The report on the Sri Lanka battlefield was reported to the rat-man royal family, the royal family and other powerful people.
They finally realized that they couldn't let it go on any longer.
The number of demons is increasing at an extremely fast rate, like a snowball.
They would attack with impunity any tribe, fortress, village, town, or city-state they found.
Whether they win or not, the demons don’t care, their numbers will always increase, it’s just a matter of how much.
But this behavior is unbearable for the ratmen.
They need stability. The actions of the demons have destroyed the rat society, caused their development to stagnate, and plunged the people into panic.
In fact, the rat people had been trying hard to eliminate the demons before, but for some reason, these guys could never be killed completely.
As long as there are demons left, they will become a large group in a few days.
Especially now that the demons are colluding with the devil.
Those demons and devils must be completely eliminated, otherwise they will suffer the most tragic defeat.
After experiencing several battlefields, the rat people finally realized that it would be very difficult for them to deal with the demons on their own and to completely kill them.
Chasing after demons will only lead to more and more demons, and the group will become larger and larger, which will eventually make it impossible to deal with them.
They need an existence that is not afraid of the gray fog and will not be infected.
Undead!
The ratmen’s top brass finally remembered the undead and their previous proposal – mercenaries.
The gray fog affects all living creatures. If they are exposed to the gray fog for too long, they will be infected and turn into monsters.
But what if it's dead?
Gray fog has no resurrection effect.
They only infect living things.
So, to some extent, the undead are the nemesis of those infected by the gray fog!
Even if the rat man doesn't want to admit it, this is the fact.
"Go communicate with the undead, we need their warriors!"
After discussion, the ratmen's top leaders issued an order and decided to hire the undead to eliminate the infected.
Soon, they received some frustrating news.
The undead refused to speak to them directly and asked them to negotiate with the agent.
"Those skeletons are going too far!"
"Destroy those skeletons!"
"Let the war begin!"
Some old fogeys roared at the meeting.
They felt insulted.
The ratmen are a powerful tribe in the central area. If they want to negotiate with others, even if they are also a powerful tribe, they have to be happy.
How could there be such a clan as the Undead? They didn't even bother talking to them about it, but asked them to find an agent.
What kind of person is an agent? Why does he have the qualifications to negotiate with the ratmen?
"Everyone, please be patient."
"We are at war with the infected."
"We need the help of the undead."
The Rat King, sitting high on the throne, looked helplessly at the noisy elders and kept talking.
The angry members of the Council of Elders ignored the Rat King and continued shouting and venting their dissatisfaction.
"quiet--"
The Rat King was silent for a long time. Seeing that the elders were still doing their own thing, his eyes turned cold. He stood up, slammed the scepter in his hand heavily on the ground, and roared.
The terrifying pressure instantly swept across the entire place. All the ratmen fell silent and stared at the Rat King in a daze.
They finally remembered that the ratmen had their own emperor, and the task of their elders' council was to give advice to the emperor, not to interrupt him.
"war!"
“This is a war!”
"Our people, our city, are under attack!"
"Those infected people attacked us again and again. Don't you know how much we lost?"
"Our enemies are the infected, not the undead who disrespect us."
"Are you going to make us fight on two fronts?"
"The infected and demons aren't enough to give you headaches, are you adding the undead to the mix?"
The Rat King roared loudly, and the elders closed their mouths and listened attentively, not daring to say anything more.
The entire hall was silent, with only the heavy breathing of the Rat King as the sound.
After a pause, the Rat King sat back down, suppressing his anger and speaking in a slow tone, "We need to win this battle and unite with the undead. Everything will be decided after the war is over. We cannot afford to lose any more."
"Since the undead asked us to contact their agent, then we will contact the agent."
"Deal with the infected and the demons."
The Rat King made the decision, and the rat people in the Council of Elders could only obey it obediently.
The meeting ended here.
Leaving the conference hall and returning to his palace, the Rat King finally lost his temper and roared at the attendants and guards around him, "Those damned guys who are taking advantage of their age!"
"What are they going to do?"
"Do you want to bring down our rat people?"
"I shouldn't have allowed that Council of Elders to exist!"
"Everything takes a long time to study, and precious time is wasted."
"Investigate! Find out who the spokesperson for the dead is and have him come see me!"
The search for the undead agent went smoothly. After all, Sayil did not hide his intentions, and it was he who leaked the news about the mercenaries.
When the rat soldiers found Sayer, he was not surprised at all.
He had been following the developments closely. After the Battle of Sri Lanka, he noticed that the situation had become very delicate and realized that the opportunity had come.
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【Private Chat】
Conscientious Businessman: Boss, the ratmen have agreed to the mercenary plan.
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