blast furnace ever built by the rats.
Even comparable to the continuous peaks in the barren mountains, a black blast furnace, a tall blast furnace, a crazy tall black blast furnace.
This is definitely the craziest building ever built by the rats.
A blast furnace made entirely of metal, this crazy guy almost invested all his accumulated resources for a lifetime into the construction of this blast furnace, and this is the black blast furnace in front of him with the huge piles of steel.
The one who built this blast furnace is a big claw priest, a very unexpected answer, but not surprising, the one who manages the construction of the rat city is the big claw priest, and only the big claw priests can build such a huge blast furnace.
And this is just a start, a prelude to building another crazier thing.
In order to raise enough steel to forge this black blast furnace, the Desolate Mountains have not exported any metal products to the Ratman Kingdom for a long time.
If it weren't for the arrival of those rat lords, the Rat War fighting in the depths of the grassland would have had to deal with a serious problem.
Shortage of weapons.
Furnace City, which relied on charcoal to stumble and start industry, obviously couldn't afford the huge and terrifying demand for weapons brought by the rapidly expanding army of Rat War, even though Rat War had captured several coal veins during the war.
But that happened recently. In fact, the main logistical pressure of Rat War's huge army fell on those rat lords.
As for where those high-quality and low-priced weapons came from, they didn't come from Furnace City under Rat War, and the Desolate Mountains had long stopped exporting metal products.
Only Waste Slag City.
These rat lords who had already separated from the Senior Priest Alliance began to instinctively unite with those guys in the same situation as them. The huge order from Rat War successfully helped the rat lords working in Waste Slag City to gain a foothold.
A fierce struggle took place between the rat lords and the senior rat priests. The winner has not been decided yet, but the situation seems to have not changed. Even though these senior rat priests were suppressed by the recruited rat lords, the veins of another huge alliance have emerged faintly.
Desolate Mountains.
Just filling this black blast furnace that is as tall as a mountain with ore is not an easy task.
A set of huge gears were embedded by the rats on the cliff of the towering mountain.
The rats dug and placed a huge platform on the cliff of the mountain next to the blast furnace.
A conveyor belt started from this set of huge gears and stretched down to the mountain. A huge pile of ore mixed with dark red and brown ore like a hill was pushed to the bottom of this long conveyor belt, and was driven by this slowly rotating conveyor belt to flow towards the huge platform built on the towering cliff.
The flowing ore will stop on the platform on this rock wall, and when it accumulates to a certain amount, it will be thrown into the towering black blast furnace in front of it.
It is hard to imagine that such a project was actually done by the ratmen, and it did not take the ratmen long to complete the construction of the blast furnace.
This is almost a miracle.
Of course, for this miracle, a lot of things were used.
Countless slave rats, the big claw priests who drove these slave rats, giant rats, and a broken blue gear.
For the smooth birth of this miracle, the ratmen paid a huge price.
Whether it was the indicators in the industrial zone that doubled several times, the construction of the blast furnace, the excavation of the platform, or the operation of the conveyor belt.
Most of them were built bit by bit at the cost of consuming countless slave rats.
The skeletons of countless slave rats were exchanged for the birth of this miracle.