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"Rat Mother? Rat Mother? " In the dim underground tunnel, groups of great swordsmen, knights on foot, and dwarven troops slowly moved forward. They slowed down their pace to let the dwarves follow them closer.
This time, there were more than 20 Reik Guards. These Reik Guards were not only equipped with melee weapons, but also had a revolving musket in their hands.
Laing complained in his heart. The Emperor's army was really rich.
For the knights of the Empire, they could be equipped with long-range weapons. For example, the knights of the famous Moore Knights were usually equipped with long-range weapons. They would only engage in melee combat when they had no other choice.
In the south of the Empire, the rich Empire's army always liked to dress particularly fancy. Just like this group of flowers of the Empire (great swordsmen) in front of him, they wore colorful armor, colorful feathers on their heads, fancy tights, and a bunch of ornaments on their bodies. They were simply too flashy.
The knights of the Empire were the same. They were proud of their identity and hated anyone who compared them with the knights of the Brittany. In the history of the Empire and Brittany, as long as it was a knight against a knight, the Empire had never won. It was the same no matter how many times they fought. Emperor Leopold defeated the Brittany by relying on strong city walls and cannons. Emperor Karl-franz defeated the Brittany by relying on steam tanks and powerful infantry regiments. Finally, he defeated Kasvann by surprise attack.
Laing knew that in fact, the knights of the Empire were not bad. The problem was that the knights of the Knight King were too strong. The Holy Grail Knights were animals that could not be treated with common sense. In the face of foreign invasions, many times, a Holy Grail Knight with a group of Holy Grail Pilgrims had already won the battle before the Duke's army arrived.
As he thought about it, Ryan felt Sulia pinching him and quickly turned his attention back to the topic.
"That's not right. You humans clearly know very little about the Skaven Ratmen. The Rat Mother is the lifeline of the Skaven Ratmen." Bellegar's face was filled with excitement. "The Rat Mother is the only known female existence of the Skaven Rat Men. It is the reproductive machine of the entire Rat Men clan. Normally, there are only two or three Rat Mothers in a clan, or even just one. It is responsible for the reproduction of the entire clan."
"The Rat Mother is a mass of meat weighing hundreds of kilograms. It has no fighting ability and can't even survive on its own. If we can eliminate the Rat Mother of this clan, it will be a devastating blow to the entire clan."
"Hurry up and write it down!" Helberg hurriedly signaled Guard Rick to quickly write it down.
"If that's the case, then that would be for the best. However, since the Rat Mother doesn't have any combat ability, why would it come to the front lines?" Laing felt a little strange. If that was the case, why would the Rat Mother, the most important lifeblood of the rats, come to the front line?
That didn't sound reasonable.
"It's food." Bellegar carefully identified the passageway of the deep mine. The King of Eight Peak Mountain pondered for a moment. "The Skaven Ratmen need food very much. If a Rat Mother wants to give birth at full capacity, then it needs to eat a lot of food 24 hours a day. The castrated slave rats that serve it are constantly injected with hallucinogenic drugs under the instructions of the ratman engineers to make it excited. At the same time, it will eat like crazy. These Rat Mothers can give birth to a large nest of rats every week. These rats only need two to three weeks to mature."
This time, the old demon hunter also understood. Master Ernst held a battle axe with a golden iron cross on one hand and a scimitar with blue runes on the other. He said in a very rough voice, "In order for the Rat Mother to give birth to rats at full capacity, a large amount of food must be provided continuously. Therefore, it is not strange that the Rat Mother would come to the front line after the ratmen launched their attack. Or we can infer that … the Skaven Ratmen didn't expect that they couldn't take down Helmgat!"
Bellegar nodded. The King of Eight Peak Mountain suddenly said in a strange tone, "Hey, I've been wondering before. How did you become the supreme teacher of the demon hunters with your IQ? Now I understand. You just don't want to use your brain to think. Compared to your brain, you prefer to use the axe in your hand to do the talking, right?"
"In the face of heresy, we only need to judge and purify." Ernst didn't want to talk too much with Bellegar. The grumpy old demon hunter glared at Laing. If he didn't know that the Grail Knights couldn't be corrupted, he might have already pointed his axe at Laing.
That was Ernst's logic.
The group continued to go down. After more than two hours, the army had gone deep into the ground. Unlike what they had imagined, the depths of the mine were actually caves and even underground buildings!
Now, these buildings made of boulders had been occupied by the ratmen. There were simple dimensional stone lighting devices and wooden planks everywhere, as well as ratmen's feces, emitting an unpleasant stench.
"This is a giant garbage dump." The female knight held the hilt of the sword at her waist tightly. She asked Bellegar, "Look at the style of the buildings, the arrangement of the boulders, and the fine workmanship. Did the ratmen occupy the dwarven fortress?"
"Shh …" Bellegar walked to the door of a huge stone room. He carefully looked outside. "The clan rat patrol team!"
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey …" A large group of clan rats was patrolling the deep mine and the garbage dump. There were about 500 of them. They held swords, shields, and spears, and were patrolling under the lead of a few storm rats.
"Prepare for battle!" Marshal Rick began to signal the soldiers to prepare for battle. At the same time, he turned around and signaled Bellegar to give the order. "Alright, King of the Dwarves, tell us, how should we fight?"
Since he had promised Bellegar to listen to his command, Marshal Rick had no doubt that he would fully carry out the emperor's will, even though he had some objections to the emperor's order.
Bellegar stood in place and thought for a while. He carefully observed the patrolling path of the clan rats.
Everyone had to wait patiently.
After five minutes, Bellegar suddenly shook his head. "No, we won't fight."
"Won't fight?" Hellegar immediately realized that Bellegar had other plans. Marshal Rick signaled the soldiers to be quiet, but he still remained patient. "Tell us your plan, dwarf. The enemy is right in front of us. If you don't want to fight, you have to give us a reason. "
"Wait for the ratmen to come to us." Bellegar thought about the situation and said in a low voice, "If I'm not wrong … Everyone, rest and eat first. The next battle will be hard."
The dwarf army didn't say anything. These sworn guards and rangers immediately sat down and took out malt wine and bread to eat. The human army looked at Marshal Rick with some hesitation. After receiving Hellegar's order, these loyal soldiers finally sat down and rested.
During the whole process, not a single knight or great swordsman said a word. They were like precision war machines, always maintaining silence and orderly formation. Bellegar touched his beard. He didn't say anything on his face, but he secretly nodded in his heart. He thought that although the army under the emperor of the Empire was not as good as the dwarves, the quality was barely acceptable.
In the deep mine, Laing pulled Suria to sit beside him. The surrounding stench made him lose his appetite. The count closed his eyes and patiently waited for Bellegar's order.
Bellegar signaled a few people to have a meeting.
"I feel a little uneasy." Sulia looked at the surrounding environment. The damp underground, the messy piles of rubbish, the turbid air, and the dim light. The female knight leaned her body against her husband as much as possible. "What does King Belega want us to do here?"
"Obviously, he's waiting. The only thing that can make a stubborn dwarf wait so patiently is …" Laing looked at Bellegar. "Our prey."
"Yes." Bellegar nodded and said in a rough voice, "You're right, buddy. We have to wait here for the mother rat. The war underground is not like the war on the surface. The number of soldiers and combat power we can put in at the same time is limited. In this case, if we have too many people, we'll be exposed. If we have too few people, we won't have enough combat power."
In the dim light, Bellegar continued to lay out his strategy. "It's easy to take out the patrols, but it's not worth it to alert the ratmen. Here's my plan."
"First, we wait for the mother rat to appear. Then, the demon hunters and the marshal of the Empire will lead the great swordsmen and foot knights to attack the mother rat and prepare to deal with the albino guards."
"Then, the dwarves will protect your flanks, and the rangers will target the special ratmen and eliminate them."
"Then, in all likelihood, there will be that thing protecting the mother rat. Laing, deal with it. What I mean is, I'll let you deal with it. You Grail Knights are always good at dealing with large beasts."
"Okay."
After the plan was arranged, the group began to wait in a dark corner.
Twenty minutes later, the mother rat appeared.
The dwarves were fine, but the human army felt their scalps tingle the moment they saw the mother rat.
It was a mass of rotten meat that was constantly squirming. The huge mass of meat was constantly moving along the ground under the transportation of a large group of slave rats. It was at least three meters long. Except for a huge rat head and tail, the rest of its body was swollen into a ball. It was covered with all kinds of ugly scars, abscesses, and ulcers. Yellow pus flowed down its body, and the internal organs covered with green spots could almost be seen from the rotten meat. The head of the rat was constantly dripping with hallucinogenic potions and dirty liquid. The slave rats stuffed food into the mouth of the mother rat one after another.
There were dozens of protrusions on the body of the meat mass, and a large group of baby rats were sucking on the protrusions. The protrusions spurted out stinky green juice. Hundreds of baby rats were like a mudslide, constantly revolving around the mother rat, fighting for food.
The mother rat was surrounded by hundreds of storm rat guards and thousands of clan rats. In addition, there were two albino guards wearing red armor and a rat troll beside the mother rat.
"That's the mother rat." Seeing the appearance of the mother rat, Belega's eyes exploded with endless hatred. "Kill it, and the entire rat clan will decline!"
"Oh, I like this tactic!" Marshal Rick's cold face finally had some expression. "Soldiers, prepare for battle!"
"Prepare for battle! Dwarven warriors! It's time for the rat men to pay with their blood! " As the Skaven rat men slowly approached, Belega signaled that it was time for battle. "Listen to my orders, human soldiers!"
The dwarf army began to take out grenades and detonators from their bodies and used the ignition device to ignite them.
"Delay for two seconds!"
Almost at the same time, all the detonators and grenades were ignited. The fuses burned and made a series of sounds.
“？？？ Dwarf gunpowder! It's the beard thing! Protect, protect the mother rat! " At this time, the Skaven Ratmen also discovered the alliance army of humans and dwarves. They were shocked by the sneak attack of the alliance army of humans and dwarves, but they did not escape. On the contrary, the clan rats and storm rats began to charge crazily toward the alliance army.
"Fire!" Belega ordered, and dozens of detonators and grenades fell into the group of rats.
Fireworks bloomed in the group of rats, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of rats were blown to pieces.
Many detonators and grenades were thrown towards the mother rat. In a moment of desperation, groups of slave rats used their bodies to block the explosion, causing the command of the rat group to be in chaos.
"Ah ah! Beard thing! Killkill！ Humans thing! Diedie！” The rat group was ambushed and was in a mess. The storm rats were trying their best to command the army, but the alliance obviously would not give them the chance.
"Raise your swords!" Marshal Rick, Helberg, was the first to draw his sword. Behind him were 50 knights and 100 great swordsmen. "Advance!" he commanded.
"For the Empire! For Charlemagne! For Emperor Karl-franz! Completely wipe these rats from the territory of the Empire! " Helega was the first to charge. The rune tooth in his hand, 'Hatred', chopped three clan rats into pieces.
"Advance!" The knights and great swordsmen roared. They rushed into the rat group and began a hand-to-hand battle. Angerard's personal guards and rangers joined in later.
In the narrow environment of the mine, it was extremely difficult for long-range weapons to be effective. This not only limited the ratmen, but also limited the dwarves. At this moment, the foot knights and great swordsmen could finally unleash all their strength without fear. This was especially true for the great swordsmen. These beauties of the empire were simply the nemesis of the short ratmen.
The two-handed greatsword was very effective against small units. The Skaven rat men immediately found that the clan rats were no match for the human army. The storm rats wanted to squeeze forward, but they were blocked by the rat group. They could only scream in anger.
"Tighten the formation and stand firm!" Belega commanded the human army. "Do not disperse!"
"Yes!" The human army obeyed Belega's command and stayed together.
"Very good. Halhaver, activate the iron dragon cannon!" Belega observed the situation. Then, he signaled his great engineer to take action. "Madam Suria, please protect our iron dragon cannon."
The chief engineer of the Angerard clan, Halhaver, nodded. He raised a huge iron pipe behind him. Another dwarf held a trigger and a lighter. The nozzle was connected to the fuel barrel with a hose.
Under the rapid increase in temperature, the Iron Dragon Cannon spewed out scorching flames that were more than ten meters long. These terrifying flames quickly engulfed the entire Rat Men army. All the Skaven Rat Men that were burned by the flames were turned into charcoal. Under the control of the dwarf engineer, the Fire Dragon harvested the lives of the Rat Men to its heart's content. The entire cave was illuminated by the flames as if it was daytime.
"Kill! Kill! " Some rat men tried to get close to the iron dragon cannon, but Suria killed them on the spot. Then, she blocked the rat troll's attack and engaged it in a fierce battle.
A fierce hand-to-hand battle unfolded in the underground world. The rat men resisted with all their might, blocking the attack of the human and dwarf alliance. At this time, even the lowliest rat man knew that they could not retreat, because the Rat Mother was right behind them!
Even so, under the fierce head-on battle, the ratmen gradually collapsed. A Skaven Albino Guard took out a Dimension Stone phone. "Hello? Is this the Lone Forest? Pick up, pick up Warlord Ossade. We have encountered a despicable, shameless sneak attack from the humans! We … "
Dong! A flintlock shot from the side blasted the head of the Albino Guard. The sword and axe in the hands of Ernst turned into a bloody shadow, slaughtering the Storm Rats that were besieging him. "Don't even think about calling for reinforcements."
The human army gradually approached the location of the Rat Mother.
At this time, as if there was no other choice, the sound of a bell rang from the depths of the rat men army.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
A giant beast that had never been seen by humans began to appear from the depths of the underground world.
Its body was more than five meters tall, and its four-legged torso was full of twisted limbs and traces of sewing flesh. It was obviously sewn together from the body of a wyvern, but the front of its upright body was full of rat heads! There were 20 to 30 rat heads, and these rat heads were howling and screaming in pain. They were fused together by twisted alchemy and wyverns, finally forming this extremely evil creature.
Its six arms were either equipped with cannons, swords, plague incense burners, or spikes. There were also two dimension stone machine guns under its armpits, spitting out green flames.
One of its arms raised, and a dimensional lightning cannon shot out from it. Several great swordsmen were hit by the cannon and melted into paste on the spot.
"Pit Abomination!"
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