The war zone is a typical elevated building complex of rat-man, with tunnels intertwined with shelves. The multi-layer structure is supported by scaffolding made of Scarven rat skin, Scarven rat bones and rolled rat hair ropes.

The stones mainly made of mine waste and other scraps are piled up into rough rat-man-style buildings, emitting a musty smell, a scent of urine and a bloody smell.

Such simple platforms, layer by layer, form the main body of the street, supporting the shaky rat-man building with no foundation at all.

There are no railings on the edges of the streets and passages, and if you are not careful, you will fall down and die.

As the battle continued, the scaffolding began to creak during the battle between the two sides, and the rat-haired rope kept shaking, making the entire block look shaky.

The stone slabs on the ground were covered with blood and corpses left by rats, as well as various claw marks. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of dimensional stones and the rust-smelling combat pheromone.

The shield spear array of the Shikuri clan rats was against the passage wall, and the steel shield was close to each other. The steel spear was raised horizontally, as tight as a wall, resisting the bronze spear of the evil clan.

However, this pride was quickly broken.

The footsteps from the depths of the passage became increasingly dense. Crete squinted his eyes and his scarlet eyes captured more shadows of claw groups.

On the scaffolding in the distance, the enemy kept climbing up and emerged like a tide.

He whispered to himself in a low voice,

"Why are there so many?"

Scrick twitched his nose, smelling the surrounding enemy aura became stronger and stronger, and he cursed lowly.

"Their claw group structure is too dense, and there are not so many rats at all!"

Wiz's tail swings faster,

"No matter how many it is, kill!"

Gnitt's eyes were sinister, "It's definitely not just about evil."

As the new enemy troops were revealed, they all saw this enemy with excellent leather and bronze equipment, neat steps, waving bronze spears and leather shields, and squeaking and squeaking like a tide.

In this way, the number of enemy troops was eight to ten times that of theirs.

If it weren't for relying on narrow channels to maintain the claw group conflicting array, the formation of Shikuli might have collapsed now.

Immediately afterwards, while they were still thinking about how to hold up the enemy, which might be close to ten thousand, a rapid claw strike sounded.

From the center of those enemy troops, dozens of wolf rats rushed out from the depths of the passage like a gust of wind, at an astonishing speed, like a galloping horse.

Their hair is gray and white, thick and rough, their legs are short and low, they run wildly against the ground, their tails are slender and hairless, and they sway like whips.

The wide rat's head was covered with pointed yellow dog teeth, scarlet eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, saliva dripping, and smelled smelly.

The four-legged wolf rats were extremely fast and approaching the front in the blink of an eye. Some of the wolf rats flanked the flank at high speed, revealing the hideous appearance of the mixed-blooded wolf of Tyriel and Scarven.

The Skuri clan rat front suddenly tightened, the steel spear tighter, and tension was revealed in the squeaking and low squeaking sound.

Crete's pupils shrank slightly, "These beasts are so fast!"

Then he shouted to his subordinates, "Stop it from the front!"

He secreted the combat pheromone with force, and the smell of rust gushed, trying to stabilize his subordinates.

Screek widened his eyes and said to his subordinates, "Be careful of the wings, don't let them surround the side!"

Wiz grinned.

"Come on, bastard!"

Gnit shrank behind the shield and shrank a little more.

"It's too fast, they must have reinforcements."

He is already considering retreating.

The appearance of wolf rats and the oppression of the six thousand enemy troops suddenly intensified the anxiety of the Clawed Leaders.

The sound of the enemy's footsteps approached like a tide. In the elevated buildings in the war zone, the sound of scaffolding and the tremor of the stone slabs were all more obvious due to the resonance caused by the number of enemy troops.

The musty smell of Scarven's rat skin and rat hair rope mixed with bloody smell, which made Scurry suffocate.

Crete sniffed the increasingly strong enemy aura in the air and shouted,

"These are not evil rebates, we are plotted!"

Scrick twitched his nose, and the pink nose of the entire group of claws around him couldn't help but twitch.

"The claw group is too dense..."

Wiz roared and covered his uneasiness, "Kill them all!"

Gnitt still hugged behind the shield and suggested,

"They have too many reinforcements, and we should gradually retreat, at least to a place where heavy firepower can be supported."

Crete turned his head and glared at him.

"How to withdraw? As long as you reveal a hole, we will be done! These things cannot be cut off!"

Of course he refers to these clan rats under their subordinates.

Any Scarvin cherishes his life. There will be no lower-level Scarvin who sacrifices his life without threat.

The shield parade of the Skuri clan rats can only be backed by the passage wall and are close to each other.

Just facing the new troops, their pressure doubled.

At this moment, a rapid claw strike broke the air and interrupted their discussion.

The dozens of wolf rats that rushed out of the deep passage had rushed to the front of the crowd of Scurry at an astonishing speed and the impact of the cavalry.

The wolf and rats rush towards the shield and spear formation like strong wind, and the impact between the claws and the ground made the stone slab crack.

With just one rush, a wolf rat bit the shield in the hand of a clan rat with its sharp teeth, tearing the steel bars on the edge of the shield out of Mars.

Then, the flexible beast's claws grabbed the bottom of the shield and tried to drill into the gap.

The front row clan rat was caught off guard, and the shield was slightly tilted back. A brown-haired rat was hit by the huge force of the wolf rat, and his claws were numb, and panic was revealed in the squeaking low.

The flanking wolf rat circled faster, and a wolf rat clawed the legs of a clan rat and then bit it directly.

The red blood spurted out, and the clan rat was directly killed by a piece of leg and was almost dragged out of the front line. The companion next to him stinged the steel spear and rescued him.

Crete's pupils shrank slightly, and he squeezed the glands hard, and the rust-smelling combat pheromone gushed, trying to suppress the wavering of his subordinates.

Screek swung his spear toward a wolf rat. The spear tip pierced into the shoulder, causing the wolf rat to struggle in pain, and pounced on Screek even more frantically, and was solved by the sword he pulled out from his waist.

He turned to curse at his subordinates,

"You trash! Be careful to flank! Don't let them surround you!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Wiz stinged with a steel spear, piercing a wolf rat's chest, and red blood splattered onto the dark brown hair.

Gnitt shrank behind the shield and watched his subordinates be hit by a wolf and rat in a cold eye.

The impact of the wolf and rats was like a tide hitting the shore, and the clan rats at the edge of the front became more and more rapid, but the frontal shield array was well trained and maintained a tight wall-like front.

The front row clan rat gritted his teeth and held it back, and the steel spear stabbed out from the side of the shield. The spear tip pierced into the chest of the wolf rat. Red blood gushed, and the wolf rat screamed and was forced to retreat several steps.

Wiz's claw group was the most ferocious, and the continuous stabbing allowed them to successfully pierce the heads of several wolf rats, and their brains were mixed with blood.

Wiz laughed, "That's all these beasts!"

Crete wielded a wolf rat and licked the blood of the wolf rat on his face.

"They can't penetrate us in the front! Stay stable!"

He secreted the combat pheromone vigorously, allowing the rust smell to spread stronger in the air.

Screek's subordinates were a little slower, but they stabbed two.

Gnitt shrank in the back row, and his subordinates left only some scars on the wolf and rat group, and did nothing.

The wolf and rats suffered consecutive setbacks. After only a few minutes of fighting, a large number of corpses piled up in front of the formation.

Blood flowed into a stream on the ground, and the smell of fishy smell and blood mixed in the simple elevated streets.

Although the shield and spear formation of the Shikuri clan rats was slightly shaken by the impact, it was not broken by the front.

Although the wolf rat is amazing in speed and has a strong impact, it can only bite when hitting a steel shield and a steel spear head-on.

Although everyone knows that once this monster goes around the flank, it can cause a fatal blow, but the enemy's passage is narrow and unable to bypass it, so the development of the battle situation is already very clear.

Crete's mouth slightly raised, "It's just a bunch of bastards, blocking it!"

Scrick was speechless and stared at the army behind without clan marks.

Wiz licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, then wiped his spear, becoming more and more bloodthirsty.

"A little more, I haven't killed enough yet!"

Gnit breathed a sigh of relief, "It's better to just keep it steady..."

The tense atmosphere was slightly slowed down, and the dimensional stone fragrance and combat pheromones regained the upper hand, and Skurishi gradually stabilized his position.
Chapter completed!