Chapter 199, The Destiny of the Rat People, the Power Buried in the Divine Lines, the Gift of the Rat War

If you want to maintain order, if you want to control everything, it is not easy, knuckles knocking on the table.

Just the Rat War is like an insurmountable mountain.

The artifact given by the gods, the wooden spear shining with a hazy glow, is still solemnly stored in the sacred hall in the underground Rat City.

That is the destiny of the Rat War, the stripped destiny.

If there is no way to stop the Rat War from taking back the artifact, then the ownership of the next era is already clear.

Even if this arrogant and irritable guy is not suitable to lead an era.

Unconsciously knocking on the table in front of him.

The protagonists of the Rat Kingdom have always been born under the gaze of the great gods.

Since the first ray of sight from the gods in that wild era, things have been like this.

Whether it is the Rat Warlord or the Rat Priest, both parties have come on stage under the gaze of the great gods.

There is nothing wrong with this matter.

But now, the guys who are qualified to take over and lead the next era have more or less some problems.

A new era is about to begin.

Should the future of the Rat Kingdom be led by these guys who are more or less flawed? The answer has already appeared.

If they were suitable, then I would not have been born.

His eyes fell on the figure in front of him who was placed at the highest position and looked at everything indifferently.

"The Rat Kingdom needs to return to order, and the Rat Kingdom needs to embrace war."

"For your will."

He looked at the figure who looked at everything indifferently and whispered in a low voice.

Whether it was the Rat War who was blessed by the gods and given the artifact, or the Rat Priest who was the messenger of the gods and gave birth to the saint, even Sheng Qi was far more qualified than the temple guards.

Sheng Qi's teacher, the Rat Priest who turned into a holy object, is still displayed in the small temple and worshiped by the rats.

They are all more representative of the great gods than the temple guards.

But at this moment, the white guy has begun to say such words.

"It's also for the gods."

The old era has not passed, and the curtain of the new era has only opened a shallow gap. Some people have already left, some are arrogant and look down on everything, some are obsessed with the things in front of them and don't care about anything, and some are ready to go on stage.

But all this still needs to wait, waiting for the guy who is high above to pass away.

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In the grassland city, there are noisy ruins.

This noisy and messy place has also changed a little.

The most significant change is probably a stone pillar standing in the center of the noisy ruins.

The simple and crooked patterns carved on this stone pillar are not standard and full of mistakes, but they are enough.

This noisy and messy place is not without excellent sculptors.

It's just that such a crude stone pillar is enough. If the pattern is more accurate, then soon the temple guards will arrive at this ruin that they have never bothered to look at.

For these humble guys, such a crude stone pillar is enough.

From time to time, ratmen would come to this stone pillar and kneel down.

Take out the things that are extremely precious to them and offer them to the great god.

Humble guys can't give rich and precious sacrifices.

Dead rats, wriggling worms, grass, and some other things, but they are the best things they can give.

For the sacrifice, every ratman is so serious and will not be perfunctory at all.

The captured rats will be the fattest ones, the grass will be the freshest part, and even the wriggling will be the most slender, so long that the worm can wrap itself into a ball when it is released. Such worms are the best and can be offered to the great god.

For the sacrifices offered to the gods, these most humble rats have their own set of selection criteria.

Recently, the circulation of blood mushrooms among rats has become less and less, not because of the arrival of the rat lords.

In fact, the fights between these rat lords have instead thrown more blood mushrooms onto the grassland.

But more of them have returned to their original purpose and been eaten.

Because of Du Yuan's blessing, after the pain caused by the deterioration of the bloodline was soothed, the blood mushroom became the best tonic, which could make the weak body strong and change the fate with defects.

The concept of free people appeared in the rat kingdom for the first time.

Born in Du Yuan's gift, the rats hiding in the shadows of the city, the rats chasing after the Eastern Expeditionary Army.

After the distortion and deterioration in the bloodline were erased, these guys were liberated.

The Rat Council stripped the independence of the Eastern Expeditionary Army in the hands of Shu Zhan, but put more resources and troops in the hands of Shu Zhan.

This brought a problem. A large number of young rats produced in the breeding room were directly deployed by the Rat Council. After grabbing a simple spear, they were filled into the Eastern Expeditionary Army in Shu Zhan's hands and became part of the huge army.

However, with the expansion of the controlled area and the construction of more and more cities, there is a shortage of ratmen in this vast grassland.

But some needs are very urgent.

For example, the need to fight each other.

Everything can be moved, but when you have to compete with your competitors, you must not lose.

Due to the deployment of the Skaven Council, there is a huge gap in the young ratmen.

The newly formed teams of rat mercenaries also need to replenish their troops.

As a result, the rat men who had just crawled out from the chaotic scavengers in the dark corners of the city were brought into sight.

To be fair, these guys are good soldiers, at least they are not as noisy as those young ratmen.

Although it also exists as a consumable item.

The blood mushrooms flowed into the hands of this group of rat mercenaries, and the gradually declining weapons and armor workshops in the prairie city were also saved.

The weapon workshops and armor workshops that originally fell into silence with the departure of the Eastern Expeditionary Force and the clearing of scattered tribes by the rat people in the surrounding area were in the battles between the rat lords, and the battles between the teams of rat mercenaries. came alive.

But the things produced by these weapon workshops and armor workshops are really not difficult. In the noisy ruins of the prairie city, a man who walked out of the shadow of the city, the former defective ratman, opened the weapon set by the priest of the big claw. He stopped outside the workshop for a long time.

Many days later, a simple but decent blast furnace was built for the first time in the noisy ruins of Prairie City.

Under the curious gazes of many low-level rat men, one rat man raised the hammer in his hand high, his face full of excitement.

He stole this hammer from a weapons workshop at the risk of being beaten to death by those Big Claw priests.

In the excited expression, the hammer fell heavily, hitting the hot molten iron that had just flowed out of the blast furnace in front of him. At this moment, the hot molten iron splashed in all directions, splashing all over the rat man who was lifting the hammer, and also splashed on the The rat people gathered around this simple blast furnace to watch the excitement.

In an instant, frightened screams echoed in a corner of the noisy ruins.

A failed attempt is also the foreshadowing before success.

Soon after, a weapons workshop was officially opened in the noisy ruins.

It's not a big thing, but it represents a possibility. With Du Yuan's blessing, the low-level rat people who have escaped their humble fate are climbing out of the shadows and looking for a way out for themselves.

It seems to prove one thing.

Maybe there is no need for rat priests, they can survive tenaciously in this land alone.

These guys were not born in those twisted breeding rooms, nor were they bought and sold like goods, although not long ago they were more humble than those goods being bought and sold, huddled in the shadows.

Until Du Yuan gave them a chance.

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Pull open a piece of leather. This is a piece of leather that has been finely processed, delicate and translucent.

It takes a lot of effort.

Only after removing the attached fluff, scraping off the grease, soaking in urine, and drying in the sun can such leather be obtained.

She spent a lot of effort to learn this in the ratman lord's leatherworking workshop.

Excited to unfold, unable to put it down.

Spread on the stone table in front of him, he eagerly took out a carving knife and carved on it. Soon, an elegant symbol appeared on the spread leather.

He skillfully cut open the flesh and blood on his wrist, and a little bit of blood flowed out.

The dumb rat man standing nearby watched this scene happen, with some fluctuations in his emotions, but in the end he said nothing.

The blood was caught in the small bowl, and various ground powders were mixed with it.

A bowl of bright red dye was made, which was carefully taken out and applied on the carved elegant symbol.

The expectant gaze was cast on this leather, and it lived up to expectations. A hazy cyan light was born from the elegant symbol carved out, bringing out a breeze.

But this light did not last long, and soon dimmed.

But it's satisfying enough.

In the joyful words, the slender and short rat man raised his head and said to the dumb guy standing to one side with a smile.

"Look! I did it!

I'll just say it, I'll just say it!

There must be a secret in these patterns! "

In joy, the slender little rat man raised the leather in his hand high and looked at the dimmed pattern on it with fascination.

But this joy faded soon after.

Putting down the leather in his hand, his eyes fell behind him, where a piece of equally exquisite leather was displayed. This piece of leather was even larger, and the patterns engraved on it were also more complicated.

This is a familiar pattern, a pattern that was worshiped by the rat people and enshrined by the rat priests. It copied the pattern carved by Du Yuan when he cast down the divine pillar.

Looking at this pattern, the obsession in the eyes of this slender little mouse became even more intense.

"Great God, what secrets did you leave behind?"

Whispering in obsession.

On one side, the face of the dumb rat-man who was guarding the side showed a hesitant expression. His eyes stopped on the scarred wrist of the slender little mouse-man, and also on the slender little mouse-man. In a very short period of time, the body has lost a lot of weight.

Qi kept his promise and sent back one after another totems from the wolf orc tribe, strange tools and some strange stone sculptures.

The thinking of this short and slender rat-man is both correct and incorrect.

The pattern sent down by the gods does contain power. She successfully found this pattern that can disturb the breeze on a strange totem pole.

This proved that her thinking was correct and opened up a new possibility for the rats.

But the target she chose was wrong, because there was no secret hidden in the stone pillar left by Du Yuan.

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As the army expanded, Shu Zhan's management of this army gradually became stagnant.

The army was too large and was constantly expanding, and it was almost beyond Shu Zhan's command limit.

But he had not appointed a new rat warlord again.

Shu Zhan had no special taboos about the appointment of rat warlords, but since the disastrous defeat in the second expedition, he was determined not to put too much hope on these guys.

If the city could be captured by him sooner, many things would be very different.

But those guys were too short-sighted and ruined everything.

Thinking of this, the expression on Shu Zhan's face was a bit hideous.

As the leader of the ratmen, the ratmen generals under Shu Zhan were not very good. In the past, they were more concerned with logistics.

Because he did not trust these idiots.

But as the army grew, he had to disperse some of his power to end this protracted war.

The ratmen had already taken over one-third of the vast grassland. A large number of tribes and grassland races were driven by him to the depths of the grassland.

The grassland was getting more and more crowded.

If Shu Zhan's judgment was correct, a counterattack would probably happen soon.

It should be soon. The ratmen knights who were spread out brought back a message to Shu Zhan that some sneaky guys showed their tracks.

But Shu Zhan was not panicked about the counterattack that was about to come, and he did not even divide the increasingly large and sluggish army in his hands.

Even though this would be a bright breakthrough point after the war started, Shu Zhan had no idea of ​​making up for it.

It is not easy to get something from him. Although he always keeps his promises and his criteria are simple, even if the guys he assigns to other positions will only be used as cannon fodder.

But it is far from easy to get his favor.

Shu Zhan has a nasty smile on his face.

Who will be the lucky ones this time?