Chapter 351: Terrifying Battering Ram
This meaningless charge lasted from morning to night. After leaving behind a large number of corpses, the limping Flag led his ratmen warriors back to the trenches behind him.

After the brutal battle, no one summoned him, and he could only curl up alone on the edge of the battlefield, licking his wounds with the lowly guys gathered around him.

In the dark night, the huge fortress that was being spliced ​​was still so clearly visible, sparks burst out in the darkness, and a large number of big claw priests were busy pouring and splicing work in the dark.

Not long after, a hunched rat man came in front of Qi.

"Great Banner, Great Banner, Generous Banner. The bodies on the battlefield have been collected. Do you still want to sell them to that Skaven caravan?"

He asked this question to the flag.

But this time, Qi was lost in thought.

After a long time, Qi uttered a word in silence.

"Need not!"

Not long after, an inconspicuous sacrificial ceremony took place on the edge of the battlefield.

It is difficult to determine whether the rough patterns on the god's altar are correct. There are no sacred pillars and no complicated rituals.

A simple altar, a pile of corpses, and a limping guy holding a flag high in his hand.

I don’t know what kind of mentality Qi had when he did this, but he undoubtedly did the right thing.

This charge caused too much loss to him and the ratmen under his command, and they gained too little.

No glory, no merit, no blood mushroom, no promotion, nothing.

An indescribable restlessness has begun to brew. It will not erupt so quickly, but sooner or later Qi will have to face such restlessness.

He is not the unruly commander-in-chief, but just a liar, and he will inevitably have to face the victims he deceived.

But all this ends with this sacrifice.

The restlessness was calmed down during this simple sacrifice.

These lowly guys are still closely united around Qi, and the only ones Qi can rely on now are these lowly ratmen.

Its daybreak.

As the not-so-hot morning light pierced through the darkness, a discordant sound appeared on the battlefield. It was the sound of metal colliding and rubbing against each other, and the sound of numerous gears adapting to each other in meshing.

The tall fortress was finally assembled.

Like a giant taking steps.

Well, this description is not particularly appropriate, but it is true. This tall metal fortress began to move.

With that piercing sound, they began to move on the battlefield.

It is really tall, almost as tall as the fortress that has been blocking the rats for a long time.

This was an extremely shocking scene, and it was also the scene that the private army leader and the war priest were waiting for.

One by one, the rat priests and war priests began to shout to the army as they ran. The rat warriors did not react so quickly. They were also afraid of such a moving fortress on the battlefield.

Until a clear and crisp bell sounded across the battlefield.

The temple guards in the Twin Fortresses rang the giant skeleton bell hanging between the two fortresses.

Such clear and crisp bell sounds are enough to soothe most anxiety and fear.

Whether it was the temple guards or the rat priests, they had invested too much in this holy war. This fortress built by the heretics could not continue to exist.

The tall fortress moved forward slowly and steadily, slowly crashing into the sturdy fortress not far away that was already soaked with the blood of the ratmen.

Such a huge movement naturally could not go unnoticed. The commander of the noble coalition, Duke Walton Bird, stood on the city wall.

The soldiers on the city wall who were in chaos, and the knights and mages who were inevitably frightened, gradually calmed down when the Grand Duke appeared on the battlefield.

To be fair, the Grand Duke was not that tall and majestic. He had a thin figure and ordinary looks. Even when he went to the battlefield, he needed the extremely gorgeous armor to boost his momentum.

But it is just this kind of person who can convince people and make them feel at ease just by standing there.

He seemed dissatisfied with the chaos on the city wall and loudly scolded an impatient magic knight.

"Don't forget the honor of your ancestors!"

The scolded magic knight lowered his head in shame.

Soon, the defense line returned to what it should have been like.

However, this ordinary grand duke did not leave the city wall, and his eyes were fixed on the huge fortress in the distance, which could make a rumbling sound just by moving.

The situation is obviously not that optimistic.

But no matter what, he would not retreat.

Not only for the glory of our ancestors, but also for this country.

This was really an extremely unusual thing. Who could have thought that when those great nobles and the royal family were fighting for power, it was the Grand Duke from the barren land who resolutely stood in front of the rats who were about to attack again.

All kinds of chaotic sounds appeared in the ears, and the chaos artillery in the fortress had entered a state of full expedition.

The chaotic elemental turmoil continued to erupt in the buffer zone between the rat-man-occupied area and the human fortress, wiping out patches of rat-men from the earth.

But there was nothing they could do about the ratman's mobile fortress that was slowly approaching the fortress.

The metal shell was so thick that even the elemental turbulence could not shake it.

The rats began to scale the city walls.

Amid the chattering sounds, the huge mobile fortress had not yet arrived, but the fierce battle had already begun.

As a prelude, as an opening.

Underground tunnels opened up inside the fortress, but what greeted them were chaotic artillery shells fired inward. In the fleeting grey light, those thick-skinned and tenacious rat trolls disappeared without even a roar. Along with them were the other ratmen marching in the underground tunnels and the engineering teams of the Big Claw Priests who had not had time to withdraw.

Well, maybe it's better not to travel underground when the enemy is prepared.

But it's not a big problem, just a small episode.

The tall fortress has arrived. After a slow advance, it has finally arrived!
There was almost no pause in the harsh sound, it crashed, crashed without hesitation!

After the horrifying shockwaves ended, all the survivors in the area looked extremely confused, with scarlet blood slowly flowing out of their eyes, ears and noses.

The Grand Duke standing on the city wall climbed up as soon as the shock subsided, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, but he ignored it.

He drew the long sword at his waist towards the rat man in front of him.

The real show is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)