The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 15 One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer

It's a pity that people in the city are not as easy to deceive as those in the countryside. Most craftsmen are unwilling to follow him to the territory, even if he raises his salary to 2 gold coins per month.

These craftsmen said that if Ikt's territory can provide strong military protection, then they are naturally willing to consider going there.

However, although Ikert has an army of 65 ratmen, these craftsmen who have stayed on the front line for a long time know clearly that the army is useless!

If there were more than 500 people, they would still consider it, but an army composed of 65 rats seemed unreliable.

Countless powerful monsters and strange undead are flooding the wilderness. These things cannot be hardened with spears. Otherwise, why does the empire need summoners?
It was only then that Ickert's concept was completely changed. After all, this is a magical world, where the power of the individual is greatly magnified.

If you catch a passer-by on the street in Donali, is it reliable to ask him "My lord is a level 6 mage"?Or is "the lord has a thousand spearmen" reliable?
I am not a fool, I must know that the future of the 6th-level intermediate mage is much brighter.

Because the lord himself can eradicate the beast, instead of capturing him as a spearman.

The resentful Ickert could only go back to the hotel for a drink. Fortunately, he found veterans who were willing to teach. One of them was a veteran crossbowman of the Legion, and the other was an imperial swordsman.

Both of them have been on the battlefield and killed the enemy. Ickert personally checked with them and felt that their skills were all right.

So the training for the rat people began. In this training, the first thing the rats need to learn is to obey.

However, before officially starting the training, Ickert chose to let the two veterans implement their "methodology".

"Move! You little cripples! Run when I say run! Stop when I say stop!"

The old soldier led the rats to stop and go, and followed behind him to beat him with a whip, but the wickedness of these rats was beyond his imagination.

Once a skaven is punished by him, other skaven will gloat, and there are many skaven who are always happy to frame their competitors.

Then they nodded and bowed in front of the veterans, trying their best to please, and the overall training progress could not be advanced at all.

"My lord! I'm going to be pissed off by these rats! They treat the barracks as some kind of ridiculous conspiracy game!"

If the Shushu in front of him was not the summoning object of this noble master, he would have drawn his sword and killed a few Shushu to stand up!
This is actually within Ickert's expectations. The Ratmen are a collection of the dark side of human beings. If there are too many villains, they will turn the army into a garbage dump.

Only the pressure of death and survival can temporarily suppress these rat people. It is not easy for them to obey 100%, and these guys even like to fight against each other, which is similar to a certain Showa army.

"Oh! Damn! Where are my boots! Fuck Fuck Fuck! Hot!"

The voice of another veteran came from a distance. One of his shoes was stolen by the Ratman, and now he can only stagger towards the tent with one bare foot.

The summer at the front line is very difficult, and the ground exposed to the sun for a long time is very hot to the feet, so the actions of this veteran are very funny.

The rat people fully demonstrated their ability to fight in the nest, and the training on the first day was directly messed up.

"Master Ickert! I don't want the money! I just want to get out of this damn place quickly, they will spit blood out of me!"

The barefoot veteran was dissatisfied, his hysteria was clearly heard by the rats, some rats in the team immediately started laughing, and some rats were waiting for the opportunity to report.

It's Rat Man, but it's not loving at all.

As the patriarch of the Love Clan, Ickert always had expectations for these Ratmen, and it hurts his heart to see the Ratmen still do the same.

"Don't worry my good buddy, I will teach you two a trick, just watch it here!"

After Ickert finished speaking, he turned his back to the two veterans and walked towards the mice.

The two veterans stared wide-eyed. Although they believed in the lord's martial arts, they didn't see any talent in military training.

What about those who came out of the Royal Summoner Academy?Wasn't it all on paper in the beginning?As grassroots soldiers, many people actually dislike these academic officers in their bones.

"See what he's going to do!"

The two veterans reached a consensus, and they were looking forward to seeing Ickert's jokes in their hearts.

In sight, Ickert had already reached the phalanx where the ratmen were standing.

After picking out his ears casually, Ickert approached the rats nonchalantly. Some rats restrained a little, but a few rats were still laughing.

Among them was the one who laughed the most. Not only did he laugh, but he also laughed obscenely.

"Oh, it's too much fun!"

Using the physical version of the "Mage's Hand", he grabbed Shushu by the back of the neck, and Ickert pulled it out of the queue very easily.

When Shushu saw that the clan leader was serious, he was frightened for a while.

"Master Clan Head! I was wrong, Lord Clan Head! Please forgive me!"

Because of being pinched by the back of fate's neck, Shushu's struggle at this time is really funny.

"Don't worry, come here! Everyone recognize it! Recognize it!"

Ickert picked up Shushu and let him slip around in front of the army formation, making every Shushu remember him.

"Do you remember it all?"

"Yes! Yes! Clan Chief! I remember it clearly!"

When Ickert dragged the squirrel all over the army, every squirrel laughed at the hapless squirrel, thankful that they lost another competitor.

happy.

But Eckert changed the subject.

"It's good to remember everything, you rats, remember it for me, this rat is the one who caused all of you to be punished!"

"???"

The Shushu couldn't figure out the situation for a while, so they were the ones who were punished.

No way, in order to let them have a sense of team, Ickert had to take the measure of "sitting together".

"Stand up, all! Open your mouth! Grit your teeth! Stick your ass up!"

"Today I will lead you to learn the precepts of the Love Clan! Number one! To frame others is to frame yourself!"

Don't like conspiracy theories?Well, if one mouse makes a mistake, all the mice will be punished!

I'm Ikert!Be sure to let you become a united rat!Loving Rat!

He took out the "spirit injection stick" entrusted by his father before he left from his backpack, and Ickert knew that today would be a good fight.

"Come on! Say out loud the first commandment of our clan!"

Ickert charged a stick and hit a slave mouse hard on the fur. The slave mouse was injured and staggered forward.

"Squeak! Squeak, squeak~ squeak!"

The poor slave rat let out screams, and managed to stabilize his figure.

But in order to prevent the clan chief from instilling more "love", he could only roar with all his might.

"Squeak! The first commandment of the loving clan! The first rule."

"What's the first one? Say it!"

"The first. Chirp! The first. I don't remember!"

"Don't remember? Tell me earlier~ I'll teach you~"

Ickert said softly and lovingly, and then swung another stick!Heavier than the last one!Even faster!
The slave rat didn't have time to react, and was immediately sent flying!
"The first commandment of the loving clan! To frame others is to frame yourself!"

grunt.

The rats looked at the slave rat whose buttocks were all opened up, and couldn't help swallowing.

However, for the mice, the nightmare has only just begun.

Ickert, you won't stop so easily.

"Next! What is the first commandment of the Love Clan?"

"Ah! Ah! Abba aba aba."

"Take the stick!"

(End of this chapter)