Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 411 Perception of Ratman Threat
The outer fort was utterly embarrassed by the sudden appearance of iron projectiles. In the past few years, the soldiers had the usual impression that the rats of Pestilen only had plague claw catapults, and they couldn't even wear leather armor. Transparent sling of inferior quality.

But these precise and deadly iron projectiles can't be faked. Only creatures who have specialized in this way for a long time can accurately hit the enemy with such power.

"The flamethrower stops firing!"

Without the order of the non-commissioned officer, the arsonist with only one person had stopped pulling the trigger, and ducked his head in the bunker to avoid the coming second round of shooting.

The sharp-eyed Raskol poked his head out, and immediately found some sneaky figures behind a large number of plague rats. Different from the rats he met before, these rats' bodies appeared extraordinarily slender and flexible, and their fur appeared much smoother.

"Damn it, it must be the ratmen of the old world." Raskul gritted his teeth and growled. The Plague clan alone is already difficult enough. If the rats of the old world join here, Sky City may soon fall.

If the offensive and defensive battles around Sky City are still clear, the encounters that took place in the southern Great Forest Sea began to become extremely cruel. In the past, the Sotek Sect relied on the nature of the jungle dwellers, whether it was concealment or environmental protection. In terms of adaptation, they can often gain a tactical advantage over the rats.

But since some rats covered in black cloth appeared, the situation has changed. Many scouts were beheaded, and the remaining scales were hung on the trees. Cold-blooded without emotion declares fear to come.

As the initiator of the Lustrian jihad, Tehenhauin could feel all of this. The fanatics stood quietly at the top of the sky city pyramid, watching everything that happened in the jungle.

The Sotek Legion has all been dispatched, and several leaders of the red-crested skinks with legendary glory are fighting with the rats. The snakes are making hoarse sounds, and the jungle is also howling, lamenting that all this happened to the eldest son of the Old Sage.

The large lapis lazuli basin used to offer Sotek's offerings has shattered, melting into tiny fragments in the blood of the rats.

The Snake-Prophet knew that the sixth and seventh offerings would require Imrik to complete, and now his job was to wait for them to come.

As the prophet who has been waiting for a long time, Imrik is still leading the army in the jungle. There have been reports from the front line that a large number of Skaven clans from the old world have appeared on the battlefield. There is no characteristic way of warfare.

Although he couldn't figure out why these ratmen bypassed the encirclement of Itain's navy and came to Lustria, the Dragon Prince felt that this was not a difficult task. The difficulty lies in how to find the ratmen in the underground tunnel .

As long as it is a frontal battlefield, Imrik believes that the coalition composed of Caledon and Lizardmen can crush any race in the mortal world, even if Gilles leads two hundred Bretonnian Grail Knights to hedge against, he will die Under the might of the stick.

"Prince, we have detected some Ratman troops hiding in the jungle. They seem to be scouts." A dragon prince came to Imrik, even in the jungle, still riding a tall horse.

For a few years, the advance team and Pestilen kept fighting for control of the route from Chapeiutto to Sky City, and the result was that neither side actually controlled the necessary marching road.

Because Masno directly asked the flame mage to burn a passage in the jungle, and wiped out all the ground suitable for the rats to hide, and the scorched earth became an integral part of this road of blood.

It can be said that under every meter of road traveled, there is a corpse of a rat buried.

"Get rid of them. The rats are as hateful as Drucci. They are the most trashy existences in this world. Only when they are dead can the air be fresher." Imrik scolded Drucci while explaining the instructions. , If you want to describe how bad a person is in Caledon, then Drucci is the best description. What kind of bullshit elf racial consciousness, only when Drucci dies, the world will be a little cleaner.

"Yes." After the Dragon Prince took the order, he led a group of people straight to the depths of the dense forest.

The march with a total of 2 people seemed extremely slow, with stops and stops along the way. During the break, the magic swordsmen headed by Augsig became very interested in the physiological structure of the rat people.

After catching a few ratmen who were still alive, they couldn't wait to conduct an anatomical experiment in the camp for the purpose of research.

The net result is that Augsig has a much different view of the ratmen, fearsome creatures born for evil purposes.

The body structure is not strong, but the thick hind legs have extremely strong explosive power, the joints can move flexibly, the claws that can tear leather armor are enough to climb anywhere, and the sharp front teeth are like blades, even if they cannot penetrate thick The iron plate can also tear off a large piece of flesh from an unprotected enemy.

Coupled with the extraordinarily powerful digestive system and extremely small stomach, this means that these rat people are hungry for a long time.

A race that can reproduce in large numbers, has a very short growth cycle, and is always hungry, any place occupied by it will soon become a lifeless forbidden zone.

After all, Augsig saw with his own eyes that the hungry brown mouse, which was used for experiments, swallowed the flesh and blood of its own kind without hesitation.

"His Royal Highness, I am very glad that you are so concerned about this race that Ulthuan has not yet attracted attention. I believe that after this report is sent to Saffrey, Lord Belannar will also support your actions." Augsig rode alongside Imrik on horseback, talking about the report just written yesterday with emotion.

He came to Lustria out of respect for Alfonso and his friendship with Davian, but he didn't expect to encounter a threat worthy of high attention.

The second magic swordsman can vaguely feel that these ratmen are the cancer of the world, gnawing at the world that Asur has been guarding for thousands of years.

Imrik also quite agrees with Augsig's words. The most important thing is that he is a man who can become a Hoth Demon Swordsman. Talents will be sent to the Mage Sequence, or to the Juggernaut of Hoth team that serves as the archmage's bodyguard.

If this can pull him to work under him, it will be a rare help.

"Azul always thinks that Caledor's mission is to protect Ulthuan, but he doesn't know that the real threat has been distributed in every corner of the world. We need to eliminate these enemies hidden in the dark, leaving no one behind. Get rid of it." Looking at Augsig's thoughtful expression, Imrik continued to bewitch him,
"Only in this way can Asur continue to dominate the world, and only in this way can all races understand who saved the world 6000 years ago, and will do so in the future!"

(End of this chapter)