"You can give it to the people of the Moss clan, the green-skin slicer, and let Moss deal with Moss."

But this proposal was immediately refuted by Ikrit.

"I don't think it's possible. In addition to charging head-on, that idiot also charged head-on. Before the troops coming from the big city were consumed, the Moss clan's own troops were consumed first."

After leading troops on the front lines and fighting for so many years, the old warlord still relatively understands the power of the big warlords in the underground fortress.

This Pollock Greenskin Slicer left a particularly deep impression on him. He had muscles as strong as an Orc boy, and his height reached the top level of Stormvermin, reaching 1.97 meters.

His knife is quite good, but the most important thing is that it is said to be obtained by eating some mushroom. It surpasses the speed and strength of ordinary mortals. This combination allows him to cut an enemy into multiple slices in a short time.

Although that guy's fighting ability is pretty good, he can fight his way through a field of weak goblins or even a group of orc boys.

However, this guy's mind feels like it doesn't exist at all.

With his subordinates, he almost let out a war cry at the same time as the greenskins on the opposite side, and then rushed towards them.

Due to the difference in combat power between the Skaven and the Greenskins, he and his personal guards would be trapped in a tight siege every time, so he always wanted a group of things that could accompany him in the charge.

Listening to Ikrit's words, Eski also remembered that he had met this person before, the fourth member of the camp council.

Is it because he likes to charge head-on that he supported the rat trolls of the Model clan in the previous vote of the Supreme Council of the camp?

He thought there was such a dirty exchange of interests behind it.

Wilsky felt a little embarrassed and said.

"However, although the people of the Slippery Clan and the Epidemic Clan are smart enough, they may not be able to withstand the pressure of the big city."

Especially, he himself cannot withstand the pressure of the big city.

All he needed was an order from the Great City, and he had to return to the council table in Skaven Mordor and continue to lick back and forth between the major clans, making a rubber stamp.

In the end, it was Ikrit who made the decision.

"Leave it to the green slicer, we'll follow

Other members of the Moss clan will contact them again. Lord Ikrit still has the right to command the frontline troops. In addition to the personal guards, the troops under his command will be replaced by people from the big city."

Just like this, after a few days, the rats from the big city finally approached the underground fortress.

At this moment, thousands of miles away, in front of the gate of Astri City at the southernmost tip of Nehekhara.

A slender old man wearing a battle robe, combing the few hairs on his head, and looking into the distance.

Finally, in his expectation, a motorcade appeared in his sight.

The dark figure was his nephew, Alkadiza, whom he had seen thirty years ago.

"Good boy, you are finally back. I am still wondering if I can see you in my hometown before I die."

As he spoke, his eyes looked at the strange carriage completely covered by black cloth behind him, and he felt an ominous atmosphere from there.

"What's in that black carriage?"

"The saint of Laemia, whom you have met, Uncle Quinti, we will discuss these matters in private."

Alkadiza waved his hand and did not explain any more.

"That's it. So, when you come back this time, the Lahmians finally let you come back and prepare to ascend the throne?"

"For that Priest King, look, your brother is so old, but you are still so young."

As he said that, Kunti pointed at the man walking this way who still looked mighty, but his slow movements revealed that he was already old.

From the old man's face, Alkadiza could vaguely tell that this was his younger brother, Asa.

Resisting the sudden sadness he felt in his heart, he turned to his uncle and said.

"These things are actually related to a secret of Lamia. I will tell you when everyone arrives later."

"Now? Your father is planning to hold a reception banquet for you."
Chapter completed!