Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 382 Chape Uto
And in Chapeyuto, far away from Lustria, a landing battle is underway.

The tide-like Ratmen are approaching the sea, intending to destroy only six landing ships. The rusty copper bell echoes with destruction, and the clumps of wood with a strong plague are driven by the catapult, flying towards those hairless stuff.

"For the Horned Mouse God, yes! Yes!" A burly mouse who looked like a warlord commanded his soldiers to charge continuously, and the rotten halberd in his hand dropped a little green juice from time to time. The Stormrat beside him, Most of them are like this.

During the exchange with the Skaven compatriots in the old world, the Pestilen clan also purchased many strong stormrats from the Grin clan. These elites with black fur became more deadly after being nourished by the disease.

The poisonous halberds, the painless body, and the fearless spirit of death are all the reasons why they became one of the trump cards of the plague lord.

The information obtained from those blood-sucking things let the Plague Lord know that there is an army of elves approaching the Great Forest Sea in the south, where the Skaven and the cold-blooded things are at war.

And a troop that was originally used to guard against blood-sucking things was logically arranged in Chapeyuto, which is the most suitable place for landing.

Standing on the deck, Masnow squinted his eyes and carefully looked at these oversized upright rodents. The scarlet eyes in the middle of the night, the foul-smelling skin, and the tide-like numbers showed how difficult these creatures were to deal with.

But the champion warrior still didn't pay too much attention to it. Although they didn't bring Caledor's most important dragon troop this time, some means were enough to wipe out the nearly [-] ratmen.

Pulling out from his waist the great ice crystal sword that has become famous in Ultsuan and the old world - Blue Rage, Masino nodded to Damian who was still laughing and patted Agrim's shoulder, and then It's Coster, Priest of Vaal.

The champion warrior chose to jump off the deck first, stepped on the soft sand to create two deep pits, and immediately chopped off the dirty head of the plague priest who seemed to be the leader with a sword.

The green gas that the warlord expected did not emerge from the severed head, because the entire body of the slain plague priest had turned into an ice sculpture, and after being hit by Masno's shield, it instantly turned into broken ice slag.

Damian, who received the order, did not show weakness either. Although he no longer had the desire to fight as before, his strength in battle did not regress in the slightest.

Carrying Agrim, who was still muttering, he rushed towards the tide of rats, intending to provide a passage for the landing troops.

Facing the echo of several ratmen being crushed into meatloaf, the two arrived at the clan rat troop that was charging.

The demoralized Clanrats were not intimidated by the barbarians and dwarves with their exaggerated weapons, and as long as they were victorious, the Plague Lord promised a feast for all the Skaven involved in the battle.

Simple spears and iron swords gradually surrounded the two of them. Under the leadership of a leading clan chief, at least a hundred rats attacked the tall and short buddies.

"I think you won't use too much force next time." Agrim tensed his muscles. The dwarf's naturally strong physique made him not afraid of these plague-bearing mice, and the effect of the equipment explained in advance, It also allowed him to let go of his hands and feet to fight without any worries.

But the good buddy beside him who was still laughing, he was a little uncertain. After all, no one thought that a human with such strength would actually fight under the hands of Pointy Ears.And from the usual communication, the relationship between Damian and Imrik is very close, and it is definitely not the kind of relationship that is hired with money.

"Not necessarily, after all, I still have to listen to the words of the champion warrior." Damian replied to Agrim, picked up two machetes and started whirlwind at these mice, layer after layer of the mixture of iron flakes and powder towards the distance fly away.

The leader is the clan chief who shouted the name of the big horned rat. As for why he didn't use the great sword grandfather, it was only because Damian felt that these rats were not worthy of dying under the sword of this treasure.

When the two launched an attack and stopped part of the enemy's forces, the warlord who has been fighting against the lizardmen for many years certainly knew how to deal with this kind of hard rock. The few storm rats and the slave rats were rushing towards it. Follow some plague monks who carry deadly toxins.

The warlord commanded his subordinates to focus on attacking the ship, and an unknown number of plague claw catapults kept throwing out a large number of green wooden barrels. After hitting the ship's magic protective layer, the wooden barrel burst immediately, and a large number of corrosive Green Juice.

"Misha's Eagle is starting to grab the beach! The elk hunter is covering from a distance!" As the commander of the mercenary army, Judith waved his hands and let the soldiers rush to the ground. Although this anti-landing battle was a bit sudden, it was not unexpected.The tattered rafts of the ratmen who were suicide boats were smashed into pieces by the dragon claw ballista on the sea. The only troublesome ones were the ratmen like the tide.

According to the previous training, groups of soldiers quickly reached the ground from the deck, erected strong shields to resist the attack of distant slings, and took advantage of the situation to take the lives of several rats with hand crossbows.The elk hunter on the deck did not rush to the beach immediately, and set up a special crossbow, squinting his eyes to aim at the stinking mouse in tattered robes.

The hunting experience in the northern permafrost of the old world can still play its due role here. Perhaps the aim of these Kislev soldiers may not be as high as Drucci's Black Sharp Repeater, but their strong physique is their best Assistant, after all, the faster the winch is pulled, the higher the frequency of shooting arrows.

A burst of black arrow rain appeared from the deck and hit the ratman who was still hitting Misha's Eagle, relieving a lot of pressure for landing.

Under the attack of crossbow arrows from both high and low sides, a large number of rats who were still moving at high speed stopped, waiting to be eaten by their compatriots around them.

But the Skaven, one of the most powerful forces of destruction, doesn't just rely on numbers to win. The sound of the Bell of Destruction entered the center of the battlefield, and the Skaven, whose morale was a little bit broken, became crazy bloodthirsty.

Led by the Plague Priest, a plague rage technique capable of covering more than half of the battlefield covered the body of the Skaven, and the rotten aroma overwhelmed the stench of the battlefield.

The ratman's already swift speed became more flexible, and the crossbow arrows that could be easily hit gradually lost their aim.

The pressure came to Misha's Eagle, who was in charge of landing on the beach. The rotting brass flail made harsh echoes on the shield, the ripping sound of the sword piercing the rat's body, and the battle roar echoed on the battlefield. The elements that make up the battlefield.

The Ratmen's offensive has never ended. Just like this race whose origin is unknown, the number of Ratmen here is still unclear.

The landing battle that started in the afternoon was already approaching dusk. The soldiers on the front line felt their arms were numb, and the corpses in front of them had piled up like hills, but these rats still didn't show any sign of weakness.

Patunyuin's Claws, which are specially assigned to the prince's direct troops, have been put into the battlefield. The killing efficiency of these two-handed heroes amazed the Kislev soldiers. Often, each attack can take away the lives of several rats, but it is only The front line was advanced by more than fifty meters.

Sensing that something was wrong, Masnow gave an order to the Ardaeus Flame in the distance, and on the ship, the main gun that had been prepared for a long time - the hotbed of flames was already attacking the rats.

A giant flame column with a diameter of 15 meters fell from the sky. Wherever it went, there were only rats who were burned to ashes, the gasified jungle, and fleeing rats in groups.

(End of this chapter)