Chapter 382 Chapeyutto

Author: War Pig Big Guy

Chapter 382 Chapeyutto

And in Chapeiutto, which is far away from Lustria, a landing battle is unfolding.

The tide of rat-men is approaching the seaside, intending to destroy the only six landing ships. The rusty copper bells echo with destruction, and the balls of wood with strong plague are driven by the catapults and fly towards the hairless ones.

stuff.

"For the Horned Rat God, yes! Yes!" A sturdy rat who looked like a warlord commanded his soldiers to charge continuously. The rotten halberd in his hand dropped a little green juice from time to time. The Storm Rat next to him,

Most of them look like this.

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

Their poisonous halberds, bodies that feel no pain, and their fearless spirit are all reasons why they have become one of the Plague Lord's trump cards.

The information obtained from those blood-sucking gadgets allowed the Plague Lord to know that there was an elf army near the southern Great Forest Sea, where the Skaven fought against the cold-blooded gadgets.

And a troop originally used to guard against blood-sucking gadgets was logically placed at Chapeiuto, which was the most suitable place for landing.

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

But the champion warrior still didn't pay too much attention to them. Although he did not bring Caledor's most important dragon troops this time, some methods were enough to wipe out the nearly 50,000 ratmen.

Pulling out the blue fury, the ice crystal sword that had become famous in Ulthuan and the old world, from his waist, Masnow nodded to Damian, who was still laughing and patting Agrim on the shoulder, and then

It's Val Priest Coster.

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

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

Damian did not show any weakness after receiving the order. Although he no longer had the same desire to fight as before, his strength in battle did not deteriorate at all.

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

Facing the echoes of several rat men being crushed into meat pies, the two arrived at the charging clan rat troops.

The clan rats with high morale are not afraid of the barbarians and dwarves armed with exaggerated weapons. As long as victory is achieved, the Plague Lord promises that all Skaven participating in the battle will have a feast.

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

"I think you won't use too much force next time." Agrim tensed his muscles. The dwarf's naturally strong physique prevented him from being afraid of these plague-carrying rats. The effect of the equipment explained in advance,

It also allowed him to fight freely without any worries.

But with this good friend who was still laughing next to him, he was a little unsure. After all, no one thought that a human with such strength would actually fight under a pointy-eared man. And from the usual exchanges, Damian and

Imrik's relationship is very rich, and it is definitely not the kind of relationship that uses money to hire people.

"Not necessarily. After all, I still have to listen to the champion warrior." Damian replied to Agrim, picked up two machetes and started whirlwind slashing at these rats. Layers of a mixture of iron sheets and debris were directed towards the distance

Fly away.

The leader was the clan leader who chanted the name of the Great Horned Rat. As for why Grandfather, the great sword, was not used, it was simply because Damian felt that these rats were not worthy of dying under the blade of this precious sword.

When the two launched an attack and stopped part of the enemy's forces, the warlord who had been fighting against the lizardmen for many years certainly knew how to deal with this hard-to-gnaw hard stone. The sparse number of storm rats and slave rats were running towards it, mixed among them

There are some plague monks carrying deadly toxins.

The warlord commanded his men to focus on attacking the ship. An unknown number of Plague Claw trebuchets kept throwing out a large number of green wooden barrels. After they hit the magical protective layer of the ship, the barrels immediately burst, and a large amount of corrosive substances erupted from them.

green juice.

"Misha Eagle begins to seize the beach! Elk Hunter provides long-range cover!" Judith, as the mercenary commander, waved the soldiers to rush into position. Although this anti-landing battle was a bit sudden, it was not unexpected. Those who committed suicide

The ship's rat-laden raft was turned into pieces by the Dragon Claw Ballista at sea. The only trouble was the tide of rats.

Groups of soldiers followed their previous training and quickly reached the ground from the deck. They put up strong shields to resist the attacks of slings in the distance, and took the lives of several rats with their crossbows. The elk hunters who stayed on the deck did not

He rushed to the beach as soon as possible, set up his special repeating crossbow, and squinted his eyes to aim at the foul-smelling rat in tattered clothes.

The hunting experience of the northern frozen soil of the old world can still play its role here. Perhaps the accuracy of these Kislev soldiers may not be as high as that of Druchi's black sharp crossbowmen, but their strong physique is their best

After all, the faster the winch is pulled, the higher the frequency of shooting arrows.

A shower of black arrows appeared from the deck and hit the rat men who were still attacking Misha's Eagle, which relieved a lot of pressure for the landing.

Under attack from crossbows from both high and low sides, a large number of rats that 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, do not 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 somewhat shattered, became crazy.

Bloodthirsty.

A plague rage spell that was enough to cover most of the battlefield was covered by the Skaven's body under the leadership of the Plague Priest, and the rotten aroma overcame the stench of the battlefield.

The already fast speed of the rat men became more nimble, and the crossbow arrows that could have been easily hit gradually lost their accuracy.

The pressure came to the Misha Eagle who was responsible for the beach landing. The rotten brass flail hit the shield and made a harsh echo. The tearing sound of the sword piercing the rat's body, and the war cry echoing on the battlefield. These are all

The elements that make up the battlefield.

The Skaven's offensive has no end. Just like this race whose origin is unknown, the number of Skaven here is still unclear.

The landing battle that started in the afternoon was approaching dusk. The soldiers on the front line felt that their arms had lost all feeling. The corpses in front of them had piled up into a hill, but these rats still showed no sign of decline.

The Claws of Patunyuin, specially assigned to the troops directly under the prince, have been put into the battlefield. The enemy-killing efficiency of these two-handed heroes amazes the Kislev soldiers. Each attack can often 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, Masno issued an order to the Ardaeus Holy Fire in the distance, and on the ship, the main gun - the hotbed of flames, which had been prepared for a long time, was already attacking the rats.

A giant flame pillar with a diameter of fifteen meters fell from the sky. Wherever it went, there were only rats burned to ashes, the vaporized jungle, and groups of rats fleeing.
Chapter completed!