Chapter 228, Running at Dusk

This experienced rat warrior is indeed a veteran who has survived several wars. After the sneak attack, he immediately turned around and fled in a panic, disappearing into the rat group.

He left behind the hideous mace. Damn it, the sharp corner on the hammer head is two fingers long. Who taught these guys to use this mace?

The magic knight's eyes turned red instantly. He just looked at the despicable guy who disappeared into the rat group, but he didn't dare to chase him anymore. After all, the hammer is a special attack against armor. Even if he is wearing this solid magic armor, he is not completely immune to this attack.

His legs are a little more unnatural when he stands, and a little blood flows out from the gap in the armor.

In grief and anger, he let out a twisted and hideous roar, which is no less than the sharp screams of the rats, and even scared the surrounding rats.

This encounter was very chaotic, and ended with the hasty flight of the noble coalition.

Both sides left a large number of corpses on the battlefield, but in terms of the brutality of this war, it was not that brutal. The noble knights did not suffer a large number of casualties in this encounter, except for the unlucky guy who was stabbed to death by Shu Zhan's spear from a distance, and the unlucky magic knights who ran into Shu Zhan directly.

The ratmen, who had no way to deal with the hard enchanted armor, simply could not keep the magic knights.

Although they fled the battlefield with their troops in a hurry at the end of the battle, Shu Zhan was quite depressed.

This should be the most chaotic battle he had ever fought. It came from the disadvantages of his highly centralized power. In addition to Shu Zhan, there were no other rat generals in the Eastern Expeditionary Force. Although Shu Zhan appointed several warlords one after another during the war, these lucky ones who took office as the leaders and kings of the grassland tribes often died quickly in the subsequent wars.

Rat War was targeting the leaders and kings of the various tribes of the grassland coalition army. Those guys were also targeting the rat warlords in the rat army. After a brutal battle, none of the rat warlords appointed by Rat War survived, which brought a problem. After all, Rat War was only one person.

After losing the Supervisory Team, his control over the army dropped sharply. For example, if he had enough rat warlords under his command, then under the direct command of these warlords, at least there would not be a situation where the rat warriors and the magic knights stared at each other.

The rats were capable of keeping those magic tins.

If any of the three parties, the Supervisory Team, the Rat Priest, and the Rat Warlord, existed, this war would not be so trivial.

But unfortunately, none of the three parties were present. The Supervisory Team and the Rat Priest became limited rat cakes with coke flavor in the flying star. As for the rat warlords, well, this hypothesis probably does not exist, because even if they exist, they will most likely not escape the result of becoming limited rat cakes.

Rather than saying that the war was so inexplicable because of the absence of these guys, it is better to say that without these guys, Shu Zhan still swam across the strait with a large number of troops and started such an encounter battle, and won it, which is more surprising.

But even so, Shu Zhan was still not satisfied with the results of the war and was very annoyed.

The rats began to clean up the battlefield, and all kinds of things were quickly collected, and encountered a problem.

A big problem.

These humans don’t have tails?

What should I do without a tail?

Then it’s not okay to fight a war without merit. The rats began to search for these humans in confusion. After groping on their butts for a while, the rats touched something long.

After cutting it off, they happily sent it to Shu Zhan.

In the inexplicable stench, Shu Zhan asked a question mark.

So the rats’ long-standing merit calculation unit, the tip of the tail, changed here in this group of humans, and the rats began to take out the dark blue eye from the center of these humans’ eyebrows.

Every ghost-eyed human has an eye between their eyebrows, but most ordinary ghost-eyed human will never be able to open this eye between their eyebrows in their lifetime. This eye is also a dull gray, while those who have opened their eyes and have solidified spells will have eyes that transparent and dark blue.

A simple search of the battlefield left behind a body with hollowed-out eyebrows. Shu Zhan did not even plan to hold a sacrifice, and casually abandoned these sacrifices.

He still had to move forward. Although this war did not satisfy him, he was still sure of some things.

On the body of a serf, he found something similar to the hard seeds eaten by wild boars. It was a handful of wet barley in a cloth bag.

Shu Zhan grabbed a handful, pushed it hard, and rubbed out some white powder.

Although Shu Zhan had not participated in the crusade against wild boars, it did not mean that he had not seen these strange things. In the conquest of the vast wetland, some races also used these strange seeds as food.

These races have a similar characteristic, that is, they all build cities.

Waving flags.

After seeing this scene, the rat warriors who were searching the battlefield gathered silently from all directions, gathered under this flag, and gathered around the guy holding the flag high.

Such actions are spontaneous. Even those rats who were fighting for spoils on the battlefield would stop fighting and gather towards the flag after seeing the waving flag.

Soon, in front of the rat war, there was a huge group of rats that could not be seen.

Perhaps that question has been answered.

Why can the rats still gather together to fight even if they have lost all the middle-level commanders?

Because of this weird cohesion.

All this is over. The time has turned from noon to dusk. The sky is dim and the night is about to come. Only the sharp and chaotic cheers broke the silence of this area.

A figure climbed up high and waved a flag, and countless figures fell down to respond. Corpses piled up around them, and the pungent smell of rust had not yet dissipated, but this did not affect the cheers of these guys, nor did it affect their fanatical response. They waited for the flag to fall, and waited for the war to continue.

The flag finally fell, and it ran wildly at dusk, merging into the forest in front of it, announcing their arrival to this area.