Alien world

Chapter 1576 Chapter 210. Ratman's Trap

After this battle, there were no more ratmen left within a hundred miles for them to accumulate merits.

As for going further north... they are just here to practice, not to cause trouble.

Jack ordered the soldiers to retreat a distance and return to the temporary camp to receive training from the elf instructors.

Pike was taken away by his instructor for secret training, and he set out with only three days' worth of rations and ammunition.

Jack himself abandoned the legion and ran back to the City Lord's Mansion. He spent the whole day in the strategy room with Fermi, Renato and others, keeping an eye on the situation in the north.

Thanks to the Empire, the pressure on the Dimon Kingdom has been reduced and the counterattack is imminent. Olmedo is trying to persuade them: because so far, the only ones who have fought against the Empire are the ratmen, and the demons are nowhere to be seen. Compared with the ratmen, the demons are more interested in the Dimon Kingdom.

The Dimon Kingdom was resolute, but told Liberty City not to worry: they had been fighting demons in the Snow Mountain Fortress for hundreds of years and knew them well.

They could smell the devil's stinking burning smell from hundreds of miles away.

Olmedo was indeed not worried, because the pace of the empire was unstoppable, and every few days a piece of victory news was reported, either the beheading of the Rat King or the complete annihilation of a rat nest, and it would be embarrassing to eliminate a large number of ratmen.

Judging from the map, the Red Guards, Black Watch, Silver Storm and Gray Bone Legion were like an arrow that penetrated deeply into the North, attracting the attention of the surrounding ratmen and demon coalition forces, and helping the Principality of Keating to break out of the siege.

The Imperial Royal Magic Academy's Mage Corps and conscripts became auxiliary, following behind the four legions.

"I don't think something is right..."

Seeing the empire getting deeper and deeper, Annan frowned: "It seems... too smooth."

The Rat Kings were not cabbages. Less than half a month had passed since the war began, and the Rat Kings that had been eliminated by the Empire could already play a deck of cards together. Or did he still underestimate the Empire? They were so martial that beating the Rat Clan was like beating a grandson?

But the forces sent by the empire account for only one-third at most. If they were so powerful, why would Annan still develop the Free City? They could just cling to the Empire and be done with it.

"In any case, let's give them a reminder. It's up to them whether they listen or not."

It's like a gift to the ancestors. The ancestors may not want it, but Annan cannot refuse it.

After personally writing a letter and having it delivered to Montreal Mountain, Annan, still feeling a little uneasy, walked out of the city, to the suburbs, and then to the fields.

Annan walked through the green wheat fields. No matter if they were farmers weeding, residents carrying buckets of water and rushing home, or children chasing and playing, everyone he met would stop what they were doing and pay respect to him.

Residents live and work in peace and contentment, young people are full of vigor and vitality, workers are full of hope, the elderly have a place to rely on, and officials are on the road to realizing their dreams...

We must not allow war to destroy all this.

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The stinking rift walls are covered with fluorescent mosses, dyeing the canyon a sickly green.

When the Black Watch's heavy armor stepped through the mud, the soles of their boots would always bring up a few half-rotten rat-man finger bones - it wasn't them who did it.

The rat tide is consumable, which can be used to weaken the enemy and also as food. According to rough estimates, a group of rats will consume more than 30% of their number when traveling from the snowy mountains to Middle-earth without any external enemies. They encountered many such remnants along the way, and careless ratmen would always slip through the net.

The scouts ahead successfully passed through the canyon and stood guard at the high points on both sides of the canyon. The Black Watch Legion began to advance, and when they passed the middle section, the warning crystal on the Albek staff suddenly exploded into powder.

"Disperse the formation and be careful above your heads!" The legion commander's roar was half a breath late.

A large number of dimensional rats suddenly jumped out around the scouts. They did not attack the most vulnerable and best-protected mage group, but instead attacked the scattered scouts far away from the troops.

Those who can become scouts are elites, but it is difficult for them to escape from the continuous attacks of dimensional rats - and that is enough.

The rock walls on both sides of the canyon suddenly collapsed, and the falling rocks crashed towards the legion below, but were blocked by the shields that were raised in time.

"Speed ​​up through the canyon, Mage Corps, control the overhead!" The legion commander gave the order calmly, giving up the option of retreating.

If the rat man dares to do this, he will probably face a dead end.

The legion advanced rapidly, passing through a narrow passage that was only seven or eight meters wide at its narrowest point. The rock walls above their heads towered like closed beast jaws - at this moment, thousands of bloated black shadows suddenly appeared above their heads - they were the high-level ratmen, the Blink Rats. These high-level ratmen who could sneak into a city-state silently and easily destroy an army were now tied with fel stones, and their swollen bodies exploded one after another in mid-air.

Green flames poured down like a waterfall, and the corrosive fel slime melted the magic shield. The shield quickly stood up, and although it was corroded with honeycomb-shaped holes, it still held up.

But the attack at the cost of thousands of blink rats was not just to make more holes in the shield...

The rock layers splashed by the evil energy began to melt, and the canyon landforms that had been corroded over billions of years began to collapse on a large scale as they were destroyed and hollowed out.

The Black Watch is not afraid of millions of ratmen, but with millions of tons of rocks pressing down on their heads, not even the Balrog can escape.

The ratmen want to bury them in this canyon!
Archmage Albek raised his staff, and the mages followed his guidance as if they had trained thousands of times, and a silver protective shield was formed as magic power surged.

The legendary wizard in the team completed the spell at the same time: an earth element elder several dozen meters tall, with a head almost level with the top of the canyon, emerged from the magic circle and controlled the millions of tons of rock that were falling the moment he came out.

The next moment, the seemingly solid ground beneath their feet suddenly collapsed, swallowing up all the legionnaires who were caught off guard.

A hint of surprise finally flashed across Albek's calm eyes: the ratmen actually hollowed out the bottom of the canyon!
A white light flashed, and everyone, including the surrounding stones, were subjected to the group light feather technique and slowly floated down.

However, the ratmen running around at the bottom of the pit had nowhere to hide. Amid the deafening roar, they were crushed to death on the spot by the rocks that fell like a rainstorm.

When they finally landed, the tremors beneath their feet made it a luxury for them to even stand firm - the vibrations came from the huge rocks that kept falling on their heads, as well as the tide of rats that surged out from the darkness deep in the dungeons on all sides.

The legendary wizard was unable to free his hands, and he and the earth elemental elder blocked the sand and rocks that kept falling on their heads, trying to bury them.

The rats that surged out from the depths of darkness were all high-level soldiers. They rushed forward fearlessly, making it difficult for the legion soldiers to deal with them. In the depths of the surging rat tide, several catapults with bright green light were pushed by the ratmen amid the sound of wheels turning.

Obviously, they had planned this attack for a long time.

(End of this chapter)