It was already about an hour later, and the scorching sun on the surface was scorching the surface that had rained a few days ago and was still somewhat moist, causing the air to change from hot to humid.

Beneath the air, which is distorted almost all the time, human corpses that have been stripped clean and exposed to the hot sun are being coated with a thick layer of salt by the clan rats.

These are the human troops guarding the surface, and the ratmen who killed them are recycling them, just like recycling their own compatriots.

Before they died, they probably never thought that their blue-gold armor, which was enviable in the city-state, was piled up by dirty rats, like a pile of junk that no one wanted.

Right next to these weapons piles, countless small holes dug by clan rats with claws capable of carving through rocks are scattered all over the "fields" cultivated by the rats in this stronghold.

This is a small part of the logistics channel for the Skaven army to dispatch. The larger part is the one that was originally sealed and is now not fully mastered by the apprentices of engineering warlocks. Those who can change matter

A large channel opened by the nature of metal magic.

Around these passages, close to the forest, a low irregular earth wall has been excavated, enclosing approximately four square kilometers of land outside the forest.

Nearly 30,000 Skaven are working hard beside these walls, just to add a little more height and thickness to the "city wall".

Their commander, sitting on a sedan carried by a dozen clean slave rats, was watching this scene worriedly.

Eski, who originally planned to dispatch 40,000 troops, found that the troops he could mobilize were actually only more than 20,000 ordinary clans and more than 3,000 elite Mede clans. More clan rats were sacrificed by them.

Although these Cain believers have been explicitly prohibited from making sacrifices several times, this behavior is always difficult to eradicate.

Eski understood that everything was caused by his unwillingness to execute the leaders of believers like the Witch King.

Despite this, he still couldn't bear to part with it. He had already tested the combat effectiveness of the core leaders of the believers, and they were at the level of more than fifty lords.

If he kills these rats, can his army still be called an army? It is better to call it cannon fodder.

Based on this calculation, the trade of more than 10,000 clan rats in exchange for fifty lords is still worthwhile.

Just as Eski was comforting himself in this way, an apprentice wearing heavy armor and a helmet covering his entire face approached him and whispered.

"Teacher, most of the apprentices have exhausted their strength. Do you want to use dimension stones?"

This was the apprentice who evacuated with the workers when Nagash invaded, Aikins. Due to his relative familiarity with the production chain, Eski had just returned and he had become half a confidant.

After finishing speaking, Aikins pointed to the distance, where dozens of Skaven, wearing heavy armor like him, were casting spells beside the repaired "city wall".

What lights up intermittently between their metal staffs is the magical wind called Chamon.

This magical wind that can explore the properties of matter and change the properties of matter is essentially the embodiment of logic, learning, and quantification in the field of magic.

These apprentices are constantly trying the technique that Eski just handed over to them by oral instructions not long ago - permanent transformation, which is used to transform the soil into the strongest stone they know.

Eski knows that this is not easy to do.

Not long ago, when these students were learning the art of temporary transformation, they kept making mistakes when turning copper into silver.

They definitely can't do it well in the application of permanent transformation, a much more advanced metal wind.

But almost all of his apprentices arrived on the ground wearing heavy plate armor, and only the human prince, who may have been forgotten, was imprisoned in a separate room of the council.

In this way, he can only force these students to explore their potential in actual combat.

Thinking of this, Esky held down the Hell Blade under his buttocks to slightly relieve the pain. Then he waved his paws and refused the apprentice's request to use the dimension stone, saying.

"No, let them continue to try to condense the wind of magic to cast spells. There are still many Chamon in the deep underground who are attracted by gravity. We only help them complete a ritual magic to gather the wind of magic."

After saying that, Eski picked up the rat-skin paper and drew a number of ghost-like symbols, constructing a complete array diagram.

"Let's do it. This should be able to collect the magical wind on a large scale. Fortunately, the chaos corrosion in the north has not been eradicated yet, so the magical wind should be able to fill it up."

After saying that, Eski lay down on the open-air sedan with no seats and closed his eyes to meditate.

Suddenly, his eyes were obscured by a yellow light. He opened his eyes suddenly. The yellow metal wind violently moved in front of his eyes and poured into a section of the city wall. If he looked carefully, he saw that it was surrounding the staff of one of his apprentices.

Went.

How is this possible?!

Eski clearly knows that his release now does not have the momentum.

As the yellow light filled in the barely compacted earth, the original earth wall turned into large sections of large stones with only small gaps.

These stones seemed to attract more metal wind due to their own weight, and the magic effect occurred faster and faster, and finally quickly reached more than half of the city wall.

The land beside the city wall, its foundation, the people working beside the city wall, and the rats pounding the earth on the city wall all turned into stone in an instant.

Eski felt a chill in his heart. This single spell claimed the lives of nearly two thousand clan rats.

"Is this permanent transformation?"

He swallowed, wondering about the scope of the spell, and immediately shouted to the slave rat to carry him over. When his magic followed the staff and touched the metal wall, the perfect creation without any signs of fading immediately

Tell Esky the answer.

"Permanent transformation."

But why is it suddenly so large?

"Can you release it again?"

Eski leaned on his seat, endured the pain, and seriously questioned his students.

"No, no, Engineer Warlock, I just recite the spell normally. The Anoquayan you taught me, I don't know how to produce such an effect."

He knelt on the ground in fear.

"I can compensate you for the clan rat's money later."

Esky gasped and shook his head.

These clan rats are worth about six thousand dimensional coins, but after all, they are not cash, and there are female rats, which are renewable resources, so he will not be too heartbroken.

The question is whether the gods are paying attention to the effects of such spells. If so, maybe a moth will come to your door.

Esky's inexplicable worries were soon fulfilled.

After the order was given to strengthen the alert, just two hours later, as expected, the spies released received the news that a human troop was heading in the direction of the beach, but the marching speed was quite slow.

Is it reinforcements?

Eski thought in confusion.

The good news is that there are no airships floating in the human sky, and no hot air balloons are rising. I don’t know if they were damaged in the battle.

Eski rubbed his eyes helplessly. According to common sense, he should not insist on sending troops to fight humans when his injuries have not recovered much.

But what he knew more clearly was that if he didn't send troops to harass humans quickly, or even defeat the human coast guard, and make humans think that the benefits here would be greater than the losses, they might really let these humans establish colonies. For

The development of Side1 is greatly unfavorable.

Of course, the lizardmen are here. Even if they take the beach position, they still need to fight the lizardmen.

But at least Master Ma hasn't come in person yet, so he still has a chance against Slann, who has already fought Nagash for several rounds.

The biggest threat is the Gods Engine.

If that thing is still firing, there will definitely not be much land left for development in his Side 1 stronghold.

You must know the location of that thing in advance, find a way to intercept the ancient triceratops carrying him in advance, and seize it.

Patting his face, Esky managed to cheer up and immediately ordered.

"Now that the city walls are almost repaired, attack immediately and capture the human positions before dark. Toxide! Lead the Mede clan and follow me. Aikins, get the other apprentices over."

As the order was issued, approximately 15,000 ratmen, excluding those who served as guards around Esky, and the followers of Kane, immediately dressed up in armor, poured into the sparse forest, and began to march towards the human beings.

Run in the direction.

All clans wore uniform half-plate armor and helmets, making constant clashing sounds.

Although some of the armor was in tatters, as it was scrapped from the battlefield where Nagash's troops fought on the front line, the armor-wearing rate of these conventional troops still reached 100%.

This is why Eski dares to launch a surprise attack. Although Skaven's morale is always in an unstable state between high and collapsed, sophisticated equipment and huge numbers will always make their morale more inclined to the former.<

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Only about fifteen minutes later, the human's low camp made of wood was revealed in front of Eski's eyes.

To any skilled spellcaster, these low wooden defenses are no different from paper. What really made Esky frown was what happened after that.

Aikins immediately approached his teacher and said.

"Great Engineer Warlock, I brought a metamorphic bomb to blow up the bridge piers of that thing!"

Eski coughed twice and stopped him.

"No, destroy the connection between the spiritual vein network and them. These bridges will naturally be destroyed by the erosion of the sea water."

After finishing speaking, he said to the other students who had gathered around him.

"I will teach you another spell that can use the wind of metal to magnify the flaws of any manufactured object. Then you can use the spell I once gave you to explore the unknown to see where the weakness is."
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"Then, use my spell '...' to turn your bodies into metal wind and kill them!"

After finishing speaking, Eski said to Toxide and the leaders of the clan rats that he was not very familiar with.

"Kill everyone in the camp. You can grab things, but you are not allowed to grab things that exceed your carrying capacity. If you can't take them away, burn them all!"

To Esky's surprise, when the Metal Wind's spell overthrew the human garrison left behind, only a little over 2,000 human troops appeared in front of tens of thousands of Skaven.

The bloodthirsty desire immediately ignited the hearts of all the mice.

"Kill! Kill! Human things! Die! Die!"
To be continued...