Chapter 336 Decisive Retreat
【attack!】
【attack!】
【attack!】
There are only these two words in the insect people's soul network. They are determined to win this battle for their king, and no one can stop their determination.
Regardless of losses or costs, and despite the firepower of the ratmen, the insects used numbers to push the front line forward.
"The undead are indeed a terrifying race."
Gazing at the slowly approaching undead army from afar, the ratman commander muttered to himself.
When he took over as commander-in-chief, he knew that this battle would be difficult and there was a high probability that he would die on the battlefield.
The commander is already very old. He is not only good at fighting, but he also remembers many things that other ratmen don’t know. As he gets older, he always knows more.
For example, the undead.
Unlike other ratmen, the old commander had been paying attention to this race since the undead appeared. He felt that the undead would eventually become a powerful enemy of the ratmen.
When the old commander was young, he heard some strange stories, including the story of the undead.
He firmly believed that the races in those strange stories were real.
Sometimes, he would tell these stories to the young rat people.
But no one cares.
The ratmen are getting stronger and stronger, and all kinds of powerful weapons are constantly being developed.
All of this is to enhance racial self-confidence.
There is nothing wrong with self-confidence, but blindly increasing self-confidence is a big problem.
No one in the younger generation of the rat people believes in the ancient stories anymore. They feel that those are made up by the old people to deceive them, and only children would believe them.
Some believers are also dismissive. They think that with current technology, even if the races in the stories appear, they have enough ability to resist, and even completely eliminate those races.
When the Undead landed on this continent, the Skaven did not pay much attention to them and treated them as an ordinary race.
The old commander had reminded them several times to pay more attention to the undead, and it would be best to launch an attack in advance and eliminate the undead.
Unfortunately, his status was not high enough, and the ratmen elders and nobles did not take his words seriously.
The goods of the undead continued to flow into the territory of the ratmen and became popular goods in various city-states.
The old commander watched helplessly as a large amount of resources flowed into the territory of the Undead.
I see it with my own eyes and feel anxious, but I can do nothing about it.
Then, the infected and demons appeared, cholera was spreading in the Skaven territory, and the Skaven had no good solution.
While all the ratmen were worried about the infected and demons, the old commander was still observing the undead.
The old commander had never expected that the undead would become merchants. This was different from the legendary undead, and it made him doubt those ancient stories for a time.
But the appearance of infected people and demons made the old commander alert.
If the undead move, it must be at this time.
He guessed right.
The undead are indeed moving.
But they appeared as friendly forces.
Teams of undead entered the ratmen's territory, helping them to eliminate the infected and destroy the demons. They seemed to be the most loyal allies.
Am I really wrong?
The old commander began to doubt himself.
Can the undead really live in peace with us?
He didn't believe it. He didn't like the undead, and he didn't want the undead to enter the ratman territory. That would be extremely dangerous.
Even facing the threat of infected people and demons is much more comfortable than facing a group of undead.
The old commander-in-chief is trying to win over all the forces and find ways to drive away the undead.
The reality is that many people did respond, but the undead seemed indispensable in the fight against the infected and demons.
The undead are not afraid of the infected.
This alone makes the rat people unable to give up the undead easily and they must rely on the undead.
From that time on, the old commander knew that there would be a war sooner or later.
Not to mention the undead, any other race, as long as they want to develop and are strong enough, will have a final battle with the ratmen.
Hunting infected people, helping ratmen, these are all excuses.
The Undead plundered a large amount of resources from the Ratmen through the rental legion, replenished them within their territory, and sent a large number of troops into the Ratmen's territory.
As one grows stronger, the other shrinks, and the undead race will become more and more powerful.
Would a powerful race be so willing to admit that there is a powerful and dangerous race around them?
No.
Things turned out just as the old commander had expected. The undead had always appeared as allies of the ratmen until Butler and the Incident.
The Undead have declared war on the Skaven.
The ratmen are now facing internal and external troubles.
This was the best chance for the Undead, and they did not give up.
The war started decisively.
The Rat King organized his men and tried to resist.
But the army ultimately needs a leader and a commander.
The best fighting ratmen are on the Troll battlefield, and the best defenders are on the Harpy side.
The old commander knew at that time that the rat people had reached the most dangerous time, and if things went wrong, the rat people would be doomed this time.
He was lying in bed at home, waiting for the ratmen to be destroyed, waiting for the undead to come and stab him, letting him die in humiliation on his bed.
Or go to the battlefield again, experience blood and fire again, even if you die, you will be like a hero.
The old commander didn't hesitate and chose to go to the battlefield.
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