The rat warriors charged forward and screamed as they fought their way out of the mine. The rat crossbowmen followed behind, aiming at the tall Black Iron Guard soldiers and firing cold arrows.
Most of the cold arrows were blocked by the large square magic steel shield. Only a few unlucky ones were pierced by the crossbow arrows into their limbs that were not protected by the shield. They screamed and were quickly pulled away by their companions and retreated to the back.
Alice guarded Margaret who was retreating towards her, and shot through the rat swordsman who was wielding a simple orichalcum steel sword.
"The crossbowmen give priority to the rats holding the cans!"
Margaret, who was retreating and fighting, saw the jar thrower following the rat warrior, and her eyes couldn't help but freeze.
The horror of the corrosive acid in the jar was still fresh in her mind.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
Before the two rat-man magic potion throwing hands could throw out the jars in their hands, they were pierced by the crossbow bolts. The earthen jars fell to the ground with a 'clack', and the dark green corrosive acid splashed out.
Come on, just melt the potion throwing hand into bones.
The other charging rat warriors also screamed and diverted away from the highly toxic acid to both sides.
Looking at the miserable death of the Crock Rat with lingering fear, the crossbowmen and soldiers couldn't help but raise their spirits towards the Crock Rat.
The battle instantly became intense. Under the protection of the large shield, the spearmen of the Black Iron Guards relied on the advantage of long weapons to efficiently kill the rat warriors with short hands. The magic steel crossbow bolts of the rat crossbowmen hit the magic steel shield.
Under the obstruction, it also lost its powerful deterrent to soldiers.
Margaret observed the battlefield environment carefully and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Squeak squeak!!!"
Accompanied by a piercing cry, a large group of rats, obviously shriveled up in stature than the rat warriors, rushed out carrying simple dark wooden shields. They also hid potion throwers in an attempt to disrupt the formation of the Black Iron Guards.
Seven or eight cans were thrown high into the air and hit the big shield.
Forcibly suppressing his fear, the soldier holding the big shield with his eyes closed tried his best not to let himself imagine what it would be like to turn into bones.
"Magic Shield!"
The mage's spell support arrived in time, and a light blue light shield blocked the large shield and cracked the earthen jar, blocking out the corrosive acid that was emitting white smoke.
The soldier who survived the disaster opened his eyes and looked at the venom less than two meters away from him, his heart pounding.
Seeing that the wooden-shielded mice began to retreat and realized that all the jar-throwers had disappeared, Margaret gave the order.
"Noxian Black Guard! Attack with me!"
Margaret put down her horned helmet and mask again, transforming into a cold killing machine and rushing into the battlefield.
The four heavy armored infantrymen who were already ready to attack walked through the crowd with heavy steps, charging from the flanks, destroying and tearing apart everything in their path.
As a standard anti-infantry elite unit, the Black Guard has truly become a reaper of life, combining the best warriors with the terrifying magic steel heavy plate armor and decapitating double-edged swords.
Even if the magic steel crossbow bolt of the Skaven Crossbowman hits the magic steel armor, it will only be perfectly deflected with a crisp impact. However, the decapitating double-edged sword wielded by the Black Guard will easily carry the Skaven Warrior's smelting technology.
The immature magic steel dagger can cut the rat in two with a single blow.
Amidst the roars, the morale of the Noxian Black Iron Guards was boosted. Under the heavy casualties, the Skaven warriors began to collapse.
"Except for the shield bearer, everyone else will fight in with me!!"
Two more bright beams of lighting magic flew into the mine. The four black guards headed by Margaret became arrows and rushed into the mine in the opposite direction. The other warriors followed behind, tearing apart the Rat Man to pieces.
The formation quickly eliminated the rats.
The situation of the war began to become clearer.
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After many attempts and pleadings, Yinyue found that her spouse was still unwilling to climb onto her body, so she had to give up the idea of taking her spouse away, and returned to the sky alone to wander around, unwilling to leave for a long time.
For Lester, although he had been together for more than a month, he could no longer turn a blind eye to the silver-winged dragon bird, but now was not the time to tame and train the dragon bird, because the thing he was most worried about had still happened.
The Red-skinned Demonic Rat has the intention and actions to invade the surface of the earth.
"You leave a few crossbowmen for me who can control the Dark Blood Demonic Crossbow, and you take the rest back to continue to maintain order."
"Yes, Lord Leicester."
Epsol left with the others, while Lester mounted his horse and headed towards the Silver Mountains with three crossbowmen holding Dark Blood Demon crossbows.
Seeing Lester continue to move south, the silver moon in the sky also flapped its wings and followed closely.
After ten minutes of rapid running, the four of them soon arrived at the foot of the Shuoyin Mountains.
The large shield soldier stationed outside the mine heard the sound of horse hooves and looked back. His face was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed. He put down his heavy shield and gave a Noxian military salute to the visitor.
"Lord! You are back!"
"How's it going? Where's Margaret?"
Frowning and looking around, Lester didn't see many corpses of soldiers. On the contrary, there were quite a few dead rats. From this, it seemed that Margaret had commanded well and successfully understood how to create magic steel by herself.
The strategic intent of the equipment.
"Margaret, the commander of the regiment, has led other soldiers into the mine. Only those of us who are less mobile are left to defend the place."
Nodding noncommittally, without judging Margaret's behavior, Lester led the three crossbowmen directly into the dim mine, leaving the silver moon in the sky spinning anxiously.
The lighting magic hovering in the air was losing its effect. Fortunately, the remaining halo was enough for Lester and the three crossbowmen to see the path to the next lighting point. Without any hesitation, Lester ran towards the third mine tunnel.
Going deep alone is always a taboo in war. I didn't expect Margaret to make such a simple mistake.
At this moment, I can only hope that those mice don't know how to ambush...
The moment she entered the third mine tunnel, there was a sudden chill on her back, and Margaret realized that she had lost herself in the killing and made a fatal mistake.
There was no time to give the order to retreat. As if to confirm Margaret's idea, nest after nest of rat warriors and rat slingers sprang out of the back passage hole of the third mine tunnel, blocking it tightly.
"Prepare a circular defense formation! Set up guns!"
Seeing that she couldn't get out for a while, Margaret could only build a battle formation in the narrow mine tunnel to withstand the next impact.
The strange thing is that the rats blocking the way back did not attack. Their eyes were full of cruelty and bloodthirsty, but they always suppressed their own nature. This gave the soldiers whose way back was blocked a bad premonition. .
"Dong...dong...dong..."
The premonition turned into reality. Amidst the heavy footsteps of metal collision, a huge red-skinned rat man with a body of two meters, holding a big stick of orichalcum high, led a dozen armored rats of the same size from the depths of darkness. Come slowly.
In an instant, all the red-skinned demon rats went crazy and worshiped the tall rat man.
