The first thousand two hundred and eighty chapters
The chief Gray Claw Great Seer, the beloved of the Horned Rat, the Grand Controller of Nur's Marching Road, and the Skaven Commander, the Gray Seer Chuanquero is lying in the sewer of Nur, thinking about what to do next.
Chuanquluo's reputation is famous but unknown in the old world. He has committed countless crimes and caused dozens of disasters, which have brought endless disasters to the old world. All empires know that Nur's death more than 20 years ago
A huge riot caused the destruction of half the city, and everyone
The dwarves also know how the very ancient dwarf cities in the Roof Mountains of the World lost contact and were destroyed. However, there are very few people who know that Chuan Kui Luo did these things, and even most of these few only know Chuan Kui Luo.
The mark left by Luo is named "Sakigawa".
Since his rise, Chuanquero has considered himself to be the most ambitious Gray Prophet and Skaven warlord among the Skaven. He is cunning and willing to gamble, and considers himself to be the most talented and brilliantly thinking Skaven in the Underground Empire.
Quero has played many roles, serving as a skilled diplomatic envoy and political advisor to many powerful warlords and generals, which has earned him great wealth and great reputation.
As its strength and wealth continued to rise, Chuanquillo was no longer willing to be a pawn for others. It began to attack in person. The most famous one was leading tens of thousands of rat-men troops to cause the Nuer riots. It went to Keith
Luf contacted the Mord clan and caused the destruction of several dwarf strongholds and the deaths of thousands of dwarves. It arrived in Lustria and defeated and killed a serpent god, Sotek's prophet.
Martial arts.
However, this gray prophet's series of martial arts failed at the last moment.
The great riot in Nuer was stopped by the golden pair of Gotrek and Felix. In the end, Chuanquillo failed to obtain Nuer's industrial steam engine prototype, secondly he failed to obtain Nuer's black powder formula, and thirdly he failed to destroy the empire's industry.
center.
The conspiracy of uniting the Mord clan in the troll kingdom to destroy the human kingdom was stopped by Gotrek and Felix. These two guys became Chuanquillo's biggest sufferers.
The attack on Lustria was not stopped by the golden partner, but at the last and most critical moment, Chuanquillo's demon summoning ritual unfortunately went wrong.
Instead of summoning the Lord of Disaster, it summoned Khorne Archmaus Skarbrand-the Wanderer.
Skarbrand was excited when he saw this scene: "I will kill them indiscriminately."
Several great plans failed, and Chuanquillo always ended with disastrous consequences, accompanied by huge losses in its prestige, wealth, and power. Each time, it spent a lot of time licking its wounds before preparing to attack again.
Chuanquillo understands very well. In the report he wrote to the Skaven Council of Thirteen, it never wrote that it had "constantly failed in battles" but emphasized that it had "constantly failed in battles." When replying to the Horned Rat, Chuanquillo
Queiro kept emphasizing that he was "walking on thin ice, as if facing an abyss" and "trembling with fear, not daring to sweat". The result was that although Chuan Queiro failed repeatedly
, but his image of being heroic, militant and fearless of death has been established. There are always a large number of Skavens supporting him and following him, and Chuanquero also keeps trying to impress the Skavens below.
, asking them to work for themselves, and promising that as long as they succeed, both rats and mice can get the right to mate, live in a big house, and enjoy the best food rations.
This time, the Nur Raiders Council of Thirteen decided to hand over the position of general general to Chuanquillo after long discussions. Because this Gray Prophet had a near-successful experience, four Skaven clans were sent to Chuanquillo.
At the same time, the four major families also provided a large amount of equipment support. Chuanquluo was satisfied and prepared to fight to prove his loyalty to the horned rat.
However, months of laying out the sewers and tunnels were not successful. Humans seemed to be very vigilant and constantly sent patrols to the sewers to interfere with the activities of the Skaven. Most of them returned without success, and a few were wiped from the world.
However, this could not stop the fact that the construction period was delayed. After failing to complete the task for several months, the Skaven began their traditional art again: internal strife.
Before the entire tunnels and tunnels were laid out, the rat army engaged in more than a dozen internal fights. Tens of thousands of rats died in the internal strife. The noise of the two sides fighting in the Nuer sewers even alarmed the Nuer people. Sure enough, the Nuer people
The people seemed to know something and began to vigorously prepare for war. This made Chuanquluo so angry that his eyes were crooked and his nose was trying to vent his anger.
Of course, there were still a few months to go before more serious problems arose.
The mice are starting to starve!
The previous complete annihilation of the Southern Kingdom allowed the Skaven to obtain abundant food reserves for about two years. However, no matter how abundant the food reserves were, they would be exhausted one day. Under the will of the Great Horned Rat, the Skaven attacked all over the world.
The war is not going well on all sides.
In the Battle of Britannia, Ict, the chief engineer warlock of the Skaven, was killed, and the Grinning Clan Tritus-Feartail was executed for their disadvantaged battle.
In the siege of Eight Peaks Mountain, Genodor, the leader of the Moss clan, is still besieging Eight Peaks Mountain. However, Belega of Eight Peaks Mountain has fought an old war with the Skaven, and there is a certain self-supply of food in Eight Peaks Mountain.
Ability has been hard to come by.
During the surprise attack on Lustria, the Skaven, after paying a huge price, summoned a supreme being from outside the star field. It is said that he is some brother of the snake god Sotek, the chosen god Fulgrim. That guy is indeed very powerful.
, the army they brought was also unimaginably powerful for the rats, but they could
Before he could complete the deployment, Fulgrim attacked first. The two sides fought continuously for several days. In the end, Lord Petrabo was unable to adapt to the changes in the physical constants of this world. Many weapons could not be used and he was unable to use his proud artillery.
After the deployment was completed, he fell under Fulgen's sword with hatred.
Not to mention Helmgart, I originally thought I could win it in one wave, but in the end, the five strong ones ran out of nowhere. Not only did they fail, they also suffered a lot of losses.
The unparalleled success of the first phase of the Great Holy War (referring to the complete annihilation of the southern kingdom and the siege of the dwarven fortress) highlighted the weakness of the second phase (no decisive victory was achieved in the four key battlefields).
Chuanquluo was troubled by the hunger problem of the Rats. The lower-class slave Rats were not willing to fight and work hard because they were not full, which made the Chief Gray Prophet very angry.
Why don’t these slave rats understand?
Chuanquluo, whose hair has begun to turn gray, has entered the middle age of a rat. He already has everything. As the newly promoted chief gray prophet of the Horned Rat, he lives a very comfortable life and feels that the world is great, so he
No anxiety.
In contrast, the slave rats at the bottom and even the clan rats not only live a life of hunger and harm to each other, but also have almost no hope of rising (it usually takes several battles before a few slave rats are promoted). They also want to move up.
Climb and squeeze to the upper level of Skaven Castle, the four families
The streets are clean and tidy and illuminated by warpstones, but the Skaven Demon City is only such a big place. If the rats from below are coming up, where will the storm rats and gray prophets on the upper levels live? So not only do the Chuanquillos have to
It occupies a position and must occupy it for generations to come.
Therefore, the Chuanquillos are not anxious, but the slave rats and clan rats below are very anxious.
The problem lies here. Chuanquillo heard the complaints of the mice and felt very annoyed. He hated seeing these worries and felt uncomfortable.
It hopes that Shushu will not be anxious like it, and it is best to think that the world is great like it.
It sits comfortably in the army, the ogre rat demon - Bone Hand, with a magical weapon to command the battle. The rat rat guards the border, works, and dies, goes to the battlefield to be cannon fodder, goes to the mines to work as a coolie, goes to the human country to get its own food, etc.
.
This is called orderliness.
But these alone are not enough, far from enough.
Shushu also had to be careful not to speak randomly so that the Gray Seers would feel comfortable.
The slave rats felt comfortable after venting their anger, while the gray prophets were heartbroken.
Shushu suppresses his negative energy and feels uncomfortable, while Gray Prophet feels comfortable...
Order has been established, and Shushu's complaints are dissatisfaction. How can Shushu be dissatisfied with the order where the Gray Prophet is comfortable and the slave Rat is uncomfortable?
You are at fault.
"Today's Shushu doesn't have any spirit of hard work at all!" Chuan Kuiluo complained: "When I, when I debuted as an apprentice of the Gray Prophet, didn't I have to go through a lot of hardships to become a disciple?
Struggle, is it the result of struggle? Without me working hard (and killing my mentor by the way), where would I be today?"
Chuanquillo immediately came to the conclusion: First, the rats are anxious because they are "idle", so starting from today, the food ration will continue to be halved, and the workload will be increased at the same time, so that they have no time to think. Second, for
The slave rats are killed on the eleventh day, so that these rats know that life is not easy to come by, and let them understand that the pain of rat life will always have the word "more", so that they can cherish today's hard-won happiness.
After the order was given, Chuanquillo continued to cast spells, trying to summon the Disaster Lord.
This was already his twelfth failure, but the chief gray prophet did not give up, and immediately began to summon for the thirteenth time.
This time, there were finally some different results.
In the shadow, a pair of sharp claws tore open the barrier between subspace and the real world. In the yellow-green shadow, a supreme being released his scream, and a certain deep chill made Chuanquluo's tail tremble.
It stood up, with rat hair standing on end all over its body, and a cold feeling spread from its butt along its spine to Tianling Gai. It immediately knelt down and looked tentatively at the person coming.
This is a disaster lord. It appears from the shadows and stares at Chuanquluo quietly with cold and playful eyes. Chuanquluo has seen many disaster lords before, but never one like this one.
Huge long horns stretch out from its head - in the Skaven society, this is undoubtedly a sign of power and power - but no one is as majestic and majestic as the Lord of Disaster in front of him.
The long horns occupy a large space above the Disaster Lord's head, twisting and intertwining with each other.
When Chuanquillo looked at it, those curved arcs seemed to be changing their shape all the time, twisting, entangled, and extending. It grabbed Chuanquillo's head and lifted it up.
stand up.
"Ah, Xiaochuanzi, I'm here on the orders of the Rat God." Lord Disaster whispered in an extremely dangerous tone: "Yes, I'm here to find you."
"May I ask, great Lord of Disaster, what is your surname?" Chuanquillo said tremblingly.
"Listen up, Ogawako, my name is Skolch Wilminkin!" The Disaster Lord exudes indescribable tyrannical power. Its body floats in the air, one of its eyes is missing, and in
The empty eye sockets were burning with the violent fire of the dimension stone: "Your mission is not over yet. On the orders of the Rat God, I have brought many people to assist you."
Chuanquillo was put down by the Lord of Disaster, and behind the Lord of Disaster, he saw hundreds of plague priests, engineer warlocks, shadow assassins, and an entire thirteen-person parliamentary guard, the Stormvermin Legion - the most elite Stormvermin Legion of the Skaven.
, and several Gray Prophets appeared.
Wait, I know who it is! The King of Rat Men, the first Disaster Lord under the Rat God! The most powerful Supreme Disaster Lord - Lord Screaming Killer!
"Giggle, it seems you recognize me." The Supreme Lord of Disaster, Skorchi, said, "Very good, get ready to hold a meeting."
"Yesyes!" Chuanquluo was extremely excited. With the Supreme Lord of Disaster endorsing him, I will definitely send Nuer to heaven this time!
The Skaven War Council in the depths of the sewers began to meet, and Skullibot, the great engineer warlock of the Skryre clan, used their old skills of internal strife. They would oppose any suggestion made by Chuanquero.
It will question the battle plan drawn up by Quero.
But this time, with the High Lord of Disaster endorsing Tranquillo, Tranquillo quickly silenced the other Skaven warlords and began to announce its plans.
The Skaven in the rear were busy holding a war meeting to decide on plans, but the Skaven in the front who were continuing to work hard discovered something.
After being hungry for several days, the hungry and crazy slave rats seemed to smell something. They ignored the whips of the clan rats, dropped the tools at hand, and rushed towards certain places in the sewers!
Cheese, butter! Rats’ favorite food!
Yesyes! Shushu found the hairless granary!
Yay!
Large granaries were discovered one after another, with an astonishing number of cookies stored in sacks! The slave rats were already going crazy with hunger. As soon as they smelled the familiar smell of stinky cheese and sour butter, the rats could no longer bear it.
, they ate the delicious cookies with big mouthfuls. The scene was out of control for a while. The slave rats were really hungry for too long. Even many clan rats couldn't help but eat several pieces. Of course,
More sacks were collected as food reserves.
There were so many granaries that they could not be counted. The slave rats who worked there all ate to their fullest. Everyone held their swollen bellies with satisfaction. No matter how hard the warlord's whip was whipped, the slave rats could not move.
He devoured the pancakes crazily, until his stomach was rounded.
The clan rats couldn't help but taste the "hairless reserve food". Although the quality was low and the taste was average, it was generally edible.
The news was sent back to the Skaven War Council. Chuanquillo, who was busy bargaining with the Skaven warlords, didn't think too much. He just ordered that in this case, all the Skaven should be fed, and all the Skaven would be fed.
The attack time was set for three days, and preparations were made to first blow Nuer into the sky from the inside with hundreds of dimension stone bombs, and then cooperate with the inside and outside to capture Nuer in one fell swoop.
At the same time, in the Nuer slums, in the sewers.
Nur Grand Marshal Erstein, Nur Baron and Nur interim supreme commander Frederic, great alchemist Belshazer-Gelt, former little queen Alisara, the incarnation of the war goddess Noe
Er, Nur Blackstone Guard Captain Nathan Drake and others came to the end of hundreds of intricate roads in the slum sewers.
What appeared in their sight were hundreds of warpstone machines, thousands of Skaven slave rat laborers, a large number of Skrei war equipment, hundreds of stitched monsters from the Mord clan, and the rows of
Rows of warpstone bombs, beneath the sewer underground world hundreds of meters deep, look like a giant rat-man arsenal!
"It seems that Ms. Radelia is right." Marshal Nur Erstein forced himself several times, and finally swallowed his saliva and said: "There are really non-existent Si in our underground."
Cavan."
"Many." Frederick frowned. The Baron thought about the situation and shook his head repeatedly: "We walked for nearly two hours to get here. If we send troops, it will immediately alert and divert the rat people. Mentor, what should we do?
manage?"
Belshazer-Gelt glanced at the Skaven arsenal below: "Those are obviously warpstone bombs. It seems that the Skaven intend to use these bombs to send Nuer to the sky, or at least to blow us up."
military camps and factories.”
"Yes, we must strike first." Frederick looked at the two Pit Abominations, a dozen Storm Trolls, and a legion of Storm Rats, and shook his head repeatedly. The Baron seemed to lack confidence in his side.
: "But we can't solve so many, mentor, we need to find other ways."
"There are always ways." At this time, the war goddess Noelle spoke. She pointed to the top of the sewer: "Don't forget, Nuer is at the junction of the Ivey River and the Wesen River."
"Wait... Noelle, what do you mean?" Frederick understood: "We open the sewer dam and flood the Nuer underground?"
"Exactly." Noelle nodded.
"But in this case, Noor himself will be drowned by the flood." Frederick thought for a moment, and immediately looked happy: "Mentor? You can definitely..."
"That's right, leave it to me." Galt said with confidence, even a little arrogantly: "Also notify all the factories that I want to borrow their industrial wastewater."
"How can the cricket flame be compared to my metal torrent!"
On this day, Nuer began general mobilization, and all the armies entered a state of war.
Similarly, on this day, the Skaven also started a general mobilization. Every rat around Nuer received at least five cookies and a weapon. All war machines were activated, and they received two unexpected gifts.
All three million cookies were placed down, and the Gray Prophets prepared a secret potion to get the Rats excited. The Holy Emblem of the Great Horned Rat appeared in the air, which meant that the Horned Rat God would personally watch this battle.
The well-fed rats were inspired by honors and promotions, and their morale skyrocketed. The Gray Prophets promised that for every thousand slave rat rats, 2-3 lucky ones would be promoted to clan rats!
"Arise, descendants of the Horned Rat God! Great times are coming!"
"This is the Skaven Crusade that belongs to every Rat Rat, and the Horned Rat needs you!"