Your war hammer is too fake

The four-wheeled carriage was moving slowly on the flat and wide street, and the experienced driver controlled the speed to ensure that his employer could arrive at the palace of the Elector at just the right time. This job was not difficult. Since County Magistrate Ai took office in Goose City, both "Aiwen" and Aiwen had been cracking down and focusing on infrastructure construction.

Although Marienburg is not yet at the level of leaving doors unlocked at night, violent crimes such as robbery, rape, and murder have basically disappeared, and petty theft has also decreased a lot. Gang members who commit slightly serious crimes will be publicly executed as a warning to others after being caught, and those who commit less serious crimes will be sent to the mines as consumables. After being screened, most of the orphans controlled by the gangs will be sent to the Zhongsi Academy to correct their various bad habits with strict military discipline, and a few who are too extreme will also be hanged.

Wherever the Lord of the Holy Scriptures marches, there is no room for the little beasts to protect themselves.

After sweeping away the foxes and rats in the city and crushing many of the cultists who were mixed in, an administrative system that directly controlled every street and every family was established. Due to factors such as cost and safety, this ruling model that is close to modern standards cannot be promoted throughout the West Territory, but at least as the provincial capital and economic center, Evelyn will never tolerate the existence of a second government or gray order in Marienburg.

In addition to efforts in public security, Evelyn also worked hard on infrastructure. Marienburg is different from ordinary cities. Its urban area is composed of islands protruding from the river, and each island is a community. The mighty and surging Reik River flows from east to west into the Claw Sea, dividing the urban area into two parts, north and south, and there is only a bridge connecting the two.

As a highly international metropolis, Marienburg gathers people from all over the Old World and even more distant countries. There are not only humans, but also a large number of elves, dwarves and halflings living here, although for some well-known reasons, it is difficult to see elves in the city nowadays.

Marienburg is not only a place of cultural exchange and collision, but also a hotbed of countless conflicts and contradictions. Of course, Egwene cannot simply and rudely drive away some citizens, but she does not like this overly dynamic social atmosphere, and even more so this fragmented urban layout. She has no good way to deal with the former. Although the imperial people generally have a sense of superiority in terms of civilization, the fact is that the imperial people's culture is not strong, and it is impossible to assimilate the citizens of Marienburg who come from a messy background.

As for the latter, except for allowing a few islands to maintain their relative independence, Evelyn reclaimed land on the rest, filling up most of the urban waterways except the main channel of the Rick River. Then, specially hired Zhendan alchemists cast the Five Elements magic to permanently transform the mud and sand into rock, and merge it with the original islands.

The Elector's actions made the citizens feel at a loss, but they really had no good reason to oppose the Elector's actions - even if Egwen was there, she would not bother to pay attention to them. After half a year of hard work, the transformation of the northern city where the Elector's Palace and the City Hall were located had been completed. Except for the factory area of ​​the Coast Heavy Industry Group and the original Elf Town, which remained as they were, all other island communities, large and small, filled in the river and demolished the useless bridges and docks.

After completing the renovation of the North City, the renovation project has been temporarily suspended. Aiwen plans to deal with the high elf intervention army before starting the South City, which is larger than the North City.

Tang De's mansion is located at the South Pier in the South City District. It takes three bridges to reach the palace area. When the ding-dong sound of the bell stopped, the knight came back to his senses from his thoughts. Yami Gemi got out of the car first. The taciturn servant stood by the door. When the knight got out of the car and walked past him, the butler immediately closed the door.

"Go and have fun," Tang De threw a golden crown to his valet, "Come back and pick me up in two hours."

Ma Gemi nodded vigorously. Under the command of the palace guards, the coachman stopped the carriage at the designated location, then jumped off the carriage and followed Ma Gemi away. After watching his two servants go away, Tang De withdrew his gaze. He straightened his tricorn hat on his head and walked into the palace of the Elector with his head held high, led by a servant.

He already saw Mrs. Melinda standing inside the door waiting.

……

Note 1: Yamagami-Tetsuya is the romanization of "Yamagami Tetsuya".

The author says:

Author's words: Reply to reader "Reader1659590858":

Kinetic beam cannon is a superior alternative to steam harpoon. Steam guns are only found on ships of the Empire and Dwarves, and have never been used by the Shenzhou fleet. As for the close defense of the elven ship, I will naturally mention it when I write about it. Anyway, it is not psychic power, but also a magical attack device.

Answer to reader "zzz17746":

Transformation into a system unit requires true willingness, and only education can achieve this effect (education is to recreate a new personality that is absolutely obedient to a specific object and eliminate the original personality). In the setting of this book, most mental interference methods cannot reach the subconscious level or are not effective, so there is a possibility of loss of control; only education can reshape the subconscious, and for this reason, it is the only absolutely reliable and inescapable mind control designated in this book.

Chapter 329: Unexpected Reunion

Southland, in the shaded south, deep in the tropical rainforest.

This pursuit, which put concealment first, had lasted for four days. Xiao Yiyue and Morgan Linge boarded a Kingfisher-class frigate and went deep into the rainforest, following the traces left by the rat army as they marched, all the way to an unknown area. This was a land that the scouts of the Zhemu King's Court had never set foot on. It was more than a thousand kilometers away from Tal Zhuan'er in a straight line. Even the falcon cavalry would not fly to such a far place during their routine patrols.

Except for the occasional capture of a few tongues, the airship never landed during this period. Since these rats could be identified by their appearance, the two holy scripture masters did not dare to let their men bring the captives on board. Instead, they interrogated them on the spot and burned them to death. When everyone returned to the ship after the incident, they had to use the [Plague Repelling Curse] to disinfect it several times before they could rest assured.

The intelligence the reconnaissance team obtained from the ducknecks was quite limited. The Plague Clan, or all the ratmen clans under the Plague Brotherhood, were the few tough ones among the Skaven race: every one of them was a crazy fanatic, suffering from all kinds of diseases and mentally insane to the extreme, and they were unable to communicate normally at all.

Xiao Yiyue has no psychic talent and cannot read minds. [Soul Search] can only obtain fragmentary memories, and often misses key information, which can easily lead to mistakes. As for Morgan, the magic version of the confession potion she made before setting off was also not very effective for this crazy rat with a problem in the brain. After all the trouble, the only thing they gained was to confirm that the summoning order came from the highest level of the Plague Clan. As for whether it was the order issued by the leader of the Plague Clan, Nagrich, personally, that was unknown.

Another intelligence gain was that they finally learned the gathering place of the ratmen: the lost southern lizardman temple city of Cuexotl, located in the upper reaches of the Red River and close to the mountains on the edge of the southern world.

After seeing the magnificent pyramid at the end of the horizon, which literally towered into the clouds, from afar, the airship quietly landed on a small hill with a wide view and convenient observation of the surrounding situation. Then a wanderer and a shadow spellcaster left the team and headed towards the direction of the temple city for reconnaissance.

The two Kaldorei elites who went out to scout came back soon, reporting that they saw a huge camp that stretched to the end of the field of vision, and the garbage-like camp was crowded with dirty ratmen. In addition, they also found that the ratmen were fighting with the greenskins.

"Have you seen the temple city?" Morgan asked, "Are there any traces of lizardmen?"

The answer to both questions was no. Since the Lord of the Crucified Wood Court asked them to go and come back quickly and find out the general situation first, the two Kaldorei did not go deep into the battlefield, but just took a quick look around the periphery. They did not directly see Kos'ota, except for the ridiculously tall and huge pyramid in the center of the temple city; they also did not see any lizardmen. There were only ratmen, wild orcs and goblins on the battlefield, and the wild orcs and goblins were clearly divided from each other, as if they were different forces.

"I'll go alone," Xiao Yiyue thought for a moment and said, "You and the boat stay here."

"I'll go with you," Morgan said immediately, "In case of any emergency, we can take care of each other."

The governor of the Shuofang Army thought about it and agreed. She cast a spell to summon a cloud, which lifted herself and Morgan from under her feet. After ordering the remaining personnel to be alert and to retreat by boat if something went wrong, and not to worry about the two of them, the two Lords of the Holy Scripture flew into the blue sky and soon arrived above the Temple City.

"I never thought that I would use the word 'magnificent' to describe a ruin that has been abandoned for at least a thousand years," Xiao Yiyue poked his head out from the clouds. "By the way, how on earth were such a large pyramid built?"

"Don't forget, Changyuan's main wall is 400 meters high," Morgan shrugged. "GW ​​never thinks much when writing settings. They are famous for their math teachers dying early."

"Xiao An said that Kosota is not outstanding among the temple cities. Even if we only count the South, it is not the largest temple city. At least Zetland is larger than it," the tall lady with silver hair and red eyes retracted her gaze, "I didn't see any lizardmen, not even one. How about you?"

Morgan shook his head. "Wait," the Kaldorei girl suddenly noticed something, "fly over there!"

Xiao Yiyue immediately followed his instructions. As the distance between them shortened, they noticed that in the ruins of the temple city covered with mosses and vines, there suddenly appeared an independent community with a very different architectural style from the Lizardmen. This community is located in the southwest corner of the Kosota city area, surrounded by a three-meter-high stone wall, and there is a walkway inside the wall for standing.

At this moment, two armies were engaged in a fierce offensive and defensive battle around the wall. Both the defenders and the attackers were ratmen, but even the giant lizards would not confuse the two: the attackers were the Plague Clan ratmen, or their vassal clans, with tattered weapons, tattered clothes, and even tattered bodies; on the other hand, the defenders looked healthy and well-nourished, with uniform weapons and armor, and they moved in a well-organized manner, obviously having received good training.

The defenders, apart from their race, were not like ratmen in any other way. Apart from that, even when facing an enemy with dozens of times their number, they were still able to hold their ground and stubbornly repel wave after wave of attacks. Even with the bonus of fortifications, this performance was very un-ratman.

In addition, the equipment, tactics and fighting style of the defenders were also very different from the impression of the Skavens by the Lords of the Holy Scriptures. Xiao Yiyue and Morgan observed for a while and found that there were no modified creatures such as Rat Trolls in the lineup of the defenders. Instead, there were a lot of long-range weapons: contrary to the impression left by a certain Total War on the players, the Skavens in the background have never been a shooting tribe. The high-tech weapons of the Skryre Clan are extremely expensive, and only the richest clans can afford them. The most important individual long-range weapon of the Skaven race is actually the sling in the hands of the slave rats.

However, the defenders in front of them were equipped with a large number of crossbows. What was even more exaggerated was that each ratman crossbowman was equipped with a gear-type winder. All the crossbows were of the same specifications, which proved that they were mass-produced in the arsenal. Every step the attacking ratmen took towards the wall required a large number of casualties. Dense rain of arrows flew out from behind the wall without stopping, killing these rotten rats who had basically lost their sense of pain due to the torture of the disease in large numbers on the way to the attack.

With the help of the bow stringer, the defenders were able to save a lot of energy and maintained a high intensity of firepower delivery. There were many crossbows that were scrapped and damaged under such overload intensity, and the ratmen crossbowmen would throw away the broken crossbows without thinking, and then pick up new crossbows from the side to continue shooting. Obviously, the defenders had stockpiled a large number of spare weapons and crossbow arrows.

When the attackers, despite the rapidly increasing casualties, pushed forward to the wall at all costs, the defenders immediately threw round, rough pottery jars outside the wall. When the pottery jars broke on the ground, flames exploded and set the hairy attackers on fire.

About two blocks away, slave rats, under the ruthless whipping of the overseers, pushed 13 Plague Claw trebuchets to the designated positions. Just as the operation team began to load the trebuchets with disgusting ammunition that looked like vomit, a team of air knights took off from behind the wall. The heavily armored storm rats drove the pterosaurs under their crotches and calmly approached the attacking artillery positions from the air. Then, at the moment they flew over the trebuchets, they ordered their mounts to release their claws.

Amid a series of explosions, the attacking catapults were engulfed in flames, while the Skaven Sky Knights slipped back behind the wall, leaving the frustrated rats jumping on the ground.

"Is this another colleague?" Xiao Yiyue's expression was a little subtle: "But it seems that this colleague is much better than that pure-blooded loser Cavery."

"No, not in the same line," Morgan shook his head, his expression serious, "Look there. Do you see it?"

"...Faceless Man," Xiao Yiyue uttered the word, "Let's go back first. Xiao An must know about this matter immediately."

The author says:

Author's words: Reply to the reader "Invincible Pure and Cute Person":

You are talking about technical considerations, but the decision to fill the tributary in the book was made for political purposes. The composition of the residents of Marienburg is too complex. You can find almost all the existing human ethnic groups in Warhammer here. No ethnic group can occupy even a relatively strong position, and there are also a large number of foreign residents, etc. The result of excessive cultural diversity is that the city of Marienburg has almost no centripetal force and cohesion. The urban area of ​​Marienburg is composed of various large and small islands. Each island is a community. This physical barrier brings a spiritual barrier. Filling the tributary is the first step to break this barrier. Moreover, these technical problems are not unsolvable.

Answer to reader "1663605194":

Lizardmen are not a normal race. Their cold-blooded logic and absolute adherence to the grand plan make them doomed to be unable to coexist with other races.

Chapter 330: The Secret of Psychic Power

Psionics, the power that comes from the mind itself, is a miracle that turns will into reality and is independent of magic.

Psionics and magic are completely different. The Winds of Magic in Warhammer originate from the thinking activities of intelligent creatures. It is the reflection of their thoughts in the subspace. Through conflicts, collisions, intersections, and fusions that are too complex to be described in words, it eventually forms a kind of energy that can be sensed by some life forms and then used in a specific way.

But psychic energy is different. It does not need and will not have a direct connection with the Chaos Realm. It is generated from the user's mind and is an extension of will in the material realm. Compared with magic, the most fundamental difference between the two is that the wind of magic comes from all intelligent creatures in the material world, while psychic energy always comes from a single object, whether it is a psychic or a psychic machine.

Due to this difference, psychic power is far inferior to magic in terms of power limit: in the heyday of the Lizardmen, the magic toads were able to use the energy of the complete version of the spirit vein giant network to complete unimaginable feats such as adjusting the orbits of planets, and splitting and adjusting continental plates was even easier, but psychic power could never achieve such exaggerated effects -

Unless this psychic is a god of the same level as the Four Evil Gods.

Not to mention redrawing the map, even the most powerful psychic device ever created by the ancient Faceless Men could not do things like raise mountains from the ground, and psychic machines are far superior to the most powerful Mind Masters in terms of output power. Although the upper nodes of the Nest Clan are much stronger than the Faceless Men in terms of total psychic energy, even they cannot compete with psychic machines in this regard. In addition, psychic power also requires more talent from the user than magic.

Taking the human race as an example, only one in a hundred people possess the "second sight", that is, the magical sense, and even fewer of them can truly become spellcasters. If we change to psychic power, it is difficult to find an individual with psychic talent among a thousand humans, and psychic talent is naturally more hidden than magical talent, and less likely to be detected.

People who have magical talent but don't know how to use it can often "see" things that others can't see. There are always some strange things happening around them that can't be explained by common sense, such as the inexplicable death of animals at home, wild beasts always wandering around but not attacking, and wooden bowls and spoons spontaneously igniting with just one touch... and so on. If they are on the land of the Empire, in the best case, they will be recruited by the Imperial School of Magic, and the next best case is that they will be sent to the stake by witch hunters who come after hearing the news. In the worst case, their innate talent will attract Chaos Demons and become the medium for the evil power of the Warp to invade the mortal world.

Before their psychic powers truly awaken, potential psychics usually do not show any difference from ordinary people except that their intuition is more accurate. Moreover, their intuition is only relatively more accurate, and they cannot reach the level of true psychics who can swing a sword to block bullets just by relying on their sixth sense.

Since unlocking the memory matrix left by Dorzer and mastering the psychic heritage of the Faceless Ones, An Jiyue has been trying to find and train more psychics, but unfortunately there has been no progress. The external manifestation of psychic talent is too hidden. Although the Faceless Ones have the technology to detect psychic talent and can find potential psychics from the tribes they enslaved, the memory matrix does not record the relevant information of this technology. An Jiyue's Templar plan can only remain on paper.

Compared to the nearly omnipotent magic, psychic power has its limitations in application, but its advantages are equally outstanding. Apart from other things, psychic power alone can resist the erosion of the power of chaos to a certain extent, so the psychic power has a very high resistance to chaos, which is extremely valuable. Parentheses, except for the Hive. The individuals of the Hive are born with a mental network that only they can access. Chaos only needs to attack the lower nodes first. Even the most powerful upper nodes cannot withstand the chaos corruption that spreads along the mental network, unless they can first cut off the mental connection with the Kara... (crossed out) Hive network.

In addition to the crucial resistance to chaos, the biggest advantage of psionic energy is safety. Since it comes from the user's own power, psionic energy is highly controllable. Basically, as long as the user does not commit suicide, this thing will never get out of control, and the release speed of psionic energy is faster than that of spells. To cast magic, you need to gather the wind of magic first, and then form a spell. Even the most powerful wizard needs a process to mobilize the wind of magic, while the mobilization of psionic energy is completed instantly.

In addition, casting magic requires maintaining mental concentration. Once mental concentration is broken for some reason, the caster will temporarily lose the ability to cast spells. If psychic power fails, then it fails. There will be no consequences other than the failure itself. The psychic can immediately try to release his power again.

"In summary, safety, controllability, and speed are the biggest advantages of psychic power over magic," An Jiyue said as he tapped the blackboard. "Next, I will briefly introduce the four major categories of psychic power..."

Sir Tang De and Lady Melinda sat opposite the blackboard, listening attentively and taking notes. In order to enable Sir to better complete the task of investigating Paradis, An Jiyue decided to give him a short-term training. In line with the idea of ​​driving one sheep, it is better to let two sheep go, Lady Melinda was also called to attend the class.

"…Extrasensory perception and telekinesis are the basic manifestations of psychic power. They are two sides of the same coin. All psychic techniques are the advanced application of these two. Remember, you can't take chances when fighting against psychics. Their intuition is more accurate than you can imagine." As she spoke, An Jiyue picked up a glass of water to moisten her throat. "Secondly, psychics' mind-reading ability is very strong, but it is not impossible to resist. In tomorrow's class, I will teach you how to counter psychics' mind-reading and how to tell if you are being read."

Mrs. Melinda raised her hand like a schoolboy: "Report!"

"explain."

"My lord, if a spellcaster encounters a psychic without prior preparation and has no helpers or on-site conditions to exploit, what should the former do?" asked the Elector's intelligence chief.

"Start to mobilize the wind of magic immediately and pretend to cast a spell," An Jiyue crossed her arms, "Psychics are more sensitive to the flow of the wind of magic than mages. Due to the different working principles of power, psychics cannot directly counter your spells, so they will definitely try to stop you from casting spells, such as using telekinesis to hit you."

"Why not a mind blast, my Lord?"

"People with magical talents must have stronger mental power than ordinary people, but this is not the case with psykers. Among the known races, only the superior individuals of the Nest Clan have both psyker talents and extremely strong mental power," the governor explained. "If power can be quantified, the mental power of a spellcaster must be stronger than that of a psyker of the same level, and much stronger. The latter's mind blast is useless against the former."

"Um...are there any exceptions, my Lord?"

"Yes, for example, I have both magical and psychic talents," the girl replied, "but as far as I know, there are very few extreme cases like me (Note 1). If you encounter one someday, just resent the injustice of fate. In short, telekinesis works at a very short range. Most psychics can use telekinesis to directly control a distance of no more than ten meters. Therefore, in a sudden encounter with a psychic, don't rush in presumptuously, and be sure to keep a distance from the opponent."

"In order to stop you from casting a spell, the psychic will definitely choose to approach you and use telekinesis. At this time, what you need to do is to use long-range attacks to interfere with the opponent. Anything will do, use whatever you have, if you have a pistol, use it, if you don't have one, just find something and throw it at him. Remember, telekinesis is the psychic's third hand, it can only work on one target at a time, unless the psychic has cast [Parallel Thinking] on himself, otherwise even I can't use telekinesis to do two things at the same time. But don't underestimate telekinesis, because the release and withdrawal of psychic energy are done instantly."

Tang De, who had been taking notes silently, raised his hand. After getting permission, the Sir asked, "Your Excellency the Duke, aren't psychics invincible? Mages can't attack as fast as them, and warriors are even more of a joke in front of psychics."

"The mobilization of psychic energy is completed instantly, but the process of its effect on the target is not. Let's take telekinesis as an example. As long as the psychic has a thought, telekinesis will take effect, but it is not in full force from the beginning. This requires a process," An Jiyue explained. "Again, you should regard telekinesis as the psychic's third hand. Sir, when you want to hold something tightly, do the muscles in your palms have a gradual process of exerting force? The same is true for telekinesis."

The girl clapped her hands and said, "Okay, stop interrupting me. Back to the question above, when you use long-range attacks to interfere with the opponent's psychic, you must make sure that your actions are threatening enough, so that the opponent will have to dodge or retract his telekinesis to defend himself, and then you can take the opportunity to escape."

"Escape?" Sir Donder repeated the word: "Just escape?"

"In a one-on-one encounter where neither side is prepared, you can assume that psykers are invincible, unless the opponent is also a psyker," the governor spread his hands, "Any power has its advantages and disadvantages. Psykers just happen to have a huge advantage in this situation."

As soon as the words fell, An Jiyue was stunned for a moment. After a moment, she walked out of Aiwen's private study without saying a word. Tang De subconsciously stood up from his seat and wanted to follow, but Mrs. Melinda quickly grabbed him.

A moment later, Sir Bayar walked in. The Holy Grail Knight nodded to the two of them and said, "The Duke asked me to tell you that today's class is over ahead of schedule. Tomorrow's class will be held somewhere else, and someone will notify you of the specific location when the time comes."

The two of them saluted the knight by touching their chests.

……

Note 1: The protagonist does not know at this time that William is not only a psychic, but also a chaos sorcerer.

Chapter 331: Interception

Zilean Soulblade watched the scorching battlefield of the three-way fight.

The raid three cycles ago was a huge success. The commandos successfully captured nine rat mothers and successfully evacuated to a safe area with the spoils... This should have been a perfect operation. The Faceless Men and their ratmen army blocked every escape route of the enemy, killed all the enemies who tried to escape and report the news, and forced the last few remnants who were still resisting into a dead end. As long as they were killed, the operation would be successfully completed, and the Plague Clan would not know who attacked them.

As a result, at this moment, the tunnel that was supposed to be a dead end was drilled open from the other side, and a group of night goblins who had drunk too much fungus wine jumped out shouting, and then stood there in a daze, staring at the two groups of ratmen. After a short silence, the rats, who were originally ready to fight to the death, rushed madly towards the unprepared night goblins, while the ratmen loyal to the Faceless Men roared and tried to chase them and kill them, and the three parties fought in a chaotic melee at the scene.

When the battle was over, Kieran received bad news: his ratman army carefully cleaned the battlefield, found and counted every body of both the enemy and our side, and concluded that one enemy ratman was missing.

The Master of Mind was silent for a long time. In the uneasy eyes of his fellow tribesmen, Jilan ordered the troops to withdraw immediately and return to their new home, and then issued a series of orders to prepare for war - even if there was no evidence, he firmly believed that this was definitely not a coincidence or accident, and what happened next confirmed his judgment from the side.

About a cycle ago, a patrol was ambushed during a routine patrol. Because the ambushers were not professionals like Clan Eshin, and the patrol's dedication to duty was not at all like the level of ratmen, the patrol successfully sent out a warning signal before all members were killed, and then a series of short skirmishes suddenly broke out in the area around Koth'otar.

The Faceless Ratmen had the upper hand in this small-scale battle. They were much better equipped and better trained than their opponents. The Faceless Men's emphasis on medical construction and epidemic prevention prevented the rats from relying on the plague to defeat their opponents. After suffering a lot of losses, the Plague Clan gave up the attempt to cover the battlefield and instead took advantage of their absolute advantage in manpower and deployed their troops to attack from the front.

As soon as Rotten Rat changed his strategy, the Faceless Men were under a sudden increase in pressure. If a group of greenskins had not suddenly appeared near the battlefield and attacked Rotten Rat without explanation, the Faceless Men would not have been able to hold on until now.

To be honest, when the raid three cycles ago went wrong, Jilan considered abandoning everything and leading the remaining tribesmen to escape again. However, this decision was strongly opposed by the tribesmen: the various important facilities that were built with great difficulty, whether it was the vital teaching hall or other things, could not be dismantled before the main force of the enemy arrived. Without these things, what would the Faceless Ones use to take revenge on the Lizardmen?

There are less than 30 Faceless Men left now. They have neither the ability nor the will to rebuild the technology tree from scratch. Once they abandon everything they have now, the Faceless Men will permanently lose the ability to create all kinds of psychic machines, even if they take away all the memory matrices. Without these external objects that embody the wisdom of the Faceless Men of all generations, relying on their own psychic energy alone, the Faceless Men will have a problem even surviving in this world, let alone taking revenge on the minions of the Ancient Saints.

In the end, the Faceless Ones chose to stay and fight to the death with the Plague Clan. Escape was nothing more than slow suicide, and the proud Faceless Ones could not accept such an outcome. As for a solution to the current predicament that everyone had thought of but no one had proposed, all the Faceless Ones unanimously listed it as an absolutely unacceptable option in their hearts - they had already paid the price of almost being exterminated once for seeking help from the existence in the Chaos Realm.

The good news is that before the main force of the Rotten Rat arrived and launched the first attack, the intruder Greenskins disrupted the Plague Clan's steps, and the two sides fought day and night in the rain forest, greatly reducing the pressure on the Faceless Men; the bad news is that the Greenskins are not the friendly forces of the Faceless Men, they simply heard that there was a fight here, so they ran over to seek a battle that was WAAAGH! !

The Plague Clan and the Southland Greenskins are currently in a stalemate, and Zilean knows that this situation will not last forever. Sooner or later, both sides will decide the winner, and then the victor will swat them like a fly. In the final analysis, the Faceless Men have returned to the surface too recently. The development of their power has just started on the right track, and they have encountered this unbreakable deadlock. They can only choose between an honorable death and a humiliating life.

You can live... you can take revenge on your enemies...

A faint whisper floated across the bloody battlefield, penetrating the shouts, screams, and the sound of weapons colliding and drilling into Jilan's ears. The Master of Mind looked at the battlefield in front of him unmoved, and from time to time ordered a centurion who had just retreated to fill a tight position on the wall.

There is no shame in submitting to me... Arrogance is not pride...

Another batch of Plague Claw Catapults were pushed up, and the Skaven Pterosaur Cavalry had to attack again, forcing their way through the fire net woven by the Ratlings and the Dimension Guns, and using pottery jars filled with fire leech extract to destroy the artillery positions of the Plague Clan. In the end, only two riders of the entire air knight squadron returned alive, and the enemy still had a lot of heavy weapons in their hands to fight.

You can maintain your original form, and mutation will never appear in you... Pledge your loyalty to me, accept my blessing, and you will gain the power to flatten this world...

The third batch of ratmen artillery appeared at the end of the field of vision. The Plague Clan had spent a lot of money. This time, there were thirteen dimensional lightning cannons. Each one was worth more than the entire family of a small warlord clan. The two Storm Rat Sky Knights helped each other wrap the bandages, and then walked towards their scarred mounts without saying a word. Ziran watched them fly out of the wall together, and then like a broken weight, they fell directly from the sky towards the enemy's artillery position. Amid the sharp screams of the Skryre Clan mercenaries responsible for operating the lightning cannons, flames and chain explosions engulfed them.

Emotions have clouded your mind and made you make wrong decisions... Use your reason to correct it, and don't let yourself become the last speaker of this race...

Jilan's eyes were dazed for a moment, then he regained his clarity. The Plague Clan did not continue to invest more artillery. These angry rats mobilized the general reserve, and perhaps a dozen acres of ratmen were rushing towards this side. They chanted dirty and rotten hymns, ready to overwhelm all resistance with absolute numbers.

Open your mind and listen to my voice...

Jilan suddenly felt very sleepy. The whole world in front of the mind master was becoming more and more blurred, and even the sounds on the battlefield were unclear as if they were separated by a thick layer of rock wall. Only the whispers coming from the void became clearer and clearer, and each syllable was as hot as a branding iron, lining up one after another to be engraved into its soul.

The Faceless Speaker didn't know what he was still holding on to. It seemed that only the "holding on" itself could make him feel that he was still alive. Blue, in a trance, Jilan saw a blue area, but when he tried to see more clearly, he suddenly realized that blue was just an illusion. What he saw was changing every moment, and no color could describe that amorphous existence.