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"Mouse mother? Mother mouse?" In the dim underground tunnel, groups of great swordsmen, foot knights and dwarf armies advanced slowly. They slowed down their pace to let the dwarves follow closely.
This time there were more than twenty Rick's Guards who came down. This group of Rick's Guards were not only equipped with melee weapons, but also each had a revolver.
Ryan complained in his heart that the emperor's army was really rich.
For the imperial knights, they can be equipped with long-range weapons. For example, the knights of the famous Moorish Knights usually use long-range weapons, and will only engage in close combat when they have no choice.
In the south of the empire, the wealthy imperial troops always like to dress particularly fancy, just like the flowers of the empire (great swordsmen) in front of them. They wear colorful armors, colorful helmets and feathers, and fancy tights.
pants, and a bunch of decorations on her body, which is so sexy.
The same is true for the knights of the Empire. They are proud of their identity and hate anyone comparing them with the knights of Britannia. In the history of the Empire and Britannia, as long as it is knights versus knights, the Empire
I have never won, and it is the same no matter how many times I fight. Emperor Leopold relied on strong guns and cannons to defeat Britannia, and Emperor Karl-Franz defeated Britannia on steam tanks and
The powerful infantry regiment finally defeated Casfan through a side attack.
Ryan knew that in fact, the knights of the empire were not bad at fighting. The problem was that the knights of the Kingdom of Knights were too strong. Animals like the Holy Grail Knights could not be treated with common sense. In the face of invasion by foreign enemies, many times the Dukes' troops had not arrived yet.
A Grail Knight with a group of Grail Pilgrims has won the day.
After thinking too far, Ryan felt Lidya Su pinch him and quickly turned his attention back.
"No, you humans obviously don't know much about the Skaven. The Rat Mother is the lifeblood of a clan of Skaven." Belega's face was a little excited: "The Rat Mother is the only known Skaven at present.
The existence of the female of the Cavern rat-men is the reproductive machine of the entire rat-men clan. Generally, there are only two to three rat mothers in the entire clan, or even only one, and she is responsible for the reproduction of the entire clan."
"The rat mother is a ball of meat weighing hundreds of kilograms. It has no fighting ability and cannot even survive independently. If we can eliminate the rat mother of this clan this time, it will be a devastating blow to the rat clan."
"Write it down quickly!" Heilberg quickly motioned to Rick's guard to write it down quickly.
"If this can be done, it is naturally the best, but since the rat mother has no fighting ability, why would she come to the front line?" Ryan was a little surprised. In this case, why would the rat mother, the most important lifeblood of the rat group, come to the front line?
?
This doesn't sound very reasonable.
"It's food." Belegar carefully identified the passage of the deep mine. The King of Eight Peaks pondered for a while: "The Skaven need food very much, very much. If a mother rat wants to produce at full capacity, then it will
Need to eat a lot of food around the clock,
The castrated slave rats who serve her will constantly inject her with hallucinogenic drugs under the command of rat engineers to keep her in a state of excitement while eating like crazy. These rat mothers can give birth to a large litter of rats every week.
These mice only take two to three weeks to mature."
Now the old demon hunter also understood that Master Ernst was holding a battle ax with a golden iron cross in one hand and a scimitar with blue runes in the other hand. He used a very rough ore
The voice said: "If you want the mouse mother to give birth to mice at full capacity, you must ensure that
A large amount of food is continuously supplied, so after the Skaven launched an attack and gained something, it is not surprising that the Rat Mother would come to the front line, or we can infer that... the Skaven did not expect them at all.
Unable to capture Helmgart!"
Belegar nodded when he heard this, and the King of the Eight Peaks suddenly said in an unclear tone: "Hey, I have been thinking before, how did you become the supreme mentor of the demon hunter with your IQ, and now
I understand, you just don’t want to use your brain to think about problems. Compared to your brain, you prefer to talk with the knife and ax in your hand, right?"
"In the face of heretics, all we need is trial and purification." Ernst was unwilling to say too much to Belegar. The grumpy old demon hunter glared at Ryan. If he hadn't known that the Holy Grail Knight would not be corrupted, he would have never been corrupted before.
He might have already turned on Ryan.
This is Ernst's logical model.
Everyone continued to descend. After more than two hours, the army had gone deep into the ground. Unlike everyone's imagination, the depths of the mine were actually vast stretches of caves and even underground buildings!
Now these buildings made of boulders have been occupied by ratmen. They are filled with simple warpstone lighting devices and wooden boards, as well as ratman excrement, emitting an unpleasant stench.
"This place is simply a giant garbage dump." The female knight tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword at her waist. She asked Belega: "Look at the architectural style, the arrangement of these boulders, and the fineness of workmanship. How can the Ratman occupy this place?"
A dwarven fortress?”
"Shh~" Belegar walked to the door of a huge stone room, and he looked out carefully: "Clan Rat Patrol!"
"Hey~ha~hey~ha~" A large group of clan rats are patrolling. Among the deep mines and garbage dumps, there are about five hundred of these clan rats. They are holding swords, shields and spears, and are patrolling.
Patrolling under the leadership of several storm rats.
"Get ready to fight!" Marshal Rick Helberg began to signal the soldiers to prepare for battle. At the same time, he turned around and signaled Belegar to give the order: "Okay, dwarf king, tell me, how should we fight?"
Since he promised Belegar to obey his command, although Helberg had some objections to the emperor's order in his heart, Marshal Reik had no doubt that he would fully implement the emperor's will.
Belegar stood there and thought for a while, carefully observing the Clan Rat's patrol track.
Everyone had to wait patiently.
After five minutes, Belega suddenly shook his head: "No, we won't fight."
"Don't fight?" Helberg immediately realized that Belegar had other plans. Marshal Rick signaled the soldiers to quiet down, but he still remained patient: "Tell me your plan, dwarf? The enemy is right in front of you, don't fight.
Also give us a reason."
"Wait until the Rat Man comes to your door." Belegar thought about the situation and whispered: "If my prediction is correct... everyone, please rest where you are and eat something. The next step will be a hard battle."
The dwarf army didn't say anything. The sworn guards and rangers immediately sat down and took out the malt wine to eat with bread. The human army looked at Marshal Rick with some hesitation. After receiving Heilberg's order, these loyal
The soldiers finally sat down to rest.
During this whole process, not a single knight or swordsman said a word. They were like sophisticated war machines, always maintaining silence and orderly formation. Belegar stroked his beard, saying nothing on his face, but secretly in his heart.
He nodded, thinking that although the army under the emperor was not as good as the dwarves, the quality was still passable.
In the deep mine, Ryan pulled Sulia to sit down next to him. The stench around him made him lose his appetite. The Earl closed his eyes, and he patiently waited for Belega's order.
Belega motioned for several people to have a meeting together.
"I always feel a little uneasy." Sulia looked at the surrounding environment, the damp underground, the messy garbage piles, the turbid air, and the dim light. The female knight leaned as close to her husband as possible: "King Belega wants to
What are we doing here?"
"Obviously, he is waiting. The only thing that can make a stubborn dwarf wait patiently is..." Ryan turned his attention to Belega: "The prey we want."
"Exactly." Belegar nodded and said roughly: "You are right, man, we have to wait for the rat mother here. The war underground is not as good as above the ground. The number of troops and combat effectiveness we can invest at the same time is limited.
The engagement area is also very limited. In this case, if there are too many people, it will be easy to be exposed, and if there are too few people, the combat effectiveness will be insufficient."
In the dim light of the fire, Belega continued to lay out tactics: "It is easy to deal with the patrol, but it is not worth the loss to arouse the ratmen's alarm. This is my plan."
"First, we wait for the Rat Mother to appear, and then the Demon Hunters and Imperial Marshals will lead the great swordsmen and walking knights and set off directly towards the Rat Mother, preparing to deal with the albino guards."
"Then the dwarves will protect your flanks, and the rangers will target those particular Skaven and destroy them."
"Nine times out of ten, there will be that thing protecting the rat mother. Ryan, go and deal with it. I mean, I'll leave it to you to deal with it. You Holy Grail Knights are always particularly good at dealing with large behemoths."
"OK."
After the action plan was arranged, the group of people began to wait in a dark corner.
Twenty minutes later, the rat mother appeared.
The dwarves were okay, but the human army's scalp went numb the moment they saw the rat mother.
It was a mass of rotten meat that was constantly squirming. The huge mass of meat was constantly moving along the ground under the transportation of a large group of slave rats. It was at least three meters long, except for a huge rat head and a tail behind it.
The rest of its body swelled into a ball covered with
Various ugly scars, traces of abscesses and ulcers, yellow pus flowing down its body, the internal organs covered with green spots can almost be seen from the rotten flesh, and the rat's head is constantly dripping with death.
Using magic potion and filthy liquid, the slave rats stuffed food into the mouth of the mother rat one after another.
There are dozens of protrusions on the body of the meat ball. A large group of baby rats are sucking on the protrusions. Green stench is sprayed out from the protrusions. Hundreds of baby rats are like a mudslide, surrounding the mother rat.
Spin and grab food.
The rat mother is surrounded by hundreds of storm rat guards and thousands of clan rats. In addition, the rat mother is surrounded by two albino guards wearing red armor and a rat troll.
"That's the Rat Mother." Seeing the Rat Mother's appearance, Beleja's eyes burst out with endless hatred: "Kill it, and the entire clan of Rat Men will decline!"
"Oh, I like this tactic!" Marshal Rick Heilberg's stern face finally showed some expression: "Soldiers, prepare to fight!"
"Get ready to fight! Dwarf warriors! It's time for the Skaven to pay with their blood." As the Skaven slowly approached, Belegar signaled that it was time to fight: "Listen to my orders, human soldiers!"
The dwarf army began to take out grenades and detonators from their bodies and use ignition devices to light them.
"Two seconds delay!"
Almost at the same time, all the detonators and grenades were ignited, and the fuses burned, making bursts of noise.
"???Dwarf gunpowder! It's a beard thing! Protect, protect the rat mother!" The Skaven also discovered the human and dwarf coalition at this time. They encountered a sneak attack by the human and dwarf coalition, and were horrified, but there was no ratman.
Instead, the clan rats and storm rats began to rush towards the coalition forces crazily.
"Let go!" Belegar ordered, and dozens of detonators and grenades fell into the group of rats.
Fireworks exploded among the rats, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of rats were blown to pieces.
Many detonators and grenades were thrown towards the rat mother. In desperation, the group of slave rats used their bodies to resist the explosion, which caused chaos in the command of the rat group.
"Ah! Bearded thing! Killkill! Human thing! diedie!" The rats were suddenly attacked and fell into chaos. The storm rats were working hard to command the army, but the coalition obviously would not give them this chance.
"Raise your sword!" Marshal Rick Helberg was the first to draw the long sword from his waist. Behind him were fifty knights on foot and one hundred swordsmen: "Forward!"
"For the empire! For Charlemagne! For Emperor Karl-Franz! Completely wipe out these rats from the territory of the empire!" Heilberg was the first to launch a charge, with the rune tooth "Hatemaker" in his hand.
The sword chopped the three clan rats into pieces.
"Forward!!!" The foot knights and great swordsmen roared. They rushed into the rats and started hand-to-hand combat. Angrond's oath guards and rangers later joined.
In a small environment like a mine, it is extremely difficult for long-range weapons to perform well, which not only limits the ratmen, but also limits the dwarves. At this time, the walking knights and great swordsmen can finally unleash themselves unscrupulously.
With all their strength, especially the great swordsmen, these flowers of the empire are simply the nemesis against the short ratmen.
The two-handed sword was very effective against small units. The Skaven immediately discovered that the clan rats were no match for these human armies. The storm rats wanted to push forward but were blocked by the rats, and they could only scream in anger.
"Tighten your formation and stand firm!" Belegar commanded the human army: "You must not disperse!"
"Yes!" The human army obeyed Belegar's command and always stayed together.
"Very good, Hal Hafer, activate the Iron Dragon Cannon!" Belega observed the war situation, and then he signaled his great engineer to take action: "Mrs. Sulia, please protect our Iron Dragon Cannon."
The chief engineer of the Angland clan, Halharver-the gold digger, nodded. He raised a huge iron pipe in his hand behind him. The other dwarf held up the trigger and ignition machine, with the nozzle and
The fuel barrel is connected with a hose.
Under the extremely rapid increase in temperature, the Iron Dragon Cannon spurted out scorching flames more than ten meters long. These terrifying flames quickly engulfed the entire Skaven army, and all the Skaven burned by the flames were turned into coke.
, this fire dragon, under the control of the dwarf engineer, harvested the lives of the rat people to its heart's content, and the entire cave was illuminated by firelight like daylight.
"Kill! Kill!" Some rat men tried to get close to the Iron Dragon Cannon. Sulia killed these rat men on the spot, then blocked the rat troll's attack head-on and started a fierce battle with the monster.
A fierce hand-to-hand battle unfolded in the underground world. The rat people resisted desperately and blocked the offensive of the human and dwarf coalition forces. At this time, even the humblest rat people knew not to retreat, because the rat mother was right behind them!
Even so, under the fierce frontal battle, the Skaven gradually collapsed. A Skaven albino guard took out a dimension stone phone: "Wai? Yaoyao Lin? Pick it up for me, pick up the Orsaid warlord, we met
Human things, despicable, despicable and shameless sneak attack! We..."
"Boom!" The firecracker coming from the side blew the head of the albino guard open. The sword and ax in Ernst's hand turned into bloody light and shadow, killing the Storm Rats that besieged him: "Don't even think about shouting.
Reinforcements.”
The human army gradually approached the location of the rat mother.
At this moment, as if out of desperation, bells began to ring from the deepest part of the Rat Man formation.
"Dong~dong~dong~"
A giant beast that humans have never seen before begins to emerge from the depths of the underground world.
Its body is more than five meters high. Its four-legged torso, which is full of twisted limbs and traces of flesh and blood sutures, is obviously sewn together from the body of a bipedal flying dragon, but the front end of its erect body is covered with the head of a mouse! Its feet
There were twenty or thirty of them, and these rat heads were wailing and hissing in pain. They were smelted together by twisted alchemy and bipedal dragons, and finally formed this extremely evil creature.
The six arms are either cannons, broadswords, plague incense burners, or spikes, and there are two warpstone machine guns under the arms, spitting out green flames.
An arm was raised, and the dimensional lightning cannon was fired from its arm. Several great swordsmen were hit by the cannon and melted into a ball of paste on the spot.