Watching the ratmen swarm out.
The adjutant, who had just looked disdainful and thought that the rat people could be killed in the blink of an eye, turned pale.
He couldn't have imagined that these damn ratmen would break through the defense line they built in this way.
Those heavy steam machines were powered by the steam pipes connected to them.
After falling into the deep pit, the heavy machinery broke the steam pipes and paralyzed them.
Woody was not surprised by this.
The Skaven are a mean and cunning race.
Without the protection of the Holy Emperor, they would have no way to fight these abominable creatures.
The ratmen were able to build such a large kingdom underground.
They rely on their excellent digging ability.
It was not surprising that he realized that the ground could not be broken through and used his talents to break the situation.
The foul-smelling ratmen howled as they poured out of the sunken gap.
The bottom of the steam machinery collapsed continuously, causing the heavy machinery to lose support and fall down.
Streams of hot white steam came out of the broken steam pipe.
Some ratmen were sprayed by high-temperature and high-pressure steam and let out shrill screams.
But the high-temperature steam didn't stop them for long.
The dead slave rats soon flooded the steam pipes, overwhelming everything.
Other ratmen crawled over the bodies of the dead and attacked the humans.
The soldier standing at the front was overwhelmed by the tide of rats. He only had time to scream a few times before there was no more movement.
"Switch weapons, we have to fight a close combat." Woody patted his adjutant's shoulder armor, gripped the two-handed sword and rushed forward, rushing towards the Skaven ratmen like a black tide.
He set his sights on a mutated ratman.
The monster was so huge that its deformed head barely resembled a ratman.
With his huge body, Woody looked like a child who had not grown up when standing in front of the opponent.
The monster's shoulders were as broad as Woody was tall.
The muscular arms were so long that they almost touched the ground.
Its hands have twisted, sharp claws.
Can easily tear apart armor made of steel.
The thin, dirty fur had large boils filled with thick water.
The bare, hairless tail had a sharp, handleless dagger embedded in it using crude stitching techniques.
The scarlet eyes stared straight at Woody, filled with crazy and bestial hatred and rage.
It roared and rushed towards Woody.
The pink, warty tongue stuck out into the air, making one feel sick and nauseous.
Each of the sharp teeth is as long as a dagger.
Foul-smelling saliva dripped from its mouth, and the smell mixed with the monster's own stench made people feel nauseous.
Even with a filtering respirator on, Woody could still feel the stench lingering in his nasal cavity.
Udi blocked the opponent's first attack.
The sharp claws of the rat monster and his sword collided, sending out a series of sparks.
The collision between the two made him feel his hands shaking.
The guy's strength was so great that he felt as if his hands were about to be broken.
The only thing to be thankful for was that the guy's reaction speed was not as fast as his.
When he got the chance, Woody stabbed his opponent in the side.
The long sword in his hand was completely immersed in the monster's body.
As it howled in pain, the sword in its hand slashed and its intestines and other organs all flowed out at once.
The monster howled in pain and waved its claws in despair.
In order to avoid getting hurt, Woody took a few steps back.
The monster stumbled back and looked down at its scarlet intestines.
He reached out and tried to stuff it back into his stomach and left.
Woody leaped up, swung his sword and beheaded the opponent.
The huge corpse fell to the ground with a dull sound.
"May the Holy Light and the All-Knowing and All-Powerful Emperor of the Empire bless you." Woody looked at the monster's corpse and prayed in a low voice, then he swung his sword and rushed forward again, choosing other targets to hunt.
Ratmen swarmed in from underground like an endless tide.
Those guys were all skinny and looked malnourished, and they looked as crazy as hungry wolves in winter.
Their weapons were rusted and dented, and their crusted fur was covered with dirty rags.
There was a vicious gleam in those eyes.
Obviously, they are all slave rats used as cannon fodder.
These guys are cheap, grow fast, and are the best cannon fodder for the Ratman Empire.
Realizing the change in the situation, the human soldiers also abandoned their long-range weapons and drew their swords or battle axes.
The tunnels echoed with the sounds of blades snapping bones and ratmen dying.
Woody took a deep breath, then rushed into the tide of rats.
The cold, sharp blade pierced the ratman's body with ease.
Effortlessly threading them through,
A single slash could cut the ratman's body in two.
Udi allowed his instinct to kill to overwhelm him.
He cut off the weapon in the hand of a slave rat that tried to attack him, and slashed the opponent's throat with his sword.
After dealing with one enemy, he kicked another ratman away.
He swung his sword to block the enemy's attack, then chopped it down with all his strength again, cracking the opponent's skull.
Woody was fearless, with only killing and the obsession of victory in his mind.
After dodging the attack of a strong storm rat.
Woody kicked his opponent on the knee, and his iron boot directly broke the opponent's bone.
The rat man fell to the ground, howling in pain.
Woody walked up and struck the opponent with another sword, ripping open the guy's stomach and avoiding the gushing blood.
Before long, a pile of ratmen corpses fell at his feet.
So did the other human soldiers.
Next to them were the corpses of Skaven.
Human weapons are far sharper and harder than those of the Skaven.
Can easily cut off and penetrate their weapons and armor.
Every human soldier easily killed the ratmen, which outnumbered them by dozens of times, as if they were cutting melons and vegetables.
A group of tall men, wearing black armor that was much better than other ratmen, and holding emblems with the image of a horned rat engraved on them, appeared at the entrance of the tunnel. They looked like a regular army of ratmen.
After they screamed, they rushed towards Woody and others.
Rats armed with scepters and flamethrowers followed them in the charge.
Green flames spurted out from the muzzle of the dimensional gun held by the fire-breathing rat behind them.
The rat wizard who mastered inferior dimensional magic also waved his scepter and released green thunder.
Several soldiers whose armor had been broken and whose runes had become blurred died with screams.
The armor, having lost its magic immunity, melted in the flames and thunder.
Warpfire and sorcery ignited their flesh.
Those guys quickly turned into skeletons, and then in the blink of an eye they turned into dust that drifted away in the wind.
Not even a complete body could be found.
Udi was fearless.
The symbols on the runic armor he wore remained intact.
When the dimensional fire and the thunder released by the ratman wizard touched the armor.
Those runes released a faint light.
Blocked the terrible flames and the wizard's thunder.
He raised his sword and killed him.
The ratmen soldiers in black armor tried to stop him.
But he knocked her down like chopping melons and vegetables.
He chopped up the ratmen carrying warp flamethrowers, causing them to die in explosions and spontaneous combustion.
That's because the Ratman Mage performed even worse in close combat.
Woody can kill several weak rat mages with just one sword.
The rats around him died one after another.
Their fragile bodies were pierced and chopped off by Udi.
More ratmen came forward and filled the gaps created by the fallen ratmen.
They replenish so quickly.
Woody slaughtered his enemies like a tireless machine.
All around him were scattered blood and flesh.
His armor was also smeared with blood, completely changing color.
There was artillery fire and gunfire.
The Rippers marched heavy steps from the unfinished fortress into the wide tunnels to support the struggling defense line.
The huge exhaust pipe behind the Ripper made a sharp whistle, and billowing steam and black smoke were released from it.
Amid the deafening sound of gunfire, every shot knocked down all the ratmen in front of it.
The marbles sprayed out from the huge muzzle formed a killing net, punching bloody holes in the ratmen within the range.
The high-speed rotating circular saw teeth act like a sickle, harvesting large tracts of weeds.
Pieces of flesh flew everywhere and blood splattered.
In just a few seconds, the elite ratmen who launched the charge fell down in large numbers and turned into minced meat at an extremely fast speed.
The war wheels that had just been launched were also shattered.
Those rat trolls had no advantage against the Ripper and were killed easily.
The efficient slaughter left these ratmen without any courage, and when the bell rang again, they fled in panic.
Woody thrust his sword into the body of a slave rat, cutting its body open as it screamed.
When he looked up, he saw the rat-man had already retreated into the dark tunnel, dragging the dead man's body.
The strange screams gradually disappeared.
But those guys didn't leave.
If you walk into the dark tunnel, you can hear the sound of ratmen chewing corpses.
Fatigue surged over Woody's body.
The battle didn't last long, but it was very intense and exhausted his physical strength.
Looking around, there were bloody scenes everywhere.
The pungent smell of blood temporarily covered up the stench.
"Sir." Woody's adjutant came over.
His condition didn't look very good.
The bright red blood stained his armor.
There was a wound on the shoulder, and blood was oozing out.
"Don't be so careless next time." Woody said, "Those rats are very cunning. If you could have discovered the underground hole in advance, perhaps we wouldn't have had this close combat."
The adjutant, wearing an air filter mask, looked ashamed.
The numerous defeats of the ratmen before made him think that this race was nothing special.
Unexpectedly, those cunning Skaven ratmen soon made him realize the price of arrogance.
The collapse of the defense is not a big deal.
Dax had enough power at hand to retake the defense.
However, the hat of incompetence will definitely fall on them.
"It's okay." Woody didn't blame the other party for his thoughts, but just hoped that the other party could pay more attention. "But you have to remember that we are not just fighting for ourselves. If we can get rid of the rat people, it will benefit all mankind."
The adjutant nodded.
Woody asked him to see a military doctor for treatment and then prepare for the next work.
Fisher jumped off a Ripper and walked up to Udi.
"Are you okay?"
"It's okay, those ratmen can't take my life." Woody said with a smile.
Fisher nodded and looked at the steam machinery lying in the deep pit.
"Those guys are really cunning."
"They wouldn't be gutter rats if they weren't cunning."
Workers came rushing over from the fort.
They carried various tools and used steam engines to move materials to repair the defense line.
Very fast.
If nothing goes wrong, they should be able to repair and reinforce the machinery and the ground before the next ratman attack.
Woody and Escher chatted for a while.
After a while, a soldier in charge of delivering messages came running over.
"Woody, Lord Dax is looking for you."
Woody had no choice but to leave Fisher, who was talking excitedly, and walk up to the soldier who delivered the message.
"What does Lord Dax want me to do?"
"I don't know. He just said that you should go see him."
"Okay, I'll go rinse off and be right over."
Udi handed the work over to his adjutant and Fisher and went to wash it.
His body was covered in blood and pieces of flesh.
It hasn't solidified yet and has no taste.
When it dries, the smell is unbearable for ordinary people.
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After a quick shower, Woody walked out of Dax's tent.
Heart-wrenching and panic-stricken groans came out rhythmically from the tent.
When the tarpaulin was lifted, the naked and damaged female mouse was seen.
The female mouse had a curvy figure, a tall stature and a slender waist.
The skin is even whiter and more delicate.
If you ignore the rat man's head, the body is definitely the best of the best.
It’s a pity that the female ratman has been destroyed now.
He just lay there on the torture chair with his limbs limp.
His eyes turned white and his mouth drooled uncontrollably.
His body was covered with marks of primitive torture.
The sharp teeth were knocked off one by one.
Every finger was cut off and rotten into a bloody mess.
The limbs were fixed with sharp knives and hooks, and bright red blood kept flowing along the torn wounds.
Several mages in black robes stood in the tent, exuding an uncomfortable aura.
They are all practitioners of necromancy, skilled in witchcraft that manipulates souls and flesh.
Udi could smell a hint of magic in the fetid air.
There is no doubt that the female rat man suffered from a combination of witchcraft and torture.
It is more efficient to use pain to break the opponent's mental defenses and then let the mage read the hidden secrets.
Its sanity has been completely destroyed.
Dax chopped off the head of the female ratman assassin with a sword, and with disgust on his face, he ordered his men to throw the body outside to be minced and burned.
"Sir." Woody saluted Dax.
Dax nodded as he wiped his sword, "You're here."
Wudi asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"The assassin revealed the location of the Council of Thirteen. After the fall of the capital, those cowards fled to another important city. It was also an important city of the dwarves. It was formerly known as the Eight Peaks. Later, it fell into the hands of the ratmen and became their Pillar City. The Council of Thirteen hid there."
The dwarves of this world have gradually declined over a long period of time.
But they were once glorious.
In that era when humans had not yet risen.
The mountain kingdom of the dwarves and the elves are the two strongest and most prosperous races.
The Eight Peaks is definitely the most glorious and prosperous city in the history of the dwarves.
It had existed before the Dwarves went to war with the Elves, built by the greatest of their craftsmen.
After a massive ancient war broke out with the elves.
Millions of dwarves and elves killed each other for profit and honor.
The giant dwarf city of Bafeng Mountain also participated in the bloody battle between the two races.
They angrily drove all the elves out of the forest area around the city.
The process was pleasing to the heart, but it sowed the seeds of destruction.
The cultural exchanges and economic trade between the elves and dwarves allowed them to reach the top of their respective wealth.
Ancient wars consumed all the wealth they had accumulated with great effort.
And it caused a blood feud between the two races.
An ancient war between the elves and dwarves ended with the dwarves' ultimate victory.
The elves were forced to leave the continent, abandon their territories on the continent, and return overseas.
Before the dwarves who won the war had time to celebrate, a series of geological disasters made them realize the cruelty of fate.
Mountains bent, fissures opened, valleys collapsed, and volcanoes in the east spewed out ash and rock that covered the entire world.
There are ruins everywhere.
Thick volcanic ash covered the entire sky like divine black locusts.
Crops withered and livestock died.
The dwarves were forced to retreat to their fortress, and endure the ravages of the weather on their kingdom.
The geological disaster caused countless orcs to migrate, and eventually they came into contact with the dwarves, where brutal battles broke out.
The Skaven also declared war on the Dwarves at this time.
Swarming out from beneath the ground, they systematically seized both the large mines and lesser mining areas of the Dwarven Kingdom.
Utilize the vast network of underground tunnels to quickly and efficiently attack all Dwarven strongholds from underground.
At that time, Eight Peaks was the largest and most prosperous city of the dwarves.
There are also important and precious mineral veins under Bafeng Mountain.
There is no way they will give up.
In order to hold onto the Eight Peaks Mountain, the dwarves tried their best to resist the attacks of ratmen and goblins and defend their ancient kingdom.
Mobilize your forces to respond to every disaster the Skaven cause.
Lay out death traps throughout complex tunnels and corridors.
Send out elite patrols of dwarves armed with powerful weapons and armor crafted by the Runesmith himself.
A heavy armored unit called the Ironbreakers was specially formed to patrol regularly to target the ratmen.
Any Skaven that appeared would be shot at with dwarven rifles, pistols, and cannons.
If the Skaven take an inch of dwarven land, they will pay a heavy price.
What's more troublesome is that when they seize a tunnel, it is often taken back within a short time.
The Council of Thirteen, having made great sacrifices but received nothing in return, came up with a vicious plan.
They joined forces with the local green-skinned orcs to attack the dwarves on the ground.
Using dimensional fragments and specially crafted poisons, slowly contaminate the dwarven water sources.
He also sent giant rats to eat the dwarves' remaining food.
A series of blows caused the morale of the dwarves to fall into a depression due to plague, lack of food and water.
When the Skaven developed portable warpflamers capable of melting through dwarven heavy armor.
The dwarves of Eight Peaks Mountain were doomed to destruction.
The ratmen used various plagues and poisonous gases to severely damage the dwarves, causing their offspring to die young.
In a head-on battle, the dwarves' heavy armor was completely defenseless against the dimensional fire.
After a series of battles, this magnificent dwarf city fell, and only a hundred or so surviving dwarves escaped.
Bafeng Mountain has the largest mineral deposits of precious metals and jewels on the continent.
After the ratmen took control of the place, they quickly gained a lot of wealth with their talent for mining.
Countless rat slaves worked day and night, risking their lives to mine minerals and amass wealth for the warlords and the Council of Thirteen.
It is also the most prosperous underground city of the ratmen besides the abandoned city of the demon rats.
The Council of Thirteen is hiding there.
Commanding ratmen around the world to launch a holy war.
Ratmen are extremely selfish creatures. If they were able to kill the members of the Council of Thirteen who command them, they would inevitably fall into chaos with no leader.
"I want you to kill the Council of Thirteen," Dax said. "Tear off the heads of those rats."
Udi had no reason to refuse.
This was his chance to become famous.
"Give me a crack squad and I will bring you the heads of the Thirteen Council members."
"You know that this is probably impossible. Those soldiers are trained in direct confrontation. Infiltration and assassination are not their strong points. You have to find the right person."
Hearing what Dax said, Udi was stunned.
You have to find someone yourself!
This job doesn't sound easy!
"Middenheim is now the largest city of mankind, gathering all kinds of talented people. I can give you some time to return to Middenheim to recruit a team that can complete the task. I will give you a special approval document so that you can use various advanced steam equipment and rune equipment. I will also fight for you to get a few sets of authentic imperial armor, just like the one I have on, which can protect you from death."
A smile suddenly appeared on Udi's face.
The armor Dax is wearing is top-notch quality.
Not only is it immune to magic, but the knife doesn't even leave a white mark when it cuts it.
It’s definitely a magical tool.
"I promise to complete the mission. Please grant me twenty sets of armor. I will definitely bring back the heads of the Thirteen Council members for you."
Dax didn't even think about it and just raised his leg and kicked.
"Twenty sets, are you crazy? The sages have no way to manufacture those armors now, and they haven't received material support from the empire yet. One set is less than the one allocated. Do you think I'm the son of the Holy Emperor? You can have as many sets as you want. You idiot, I'll give you five sets at most."
"Five sets is five sets." Woody got up and patted the mud off his body, unable to hide the smile on his face.
Five sets of artifacts were obtained.
I have never been rich in my life.
This time, he would kill his way in and out of Bafeng Mountain and take the heads of the thirteen rat thieves.
"Go, go back to Middenheim and find some elite soldiers. Assassins, thieves, and other professions that are good at stealth. Kill the Thirteen Councils. If you can assassinate the rat warlords, then assassinate them. Make sure they are leaderless."
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Holding the document signed by Dax, Woody took the steam elevator directly to the ground.
His duties will be taken care of by others, so he doesn't have to worry about them.
The steam automatic elevator slowly rose up with the roar of machinery, and the speed gradually increased.
A windproof kerosene lamp hung from the ceiling.
Provides a dim and weak light.
The air gradually became fresher.
For the first time in months, Udi took off his filtering respirator and took a deep breath of odorless air.
The steam elevator reached the ground after running for twenty minutes.
Their operations have gone far underground.
It takes a lot of time to come up every time.
Supplies and food are transported via elevators and pipelines.
As soon as I walked out of the elevator, I heard a roar coming from a distance.
Looking up, a huge factory spewing steam came into view.
A large number of factories and military facilities have been built in the former abandoned city of Demon Rat.
The ratmen left behind a large amount of dimensional stone and mineral resources here.
With a little processing, those things can be used by humans.
The miasma of the swamp has almost dissipated.
A large number of magical plants used to purify the swamp were thrown into the swamp.
They greedily absorb those toxins and waste and grow exceptionally lushly.
The water of the filthy swamp is becoming clear.
The foul smell is dissipating.
In time, those swamps will be able to be used to grow food or establish hydroponic bases.
It was noon when Woody came to the ground.
The warm sunlight shining on his body made him feel unprecedented warmth.
This is the first time I feel this way.
Just basking in the sun made him feel happier than ever before.
A high-speed airship was ready for him.
The officer in charge took him directly to the airship.
As the Navigator shouted, the furnace of the airship roared, activating the runes covering the hull, and rushed into the sky, heading straight for Middenheim.
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Middenheim.
Factory area.
After completing a day's work, Geisler stretched his sore muscles, walked out of the factory gate, faced the setting hope, stepped on the golden afterglow of the sunset, and prepared to go home.
He was previously a farmer conscripted by the nobles to fight against outsiders.
He stayed there for a while after the big guys from the exploration team captured Altdorf.
Later, it was said that they would concentrate manpower to build a fully industrialized city, so these people were transported to Middenheim as workers.
His daily job is to work in a factory, which provides three meals a day and salary.
Geisler touched his belly.
The skin and bones that were previously there have disappeared, replaced by a small, inconspicuous belly.
Such a figure belongs only to the nobility and those with status and position.
"I never thought that one day I could live a life without worries about food and clothing. I am so blessed." Geisler looked at the steam engines lined up on both sides of the road.
The deafening sound made him feel extremely pleasant and reassuring.
Hearing this sound means that there is work to do and enough food to eat.
I don't seek to be rich, but at least I should have three meals a day, enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear, and a place to settle down.
There was no harassment from the beastmen and no threat from those beasts.
Just by working every day, you can easily get enough food to feed your family, and you can even eat meat and buy some new clothes.
He was really satisfied with such days.
Where Geisler is currently located is an industrial area.
After leaving the industrial area, you will reach a crossroads.
A road junction leads to a residential area.
Another intersection leads to the commercial district.
There is another intersection leading to the inner city.
That's where the Valyrian lords stay.
All roads are paved with hardened concrete and are clean and tidy.
From time to time, steam vehicles would pass by on the road.
There were lamp poles on both sides of the road, with gas lamps hanging on them that had not yet been lit.
It is said that after a while, all lights will be powered by electricity.
Gales didn't understand this either.
He thought that this gas lamp was already very good.
Even if it's a little dim, it's already very convenient.
Geisler walked back humming a little tune.
His residence was arranged at residential area A-6-9527.
Now all residences are allocated uniformly.
Those bigwigs didn't seem to attach much importance to stimulating the commercial economy. Although commercial areas were established, there were no large-scale commercial activities.
When Geisler returned home, his wife and children had already eaten dinner and were chatting outside the house.
Their house is not big, with only two compartments, but it is enough for the family.
One for the children and one for the couple.
Such a life is nothing compared to that of the nobility.
But compared with his previous miserable life as a serf, it is really a world of difference.
The children played games of knights and nobles.
After arriving in this city, the children were exposed to something called comics.
There has been a comic story circulating lately about a knight of humble origins who helps a princess in distress take back her kingdom, and eventually marries the queen and becomes king.
For this reason, many children like to imitate the plots in the show.
As Gellers looked at the happy children, the smile on his face grew brighter.
Praise the Holy Emperor who has never been seen.
Let days like this continue.
Don't push poor people like him into the abyss again.
"My dear Queen, I will give you my heart and my lifelong loyalty." Gessler's eldest child, Laurie, said, "I will destroy all enemies for you, Queen."
"I accept your loyalty, my knight." The girl who played the queen said, imitating the nobles she had seen before.
Several adults were happy to see the children having so much fun, and gathered together to talk about the news they had heard.
For example, the dwarf alliance and the rat-man war.
Geisler and several others were arguing heatedly, looking like they were strategizing and giving orders.
Although they didn't even know which direction the Demon Rat was.
But this does not prevent them from bringing out some seemingly lofty remarks they heard in pubs and teahouses to show off their own knowledge.
When it got dark, everyone took their children back home.
At home, Geisler listened to his children loudly talking about what they had learned and seen in school.
"Our teacher asked me what I wanted to be in the future, and I said I wanted to be a knight, a knight loyal to the queen," said the eldest son Laurie.
"It's a nice ideal, but it's a pity we don't have a queen," Geisler joked.
"There is no queen, but there must be a princess in distress. I want to help that princess defeat the Holy Emperor and take back her kingdom." When Laurie, who was only in his teens, said this, a longing expression appeared on his face.
A story about fantasizing about becoming a hero, helping a beautiful princess in distress defeat the evil villain and take back the kingdom.
When Geisler heard his son's words, his originally kind expression turned extremely ugly.
"You want to defeat the Holy Emperor for the princess in distress and take back her kingdom?" Geisler couldn't believe that his child would have such an idea.
"Of course, how handsome, I want to defeat him."
Laurie hadn't realized yet that his father's face had changed.
Bang!
A crisp slapping sound interrupted Laurie's next words.
Geisler, who was talking and laughing just now, slapped his son in the face with such force that five bright red finger marks appeared on his son's face.
"How could you have such an idea??"
Laurie stood there in a daze, not knowing why his father hit him.
"If the princess's enemy is the Holy Emperor, then you should kill the princess without hesitation. My child, how can you imagine your savior as an enemy? What a sin that is. If it weren't for her, do you think your father would still be standing here? Do you think our family can live such a stable life?"
"Your father, I almost died in Altdorf. If it weren't for Lord Valyrian's rescue, you wouldn't even be able to see my body. They rescued us on the orders of the Holy Emperor, and gave us enough food and water, so that we had a place to live, and lived safely and happily."
"You can play those games, but you can never treat the Holy Emperor as an enemy. She is everything to us, Laurie. I don't want to hit you, but I can't think of any other better way to make you remember."
Geisler looked closely into his child's eyes.
"You must swear to me that you will only be a knight of the Holy Emperor, Laurie. Throw those shitty nobles and queens on the garbage heap. They are not worthy of any loyalty. They are all despicable beasts who only deserve to be spitted on and humiliated."
The child nodded, "I swear, father. I will only be a knight of the Holy Emperor."
Geisler nodded at his child's sincere attitude of correcting his mistakes.
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Rush back to Middenheim from the abandoned city of demon rats.
Udi wasted several days.
He had no time to appreciate the rapid changes in Middenheim.
Those factories became more and more numerous.
Various hovercrafts come and go, unloading and loading cargo.
There are also steam trains, steam vehicles that travel across the surface.
Middenheim is becoming a larger city than ever before.
If Woody didn't have a mission, he would really like to go for a walk.
But considering the mission, he gave up.
After landing, he went straight to the tavern on the edge of the city.
Some merchants and adventurers gathered here.
If you want to find a group of suitable fighters who can sneak into the Eight Peaks Mountain to assassinate the members of the Thirteenth Council of the Rat People, that would definitely be the best place to look.
However, as soon as he walked into a bar called the Dog and the Donkey, he unexpectedly encountered a fight.
A team of humans and dwarves beat up all the guests.
There was spilled beer everywhere.
The topless bar girls were all screaming and running away in panic.
The two violent thugs soon attracted Woody's attention.
It is obvious that these two people possess excellent martial arts skills.
More importantly, they are insidious enough.
During the fight, all kinds of insidious tactics were used, making the mercenaries, who far outnumbered them, scream in pain but unable to do anything.
Naturally, Woody spotted such a talent at first sight.
After questioning, it was found that the dwarf was called Gotrek and the human was called Fix.
The combination of these two guys is also somewhat famous.
He has fought off the Skaven, hunted vampires, ogres, and even Chaos Demons.
They are nicknamed the Butcher Duo.
The duo showed little interest in Udi's invitation.
They came here just because they were curious about what the legendary Middenheim had become.
Soon, they will embark on a new journey.
But when he heard that they were going to Eight Peaks Mountain to assassinate members of the Thirteen Council of Ratmen, Gotrek changed his mind and agreed to go to Eight Peaks Mountain with Woody.
The duo had been to Bafeng Mountain and even went deep into the tunnels inside, so they had a fairly good understanding of the place.
Next, Woody only needs to find a thief who can sneak into the Skaven's lair and a mage who can break the trap, and after running in the team, he can set off.
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Bafeng Mountain.
The rat people called it the Pillar City.
The continuous failures of the assassins sent out made the members of the Thirteen Councils more and more annoyed.
Some rat warlords also began to fear humans.
They have paid too much, but failed to recapture the holy land of the demon rats.
Below the Horned Rat Temple in Pillar City, members of the Council of Thirteen who escaped from the Demon Rat Ruined City are holding a meeting.
The chamber was deep, filled with the power of the warpstone.
The overly concentrated dimensional force caused the spatial structure of this area to deform.
"We have nowhere to retreat." A corrupt lord said, its bloated body sitting on a chair inlaid with dimensional stones, "We must let those damned humans know that we have the power to destroy everything. Overstimulating us will only lead to the destruction of this world ahead of time."
"Over the years, we have deployed enough altars and magic circles around the world, enough to pull the Blood Moon Mosliber into this world and make them collide. At that time, countless fragments will destroy everything."
"He won't accept threats."
"We can't surrender. We have lost so many resources and people. We have to surrender to those damned humans. No way. We must fight to the end."
Several other corrupt people said.
"Then let's destroy them together. A world without ratmen should not exist." shouted the corrupt lord who made the suggestion at the beginning.
"The situation is not that bad yet. We still have a lot of cards to play." The Decayed Lord, who was born in the Pestilen clan and whose body was covered with abscesses, said, "Those soldiers and ordinary humans are still flesh and blood, and the plague can still work. We have to pollute the water source of those human soldiers, take away their supplies, and wear down those guys who want to seize the Demon Rat City."
"Wouldn't that take too long
"A corrupt lord asked, "It seems that time is not on our side!
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"How could time not be on our side? Do those humans dare to sneak in here and cut off our heads?" The corrupt lord from the Pestilen clan said in a mocking tone, "They can't do that. As long as there is a little disturbance, we will immediately change positions and continue to fulfill the mission given to us by the Great Horned Rat. Those humans are destined to not be able to catch us even if they destroy cities one by one. They will only be drowned and eaten in the endless rat-man war."