Dax glanced at the guard.
From the other person's obscene yet sincere eyes, I could see the filth in his heart.
It is obvious that the other party has already thought about it from some subtle and unspeakable area.
Depend on!
Dax complained in his mind.
This bastard.
"I'm talking about taking this female rat to my tent and digging information out of her mouth."
The guard nodded as if he had understood something.
"Oh, its tongue is indeed very long. It must be able to smell a lot of important information. I understand, sir."
The soldier said seriously.
"You idiot, go get your work done and stop thinking about nonsense all day long." Dax kicked him and the people around him laughed.
The soldier fell to the ground, but he was not angry at all, but very happy.
In this dark and damp underground, it is a happy thing to be happy.
It had been a long time since they had been on the ground and felt the warmth of the sun.
For the will of the Holy Emperor, they had to suffer here and get rid of those damn ratmen.
They have to suffer so that others can have a happy and peaceful life.
Dax always encouraged them like this.
The soldiers also understood this, as someone had to deal with the threat of the ratmen.
As long as the soldiers are paid in full and sufficient supplies are delivered, there is nothing serious about fighting.
Plus, their weapons and equipment are much better than those of the ratmen.
The casualties were also smaller than those of the rat people.
"Send a few mages over and search its soul with their minds," Dax added, ignoring those who were laughing.
The war in the Rat Ruined City has been going on for several months.
They also stayed underground for several months.
There's no need to get mad over some harmless joke.
Such a leader will not be supported.
You have to respect others before others will respect you.
This is an iron rule that will not change.
Trying to enslave others with fear and majesty, and increasing one's own voice by degrading others' dignity will ultimately backfire.
"A bunch of bastards who are crazy about women." Dax cursed indifferently.
"Sir, you are wrong. If you don't miss women, what kind of man are you?" Another officer said, "This female rat does have a good figure, but its identity as a ratman is too disgusting. Those who dare to get involved with them must have a lot of complaints."
"You don't understand, don't you? When the light is off, it's all pitch black, isn't it? It has a furry head, which makes it feel better."
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Listening to these guys' jokes, Dax was glad that the Inquisition didn't follow them to this world.
Otherwise, all these guys will be sent to the gallows.
"Okay, let's chat, but don't cross the line. If you really can't help it, apply to go to the ground for a few days." Dax said unhappily.
"Don't worry, Boss. You don't know our personalities yet. We are just talking nonsense. We are all virgins."
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The female rat that tried to assassinate Dax was taken away.
Dax ignored those guys.
He suppressed the disgust and nausea in his heart.
Keep your eyes on the battlefield in the distance.
The rats are still coming from all sides, trying to take back their capital.
He commanded his troops to defend the tunnels, hoping to kill the rats in one fell swoop.
Let them know that those who commit crimes against humans will be punished no matter how far away they are.
However, he underestimated the Skaven's determination to defend their capital.
Under the orders of the Council of Thirteen, they came back from all over the world, assembled into a large army with various weapons and equipment, and launched a holy war, determined to take back the holy land bestowed upon them by the Horned Rat.
Rat people reproduce very quickly and reach adulthood in just five months.
They are not picky eaters either.
The ratmen that died on the battlefield were simply eaten as food.
With all this back and forth, it is almost forming a combat mechanism like the Zerg's, with automatic resource recycling.
But he had too few men and no way to expand his victory.
We can only defend the Demon Rat Ruined City.
Let them be smashed again and again in the face of human defenses.
The sound of the bells echoed in the huge underground space.
After ringing thirteen times, the howling of the rat men also sounded from the darkness, gathering together, endless.
The sounds of gunfire and shouts of killing also rang out.
"There are some to fight." Dax said to himself, "It seems like there's no end to those dead rats, one wave after another."
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When Uday, an officer, heard the bell, he hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out of his residence.
He walked along the hissing, steaming corridor towards the camp of his unit.
Taking advantage of the gap in the ratmen's attack, he took the time to catch up on his sleep.
This is destined to be a long war.
The two sides are competing to see who can endure longer.
Woody doesn't want to overwork himself.
The huge underground space has been reinforced, and a large number of steam machines have been transported from Middenheim to the Demon Rat City.
A large number of steam pipes are laid in the cleaned underground tunnels.
A large number of defensive machines were deployed at the entrances of each tunnel to stop the large forces of ratmen.
Dax is determined to capture the capital of the ratmen.
To this end, he planned to build a fortress on the basis of the abandoned city of the ratmen.
In that case, only a small number of troops would be needed to defend the area.
The remaining troops can be used to expand the results of the battle.
When we reached the position, the ratmen had already launched a charge.
Some of the ratmen held thick maces, some held bone axes, and some just held a rusty dagger.
They rushed up in a huge crowd.
A stench also spread as they charged, mixed with the stench of the ratmen that had died previously. The air on the battlefield was indescribable.
It smells like a mixture of fermented and cooked shit and a rotting corpse.
For this reason, soldiers on the front line have to wear breathing masks.
Avoid being overwhelmed by the smell.
There are a lot of ratmen, all charging forward mindlessly.
Before he had run halfway, he was killed by the firepower network set up by the soldiers.
Soon the tunnel was filled with the bodies of ratmen.
The scene was extremely bloody.
When they finally broke through the firepower network, they encountered the steam machinery set up by Woody and others.
Those steam machines were designed to look like the upper body of a human being, with tracks driving the lower body.
The whole body is covered with heavy armor.
Powered by steam, they wielded heavy swords, axes and spears.
The rats would often be crushed like tofu in front of the defense lines built by steam machines.
"What's the situation?" Woody stood next to his adjutant.
"Nothing new here, just another massacre." The adjutant said nonchalantly, "They have no way of getting rid of the steam-powered defenses."
As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed as if he was specifically trying to slap the adjutant in the face.
With a rumble, several steam machines equipped with sawteeth and spears sank into a deep pit underground.
A tide of ratmen poured out from the collapsed area.
Rat people are very good at digging holes.