Chapter 390: The casualties of the desperate breakout
began to increase. In the absence of long-range vitality and magic support, the Caledorian army gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Judith stood in the temple and watched all this with cold eyes. Even though the Caledor elves who were connected by blood lost their lives, they still tried their best to turn the formation around.
The Dragon Prince felt that this operation might be about to fail. The periphery was already covered with rat corpses, but there were still a large number of rats pouring out of the tunnel.
He was not afraid of death. This was just the fate of a warrior. However, he did not die in the echo of the dragon's horn charge. Instead, he died in a meaningless jungle and at the hands of these rats. It was quite embarrassing to think about it.
Looking at the three skink leaders in the temple who were still playing with unknown stones, the Dragon Prince couldn't help but sneered in the anger of Taibok, "If you can take out the backward weapons from your waists and join the front, you may be able to show your strength." A little bit of the identity of the eldest son of the Ancient Saint."
The leader of the Skink, who didn't understand what taunting meant, chose to ignore Judith's cold words, and just continued to play with some gravel to make it look like an upright lizard, muttering something in his mouth, "The Ancient
Saint The Blessed One will appear in this world and destroy all enemies of the grand plan in the darkness." "
The jungle is his protective umbrella, and the shadow is his path..."
Seeing these Skink leaders still saying these useless words, Judith shook her head, expressing her disbelief at this behavior.
He turned around and asked the accompanying flame mage to cast some protective spells to help the soldiers hold on for a while longer.
Soldiers fell one after another in the decaying weapons of the rats. The fresh flesh was quickly eaten by the hungry slave rats, and turned into pieces of white bones in the blink of an eye.
What Judith longs for most now is for a few giant dragons to appear and crush these rats into meat pies, but unfortunately, not even dragon scales appear now.
Pulling out the long sword from his waist, the commander chose to step into the battlefield in person. The current situation was meaningless no matter how much micro-management was done. Several high-end combat powers that could quickly kill a large number of enemies were entangled by the enemy and found it difficult to exert their power.
The remaining soldiers were also surrounded by rats and their forces were scattered, falling into the endless black tide.
Red thunder began to appear on the battlefield, often destroying more than ten ratmen at a time, but to the huge number of ratmen, it seemed that the Dragon Prince's efforts were just to preserve Caledor's last bit of dignity.
Masnuo, who was at the front, could feel the pressure increasing. He made the mistake that a warrior should not make, which was to underestimate the enemy.
After the first login battle with the Rats, he originally thought that with the three thousand men in his hands and a few top-level combat forces, he could still successfully reach the Sky City even if he encountered an ambush, but the actual situation was unexpected. Anticipate.
The Disaster Lord is extremely difficult to deal with. The dark power of the Horned Rat offset the ice attack of the Blue Fury, and the several Plague Priests nearby also prevented Masno from concentrating on fighting the assassin lurking in the darkness, let alone having already killed him. Plague Anointed Under Siege.
"If the ten people who broke into the shelter together were present, we could kill even the Skaven Demon City!" After stabbing a plague priest to death with a long sword in exchange for injuries, Masnow couldn't help but feel. Somewhat angry.
This rat demon is completely different from any enemy he has encountered before. The so-called stealth skills of Kane's assassins are nothing but a joke.
The champion warrior never thought that the enemy wrapped in darkness could complete the attack without warning, and even the outline of the weapon could only be seen.
Masnot took advantage of this gap and glanced at the situation behind him. In just two hours, one-fifth of the advance team had been killed, and a large number of soldiers were still fighting with injuries. The Claws of Patu New York are still in a furious state, and no rat can stop their sword. They are worthy of the name of Patu New York, the star dragon that is always in boundless rage.
Masnow didn't care much about the casualties of those Kislev barbarians. Since they were mercenaries, they had to be prepared to die in battle, but there were hundreds of Caledorian children present.
He couldn't watch these people being eaten into bones by rats, he had to let them go even at the cost of his own life!
"Judith, lead the army to prepare for a breakout. Damian and I will stop the rats' attack for you!" Masno ordered the Dragon Prince loudly, and put his free left hand into the gap in the armor, intending to find a Something that can unleash its potential.
Judith, who was fighting, immediately understood Masnow's idea. The mixture of blood and rain fell from his face. After sweeping a circle with dragon thunder and killing the rats around him, he immediately rejected the idea.
"You are a champion warrior. If you die in battle, it will bring great insult to Caledor's glory! I will never agree to do this." "
This is an order!"
Masno said the instructions in a cold voice. If you want to die, then let him By dying here, I have owed my life to too many comrades, and this time, I am just repeating thousands of years of tradition.
The Dragon Prince looked at that resolute figure and couldn't help but clenched his weapon. Next time he came to the southern forest sea, he would not care about these troublesome natural environments.
Directly ask the prince for instructions and bring the Dragon Prince's legion over. Even ten disaster lords and millions of rats will die under the piercing of the bloody lance!
The Dragon Prince, who secretly swore an oath, gritted his teeth and was about to say something quite shameful,
"The whole army is ready to break out!"
A large number of soldiers gathered towards the back of the temple, leaving behind the remains of their comrades and countless corpses of rats. Prepare to break through under the leadership of Coster and Judith.
Damian, who was originally dealing with the Skaven artillery position, also rushed back. There were still only scraps along the way as before.
What was surprising was that Agrim, who was supposed to follow the breakout, came to the front of the temple under the cover of Judith.
The dragon prince, the butcher, and the barbarian, a rather strange combination stood in front of the Chameleon Temple, looking at the large number of rats surrounding them.
"You should leave, Agrim." Masno whispered to the dwarf to leave here. Agrim's mission in coming to the new world was to avoid the election of the High King, not to fulfill the Butcher's Oath.
"Last time in the Great Holy War, I owed you a life, and this time, I will pay it back." Agrim licked his lips, rotated the battle ax in his hand, and his orange beard was completely dyed. Black, even the rain cannot wash away the traces on it.
The Disaster Lord was seriously injured by the Butcher in a charge of courage and will.
(End of chapter)