Chapter 420: Ubiquitous Burrows:
The elves and dwarves who were having a drinking contest at the end were thrown onto the warhorse by Damian. At first, he just treated this daily action with the idea of watching a show.
Unexpectedly, Davian and Agrim became more and more angry. They kept yelling at each other that they were idiots, and they started talking about the affairs of the two races from the Great Holy War to the Longbeard War.
The two of them remained sober and did not start a fight on the spot, but they took the drinking game as the winner and told each other the consequences of losing.
If Davian loses, he will only be a mage for the rest of his life, always fighting on foot, no longer using lances and swords, and being a dirty monkey mage.
If Agrim loses, he will shave off his beard.
As the person involved, Damian felt that something was not good, so he quickly got involved and drank the two of them down together to prevent something ridiculous from happening.
One is the dragon prince who has been entrusted with an important task by the prince, and the other is an attempt to restore the relationship between the elf and the dwarf. If something happens, even with his identity, it may be difficult to end it.
On the other hand, Imric had no knowledge of this drinking party, because the group had already arrived in the jungle south of the Sky City, looking for traces of the rats.
The environment was unclear in the dense jungle, and there was only the smell of earth and the rotting smell of dead rats.
Imric's nose on Mortellius's back sniffed, and an unbearable smell came from the west. It was not the smell of death, but the breath of the living.
The taste is so profound that it seems to penetrate into the soul.
"To the west." Imrik led the Flameborn Knight to the target point without hesitation, an intuition guiding him to that place.
The group of people began to move quickly. For this war in Lustria, a large number of war horses were sent to Pahuakos, which had been reduced to ruins, to receive rainforest training, just to ensure a stable assault point on the battlefield.
As the dragon prince's mount, Mortellius, although he has not received relevant training with his master, is not equipped with good equipment and can completely ignore complex terrain.
The sound of horse hooves echoed in the silent jungle, and some animals that were munching on carrion chose to flee, fearing that they would be turned into meat under the iron hooves.
As the leader, Imric had already heard the faint creaking sound at first, turning into a noisy hoarse cry.
A tunnel came into view, and a steady stream of rats were pouring out of this tunnel.
Skaven gnaw at every corner of the earth, and wherever there is dirt, traces of it may be found.
The clan leader who led the rats noticed Imric and the Flameborn knights who were marching, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
These elven things riding dragon-shaped armored horses have become more terrifying than the red-crowned skinks in Pestilen, especially the damn thing with the ice crystal sword, who slaughtered countless rats on the battlefield. mouse.
But it was too late at this time. The clan leader ordered the Storm Rats from the grinning clan to quickly put up their halberds to resist the charge of these elven things.
Not knowing what was going on with the Dragon Prince, the Storm Rats of the Grinning Clan started to set up their halberds on the front line according to their past habit of fighting against human gadgets. The dense formations, numerous halberds, and strong physiques are the basis for the Grin clan to gain a foothold in Humpback Mountain.
"Elf things, die, die!" The leader of the Storm Rats began to shout. The number of Elf Things in the jungle was gradually visible. They were only fifty or sixty people. For the huge number of Storm Rats in the grinning clan, it was not enough. Yes, yes.
In response to these storm rats, Mortellius began to accelerate. The Dragon Prince's determined mount did not choose to avoid the halberd by jumping, but led its owner straight into the rats' formation.
Imrik, who was on horseback, also placed the Star Lance on his chest at this time, aiming the gun head at the still chattering Storm Rat.
A white figure struck into the Storm Rats like lightning, and the star lance pierced the body of the Storm Rat leader without any hindrance. During Motellius's continuous charge, each ratman was hung on the lance.
A gap appeared in the dense formation of Storm Rats in an instant. When the halberds from the Underground Empire came into contact with the horse armor, they were all bounced away. Some of the ones who deliberately used barbs to hang the horse armor were even formidable by Mortellius. Wash away with the power.
And those rats who tried to attack Imrik were often turned into black coal by a thunderbolt that appeared from their hands before their halberds could touch Caledor's armor.
After seeing the prince charging, the Flame Knights did not hesitate and shouted the name of Caledor together, and the dense formation began to disperse a little.
The long-handled battle hammer is not a very good charge weapon, but it is a piece of equipment suitable for melee, and since there is a melee, it is necessary to leave a little gap for each other.
The first thing that greeted the rats was not the long-handled battle hammer made of lapis lazuli. With his superb riding skills, the Flameborn knight let go of the reins with his left hand, and a series of sizzling dragon thunder emerged in his hand.
The red thunderbolt, which was as thick as an arm, began to fly towards the rat men's position, first killing most of the rat men in the first row who were still holding their halberds to meet the charge.
The penetrating dragon thunder penetrated several rats in succession and achieved good results, but the most important thing was to disrupt their formation.
The flameborn knight crashed into the somewhat confused ratmen, swinging the long-handled battle hammer from the horseback, and green arcs continued to appear in the dark night.
There was no so-called scream, because when it came into contact with the hammer, the rat had turned into a ball of flesh.
The flameborn knights started shouting for war. They had only one goal, which was to rush to the prince's side, and the prerequisite for this was to kill all the rat men.
"Damn it, the Great Horned God, hurry up and kill these pointy ears!" The clan leader cursed angrily, looking at those pointy-eared knights who were more than twice as tall as the Storm Rats, with only fear in his heart.
A rat man who claimed to be one of the thirteen warlords under the Doom Claw just emerged from the tunnel. As a result, he brought with him the Bonecrusher Rat Troll from the Corrupt Clan. In the hands of the white armor with pointed ears like a killing god, he He didn't survive a single move and turned directly into a strong corpse.
This makes Shushu do a sneak attack. Are these pointed ears monsters? There is no monster in the pointed ears holding the ice crystal sword.
"No, I have to send this news back. This is not retreat, it is just passing on information." The clan leader comforted himself in his heart, and then when fear glands appeared in his body, he ran out of the tunnel he had just drilled out. .
(End of chapter)