Warhammer Throne

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"Mother mouse? Mother mouse?" In the dim underground tunnel, groups of swordsmen, foot knights, and dwarven armies advanced slowly, although they slowed down, let the dwarves follow a little closer. Kuangsha Literature Network

This time there are more than 20 Rick Guards. These Rick Guards are not only equipped with melee weapons, but also have a handful of revolver firearms.

Ryan complained that the emperor's army was really rich.

For the imperial knights, they can be equipped with long-range weapons. For example, the knights of the famous Moor Order usually use long-range weapons as their mainstay.

In the south of the empire, the wealthy emperor team always like to dress particularly fancy, just like the group of imperial flowers in front of them, they wear colorful armor, colorful helmet feathers, and fancy tight pants. With a bunch of decorations, it's simply not good.

The same is true for the knights of the empire. They are proud of their share and hate anyone who compares them with the knights of Bretania. In the history of the empire and Bretania, as long as it is a knight against a knight, the empire I’ve never won, and it’s the same how many times I have played. Emperor Leopold relied on the cannons to defeat Bretania, and Emperor Karl-Franz relied on steam tanks to defeat Bretania. The powerful infantry regiment finally defeated Casvan through a side attack.

Ryan knew that the knights of the empire were not bad in combat. The problem was that the knights of the knight kingdom were too strong. The holy grail knights could not be treated with common sense. Facing the invasion of foreign enemies, many times the army of the dukes had not arrived. A holy grail knight with a group of holy grail pilgrims has won the victory.

Thinking far away, Ryan felt Su Liya pinch him, and quickly turned his attention back.

"No, you humans obviously don't know much about the Skaven Rats. The Rat Mother is the fate of a clan of Skaven Rats." Bellegar's face was a little excited: "The Rat Mother is the only known Skaven. The female of the Cavan Ratman exists. It is the fertility machine of the whole Ratman clan. Generally, the whole clan has only two to three rat mothers, or even one. It is responsible for the reproduction of the whole clan."

"The Rat Mother is a group weighing hundreds of kilograms. It does not have any fighting ability and cannot even survive on its own. If we can eliminate the Rat Mother of this clan this time, it will be a devastating blow to the Rat Man clan."

"Quickly write it down!" Heilberg hurriedly motioned to Rick Wei to write it down.

"If this is possible, it is naturally the best, but since the rat mother has no fighting ability, why did she come to the front line?" Ryan was a little strange. In that case, why did the rat mother, the most important life gate of the rat group, come to the front line? ?

This sounds unreasonable.

"It's food." Bellegar carefully identified the passage of the deep mine, and the king of Bafeng Mountain groaned for a while: "The Skaven Rats need food, and they need it. If a rat mother wants to produce at full capacity, then it will It takes 24 hours to eat a lot. The castrated slave rats who serve her will continue to inject hallucinogenic potions on her under the command of the scavenger engineer to keep her excited and eat frantically at the same time. The mother can give birth to a large litter of mice every week, and these mice only need two to three weeks to mature."

Now the old witcher also understands. Master Ernst is holding a battle axe with a golden iron cross in one hand and a scimitar with blue runes in the other. He uses a very coarse ore. The voice said: "If you want the mouse mother to produce small mice at full capacity, you must ensure an uninterrupted supply of a large amount of food. Therefore, it is not surprising that the mouse mother will come to the front after the mouse man initiates an offensive and harvests something, or We can infer that... the Skavens never thought that they would not be able to capture Hemgart!"

Bellega nodded when he heard the words, and the King of Bafeng Mountain suddenly said in an unknown tone: "Hey, I have been thinking before, how did your IQ become the supreme mentor of the Demon Hunter? I see, you just don't want to think about problems with your mind. Compared with your mind, you prefer to use the knife and axe in your hand to speak?"

"In the face of heresy, all we need is judgment and purification." Ernst was unwilling to talk to Bellegar too much, and the grumpy old witcher glared at Ryan. If it weren't for him, he knew that the Holy Grail Knight would not be corrupted. He might have already confronted Ryan.

This is Ernst's logical model.

Everyone continued to descend, and it took more than two hours. This army has gone deep into the ground. Unlike everyone's imagination, the depths of the mine are actually slabs of caves, and there are even underground buildings!

Now these buildings made of huge stones have been occupied by rat people, and there are simple dimensional stone lighting devices and wooden boards, as well as rat people's feces, emitting an unpleasant stench.

"This is simply a huge garbage dump." The female knight gripped the hilt of the sword at her waist, and she asked Bellegar: "Looking at the architectural style, the arrangement of these boulders and the fineness of workmanship, the Ratman occupies The fortress of the dwarves?"

"Shhh~" Bellegar walked to the door of a huge stone room, and he looked out carefully: "Clan Rat Patrol!"

"Hey~ha~hey~ha~" A large group of clan rats are patrolling. Among the deep mines and garbage dumps, the number of these clan rats is about 500. They are holding swords, shields and spears. A few storm rats patrolled under the leadership.

"Ready to fight!" Marshal Rick Heilberg began to signal the soldiers to prepare for battle. At the same time, he turned and signaled Bellegar to give an order: "Well, King Dwarf, tell me, how should we fight?"

Now that Bellegar had agreed to obey his command, although Heilberg had some objections to the emperor's order in his heart, Marshal Rick undoubtedly fully carried out the emperor's will.

Bellegar stood there thinking for a while, carefully observing the trajectory of the Clan Rat.

Everyone had to wait patiently.

After five minutes, Bellega suddenly shook his head: "No, we won't fight."

"Don't fight?" Heilberg immediately realized that Bellegar had other plans. Marshal Rick signaled the soldiers to calm down. He still remained patient: "Tell your plan, Dwarf? The enemy is right in front of you, don't fight. Give us a reason too."

"Wait for the Ratman to come by himself." Bellegar thought about the situation, and he whispered: "If I expected it to be good...Everyone, rest in place and eat something, and then there will be a hard fight."

The dwarven army had no other words. The vows and the rangers immediately sat down and took out the malt to eat with bread. The human army looked at Marshal Rick hesitantly. After receiving Heilberg’s order, these loyal The soldiers finally sat down to rest.

During this whole process, no knight and a great swordsman had to say anything. They are like sophisticated war machines, always keeping silent and orderly queues. Bellegar touched his beard without saying anything on his face, secretly in his heart. Nodded, thinking that although the army under the Imperial Emperor was not as good as the dwarves, the quality was barely reasonable.

In the deep mine, Ryan pulled Sulia to sit down next to him. The stench around him left him with nothing to eat. The count closed his eyes and waited patiently for Bellegar's order.

Bellega motioned for a meeting with several people.

"I always feel a little uneasy." Suria looked at the surrounding environment, the damp ground, the messy garbage dump, the muddy air, and the dim light. The female knight leaned her body on her husband as much as possible: "King Belega wants What are we doing here?"

"Obviously, he is waiting, so that a stubborn dwarf can wait patiently. That can only be..." Ryan turned his gaze to Bellegar: "The prey we want."

"Exactly." Bellega nodded, and he said gruffly: "You are right, man, we are here to wait for the rat mother. Underground warfare is no better than above ground. The forces and combat power that we can invest at the same time are limited. The area of ​​engagement is also particularly limited. In this case, too many people will be exposed, and too few people will result in insufficient combat effectiveness."

In the weak flames, Bellegar continued to deploy tactics: "It is easy to solve the patrol, but the police who caused the rat people feel that it is not worth the loss. My plan is like this."

"First, we waited for the mouse mother to appear, and then the witcher and the imperial marshal, led by the swordsmen and foot knights, set off toward the mouse mother, ready to deal with the albino guards."

"Then the dwarves will protect your flanks, and the rangers will target those special rat people and destroy them."

"Then, ten have sex, there will be that thing to protect the mouse mother, Ryan, to deal with it, I mean, leave it to you to deal with it, you holy grail knights are always particularly good at dealing with large behemoths."

"Row."

After the action plan was arranged, the group of people began to wait in the dark corner.

Twenty minutes later, the mouse mother appeared.

The dwarves are okay, but the human army numbs its scalp as soon as it sees the mouse mother.

It was a mass of rotten wriggling. The huge mass 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 behind. The remaining part swelled into a round ball, covered with all kinds of ugly scars, abscesses and ulcers. The yellow pus ran down its body, and the cloth can almost be seen from the rottenness. The internal organs covered with green spots, the rat's head kept dripping hallucinogenic potion and dirty liquid, and the slave rats stuffed the food into the rat mother's mouth one after another.

There are dozens of protrusions on the group, and a large group of young rats are sucking on the protrusions. Inside the protrusions, a green stench is emitted. Hundreds of young rats are like mudslides, constantly rotating around the mouse mother. , Grab food.

The mouse mother is surrounded by hundreds of storm rat guards and thousands of clan rats. In addition, there are two albino guards wearing red armor and a rat troll beside the mouse mother.

"That's the mouse mother." Seeing the mouse mother's appearance, Bellegar's eyes burst with endless hatred: "Kill it, and the whole clan of the mouse people will decline!"

"Oh, I like this tactic!" Marshal Rick Helberg's stern face finally got a point: "Soldiers, get ready to fight!"

"Ready to fight! Dwarf warriors! The time has come to let the scavengers pay their debts." As the Skaven scavengers slowly approached, Bellegar signaled the time to fight: "Listen to my orders, human soldiers!"

The dwarven army began to take out the grenade and detonator from its own, and use the ignition device to ignite it.

"Two seconds delay!"

Almost at the same time, all the detonators and grenade were ignited, the lead wires burned, and there was a burst of noise.

"?? Dwarf gunpowder! It's a beard thing! Protect and protect the mouse mother!" The Skaven also discovered the coalition of humans and dwarves at this time. They encountered a sneak attack by the coalition of humans and dwarves. They were terrified, but there was no Ratman. Fleeing, instead, the Clan Rats and Storm Rats started rushing frantically towards the coalition forces.

"Let it go!" Bellega gave an order, and dozens of detonators and grenades fell into the group of rats.

Fireworks bloomed among the rats, and hundreds of rats were blown into pieces in the blink of an eye.

Many detonators and grenades were thrown towards the mouse mother. In a hurry, groups of slave rats used their bodies to resist the explosion, which made the command of the rats confused.

"Ahhh! Beard stuff! Killkill! Human stuff! Didie!" The rats were attacked by this surprise, and they were in a mess. The storm rats are trying hard to command the army, but the coalition obviously won't give them this opportunity.

"Raise the sword!" Marshal Rick Helberg was the first to draw out the long sword from his waist. Behind him were fifty foot knights and one hundred swordsmen: "Go forward!"

"For the empire! For Charlemagne! For the Emperor Karl-Franz! Wipe this group of rats from the empire's territory!" Heilberg was the first to charge, with the rune teeth in his hand, the "Hate Bearer". The sword chopped the three clan rats into pieces.

"Go forward!!!" The foot knights and the great swordsmen released a roar, they rushed into the rat group, and began a hand-to-hand fight, and Angrande vows to join the guards and the rangers.

In the small environment of the mine, it is extremely difficult for long-range weapons to perform well. This not only restricts the ratman, but also restricts the dwarf. At this time, the foot knights and swordsmen can finally release themselves unscrupulously. All the strengths of, especially the Great Swordsman, these empire flowers are simply nemesis to the dwarf rat men.

The two-handed sword has a miraculous effect against small units. The Skaven Rats immediately discovered that the Clan Rats were not the opponents of these human armies. The Storm Rats wanted to squeeze forward but were blocked by the rat group, so angry they could only yell.

"Tighten the formation and stand firm!" Bellegar commanded the human army: "Never disperse!"

"Yes!" The human army obeyed Bellegar's command, always huddled together.

"Very well, Halhafer, activate the Iron Dragon Cannon!" Bellegar observed the situation of the war, and then he motioned to his great engineer to take action: "Mrs. Sulia, please protect our Iron Dragon Cannon."

The chief engineer of the Angland clan, Halhav-Goldman, nodded. He raised a huge iron pipe in his hand just behind him, and the other dwarf was holding a trigger and a lighter, spout and fuel. The barrel is connected with a hose.

Under the extremely rapid increase in temperature, the Tielong Cannon spewed out more than ten meters of burning flames. These terrible flames quickly engulfed the entire Ratman army, and all the Skaven Ratmen burned by the flames were turned into coke. , This fire dragon is harvesting the life of the rat man in the cāo of the dwarf engineer, and the whole cave is illuminated by fire like daylight.

"Kill! Kill!" A ratman tried to approach the Iron Dragon Cannon. Su Liya killed these ratmen on the spot, then blocked the rat troll's attack frontally, and directly fought against this monster.

A fierce hand-to-hand battle was unfolding in the underground world. The rat people resisted desperately, blocking the offensive of the human and dwarf coalition forces. At this time, even the lowest rat people knew that they could not retreat, because the rat mother was behind them!

Even so, under the fierce frontal battle, the Ratman gradually collapsed, and a Skaven albino guard took out the Dimension Stone phone: "Cracked? Yaoyao Lin? Pick me up and pick up the Osside Warlord, we met Human stuff, despicable, despicable sneak attack! We..."

"Boom!" The fire gun from the side exploded the albino guard's head with a shot. The sword and axe in the hands of Ernst, the Supreme Master of the Demon Hunter, turned into a **** light and shadow, slaughtering the storm rat who besieged him: "Don't want to call Reinforcements."

The human army gradually moved closer to where the rat mother was.

At this moment, seemingly out of helplessness, a bell began to ring in the deepest part of the Ratman's army.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

A beast that humans had never seen before began to emerge from the depths of the underground world.

Its body is more than five meters high, and its four-legged torso, full of twisted limbs and blood stitching marks, is obviously stitched up from the body of a wyvern, but the front end of its erect body is full of mouse heads! There are a total of twenty or thirty. These rat heads are wailing and screaming in pain. They are smelted together by twisted alchemy and the two-footed dragon, and finally formed this extremely evil creature.

The six arms are either artillery, or broadswords, or plague censer, or spikes, and under their armpits are two dimensional stone machine guns, spitting green flames.

One arm was raised, and the Dimensional Lightning Cannon fired from its arm. Several large swordsmen were hit by the artillery and melted into a paste on the spot.

"Shen pit hates!!!"