Naifu pulled out the battle ax from his shoulder, but he felt as if his lungs were about to be crushed. He felt even more uncomfortable than before he pulled it out.
Looking down, he could see through the opened chest that his lungs were squished together with his breathing. He knew that he might not survive.
Under that bloodthirsty impulse, he looked down too lightly on these opponents who had been blocked from retreat. Among humans, there were still strong ones who could fight against him.
He used the rune knife in his hand to cut open the armor of the human thing and the chest and abdomen underneath, and took out the contents. He himself was severely injured in the lungs by the axe.
On the verge of death, Nefer's heart was filled with the fear shared by Skaven. It was as if he was not himself before.
What did that damn pointed-eared female rat do to him and his men?
I won’t give in! If it weren’t for the blasphemy of pointed ears!
This was the last thought that existed in Nefer's mind before he completely lost consciousness. After a few minutes, even the red light in his eyes dissipated.
The fighting on the battlefield is still not over. The wizard's tired body has obviously become sluggish, and he is still taking the lead in killing the barbarians who are making the final resistance in the corner of the canyon with their backs against the mountain wall.
The corpses of ratmen and barbarians showed that more than three hundred barbarians had previously tried to gather into a dense phalanx with their backs against the mountain wall.
This kind of resistance was very effective. It caused more than two hundred rat corpses to fall in front of the phalanx. But this kind of resistance was in vain - in the previous battle, they no longer had the combat power of even a small lord level.
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As the Wuling tore a hole in the hard-working formation from the front, and after the rats from behind filed in, their death was only a matter of time.
The roars and cries of the rat men continued, and the cries of human beings gradually weakened. Later, only the gasping and the sounds of the rat men swallowing food were left on the battlefield.
Hecate pulled out the dagger inserted between the head and eyebrow, and leaned against the mountain wall stained with blood.
Looking around, there are no rats standing around anymore.
The Skaven who are still alive are driven by black hunger and eat quickly on the battlefield.
Seeing those Skaven destroying the intact armor in order to eat human flesh, the wizard couldn't help but say something prodigal on behalf of the engineer warlock.
However, the Witch Spirit already knows what black hunger is from the rats' books, and she will not disturb the rats' eating.
After each of the rats brought to the scene had probably eaten nearly half a kilogram of meat, the Skaven stopped their crazy eating behavior and stood upright one by one to look at the Witch Spirit.
Hecate was also able to easily calculate the casualties.
With a weak force of just over a thousand, they swallowed up the human troops which after the war amounted to nearly 1,400. Even though the rats were strengthened by spells and texts, they still paid a heavy price.
The remaining rats can probably only form a little more than two companies of rats. In this battle, the death rate exceeded 60%, and even these rats were covered with various injuries.
After a while, there will be a lot of non-combat casualties.
Wu Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he hoarsely spoke the strange rat-man language.
"The messenger!"
Looking at the black-robed rat that immediately appeared in front of her, a stern look flashed in Hecate's eyes.
Rather than experiencing non-combat attrition later on, it is better to let these rats contribute their last bit of combat effectiveness before then.
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Two hours later, in the "fortress" of mankind.
The witch spirit and Toxide, who had a broken leg, were lying in the tent of the human leader, resting tiredly.
The final battle was not that difficult.
After the human troops leaving the city were wiped out, there were only less than two hundred human defenders left. After the rats showed their ability to build rat ladders, these humans surrendered through two humans who could speak rat language.
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The huge gap in strength makes it impossible for them to defend.
"The two human beings have been interrogated clearly."
The black-robed rats came in to announce their arrival and handed over a piece of rat-skin paper recording a brief report.
Ever since he entered the camp, his eyes had been glancing at the warlord with a broken leg.
In the society of rats, disabled rats, especially storm rats, unless they have other skills that are not affected, usually have no good end. They are either killed by their subordinates or sold to spellcasters as test subjects. He really didn't understand what the pointy-eared thing was doing leaving a cripple.
"Got it."
The wizard spirit glanced at those things listlessly and continued to close his eyes and rest.
The rat skin paper records the distribution of the surrounding human tribes.
The nameless fortress where they are located belongs to Nagash, and the barbarians are just personnel serving in this pastoral area.
This can explain why after they invaded the fortress, they found less than a hundred female humans inside the fortress - most of the human women and children were in the tribes of this pastoral area.
Pastoral area, this is a special system under the rule of Nagash.
Skeletons exist as "herders" in human tribes.
Herders manage the livestock, that is, humans, in their pastoral areas.
This kind of management is relatively loose. These skeletons covering Nagash's will only have two functions.
First, ensure that humans can complete their tasks, which is to rely on growing crops to feed themselves and to reproduce a large number of offspring.
Second, ensure that all qualified humans join Nagash’s army every year, in places like mines, and serve forever.
In addition, there are no restrictions on anything humans do.
Whether it is business dealings or other activities, as long as they do not try to leave the edge of Nagash's control area, there will be no undead to control them.
Human beings, human beings.
The thought of looking for a new breed of slaves flashed through Wu Ling's mind.
Druchi is no stranger to slaves like humans, or rather monkeys.
In the past, when their Black Ark was still able to cross the ocean at will, they captured a large number of slaves from primitive human tribes.
To be honest, humans still have many advantages as slaves.
Due to the Skaven's extremely fast metabolism, if a Skaven is allowed to eat with an open belly, it can eat the same amount of food as its own body weight in a day.
Humans, on the other hand, eat less than five percent of their body weight at most.
Human bones are stronger, there is no black hunger, and farming efficiency is much higher than that of Skaven.
But at the same time, the food supply of slave rats is less than the minimum number of humans, and they can also maintain a mineral mining efficiency that is much more efficient than humans.
Both have their own advantages and limitations.
However, after following the Druchi pirates, Hecate could smell the smell of money from the complicated memories of the past.
Even though the sea is now blocked by high elves, Druchi's pirates still often plunder "monkey slaves" from the north, and she is not the only source of supply.
The Ratman is different. If her plan succeeds, as the only supplier... maybe she will one day be able to get a status second only to the original Bride of Kane.