But this time, the rats behaved completely differently. Boss Stormtooth still has a clear impression of the last battle. He remembered that at that time, although the number of rats was large, they were vulnerable. Beaten by a small number of greenskins, they lost their armor and urinated. Just a few green skins can chase and beat a large group of rats in the ass.

But now, things seem to have changed, and the rats have become fierce and aggressive. Although the Tyrant Boss's subordinates cut them down one by one and chopped them over, these rats relied on the strength of the rats and did not know how to retreat at all.

Give him a little time, and Brunz Boss is sure he can crush the scum once and for all. Fools can see that the fight is good for Greenskin, and for every Greenskin that falls, at least two Nezumi will be cut to the ground. A little farther away, the boar cavalry, assisted by the wolf cavalry and the spider cavalry, was slashing the rats in a one-sided slaughtering stance. In addition, the green-skinned shaman also began to cast spells, borrowing the power of Brother Mao to scare away a team of rats farther away.

But the problem is that the fighting here is not all. On the larger battlefield, other nezumi forces are pressing over layer upon layer. The rats' desperate resistance stuck to the Bruggy Boss's footsteps like kraft candy, leaving him in a stalemate and unable to move.

"The gunners are already in position, let them shoot!" Ashrufat ordered his men in the distance. The Greenskins didn't break through from where the Magic Stone Musket unit was located, so it took a little time for this force to redeploy.

Dense bullets came from the side, causing a crowd to roll over in the greenskin. These bullets are all made of magic stones, and the powerful force attached to them can directly erode the life of the person who was shot. Even if the bullet misses the vital point, the green skin that was shot quickly falls down. Of course, due to the quality of the magic stone firearms, there are also a few sporadic nezumi shooters who have been blown off some of their limbs by the exploding magic stone smoothbore guns. But these are normal losses, and no one cares.

"Brother Mao's poop!" the Tyrant Tooth cursed. The fire from the flanks was so ferocious that he had to respond. With no other choice, he immediately ordered the boar cavalry, which had a huge advantage, to turn around and assault the gunners. Only in this way, the most striking troops were transferred away from the frontal front. This response made the Greenskins' tactic of cutting through the Nezumi defense head-on fail for a short time.

A short rat screamed at him, wielding a knife in his hand. The Tyrant Tooth Boss used his shield to block the opponent's blow, and with a wave of the axe in his right hand, he directly helped the mouse to disembowel. When did these rats become so difficult? Relying on the overwhelming number of rats, they fought to the death one by one, and they were always able to launch a small-scale counterattack with strong morale. Even if the Boss of Storm Tooth personally led his personal guards to the front line, he would not be able to defeat them.

"You keep beating me! I'll go over there and take a look!" the Tyrantfang yelled at his guards. Seeing that he would not be able to break through the obstacles of these rats for a while, the Tyrant Tooth Boss decided to temporarily retreat to the second line to observe the battle situation.

Of course, the tide of the war has not changed. If anything, the smoothbore gunners from the flanks were pinned down by the boar cavalry. The rats hurriedly moved their forces to stop the boar cavalry, forcing their gunners to retreat from their previous positions. Until the gunmen are repositioned in their proper positions, the Brug Boss will not have to think about their threat for the time being.

"Boss...... Boss!" a smaller orc ran over in a panic. "It's a big deal!"

"What's the rice?"

"Rats...... Take our camp!" shouted the messenger with the sad news. When Tyrant Fang commanded his troops out of the camp to assault, he knew that his camp would definitely fall to the rats (it was only a matter of time). But that didn't make him feel much better at the moment. Seeing that the front has never been able to break through the defense line of the rats, the rear camp has been under the onslaught of the rats and is about to fall, which makes the old man of the storm tooth angry.

"We have to think about it, what should we do about this!" After all, the Boss of Storm Teeth is a boss at the level of a war commander. Since he can be a boss, then he will definitely not have no strengths other than muscles. The current situation seems overwhelmingly unfavorable. On the front, the rats in their dirty ragged clothes were never able to be defeated - sometimes, the greenskins would succeed in breaking down a small phalanx, wiping out most of the nezumi that made up the phalanx and forcing them to flee, but the problem was that there were too many of them. The large phalanx facing the Tyrant Boss was composed of about three hundred small phalanxes. If you continue to fight at this rate, it will probably take until dark to completely destroy the resistance of the rats - if Greenskin is not tired by then.

And the bigger problem is that there is no time, not to mention that it is dark, and the Boss of Bruising Teeth does not even have an hour. Other armies of nezumi are pouring in this direction. It seems that the interest of the nezumi is still in the camp, and they are concentrating on attacking the greenskins' camp. There are a small number of greenskins left behind in the camp, especially the snots. The fighting between the two sides is still fierce. But when the rat people have completely wiped out the remaining troops and occupied the camp, then the Tyrant Boss will face a dangerous situation of tight siege and siege from all sides.

Stormfangs noticed a group of Wolf Riders breaking away from the group and trying to break through the slash - the Wolf Riders had been slippery, and it looked like they had spotted a gap in the Nezumi formation. But in the blink of an eye, a group of ogres rushed out of nowhere. These monsters born out of evil experiments have beaten the wolf riders to the ground in the blink of an eye. To make matters worse, as the Wolvesriders retreated, another group of black-furred Storm Marines rushed out and intercepted the Wolvesriders' retreat from behind. Under the front and back attacks, even the famous wolf rider boy could not escape and was killed.

This whole process was clearly seen by the Boss Bruising. He realized that the rat men had come out of the ground. So on the surface it looks like there are no troops deployed in this position, but in fact there is an ambush of elite troops. This also explains the mystery from before - why such a large army of nezumi suddenly appeared. There is no doubt that the rats dug a passage from the ground to extend here. Then, in the middle of the night, he rushed out while Greenskin was unprepared and surrounded Greenskin's camp.

"Brother Mao's poop ......," the fanged boss cursed, turning his head to look at the camp that was still in the midst of a fierce battle. After the main force attacked, only a handful of troops remained in the camp, which made it not very far from the rats to completely occupy it. At least the Brug Boss didn't think the boys who stayed in the camp couldn't delay for long. He turned his head and saw the other side. A green-skinned shaman was casting a spell, and a large green foot came out of the void and stepped on the head of a small phalanx of rats, killing at least twenty rats.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a group of orc infantry rushed forward and defeated the rats in half before they could come to their senses, and the remaining rats turned around and ran. It must be said that don't look at the rats without fighting, but their escape skills are really first-class. The nezumi is so fast that even the greenskins can't catch up. In just a moment, the two sides disengaged, and another team of rats rushed up from the diagonal spurs, and fought with the group of greenskins.

And not only this time, in most cases, the defeated rats were able to flee to the rear, regroup, and wait to be on the battlefield again. This makes it seem like the Greenskins are far away from breaking through this line.

Be in a safe location at a distance. Ashrufat watched the battle with interest. Anyone can tell that the greenskins are going to be finished this time. Ashrufat wasn't even chasing victory right now – he actually held it firmly in his hands. He wanted to take the opportunity to try out the strange war machines that the nezumi had created in the underworld.

"Let the Abyss Abomination go up and try. Ashrufat gave orders to his subordinates. He had indeed always wanted to try the power of the Abyssal Abomination, the highest achievement of the Maude Clan's genetic technique (as Carrie called it).

Ashrufat's order was immediately relayed. Soon, a huge monster emerged from the ground and appeared on the flank of the Greenskin's main force, next to the Boar Boys.

Just as Ashrufat had predicted, even the fierce and belligerent Greenskins stopped when the terrible beast appeared.

"That'...... What kind of rice is that?!" On the green-skinned front, far away from Ashrufat, the Boss of the Stormtooth let out a roar mixed with three points of fear.

While many greenskins (especially the bosses) don't think they're afraid, it's probably only because they haven't encountered anything truly terrifying. At least the Greenskins who thought so had never seen the highest achievement of nezumi alchemy and genetic techniques—Abyssal Abomination.

The Pit Abomination was a mountain of deformed rotten flesh in appearance, convulsing unnaturally with convulsions. The monster writhed as many worm-like limbs and feet as it moved forward on the ground. Various mechanical devices, such as wheels, gears, and air pumps, are integrated into the monster's body to ensure its forward speed. A large stack of heads grew in front of the beast's body, all of which looked like rats, some of which had fur, eyes, and other parts, but many of them had nothing but noses and teeth. Each misshapen head sniffed the air at its target's scent, its mouth squeaking and screaming, and its upper and lower incisors opening and closing.

This thing is so beyond common sense that even the rats panicked, not to mention the greenskins. Ashrufat himself was shocked when he first saw this monster. At this moment, the orcs are okay, the goblins have been frightened by this monster, and there is a lot of confusion on the battle line.

Abyssal Abomination rushed towards the Boar Boys, who were too close to avoid the beast. Don't look at the wild boar boy in the green skin, he can be regarded as an elite soldier, but he can't stop this extraordinary beast. Abyss Abomination rushes into enemy lines with a thunderbolt, crushing everything that stands in its way with its massive body while causing its mouths to bite all over its body. The wild boar boy resisted desperately, but he couldn't resist this monster at all, and even the wild boar was a mouthful of two parts, let alone anything else. Eshuruphat saw the greenskins use their weapons to leave many wounds on the Abyssal Abomination, even cutting off several of its arms. But this level of attack is meaningless to this demon. The Abyssal Abomination recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, all the wounds were gone, and even the severed arm grew back. The boar boy soon lost the will to fight and fled in all directions.

"That's good. In her mind, Carrie commented. "It's not pretty, but it's functional. ”

"Hmm. Ashruphat watched as Abyss Abyss hated the wild boar boy who had fled. He turned his head and was surprised to find a group of greenskins rushing in this direction, the green skin at the odd head brandishing his weapon and yelling at his location.

"They're trying to go to you alone. Master...... Hee-hee, it really looks like Greenskin would have come up with a solution. Carrie scoffed.

Ashrufat had no idea of going head-to-head with the Greenskins in this situation. "Call the Grey Prophets over and use magic against these greenskins. He turned back to his subordinates and ordered.