The older ratmen were dismissive of the conscription information. Having lived longer, they naturally knew more. They knew very well what this conscription order meant - to die.
What soldiers, what warriors, aren't they just to recruit more cannon fodder and shields?
It is true that participating in the war will allow the rat people to cross classes, but classes are not so easy to cross, and it is easy to lose your life.
The so-called clan ratmen are the civilians in various city-states.
Pingming's status is higher than that of slaves, but he also belongs to the lower class.
If you want to cross class boundaries, the easiest way is to join the army or go directly to the battlefield through a conscription order.
In order to ensure the effectiveness of the conscription, the ratmen who go to the battlefield directly through the conscription order will be naturally beaten by the ratmen who join the army.
But the prerequisite is to survive and kill the enemy bravely.
Among the ratmen, there are always some legends circulating. These are stories about civilian ratmen participating in wars, returning with military merits, jumping classes, becoming the best, and winning the heart of a beautiful woman.
The legendary protagonist is undoubtedly a hero among the civilian rat people, and the most down-to-earth grassroots hero, so the story is naturally popular.
Everyone knows that these are just for publicity and are deceptive.
But the young rat people don’t think so. They feel that this is a shortcut to success!
If you try once, you may become rich and powerful!
A Rat person only has a few years to live. If you don’t try your best, you will regret it until you die!
In contrast to the rat people's disdain, the young rat people's eyes lit up and they were ready to sign up for the war.
"Call the soldiers! All units are ready to go at any time!"
"Who is the enemy this time?"
"It is said to be a ghost of the dead."
In the ratman camp, the officers received the transfer order from their assistants. They did not dare to hesitate at all and immediately prepared to mobilize the ratman troops.
The underground city of Ilmaha suddenly became busy. All the ratmen knew that war was about to come, and the enemy was the undead whom they had never imagined.
…
The wasteland of death, the fortress of the undead.
“Finally done!”
Hearing the prompt sound from the system, Li Ziyu became alert, jumped up from the recliner, opened the door and ran out.
His sudden appearance startled the little cat girl Mengmeng who was dozing off outside. When she looked over blankly, Li Ziyu had disappeared.
When Li Ziyu appeared on the roof of the main building, Damenlevsky, Bepta and others also rushed over.
They were all familiar with Li Ziyu's habits. Whenever he came out in such a hurry, it meant that there was new work.
"What's new?" Damenlevsky walked up to Li Ziyu and asked.
"Hehe, good stuff!" Li Ziyu said mysteriously.
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pointed toward the sky.
The raging sandstorm suddenly stopped, and everything became quiet and peaceful. After a moment, a faint sound was heard.
The voice was ethereal, penetrating the heart and reaching the depths of the soul.
The sound seemed to come from a very far away place, very ethereal, from being vaguely heard to being completely audible.
It is a language I have never heard of before, very strange and complex. Although I cannot understand it, it has the strange ability to bring peace to the soul.
"Hymn?"
After listening for a long time, Damenlevsky suddenly spoke in confusion.
He understood that the voice was singing something rhythmically. He couldn't understand what it was, but he felt it was a hymn.
Is it a tribute or something?
have no idea.
Ripples appeared in the space, like water waves, and a huge and heavy stone tablet emerged from the void.
"Um?"
Bepta's face showed surprise.
He is the Lord of the Void, and his perception of space is far stronger than anyone present.
When the stone tablet appeared, he could sense that the space was moving differently. Behind the ripples, there was another space, but the aura emanating from that space made him feel silence... the silence of death!
What's behind?
When he had the urge to explore, he felt a sense of extreme danger in his heart. A voice in his heart told him: You will die, you will die, you will die as long as you go.
Such a strong intuition made Bepta instantly give up the idea of exploring that space.
For strong people like them, intuition is very useful. Compared with judgment, sometimes trusting intuition is the best choice.
After the stone tablet emerged, the praise continued, and runes on the stone tablet lit up one by one, covering the entire surface of the tablet.
Invisible energy spread out, sweeping across everyone's bodies, and then passing through their bodies, covering the entire undead fortress.
Psionic protective wall.
Like the magic barrier, it is a protective defense method.
As the psychic protective wall unfolded, the sound of praise gradually weakened until it disappeared, leaving only the huge stone tablet suspended in the air.
The stone tablet is rectangular and about 10 meters high. It has a coat of arms written in dark blue runes and relief decorations with a distinct undead style. On the left and right sides are two huge full-body sculptures of skeletons. They stretch out their hands to pull the stone tablet, as if two people are unfolding animal skin paper.
"This...what's the use of this stone tablet?" Damenlevsky raised his head, stared at the stone tablet, and asked blankly.
He sensed a powerful energy on the stone tablet, but that energy was very stable, hidden inside the stone tablet, and flowing freely.
"Hehe, this stone tablet is very useful. I solemnly introduce to you the special building of the Skeleton Undead Clan, the Undead Square Tablet!" Li Ziyu said proudly.
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