The Berserker stepped forward and roared, "Our warriors are hunting the Great Horned Rat's minions on the Northern Frontier, and Free City's warriors are defending our homeland! Are you content to let them claim all the glory?"
"No!"
He raised his battle axe high. "Then charge with me!"
They might have meant to draw the Rat Tide away, but when they saw how few rats had followed them and realized the crisis on the city wall remained, the Resistance Army pressed forward instead of retreating. They turned and fought their way toward the heart of the Ratfolk forces.
Femi watched the points of light flickering amid the Rat Tide and suddenly said, "Show the Resistance Army where the Greyfur Rat is."
"Understood."
Krian did not ask why Femi wanted to alert the enemy. He ordered a messenger to signal the Reconnaissance Airship with Flag Signals.
Soon, lights flashed in the sky, relaying the message across the battlefield.
The Behemoth, which had been watching the Grayfur Rat Priest, received the information. The Reconnaissance Knights ran about, shouting in Goblin to lower their altitude. Then two Goblins carried a cannonball to the front of the Behemoth's bridge. They peered out to judge the distance to the Grayfur Rat Priest, shrieked at the helmsman to adjust course, and hurled the cannonball overboard.
Whoosh—
Thud.
The cannonball fell from the sky and struck the head of a giant Brute Rat fifty meters from the Grayfur Rat Priest, caving in a section of its thick skull.
The giant Brute Rat, nearly as large as a Steel Golem, raised its head and swayed before toppling over. A mixture of brain matter and blood gushed out.
But it was too far away for the two Goblins to tell whether they had hit anything. All they saw was