Section 31 Opinions

Speaking of which, after staying in the Underground Realm for so long, he had only heard that the Grey Prophets were powerful, but he had never seen them perform on the battlefield. This is due to the fact that these Grey Prophets have always tried to remain as neutral as possible in the Nezumi Civil War, and have not been far removed from being involved in the nezumi to lose their unique status. Unless it is to punish those who dare to blaspheme, the Grey Prophet is always trying to prevent civil wars rather than promote them.

Now seems like a great opportunity to see the magic of these grey prophets.

At the foot of the hillside, the Boss of the Stormtooth roared and challenged halfway up the mountain. He believed that the leader of the nezumi should have heard his roar. According to Greenskin's tradition, the Nezumi General should come down the mountain to compete with him, but the problem is that the rats don't seem to pay attention to this glorious Greenskinned tradition.

The Boss of Storm Tooth is a very smart boss, so he also knows that this trick may not work well for these rats. In the previous battles, many greenskin bosses took the initiative to ask the captains of the rats to go head-to-head. But only a handful of these cowardly rats have responded to the challenge. In fact, the greenskins know that these rats at both ends of the first rat often refuse to go head-to-head and hide at the back of the queue.

This kind of thing is actually not outrageous. Even the greenskinned leaders will sometimes refuse to go it alone (especially goblins). Of course, if the Greenskin Leader does this, the result will inevitably be a big drop in the morale of the troops, but the Nezumi seem to be completely different. If Captain Rats refuses to go head-to-head, the morale of his subordinates will not change in any way. The Boss of Storm Teeth has seen that the morale and confidence of the rats seems to come from their numbers, not from the performance of their captain.

Therefore, the Boss of Brunzy would not have done such a stupid thing that would probably be in vain. But now there is no other choice. At this moment, the sound of battle in the Greenskin camp has almost subsided, and the nezumi troops in all directions are gradually entering the battle in an orderly manner. The Greenskins had to divide their forces against outflanks from both flanks, and the frontal assault force was getting weaker and weaker. Luckily, that damn Abyss Abomination wasted a lot of time chasing down the Boar Kid, otherwise Boss Brugging would have been done by now.

If he has the ability, the Boss of the Storm Teeth really hopes to rush directly to find the generals of the rats and have a good time on the spot. However, the rats are taking advantage of their superior forces to compress the encirclement step by step. These rats have adopted the idea of seeking no merit but no merit in this war, which may seem procrastinating, but it is invulnerable. Now there are at least ten teams of rats in front of the Tyrant Tooth Boss, and the Tyrant Tooth Boss knows that it will be difficult for him to rush over.

Ashruphat was completely uninterested in the mood of the Bruggy Tooth Boss. In fact, he no longer pays attention to the situation of the war. When the Greenskins' breakthrough failed to defeat the frontal nezumi troops in the first place, everything was already doomed. He was more concerned with the performance of the Grey Prophets. At this time, under his command, a small group of gray prophets were in place, these gray-furred nezumi were using magic, they were shouting the name of the rat god, and their whole bodies trembled with the ecstasy of faith.

It is a common magical skill that can be found in all races, and consists of multiple magicians working together to cast a spell. In this way, the magic can be cast faster, more powerful, and more difficult to disrupt or counter by the opponent. When both sides have a large number of magicians, this is the only way to resist the interference of the other party and use magic normally.

Although Ashruphat was not very proficient in magic, he could also sense that this magic was working on his enemies, but it was not a destructive spell.

Magical energy was highly condensed and infused into the location of the greenskins, but it did not cause natural phenomena such as fire, lightning, or freezing. Ashruphat looked at his target, the small stream of greenskins where the Greenskin Boss was, and suddenly realized the effect of the magic.

The greenskins are transforming!

The Boss of Brunzy is in a state of extreme distress. He had thought that even if the Nezu-Man's general didn't respond to the challenge, he would at most retreat. But I didn't expect the other party to come directly to a killer feature. The boys who were following him at the moment were the guards he personally selected from the greenskins, and they could all be carried. They were supposed to play a big role on the front, but now they were turned into a bunch of rats.

This is the first time Tyrant Tooth has encountered such strange magic. Right next to him, the boys screamed and began to shapeshift. If it weren't for a kid who pushed him away in time, he probably wouldn't have escaped this fate. In a panic, the rest of the boys slashed and killed their half-deformed companions in the blink of an eye. In fact, the greenskins, especially the orcs, are not afraid of death, but being directly transformed into another creature in this way makes even the most daring brat afraid.

"Boss, we're still ......," one of the remaining boys suggested to Bruggy Boss. Although the Boss of Storm Tooth was very unwilling, he also knew that the general of the rat man would never come down to fight him alone. His eyes widened, and his eyes were red from the rage.

"Boys, come with me, get rid of all these rats, Waaaaagh......"

The greenskins launched a Jedi counterattack, and the nezumi relied on the strength of the rats to hold back an inch. The roar of battle on both sides shook the mountains. But neither the greenskins nor the rat people noticed that a third party was quietly appearing on the edge of the battlefield.

A whole group of Dwarven Ranger appeared on the top of a distant mountain. From this vantage, they can see the entire battlefield at a glance.

Torrison moved the telescope away from his eyes. "Beard!" the ranger captain, though experienced, looked shocked now. This is because his telescope allows him to see clearly the details of the abyss's abhorration. "The greenskins are at war with the rats?"

Dwarves have farsighted abilities similar to those of humans, and cannot see the details of the battlefield at such a distance, so they must rely on telescopes. But there is nothing wrong with looking at this magnificent battle. So by this time every Ranger had figured out what was going on.

"Captain Torrisson, it seems like this...... There are a lot of them. A young ranger replied. He could tell that there were about 30,000 to 50,000 greenskins in the distance, and the number of ratmen surrounding the greenskins was almost tenfold. In addition to this, there are all kinds of mutated beasts and war machines. The black-brown has surrounded the green, and it is eroding little by little, swallowing up the green bit by piece. Even those with no military experience can see that the battle is decided.

But Torrison knows it's not just a matter of numbers. This time there were a lot of nezumi troops on the battlefield that he had never seen before. Including some nezumi shooters with muskets in hand, as well as some quirky cannons. The nezumi actually had muskets and cannons? He remembered that the last time the nezumi army didn't have such a thing - maybe guns, but absolutely no cannons. Or was the last time it was just a tentative attack, so it wasn't outstanding in terms of quantity or quality?

"It's so good that we should tell Prince Hoga the good news. One of the recruits said recklessly. "It's wonderful that our enemies are killing each other. ”

Torrison didn't answer, he just raised his binoculars again and looked at all the strange things on the battlefield. But no matter how weird these things may seem, they're undoubtedly powerful. Once again, the telescope's lens found its target. The Ranger Captain saw a horde of nezumi infantry rush into battle, wielding a strange weapon called the Plague Censer, and the whole body was filled with eerie colored poisonous gases. A group of goblins blocking the way rushed up, but were directly defeated by this special group of nezumi soldiers. More than half of the goblins were killed by the poison gas and plague incense burners, and the rest were eliminated in the following pursuits.

"Captain, it looks like the greenskins are done. A subordinate saw that the captain was unresponsive and continued to remind. "Let's go and tell Prince Hoga about the situation......" his voice stopped abruptly, as he saw an unusual solemnity in the captain's face.

"Captain Torrisson...... What's wrong?" another subordinate was a little surprised. "The nezumi and the greenskins kill each other, and we should be happy. ”

"I wish you were right. Torrison replied. "But the rats have been underground, and they wouldn't have come to the surface to have a showdown with Greenskins unless they had a special reason. And this amount is ......"

"You mean ......"

"The last time the nezumi were attacked by the greenskins and wiped out their entire army," Torrison said, glancing around at his men. "If I'm not mistaken, this time it's their revenge!

The faces of the subordinates who had talked a lot just now changed and they glanced at each other. What will the rat men do, is that still to be asked? The target of the rat men is Karak-Grom.

"We should not rush back to report to the prince, but we must take a good look at how much strength these rat people really have, and see their strengths and weaknesses...... This is important. This is at stake in future wars, and it is our responsibility as scouts. ”

Ashrufat's attention was now focused on the group of plague censer acolytes who had just entered the battlefield. The Acolytes of the Plague come from the Pestiron Clan, one of the four great clans, and are the best of the nezumi infantry. The Maud clan experimented with all kinds of ordinary animals with those strange scientific and magical techniques, creating a large number of war beasts, while the Pestiron clan was the opposite. They put this kind of research on their own clan members, and this practice has made their bodies so tough that they have lost their normal sense of pain. For this reason, the warriors of the Pestiron clan are extremely brave in battle, and are usually able to fight to the death (a rarity among the nezumi). This, combined with their ability to use disease and poison, makes them extremely reliable forces on the battlefield.

Ashrufat had already learned the details of the Pestiron clan from the Grey Prophet before, but this time he had really seen how well they had performed on the battlefield. Although half of it was due to the exhaustion of the goblins after a long battle, being able to kill the goblins immediately with almost one-to-one troops was enough to prove that these incense burner acolytes were extraordinary. At this moment, the incense burner acolytes had slaughtered the goblins, and while they were screaming wildly to express their devotion to the rat god, they turned around and killed the other group of greenskins.

At this point, there was no longer any suspense in the battle. It should be said that the main reason why the greenskins have been able to delay and barely survive until now is because Ashrufat deliberately did it. He wanted to take this opportunity to learn about the combat effectiveness of the various units among the nezumi.

"It's boring. In her mind, a sentence popped into Carrie's mind.

"What's wrong, Carrie?" asked Ashrufat.

"Why should an existence like us take part in such a vulgar war? Isn't that ridiculous compared to the strength and wisdom we possess? It has to be a matter of little for us – that's the right position for us. Master, do you say?"