Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Those who were still in the various workshops, farms, and arenas of Black Point City yesterday, under the threat of the noble clan lords with thorny whips, were constantly squeezing all their blood and sweat, but today they counterattacked with rage. What the soldiers of the rebel army lack most is the courage to see death as home.

What they lack the most is a backbone, a sufficiently calm and wise brain to tell them what to do now and how to do it.

Therefore, when someone shouted "North, North", everyone had no doubts and turned their eyes to the north.

They immediately discovered that the northern part of Blackhorn City was indeed different from other areas.

There was a smaller fire, less smoke, and no deafening explosions and collapses.

The chaos in the north seems to have subsided, and it is very likely that the Rat People's Rebel Army has completely controlled that area.

Immediately, everyone shouted in unison: "North! North!"

The team in the back turned their guns and squirmed slowly towards the north.

In the front row, the rebel soldiers who had just fought bloody 300 rounds with the Elephant warriors, who were dizzy from the killing, were a little hesitant at first.

After all, they paid an incomparably tragic price to capture the arsenal and granary of the Suiyan family.

Seeing the mountains of mandala fruits and the gleaming swords and battle armors, all of which are close at hand, it is inevitable to feel unwilling to evacuate now.

But just now they fought side by side, cheered and cheered for them all the way, and even took the lead in the "Big Horn Rat God Envoys", but at some point, they disappeared without a trace.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, bewildered.

As more and more rebel fighters retreated to the north, they could not do anything alone, so they had no choice but to drift with the crowd, follow the large army, and break away from the eyeing wild elephant warriors.

The elephant warrior who guarded the Suiyan family also breathed a sigh of relief.

As the saying goes, "Many ants kill elephants", although they boast that they all have the strength and courage to outnumber one hundred.

But the number of the Ratmen was too many, and their aura was too crazy, like waves after waves of blazing waves, crashing into their blades, making their arms sore and their hearts hairy.

Coupled with the fact that the family temple was invaded, they didn't bother with ordinary rat people, and watched the rebel soldiers withdraw without any obstruction.

In this way, thousands of volunteer soldiers who were most likely to be buried here, within ten minutes, withdrew from the range of the Suiyan family and disappeared behind the flames and thick smoke to the north.

In this way, it is hard for those hooded cloaks who "secretly invaded" the temple of the Shattered Rock family.

Although they have all received extremely harsh professional training.

After all, it is a shady business.

After being discovered and surrounded by the furious elephant warriors, his morale was greatly reduced.

Immediately suffered a big loss in the bloody battle that hurt both sides.

If you want to escape, there are already many hooded cloaks carrying professional tools deep into the temple, and they are stuck in the mechanism, unable to move.

Coupled with the tens of thousands of Bloodhoof troops, they will return to defense every minute and appear in front of them.

The hooded and cloaked ones in a state of distress really want to die.

"That rock! Where did that burning rock come from!"

"Why, it will be impartial and just fall on top of our heads!"

"What about the big army? Why did the big army attacking the Broken Rock family suddenly retreat? Shouldn't they protect us at all costs?"

The hooded and cloaked screams before their heads were crushed by the elephant warrior's war hammer and their spines were strangled by their proboscis.

Meng Chao hibernated in the darkness.

It's like a shadow that merges into a hundred shadows.

Hearing the screams of the hooded and cloaked men, seeing that they could not get out, they could only tear off their camouflage, activate the totem armor, and fight bloody with the elephant warriors, and in turn used their lives to cover the retreat of the rebel soldiers.

Meng Chao just brushed off his sleeves and sneaked back to Ice Storm.

Overlooking the overall ice storm from above the water tower, he stared at Meng Chao for half a minute before asking, "Have you always been like this?"

Meng Chao said, "How is it?"

"That is, you don't have to do it yourself at all, as long as you fan the flames properly and sow discord, you can guide everyone, like your chess pieces, to act according to your will?" Ice Storm said.

Meng Chao shrugged his shoulders and said noncommittally: "A lot of times, fighting and harvesting monsters... the materials on the totem beasts are the same thing. You don't need to use too much effort to hack and smash. As long as you find a flaw, even if you blow a breath Strength can also divide the most delicate organs."

Ice Storm understood what he meant, and couldn't help laughing: "These hooded cloaks are really ruined by you."

"If they are really fanatics of the Great Horned Rat God and believe that their sacred duty is to save all the Rat People and establish the sixth clan, then it is their duty to sacrifice themselves so that hundreds of times more rebel fighters can escape from Black Horn City duty of."

Meng Chao said, "If they had ulterior motives from the very beginning and just wanted to use the tens of thousands of rat rebels to achieve their own ulterior motives, then I'm just using their own way and doing it to others. .

"No matter what, it can't be considered that I am harming them. At most, they are harming others and themselves."

There is no perfect corresponding proverb in the Turan language family for the phrase "do what you want to do to others", and Meng Chao stumbled when he said it.

It is precisely because of this that it reveals the extremely profound cultural heritage originating from the earth, and Ice Storm faintly perceives a civilization that is completely different from the Turan civilization and the Holy Light civilization, but equally powerful and long-standing.

Ice Storm took a deep look at Meng Chao and said, "How do you know that the north must be the way of life?"

"Because a large number of well-organized rebel troops composed of miners and foundry workers gathered in the north."

Meng Chao explained, "No matter who is the mastermind behind the planning of the 'Descent of the Horned Rat God', as long as he wants to cause a larger-scale disturbance, he will definitely need these best cannon fodder.

"As long as the whole city of rats can march northward, it is impossible for these well-organized and armed rebels to die.

"When both parties are involved, it is impossible to rescue some part alone, but leave the others here to die.

"In the end, the mastermind behind the scenes had no choice but to bite the bullet and help the Rat People's Rebel Army, which was much more than expected, escape from Black Point City.

"Otherwise, the temple hasn't been looted much, and the cannon fodder hasn't been recruited. He has spent a lot of painstaking efforts, invested astronomical figures of resources, and made this earth-shattering operation. It will really be a waste of water!"

"A bigger mess?"

Ice Storm gasped in amazement, looked around, and felt extremely unreal and absurd, "Do you think there is a larger-scale chaos than blowing up almost half of Blackhorn City?"

Meng Chao grinned.

He knew no one would believe it.

For thousands of years, everyone in Turanze—whether the high-ranking clan warriors or the self-deprecating Rat People themselves—has not realized the power hidden deep in the humble blood of the Rat People.

Only Meng Chao knows very well that in his previous life, this force once gathered into the "Rat People's Rebellion", swept across the entire Turanze, and destroyed the Golden Clan, the Lion Clan and the Tiger Clan. rule!

Compared with the collapse of the rule of the liger and tiger, a mere black corner city is nothing.

"Okay, although the problem of the Broken Rock family has been solved, there are still many places where the rat people are still excited and obsessed with ghosts. We must guide them to calm down as soon as possible, get out of the battle, and escape from Blackhorn City!"

Meng Chao squinted his eyes and looked far away, in the direction of the Bloodhoof Temple outside the city.

Looking at the horizon, I don't know when there is a very light and thin column of smoke, which seems to be blown off by a breeze.

But every time he blinked, the column of smoke became thicker and thicker.

That is the army of the Bloodhoof Clan, the smoke and dust rolled up by the rumbling iron hooves, intertwined with the anger of revenge, and the rising flames of battle.

"Time is running out."

Meng Chao said to Ice Storm, "You should have observed carefully just now, where is the next target that the hooded cloaks are most likely to choose?"

"There."

The ice storm pointed to the southwest, and about seven or eight hundred steps away, there was a burning block, "There is the mansion of the Copper Hammer family. The strength of the Copper Hammer family among the wild boars is second only to the Ironhide family. They also have a It has a long history and is said to be a temple that enshrines countless secret medicines and artifacts.

"There is a fierce battle in that area, and there are many blood-thirsty rat rebels stranded. If you don't try to calm them down, when the Bloodhoof army returns to Blackhorn City, they will definitely be trampled to pieces!"

"OK."

Meng Chao's eyes flashed brightly, "Then let's go over and see what kind of 'surprises' we can encounter in the temple of the Tonghammer family!"

Facts proved that Meng Chao guessed correctly.

The mastermind behind the scenes invested immeasurable resources in this operation to subvert the city of Noire.

There are a total of more than ten or even more elite teams composed of hooded and cloaked cloaks. Taking advantage of the surging tide of rat people, they firmly attracted most of the clan warriors and temple guards who stayed behind. Under the cover, they climbed over the collapsed ruins and secretly sneaked into the city of Blackhorn, a temple that existed long before the military nobles who had been passed down for thousands of years had not made their fortunes.

If all goes well, they will loot all the ancient weapons, totem armor, and ancient recipes consecrated in the temple, as well as the unique secret medicines.

Then, these things will fall into the hands of careerists.

It will not help the cause of tens of thousands of rat people fighting for freedom and dignity.

The rebel fighters who are looking at death like home, using the hottest blood and the hardest bones to attack the sharpest swords of the clan warriors still don't realize that they are just the "price" in "at all costs".

This is what happened in Meng Chao's previous life, that blood-stained future.

And now, this damn future is being changed by Meng Chao and everyone!