Alien world

Chapter 1872, Section 505: Air Raid
The berserker stepped forward decisively and roared, "Our warriors are hunting down the minions of the Great Horned Rat in the North, and the warriors of Free City are protecting our kingdom. Are you willing to just watch them gain glory?!"

"Not reconciled!"

He raised his battle axe high: "Then charge with me!"

They may have originally intended to lure the rat swarm away, but when they discovered that there weren't many rats behind them and the crisis on the city wall hadn't been resolved, the resistance fighters didn't retreat but instead advanced, turning around and charging towards the core of the ratmen.

Fermi, gazing at the flickering lights amidst the swarm of rats, suddenly spoke up: "Guide the resistance forces to the location of the gray rats."

"clear."

Without asking why they were alerting the enemy, Kirlian instructed the messenger to signal the reconnaissance airship with flags.

Soon, the stars in the sky began to twinkle, their light reaching the battlefield.

The Behemoth, which was keeping an eye on the position of the Gray Rat Priest, received the information. The scout knights ran around, shouting in goblin language to lower the altitude. Then, two goblins worked together to carry the cannonball to the bridge of the Behemoth, poked their heads out to check the distance to the Gray Rat Priest, and kept screaming for the helmsman to move the position before throwing the cannonball.

whoosh-

thump.

A cannonball falling from the sky accurately struck the head of a giant savage rat fifty meters away from the gray-haired rat priest, instantly crushing a piece of its hard skull.

The giant slug, whose size was comparable to that of the steel golem, raised its head, swayed, and then collapsed, its brain matter gushing out.

However, they were too far away to see whether the attack hit or not; they only saw that no firelight was lit.

Why don't you light a fire?

Why don't you light a fire?

They questioned each other, and then had to fetch another shell, ignite it, and hurriedly push it out of the railing, peering over it.

This time they fell even further, almost seventy meters away from the gray-haired rat. But the giant raptor that had been inexplicably crushed to death and the sudden burst of flames startled the gray-haired rat, causing it to panic.

The scouts on the Behemoth jumped and leaped, bringing out all the remaining cannonballs and bombarding the gray-haired rats that were in complete disarray.

The resistance fighters, rushing against the tide into the rat swarm, also noticed the commotion in the distance and realized that it was those black creatures that could float in the air guiding them.
"The ratman priest is up ahead, follow me!"

……

The swarm of rats on the city wall pressed closer and closer, and the defending army suffered repeated defeats.

They could only defend themselves on the city wall, which was about ten meters wide. If it weren't for the fact that falling from a height of thirty meters would turn them into rat mud, the Great Wall in the north would have already fallen.

Even so, the city is not far from falling—ratmen are constantly being pushed off the walls due to their dense population. It will probably not be long before the rat carcasses at the foot of the walls pile up to a considerable height, so that even if ratmen fall, they won't die and can thus enter the Empire.

While a few Skaven crossing the northern wall might not seem like much, it ultimately brought the Skaven onto the land of the Empire...

Clang!
The sparks brought Fermi back to his senses, and he saw Commissar Frank holding a shield to block the rat's claws that were within arm's reach. He could almost smell the stench emanating from the dripping slime and the rat's teeth.

Fermi thrust his rapier, close to the shield, into the Rat's chest from bottom to top, almost completely piercing it. Frank seized the opportunity to deliver a shield bash, knocking the Rat to the ground. Fermi followed closely, stomping and crushing the Rat's skull, before swaying from exhaustion and hurriedly grabbing the hilt of his sword.

The bloody night wind blew over the wall, causing the soaked lining of the armor to cling to the body, emitting a chill.

Frank managed to grab Fermi just in time, preventing him from falling headfirst. He turned back and roared, "Lordaeron, escort the legion commander back!" No one answered. Everywhere he looked, there was battle; the soldiers were bloodthirsty, their eyes fixed on the ratmen.

Frank had no choice but to help Fermi back to the middle.

Fermi's gaze shifted from the resistance fighters struggling to approach the gray rats to the soldiers who were fighting bloodily, relying on their sturdy plate armor to engage the ratmen in close combat, their hands stained with the blood of their own, the ratmen's, and their comrades, as they grasped the summoning crystal.

Is that enough?
"Commander, if you have any other tricks up your sleeve, use them quickly," Frank whispered at that moment.

Fermi was about to answer when he suddenly looked up.

In the west, a line of lights brighter than the stars drifted across the horizon.

Reinforcements?

The lights moved very fast, reaching directly above the Great Wall in the north within minutes, vaguely revealing the outline of the reconnaissance airship.

Just when Fermi thought they wouldn't be able to help, the approaching reconnaissance airship group suddenly changed direction and lowered its altitude, keeping a hundred meters away from the northern Great Wall and running parallel to it.

Fermi was about to ask for the binoculars when he noticed that Frank had already started looking through them, saying that the reconnaissance airship was spraying something downwards.

Those who witnessed this scene quickly found the answer: the reconnaissance airships emptied their fuses, quickly rose higher, and then dropped their torches.

The spinning torch fell toward the ground, and when it was still more than ten meters above the ground, it suddenly seemed to ignite something. The first spark lit up and burned down through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it merged with other flames and spread out into a vast expanse.

Amid the swarm of rats, a two-kilometer-wide and fifty-meter-long band of fire was artificially created. The terrifying flames turned the Great Wall of the North into daylight, and the scorching heat even made the eyes of the people on the wall burn and their hair curl up.

The twisted, frenzied shadow struggled in the flames, turning into charred remains in an instant. On the periphery, the more vigorous savage rats, engulfed in flames, rampaged wildly, but were completely unable to extinguish the fire.

Amidst the swarm of rats, the berserker who had seen the reconnaissance airship looked up, mouth agape, staring blankly at the scene that resembled a forbidden spell descending, and said in a daze:
"I want to drive one of these too..."

……

The behemoth no longer concealed its presence, signaling with flags that its leader was on its side.

The reconnaissance airship immediately changed direction and roared towards the location of the gray-haired rat priest.

The gray-haired rat priest was terrified and furious at the arrival of the human reinforcements.

If the Blackrocks hadn't turned back, if they had pushed the high-level ratmen over earlier, if they had climbed over from somewhere else...

The humans had discovered them. The gray-haired rat priest, who was already not very brave, became even more timid than the goblins. It dared not gamble, leaving behind the rat horde, and letting the champion rat lead it away in a sorry state.

The "black beast" floating in the air did not chase after them, but the gray-haired rat priests who were fleeing against the current towards the Gray Mountain Range did not notice that several reconnaissance airships that had been hiding themselves were silently rising in the air, turning into invisible black dots, and quietly following them.

……

Commanding the gray rats to run away, although the rat swarm was still there, the intensity and frequency of the attack suddenly dropped. In addition, the appearance of reinforcements greatly boosted the morale of the people on the city wall, and they withstood the rat swarm's attack.

After driving away the gray-haired rat priest, the reconnaissance airship turned around and headed north towards the Great Wall, further lowering its altitude.

The oil spilled by the reconnaissance airship had mostly burned out, and darkness returned to the area outside the Great Wall in the north.

(End of this chapter)