Every dwarf present knew that they could not let the rat go back to the mountain, especially when the rat man's boss had not been killed and the army structure had not been broken up.
Relying on the extremely fast reproduction speed of the Ratmen, it is foreseeable that the leading Gray Prophet will pull a new team out of nowhere before long.
Snorri relied on the knowledge that his current body had learned in the past years to know that the reproduction of rat men was carried out through female rats deep in the breeding pit.
I don’t know if it’s the result of natural evolution or if some male rats deliberately do it through vicious biotechnology. For the female rats in the breeding pit, procreation is the only meaning of their existence.
They have an average of more than a dozen cubs per litter, giving birth to four to five litters per year, and it only takes two years for rat cubs to grow into adult rat men. Give a female mouse a year and she can breed hundreds of mice.
"Charge! Crush them in the name of the Mother Goddess!" Snorri stretched out his hand to retract the war hammer, and then he took the lead and rushed towards the gathered rat people.
"Earth, unleash your fury!" As he approached the Skaven's shrinking front that became denser, Snorri activated the cooled runes of rage and destruction.
The power of the runes destroyed the Skaven formation, and Snorri's men began to kill.
"Bang!" Snorri smashed his hammer down, only to find that the white-haired rat in front of him blocked his hammer with the two-handed halberd in his claws.
"Ha!" Snorri put his left hand on the hammer handle and pressed down with both hands. The rat was very clever. Instead of fighting with him, he took a step back to relieve his strength.
Snorri shook his head. He picked up the hammer stand again and moved slowly to look for new opportunities. This group of parliamentary guards was more elite than any enemy force he had seen since traveling through.
Their equipment seems to be enhanced by the Skaven's unique enchantment technology, and they are also superior in technical tactics and physical fitness to their counterparts. But fortunately there are not many of them.
Snorri looked around, and he found that his anvil guards could not break through the line quickly. The short-handled weapons they are equipped with are suitable for fighting in narrow underground areas, and their armor-piercing effect is not very good.
Although the Hammer Warriors are more lethal and a single blow from the Rune Hammer can almost render a rat incapable of combat, they are able to dodge the rats' attacks in a slightly clumsy manner.
Like the human giant swordsmen, in order to facilitate the manipulation of the powerful two-handed war hammer, their armor has also undergone some modifications. There is no plate armor protection at the shoulder and elbow joints, only lined mail armor.
The parliamentary guards holding halberds quickly discovered this weakness of the dwarves, and the relatively longer weapons went straight to their arms. Their muscles coupled with their characteristic halberds have injured several of Snorri's men.
"Fire! Give me the flames..." Snorri shouted halfway before he realized that he no longer had the flame cannon. Burkin also took away the supporting munitions when he returned to Karak Norn.
"Fire the Iron Dragon hand cannon hard!" Snorri immediately changed his mind. It would be more effective to use technological weapons to deal with these elites.
When more than a dozen tongues of fire appeared in the square, no matter how brave these white-haired mice were, they could not resist the high temperature flames. They began to retreat, and gradually changed from an organized retreat to a rout.
Seeing this situation, Snorri could only sigh. His troops still lacked the ability to pursue. After a few hundred meters of symbolic pursuit, he withdrew his troops and returned to the front of the temple.
"May your souls be blessed by Sigma!" Snorri prayed as he stood in front of the corpses of Viscount Thompson and the battle priest who had just been snatched out of the cracks in the ground.
Viscount Thompson is a temporary commander assigned by William III. His viscount fiefdom is not here. Helmgart Fortress, as a strategic and trade important place, is currently under the direct control of the prince himself.
Therefore, Helmgart Fortress currently does not have a de facto human commander. If the Sigma priest had not died under the Earth Splitting Technique, he might have been able to gain command by virtue of his prestige and religious status.
But the imperial captain who is now in charge of commanding the provincial army cannot mobilize Viscount Thompson's personal power during his lifetime - the giant swordsman guard he hired and the light fire wizard as a magic consultant.
The captain of Viscount Thompson's private army obviously has no authority to command the provincial army formed by the Prince of Rickland.
Of course, both parties also understood that if the Gray Prophet was still alive and all its parliamentary guards were not wiped out and pursued alone, the probability of delivering supper to the rats was far greater than the probability of successfully avenging the lord.
Snorri knew how to take advantage of his illness to kill him, but at the moment, due to his own sensitive status, he was unable to organize human cavalry to pursue him.
After a brief communication, Snorri learned that the military power here could not resume normal operation until William III appointed the new Lord of Helmgart, and Viscount Thompson's private army would also leave here and return to his territory to continue fighting for his The family fulfills the remainder of the contract.
This means that if his convoy also leaves, Helmgart will have a window of defensive strength. Those rats were running away in all directions, and I didn't know if they would kill any of them.
Snorri didn't want to leave just like that, otherwise his bloody battle this night would most likely be in vain. Without their leader and spiritual support, it may be difficult for humans to withstand the rat-men's counterattack.
But he also needs a reason to stay. Although he is already the "generous" Snorri, if he puts up a brave face and volunteers to help the human forces who bear the hatred clause to defend the city, it is very likely that his reputation will be ruined. Comments go to strange places.
When Snorri was struggling with how he should proceed next, the Rick knights who still had feelings for their family and country helped him solve his troubles.
These imperial knights are all local aristocratic children of Rick Territory, and they are directly ordered by Prince Rick himself. Appearing here is to strengthen Viscount Thompson's defense on the one hand, and to monitor him on the other.
Knight Walter, who had come to the dwarf settlement to ask for help, made a breakthrough and witnessed the military strength of the rat men from outside the temple. He had a more intuitive understanding of the power of these big rats standing tall.
In a flurry of whispers, he convinced his comrades. These imperial knights invited Snorri's convoy to stay in their own names to help guard Helmgart, and they scraped together private money to advance the hiring expenses.
Snorri accepted this somewhat deceptive behavior and said that since you sincerely ask for your permission, then I will reluctantly stay to protect the city until the new lord arrives.
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