Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

And not just because of their sheer number.

Also because they got help from the local rat people of the Golden Clan.

You should know that "rat people" is not a concept in the biological sense.

It is a collection of countless losers who have been eliminated in wars, trials, gladiators, and coming-of-age ceremonies.

From a biological point of view, the rat people and warriors living in the same town are not much different in appearance or genes, and they may be inextricably related by blood.

Except for the boosting effect of the totem armor, there is no gap in the combat effectiveness of the warriors and the rat people that cannot be made up by relying on crowd tactics.

Most of the rat people belonging to the Golden Clan also have the blood, fangs and claws of wolves, tigers and leopards, and have a more fierce temperament than the cloven-hoofed rat people.

Unruly, they are more unwilling to obey their master's discipline, and have a more rebellious spirit. There is a sharper and deeper conflict with the ruler of the Golden Clan.

Therefore, in the past thousands of years, they have also been treated more cruelly and even tyrannically by their masters.

The blood debt of thousands of years has already condensed into an active volcano that is about to explode.

The rise of the Bighorn Legion completely detonated the hatred of the Rat People belonging to the Golden Clan, which was hotter than the magma.

When the soldiers of the Big Horn Legion arrived at the town where they were, they rose up one after another, responded to the call of the Big Horned Mouse God, and cooperated with the "true compatriots" to expel the damned master from the city, and even wiped it out on the spot.

These same sharp claws and claws, except for the scars all over the body, and the deformed and twisted limbs that have been shackled all day long, the Rat People are the same as their masters. They are the most fearless soldiers on the battlefield, and they are also victorious. After that, the cruelest avenger.

Relying on their help, the Big Horn Legion swept through the golden clan's southern territory very quickly.

In just ten days, Meng Chao participated in as many as four siege battles.

The four border towns all went down at once.

The towns that originally hung the battle flags of lion teeth, tiger claws, wolf heads, and leopard tails have now become the world of the mouse god skull flag.

From the towns to the countryside, there is a sea of ​​celebrations composed of singing and dancing rat people from all over Turanze.

It can be seen everywhere, and the frenzy of rat people stretching for dozens of miles has simply made Meng Chao feel delusional, doubting whether his own arrival has set off a chain reaction and has changed the future.

After all, the Great Horn Legion in the previous life did not achieve such a sensational result in Blackhorn City.

It was also impossible to pull away so many fugitives from the territory of the Bloodhoof clan so smoothly to form such a huge army.

Although most of the people who make up this legion are mobs.

But as long as the number exceeds the critical point, not to mention rat people, even real rats may become the overlord at the top of the food chain!

However, the steaming reward in front of him broke Meng Chao's fantasy in an instant.

The so-called "reward" is a mandala paste served in a wooden bowl.

Although some sour cream was mixed in, and a few sporadic pieces of minced meat were added, at first glance, it smelled quite a bit of a strange aroma.

However, when Meng Chao inserted the wooden spoon vertically, the spoon immediately turned to one side.

This shows that this bowl of paste has added a lot of water, and the thickness is really limited.

Moreover, when Meng Chao stirred the bottom of the bowl with a wooden spoon, what came up was not minced meat, but a suspicious solid mixture of chopped grass roots and rapeseed.

This bowl of mush was infinitely better than the military rations they ate during their daily marches.

It's really not qualified enough to serve as a qualified reward.

Meng Chao remembered that when they conquered the first town in the territory of the Golden Clan, the reward they received was, in addition to five deep-fried datura fruits dipped in sour cream, there was also a slap for each person. Great cutlets.

By the time the second town is taken, the steak will be gone.

When the third town was captured, even the number of fried Datura fruits was reduced from five to three, and the sour cream was only a pitiful teaspoon per person.

This time, the dances of the priests became more crazy, and the smiles of the officers became brighter. Everyone was cheering for more and more brilliant victories, looking forward to a better and better tomorrow. It seemed that they would be able to attack in one go Under Chijin City.

But the reward after the big victory turned into such a bowl of clear soup with little water.

This is enough to show that the future has not changed completely.

The Bighorn Legion still hasn't solved its deadliest problem.

That is food.

To put it more bluntly, the Bighorn Legion did not achieve any real victory.

The towns they captured in the southern territory of the Golden Clan were all withdrawn by the Golden Clan and handed over to them.

Before leaving, the warriors of the Golden Clan emptied almost every temple, arsenal and granary in the city.

Due to the lack of manpower, the mandala fruit that could not be removed was also burned and burned cleanly.

Even if there are one or two towns occasionally, because the rat people in the city cooperated with each other and took control of the granary first.

The mandala fruits from a few granaries in the area are just a drop in the bucket for the huge army of millions, waiting for food.

As a result, the Big Horn Legion was gradually brought into a dilemma, an embarrassing and even dangerous situation by their own series of "victories".

Although they "captured" a large area of ​​land, they failed to capture enough food.

However, in the entire Turanze, there are still countless rat people who have heard of the "excellent reputation" of the Great Horn Legion, and under the intentional or unintentional connivance of their masters, they continue to come from all directions.

Since the Great Horned Rat God claims to save all rat people.

He couldn't tolerate even one ratman starving to death under the command of the Big Horn Legion.

The swarming rat people may not be able to increase the combat effectiveness of the Bighorn Legion much.

But it made the already stretched military ration consumption worse.

On the other hand, after the order of magnitude reaches millions or even millions, the Bighorn Legion, as an insurgent army, completely loses the advantage of flexibility.

This is not the original command of hundreds of centurions to break out from the empty grassland.

Even on the modern earth with a strong logistics industry support, as well as a complete wireless communication and beyond-the-horizon strike system.

There are very few countries capable of forming and commanding an army of millions.

Looking at the thousands of years of ancient war history on the earth, the famous ancient generals who can command a real "million army" can be counted on one hand.

Obviously, the Big Horn Legion does not have such a talented commander.

Rat people who are full of blood and desire to kill but lack the basic qualities of order and prohibition cannot be called excellent, or even real fighters.

Stretching for tens of miles, singing and dancing, the frenzy of the rat people who shouted and roared like a tsunami, at first glance, seemed to have the momentum of swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

But to any commander with a semblance of common sense, they are a huge nuisance.

In short, the current Bighorn Legion is quite like a dinosaur that has swelled ten times in size in just ten days and a half months.

The barren brain and slender bones that are disproportionate to the figure can't bear the increasing flesh and blood at all.

On the surface, this dinosaur occupied a large territory.

If you observe carefully, you can find that the majestic dinosaur has been crushed by its own weight, lying on the ground, panting!

I want to get this dinosaur back on its feet.

Just feed him more food.

Looking at the front of the Big Horn Legion, all the mandala fruits in the golden territory have long been harvested and stored in the fortified city that is occupied by dragons and tigers and heavily guarded by soldiers.

Want to conquer these glorious cities that existed thousands of years ago, and even the iron-blooded army of the Land of Holy Light failed to conquer them in the era of the "Great Extermination Order".

The Big Horn Legion must gather all its forces to maximize its quantitative advantage, hoping that quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes.

However, if all the rat people were mobilized and concentrated in one place, their daily calorie consumption would be greatly increased, which would put unbearable pressure on the logistics supply line.

Moreover, gathering all the troops means putting all the eggs in one basket.

If the strong city cannot be conquered, there is no need to wait for the vicious wolves, tigers and leopards in the city to roar out until the ammunition and food are exhausted.

I'm afraid that the hungry rat people themselves will stage a tragedy of killing each other and devouring each other.

Then, is it possible for the desperate Bighorn Legion to defeat the real clan elite battle group composed of all totem warriors?

In the memory fragments of his previous life, Meng Chao, who had witnessed how violent the real clan's elite battle group was, was negative about it.

After all, the hot-headed Rat People's Rebels have yet to fight against the real elite clan.

In Blackhorn City, they just took advantage of the series of methane explosions.

The clan warriors who rushed into Blackhorn City paid more attention to the temple treasure than to the Rat People.

In the process of breaking out of the encirclement, they did not fight many tough battles. The so-called chasers did not want to waste precious time, energy and war resources on them. Big mess.

When they came to the territory of the Golden Clan, they faced enemy camps that had almost become empty cities. Those guarding them were all old, weak, sick and disabled with gray temples, missing claws and teeth, and even missing arms and legs.

If the Rat People's Rebels are dazzled by the so-called "victory" of harvesting the old, weak, sick and disabled, they will have the illusion that "clan warriors are nothing more than that".

Meng Chao can guarantee that they are close to their doomed demise.

anyway.

Even if all the rat people are extremely clear-headed.

Maintain the highest vigilance against the enemy in front of you.

The commander in command of the Bighorn Legion is also a famous general who strategizes.

Without the intervention of outside forces, no one can solve the fatal problems facing the Big Horn Legion.

At this moment, the ocean of victory cheering before Meng Chao's eyes is destined to turn into a burning bloody purgatory in the not-too-distant future!