Who is stronger, humans or nezumi, this may seem like a completely undiscussed question, as nezumi symbolize faster reproduction, greater physical fitness, and more cunning and cruelty. In contrast, their photophobic nature is not a weakness at all, because humans will not perform much better in the dark than the nezumi in the sun, right? Therefore, at the beginning of the plague, a large number of nezumi can easily sweep through all human settlements they encounter, until they must face the most powerful trait of humans, adaptability.

We always say that cockroaches are the most savvy creatures in the world, and they can survive in almost all kinds of extreme conditions. But are we ignoring ourselves when we say this? Humans may not be inferior in adaptability. Rather than ordinary creatures that need to evolve and change themselves through generations of reproduction, humans have adopted a different way to integrate into the new living environment. In the words of the dwarves and elves, this is where humans have no bottom line. In order to survive, we can ignore tradition and take it for granted.

When the enemies in the darkness showed their bodies in the sunlight, the people gradually regained their composure from the initial panic. They began to learn to observe their enemies from the walls, to their strengths, their weaknesses, and the generals soon developed a series of targeted strategies based on the characteristics of the nezumi, poisoning raw meat, and livestock placed in traps. At the same time, the warriors also realized that the light body of the nezumi made their bones more fragile than that of humans, so more and more striking weapons, such as the prism hammer and flail, replaced the clumsy spear as the standard equipment against the nezumi troops.

The armorers studied the soldiers killed by the nezumi and analyzed where they were accustomed to attacking, and a large number of armors were created and used to protect the neck and joints. Large shields, which were originally used to defend against bows and arrows, were also dismantled into small, flexible round shields or leather-covered leather shields.

But even so, humans are only not inferior in the battle with the rat people, and there is still some way to go before they can occupy the upper hand. But humans have an advantage that the nezumi do not have, or in other words, the advantage that the native nezumi do not have, omnivorous. From the very beginning, the carnivorous nature of the rat people brought them huge hidden dangers, when the plague completed the first stage of infection, most of the humans could not be transformed into new rat people, but were directly eaten, although the later rat people had a certain degree of reproductive ability, but the inferior rat people produced were even inferior to humans in terms of physical fitness.

Time is on the side of mankind. If the rat-man plague can spread outward without control, then it is good to say that in the wider land south of the blue lion, there are a huge number of various creatures for the rat-people to eat and transform. But the cold weather of the Grey Lion means that the Nezumi cannot travel far without energy reserves, and they must eat regularly to maintain their physical mobility. And with all the humans hiding behind the strong walls, it became very difficult for the rat people to survive. They don't have enough food to survive, let alone spend energy to reproduce.

This was especially evident after the end of the two major battles of the royal capital and the molten iron, when too many troops were gathered without the corresponding food, and the humans of the entire blue lion found that the nezumi community began to disperse, and more and more nezumi chose to break away from the large army and act alone, so that it was easier for them to feed themselves. It is also easier to be hunted by humans.

Marcus followed Atticus out of the tent, and in the morning sun, a large number of flags symbolizing nobility fluttered in the morning light, and the flagpoles were often topped with an unequal number of nezumi heads. Some of the more radical aristocrats even chose to strip the nezumi and paint their family crest on it instead of a cloth flag. This made the entire coalition camp a little more brutal. The Hand of the King frowned and whispered, "Look around us, I can't tell who is the primordial side. ”

"These trophies can motivate fighters. When it comes to fighting the nezumi, fear is the worst enemy. The Iron Knight understood what Marcus was saying, but as a general, he also knew that the nobles' incentives were not wrong. You must know that most of the soldiers in this camp are not professional soldiers, and many nobles have almost drained the male survivors of their territory in order to gain a voice in the coalition army. And if you want these improvised strong men to work, at least let them overcome their timidity.

"Faith is not fearful. These things must be used to keep people from escaping, and that's not the case with my impression of the Greylion Army. The King's Hand snorted. He was right, as knightly governing, the lords of the past were more inclined to use virtue, loyalty, and glory to boost their morale than bloody trophies, and they would choose to stand with the warriors in the first place, wearing burqas embroidered with family crests, and using their bodies as banners.

"Times are different, my little friend. We don't need virtue and morality for monsters, whose blood doesn't even deserve to be stained on the banner. The Grand Knight Captain said, and began to walk towards the outside of the barracks. Marcus followed with his scepter, but the expression on his face was clearly to say that he disagreed with Atticus, and that the savage ornaments only disgusted him.

The barracks were silent in the early morning, except for the smoke rising from a few tents, as the army cooks prepared breakfast. Atticus and the others walked through the narrow path between the tents and out of the wooden fence, where they saw a small campfire on the shady side of the hillside next to the camp, and an unusually hairy old elf leaning against his buck companion snoring, his beard curled and stretched in the air current.

"Please stop. Two young elves in leather armor, with short bows in their hands, stood up from the bushes on either side of the camp and spoke to the visitors. More eyes looked at the two of them from other places.

"This is the guy you said would cure my headache?" but I've heard—" Marcus was somewhat surprised to see the elves, he had not yet been involved in the war with the elves, and his knowledge of these neighbors was limited to the paintings in books. Although he also received news that a large number of elves had appeared in the molten iron city, he knew that the Iron Knight would not allow the elves to get involved in the internal affairs of the lion.

"We do not accept help from the elven army. But a wise man of great knowledge is willing to assist us in his personal name, and we have no reason to refuse, right?" Atticus spread his hands, his expression relaxed as if the two shortbows pointed at him were completely non-existent. After explaining to the King's Hand, the Grand Knight looked up and said to the two elves, "I have come to Lord Greenstaff, hoping that he will cure my friend. ”

The two elves looked at each other, not knowing whether to let the human approach the elder or not. After all, Mlos had given them the order not to allow the Green Staff to take any damage. But a small sparrow flew out of Atwood's thick hair, swept over the elves' heads, circled over their heads, and landed on Marcus's shoulder. Seeing this, the elven guards had no choice but to put away their weapons.

"The elders want to see you. ”