Nefer pulled out the battle ax on his shoulder, but he felt as if his lungs were about to be squeezed out, and he felt even more uncomfortable than before pulling it out.
Looking down, through the opened chest, he could see the lungs that were squeezed into a ball with his breathing. He knew that he might not survive.
Under that bloodthirsty impulse, he looked down too lightly on these opponents who had been blocked from retreating. Among humans, there were still strong ones who could fight against him.
He used the rune knife in his hand to cut open the armor of the human thing and the chest and abdomen underneath, and took out the contents. He himself was severely injured in the lungs by the axe.
On the verge of death, Nefer's heart was filled with the fear shared by Skaven. It was as if he was not himself before.
What that damn pointy-eared female rat had done to him and his men.
I can not be reconciled! If it weren't for the pointy-eared blasphemy!
This was the last thought that existed in Nefer's mind before he completely lost consciousness. After a few minutes, even the red light in his eyes dissipated.
The fighting on the battlefield is still not over. The wizard's tired body has obviously become sluggish, and he is still taking the lead in killing the barbarians who are making the final resistance in the corner of the canyon with their backs against the mountain wall.
The corpses of ratmen and barbarians showed that more than three hundred barbarians had previously tried to gather into a dense phalanx with their backs against the mountain wall.
This kind of resistance was very effective. It caused more than two hundred rat corpses to fall in front of the phalanx, but this kind of resistance was in vain - in the previous battle, they no longer had the combat power of even a small lord level. .
As the Wuling tore a hole in the hard-working formation from the front, and after the rats from behind filed in, their death was only a matter of time.
The roars and screams of the rat men continued, and the shouts of humans to kill gradually weakened. Later, only the gasping and the sounds of the rat men swallowing food were left on the battlefield.
Hecate pulled out the dagger inserted between the head and eyebrow, and leaned against the mountain wall stained with blood.
Looking around, there were no rats standing around anymore.
The Skaven who are still alive are driven by black hunger and eat quickly on the battlefield.
Seeing those Skaven destroying the intact armor in order to eat human flesh, the wizard couldn't help but say something prodigal on behalf of the engineer warlock.
However, the Witch Spirit already knows what black hunger is from the rats' books, and she will not disturb the rats' eating.
After each of the rats brought to the scene had probably eaten nearly half a kilogram of meat, the Skaven stopped their crazy eating behavior and stood upright one by one to look at the wizard spirit.
Hecate was also able to easily calculate the casualties.
With a weak force of just over a thousand, the rats had to pay a heavy price for swallowing up the human troops, which were calculated to be nearly 1,400 after the war. Even though they had been strengthened by spells and texts.
The remaining rats can probably only form a little more than two companies of ratmen. In this battle, the death rate exceeds 60%, and even these rats are covered with various injuries.
After a while, there will be a lot of non-combat casualties.
Wu Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he spoke hoarsely in the rat-man language with a strange accent.
"Commander!"
Looking at the black-robed rat who immediately appeared in front of her, a stern look flashed in Hecate's eyes.
Rather than experiencing non-combat attrition later on, it would be better to let these rats contribute their last bit of combat effectiveness before then.
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Dividing line
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Two hours later, in the "fortress" of mankind.
The witch spirit and Toxide, who had a broken leg, were lying in the tent of the human leader, resting tiredly.
The final battle was not that difficult.
After the human troops leaving the city were wiped out, there were less than two hundred human defenders left. After the rats showed their ability to build rat ladders, these humans surrendered through two humans who could speak rat language. .
The huge gap in strength made it impossible for them to defend.
"The two human beings have been interrogated clearly."
The black-robed rat came in to announce his arrival and handed over a piece of rat-skin paper with a brief report recorded on it.
Ever since he entered the camp, his eyes had been glancing at the warlord with a broken leg.
In the society of rats, disabled rats, especially storm rats, unless they have other unaffected skills, usually have no good end. They are either killed by their subordinates to get to the top, or they are sold to spellcasters as test subjects.
He really didn't understand what the pointy-eared thing was doing leaving a cripple.
"knew."
The witch spirit glanced at those things listlessly and continued to close his eyes to rest.
The rat skin paper records the distribution of the surrounding human tribes.
The nameless fortress where they are located belongs to Nagash, and the barbarians are just personnel serving here in this pastoral area.
This can explain why after they invaded the fortress, they found less than a hundred female humans inside the fortress - most of the human women and children were in the tribes of this pastoral area.
Pastoral area, this is a special system under the rule of Nagash.
Skeletons exist as "herders" in human tribes.
Herders manage the livestock, that is, humans, in their pastoral areas.
This kind of management is relatively loose. These skeletons covering Nagash's will have only two functions.
First, it ensures that humans can complete their tasks, which is to rely on growing crops to feed themselves and to reproduce a large number of offspring.
Second, ensure that all qualified humans join Nagash's army, mines and other places every year and serve forever.
Beyond that, there are no limits to anything humans can do.
Whether it's business dealings or other activities, as long as they don't try to leave the edge of Nagash's control area, no undead will care about them.
Humans, humans.
The thought of looking for a new breed of slaves flashed through Wu Ling's mind.
Druchi was no stranger to slaves like humans, or rather monkeys.
In the past, when their Black Ark was still able to cross the ocean at will, they captured a large number of slaves from primitive human tribes.
To be honest, humans still have many advantages as slaves.
Due to the Skaven's extremely fast metabolism, if a Skaven is allowed to eat with an open belly, it can eat the same amount of food as its own body weight in a day.
Humans, on the other hand, eat less than five percent of their body weight at most.
Human bones are stronger, there is no black hunger, and farming efficiency is much higher than that of Skaven.
But at the same time, the food supply of slave rats is less than the minimum number of humans, and they can also maintain a mine mining efficiency that is much more efficient than humans.
Both have their own advantages and limitations.
However, after following the Druchi pirates, Hecate could smell the smell of money from the complicated memories of the past.
Even though the sea is now blocked by the high elves, Druchi's pirates still often plunder "monkey slaves" from the north, and she is not the only source of supply.
The Ratman is different. If her plan succeeds, as the only supplier... maybe she will one day be able to achieve a status second to the original Bride of Kane.
