Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

"Allies other than Turanze?"

The Holy Maiden of Gu Meng keenly grasped the point of Meng Chao's words, "Who is that?"

"I."

Meng Chao said lightly, "We."

"you?"

The Saintess of Ancient Dream stared straight at Meng Chao, "Who are you, where are you from, and what is your purpose?"

"There is nothing to hide about my identity, origin, and purpose. As long as the Bighorn Legion can really survive the catastrophe in front of me, I am willing to say everything in front of the Saintess of Ancient Dream."

Meng Chao said frankly, "But I don't need to confess my secrets to a group of caged beasts, fish swimming in a cauldron, and dead bones in a grave, lest these secrets fall into the ears of a third party with ulterior motives after your entire army is wiped out.

"You just need to know, first, I can't be a member of the Golden Clan, otherwise I just need to remind the Lion and Tiger Clan to replace the troops encircling and suppressing the Big Horn Legion, send more experts to watch over Canus the 'Jackal', and Burning all the food and grass in Baidao City, the Bighorn Legion will die.

"Secondly, it is impossible for me to be from the Land of Holy Light, otherwise I would not propose a temporary truce between the Big Horn Legion and the five major clans—after all, the intensification of the Big Horn Rebellion, the more serious the cannibalism of Turanze, the more serious the impact on the Land of Holy Light more favorable.

"Third, although I can't reveal my full identity for the time being, the ancient runes I transmitted to you through dreams are genuine. I believe you can also perceive the extremely powerful and invincible from these ancient runes. The power of a horse?

"These ancient runes are not only my sincerity, but also my evidence. It proves that we, who have possessed and studied these ancient runes for many years, are absolutely powerful enough to help the Bighorn Legion and all the Rat People at the right time. "

These words caused the ancient dream saint to hesitate again.

"I know this is a very difficult decision to make, and once you follow my advice, you will be under a lot of pressure."

Meng Chao strikes while the iron is hot, "Compared to commanding the entire Big Horn Legion, rushing vigorously towards the strongest fortress of the Golden Clan, and being wiped out in a soul-stirring epic battle, although it failed to save all the rat people in Turanze, at least they left A reputation that has been extolled for thousands of years.

"When the situation seems to be going well, choosing to make peace with the enemy or even surrender - this is indeed not easy for most rat people warriors to understand.

"Once you make such a decision, you are likely to change from a high-ranking 'saint' to a 'coward' or even a 'traitor' that everyone shouts and beats.

"The eyes and spittle of the believers of the Rat God who respected and loved you so much in the past will turn into cold blades and stab you full of holes.

"No matter whether the horned legion can keep its vitality, your perfect image as a saint will be smeared with heavy stains, and you will be degraded from 'the spokesperson of the horned rat god walking in Turanze' to a person who uses all the rat people Dignity, interests and glory, profiteers and even spies who go to bargain.

"Even within the Big Horn Legion, there will be instability in the morale of the army, and you need to use your extremely skillful skills to settle them one by one.

"And after you've exhausted all your troubles, you still have to face the possibility that I'm deceiving you. If you're not careful, not only the Horn Legion and all the Rat People will fall into a doomed end, but you, too. As Turanze's biggest joke, it will be forever nailed to the pillar of shame in history!

"So, if you reject my proposal and still choose to fly to the flame and go your own way, I won't be surprised at all.

"After all, it is easier to die generously than to survive hard.

"But I still want to say it one last time—as the commander of the Great Horn Legion, the leader of thousands of rat people, the only hope for countless hungry old and weak women and children, the future and fate of so many innocent people depend on Between your thoughts.

"As the commander-in-chief, you shouldn't just think about how to lead everyone and make a fool of yourself, only in exchange for the so-called 'incomparably glorious destruction'.

"You should find a way to let as many people as possible live, even if they don't understand it temporarily, live in humiliation, and live until tomorrow is full of hope and turning point!"

Meng Chao originally lowered his voice, earnestly speaking.

But as he spoke, his emotions became agitated.

When he said the last few words, he almost condensed the blood gushing from the depths of his throat into a hot bullet, piercing the heart of the ancient dream saint.

Ancient Dream Saintess remained silent.

But the spikes covering the armor gradually shortened and became smaller like melting ice cones.

This shows that her subconscious hostility and distrust are slowly fading away.

She was thinking about Meng Chao's proposal.

"However, how could the Bloodhoof Clan accept the surrender of the Bighorn Legion?"

After a long time, the Holy Maiden of Ancient Dream slowly asked, "You know, on the road to the rise of the Bighorn Legion, the Bloodhoof Clan was the one that suffered the worst from us—whether the serial explosions in Blackhorn City or the many gods In the temple, all the treasures of the Bloodhoof clan that have been enshrined for thousands of years have been looted by us.

"Even if the torrential waters of the Turan River are poured out, I'm afraid they won't be able to extinguish the bloodhoof clan's hatred for the Big Horn Legion. How could they sit down calmly and negotiate with the envoys sent by the Big Horn Legion?"

"For the talks, as long as the leaders of the Bloodhoof Clan have even a shred of reason left in their brains ignited by anger, no matter how much they hate the Bighorn Legion, they will sit down and negotiate with you through gritted teeth."

Meng Chao said confidently, "Indeed, the Big Horn Legion did a lot of damage to the Bloodhoof Clan, and what happened in Blackhorn City will probably not be forgotten until a thousand years later.

"But that's why I suggested that the Bighorn Legion consider the Bloodhoof Clan as the first negotiating target and consider surrendering to the Bloodhoof Clan first."

"What's the meaning?"

The ancient dream saint frowned deeply.

"First of all, the Turan civilization advocates bravery. Only when you have shown enough strength on the battlefield can you be qualified to speak out at the negotiating table."

Meng Chao smiled and said, "And I believe that what the Bighorn Legion did in Blackhorn City has already left an extremely deep impression on the Bloodhoof Clan.

"The current Bloodhoof warriors may hate you, loathe you, and wish they could skin you and eat you alive, but they never dare to despise you anymore, because despising you is despising themselves, right?"

The ancient dream saint pondered for a long time, and had to admit that Meng Chao was right.

"Secondly, it is precisely because the Big Horn Legion turned Blackhorn City upside down, which severely damaged the Bloodhoof Clan's vitality. According to the normal development of the situation, they basically withdrew from the competition for the throne of Turanze's highest power ahead of time. Anyone is more likely to take over the olive branch extended by the Bighorn Legion."

Meng Chao continued, "In the past 3,000 years of war history in Turanze, the Bloodhoof Clan has been subordinate to the Gold Clan for more than 2,000 years, and has secured its position as the 'second child in a thousand years'.

"However, this battle of glory will be unprecedentedly long and important.

"If the Bloodhoof Clan is obedient to the Gold Clan in the next 30 to 50 years of glory battle, I am afraid that it will never be possible to get rid of their subordinate status.

"The problem is, the Bloodhoof clan, which was the first to experience the amazing fighting power of the Ratmen warriors in the 'Big Horn Rebellion', almost lost their battle against the Golden Clan on the frontal battlefield after the 'Blackhorn City explosion'. Ability.

"If you were the leader of the Bloodhoof Clan, how would you make a choice to get rid of the 'Millennium Number Two' hat?"

The ancient dream saint's mind turned and she fell into deep thought.

"Of course I can't guarantee the choice of the Bloodhoof Clan, but I do know that when a large number of Ratmen escaped from the territory of the Bloodhoof Clan and ran to the territory of the Golden Clan to join the Bighorn Legion, the elite warriors of the Bloodhoof Clan armed to the teeth The regiment did not intercept it sincerely, but let it go and even consciously drove a large number of rat people into the Golden Clan's territory."

Meng Chao said, "It's really weird. It stands to reason that many of these fleeing rat people have personally experienced the 'Big Bang in Black Pointe City'. Maybe after the explosion, in the chaotic Black Pointe City, they even personally Having tarnished the glory of the Bloodhoof Warriors and stolen the treasures of the Bloodhoof Clan, why didn't the Bloodhoof Warriors think of killing them all and washing away their shame, but sending them out of the country as gifts?

"The reason is very simple, the Bloodhoof clan is playing the trick of 'causing water to the east'.

"In order for the Bighorn Legion to weaken the Golden Clan like the Bloodhoof Clan, even if they just suffered a great humiliation in Blackhorn City, it can be as vague as a sudden amnesia.

"It seems that in the face of the real stakes, the so-called 'dignity of the warrior' or even the 'glory of the ancestral spirit' are things that can be traded anywhere. It seems that they cannot be traded or even sacrosanct, just because the price is not high enough. "

These words once again made the Ancient Dream Saintess look at a loss.

Although she is just a lowly rat people, she grew up in Turanze since she was a child, and she has long been used to the saying that "dignity and glory are paramount".

Every word of Meng Chao was like a dagger as thin as cicada's wings, precisely peeling off the high-sounding coat, exposing the coldest and ugliest truth, which made her feel at a loss for a while, not knowing how to face it, hiding in the The stuff behind "Glory."

"But after all, we are in Blackhorn City, and the Bloodhoof Clan suffered a huge setback. If we accept the surrender of the Big Horn Legion, what face will the Bloodhoof Clan have?" Asked the Holy Maiden of Ancient Dream hesitantly.

"You are wrong here. If you do not accept the surrender of the Big Horn Legion and let the Big Horn Legion be wiped out by the Golden Clan, the Bloodhoof Clan will truly lose face."

Meng Chao said, "Think about it, there is an enemy who killed your family, destroyed your home, trampled you into the dust, and everyone knows it.

"Suddenly one day, while you were sharpening your sword, he was killed by someone else, and you didn't even know who to turn to for revenge.

"Could it be that just because the enemy is dead, even if you get revenge, will your face be very radiant?"