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"General!" A nezumi ran over and shouted. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Huh?" The rat man general Migge asked the messenger to go out and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"We've found an enemy in front of us!"

"Enemies?" The rat general laughed violently: "Great, mobilize immediately and kill me!" ”

"I'll eat human flesh today, and you can all drink soup!"

"Roar!" The nomads who could drink the soup cheered and scattered to begin to drive their kind away.

This is the usual way of fighting the nezumi, let a large number of nezumi soldiers wear down the enemy's combat power, and then they are not so useless nezumi warriors to end the battle.

In general, it is to drive cannon fodder to fight, although in fact for the werewolf clan, they are also cannon fodder.

"These rats are still pretty fast." High in the air, a knight on a griffin whispered.

Behind this knight, nearly a thousand griffin knights were quietly suspended in the air, waiting for the order to attack.

These griffon knights are a little different from usual, that is, they are not figurative soldiers, but the Chosen ones from Essia and some of the Neverwinter City, and of course, more than a dozen purifiers of the Divine Purification.

In their eyes, thousands of meters on the ground, a gray dot turned into a tsunami and rushed towards a group of soldiers in dark black armor in the valley, at a glance, the gray is almost invisible, if an ordinary person witnesses such a spectacular scene, even if he knows that the other party is a rat man who is no more than one meter tall, he will open his mouth in fear and let out a scream.

The black-armored soldiers in the valley saw the nezumi, and then unanimously summoned their war horses, and after riding the war horses, they turned and fled.

The rat men in the lead ran on all fours, and when they saw the enemy, all they could think of was the thought of a bite, and the hunger stimulated them to think about anything else.

When they saw the enemy fleeing, they chased after him.

The rat man found out about this situation and said proudly: "Speed up and send a report to the rear, just say that I, General Migge, led the rat man army and encountered hundreds of thousands of human ......."

When talking about this number, the rat general seemed to feel a little more, and changed his words: "Let's just say that we encountered tens of thousands of Terran troops desperately blocking it, but fortunately, our army fought hard to break through the enemy's defense line and defeated the Terran army, and now it is in pursuit!" ”

"Yes." One of the nezumi messengers nodded, and then ran quickly towards the rear.

Then the rat man stood on the backs of the two strong rat men with great dignity, straightened up and looked at the valley in the distance.

The valley is very long, about 10,000 meters, but for the speed of the cavalry, it is actually more than ten seconds, if it is not for the purpose of these cavalry to attract the rat people, an acceleration estimate can save half of the time.

The black-armored cavalry came out of the valley first, and then the earth shook, and stone pillars rose from the ground, blocking the way to the valley.

Most of the rat people couldn't help but slow down when they saw that the road ahead was blocked, and just when the rat people's brains couldn't function and they didn't know what to do, on both sides of the valley, hundreds of oil canisters were ambushed and thrown down by the mountain giants who had released their stealth magic.

Oil! Fragrant sesame oil!

The rats bared their teeth and forgot all at once the orders of the nobles.

When the rat man general Migge was still wondering, he was smashed by a can of oil.

He fell to the ground and was about to curse, only to find several loyal nezumi slaves in the vicinity, all swallowing and looking at him with great malice.

"What are you doing!" The rat man Migge smelled the smell of oil on his body, took a half step back, and then roared, performing a stunt, and his body was like a whirlwind, tearing apart the bodies of more than a dozen rat people around him.

"See, you lowly fellows, I am a nobleman, your master! Give it all to me! Break away from those rocks, and climb the mountain! Climb the mountain! ”

The rat man general Migge shouted loudly, but his heart was swallowed by a trace of fear, he never dreamed that he would be afraid of the rat man!

But the way these nezumi are now makes him have to be afraid.

It's weird, it's weird!

Stimulated by the oil, more and more nezumi have blood-red eyes and increase in size, these nezumi tend to attack their own kind first and snatch the remaining oil, and then cause a period of chaos, and the other nezumi also lose their minds one by one and fall into a frenzy of killing.

"Just a few dozen shamans are enough to disrupt this group of rat people?" The griffon knights in the air saw every move of the entire battlefield and muttered quietly.

"No, there are quite a few of these nezumi people outside the valley." A knight.

But soon the knight shut up.

On the mountain, an obscene old orc man dressed in a gray cloth robe slowly climbed to the top, and then released a not-so-advanced fire strategy against the rats below who were blocked outside the valley and were a little scratched by the smell of sesame oil.

The resistance of the rat people to magic is not high, and now they are stimulated by the smell of the same kind of blood and sesame oil from the front, and their mood is not stable, and they are controlled by the old man's mad magic.

As a result, although it was different from the shaman's bloodthirsty spells, the rat people who suddenly started to kill each other were much more numerous and wide-ranging than the shamans' spells.

"Stop! Stop! "The nezumi general shouted loudly, but where could he stop it?

Instead, it attracted many mad ratmen to attack it.

"Damn it!" The rat man general Mig pulled out his scimitar, only to find that his subordinates, who would not resist when they were killed at will under his majesty, now tried to pounce on him without fear of death, and had forgotten his instinctive fear of the nobles.

He killed a hundred, and he killed a hundred, but ...... The rat people around him still didn't seem to have decreased, which made the rat man Mi Gege a little sad.

"Am I the first nezumi nobleman to be killed by the nezumi?"

"No, it can't be like this, I'd rather kill myself in that case!" The rat man Migge looked up at the top of the mountain, gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, got rid of the rat man who pounced, and rushed straight to the top of the mountain.

When the one-meter-tall rat man Migge stepped on the rocks at the top of the mountain, he happened to see a moving stone mountain, and a mountain giant was carrying an iron rod thicker than his own body, and looked at him with a smirk.

The mountain giant reached an astonishing height of 15 meters, which made the rat general Migge only feel a lot of pressure, and his feet couldn't help but tremble.

"Whew!" The mountain giant swung his iron rod, but the rat man general Migge forgot to resist.

Touch~!

A loud noise came from the top of the mountain, and as several boulders rolled down the valley mixed with dirt, the former rat man turned Migge into flesh and mud among the stones, and there was no longer the spirit of the past.

And the last thought of the rat man was: I also died at the hands of the enemy, not the first nobleman to be killed by the nezumi...... The killing between the nezumi lasted for more than two hours, and it was only when the mountain giants entered the battlefield together that the infighting was quelled.

All 200,000 rat men were buried in this nameless valley in one morning.

Bai Yunfei sat upright on the battleship and said, "God of Order, what do you think of this magical power?" ”

"Crazy? It's really good, to stimulate the desires of the person being cast to the limit, and then to make it crazy. The God of Order said: "But it has little effect on the strong, and in addition, the distance also makes it not very useful when fighting in space." ”

"Hmm." Bai Yunfei nodded lightly, space battles, the distance is calculated in light seconds, and even if it is himself, if he wants to use this fire magic to affect people's minds, at least he must be no more than a thousand meters apart!

"However, we can equip these mages with more flexible and better defensive mechs, so that they have a chance to get close, and it may not be possible to fight against those battleships controlled by the Decomas Protoss of the Holy Cult of St. Ulan, but if it is only a battleship controlled by a group of believers, I think it is completely feasible, after all, the magic resistance of those people is not as high as these rat people."

"You're not wrong in saying that, you can consider researching it." The god of order nodded.

Then he continued, "What are you going to do with this plane? I think it's time to bring this plane under control, even if you need to train troops, but the power of that god must be expelled. ”

"Will he come back after the exorcism?" Bai Yunfei asked.

"Unless he has accumulated enough strength, he won't come over, after being completely expelled, generally speaking, the loser will choose to admit defeat, after all, between the gods, it will not be to fight each other for the control of a plane to the point of losing both."

"Moreover, compared to me who is at ease on the earth, the god in the divine realm is only afraid to cherish his feathers and cherish his divine power."

"As long as you and I show the determination and ability to make him feel unworthy, I don't think he will continue to struggle with us."

"And what about the believers?" Bai Yunfei asked.

"Believers?" The god of order smiled: "When it comes to the gods who seek pure souls, they will still care about these believers, and the believers in this world are only a group of false believers, and they don't know the true name of that god at all." ”

"But...... I have a good idea, and maybe I can make that god suffer another loss! The god of order smiled evilly.

"Oh?"

"Let's give him a fake and a fake! Let him enjoy the taste of being eaten by the power of faith! ”

"How?" Bai Yunfei asked.

"Naturally, borrow his temple to help him preach, and then tell him his real name by the way, hum, his real name is matched with his divine power, and the contract will not stand, and when we break the temple of his believers and destroy his foundation, the power of the grieving believers is enough to make him sick for a while!"

(To be continued)