Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

This is a shocking conclusion at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, it is an extremely absurd conclusion.

So as soon as Ice Storm said it, before Meng Chao could react, she frowned and shook her head, "No way, this is too... asking for trouble!"

It's not that the rulers of the five major clans would not use such cruel methods to screen servants.

If necessary, no matter how cruel the method is, the high-ranking samurai gentlemen will implement it without hesitation.

The thing is, there's no need to make things so complicated.

In fact, the biggest purpose of the so-called "five races fighting for the front" is to select the war chiefs and compete for the supreme power to command Turan's army. Save the wheat from the wheat.

Although in the impassioned and heart-stirring war epics, the golden, blood hoof, dark moon, thunder and lightning, and the sacred tree, the glorious warriors of the five clans, will do their best in the "Five Clans Clash", fearless and fearless, Only by knocking out each other's dog brains can the ancestors be pleased.

However, Turan warriors are all "higher orcs" after all.

The difference between the so-called "advanced" and "low" is probably that the former has mastered the skills of speaking one thing and doing another.

Even the most irritable wild boar warrior would not do such a stupid thing without even touching half of the hair of the Holy Light Human Race.

For at least the past three thousand years, every time the "Five Clans Confronted", the Rat People's servants under the command of the major clans took the lead, casting their own flesh and blood into chess pieces for the masters to strategize and compete against each other.

When the cannon fodder is almost consumed and the atmosphere is in place, the masters can go off in person, and go through a series of ceremonial procedures to compete with the nobles of the same status on the opposite side.

Such a contest, of course, also has certain risks.

Every time there is a "Five Clans Clash", some clan warriors will die on the spot.

Just like the "game of the brave" within each clan.

However, compared to the rat people's servants piled up into mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the death rate of clan warriors will never exceed one percent of the former.

Basically, it's the cannon fodder who fights to the last drop of blood and their last breath.

The masters put friendship first, competition second, and compete against each other, and the point is over.

After killing and injuring a large number of Rat Minion servants, the size of the cannon fodder troops will naturally be greatly reduced.

But this will not damage the combat effectiveness of cannon fodder.

Because the scale has been simplified, the pressure on food consumption and logistics supply lines has been reduced. At the same time, the threat of death has been used to squeeze out the potential of some rat minion soldiers, which will instead stimulate the ferocity and combat effectiveness of the cannon fodder, turning them into vicious creatures. Only a ferocious beast of war can rush into the Land of Holy Light without fear of death, to kill or be killed wantonly.

This is the tacit understanding that has been developed since the era of the "Great Extinction Order".

It was under such a tacit understanding that the Golden Clan had gained dominance for more than two thousand years in the past three thousand years and became the well-deserved number one clan.

Ice Storm didn't think there was any need for the Golden Clan to use such a complicated method with huge side effects as Meng Chao said to break the hard-won tacit understanding.

After all, she has been following the news of the Golden Clan since she went deep into Turanze.

From the mouths of the fugitive warriors and merchants, there was no news of any traumatic events that happened to the Golden Clan in the last prosperous era.

It stands to reason that the Golden Clan, with strong soldiers and strong horses, should never be the one eager to change the rules of the game.

If it is said that it is the "second in a thousand years" Bloodhoof clan, unwilling to be reconciled to being inferior again, and wants to win by surprise, then there is still a slight possibility.

No, that's also not possible.

Regardless of the Gold Clan or the Bloodhoof Clan, they are more than fierce, but not cunning.

Ice Storm always feels that such a plot with twists and turns is too complicated, too dangerous, requires too much patience and precise operation, and is not quite like the style of the Golden Clan and the Bloodhoof Clan.

It is said that the sneaky snakemen and lizardmen of the Darkmoon Clan have similar styles.

But it is impossible for the Dark Moon Clan to come up with so many tricks between the Bloodhoof Clan and the Gold Clan.

Ice Storm threw this doubt to Meng Chao.

Meng Chao shrugged his shoulders.

"Indeed, the ruler of the Golden Clan doesn't seem to need to do such a thankless thing like taking off his pants and farting. Anyway, according to the rules of the game, he is competing in an upright manner. The chief of this war is probably also a lion or a tiger. people."

Meng Chao said, "But besides the Lion and the Tiger, is there no other... ambitious people in the Golden Clan?"

His eyes gave Ice Storm a feeling of seeing through everything.

Ice Storm raised his eyebrows high and couldn't help asking Meng Chao if he had already guessed the identity of the manipulator behind the scenes.

Meng Chao grinned.

He didn't "guess".

Instead, it directly "sees" through the memory fragments of the previous life.

To be honest, he doesn't think he has the ability to pick out the cocoons and discern the details.

But it is always easier to know the correct answer in advance, and then deduce the problem-solving ideas backwards based on the correct answer.

Zhuge Liang after the fact is a hundred times better than the real Zhuge Liang.

In the depths of Meng Chao's mind, everything that happened after he came to Turanze was like fragments that were broken but shining.

With the memory fragments of the previous life, the fleeting, half-clawed information was perfectly pieced together.

Gradually, an intricate but clear jigsaw puzzle was formed.

The content of the jigsaw puzzle is the rise of the careerist who is called "Doomsday Demon Wolf" with trembling voices in the near future.

Meng Chao felt that he had vaguely touched the origin of the "corpse dog, jackal, steppen wolf, ghost wolf, and doomsday wolf".

Now, only the last two questions remain.

First, how the Horn Legion will accomplish its destruction and rebirth.

Second, when, where, and with what kind of posture should I insert myself into the conspiracy of "Jackal" Kanus.

Only in this way can we change the future, and bring the greatest hope to ourselves, to Longcheng, and of course, to ordinary rat people including Ye Zi.

...

The victory of the siege of the city did not give the Ratmen fighters much rest time.

After all, an extra day of rest means an extra day of food consumption.

With the reserves of the Big Horn Legion, it can't support so many rat people, and they are consumed like a bottomless pit every day.

It would be better to drive them to the battlefield early and let the god of death solve their food problem.

The Ratmen soldiers didn't even get a good night's sleep. They were forcibly awakened by the officers at the darkest hour before dawn. They grabbed knotted cowhide ropes and lined up in small teams to march in the dark.

Even with yesterday's big win at the bottom.

In the dream, he once again witnessed the supreme power of the Horned Rat God.

The Ratmen warriors were still complaining.

From time to time someone staggered and fell behind in the dark.

Even, the whole team was led into the ditch by the soldiers at the front, and separated from the main force.

Meng Chao and Ice Storm still carried out the established strategy, neither lagging behind, nor being the first bird to attract attention, and always keeping up with the rhythm of the team.

After a few moments of rapid march, when the rising sun ignited the morning glow, and the morning glow dyed the whole world red again, there were only one out of ten Ratmen soldiers who still maintained their formation, followed the officers and priests, and marched in the right direction.

Naturally, they were all the strongest, most tenacious, and most able to obey orders among the rabble that was chaotic and noisy yesterday, only waving flags and shouting, and wasting food.

This further validated Meng Chao's judgment.

The purpose of the recent series of strategies of the Big Horn Legion is to screen out the real strong among the Rat People, and to get rid of those burdensome ones.

From the dawn to the scorching sun, this exhausted and about-to-collapse team finally saw the Rat God Skull Battle Flag waving in the wind again in a valley.

And here I drank the long-lost thick broth mixed with a large piece of beast flesh and a whole Datura fruit.

In addition, there are two news that follow.

a bad news.

And the great good news that shattered the previous bad news.

The bad news is that the Rat People's rampant behavior in the south of the Golden Clan's territory has finally deeply angered the strongest clan of the Turan civilization.

Of course, in the past thousands of years, the lions and tigers who took turns in charge of the highest power in the Turan civilization would not be condescending and personally deal with a few rats who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

However, several battle groups from the wolf clan had already moved out from around Chijin City, and were about to unleash their sharpest minions and tear the Bighorn Legion to pieces.

Although in the history of the ten-thousand-year battle of the Turan civilization, the individual combat effectiveness of the werewolves has never been as powerful as the lions and tigers.

But the degree of cruelty and bloodthirsty is even worse.

Moreover, werewolves have extremely strong reproductive ability.

The wolf clan is one of the most numerous clans in the golden clan.

When necessary, the "wolves" have every chance to devour the "rat tide".

Although the Bighorn Legion claims to have received the blessing of the Rat God.

In the past ten days and a half months, the continuous siege of cities and lands, playing triumphant songs, also made some of the Ratmen warriors with abnormally inflated self-confidence, have the illusion that "clan warriors are nothing more than that".

However, when the heavy army group composed of totem warriors really showed their fiercest side, they rushed towards them with a murderous look.

All the rat people still subconsciously felt that the heart was pinched by the wolf's claws, and the pain was so painful that they couldn't breathe.

Before Meng Chao's team arrived at the valley camp, this icy news had been lingering here for several days.

All the Ratmen soldiers stationed here were shrouded in gloom and mist, and the atmosphere was indescribably mysterious.

However, just half a quarter after Meng Chao's team arrived.

A very dramatic scene appeared.

A man with bruises all over his body, with spikes and arrows inlaid on his armor, but his spirit was extremely excited, his whole body was like a cavalryman about to burn, sending a thunderbolt-like victory.

Just last night, the main force of the Great Horn Legion ambushed the "Howling Group" belonging to the wolf tribe in the "Valley of Wronged Souls". They fought fiercely in the middle of the night and won a complete victory!