"Boom!"
Snorri was also adjusting the focus of the telescope, trying to see more clearly. Soon, he saw the Gray Prophet through the green light of the Screaming Death Knell, which was dancing with its staff.
As it was cast, a gap opened in the ground in front of the back door of the Temple of Sigmar. The battle priest was obviously the main target of this spell. He and several warriors around him fell into the gap before they could react. Here, I don’t know whether I am alive or dead.
"Grey Prophet of Destruction!" Snorri saw this Earth Splitting Technique and judged the spell attributes of the gray-haired rat.
There are three basic types of Skaven spells that are the most dominant, each acting as a separate spell system - Plague, Invisibility, and Destruction. Among them, the destruction type is the most common and the most versatile.
Of course, there are a few rat casters who choose to fall into the arms of necromancy and other chaos gods, but this situation is always directly strangled by the rat people internally, which is very rare.
The human defenders were obviously shocked. Originally, the power of magic was enough to awe mortals. It was only now that mages in the human empire were legalized for more than a hundred years.
Before Teclis convinced Magnus the Pious to stop the empire's persecution and ostracism of would-be magic users. Once they are caught, they are turned over to the witch hunters of the Church of Sigmar and then burned at the stake.
Although humans now have gradually accepted that spellcasters are around them, how to resist magic is still a problem for them.
What's more, the Skaven's unique magic driven by warpstones is not among the Eight Winds of Magic. They don't even know about the existence of the Skaven, and they don't understand their magic.
"move! move!"
Seeing this scene, the rat people's morale increased even more. They roared and rushed towards the collapsed gap in the temple. In contrast, although Viscount Thompson kept shouting, the soldiers under his command continued to retreat.
"It's time for us to go on stage!" Snorri drank the beer in the bottle in one gulp and smashed the empty bottle on the ground. "People, line up! Let us rescue our human friends!"
Snorri walked down the small building under the protection of the anvil guards. His melee troops had already formed up, and the long-range troops were also pouring out of the building quickly.
"We will attack the rat people's flanks directly!" Snorri did not intend to go through the temple to defend the enemy with the humans. When the number of people is too large, the front cannot be deployed and a tug-of-war will form. If he does this, he will definitely suffer losses. It is greater than a direct defeat.
The Gray Prophet Lord was neither blind nor stupid. Snorri and hundreds of dwarves under his command were entrenched in a complex of buildings only a few hundred meters away from the main battlefield. Even war pigs knew that these guys had bad intentions.
Although the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, the gray prophet still made some targeted arrangements. Snorri saw that the rat people deployed a lot of extra troops on the flanks of their battle formation.
The Skaven Warlord, who had oiled his soles after the unlucky sniper battle in front of the dwarf settlement, appeared again, and beside him was a Skaven spellcaster also wearing gray robes.
"Ratmen! Give it to me, hold it back!" the Skaven warlord shouted, waving the sword in his hand. This time, the troops on hand were much more abundant, and the quality was higher than before.
It was obvious that the Gray Seer Lord who drove the Screaming Deathstroke was a normal rat. When he realized that the new dwarves could not be stopped by the mob, he made a certain tilt in the strength of his troops. This made the Skaven Warlord feel very good. .
A large group of shield-bearing clan rats stood in the center of the street, mixed with some black-furred storm rats as the fulcrum of the defense line. Behind them are densely packed rat-man long-range forces.
"Wait, wait until Lord Codro kills all the human things! You, we, can all have fun!" The rat warlord encouraged his subordinates. Although the power of the dwarves' sophisticated weapons has been strengthened, it I was still a little scared.
"Yes, yes! Go ahead, do this beard thing, and you will all be rewarded! Anyone who dares to run away, give it to me, and work as a slave for me to mine!" The gray prophet also helped, and it chose to threaten A way to give the rat people the courage to fight bravely.
For clan rats and storm rats, being beaten down to the humblest slave rat is the next best punishment after death. It is basically equivalent to being sentenced to a suspended death sentence, and you have to suffer before death.
"Brothers, press forward, these rats can't stop us!" Snorri ordered, waving the warhammer in his hand.
The dwarf troops moved forward quickly, and the front team quickly came into contact with the rat people. Although the clan rats were outnumbered, they could hardly cause any damage. All they could do was use their bodies to attack the strong black-haired fellows. Just resist the ax blades of the dwarves.
The parts of the Storm Rats equipped with one-handed swords and shields are at best usable weapons, but they cannot break through the meteorite armor of the Iron-Smashing Warriors - this special force was originally formed to fight against the Skaven.
Only some black-haired rats using two-handed heavy weapons can cause some damage to the dwarves with the concussion produced by heavy blows. However, they have no chance to block the damage with their shields. They can only squeeze the clan rats in front of them and pass through the rats. Protect yourself with a human shield.
Seeing that the increased strength was still unable to withstand the assault of the dwarf troops, the rat warlord became anxious again. The Gray Prophet, who was responsible for blocking the attack, took out two rules-polished warpstone coins from his robe and swallowed them in his mouth.
After a brief twitch, it released several dark green dimensional lightnings. However, because the power of this magic itself is not great, and the young candidate Gray Seer's spellcasting ability is also very poor, this round of spells hardly caused much damage to the dwarves.
Just as the Skaven defense line continued to retreat and the resistance became increasingly weak, Snorri suddenly heard a shout from the front row: "Be careful! Gas rats!"
Snoke looked up, and sure enough, a ball of green mist appeared at the forefront of the battle between the dwarves and the ratmen. This should be caused by the Poison Wind Grenadier.
"Gronnie's beards, they are so selfish and crazy!" Snorri cursed. The Poison Wind Grenadier was a targeted unit developed by the Skaven to fight against the Dwarf Ironbreaker Warriors.
They are suitable for fighting in narrow and windless underground tunnels, but using them in such an open outdoor environment seems to be a double-edged sword.
The gas bombs they throw are spheres of glass or crystal filled with deadly warpstone gas. After being thrown, the outer shell will shatter, releasing the billowing smoke inside.
Compared with the tough dwarves, the rat troops are less resistant to poisonous gas, and many clan rats have begun to twitch in pain.
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