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Chapter 38 Elite

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Where is the ambulance officer! Someone is injured!"

"The rat man put the war beast on the south side and made a full attack!"

"The black-clad assassin appears inside the city to protect non-combatants!"

"The No. 4 well was poisoned, please be careful! You must not drink it."

In the underground passage dug and sorted by the dwarf, there was a hustle and bustle at this moment. Torison carried his battle axe and led his subordinates to pass through this messy and busy area. Prince Hoga had issued an order that all the broken troops would retreat to the rear and reorganize. Torison had to go to the rear to replenish his troops so that he could enter the cruel battle on the front line at any time.

The Ratman's offense reached its climax from the third day. Now, they have officially joined the elite troops and mercilessly sprinkled the soldiers' blood on the battlefield. Various twisted war beasts have run around in the underground world, engulfing the defensive dwarf troops from one passage after another. Now the dwarfs can no longer defend, retreat or counterattack as calmly as they were at the beginning. The Ratman's offense looks messy on the outside, but in fact they are conducting effective encirclement and detours. More than a wave of dwarf troops that have no time to retreat have been swallowed up by these twisted and mutated monsters.

In addition, various weapons squads of rat people were also put into the battlefield one by one. Especially those magic stone smoothbore gunmen. Magic stone bullets also have powerful armor-breaking ability, which poses a huge threat to the armored dwarf soldiers in the entire army. Those evil bullets can directly corrode the lives of the shotgunners. If they do not hit the key parts, they will also cause fatal effects. Even the tough vitality of the dwarves cannot fight.

The dwarves shot and killed rats with crossbows, chopping up teams of rat warriors from battle axes and sharp swords, and burning the entire team of rat warriors with crossbows. But the casualties of the dwarves also began to rise sharply. In addition to the casualties on the front battlefield, the black-clothed assassins also began to move. These cursed rats began to quietly lurk into Karak Grom. They assassinated the dwarves officers everywhere, attacked the wounded, killed non-combatants, destroyed ammunition, poisoned the water and food. The dwarves found and killed at least one hundred black-clothed assassins, but not only did they not restrain themselves, they became more rampant.

A dying roar came from the front. The next second, Torison's battle axe was in his hand and rushed towards the direction of the sound. He turned around and saw a chilling scene. A dwarf officer was lying on the ground with a wide eyes wide open, and his battle axe was embedded on the back of an assassin in black three steps away from him. The poisoned dagger of the black assassin stayed on the neck of the dead dwarf.

The black-clad assassin was still struggling dyingly. Torison quickly stepped forward and chopped off the despicable assassin's head with an axe. He turned to rescue his compatriots, but it was too late. All he could do was close his eyes gently with his hands and refused to close his eyes.

"Captain Torrison!" A messenger suddenly appeared from behind. He looked at the dead dwarf officer, but he had indeed witnessed too many sacrifices, so he was not moved by what he saw. "Prince Hoga ordered you to lead the troops to reinforce the No. 90 Passage. The enemy suddenly launched a fierce attack there, and the defenders urgently needed reinforcements!"

"I get it." Torrison handed over his dead compatriots to several ambulance workers who rushed over - of course, he knew they could not do anything either. The mission was so urgent that he probably wouldn't have time to replenish the troops.

"Listen!" Torison returned to the passage just now. Now it has become a key passage for the mobilization of troops and materials, with people coming and going (of course, this does not affect the assassin in black assassin performing assassin at the corner). He stood in front of a team of soldiers who were obviously just retreating. "I want to go to the passage No. 90 immediately to deal with those mice, and all those who can still fight will follow me!"

Almost all the soldiers were willing to join him. In this way, in a very short time, Torison gathered his entire team and headed towards the No. 90 Channel as fast as possible.

Captain Ranger suddenly stopped. He stopped so suddenly that the person behind him almost bumped into him.

"Be careful!" Torison observed the surroundings keenly, "There are rats hiding here!"

Several large holes suddenly appeared in the soil next to it, and then the ugly rats rushed out, making unknown screams while waving their weapons to kill the dwarves.

Torison threw out his battle axe and killed the rat man with a flamethrower as soon as possible. He was the most dangerous. Then he pulled out his short sword and fought with the black fur storm rat closest to him. The rat man's blade left more than a white mark on Captain Ranger's armor, but in the end, Torison's sword pierced his stomach and fell to the ground in pain twitching.

He took advantage of the chaos to pick up his battle axe and chopped over another rat man with an axe. The rats sprinkled all over him with dirty blood, but Torison continued to attack without hesitation, killing these barbaric invaders one by one with his anger and battle axe.

The fierce battle finally ended, and all the rats attacked were killed.

Torrison began to check the casualties of his subordinates. No one spoke in the entire team. Although they were the victorious side, everyone felt that abnormal weight. In the dwarf's concept, the rat man was not a dangerous enemy. They were cowardly and timid, defeated and fled as soon as they were defeated, which was simply vulnerable. Apart from the accidental attack or the number of advantages, the dwarfs were almost impossible to be defeated by the rat man. But it turned out that when these rats were pushed to the limit, they could also show the tenacity and ferocity that even the dwarfs admired, and could also fight to the last breath.

Although Torison didn't know why these rats became so full of fighting spirit, or so crazy and tenacious.

"The injured person returns in place!" Torrison ordered, "The others follow me to move forward.

He knew that at this moment, Prince Hoga was nervously dispatching his troops. The attacks of the rats became stronger than those of them. These rats rushed to the dwarves' positions, ignoring any casualties. The blood of the soldiers of the two armies dyed every inch of the land in the underground world red. If Captain Torison failed to arrive at the battlefield in time, it would mean a local defeat and could even affect the overall situation.

...

The Jetta clan troops came up from the underground passage under the leadership of the warlord Crook Broken Tail.

The Jetta clan is a relatively remote clan. They are very pious to the Rat God and are willing (and not allowed to be unhappy) to obey the call of the gray prophets and participate in this unprecedented war. In fact, the Jetta clan is just one of the many clans rushing to the battlefield. You should know that at this moment, millions of rat warriors in the underground world are stepping up their march to the battlefield.

Time is during the day, from the dark underground world to the bright surface, the rat people's eyes cannot adapt for a while, which temporarily makes them fall into a semi-blind state. However, rat people are born with good sense of smell and hearing organs, which makes them feel the fanatical atmosphere around them very clearly.

"For the God of Rat!" There were such crazy screams everywhere. The soldiers of the Jetta clan had not yet understood what was going on because their vision had not been restored, but many soldiers were unconsciously infected by the warm atmosphere around them and became uneasy.

After a few minutes of adaptation, their eyes began to gradually recover their vision. Crook's tail-breaking was one of the fastest rat men to recover. He quickly understood the source of this riot and fanaticism, and then, like all the rat men who saw this scene for the first time, stayed there for a long time and couldn't stop.

His soldiers gradually recovered their eyesight, and then they stood there like their warlords, staring blankly.

This seems to be an incomprehensible thing. In the sky, a supernatural thick cloud covers the sky above the castle in front. No, it should be said that it covers the entire sky. Above the Karak-Grom, a black mist churned there, and the mist clearly condensed a tumultuous but very clear image. This image is so familiar to all rats.

It was a huge rat head with two horns with alien shapes on it.

"Rat God!" a subordinate who had just recovered his vision cried out in a daze, and then the rat man, who was out of control, pushed his warlord hard, "Rat God!" he repeated.

Under normal circumstances, the warlord would directly kill this guy who dared to offend his dignity, at least leaving him with eternal disability so that he could remember the superiors and inferiors. But now the warlord's mind was also in chaos, so he could only swallow a mouthful of saliva, nodded, completely forgot that he should give this subordinate a little punishment.

That is indeed the rat god, and you will never make a mistake. The omnipotent rat god descended one of his clones here, guiding the direction of the rat people. This is the first time that Krook? saw the rat god personally show the form he showed. After the initial surprise, he felt an indescribable excitement and impulse.

At this time, a gray prophet rushed towards them, and an indescribable fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

"What are you doing here!" the gray prophet shouted. "Daigua! Hurry up! The rat god is calling you to fight for him! His power is with you!"

"Seal me!" Crook? He didn't hesitate for a second without hesitation. He drew out his serrated heavy sword. "God is looking at us!" He felt an indescribable sense of pride. The warlords had participated in countless battles, but this was the first time they fought in front of God's eyes. The rat god turned his head and looked at the position of the Jetta clan.

God looked in heaven, he should have seen me! Crook? Broken Tail only had such an idea left in his heart. He must see the heroic posture of the Jetta clan fighting!

"For the glory of the rat god!" Crooker yelled, and the soldiers of the Jetta clan shouted in unison, following their warlords to the front, joining the charge army like endless waves.

After the Jetta clan rushed forward, the clearing ground they had occupied was soon filled with another team of ratmen who had just arrived at the battlefield. They had just arrived at the surface and their eyes could not adapt to the bright light, so they were temporarily in a semi-blind state.
Chapter completed!