Proof of the Sun King

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"Mother mouse? Mother mouse?" In the dark underground tunnel, groups of great swordsmen, foot knights and dwarves marched slowly, although they slowed down and let the dwarves follow closely. Crazy Sand Literature Network

There are more than 20 Rick Guards who came down this time. These Rick Guards are not only equipped with melee weapons, but also have a revolving fire gun.

Ryan complained in his heart 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 Moore Knights even usually use long-range weapons, and only close combat when they have to.

In the southern part of the empire, wealthy imperial teams always like to dress very fancy, just like this group of imperial flowers in front of them, they wear colorful armor, colorful helmet feathers, fancy tight pants, With a bunch of decorations, it's simply not acceptable.

The same is true of the knights of the empire, who are proud of their part and hate anyone who compares them with the knights of Brittany. In the history of the empire and Brittany, as long as it is knight to knight, the empire I've never won, and it's the same how many times I've fought. Emperor Leopold defeated Brittany with a strong cannon, Emperor Karl Franz defeated Brittany with a steam tank and Powerful infantry regiment, and finally defeated Kasvann by flanking raids.

Lane knew that the knights of the empire were actually not bad at fighting, but the problem was that the knights in the knight kingdom were too strong, and animals like the Holy Grail Knight could not be treated with common sense. A Holy Grail Knight with a group of Holy Grail pilgrims has won.

After thinking about it, Ryan felt Suria pinching him, and quickly turned his attention back.

"No, you humans obviously don't know much about the Skaven, and the Rat Mother is the lifeblood of a clan of the Skaven." Bellegar's face was a little excited: "The Rat Mother is the only known Skaven so far. The female existence of the Kaven Rat Man is the reproductive machine of the entire Rat Man clan, and generally the entire clan has only two or three rat mothers, or even only one, and it is responsible for the reproduction of the entire clan."

"The Rat Mother is a group weighing hundreds of kilograms. It has no fighting ability, and cannot even survive independently. If we can eliminate the Rat Mother of this clan this time, it will be a devastating blow to this Rat Man clan."

"Write it down!" Heilberg hurriedly motioned for Rickguard to hurry up.

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

This doesn't sound reasonable.

"It's food." Bellegar carefully identified the path of the deep mine, and the King of Eight Peaks pondered for a while: "The Skaven is in great need of food, very in need. If a rat mother wants to produce at full capacity, then she will It takes twenty-four hours to constantly eat a lot, and the castrated slave rats who serve her will continue to inject her with hallucinogenic drugs under the command of the rat engineer to keep her excited, and at the same time eat frantically, these rats A mother can give birth to a large litter of mice a week, and these mice only take two to three weeks to mature."

Now the old witcher also understood. Master Ernst held a battle axe with a golden iron cross in one hand and a machete with blue runes in the other. The voice said: "To get the rat mother to produce mice at full speed, it is necessary to ensure an uninterrupted supply of large amounts of food, so it is not surprising that the rat mother will come to the front after the rat men have attacked and gained something, or We can infer that... the Skaven never thought they couldn't take Helmgart!"

Bellegar nodded when he heard the words, and the King of Eight Peaks suddenly said in an unexplained tone: "Hey, I have been thinking before, how did your IQ become the supreme mentor of the witcher, now Understood, you just don't want to think with your brain, you prefer to speak with the knife and axe in your hand rather than your brain?"

"Faced with heresy, all we need is judgment and purification." Ernst was reluctant to talk too much with Bellegar, and the grumpy old witcher glared at Ryan, if he hadn't known that the Holy Grail Knight would not be corrupted, He might have already turned against Ryan.

This is Ernst's logical model.

Everyone continued to descend. It took more than two hours. The army had already penetrated deep into the ground. Contrary to everyone's imagination, the depths of the mine were actually swathes of caves and even underground buildings!

Now these boulder complexes have been occupied by Ratmen, and there are rudimentary Warpstone lighting fixtures and planks everywhere, as well as Ratman feces, which emit an unpleasant stench.

"This place is simply a giant garbage dump." The female knight clenched the hilt of the sword at her waist, and she asked Bellegar, "Look at the architectural style, the arrangement of these boulders and the fineness of their workmanship, the rat man occupies the the dwarven fortress?"

"Shh~" 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. In the deep mines and garbage heaps, the number of this group of clan rats is about five hundred. They are holding swords, shields and spears. Patrol led by several storm rats.

"Prepare for battle!" Marshal Rick Heilberg began to signal the soldiers to prepare for battle. At the same time, he turned to signal Bellegar to give an order: "Okay, king of dwarves, tell me, how should we fight?"

Since he had promised Bellega to follow his command, although Heilberg had some objections to the emperor's order, Marshal Riker had no doubt fully implemented the emperor's will.

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

Everyone had to wait patiently.

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

"Don't fight?" Heilberg immediately realized that Bellegar had other plans. Marshal Rick signaled the soldiers to be quiet, but he remained patient: "Speak your plan, dwarf? The enemy is right in front of you, don't fight. Give us a reason too."

"Wait for the Rat Man to come to the door by himself." Bellegar thought about the situation, and he whispered: "If I expect it well... Everyone, rest in place first, eat something, and then it will be a hard fight."

The dwarf army said nothing. The sworn guards and rangers immediately sat down, took out ale and ate bread, while the human army looked at Marshal Rick with some hesitation. After receiving the order of Heilberg, these loyalists The soldiers finally sat down to rest.

During the whole process, not a single knight and a great swordsman said a word. They were like sophisticated war machines, always maintaining a silent and neat queue. Belgar stroked his beard without saying anything on his face, secretly in his heart. Nodding, thinking that although the army under the Emperor is inferior to the dwarves, the quality is barely acceptable.

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

Bellegar motioned for a few people to have a meeting together.

"I always feel a little uneasy." Surya looked at the surrounding environment, the wet ground, the messy garbage heap, the turbid air, the dim light, and the female knight leaned on her husband as much as possible: "King Belgar wants to What are we doing here?"

"Obviously, he is waiting. The only thing that can make a stubborn dwarf wait patiently is..." Ryan turned his attention to Bellegar: "The prey we want."

"Exactly." Bellegar nodded, and he said harshly: "You are right, man, we have to wait for the mother mouse here, the underground war is no better than the ground above, and the troops and combat power we can invest at the same time are limited, The combat area is also particularly limited, in this case, too many people are easy to be exposed, and too few people will not be able to fight."

In the faint light of fire, Bellegar continued to arrange tactics: "It's easy to solve the patrol, but it's not worth it to trigger the alarm of the rat people. My plan is this."

"First, we waited for the Rat Mother to appear, and then the witcher and the Imperial Marshal led the great swordsmen and foot knights to set off, heading straight for the Rat Mother, ready to deal with the albino guards."

"Then the dwarves will protect your flanks, and the rangers will target and eliminate those particular ratmen."

"Then, there is a chance, there will be that thing to protect the mouse mother, Ryan, to deal with it, I mean, let you deal with it, you Holy Grail Knights are always very good at dealing with large behemoths."

"Row."

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

Twenty minutes later, the mother rat appeared.

The dwarves were fine, but the human army felt numb the moment they saw the mouse mother.

It was a mass of rot that was constantly wriggling. The huge mass was constantly moving along the ground under the transport of a large group of slave rats. It was at least three meters long, except for a huge rat head and tail. The rest was swollen into a round ball, covered with all kinds of ugly scars, abscesses and festering marks, yellow pus running down its body, and the cloth can almost be seen from the rot. The internal organs were covered with green spots, hallucinogenic potions and filth were constantly dripping from the rat's head, and the slave rats stuffed food into the mother's mouth one after another.

There are dozens of protrusions on the group, and a large group of young rats is sucking on the protrusions, and the green stench is sprayed from the protrusions. Hundreds of young rats are like a mudslide, constantly revolving around the mouse mother. , grab food.

Surrounding the Rat Mother are hundreds of Storm Rat guards and thousands of clan rats. In addition, the Rat Mother is surrounded by two albino guards in red armor and a Rat Troll.

"That is the Rat Mother." Seeing the appearance of the Rat Mother, endless hatred erupted in Belgar's eyes: "Kill it, and the entire clan of the Rat Man will decline!"

"Oh, I like this tactic!" Marshal Rick Heilberg's grim face finally had a watch: "Soldiers, prepare to fight!"

"Prepare for battle! Dwarf warriors! The time has come for the Skaven to pay their debts in blood." As the Skaven slowly approached, Belgar signaled that it was time to fight: "Listen to my orders, human soldiers!"

The dwarven army began to remove grenades and detonators from their own, using ignition devices to set them on fire.

"Two seconds delay!"

Almost at the same time, all the detonators and grenades were ignited, the leads burned, and bursts of noise came out.

"???Dwarf gunpowder! It's a mustache thing! Protect, protect the rat mother!" The Skaven Skaven also discovered the combined human and dwarf army at this time. Running away, instead, the Clan Rats and Storm Rats began to charge frantically towards the coalition.

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

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

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

"Ahhh! Beard stuff! Killkill! Human stuff! diedie!" The rat group was in a mess after the surprise attack. The Storm Rats were trying their best to command the army, but the coalition would obviously not give them this chance.

"Raise the sword!" Marshal Rick Heilberg was the first to draw the long sword from his waist, followed by fifty foot knights and one hundred great swordsmen: "Go forward!"

"For the Empire! For Charlemagne! For Emperor Karl Franz! Completely wipe this group of rats from the empire's territory!" The sword chopped the three-headed clan rat into pieces.

"Move forward!!!" The foot knights and the great swordsmen let out a roar, and they rushed into the group of rats and started a hand-to-hand battle. Angland vowed that his guards and rangers would join later.

In the narrow environment of the mine, it is extremely difficult for long-range weapons to perform well, which not only limits the rat people, but also the dwarves. At this time, the walking knights and the great swordsmen can finally release themselves unscrupulously. All the strengths of , especially the Great Swordsmen, these Imperial Flowers are simply nemesis against the dwarf Skaven.

The two-handed sword was very effective against small units, and the Skaven immediately realized that the Clan Rats were no match for these human armies. The Storm Rats tried to squeeze forward but were blocked by the rats, so they could only scream in anger.

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

"Yes!" The human army obeyed Bellegar's command and always held together.

"Very good, Halhave, activate the iron dragon cannon!" Bellegar observed the war situation, and then he signaled his big engineer to take action: "Mrs. Sulia, please protect our iron dragon cannon."

The chief engineer of the Angrond clan, Hal Havel, the gold finder, nodded. He held up a huge iron pipe in his hand just behind him. Another dwarf held a trigger and a igniter, a spout and fuel. The barrel is connected with a hose.

Under the extremely rapid temperature increase, the iron dragon cannon spewed scorching flames more than ten meters long. These terrifying flames quickly engulfed the entire rat army, and all the Skaven burned by the flames were all turned into coke , This fire dragon harvested the life of the rat man under the cāo of the dwarf engineer, and the whole cave was illuminated by fire like day.

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A tragic hand-to-hand battle unfolds in the underground world. The rat people desperately resist, blocking the offensive of the combined forces of humans and dwarves. At this time, even the lowest rat people know that they cannot retreat, because the rat mother is behind them!

Even so, in the tragic frontal battle, the Rat Man gradually collapsed, and a Skaven albino guard took out the dimension stone phone: "Crook? Human stuff, despicable, despicable sneak attack! We..."

"Boom!" The fire gun from the side shot the albino guard's head, and the axe in the hands of the witcher's supreme mentor Ernst turned into a **** light and shadow, slaughtering the storm rats that besieged him: "Don't think about calling reinforcements."

The human army gradually approached the location of the mouse mother.

At this moment, seemingly out of helplessness, a bell began to ring in the deepest part of the Rat Man formation.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

From the depths of the underground world, a giant beast has never been seen before.

Its body is more than five meters high, and the four-legged torso full of twisted limbs and blood stitches is obviously stitched from the body of a bipedal dragon, but the top of its erect body is full of mouse heads! There are twenty or thirty, these rat heads are howling and hissing in pain, they are smelted by twisted alchemy and wyvern, and finally form this extremely evil creature.

The six arms are either cannons, or large knives, or plague incense burners, or spikes. There are also two dimensional stone machine guns under their armpits, spewing green flames.

An arm was raised, and the dimensional lightning cannon was fired from its arm. Several great swordsmen were hit by the artillery and melted into a paste on the spot.

"Pit of Abomination!!!"