The Sun King's Evidence

The chief Gray Claw Great Seer, the beloved of the Horned Rat, the Grand Controller of Nur's Marching Road, and the Skaven General, Gray Seer Chuanquillo is lying in the sewer of Nur, thinking about what to do next.

Chuanquluo's reputation is famous but unknown in the old world. The countless crimes he committed and the dozens of disasters he caused caused endless disasters to the old world. All empires know about Nuer's death more than twenty years ago. A huge riot caused the destruction of half of the city. All dwarves also know how the very ancient dwarf cities in the Roof Mountains of the World lost contact and were destroyed. However, there are very few people who know that Chuanquluo did these things, and even this Most of the very few only know the name "Sakigawa" of the mark left by Kawaguro.

Since his rise, Chuanquero has considered himself the most ambitious Gray Prophet and Skaven warlord among the Skaven. He is cunning and willing to gamble. He considers himself the most talented and brilliantly thinking Skaven in the Underground Empire. Quero has played many roles as a skilled diplomatic envoy and political advisor to many powerful warlords and generals, which has earned him great wealth and great popularity.

As its strength and wealth continued to rise, Chuanquillo was no longer willing to be a pawn for others. It began to attack in person. The most famous one was leading tens of thousands of rat-men troops to cause the Nuer riots. It went to Keith Lef contacted the Mord clan and caused the destruction of several dwarven strongholds and the deaths of thousands of dwarves. It arrived in Lustria and defeated and killed a serpent god, Sotek the Seer, both of Tranquillo's illustrious Martial arts.

However, this gray prophet's series of martial arts failed at the last moment.

The great riot in Nuer was stopped by the golden pair of Gotrek and Felix. In the end, Chuanquillo failed to obtain Nuer's industrial steam engine prototype, secondly he failed to obtain Nuer's black powder formula, and thirdly he failed to destroy the empire's industry. center.

The conspiracy of uniting the Mord clan in the troll kingdom to destroy the human kingdom was stopped by Gotrek and Felix. These two guys became Chuanquillo's biggest sufferers.

The attack on Lustria was not stopped by the golden partner, but at the last and most critical moment, Chuanquillo's demon summoning ritual unfortunately went wrong.

Instead of summoning the Scourge Lord, it summoned Khorne Archmaus Skarbrand-the Wanderer.

Skarbrand became excited when he saw this scene: "I will kill them indiscriminately."

Several great plans failed, and Chuanquillo always ended with disastrous consequences, accompanied by huge losses in its prestige, wealth, and power. Each time, it spent a lot of time licking its wounds before preparing to attack again.

Chuanquillo understands very well. In the report he wrote to the Skaven Council of Thirteen, it never wrote that it had "repeatedly failed in battles" but emphasized that it had "constantly failed in battles." When replying to the Horned Rat, Chuanquillo Cuero constantly emphasizes that he is "walking on thin ice, facing an abyss" and "trembling with fear, not daring to sweat." The result is that although Cuanquero has failed many times, his image of being brave, militant and fearless of death has been established. , there are always a large number of Skaven Rats supporting him and following him, and Chuanquillo also constantly offers pie to the Rats and Rats underneath, asking them to work for him, and promises that as long as they succeed, all Rats and Rats can get the right to mate. , live in a big house and enjoy the best food rations.

This time, the Nur Raiders Council of Thirteen decided to hand over the position of general general to Chuanquillo after a long discussion. Because this Gray Prophet had a near-successful experience, four Skaven clans were sent to Chuanquillo. At the same time, the four major families also provided a large amount of equipment support. Chuanquluo was satisfied and prepared to fight to prove his loyalty to the horned rat.

However, months of laying out the sewers and tunnels were not successful. Humans seemed to be very vigilant and constantly sent patrols to the sewers to interfere with the activities of the Skaven. Most of them returned without success, and a few were wiped from the world. However, this could not stop the fact that the construction period was delayed. After failing to complete the task for several months, the Skaven began their traditional art again: internal strife.

Before the entire tunnels and tunnels were laid out, the rat army engaged in internal strife for more than a dozen times. Tens of thousands of rats died in the internal strife. The noise of the two sides fighting in the Nuer sewers even alarmed the Nuer people. Sure enough, Nuer The man seemed to know something and began to vigorously prepare for war. This made Chuanquluo so angry that his eyes were crooked and his nose was trying to vent his anger.

Of course, there were still a few months left before more serious problems arose.

The Rats are starting to starve!

The previous complete annihilation of the Southern Kingdom allowed the Skaven to obtain abundant food reserves for about two years. However, no matter how abundant the food reserves were, they would be exhausted one day. Under the will of the Great Horned Rat, the Skaven attacked all over the world. The war is not going well on all sides.

In the Battle of Britannia, Ict, the chief engineer warlock of the Skaven, was killed, and Tritus-Dreadtail, the grinning clan who was disadvantaged in the battle, was executed.

In the siege of Eight Peaks Mountain, Genodor, the leader of the Moss clan, is still besieging Eight Peaks Mountain. However, Belega of Eight Peaks Mountain has fought an old war with the Skaven, and there is a certain self-supply of food in Eight Peaks Mountain. Ability, has been unable to be defeated for a long time.

During the surprise attack on Lustria, the Skaven, after paying a huge price, summoned a supreme being from outside the star field. It is said that he is some brother of the snake god Sotek, the chosen god Fulgrim. That guy is indeed very powerful. , the army he brought was also unimaginably powerful for the rats, but before he could complete the deployment, Fulgrim attacked first. The two sides fought continuously for several days. In the end, the Great Venerable Petrabo was unable to adapt to the physical constants of this world. Many weapons were unable to be used and it was too late to deploy the artillery that he was proud of. He hated Fulgen's sword.

Not to mention Helmgart, who originally thought he could win in one wave, but the top five escaped from nowhere. Not only did he fail, but he also suffered a lot of losses.

The unparalleled success of the first phase of the Great Holy War (referring to the complete annihilation of the southern kingdom and the siege of the dwarven fortress) contrasted with the weakness of the second phase (no decisive victory was achieved in the four key battlefields).

Chuanquluo was troubled by the hunger problem of the Rats. The lower-class slave Rats were not willing to struggle and work hard because they were not full, which made the Chief Gray Prophet very angry.

Why don’t these slave rats understand?

Chuanquluo, whose hair has begun to turn gray, has entered the middle age of a rat. He already has everything. As the newly promoted chief gray prophet of the Horned Rat, he lives a very comfortable life and feels that the world is great, so he No anxiety.

In contrast, the slave rats at the bottom and even the clan rats not only live a life of hunger and harm to each other, but also have almost no hope of rising (it usually takes several battles before a few slave rats are promoted). They also want to move up. Climb and squeeze to the upper level of Skaven Mordor. The four major families are clean and tidy and the streets are illuminated by warpstones. But Skaven Mordor is only such a big place. The rats at the bottom have to come up. The storm rats on the upper level Where do you live with the Gray Seers? So the Chuanquillos not only have to occupy their place, but they have to occupy it for generations to come.

Therefore, the Chuanquillos are not anxious, but the slave rats and clan rats below are very anxious.

The problem lies here. Chuanquillo heard the complaints of the mice and felt very annoyed. He hated seeing these worries and felt uncomfortable.

It hopes that Shushu will not be anxious like it, and it is best to think that the world is great like it.

It sits comfortably in the army, the ogre rat demon - Bone Hand, with a magical weapon to command the battle. Rat Rat guards the border, works, and dies, goes to the battlefield to be cannon fodder, goes to the mines to work as a coolie, goes to the human country to get his own food, etc. .

This is called order.

But this alone is not enough, far from it.

Shushu also had to be careful not to speak randomly so that the Gray Seers would feel comfortable.

The slave rats felt comfortable after venting their anger, while the gray prophets were heartbroken.

Shushu suppressed his negative energy and felt uncomfortable, while Gray Prophet felt comfortable...

Order has been established, and Shushu's complaints are dissatisfaction. How can Shushu be dissatisfied with the order where the Gray Prophet is comfortable and the slaves are uncomfortable?

You are at fault.

"Today's Shushu doesn't have any spirit of hard work!" Chuan Quluo complained: "When I, I debuted as a Gray Prophet's apprentice, didn't I also go through a lot of hardships to become a talent? Is it the result of struggle and struggle? Without my hard work (and killing my mentor by the way), where would I be today?"

Chuanquillo immediately came to the conclusion: first, the rats are anxious because they are "idle", so starting from today, the food ration will continue to be halved, and the workload will be increased at the same time, so that they have no time to think. Second, for The slave rats are killed on the eleventh day, so that these rats know that life is not easy to come by, and let them understand that the pain of rat life will always have the word "more", so that they can cherish today's hard-won happiness.

After the order was given, Chuanquillo continued to cast spells, trying to summon the Lord of Disaster.

This was already his twelfth failure, but the chief gray prophet did not give up, and immediately began to summon for the thirteenth time.

This time, there were finally some different results.

In the shadow, a pair of sharp claws tore open the barrier between subspace and the real world. In the yellow-green shadow, a supreme being released his scream, and a certain deep chill made Chuanquluo's tail tremble. It was raised up, with rat hair standing on end all over its body. A cold feeling spread from its buttocks along its spine to Tianling Gai. It immediately knelt down and looked tentatively at the person coming.

This is a disaster lord. It appears from the shadows and stares at Chuanquluo quietly with cold and playful eyes. Chuanquluo has seen many disaster lords before, but never one like this one.

Huge long horns stretch out from its head - in Skaven society, this is undoubtedly a sign of power and power - but no one is as majestic and majestic as the Disaster Lord in front of him.

The long horns occupy a large space above the Disaster Lord's head, twisting and intertwining with each other.

When Chuanquillo looked at it, those curved arcs seemed to be changing their shape all the time, twisting, entangled, and extending. It grabbed Chuanquillo's head and lifted it up. stand up.

"Ah, Xiaochuanzi, I came here on the orders of the Rat God." Lord Disaster whispered in an extremely dangerous tone: "Yes, I'm here to find you."

"May I ask, great Lord of Disaster, your surname?" Chuanquluo said tremblingly.

"Listen up, Ogawako, my name is Skolch Wilminkin!" The Lord of Disaster exudes indescribable tyranny. Its body floats in the air, one of its eyes is missing, and in The empty eye sockets were burning with the violent fire of the dimension stone: "Your mission is not over yet. On the orders of the Rat God, I have brought many people to assist you."

Chuanquillo was put down by the Disaster Lord. Behind the Disaster Lord, he saw hundreds of plague priests, engineer warlocks, shadow assassins, and an entire thirteen-person parliamentary guard, the Stormvermin Legion - the most elite Stormvermin Legion of the Skaven. , and several Gray Prophets appeared.

Wait, I know who it is! The King of Rat Men and the First Disaster Lord under the Rat God! The most powerful supreme disaster lord - Lord Screaming Killer!

"Giggle, it seems you recognize me." The Supreme Disaster Lord Skorchi said: "Very good, prepare to hold a meeting."

"Yesyes!" Chuanquluo was extremely excited. With the Supreme Lord of Disaster endorsing him, I will definitely send Nuer to heaven this time!

The Skaven War Council in the depths of the sewers began to meet, and Skullibot, the great engineer warlock of the Skry clan, used their old skills of internal strife. It would oppose any suggestion made by Chuanquero. It would question the battle plan drawn up by Quiro.

But this time, with the High Lord of Scourge's endorsement, Chuanquillo quickly silenced the other Skaven warlords and began to announce its plans.

The Skaven in the rear were busy holding a war meeting to decide on plans, but the Skaven in the front who were continuing to work hard discovered something.

After being hungry for several days, the hungry slave rats seemed to smell something. They ignored the whips of the clan rats, dropped the tools at hand, and rushed towards certain places in the sewer!

Cheese, butter! Rats’ favorite food!

Yesyes! Shushu found the granary with no hairy stuff!

Great!

Large granaries were discovered one after another, with an astonishing number of cookies stored in sacks! The slave rats were already going crazy with hunger. As soon as they smelled the familiar smell of stinky cheese and sour butter, the rats couldn't bear it anymore. They ate the delicious cookies sweetly, and the scene was uncontrollable for a moment. , the slave rats were really hungry for too long, and even many clan rats couldn't help but eat several pieces. Of course, more sacks were collected as food reserves.

There were so many granaries that they could not be counted. The slave rats who worked there all ate to their fullest. Everyone covered their swollen bellies with satisfaction. No matter how hard the warlord's whip was whipped, the slave rats could not move. He devoured the pancakes crazily, making his belly round.

The clan rats couldn't help but taste the "hairless reserve food". Although it was of low quality and average taste, it was generally edible.

The news was sent back to the Skaven War Council. Chuanquillo, who was busy bargaining with the Skaven warlords, didn't think too much. He just ordered that in this case, all the Skaven should be fed, and The attack time was set for three days. They were planning to blow Nuer into the sky with hundreds of dimension stone bombs from the inside, and then cooperate with the inside and outside to capture Nuer in one fell swoop.

At the same time, in the slums of Noor, in the sewers.

Nur Grand Marshal Erstein, Nur Baron and Nur interim supreme commander Frederic, great alchemist Belshazer-Gelt, former little queen Alisala, war goddess incarnation Noe Er, Nur Blackstone Guard Captain Nathan Drake and others came to the end of hundreds of intricate roads in the slum sewers.

What appeared in their sight were hundreds of warpstone machines, thousands of Skaven slave rat laborers, a large number of Skrei war equipment, hundreds of stitched monsters from the Mord clan, and the rows of... Rows of warpstone bombs, under the sewer underground world hundreds of meters deep, look like a giant rat-man arsenal!

"It seems that Ms. Radelia is right." Marshal Nur Erstein forced himself several times before finally swallowing his saliva and said: "There are really non-existent Si in our underground." Cavan."

"Many." Frederick frowned. The Baron thought about the situation and shook his head repeatedly: "We walked for nearly two hours to get here. If we send troops, it will immediately alert and divert the rat people. Mentor, what should we do? manage?"

Belshazer-Gelt glanced at the Skaven arsenal below: "Those are obviously warpstone bombs. It seems that the Skaven intend to use these bombs to send Nuer to the sky, or at least to blow us up." military camps and factories.”

"Yes, we must strike first." Frederick looked at the two Pit Abominations, a dozen Storm Trolls, and a legion of Storm Rats, and shook his head repeatedly. The Baron seemed to have little confidence in his side. : "But we can't solve so many, mentor, we need to find other ways."

"There are always ways." At this time, the war goddess Noelle spoke. She pointed to the top of the sewer: "Don't forget, Nuer is at the junction of the Ivey River and the Wesen River."

"Wait... Noelle, what do you mean?" Frederick understood: "We open the sewer embankment and flood the Nuer underground?"

"Exactly." Noelle nodded.

"But in this case, Noor himself will be drowned by the flood." Frederick thought for a moment, and immediately looked happy: "Mentor? You can definitely..."

"That's right, leave it to me." Galt said with confidence, even a little arrogantly: "Also notify all the factories that I want to borrow their industrial wastewater."

"How can the cricket flame be compared to my metal torrent!"

On this day, Nuer began general mobilization, and all the armies entered a state of war.

Similarly, on this day, the Skaven also started a general mobilization. Every rat in the entire Nuer area received at least five cookies and a weapon. All war machines were activated, and they received two unexpected gifts. All three million cookies were put down, and the Gray Prophets prepared secret medicine to get the Rats excited. The Holy Emblem of the Great Horned Rat appeared in the air, which meant that the Horned Rat God would personally watch this battle.

The well-fed rats were inspired by honors and promotions, and their morale skyrocketed. The Gray Prophets promised that for every thousand slave rat rats, 2-3 lucky ones would be promoted to clan rats!

"Arise, descendants of the Horned Rat God! A great moment is coming!"

"This is the Skaven Crusade for every Rat Rat, and the Horned Rat needs you!"

"Stop those bastards, diedie!"

Updated, sorry for being late, it gets harder and harder to write later.

This battle of Noor must be written in detail, and I will try my best to make it as exciting as possible to satisfy you all.