Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

After half a day, Meng Chao and Ice Storm followed suit and went to more than a dozen famous temples in Blackhorn City.

They were basically near the temple, and they caught the hooded cloaks who used the rat rebel army to attract the firepower of the clan warriors and sneaked into the temple.

And use various methods to disrupt their actions, and remind the clan warriors across the wall to notice the existence of these guys.

Or, as in the Rockshatter family, throw a flaming boulder in the direction of the temple.

Or, let the ice storm condense the ice mist, summon the cold wind, and "ping-ping-pong-pong" a hailstone on the heads of the hooded cloaks.

Or, secretly attack the clan warriors, lead the clan warriors near the temple, and collide with the hooded cloaks.

Under the needlework of the two, the elite squad composed of hoods and cloaks met the angry clan warriors unexpectedly, and the most tragic hand-to-hand combat broke out in an instant.

The rebel army composed of ignorant rat minions and slave workers got time to breathe and calm down, and under the guidance of a voice from nowhere in the depths of the crowd, they headed for the escape route to the north.

Looking at the teams of rebels, including women and children, they no longer looked like headless chickens injected with stimulants, bumping into the iron walls of the clan warriors full of spikes and swords.

Instead, they gradually evacuated to the ground through dozens of tunnel entrances all over Blackhorn City, and fled all the way to the outside of the city along the sewage pipes built thousands of years ago.

Meng Chao breathed a sigh of relief.

For now, there's only so much he can do.

I hope that the Rat People, including Ye Zi, can escape from Blackhorn City and the territory of the Bloodhoof Clan smoothly, and stop being cannon fodder for careerists!

After sending these rat people away, Meng Chao still had his own work to do.

That is to collect more ancient weapons, armors and secret medicines.

Regardless of whether he is the totem armor of the ice storm, the storage space has been greatly improved after the enhancement and upgrade of the temple blue light.

The treasure in the Bloodskull Temple only filled half of the storage space.

Continue to challenge higher-level temples. They have no manpower, strength, or time.

However, if the hooded cloaks bring a large number of ancient weapons, armors and secret medicines from the temple to the ground, they don't mind, and just quietly admire the oriole catching the cicada.

Meng Chao was not in a hurry to do it.

Right now, the hooded cloaks still have a slight advantage.

The clan warriors staying in Blackhorn City are all old, weak, sick and disabled with missing arms and legs.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be eligible to join the battle group, go to the Bloodhoof battle group outside the city, show his bravery to the ancestors, and get blessings.

Besides, they were consumed too much energy and psychic energy by the unyielding Rat People's Rebel Army.

——Even if they grow up in the mountains and live in the wild by picking mandala fruits, they are usually a round stronger than ordinary citizens of Dragon City.

And the ordinary citizens of Dragon City have the physical fitness comparable to that of an Olympic champion in the Earth Age.

Hundreds of oversized "Olympic champions", wielding heavy stone axes and bone clubs, rushed up like a demon, and they could always leave several criss-cross wounds on the exhausted clan warriors, and even The one who bit off a few pieces of flesh and blood before dying.

The hooded and cloaked people have gone through careful preparation and rigorous rehearsal for this mission.

In order to make up for the lack of combat power, before excavating the temple, they also found the arsenal left by the ancient Turans deep in the city of Noire, and obtained a large number of spiritual weapons from it.

That's what Meng Chao saw when he dived into the ground. The material was crystal clear, the sharp blade was shining, and the sharp edge could roar out. By changing the molecular structure of the target, it could shatter the target silently.

In the hood and cloak, many people are holding such a "broken battle axe".

And war hammers, swords and daggers equipped with the same technology.

These weapons made the warriors of the clan caught off guard, paying the price of broken bones, broken intestines, and rotten stomachs, and the blood instantly shattered into blood mist.

However, the anger at the desecration of their own temples and even the ancestors seemed to turn into magma and inject it into the almost dry blood vessels of the clan warriors, causing them to squeeze out the last and most violent power even though they lost too much blood.

Even if they die, they have to put their burly bodies like iron towers heavily on the hooded and cloaked bodies, delaying each other's steps.

Under such stalking, the hooded and cloaked people indeed looted many temples.

However, they carried a large number of ancient weapons, armor and secret medicines, and their plan to evacuate Blackhorn City without anyone noticing completely fell through.

Both sides are still anxious.

Meng Chao and Ice Storm didn't need to add fuel to the fire, lest they burn themselves.

They are still waiting patiently.

Waiting for a better opportunity.

boom!

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

There was a deafening sound of iron hooves outside Blackhorn City.

Among the dozens of bloodhoof battle groups, the most elite vanguard finally approached the city!

"The Bloodhoof army has returned to the city!"

Meng Chao cheered up, turned his head at the same time as Bing Fengfeng, and looked in the direction of the city gate.

Even if you can't see the figures of the elite clan warriors, just by seeing their murderous aura roaring up into the sky, blowing away the flames and gunpowder smoke, you will know that these clan warriors have suffered the greatest humiliation on the most glorious day How angry they are, and how terrible their anger is!

If Meng Chao hadn't intervened.

The chiefs, priests and generals of the Bloodhoof Clan are probably still kept in the dark.

They thought that what they were facing was just a simple rat riot.

In that case, they should regroup outside the city, advance slowly, quell the riots and restore order area by area, and use the blood and internal organs of tens of thousands of rat people to lubricate their iron hooves and cool their anger.

——Disrupt the establishment, disperse troops, throw troops lacking communication means and organizational capabilities into cities that are still burning and exploding, shrouded in thick smoke, with extremely unclear vision, and fanatics who are not afraid of death For street fighting?

Even the most reckless orc general would not be able to issue such a stupid order.

This is also the plan of "using the frenzy of rat people to loot all the temples in Blackhorn City". It seems whimsical and even insane, but when you think about it carefully, there is even a little bit of feasibility.

It's a pity that this trivial feasibility was completely blocked by Meng Chao.

"Temple! Temple!"

When the vanguard of the Bloodhoof army returned to the city of Blackhorn, it was about to spread out and advance slowly.

A few clan warriors who had already stumbled out of the city were covered in cuts and bruises and dripping with blood.

They are the guards who stayed behind in the mansions of the major families and guarded the temples.

Many people were familiar with the elite warriors in the vanguard, and even if they couldn't recognize the battered faces, they could still hear familiar voices.

"Someone has invaded the temple!"

Their hoarse shouts suddenly changed the expressions of many elite warriors.

"Which temple?"

Immediately, elite warriors stepped forward to meet the temple guards who ran out of the city.

They didn't bother to check the injuries of the temple guards, grabbed their broken breastplates, and shouted sharply, "Which temple has been invaded?"

"All the temples!"

The temple guards took a deep breath and screamed with the sound of tearing their lungs, "All the temples in Blackhorn City!"

This news, like a bolt from the blue, immediately stunned all the tyrannical elite warriors.

A moment later, someone jumped into a rage, and the iron hooves stepped on the ground to create deep pits and criss-cross cracks.

Some people knelt on the ground and prayed to the ancestors in fear, begging the ancestors to forgive their unworthy descendants for not guarding the temple well.

Some even beat their chests and stomped their feet, grinning their teeth, the bloodshot eyes in their eyes almost turned into streaks of red lightning, and made the most vicious oath to the ancestor spirits to find out the despicable and shameless temple invaders and wring their heads out Build a high tower, squeeze their blood dry, and flow down the tower, in order to wash away the shame suffered by the ancestors.

Now, no matter how resourceful the commander is, it is impossible to prevent these elite warriors, who are furious and screaming, from rushing into the city of Blackhorn, fighting a street battle with no plan, no command, and no preparation up.

What's more, even the most resourceful commander has his own family and temple, and suffered unbearable humiliation. The artifact of the ancestors.

Just like that, thousands of elite warriors activated their totem armor one after another, stomping their feet vigorously, like human bombs drawing ferocious parabolas in the flames and thick smoke, crashing into the black sky amidst the shrill sound of breaking wind. corner city.

Originally, their target should be the Rat People Rebel Army still stranded in Blackhorn City.

It is no exaggeration to say that many of them have the ability to wield heavy swords that are more than ten meters long, and have the ability to bloodwash the entire street with a single charge.

But right now, they were so anxious that they ignored the ordinary rat people who were wandering in front of them.

Ordinary rat people are nothing but bedbugs.

Bedbugs can be trampled to death at any time.

But if the despicable temple looters fled with the armor and weapons used by their ancestors, what face would they have to seize the supreme glory?

Thinking of this, the blood in the elite warriors would freeze and evaporate.

They quickly jumped between the burning ruins, pushing their speed to the limit, trying to rush back to their temple in the first place.

But the series of methane gas explosions severely damaged the topography of Blackhorn City, making the fragmented city in front of them completely different from what they remembered.

The flames and thick smoke greatly interfered with their vision, causing them to plunge into the chaotic maze.