Chapter 260 The Rat Man is Coming
The Rat Man is coming.
A regular army of five thousand ratmen warriors finally arrived at the battlefield.
Looking at the temporary gathering place composed of Alpha armored personnel carriers in the encirclement, the ratman commander was quite surprised.
Those moving white bones all proved one fact: the intelligence was true and the other party was the legendary undead.
"What's wrong with these guys?"
"Why didn't you gather together and destroy them immediately?"
“Why are they able to establish a foothold on our territory?”
As soon as they met, the ratman commander immediately launched three consecutive attacks on the people below with a frost mask on his face.
In his opinion, a team of more than 20,000 people, even if it was a cannon fodder team, would have a chance to destroy those undead. After all, the number of undead was only a few thousand.
Despite the gap of dozens of times, not only did they fail to destroy the enemy, but they also allowed the enemy to establish a stronghold. This is a manifestation of incompetence.
It was precisely because of their incompetence that he had to come here and face the undead.
Everyone present bowed their heads in response to the commander's duty.
They are a subordinate race of the ratmen. If they dare to contradict the ratman commander at this time, the other party will most likely take advantage of the situation and kill a few people to make an example of them.
This kind of thing is not uncommon, or it is always the case, but all ratmen commanders like to do this. They do this to make the subordinate races obedient and more courageous in battle instead of shrinking back.
The silence made the ratman commander look dissatisfied. Since they didn't speak, he couldn't show his power. They had already given in, and it would be too much if he continued to do so.
After all, they are a vassal race of the ratmen, so they can't be too excessive.
"Since I'm here, I have to destroy the other party."
"I'll give you one hour to prepare and find three thousand elite soldiers!"
The Rat Commander thought for a moment, reflecting on what he had just witnessed, and gave orders to his men.
The people below looked at each other. Although they were all vassal races of the ratmen, there was competition between the races, and they also hoped that their own races and villages could prosper.
Three thousand elite soldiers represent three thousand young and middle-aged people, who are the backbone of any village.
Moreover, according to the common practice of the Rat People, these three thousand people were going to die and be killed by the enemy. They could almost be said to be dead soldiers.
As a vassal race, they have accompanied the ratmen in their battles for many years, and they are very familiar with the ratmen's fighting methods.
During battles, the ratmen would not treat them as their own people. These vassal races were simply used as cannon fodder to die, just to attract enemy firepower and give the ratmen more output space.
The ratmen are a race that excels at long-range firepower, and they are not good at fighting the enemy head-on.
In order to make up for this shortcoming, the ratmen recruited a large number of vassal races. In the central area, the ratmen have the most vassal races.
"What are you waiting for? Go gather some men!"
"Are you going to rebel?"
When the ratman commander saw that the people of the vassal races below did not move, he immediately screamed in a shrill voice.
There was nothing the people of the vassal race could do. The ratmen had a very strict relationship between superiors and subordinates. They were the lowest class. Strictly speaking, they were outsiders who were not even as good as the "slave ratmen".
If they don't take action, the rat commander will execute them all in the name of rebellion and send all their men to die on the battlefield.
The ratman commander was not worried at all about how to distribute the three thousand people. He didn't want to take care of such things. All he had to do was to destroy this group of undead who had just established a stronghold.
The vassal race reluctantly gathered three thousand people, who were indeed all young and middle-aged men, but the majority of them were rabbit people, with various rabbit people accounting for a total of two thousand people.
Who made the rabbit people weak, useless and able to survive? If they don't do this kind of dying work, who will do it?
The ratman commander came over to inspect the troops, pretended to encourage the three thousand warriors, and distributed the shields they brought to them to prove that the ratmen still valued them and at least gave them shields for defense.
But everyone can see that these shields are useless.
Although the shield is not small, it is a round shield that can cover half of the body, but the material used is... wood and animal skin. You can imagine its defensive power.
Moreover, these are all old shields. Not only do they emit a disgusting smell, but the wood is also a bit bad. Not to mention the defensive power, the wooden boards can be broken with a little force in the hands.
You can even see some dark, uncleaned blood stains on it.
These shields have definitely been through many battles, and even their sizes vary. It's not certain whether they are the shields of the ratmen, but perhaps they were picked up from the battlefield.
But even so, the three thousand assassins still had to force a smile and thank the rat boss for the junk... shield he sent them.
They dared not show any anger or dissatisfaction, as that would be seen by the rat commander as disrupting the morale of the army. Not only would they be killed, but their companions would also suffer the same fate.
After distributing the shields, the ratman commander asked them to go to the front and prepare for the first wave of charge.
Among the five thousand ratmen who came this time, two thousand were slave ratmen.
Although they are all ratmen, slave ratmen still exist under the strict class system of ratmen. They are responsible for simple but tiring tasks such as mining and farming in ratmen society.
During battle, these ratmen would be given knives as weapons and then thrown onto the battlefield.
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