The rat men are coming.

The regular army consisting of five thousand rat warriors finally arrived on the battlefield.

Looking at the temporary gathering place composed of Alpha armored personnel carriers in the encirclement, the Ratman commander was quite surprised.

The moving white bones all prove the fact that the information is true and the other party is the legendary undead.

"What's going on with these guys?"

"Why didn't you gather together and destroy them as soon as possible?"

"Why are they able to establish a foothold in our territory?"

As soon as they met, the rat-man commander immediately faced the people below with a cold face and made a three-company gesture.

In his opinion, a team of more than 20,000 people, even a cannon fodder team, has a chance to eliminate the undead. After all, the number of undead is only a thousand.

With a gap of dozens of times, they actually failed to eliminate the opponent and allowed the opponent to establish a stronghold. This is a sign of incompetence.

It is precisely because of their incompetence that I need to come here to face the undead.

Faced with the responsibility of the commander, everyone present lowered their heads.

They are a subsidiary race of the Ratmen. If they dare to contradict the Ratmen commander at this time, the opponent will most likely take advantage of the situation and kill a few people to serve as a warning to the monkeys.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, or it happens every time, but all rat commanders like to do this. This is to make the subordinate races obedient and dare to rush in the battle instead of shrinking back.

The silence caused a look of dissatisfaction to flash across the face of the Ratman Commander. If they didn't speak, it would be difficult for him to show off his power. They all gave in. Any further actions would be too much.

After all, they are a vassal race of the rat people, so it’s not okay to go too far.

"Now that I'm here, I have to destroy the other party."

"I'll give you an hour to prepare and find three thousand elites!"

The rat commander thought for a moment, thought about what he had just seen, and gave orders to the people below.

The people below looked at each other. Although they were all vassal races of the rat people, there was competition between the various races. They also hoped that their own races and villages could prosper.

Three thousand elites represent three thousand young adults, who are the backbone of any village.

Moreover, according to the normal practice of the rat people, these three thousand people are sent to die, and those who are sent to the other party to be killed can almost be said to be dead soldiers.

As a vassal race, they have accompanied the Ratmen on their expeditions to the north and south for so many years, and they know the fighting methods of the Ratmen very well.

During the battle, the Ratmen would not treat them as their own people. These vassal races were used as cannon fodder to die, just to attract the enemy's firepower and give the Ratmen more space for output.

The Ratmen are a race that is good at long-range firepower, but they are not good at facing enemies head-on.

In order to make up for this shortcoming, the Ratmen have recruited a large number of client races. In the central zone, the Ratmen have the largest number of client races.

"What are you waiting for? Go gather people!"

"Are you going to rebel?"

Seeing that the people of the vassal race below did not move, the rat commander immediately screamed at the top of his voice.

The people of the vassal race have no choice. There is a very strict superior-subordinate relationship among the rat-men. They all belong to the lowest level. Strictly speaking, they are outsiders who are worse than even the "slave rat-men".

If they don't take action, the Ratman commander will execute them all in the name of rebellion, and then let all their men die on the battlefield.

The rat-man commander was not worried at all about how to distribute the three thousand men. He did not want to have to deal with such matters. All he wanted to do was to eliminate this group of undead who had just established a stronghold.

The vassal race reluctantly gathered 3,000 people, all of whom were indeed young and middle-aged people, but the largest number of them were rabbit people, with various types of rabbit people accounting for a full 2,000 people.

Who allows the Rabbits to survive as weak and useless useless people? If they don't do this kind of life-threatening work, then who will?

The Ratman Commander came over to inspect them, and pretended to encourage the three thousand dead soldiers, and distributed the shields he brought to these dead soldiers, to prove that the Ratmen still valued them, and at least gave them to use for defense.

's shield.

It's just that anyone can see that these shields are useless.

Although the shield is not small, it is a round shield that can cover half of the body, but the materials used... wooden boards and animal skins, you can imagine the defensive power.

Moreover, these are old shields. Not only do they exude a disgusting smell, but the wood is a bit bad. Not to mention their defensive capabilities, the wooden boards can be broken with just a little force.

You can even see some dull, unclear blood stains on it.

These shields are definitely items that have experienced many battlefields. They even vary in size. It is not certain whether they are rat-man shields. They may be items picked up from the battlefield.

But even so, the three thousand dead soldiers still had to smile and thank the rat man boss for the tattered... shield.

They did not dare to show any anger or dissatisfaction, otherwise they would be regarded by the Ratman commander as disturbing the morale of the army. Not only would they be killed, but their companions would also not end well.

After distributing the shields, the ratman commander asked them to go to the front and prepare for the first wave of charge.

Of the five thousand ratmen who came this time, two thousand were slave ratmen.

Although they are both ratmen, under the harsh class of ratmen, slave ratmen still exist. They are responsible for mining, farming and other simple but tiring tasks in ratman society.

During battle, these ratmen will be issued knives as weapons and then thrown onto the battlefield.

In fact, most of the time, the slave ratmen are worse than the dead soldiers who died in front of them. They are thin and weak, but who makes these guys also have rat heads and are ratmen.

In addition to the two thousand slave rat-men, there are also a thousand Ilmah rat-men, which are clan rat-men and are secretly converted into urban civilian rat-men by a vassal race.

Their status is stronger than that of slave ratmen, but their strength is limited. They have received some simple training, and that's it.

When the battle comes, the clan rat men will be classified and issued different weapons. This time, the clan rat men brought here are the most common kind, and only cloth armor and knives are issued.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Well, the difference from slave ratmen is that slave ratmen may be hacked to death with one knife, but they can persist with one more knife...

The remaining two thousand wererats were the real battle order of the ratmen, a total of 1,600 rat snatchers and 400 plague flamethrowers.

Pure remote output.

The Slave Rats and the Ilmahar Rats are just a joke, and these two thousand long-range firepower are the real battlefield weapons.

The ratman commander made a very simple arrangement. Three thousand elites of the vassal race stood at the front holding shields. Behind them were the slave ratmen and the Irmahar ratmen, and at the end were the long-range troops.

It is naturally impossible for the undead to not notice the movements of thousands of ratmen.

The hunters observe each other and continuously transmit information to the soul network.

"The Rat Man finally appears!"

Li Ziyu sat upright in the cemetery.

In the previous battle, no ratmen appeared, and the undead were surrounded by other races.

He is the rightful owner now!

What Li Ziyu had to face was the Rat Man. If the Rat Man did not appear, Li Ziyu would not be able to measure the opponent's combat effectiveness.

The undead in the gathering place are also busy and ready for battle.

The ratman commander headed towards the gathering place of the undead and issued an attack order.

Three thousand elites of the vassal race held the tattered shields in front of them and charged towards the gathering place.

The undead hid behind the Alpha armored personnel carrier and raised Thorn No. 1. They aimed at the charging soldiers and pulled the trigger, shooting out thorns and bone spurs one after another.

Thorn Thorn-1 was originally used to replace the hand crossbow, and the Thorn Bone Spur equipped in it enhanced the penetration. The tattered shield issued by the Rat Man could not block the Thorn Bone Spur attack at all.

Blood spattered and warriors from the vassal race fell in droves.

The rat-man commander looked at him from afar, without any mercy in his eyes.

"Fire!"

He gave orders to the rat-carriers.

The Ratmen are a typical long-range unit among the Ratmen. They work in groups of two and a shield nearly as tall as a person is placed in front of them. This shield is not only used for defense, but also to allow the Ratmen to stabilize their guns.

The long barrel is placed on the specially reserved groove of the shield. One rat man is responsible for shooting, and the other is responsible for loading the ammunition.

Bang bang bang...

Smoke filled the air, carrying a pungent smell, and green firelights flew toward the gathering place of the undead.

The Ratmen used quenched poisoned metal beads as ammunition. The penetration of this ammunition was average. In order to increase the attack power of the beads, the Ratmen soaked the beads in venom.

If you are hit by a ball, even if your skin is broken, you will be poisoned. Although the penetration is not good, the lethality is not small at all.

Moreover, when shooting, gunpowder will also ignite poison. When the ball hits the opponent's position, poisonous gas will be produced. Even if the ball does not hit the opponent, the poisonous gas will affect the opponent.

What the Ratmen are best at is all kinds of poisons, especially corrosive or plague poisons. They are especially good at them.

This is also the reason why the various races in the central area do not like to go to war with the rat people.

Even if you win a war with the Ratmen, the consequences will be very tragic. Various poisons will leave huge wounds on the warriors of all races after the war.

On the other hand, the rat people have a strong immunity to various poisons because of their talents. The enemies will be poisoned, but the rat people themselves are not a big deal.

The poison bomb hit the Alpha armored personnel carrier, making a crackling sound and making small holes on the surface of the personnel carrier, but it failed to penetrate the outer metal plate and was embedded in it.

The poisonous fire on the poison bomb quickly extinguished, and a disgusting smell emerged. A normal person would feel dizzy if he smelled it.

However, this has no effect on the undead. They don't even take a second look and focus on shooting at the vassal race warriors rushing over.

The shooting range of the Rat Raiders is much further than that of Thorn-1. The undead cannot shoot the Rat Raiders. Instead, the Rat Raiders are constantly shooting at the gathering place.

Most of the ammunition was fired at the personnel carrier. Occasionally, stray bullets were fired into it, but they were not accurate. Even if they hit the undead, the undead didn't care.
To be continued...