Snorri held the war hammer in his right hand, and held his left hand half in front of his mouth like a loudspeaker to cheer up his human friends from afar.
"In the name of the Eternal Covenant, we will be there soon! The rats are about to be doomed!" He noticed that Snorri had defeated the ratmen's flanks and was only about a hundred meters away from the enemy's main line under the screaming death knell. distance, human morale is boosted.
"Kill! Kill all these big rats!" Viscount Thompson is not wearing his fashionable big-brimmed hat now. He is wearing a military uniform, relying on his plate armor and sword and shield in his hand to stand at the forefront of the front line with Rick's walking knights. front end.
"The waaagh of the Pot-Belly King Gulu can't break Helmgart, and the bitch's licking dogs over the mountain can't break Helmgart. How could she fall into the hands of a group of beasts?" The Viscount roared and slashed in front of him. of mice.
While he was shouting and fighting, bad luck struck. In the black sky, under the green light of Morslieb, several black figures suddenly flashed across.
They jumped lightly from the roof of the Sigma Temple, rolled slightly after landing, and dodged several weapons blocking their way.
"Be careful! Lord Viscount!"
"no, do not want!"
Viscount Thompson was stunned when he heard the words, but when he reacted, there was already a dagger on his chest.
"Ho, ho!" Looking down at the dagger tip that suddenly emerged from his chest, the human lord took two final breaths before succumbing to the poison of the dimension stone.
"My, why is my dwarf refined rune plate armor useless?" This was the last thought in his mind before death.
"Ahhh!" The human warriors were angry. They left their posts and slashed at the rat-men that fell from the sky.
"Bang!" One of the rat assassins seemed to have expected this situation. He took out a bomb from under his cloak and threw it on the ground. What was released when this bomb exploded was not fire and shrapnel, but a black smoke screen.
This smoke screen obscured the figures of the rat assassins, and also made the besieged human warriors cough repeatedly and find it difficult to breathe. Accompanied by a few short screams, they rolled and jumped several times and disappeared into the sea of rat men.
"Weeping Sword? Death Running Rat?" Snorri muttered to himself as he witnessed this scene. In fact, Snorri was not surprised at all by their appearance. He had been secretly on guard against them ever since he discovered the traces of the Eshin clan.
To be honest, it's better to just have death runners - those who have the greatest potential to become Assassin Mentors are awarded this title.
They are the elite of the Sewer Runners, and will serve as the commander of the squad in the absence of higher-ranking Eshin clan members. Especially good at using mysterious Far Eastern fighting techniques.
Fortunately, the Gray Prophet Lord who took the lead could not afford enough warpstone coins, otherwise it would have been able to ask the assassin mentors of the Eshin clan or even the chief assassin who had obtained the title of Master of Death to serve it.
Snorri silently prayed for this human noble who had been chatting a lot at the city gate during the day. But he knew that he couldn't delay now. He had to seize the opportunity of the human warriors who were filled with indignation because of the death of their lord to defeat the rat men. Otherwise, it would be difficult to wait until the blood in their chests cooled down!
"Fight, human friends! Fight! Protect your homeland!" Snorri shouted, and at his signal, his subordinates shouted together.
"You bastards, the sons of the mountains are here to help you!"
"Cut all the rats and settle the hatred!"
Surrounded by his clansmen, Snorri felt a sense of security in the cold winter night. Ever since he time traveled, he had been warning himself to be cautious and to be as discreet as possible when fighting, lest he be attacked by strange long-range firepower or It was the assassin who touched it.
Now it seems that his sense of self-preservation has had the desired effect. Snorri believed that he was also a prime target on the Death Runner's assassination list.
However, since he had been under the protection of the Anvil Guards, and the equipment on his body did not have any features that attracted the attention of rats, the rat assassin could not tell who was the commander of this dwarf force in a hurry.
In the eyes of the assassins of the Eshin clan, Captain Glenson, who may have better equipment than his comrades, has a white beard and wears a conspicuous blue uniform; Johnson, who has a loud voice and is obviously an elite dwarf commander; and Bu, who commands the artillery crew. Lockson may have more weight than Snorri's assassination.
Human beings have a strong desire to fight, and soldiers from the provincial corps also rushed out from the ruins of the temple. Following them were several trainee Sigma priests, who also accepted the ordination ceremony like full members.
It would be a great disgrace for any Order race to have Lords and Mentors killed by Skaven in their ranks on the battlefield. The fury of revenge burned in their chests.
Snorri saw that even the light fire wizard had drawn out the sword from his waist and started to kill the rat men in front of him in close combat.
However, it is not surprising that this melee mage state appears in the flame mage. Aksha, with its flaming qualities, favors reckless and passionate guys, and its users are often masters of combat.
Even with the short legs of the dwarves, they rushed over the short distance. Relying on the strong inertia brought by their armor and weight, Snorri and his men crashed into the already compressed and twisted front of the Skaven like a battering ram.
Almost instantly, they crushed a group of rats that had been pushed into the front row by their peers behind them, creating a huge depression.
"Blockson! Tell the artillery crew to knock out that broken clock!" Snorri roared. He saw that the gray prophet had already stepped off the car carrying the pendulum with a scepter, and replaced it with a swollen muscle. , a big white-haired rat with green dimensional stone fragments stuck in his back was ringing the bell.
"Mogrim is here! Can the use of dimension stone be so wide-ranging?" With only a distance of more than 20 meters, Snorri could clearly see the temporary mutant rat that was obviously a disposable product without a telescope.
This guy was much more powerful than the thin caster. It pulled the rope with enough force to break the pendulum. Under the influence of the noise, the rats became stunned again as if they had taken stimulants.
Bloxen had been unhappy with the green, moving target for a long time. He pushed away the original gunner and personally controlled the cannon to aim at it.
The Gray Prophet looked at the black hole of the muzzle not far away and felt a sudden shock in his heart. He knew that the screaming death knell was crucial to improving the morale of the rat people. Once the pendulum was destroyed by the artillery, the rat troops that were already starving would will collapse quickly. It immediately took out a bottle of magic potion and poured it into its mouth.
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