From Skaven to God-King of War - #207 - Chapter 206, Scarlet Grassland

He raised the whip in his hand, but did not swing it down immediately. He stared at the tall figure in front of him, thinking of something, his expression became a little softer, and he even smiled.

But this smile made the tall tall rat man tremble even more.

Soon after, in the chaos, the Big Claw Priest arrived at the scarlet pit with the young rat man in his hand.

This tall rat-man got used to it a little more, and mingled among the young rat-men, and was looked at with fearful eyes by the young rat-men around him.

The languages ​​​​of the rat people have certain similarities. Although the long-term separation will gradually make the languages ​​​​of the two branches gradually diverge, they at least have the possibility of understanding.

The tall rat-man took advantage of the fearful looks from around him and was about to follow the young rat-men into the crowded pit in front of him.

At this time, a gentle voice sounded in his ears. The Big Claw Priest will not show kindness to his goods for no reason, unless the more he looks at you, the more satisfied he becomes. The more he looks at you, the more satisfied he becomes. This is not a good sign.

Very good, very good!

The bright eyes of the Big Claw Priest were constantly flickering over the body of the tall rat man.

This matter is not up to the tall ratman to choose.

His hair stood on end, and all the hair on his body stood up at the sight.

Instinctively resisting, what happens next will definitely not be a good thing.

But this matter is not up to the tall rat man to choose.

The big-clawed priest raised the whip in his hand high, with a ferocious smile.

In most cases, small war moves are not that effective. The Great Claw Priests who come and go have gained some new gains recently.

Although I don’t know where these extraordinarily tall and strong rat men come from, since they are with my team, they belong to me.

Soon, perhaps some more unique products will be born. After all, who doesn’t love strong and tall guys?

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The centaur running wildly on the grassland crossed the scarlet pit and successfully reached the rear of the rat men. It went smoothly without even getting any decent resistance.

After all the dull and rigid rat knights and ferocious knights were destroyed, the rat people simply lost the ability to stop this centaur cavalry.

In this vast area, these guys could only fight left and right, and several rat cities that were still under construction were attacked.

Without even organizing a decent resistance, the forces originally stationed in these cities left. The remaining forces of the rat people on this grassland were all converging towards the scarlet pit where Rat War was entrenched.

The city was destroyed, and the rat people fled in all directions, disappearing along various channels. This centaur did not chase these weak mouse people who fled in all directions.

These weak guys are not worth spending such energy. Such actions are just a waste of time. They must do more things.

Destroy more Skaven cities in less time.

Not only for the victory of this war, but also for the mother grassland, the centaurs revere this vast grassland. Even though they have dedicated their faith to the gods, this reverence has not changed.

But as they went deeper and deeper into the grassland, everything they saw was so shocking.

Without stopping for a long time, the centaurs continued to rush towards the rear of the rat men, leaving behind the ruins of a ignited city.

Soon after, the flames on the rat city went out, and a rustling sound sounded in the quiet grassland.

In the withered green grass, a rat man carefully poked his head out and looked around to make sure that the surrounding environment was safe.

He ran out of the withered grass and ran towards the ruins not far away. He arrived a little late. Many ratmen had already returned to the charred ruins and started rummaging around in the ruins excitedly. Things, from time to time, disputes broke out, fighting with each other with red eyes.

The escaped rat people came back and gathered again on the ruins of the destroyed city, not taking what just happened seriously.

Even the losses cannot be said to be huge.

This is just a city that has not yet established a temple or a blood pool, so there is no need to go all out.

Not long after, some rat priests emerged from the underground of the ruins. Amidst whippings and scoldings, order was restored to the charred ruins. From time to time, rat men would emerge from the ground. Soon, this simple city Even after being restored, nothing has changed except for the city becoming more scorched.

The centaurs were still advancing towards the rear of the rat men, but the deeper they went, the more serious the expressions on their faces became. I don’t know at what moment, the sight that caught their eyes was completely scarlet.

It’s not that it’s lifeless, it’s just that everything that catches the eye is stained with dazzling red.

They arrived at the Four Seasons Ranch, the area of ​​this vast grassland that had been occupied and managed by rat people for the longest time.

The pollution of the rat people has almost semi-permanently changed this land. Scarlet has become the only tone of this area. The grass is still growing tenaciously on the grassland, but it has a touch of grass. It grows reluctantly and has learned to be harmonious. Scarlet coexists in the land, and there is a little more scarlet in the grass blades of Yanba, which becomes the food of a group of noisy guys in this area.

The rat people’s utilization of this vast grassland was very limited, and the goblins were scattered randomly in this vast area.

Fights would also occur, not only between the grassland lords, but also between the rat farmers every time it was time to harvest goblins.

If the number of goblins that can be harvested from your own pasture is not as expected, then there is no doubt that they must have gone to the neighbor’s pasture next door.

Fights are inevitable, and outposts are established one after another.

In the melees one after another, the spirit of the rat people in this four-season pasture has become stronger. Perhaps it is because of the changes brought about by farming. They just love this land deeply and hate their neighbors so much. True.

As soon as the centaurs set foot on the Four Seasons Ranch, they encountered a spontaneous attack. A rat man lord led a large number of rat mercenaries and ranchers to form a huge team and actively faced the incoming centaurs. launched an attack.

While waving flags and shouting, the two sides collided at the edge of the Four Seasons Ranch. The strength gap between the two sides still existed. This was a huge centaur cavalry.

But there was an almost accident during the collision.

The rat man lord was waving the flag while dancing and rubbing the enhanced version of the Earth Splitting Technique, almost burying the commander of the centaur army in the ground.

At the critical moment, an arrow penetrated his chest and fell to the ground helplessly. The centaurs were also famous marksmen on the grassland.

This rat lord, or the senior priest who took office as the rat lord, is famous for his bad temper. Because of his bad temper, he was defeated immediately in the fight and was forced to come to the Four Seasons Ranch. Because of his bad temper, he was obviously one of the first batch of senior priests to arrive in this grassland, but he was forced to the edge of the Four Seasons Ranch.

According to the oracle of the god, he had already begun to prepare the army and was preparing to participate in the bloody battle. At this time, he received the news of the arrival of the centaur army. On the spot, he could not bear his temper.

Then, he died here.

After the rather grumpy rat-man lord fell, the rat-man army wanted to struggle again, but the gap in strength was huge after all. They were quickly defeated and fled in all directions in a huge rout. , everything that merged into this vast grassland disappeared.

This is a qualified show of force.

The commander of the centaur army carefully jumped over the cracked ground and grabbed the flag next to the dead rat lord.

He was a little more cautious about this sudden advance, and he was also afraid of the scarlet grassland in front of him.

This is indeed a disaster, an unscrupulous disaster. Pull a few scarlet-stained grass blades from the ground and put them into your mouth.

After simple chewing, there was a slight sting in the mouth. The grass growing on this scarlet land was no longer fresh and tender, and had even begun to corrode the flesh.

A bright white light lit up on his body, the wound in his mouth was healed, and he stared at the scarlet grassland in front of him.

The centaurs continued their march in silence.

The changes the rat people made to this grassland were far more than that. After the centaurs left, beside the fallen rat lord who had no one to care about, a piece of grass twisted in the blood overflowing from the corpse. The scarlet soil was broken.

It was still fresh and tender, and there was no sign of wilting. It was healthy and plump. It swayed slightly with the wind blowing on the grassland. There was just one problem, its color didn’t seem right.

Why is the color of grass as bright red as blood?

Not long after, a group of chaotic figures came to the battlefield. They were not rat men, but a group of goblins. Their eyes were shining brightly as they rummaged through the battlefield where a large number of corpses were piled up, not letting go of anything.

Whether it’s spears, armor, or the bows and arrows left behind by the centaurs, they are all the targets that this group of goblins are looking for.

This group of guys couldn’t resist the ratmen gathered in this area, and even weapons and armor couldn’t reverse the absolute disadvantage.

However, with these weapons, it can be predicted that these guys will be able to increase the strength of the rat farmers on the harvest day of the next quarter.

During the exciting search, an ordinary goblin came to the fallen rat lord. He turned a blind eye to the excellent robe made of wolf orc skin on the rat lord, and also ignored the wooden staff that was carefully carved and printed with blood lines. Also not interested.