Chapter 556 (1/1)
Marcus somehow felt relieved when he heard the cry not far away. He had long felt that there was something missing in the battle of Xigu city. If the coalition army organized in the name of exterminating rat men arrived at Saron and did not fight with them, he was afraid that would be a joke for future generations. The king took a soldier in a hurry and asked, ”where is the rat man?”
”West! They come from the north and climb the city in the West! There are a lot of them. They are a big black area The soldier in front of the recognition of who is after the panic said. But soon, he suddenly found that his fear seemed to be relieved, because the fat man in front of him did not show any negative emotions after hearing about the enemy. This calmness soon infected him and restored his trembling legs with strength.
”Nothing to be afraid of, soldier. We got them here, and we'll wipe them out here. Send my order that all of you gather to the west wall to protect the engineers. ” Marcus said, releasing the soldier's shoulder, who nodded excitedly and began to shout at the others for orders from the king's hand. He himself, with his Scepter in his right hand and his left hand on the hilt of his sword, strode westward to meet the attack of the imaginary rat man.
”My soldiers are still under the city wall. These bastards are very selective.” By the time the king's hand reached the section of the wall nearest to the rat man, Andrea seemed to have been waiting here for a long time. When the angry lion spoke, his expression on his face was very unhappy, as if he was angry that his soldiers could not get more credit.
Marcus nodded his approval, then looked at the other aristocratic lords around him. ”That's really a pity, Duke Kroger. It's going to keep them behind in the race.”
”What competition?” Andrea looked at Marcus with a puzzled expression. But in fact, he knew exactly what the latter would say.
”Of course it's a rat killing contest. Am I right, ladies and gentlemen?” The words of the king's hand caused a burst of laughter. The tension of the Lords subsided a lot in his jokes. And Marcus' confidence in his words infected the nobles around him just as he had infected the soldier before. They patted their breastplates and said they were going to kill the largest number of rat men. But they completely forget that these rat people were residents of the Kingdom just like them.
The flame on the torch swayed in the evening wind, and the sound of footsteps began to ring on the wall in the distance. It was the sound of rat's feet. The soldiers of the United Army stopped laughing and looked at the wall ahead with vigilance, waiting for the master of the footstep to attack. The soldiers with heavy cowhide shields stood at the front and formed the first line with their bodies. Behind them were the robes holding spears, which decorated the high wall of the shield with deadly spikes. Dozens of pairs of eyes peeped through the cracks, waiting for the monster to emerge from the darkness.
”Poof!” From the outer wall of the city wall, a group of black shadows fell on the wall. Under the light of fire, the body looked like a man in three parts and a mouse in seven parts. Its body is covered with long and thin hair, but it has sharp claws on its hands and feet. Its long snout instinctively makes people feel uncomfortable, not to mention the disgusting beard on the pink nose. The rat man, a monster twisted by the plague, glimpses with green eyes the once same species hiding behind armor and shields. Then he ignored them and jumped to the other side of the city wall, flying along the cracks in the wall into the darkness of the city.
What's going on? The soldiers who saw the rat man looked at each other with doubts. They didn't understand why the monster didn't roar. Even the nobles, not just them, who were preparing to fight at a distance, had this problem. In the past, the rat people they dealt with were all eager to rush up to eat at the sight of people, and they would only escape when there was a huge gap in the number. So now, why do these bloodthirsty wild animals show such indifference.
”Something's wrong.” Marcus frowned. He could hear the murkiness moving more and more in the dark, but none of them rushed into the flames to attack the coalition forces. Is this a trick? Are they mystifying or are they ready to attack in a roundabout way? The king's hand's brain whirled around in an attempt to explain the rat man anomaly.
Andrea, standing beside him, seemed to think of something. He suddenly dodged the Javelin of the soldiers and threw it into the darkness ahead. ”Don't let them pass! The krogers haven't finished evacuating! ”
The servants loyal to the angry lion immediately responded to their Duke's call, issued loud slogans, and began to throw javelins or arrows into the darkness. But in contrast, it was the troops led by other nobles. They dare not attack without the Lord's command. Besides, there is no torch lighting ahead. Who knows if there are rat people waiting for them in the dark, and no one is willing to take this risk.
But if they don't move, it doesn't mean they don't move. At the end of a round of throwing object attacks, about 30 or so rat men rushed into the range of the firelight, some of them with arrows that had just been shot. ”Here they are! Hold on to the shield The soldiers in the front row pressed their bodies against the big shields in their hands, waiting for the expected impact.But the shock didn't come. While all the human soldiers were ready to fight the rodents, they stopped at the very edge of the fire and watched them coldly with green eyes in the dark. ”Marcus Taylor Riel,” a strange but recognizable voice came from the rat man. ”Commander in chief, please step up.”
There was an uproar, and everyone was surprised that the rat man could speak. At the same time, they noticed that the rat man knew who was in charge of the army and asked him to come forward. The eyes of the nobles and soldiers all glanced at Marcus, waiting for his reaction. The king's hand himself, however, was not surprised. After all, he knew that there were intelligent individuals among the murans, so it was not so strange that they could speak and even know their own names.
Therefore, in the eyes of all the people or puzzled, or sigh, Marcus went to the front of the defense line. Behind him are two knights of the royal order and Andrea the lion. ”I'm Marcus, if you really know me.” He said.
One of the rat men turned his head and looked at the king's hand for a moment, and then he also stepped out of the protection of his companion. Marcus noticed that the one in front of him was no doubt special compared to the others. It was slender in shape, but had a healthy sheen on its hair. What is most noticeable is that this mouse man's eyes are not turbid at all. It is intelligent, just like human beings. Marcus is not the only one who can see this. Everyone knows that the rat man who spoke just now is this one. But the question is, what is the purpose of calling Marcus out?
”You,” the rat man said again, softer than before, and even somewhat feminine, ”much fatter than three years ago.”
What? The mouse man's words made all people dumbfounded for a few seconds. They never thought that the monster would say such a thing. What they didn't expect was that the king's hand could get its identity from this inexplicable sentence.
”Are you, Gloria? Gloria saloon? The youngest daughter of the count of saloon