He slammed the table hard and shouted, "Tell me, what have you done? Do you want to become a sinner of the rat people?"

The young rat men were startled and looked at each other, seeing fear in each other's eyes.

Things have gotten to this point, and are completely different from what they originally wanted to do.

At this point, if they told the truth, the punishment that followed would definitely be difficult for them to accept.

The only option is to deny it to the end.

Anyway, all the undead are dead, and no one can verify it with them. Even if they refuse to admit it, no one can do anything about it.

"We didn't know what was going on, they suddenly surrounded us."

"Yes, the undead attacked us first!"

"It's not our fault."

The young rats mustered up their courage and spoke loudly to the commander.

Good job, you are still acting with me here?

The commander snorted in his heart.

If it were any other situation, he would still applaud the young people and praise their courage, but now, he only felt anger in his heart.

The commander said coldly, "Think carefully. I'm giving you a chance now. Tell the truth. If I find something that doesn't match what you said, it will be a serious crime."

"Commander, please spare our lives. This is our fault. Our fault."

Just when several young ratmen were about to continue holding on, a young man suddenly knelt on the ground and howled loudly.

The young rats' faces suddenly changed, and they looked angrily at the frightened rat man.

"What are you doing?!"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's clearly the undead's fault."

Before the ratmen could finish their words, the commander stood up and shouted, "Shut up!"

Then he looked at the rat man kneeling on the ground and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"

The rat man had collapsed and told everything that had happened without hiding anything.

The commander's face turned extremely ugly after hearing this.

This is trouble.

This is a big trouble!

He looked at the young men in front of him, his eyes spitting fire.

Because of these guys, it is very likely that the ratmen will go to war with the undead, which will make the situation worse!

He knew about the current situation of the Skaven Tribe. They were at war with the Trolls and were being attacked by the Harpies at the same time. They were having a great time fighting.

Now that we have to go to war with the undead, things will be difficult.

Whether the dead will forgive...that's almost a no-brainer.

What is the relationship between the undead and the ratmen? It's just an employment relationship. If you kill their employees, is it possible that they will swallow their anger?

If it were me, I would never tolerate such a thing.

No race can tolerate this.

This matter is no longer something he can decide. He has to tell the city lord and let him solve it.

…

"Tsk, it's better to come at the right time than to come early. Here comes the opportunity." Li Ziyu looked at the news coming from the soul network and a smile appeared on his face.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Peng looked over and saw Li Ziyu's happy smile, and couldn't help asking.

"This is good news. The rat people gave me an excuse to send out troops." Li Ziyu said with a laugh.

"The Rat Man is so stupid, what's going on?" Liu Xingxing also became excited. He didn't care about the fight, he just wanted to listen to the gossip.

Li Ziyu told the two people what had just happened: the undead surrounded the young ratman, and the ratman warriors attacked the undead and killed many of them.

"It's really an opportunity." Zhang Peng nodded after listening.

There are tens of thousands of undead in Butler and the city-state. If Li Ziyu uses this as an excuse to start a war, no one will be able to complain.

It was the Rat Man himself who gave Li Ziyu the opportunity to start a war.

"The undead are gathering and marching on the border, ready to attack the ratmen's territory at any time!"

Li Ziyu gave orders to the undead in the soul network without any hesitation.

The undead remaining in the undead territory immediately moved, gathering from all directions and rushing towards the border, forming a terrifying undead army.

(End of this chapter)