The outcome of this battle was predestined from the beginning.

Along the way, the stone is often to fight more with less, to fight the weak and strong, win the bicycle into a motorcycle, lose home to sell the oil, this time I finally met a time I had the upper hand, that is not a good refreshment.

He didn't bother to arrange any tactics, no matter what reaction these rat people had, the cut was over, cut from the outside to the inside, and if he still didn't accept it, then turn around and cut again.

“Waaaagh！”

After shouting the last sentence, the black orc lord rushed out first.

As soon as the big bear saw that this was okay, he was just about to beckon everyone to go up, but the big guys of the pro-guard team had already followed him.

Under their influence, the goblin boy was also rare and brave, and Hulala rushed up like locusts in transit.

A group of green skins is like a tiger descending from the mountain, the tiger enters the flock, the tiger is angry, and the tiger rushes into the unsuspecting nezumi lair, cutting down when he sees people, burning houses when he sees them, and the destructive power is no worse than that of beastmen.

The rat people, on their side, were completely dumbfounded in the face of the vicious intruders.

In terms of individual combat effectiveness, ordinary rat people are not the opponents of orcs at all, and in terms of numbers, they are no match for the goblins who are rushed together, and they are defeated and retreated, and they have no power to fight back.

An hour later, the stone that had been at the front of the stone had reached the heart of the rat's nest, and no one could hold him along the way.

Don't forget that he also has a "rat killer" trait, when facing the nezumi, he has a morale-weakening DEBUFF, which makes the opponent whose morale is as easy to collapse as the greenskin even worse, and he is killed to the point that he can't organize an effective defense.

The momentum is like a bamboo, and it is this attack that is described.

The stone that killed the rise ran so fast that even the big guy couldn't keep up with him, and before he knew it, he was a little out of touch with the other green skins, and when he reached the center of the big horned rat temple, he became alone, and the big bear that followed him most closely was also a few hundred meters away from him.

At this time, a large wave of nezumi had already set up a formation in the square in front of the temple, and they were all burly, well-equipped, and shiny black fur, none other than the most elite storm rats in each nezumi clan.

Fortunately, the number is not much, it is estimated that there are only three or four hundred.

"The Great Horned Rat is on top! Why! Why! Why you green mushrooms again! ”

Standing at the back was a man who looked noticeably much older than the average nezumi, now wailing out a miserable wail.

Phoenix, the patriarch of the nezumi clan, looked at the corpses of the greenskins and gophermen rampaging not far away, and his cloudy eyes were full of anger and hatred.

He and Greenskin have a bitter enmity.

The former "Clan of Kerx" was ten times larger than now, hidden under a greenskin fortress for hundreds of years, and when he became the patriarch, because of the large population, he had to expand outward, but just when he saw the right time and was about to seize the entire greenskin fortress in one fell swoop, the evil bighorn rat played a deadly joke with him.

Seeing that when the great task was done, countless green skins came out of the ground like mushrooms, killing the nezumi by surprise, and when Phoenix saw that the situation was not right, he could only give up the territory and hometown he had acquired, and fled with the rest of his men.

The tragedy did not end, just as they were heading north, preparing to flee to the largest "Moldkin Clan" in the vicinity, they ran into another stream of green skins, and in a hurry, there was another melee on both sides, and in the end, only three or four thousand nezumi were left alive.

It's like crying without tears.

Fortunately, the lair of the "Moldkin Clan" is very prosperous, and under the ground of a large human town, it is considered the transportation hub of the Skaven underground empire, as long as there are people, it is not a problem to survive.

But Phoenix was not reconciled, how could people who had their own territory endure being sent under the fence, and from the first day, he arranged for his subordinates to go out to investigate and find a suitable place to make a comeback.

He has entered his old age and understands that he will not live long, he can't swallow this breath, even if he dies, he must die on his own territory, otherwise when he dies, the entire clan will be swallowed up by other clans nine times out of ten!

Half a year ago, they finally found an abandoned dwarven underground passage, and Phoenix didn't hesitate to move out, hoping to start all over again.

And then......

The desperate nezumi patriarch had to wonder if he had been abandoned by the Great Horned Rat.

It's a pity that he didn't recognize the green skin in front of him, it was the group that stabbed his chrysanthemum in the back back then, if he knew, maybe he didn't doubt it, but cursed his god directly.

In the same way, the stone did not recognize that the old nezumi on the other side was an old acquaintance of the past, he could understand the other party's nezumi language, as if he had some deep hatred with Greenskin, but he had no interest in understanding at all, who would care about the thoughts of the dead?

Although the boys hadn't caught up yet, the black orcs had no intention of backing down or standing still and waiting.

The rat man of the Chaos camp is a mobile experience pack for him, and he just killed all the way, Waaagh in the system! It's going up, but although the quantity is a lot, the quality is too low, and they are all slave rats and clan rats, which are not enjoyable at all.

At this time, facing hundreds of storm rats that were as strong as ordinary orcs, he finally showed a cruel smile on his face, twisted his neck, made a noise in his joints, and then took the initiative to attack.

After eating the appetizers, it was the turn of the main meal.

Coincidentally, the moment he rushed out, the image of being in that huge nezumi lair and fighting the Storm Hacker Leader named Klosinti flashed in his mind.

That battle was not easy, and he almost lost his life under the opponent's dimensional stone halberd, and I have to say that he was a good opponent.

Come on! Let's meet an equally powerful opponent today!

Just as he was charging, the storm rat swarm had already set up a formation, and the first few rows raised their halberds to form a steel jungle, but the stone did not slow down in the slightest, but accelerated its pace, like a heavy tank, crushing it with heavy steps.

A green cold light flashed, and the four or five ratmen in the front row were cut off by the waist, and in front of the "fangs of Brother Eng" attached to the dark green light, the armor made of metal was as fragile as a piece of paper, and it was useless.

Without any fancy skills, the black orc directly crashed into the gap that had just formed, and the two machetes flew up and down, the huge weapon was as light as a branch in his hand, and it smashed into the rat man but it was powerful and heavy, no matter how heavy the armor the other party was wearing, a knife would always be a flesh open, and the flesh and blood would fly.

The carefully prepared formation was crumbling in an instant.

"Don't be afraid of him, he's only one man! Alone! ”

Patriarch Phoenix's morale was still in the background, but the anger in his eyes was gradually being replaced by fear.

Although the black orc was surrounded by a crowd, his footsteps did not stop, and with every step he took, the nezumi died under his sword, and his arrogant laughter even drowned out the screams of the nezumi before he died, as if it were a voice from hell.

In just a few seconds, the corpses of the ratmen lay under his feet, each of which had been disemboweled, and there was no corpse left dead at his feet.

It turns out that in the face of crushing strength, even the most elite storm rats will be afraid, and when the strongest one, which should be their leader, is crushed in the head with a knife, the stone finds that no enemy dares to rush up.

Looking around, horror was written in the eyes of each nezumi, and the arm holding the weapon was trembling.

He smiled contemptuously, I haven't used my skills yet, and you have fallen?

It's not that he's holding it up, it's just that he wants to enjoy the sheer thrill of fighting, and it turns out that these storm rats are too weak.

"Lost! I remember it wasn't like this before, huh? Oh, maybe it's not that you're too weak, it's that I'm too strong. ”

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