What made Snorri decide to go to war was not only the so-called Eternal Covenant, but more importantly, he would lead his convoy to pass through here a few months later on his way back.
If Helmgart turned into a rat's nest, there would be additional risks whether he passed the Axebit Pass as originally planned or was forced to change his route.
And he also knew that the Skaven were a more formidable opponent than the Greenskins. In the original end time, the entire dwarf kingdom, from Karak Kaderin in the north to the Andegron clan in the south, and almost every mountain fortress along his convoy were destroyed by the Skaven. .
Including his father, Thorgrin-The Grudge-Bearer, he was assassinated by the Death Master Snitch after killing the Headhunter Quark.
At that time, the rats had enough numbers to overwhelm the dwarves and quite outrageous technological weapons. Snorri did not want to let the rats wait until that time. He was not willing to miss any opportunity to weaken them before finally breaking through the Demonic Rat Waste City. .
"Keep going!" Snorri then gave the order. They defeated the sniping ratmen and rescued some human adventurers from the tavern. Snorri thought about it and did not ask them to go to the Temple of Sigmar with him.
In his opinion, it was difficult for these adventurers who were good at fighting alone to cooperate with the dwarf army. It was better to let them fight freely and kill the scattered ratmen who were looting around the city.
Snorri moved forward one block closer. According to the two Rick knights, he only needed to pass through the wealthy area of the inner city in front of him to reach his destination. Every dwarf was doing their best to stay alert.
"Drink!" "Puff!" "Bump!" "Boom!"
Suddenly, they heard a fight coming from the alleyway on the right, and the voice of one of the parties was obviously not at a normal volume.
"Go, over there, go take a look!" Snorri shouted. There were very few large units on the Order side. Those who could make that kind of wall-shaking sound were usually enemies if they weren't strong men with outstanding strength.
"Amazing! What a skill!" Snorri couldn't help but praise him when he turned into the fork in the road. He saw that it was the Fatis Knight wielding a big sword and fighting with a twisted giant that was almost two stories high.
"Rat troll!" The dwarves muttered one after another. They were all familiar with this thing.
As the name suggests, they are giant monsters about the size of a troll, but with the head of a rat. These guys are a pure combination of brawn and mad rage.
The Rat Troll is the flagship product of the Corrupted Clan, a powerful rat clan that has become one of the four great clans through alchemy and genetic modification. This is one of their most successful creations.
After countless cross-breeding and alchemy experiments, the Lord of Corruption finally discovered this guy. Those vicious ratmen literally stitched many beasts together, and then used the infamous warpstone gel to forcibly bonding.
The Rat Troll perfectly combines the speed and ferocity of the Skaven with the muscular strength of any beast, charging forward driven by twisted madness.
Generally speaking, these things are completely occupied by their wild instincts, and they need a trainer to drive them into the battlefield. As soon as he thought of this, Snorri saw a rat-man corpse on the ground holding a taming rod.
Judging from the death of the rat man who was cut in half, it should have fallen under the sword of the expedition knight. This experienced warrior knows that the first step in dealing with this behemoth is to eliminate its controller.
"Drink! Ha!"
Fatis held the hilt of the sword with one hand and the small guard with the other hand. He used both hands to use the spine of the sword to hold the fist blade on the rat troll's left paw.
In order to increase the lethality, the owners of these giants often tie sharp blades to their claws. In extreme cases, they even chop off the claws and replace them with warpstone blades, drills, crushers, etc. However, this will reduce the service life. .
Even though the Fatis Knight is over 1.9 meters tall, it is still difficult for humans to fight against this twisted creation. Although his center of gravity is lowered, he is still pushed backwards by the strange force.
Seeing that the knight was about to be pushed against the wall, every dwarf couldn't help but sweat for him. However, out of respect for his oath of expedition, the dwarves tightened their weapons but did not take action.
At this moment, the Fatis Knight suddenly used his left hand on the small gauntlet as a fulcrum, turned the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and the whirling blade cut the gopher troll's claws, green blood splattered everywhere.
"Ouch!"
The stupid creature stood up in pain, freeing itself from contact with the blade. Knight Fatis seized this opportunity. He kicked the wall behind him to use his strength, turned the sword in his hand, and raised fire from the bottom up.
The sharp sword edge cut open the beast's belly, but the damage was not enough to make the genetically mutated creature fall. Instead, it stimulated the ferocity in its blood.
The beast went into a frenzy, its attacks becoming more frequent and powerful. But these are of no use. Fatis's martial arts have been perfected after decades of training. His current age of forty is the pinnacle of both technology and strength.
The Fatis Knight held his sword and combined small blocks with brisk jumps to nimbly dodge the chaotic rat-troll's chaotic punches. This beast got nothing but fist marks on the ground and walls.
Seeing the rat troll's blood loss and physical decline, its attack speed slowed down, and the Fatis Knight also launched a counterattack.
He changed his original posture and chose to hold the hilt of the sword with both hands and thrust forward. Although the damage caused was not as great as chopping, the attack range was wider, the frequency was higher and it was more flexible.
After a few teases, the more the rat troll attacks, the faster the wound bleeds. However, this monster, caught in abnormal violence and fanaticism, has put its own life and safety at risk and just wants to tear the jumping humans into pieces. .
"In the name of the Lady of the Lake!" Finally, Fatis caught a flaw and stabbed the two-handed sword into the rat troll's chest. He panted and called the goddess's name.
After a moment of silence, nothing happened. A trace of undetectable disappointment flashed across Fatis's face. He drew two more swords to ensure death, then put away his sword and walked in front of Snorri.
"Prince Snorri, you are here! This beast is more difficult to deal with than a troll!" Knight Fatis wiped his sweat and said.
"That's natural. This is the favorite thing of rats! They only came up with it in these years." Snorri admired the knight in front of him even more. Among his subordinates, except for the one who could deal with the rat troll alone There really aren't many other than the Hammer of Eternity Guards.
Thanks to Comrade Corn, second from the left, for the loyalty monthly ticket reward of the First Legion, Flowing Water Around the Sandbank, Salan Ruotu, Prince Yan Haiya, Moon Demon Howling, 99 Carrots 66 Monthly Ticket
