The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 7 Eating Raw Goblins

Pfft!

"squeak!"

A Shushu that had discarded its mail armor fell to the ground, and the flames scorched the Shushu's fur in an instant, making it ripe from the inside to the outside.

The continuous smell of meat wafted around, and the rats with keen sense of smell quickly smelled this tempting smell.

However, they didn't feel fear. Instead, their appetites increased greatly. Unlike the clan rats who owned tribes, the slave rats who were reduced to tools lived an unimaginably hard life. The best food they could eat was actually the corpses of their companions.

So, Shushu, who wanted to escape, was attracted back by the fragrance of meat.

"What are you doing standing there in a daze! If any mouse dares to back down again! I'll make him dinner for the whole army!"

After all, another fireball flew out of Ickert's hand, blowing up the goblins that were gathered together.

"Chuck."

Smelling the goblins that had been scorched by the fireball, the fear of the slave rats instantly dissipated.

Seeing this, Ickert hurriedly issued an order to summon the Ratmen.

"Rat bastards! Arms up! Dinner is ready!"

"No limit this time! Eat as much as you catch!"

"Buffet! yes! yes! green dwarf stuff! die! die!"

When goblins became food, the mentality of the rat people changed.

The Squirrels, who had regained their fighting spirit, immediately displayed their due combat power. Every time the spears in their hands were poked, a goblin fell down.

Some Shushu even strung together several goblins, put their spears next to the burning fire, drew out their short knives, and continued to chop and kill.

The situation turned around in an instant.

"Master Ickert, these ratmen are really hard to serve!"

Aris, who was covered in red, ran from a distance, and the blade in his hand was still dripping with blood.

As the leader of a caravan traveling the world, he would have died on the way if he hadn't made a quick move.

"I totally agree, but as long as we don't settle down for a day, I don't have enough time to restrain them properly!"

Ratmen are really difficult creatures to manage, and they are no better than old farmers as cannon fodder.

The journey is still very long. Judging from the traveling efficiency of the convoy, it will take at least half a month to reach the frontline territory.

With the quality of the Shushus, it's hard to say how much supplies will be lost along the way.

"Master, what shall we do next?"

"How to do?"

Ickert looked at the messy goods around him and began to think.

There is still half a month before reaching the front line, and the closer to the front line, the fewer big cities, which means that the convoy will pass through more unmanaged wild land.

Not to mention the annoying goblins, if stronger forces such as jackals or bandits came to kill them, the convoy would most likely suffer heavy casualties.

Ickert's current ratman army is really strong on the outside and capable on the inside.

If you want to lead the team to pass smoothly, you must change your thinking.

In this regard, Eckert already has some ideas.

But first, he had to solve the rats' problems.

After the battle, the Shushu who planned to eat up the goblins gave full play to their subjective initiative, and they made a decent appearance by "burying the pot and making food".

Thanks to the capture of enough goblins in this battle, the remaining 73 Shushu barely gave up the fight.

After drinking and eating, Ickert found five of them.

These mice were observed by Ickert, and they were the ones who fought the hardest on the battlefield. Among them was the mouse that skewered goblins and roasted them.

"My lord! What are your orders?"

A squirrel asked, speaking with a rat-man-specific trill, but his tone was a little more trembling than usual, and he seemed very excited.

Seeing Shushu ask the question, Ickert couldn't help but look at the Ratman twice, and it really was the mouse that strung up the goblins.

This squirrel looked stronger than the other squirrels, and he had a better life among the slaves. He must have bullied other squirrels a lot.

But this kind of rat is exactly what Ickert needs.

"This mouse! That's right, it's you. What's your name?"

Ickert asked the bravest Shushu directly, and the eyes of the Shushu who was clicked instantly lit up.

"My lord! I'm Jeniel!"

"Very good, Genie, you asked a good question!"

Ickert specially praised, which made Genil very useful.

Once there is a chance to climb up, these Ratmen will definitely grab it firmly, and this slave rat named Jeniel has such expectations.

"Rats! Blessed are you! Your master I hate annoying goblins! And now, these stupid green dwarf things are being chewed by you!

very good!My Caring Clan needs brave rats like you!Capable mouse!

Join the Love Clan!You don't have to be those lowly slaves anymore!Become a Clan Rat!Kill the most!Eat well! "

Ickert said these words almost in the language that the Rat Man could understand best, and the effect was obvious.

"Yes! Yes! My lord. No! My lord patriarch! Please let me join the Love Clan!"

Genil immediately responded, although he didn't know what the loving clan the patriarch was talking about was, but the opportunity to become a clan rat was very precious!

In Skaven society, clan rats can still be treated as consumables, but slave rats are basically equivalent to working food reserves.

No matter how bad the clan rat is, it is still a rat on the rat compared to the slave rat!
Seeing that the most tyrannical rats among them all went to the Love Clan to be clan rats, the rest of the slave rats also joined the team.

Eckert was satisfied.

The so-called Caring Clan was actually made up by him, but he still hoped that the Shushu could be taught to be caring creatures, so the name is just right.

It just so happens that clans can be used to trap these Ratmen to form their own management system.

He was still too naive before, trying to train these rats after reaching the territory in vain.

Looking at it now, with so many slave rats, if no one followed them to oppress them, it would be impossible to be honest!
"Since you have become clan rats, you have to discipline me. Now, Jenier will lead all your rats, and each clan rat will manage 17 slave rats.

If we find out that your management is not effective, there will be a new mouse on top! "

Skaven society is full of betrayal, and under the suppression of the absolute power of the clan head, these clan rats are indeed things that can be replaced at any time.

As a slave mouse, under the favor of the patriarch, he became a mouse on a mouse, how could he not cherish this position?
So at dinner, Ickert saw that these clan rats began to bully the same kind very skillfully. With these "basic" powers, Ickert didn't need to spend so much energy to restrain the rats.

However, the arithmetic level of these rats is about zero, and the calculations that exceed the number of fingers are blind, so that Ickert has to divide them into teams by himself.

"It's really not a problem if it goes on like this."

The management team is really indispensable for the cultural rats. Whether it is to better build the ratman team or to develop dimension stone technology in the future, increasing the proportion of cultural rats is an urgent problem.

(End of this chapter)