The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 128 sir, this way
"Wilbur, since all the wolf man's combat power has been exhausted, go ahead and persuade the wolf man in the village to surrender."

"Yes, my lord."

The cobbler walked again with a small force, continuing to shout at the surviving gnolls.

Not long after, all the wolf men whose psychological defenses had collapsed chose to surrender.

After all, at least some of the family property of each family is left, and the jackals who don't have nothing don't want to fight the rat people.

Regarding the disposal of the wolf man's property, Ickert allowed them to bring all the most valuable items with them.

In addition, most of the Wolf man captives will be responsible for the capture.

The wealth of the Iron Fist Tribe is beyond imagination, but the location of some of the supplies cannot be known by the rescued humans alone.

Fortunately, at this time, spies appeared among the jackals at the right time.

These Jackals, who were scolded by their companions as "rapists", stood up in time and pointed out the direction for the Ratmen to plunder.

When there are rats fighting over a few pots and pans, a jackal will jump out.

"Officers! Go this way! There are good things here!"

The tribal property that the few remaining fighters tried to maintain was poor, and it was sold off by the treacherous villain.

However, the fragmentary treasures in the tribe, Ikt, don't think much of them, only some salt and spices are still valuable.

To say that the most coveted resource of the Iron Fist tribe is their iron ore.

According to a jackal, their tribe's mine can be regarded as a rich iron mine.

There are still many large pieces of smelted pig iron left in the tribe, weighing a full [-] kilograms!

Compared with other tribes, the metal resources of the Iron Fist tribe are already considered rich.

But for Ickert's plan, it was not enough.

From the mouth of the wolf man, Ikert learned that the giant steel beast that attacked him was the "Warrior of God" made by the Great Shaman of Samir.

The "Warrior of God" has the nature of being a decisive weapon. For this kind of unit with thick armor and difficult to cause damage, Ikert is really thinking about rubbing artillery.

There was no technical problem in the production of early muzzle-loading artillery. As far as copper artillery is concerned, the smelting technology and casting technology in the Shang and Zhou Dynasties were completely fine.

With the territory's heat treatment and steel frying process, it is not a big problem to make a cast iron cannon.

The only problem is that casting cannons requires a huge amount of steel.

The [-] kilograms seized were far from enough. Even with the miscellaneous iron utensils confiscated, at most [-] kilograms of iron would be melted.

For cannon making, it is really a little less, not to mention the weight of the shells.

Since it is determined to deal with highly armored targets, the caliber of the first cannon must not be too small.

For this reason, Ickert led the mouse to turn the Iron Fist tribe upside down, but they didn't find enough iron.

In desperation, he could only cast his eyes on the warrior of God outside the door.

The armor of that thing must not be too light.

It's just that with the nature of the God Warrior as a corrupter, these armors are more or less contaminated.

Contamination can affect the minds of those who come into contact, and the territory's elite buddy guards and eagle-eyed guards couldn't get any crazier.

At this time, the role of the wolf man's captive was revealed.

Eckert called Wilbur.

"Wilbur, gather all the captives and let them dismantle the armor of the Warrior of God."

"That's no problem, my lord, but are you going to transport all these things back to the territory?"

Wilbur worried that the lump in front of him was really not clean in the eyes of common people.

Ickert's speech was as if he was going to take home the relics of the ghosts and offer them up.

"So what?"

"With all due respect, Lord Lord, although the armor of the Warrior of God is very important, it is still an item worn by the Corruptor after all."

"It doesn't matter. Corruption can be dealt with, otherwise the church's holy water won't be so popular. At least at this time, those magic sticks are still somewhat useful."

Ickert spoke to reassure him that even if it was for the mice to work better for him, he would not put san's things in the territory.

"After returning to the territory, let someone scrub the nails with the holy water that has been mixed.
Now, let them remove the nails and carry them on their backs first, and we will return after a little trimming. "

"Yes, my lord."

The work of dismembering the God Warrior was also quickly arranged, and it didn't take long before the gnolls began to roughly tear off the armor pieces from Bemke's body.

It seemed that because the Warrior of God had attacked them inexplicably, the gnoll captives had no psychological burden at all, and felt very refreshed on the contrary.

This novelty-seeking psychology may only be understood by the rat people around him.

Taking advantage of the gap between the work of the jackals, Ickert also began to count other gains.

"Clan chief, according to the statistics of our investigation team, a total of [-] spears, [-] steel swords, and [-] long knives were seized in this battle.

There are also [-] magic crystals, [-] high-quality gemstone, [-] gemstones containing impurities, and various daily necessities.”

"There is no need to report later."

Needless to say, in the face of such a well-preserved village, it was rare for the Ratmen to plunder.

What kind of pots and pans, money, dried fish, Ickert doesn't plan to care about them, anyway, after bringing them to the territory, they are no different from his own.

And the two most elite troops under his command should really taste some sweetness, otherwise they will not be motivated to go out to fight in the future.

"By the way, I heard that their tribal chief is a good fighter. How is it? Did you find the body?"

"Found it. He died outside the tribe. He was shot twice in the chest by Dimension's gun."

Targaryen replied helplessly, feeling a little pity.

The dimensional stone bullets were too powerful, and the two bullets that hit the barrel of the gun dissolved the internal organs of the iron skin and destroyed his flesh.

"In this case, the use value will be reduced."

Ickert also has some headaches, he can't have both, this time Yuanshi bullets are easy to use, but the pollution is too much.

"Then let's divide his remaining limbs and head. That body probably won't be able to be used as a spell-casting material."

Now that Iron Skin's corpse has been damaged to this point, Ickert doesn't plan to take it back.

"Yes! Clan Chief!"

Targaryen replied that although he could not taste the magic-rich viscera as usual, the flesh and blood of the transcendent was always excellent.

Recently, Targaryen has always felt that he has reached the verge of awakening, and he only needs to take that step to officially step into the threshold of a warrior!
Maybe Targaryen would go crazy with such a change in Skaven.

But after seeing the clan leader kill the superhuman like a dog, Targaryen's expectations for the superhuman plummeted, and sometimes he even dreamed of being randomly killed by the clan chief.

Anyway, something is better than nothing.

(End of this chapter)