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Ignatius saw the carnage playing out several hundred metres away and was not too perturbed. The Clan Rats and Irregulars traditionally bore the brunt of assaults like this. They were easily replaced and hot-headed, and could only be tempered through the fires of war. Those that were lucky enough to survive would be forever changed, and truly become a Vermin, just as all before them had. Those that didn't . . . well with any luck their lives will have gone towards the greater good of the Under-Republic.

The Clan Rats and Irregulars themselves were fighting valiantly, but against such disciplined units and disciplined fire, they were slowly being torn apart in much less adequately equipped and trained selves. Were it not for their numbers giving them false courage, they probably would have broken and started running back already.

Winning strategies often necessitated sacrifice though, every Rodent general worth their skin knew that, and Ignatius was no exception.

If Ignatius could pull off a victory, that is. And now was the cue for phase two since the Berserkers had engaged. He eyed the lines for enemy positions and shouted down to the orderly lines of Vermin beneath him.

[b]"Vermin, Twin Fangs! Giganti, spread out! Everyone, charge!"[/b]

Twin Fangs was Vermin-code for a type of formation. Too complicated for unruly, divisive, and eager Clan Rats to pull off effectively, but easy for battle-hardened Vermin. The Vermin Guard formed up along the lines as they charged in a steady pace, forming four sets of triangular formations connected by lines, the Marksmen behind them and at the sides, Rattus Giganti punctuating the lines with their taller and bulkier frames.

The number of remaining Rats were close to double what they had already thrown at the Dwarves, and with such vast numbers their formations could be huge as they showed, with the inner two triangular sets of formations or "fangs" set to smash into the engaged Berserkers and fellow Kin, while the outer two fangs would keep going beyond the front lines and up the hills.

Ignatius charged with him, his officers, fellow Ring members, and handfuls of others in the Berserker attack lines taking Fevered Blood potions to give the Blood-crazed Dwarves some of their own medicine. He felt the euphoric bloodlust almost immediately.

The cannons and waiting cavalry were his biggest concerns, everything else he was confident he could overwhelm with superior numbers if he could eliminate those two elements. With any luck, his Vermin units would prove their worth.
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