Chapter 148 Clan Rat!
The loud sound of bells echoed in the castle of the Hell Dwarves. Dwarves in heavy armor rushed to the tunnel where the rat infestation broke out. Their bald heads with inscriptions on them looked like boiled eggs just out of the pot.
They did not stay on the city wall, but opened the city gate and walked out of the granite wall that cut off the entire tunnel.
Perhaps in order to show off his skills to his neighbors, Goron Cyborg put on the 500-pound heavy armor, held the gold-rimmed obsidian hammer in his hand, and rode on the ground porcupine to go to the battlefield himself.
It was a porcupine with quills only on its face, larger than a burrow spider and like a crawling shire horse.
Luo Yan had only seen this kind of creature in textbooks before. He heard that dwarves used them instead of pack horses, as mounts, and occasionally raised them for meat.
In addition to the ground porcupine ridden by Gronn Steelbone, Luo Yan also saw many similar warriors riding ground porcupines in the Hell Dwarf army.
Like the Gorons, they wore the most expensive armor and carried the heaviest weapons, just like the knights in the human knight orders.
“Assemble!”
Gronn Cyborg raised the hammer in his hand and let out a powerful roar.
Nearly two thousand Hell Dwarf warriors gathered at the entrance of the tunnel, and it looked like a steel-plated wall! Luo Yan showed a surprised expression on his face.
The steel output is not low! However, considering that these hell dwarves spend their days drinking, mating, or forging iron, it is not surprising that they can put together such a heavy armored corps.
Not only the heavy armored corps had been assembled, but also the artillery units pushing stone-shooting cannons.
Looking at Luo Yan's surprised expression, a hint of pride appeared on Goron's rosy face, and then he ordered the drummer to beat the war drum.
"go ahead!!!"
"drink--!"
Amid the thunderous drumbeats, the dwarf warriors lined up in formation gave resounding shouts and marched forward in neat steps.
In the mine ahead, hurried footsteps were getting closer and closer, and soon hundreds of hell dwarves carrying kerosene lamps ran out.
They are the miners of the Calamity Castle and also the supervisors in the mines. The Hell Dwarves rarely mine themselves, but mainly monitor the work of the alien slaves in the mines.
When they saw the army assembled under the city wall, those dark faces showed expressions of relief.
Not far behind them, a dozen rat assassins wielding straight-bladed swords were chasing them, screaming and shouting.
Those red eyes and manic look were like someone suffering from the plague.
However, with a few gunshots from the city wall, the rat assassins chasing the miners fell in a pool of blood one after another.
Luo Yan glanced back and saw more than a dozen gun barrels more than two meters long standing on the city wall, with stern-looking dwarf gunners standing behind them.
Just like a sniper! The miners who escaped quickly entered the castle, and at the same time, a huge army of slave rats appeared in front of the tunnel.
When the rats who swarmed over saw the assembled army of Hell Dwarves, they were all dumbfounded, with expressions of fear on their faces without exception.
They are the lowest kind of slave rats. Even if all the equipment in their hands were added together and melted into a ball, it might not be as heavy as the equipment on any one of the dwarves in front of them.
Faced with that invincible force, the group of naked slave rats stopped in panic, making noises and screaming, as if they were cursing or begging for mercy.
but--
After all, the little mice did not retreat.
After all, they are different from those scattered soldiers in the North Peak Mine. Behind them stands a powerful rat nation.
Scott clan.
A clan rat in armor rushed to the front of the army, drew out a saber that was above his head, and waved it while shouting.
"No retreat! Charge forward! Bite their balls with your teeth! Stab your daggers into the gaps in their helmets!"
“Charge forward——!”
Amid the curses and shouts, the slave rats holding a variety of weapons finally overcame their fear and launched a desperate charge carrying the flag of the Scott clan.
The black tide of rats was like a black river pouring into the tunnel, and just one look at it was enough to make one's SAN value drop wildly.
Oak's eyes widened.
Not only Oak, but the other goblins as well, all had moved expressions on their faces and their shoulders trembled unconsciously.
"Artillery unit! Fire!" Gronn Cyborg raised the war hammer in his hand and let out a roar that pierced the clouds and split the rocks.
At his command, the twelve stone cannons simultaneously spewed out pungent smoke, and the flying stone bullets drew arc-shaped trajectories in the air! The exploding rubble slammed into the formation of the rat army, instantly breaking into countless tiny fragments, splashing around wantonly!
Hit by the flying stone bullets, the unprotected slave rats were either killed or injured, and instantly fell down like wheat being cut! The sound of the cannon shook the formation of the slave rats.
Faced with the whistling stone bullets, the slave rats charging forward were obviously frightened. Their legs felt as if they were filled with lead and they could not move no matter how the clan rats behind them screamed.
This is not the end yet! In the advancing Hell Dwarf Array, the dwarf soldiers standing in the second row took out wooden barrels as thick as wrists from behind.
Behind the wooden barrel was a hose made of animal intestines, which was connected to the "wine barrels" carried on the backs of the third row of dwarf soldiers.
It was obvious that the barrel did not contain wine.
Following the command of the frontline commander, the wooden barrel held in the arms of the dwarf soldier suddenly sprayed out thick and long liquid columns! Before the running slave rats could realize what was happening, the oil falling from the sky turned into burning fire dragons! "Ah——!"
Miserable wails echoed throughout the battlefield. The slave rats drenched in kerosene turned into running fireballs, running around in the tunnel, completely lost their way.
The clan rats standing in the army formation also showed terrified expressions, fearing that they would be caught up by the fireballs and flames running around, and they took the lead in fleeing to the rear.
The ratmen's formation was in complete chaos. Some of them rushed to the other end of the tunnel, while others crashed into the dwarf's phalanx.
The dwarves standing in the first row raised their shields and slammed them heavily on the ground, forming an indestructible shield wall.
They are not afraid of fire.
They can even reach their hands into a stove with a temperature of thousands of degrees to take out the scorching charcoal, not to mention this little temperature, which is like scratching an itch to them.
However, the rats couldn't bear it anymore.
Faced with the tunnel temperature that suddenly rose by more than ten degrees, even if they were not burned to death directly, they would scream in pain from the burns or suffocate in the fire.
"Hahaha! It feels so good!"
Gronn Cyborg laughed, took out a wine flask from his waist and took a big gulp, feeding at least half of it to the bushy beard.
Now Luo Yan finally understood why they didn't take a shower and didn't get sick. It turned out that they were using alcohol to disinfect all day long...
"It looks like it's over." Luo Yan, who was standing nearby, said.
"The end? This is just the beginning, my friend, the best is yet to come!"
Goron laughed and handed the wine jug to Luo Yan. Seeing that Luo Yan did not reach out to take it, he hung it back on his waist in disappointment.
Luo Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.
In his opinion, this was a completely one-sided massacre, and the ratmen on the opposite side had no strength to fight back.
"You mean the rats have other cards?"
Goron grinned.
"They are not ordinary ratmen, but the Scott Clan, a branch of the Thirteen Fangs Council of the Wanren Mountains. These cunning and cruel guys are the most difficult to deal with. Not only do they steal technology from us, they also listen to the whispers of chaos... although they call them trickster rats."
Sylvet, the Trickery Rat, is one of the Three Rat Gods.
The mainstream view in the academic community of Hell is that it is a god belonging to this world. On the one hand, it is in opposition to the Saint Sith who are sending foreigners everywhere. On the other hand, the top leaders of the Magic City hope to win over the ratmen to deal with the political purpose of the humans on the surface.
However, some scholars believe that it is a disguise of the strange fog "Noville". It and the rats who believe in it are all dirty things. After all, their divinity is really similar. Besides, discrimination against rats is the "mainstream public opinion" of hell society.
Disaster Castle is the border of hell, so naturally mainstream public opinion prevails.
However, Luo Yan had seen Novel before, and those ratmen were obviously not mad talkers, they were just purely crazy.
Just as the two were talking, there was a deafening roar suddenly from the distance, and a whistling sound flew over their heads.
Luo Yan had already grasped the magic wand and silently recited the spell of passive defense of flying props, but Goron was too thick-skinned to dodge at all. Instead, an excited expression appeared on his face.
"Ratmen gun-carrying team! Hahaha! It really is something from the Scott clan!"
At the end of the tunnel in the distance, strong ratmen were carrying gun barrels more than one meter long, firing and reloading in an orderly manner under the command of a rat sergeant wielding a saber.
It was not a gunpowder-driven musket, but more like a stone bullet fueled by magic energy, so there were obvious green streaks trailing behind the bullets.
Luo Yan glanced at Goron beside him, wondering what this guy was so excited about.
Ou Ke, who was standing next to Luo Yan, was trembling and spoke in a stuttering voice.
"Master Demon, swords have no eyes. Let's go to the back station. Oak is worried about your safety!"
This guy is obviously afraid of death, but he uses loyalty as a cover.
Luo Yan rolled his eyes in his heart, but did not complain about him. He just said it lightly.
"Follow me closely."
"Yes!" Ou Ke nodded timidly and quickly hid behind Luo Yan's heels.
Looking at this shameful goblin thing, Goron laughed heartily and said soothingly.
“哈哈哈哈！不必惊慌！我们和这群老鼠打了几百年了，他们就没赢过！”
这群地狱矮人确实有骄傲的资本。
他们的皮肤本身就厚的像城墙一样，身上还套着比巴掌还厚的钢板！
远处的鼠人步兵啪啪一顿乱射，输出就像刮痧，前排的地狱矮人一个都没倒下，反而鼠人自己的阵地上，指挥作战的鼠人士官被城墙上的矮人狙击手射杀了不少。
眼看着鼠人抬枪手的阵型也要崩溃，隧道的尽头忽然传来一声震耳欲聋的咆哮，紧接着一道巨大的黑影便出现在了战场上。
那是一只五米高的巨兽，它的脑袋就像被啃到一半的鸭脖，不对称的双眼散发着浑浊的凶光，张开的嘴巴犹如腐烂的枯木一样。
更令人惊恐的是它那犹如巨象般魁梧的身躯，就好似数十只魔兽的血肉与脂肪被不同材质的兽皮包着。那粗糙的毛发之下能看见触目惊心的缝合口以及一根根粗如食指的黑线，就好像手术留下的疤痕！
这是……
缝合兽？罗炎看到的一瞬间顿时就愣住了。
甚至不只是罗炎愣住了，前一秒还在哈哈大笑着的戈隆也愣在了当场，搞不清楚那是什么玩意儿，被胡须遮住的嘴嘟囔着说道。
“那是什么东西……”
他的话音还未落下，那是巨大的缝合怪已经四足并用的冲到了地狱矮人的阵地上，扬起的胳膊一顿大开大合地挥舞，瞬间就将十几只地狱矮人战士扬飞了出去，狠狠摔在了地上。
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那些矮人战士也确实够肉的，飞了十几米远摔在地上居然没死，还能骂骂咧咧的捡起斧子站起来。
眼看着阵地上出现了缺口，戈隆再也不顾上装逼了，连忙下令让射石炮瞄准那巨兽。
随着又是一轮轰鸣的炮响，数发石弹擦着那缝合怪的肩膀飞过，砸在了鼠人抬枪队的头顶，也有数发石弹直接命中了目标，分别砸在了那缝合怪的脑袋和肩膀上。
“吼——！”
那缝合怪发出了一声吃痛的怒吼，硕大的身躯摇摇晃晃的向后一个踉跄，接着失去重心的摔倒在地上。
轰——！沸腾的尘埃瞬间扬起，连带着整个隧道都是一阵不堪重负的摇晃，就好像引爆了上百公斤的炸药一样。
“给我剁碎了它！”
戈隆扯开嗓子大吼了一声，距离最近的矮人方队立刻发起了冲锋，如同滚动的钢铁洪流一般淹没了摔倒在地上的巨人。
上百只斧子一顿咣咣乱砍，如同绞肉机中翻飞的刀片一样，片刻便将那缝合巨兽砍得血肉模糊。
愤怒的吼声渐渐变成了无力的哀嚎，那缝合巨兽挣扎了许久，最终还是没能成功站起，被一只握着双手斧、爬上它胸口的地狱矮人砍断了喉咙。
那浑身浴血的地狱矮人发出兴奋的吼声，将战斧举过头顶炫耀。
然而他还没得意两秒钟，他脚下的缝合巨兽忽然一阵颤抖，紧接着就如躺尸在河边的河马一样，瞬间爆炸成漫天的碎肉与血花！站在他胸口的地狱矮人瞬间被炸飞了没影，周围的矮人战士也如同地里翻出来的土豆一样滚飞了出去。
看着地狱矮人的惨状，远处的鼠人顿时发出了叽叽叽的嘲笑，全然不管自己这边被揍的更惨。
眼瞅着一整支百人方队几乎全灭，骑在地豪猪背上的戈隆·钢骨瞬间红了眼，双目的视线仿佛要喷出火来。
“妈的！”
他拎起了手中的战锤，正准备亲自率领麾下的地狱矮人骑士们冲锋，却被一旁的罗炎给拦住了。
“等等，前面有动静。”
戈隆微微一愣，正想询问是什么动静，那地动山摇的脚步已经回答了他的疑问。
只见在那隧道的对面，十几只缝合兽列成了一排，犹如血肉组成的洪流一样，气势汹汹的朝着矮人的阵地压了上来！瞧见这一幕，戈隆的脸色瞬间变了，阴沉的就像煤炭一样。
看到这一幕的罗炎也不再留手，取出袖子里的魔杖，朝着那行进中的缝合巨兽点了上去。
“死者复生！”
翠绿色的光芒划过了战场，不偏不倚的命中了正前方的那只合成缝合巨兽。
起初那缝合兽周围的鼠人被吓了一跳，还以为是什么不得了的魔法，直到他们发现什么事儿也没有，这才安下心来，放肆的嘲笑着。
然而他们并没有得意太久。
那缝合怪的肩胛骨忽然一阵扭动，从那缝合的脂肪堆中伸出了一只扭曲的胳膊和手。
那只胳膊就像破壳而出的小鸡一样，撕扯着束缚自己的血肉和兽皮，努力的想要从缝合巨兽的体内钻出来。
那缝合巨兽发出一声吃痛的咆哮，忽然单膝跪在了地上，将手伸向背后试图将那突然复活的尸体按回自己的身体里。
然而它的挣扎只是徒劳——
因为复活的尸体不只是一只，而是它体内几乎所有！短短几个呼吸的时间，那缝合巨兽就如同被吹大的气球一般开始膨胀，最终轰的一声炸成了漫天的尸骸！爆炸的冲击波不但吹倒了一片鼠人士兵，更是将另外几只缝合巨兽撞的身体一阵摇晃。
罗炎没有就此停手，而是马不停蹄的继续诵念咒语，又是朝着战场上扔出了几道绿芒。
被死者复生命中的缝合巨兽纷纷倒地，接着身体如出一辙的开始肿胀，随后像吹爆的气球一般炸响！眼看着血肉洪流还没冲到对面就炸成了一片巨人观，前一秒还在叫嚣嘲笑着的鼠鼠们顿时慌了，纷纷丢下手中的武器士气，崩溃的向后逃跑。
那血腥残忍的一幕，就连不少地狱矮人都忍不住腹中的翻滚，没忍住吐在了前排士兵的盔甲上。
眼看着对面再无一战之力，戈隆终于下达了冲锋的命令，而这次罗炎也没在阻止他。
“冲锋！”
上百名骑着地豪猪的矮人骑士从阵地上杀了出去，如同狂飙的坦克一般追上了逃跑的鼠人，一顿砍西瓜切菜般的胡乱劈砍。
与此同时，列成方队的矮人重步兵们也纷纷向前推进，配合跑马圈地的骑兵将丢掉武器的鼠人们俘虏。
短短数分钟的时间，两千余矮人战士便抓捕了超过五千只鼠人奴隶，各个都收获颇丰。
经验丰富的地狱矮人矿工们纷纷重新从城堡里涌了出来，用小拇指粗细的铁链将那些鼠人们串在一起。
这些被串联住脚的鼠人们会被送回灾厄堡的矿洞里，作为新的燃料，在永不见天日的煤矿一直劳作到死。
看着大获全胜的战场，从前方凯旋的戈隆·钢骨面露喜色，翻身下猪抱住了罗炎的肩膀。
“哈哈哈哈，大墓地的魔王！感谢你的出手相助！这个人情我戈隆·钢骨记下了！”
虽然矮人不喜欢亡灵魔法，但他毕竟不是传统意义上的矮人，何况罗炎刚才帮了他一个大忙。
若是让那群不但能打还能自爆的缝合巨兽冲到他的阵地上，后果简直不堪设想！“客气了，”罗炎笑了笑说道，“我从魔都过来没给你们带什么礼物，就把这当做我的见面礼好了。”
“那这个礼物可太贵重了！”戈隆哈哈笑道，忽然又换上认真的表情，继续说道，“另外一码归一码，按照我们的传统，凡战者不空手而归，这些战利品有你的一份！一千只奴隶鼠怎么样？我们可以帮你们栓好送上门！”
换做平时罗炎也许会答应，但现在大墓地正面临混沌入侵的威胁，他暂时没空管这些奴隶。
“……我们那里刚刚摆平了鼠患，我暂时不想看到这些丑陋的小老鼠了，不过他们的武器还挺有意思，我想带回去研究一下。”
“你说那些发射石子的铁管？没问题！战场上有多少都算你们的！”戈隆大手一挥，大方地说道。
灾厄堡的铭文比那些玩意儿先进多了，而且还有威力更强的火器，他还真看不上那些挠痒痒的东西。
事实上，罗炎也觉得那些发射石子的铁管弱了一点，出膛速度太低，也就比奴隶鼠的投石索强一点。
不过只要思路打开，办法总比问题多。
这东西虽然代替不了火枪，但是改装成榴弹发射器应该还是非常好用的。
看着慷慨的灾厄堡领主，罗炎笑着说道。
“那我就不和您客气了。”
话音落下的同时，他看向了粘在他脚后跟的欧克，吩咐说道。
“你带五百只哥布林过去，把那些鼠人用的发射石子的铁管和弹药都回收一下。”
欧克闻言连忙点头应道。
“遵命！魔王大人。”
说完，欧克立刻跑回了城堡里，将躲在城墙上面看戏的哥布林逮了下来，催促他们去战场上回收战利品。
对于打扫战场这种事情，哥布林们还是很感兴趣的，在欧克的催促下纷纷一拥而上，没多久便人均背着十几条铁管枪，各个身上塞得满满当当。
The joy of victory filled the entire Disaster Castle. The already hospitable Hell Dwarves became even more enthusiastic after Luo Yan offered his help.
Goron pulled Luo Yan back to the banquet hall. The interrupted banquet continued, and there was one more reason to celebrate.
Looking at the hell dwarves with blood on their beards, who continued to drink and have fun as if nothing had happened, Luo Yan was unconsciously influenced by them and felt that the wine in the glass did not seem so difficult to swallow.
Compared to the scheming demons in the Magic City, it’s not so bad to be friends with these guys.
Although they are cruel, vulgar and barbaric, they are not so cunning and are very kind to their friends.
After many rounds of drinking, Goron stood at the banquet table with a burp, holding up his glass and spoke loudly.
"From now on... the Great Necropolis is the ally of Calamity Castle! The enemies of the Great Necropolis are the enemies of Calamity Castle!"
"Ahhh!" A group of hell dwarves also shouted excitedly and whistled at their leader.
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting heated, Luo Yan felt embarrassed to continue sitting there reservedly, so he stood up from his chair and raised his glass.
"May our friendship last forever! Cheers!"
Looking at the Demon King who drank the wine happily, Goron laughed heartily and drank the wine in the glass as well.
"To friendship! Cheers!!!"
(End of this chapter)