Chapter 20, A Little Surprise Left by the Rat Man

Blood-red lines spread along the scales until the eyes also turned red, and even the size of the body increased a bit.

The spear rat, who had been fighting back and forth with the help of the personal guards around him, fell behind after the lizardman leader showed this attitude. Just a downward attack made the spear rat stagger, and it didn't take long for the spear in his hand to be broken by the lizardman leader.

Unable to win, without much hesitation, taking advantage of the opponent's attacking posture, the spear rat broke away from the battle and fled into the rat group. Even as a strong rat with heroic potential, the spear rat was never vague when it was time to run away.

Only a pair of dark red eyes were left to peek in the dark.

The lizardman leader ignored the running spear rat and rushed towards the rat priest not far away with the big stick in his hand.

The rat priests had no fear, or rather, they were in a state of madness and didn't even notice the situation on the battlefield.

The spear rats did not give up so directly. They wanted to symbolically save a few priests, jumped out of the rat group, and attacked the back of the lizardman leader.

They just stopped halfway. The lizardman leader had been guarding against the spear rat's sneak attack, and the two sides confronted each other.

The spear rat made a judgment.

It can't be saved, not at all.

With a sharp hissing sound, the guards who were fighting with the lizardman warriors received the signal and followed the spear rats to retreat towards the dark mountains.

Not long after, as the three rat priests were smashed to death on the boulders and spread into three rat cakes, the rats who were no longer blessed by the berserker spell also retreated in a panic after regaining consciousness, and a cruel night raid ended.

Leaving this messy camp, the lizardman warriors waved their weapons and began to cheer for the victory.

But is it really that simple?

On the other side, the edge of the forest.

A huge group of rats broke through the wooden wall at the edge of the forest, knocked down and set fire to the towering sentry tower. Even their corpses were not respected much and were thrown into the slow-flowing stream to sink and float unwillingly.

The fanatical priests cheered and encouraged the fierce and weak slave rats under their command.

Just as the spear rats led the rat warriors to attack the lizardmen camp, a group of rat priests rushed out from the edge of the mountain through the cave dug in the mountains under the arrangement of the white rats.

They launched an attack on the wooden wall built by the lizardmen.

Although this group of rats was not as strong as the rat warriors, and most of them were weak and skinny because they were mainly slave rats, it didn't matter.

This army had more fanatical priests. In the continuous and overlapping berserk spells, whether voluntary or not, every rat slave was ready to sacrifice his last life for the gods.

The fearless charge broke through the wooden wall at the edge of the forest with its sharp claws for digging gravel, and swept through the surrounding lizardman outposts.

In this process, the slave rats, who were already exhausted from hard work, fell down in large numbers after being squeezed by the ratman priests. However, it was obvious that the ratman priests did not particularly care about the lives of the slave rats under their command.

After the battlefield was cleaned up, the corpses were piled together, and the slave rats had more opportunities to breathe.

They barely found some food at the edge of the forest.

Some sour berries, fresh green leaves, insects, or some food found in the lizardman outposts that were secretly hidden.

They swallowed food into their stomachs frantically.

Even many slave rats burst their stomachs because they ate too much grass and leaves.

These poor guys, who had been devastated by hunger for a long time, began to eat frantically.

Echoing this scene is the skyrocketing faith value. This group of slave rats are quickly becoming formal believers, or even fanatics.

They looked at the rat priests who were eating bright red blood mushrooms and chewing seized meat not far away with greedy eyes.

The devout and almost crazy prayers came from the greed.

Even a few slave rats became apprentice priests on the spot.

Whenever such a lucky person is born, almost all slave rats will cast their envious and jealous, greedy and crazy eyes towards them.

Du Yuan noticed all this, noticed this distorted scene, and looked at these poor guys, but he did not think of raising and descending the oracle to save these poor rats.

Because compared to them, he also had no choice, and he was also looking up to those high gods at this time.

The short rest of these slave rats was over.

When the trivial sounds in the forest were getting closer and closer, the rat priests took the slaves carrying large and small bags of things and various resources and left in a panic.

When they left, they took away a lot of things, including the corpses of ratmen and lizardmen, the dried meat that the lizardmen had piled up as food in the outpost, and a large number of wooden sticks.

Fertile soil dug from the forest, some grass leaves, logs removed from the wooden wall, many of these were what the long-tailed priest wanted. As the second-in-command in the priest group, the long-tailed priest had no way to get involved in the harvest of sacrifices and blood mushrooms that were firmly controlled by the white rats, but he took the cultivation of cave mushrooms into his own hands.

All these messy things were what he wanted.

Of course, dragged down by these messy things, the ratmen's team suddenly became bloated, but it didn't matter. In this deep dark night, the ratmen were not worried about being caught up by the lizardmen.

And they did leave something behind.

For example, the blazing fire, the corpses piled up in the river, and some more special gifts.

The former would hinder the lizardmen's steps, but would go out quickly. Now the forest is still very moist, and the trees are not so easy to ignite.

This is an easy problem to deal with.

But the rotten corpses piled up in the hidden corners of the river are different. If they are not discovered early, the whole river will be polluted. This is a little surprise.

As for those special gifts, they were not difficult to find.

At dawn, the fire was completely extinguished by the efforts of the forest and the lizardmen.

More lizardmen left the depths of the forest and gathered at the edge of the forest outside the mountain range because of the war.

And these lizardmen were led by an old lizardman holding a stag antler staff.

Although his face was very bad now, because of the simple altar in front of him with stones piled up and blood-painted patterns, and the lizardmen's heads pierced by wooden sticks outside the altar.

This was the little surprise left by the rat priest.