A different world game? A different world game!

The forward command battalion in the Brukal Field.

After the attack bells rang.

Blake received a message via the channel that the rats had suddenly launched an attack.

"At a time like this, they actually launched the attack first?"

A paladin standing to the side, responsible for the affairs of the Church of Holy Light, spoke with a tone full of surprise.

The mice remained on the defensive, constantly reinforcing their defensive advantages.

At this critical juncture, their sudden deployment of troops to launch an offensive was indeed unexpected.

“They’re too timid,” Blake commented.

He had been fighting rats on the front lines for a long time.

After a long struggle, and having eliminated several of the enemy's commanders and generals, he had a thorough understanding of the habits of these rats.

"So that's why you've spent so much time and effort trying to make the rats 'blind'?"

"Another commander nearby asked."

His main responsibility was to unite the soldiers from various factions within the Allied Forces.

Blake nodded.

"These rat-men are cowardly by nature. Even if they worship evil gods and mutate to gain power, their cowardice will not change."

Like ordinary rats, this is a characteristic of the entire rat-people population. Even if they try to hide their inner cowardice, it will still be revealed in some of their decisions and actions.

Just like the situation right now.

The mice knew that the Night's Watch was about to launch a full-scale attack.

The air was thick with the scent of iron and blood, a harbinger of an impending great battle.

In this situation, in order to seek a sense of security, the rat commander would inevitably try every means to find out the current status of the Night's Watch.

After all, rats are experts at digging holes, and they are found everywhere.

In the past, obtaining information was an easy task for rats.

With their innate abilities, they can move freely in the shadows, wilderness, and all sorts of corners to gather information, gather intelligence, and plant spies.

But this ability of theirs fails against the Night's Watch.

Why were snake people once the best rat catchers?

Because of their special sensory abilities, snake people can easily spot mice, regardless of day or night or the environment, and can also detect mouse tracks through pheromones in the air.

Therefore, in the former continent of Lebia, most rat-catching teams were led by snake people, or even directly formed by snake people.

The area where the rat's nest is now located was once a large-scale settlement of snake people.

When the rats unleashed their calamity, they first wiped out the main force of the snake people, leaving only scattered small countries and city-states across the continent.

Even so, these places were not spared and were the main targets of the rats.

Only those city-states and nations with legendary strongmen who led their troops in a tenacious resistance managed to survive.

The situation changed when many snake people joined the Night's Watch.

On the map, the rats' tracks are nowhere to be hidden.

Even if the snake people do not directly find the rat, they can still detect information about the rat by using their special vision and information perception abilities, and then mark this information on the map.

Moreover, it wasn't just the snake people; the large gathering of Night Watchers brought with it all sorts of magical beasts.

These magical beasts come from the Eastern Wilderness, a vast forest and wilderness region on the continent, inhabited by all sorts of magical beasts and monsters.

The Night Watch's animal tamer culture flourished here.

For Night Watchers who take up the role of Ranger, flying pets with scouting abilities have become the most popular choice.

Once these pets are digitized, the information they see is synchronized to the map. As a result, in this world, the Night Watchers' reconnaissance capabilities are top-notch, giving them an absolute advantage over other factions and a clear lead.

You see, even the Four Gods' forces have given up competing with the Night's Watch in scouting.

Therefore, cutting off the mouse's eyeliner is not difficult.

However, at this moment, the main force is gathering, and there are many routes for each team to travel.

It will indeed take some time and effort to completely cut off all the rats' eyes.

But as long as you are determined to do it, you will definitely succeed.

And so, the mice lost their eyesight and became like blind men.

The anxiety caused by the unknown is deadly for mice. If they knew even a little about the watchmen, they would at least have some idea of ​​what was going on and could make some preparations in advance.

But the complete unknown terrified the mice.

They are eager to acquire information.

Therefore, while maintaining a defensive posture, sending a force to launch an attack became their only option in exploring the unknown.

"Alright, don't worry about it. Leilia will lead the team to deal with these overconfident guys."

Blake waved his hand, signaling the others to refocus their attention on the meeting that had just taken place.

The fear brought by the unknown will last until the end of the war.

This is a "stress package" specially prepared by Black for the ratmen.

Meanwhile, outside the front-line camp.

Leilia took the lead, wielding her massive battle halberd and charging ahead.

She showed no fear as the ratmen surged towards her like a tide in the darkness.

The warhorse's hooves rose high and slammed hard onto the ground.

A wave of spiritual energy spread outwards from the horse's hooves.

In an instant, the surrounding rats froze in place, their eyes glazed over, as they were pushed to the ground by the rats rushing from behind, forming a dense crowd in front of Lelia.

In just a moment, the densest line of rats on the battlefield appeared before her.

This is exactly the effect Leilia wanted.

During this time of fighting the rats, she has figured out a set of fixed tactics.

A strategy that can quickly and effectively clear out the rat formation.

She concentrated her power into her halberd and swung it fiercely.

A large fan-shaped arc, exceeding 180 degrees, swept across.

The troops following her attack were already used to it and deliberately left an area open, allowing Leilia to sweep through at will.

This time, there wasn't even a sound from the rats.

Large amounts of limb fragments rained down in the direction the rats were rushing from.

The rats that came to attack were squeaking, and it was clear that there were few veterans among them; they were all new rats that had just left their nests.

They were brainwashed in a simple yet fanatical way, and stimulated by a bloodthirsty spell released by the rat priest, they charged forward recklessly.

The fragments of their own kind falling from the sky gave them their first taste of the brutality of fighting the Allied Forces.

Lelia, trailing a ghostly blue shadow, roamed the battlefield, leaving a trail of blood and gore in her wake.

Her heavily armored cavalry followed closely in her footsteps, weaving in and out of the enemy's formation.

After several attacks, the rats' morale was almost completely shattered. (End of Chapter)