Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Make sure that the opponent is about to launch a covert operation nearby.

Meng Chao and Bing Fengfeng quietly followed behind the Wolf King's soldiers.

Although these guys are also experts in lurking and sneak attacking, even when they are flying like lightning, they keep their footprints clean.

But under the full sprint, it is still unavoidable, leaving clues.

Like a weed that has been cut by a sickle, the fracture is neat, and it is falling down.

Tiny burnt marks in the bushes.

There are also hair-thin wolf hairs hanging from the branches and thorns.

All of these, in Meng Chao's eyes, were like shining arrows, guiding them to a long and narrow mountain depression.

"careful!"

Meng Chao pressed Ice Storm's shoulder.

The two of them were like two huge reptiles, crouching motionless in the bushes.

The footsteps of the Wolf King's soldiers meandering all the way, came to an abrupt end here.

The cols and dense forests ahead were silent.

There is only the sound of "rustling" from the mandala tree being blown by the breeze.

The team of the wolf king's soldiers covered in mud seemed to have completely melted into the forest and disappeared without a trace.

However, when Meng Chao poured spiritual energy into his eyes, turned on his extraordinary vision, and raised his infrared remote sensing ability to the limit, he launched a 360-degree all-round scan in front of him.

But beneath the tangled root system of a datura tree.

Behind a rock covered in moss that seems to have been untouched for hundreds of years.

Inside a group of thorny thorns like a hedgehog.

Several groups of human figures with subtle differences in temperature and surrounding environment were scanned.

In fact, the latent ability of these wolf king's soldiers has already been called perfect.

Their bodies are not only covered with weeds, shrubs, thorns, mud, and even a thin layer of rock shell that is fake and real.

It also lowers the body temperature around the body to thirteen to fifteen degrees by controlling the blood flow rate and interfering with cell activity.

The gap with the surrounding environment is at most within two or three degrees.

If it were someone else, nine out of ten would be deceived.

But in the eyes of Meng Chao, a veteran ghost assassin who is proficient in "The Walking Dead" and "The Way of Sting".

This kind of camouflage is not much different from wearing colorful macaw feathers and dancing in the dense forest.

"One, two, three, there are still four hidden in the swamp over there... The whole team of Wolf King's soldiers are all deployed within more than a hundred meters before and after this narrow and long mountain depression, and they are divided into three attack units in total. Like three sharp blades, they can cut the team passing through the col into four sections at any time.

"Judging from the distance between the attack units, the number of targets they want to ambush will not be too many, and it must not be the remnants of the Big Horn Legion.

"Furthermore, among the remnants of the Big Horn Legion, the elite who had the ability to command and the will to resist have all been taken away by the red bears and mountain dogs, and have fled south for hundreds of miles.

"The remaining defeated soldiers are not worthy of the Wolf King's own soldiers.

"So, who is their target?"

Before Meng Chao could change his mind, he figured out what happened.

"Tap Tat Tat!"

From the entrance to the north of the col, there are two teams, one in front and one in the back, chasing each other and fleeing at a gallop.

The team in front is about a dozen or so cavalry.

The knights in heavy armor are indeed extremely majestic, and everyone is surrounded by strong blood and fighting spirit, as if there are afterimages of fierce beasts with teeth and claws floating above their heads.

And the mounts on their crotch were several times larger than the wolf cavalry used to drive, and they had extremely sharp horns and fangs, like a combination of a reindeer and a lion.

Although there are only a dozen or so riders, they are still fleeing.

They still blasted out the momentum of thousands of troops and horses galloping vertically and horizontally.

Even Meng Chao saw it from a distance, and his eyeballs felt like needle pricks.

In a daze, it seemed to see a dozen heavy infantry fighting vehicles rumbling forward.

However, after careful observation, it can be found that the actual condition of these domineering knights is not as good as their soaring fighting spirit.

Of the dozen or so knights, almost all of them were injured.

Not only the original precision and solid armor was blasted to pieces, exposing the bloody flesh and even the miserable broken bones.

Many people's vital points are also embedded with swords, guns, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, all kinds of daunting heavy weapons.

Meng Chao even saw a huge thick-backed ax deeply embedded in the left shoulder of a knight, cutting off the entire left shoulder blade, causing his head to turn to the right, as if he was holding a strange weapon. lantern.

As the mount galloped, the handle of the ax trembled on his shoulder, the blood drenched the hair of himself and the cavalry under his crotch, and he had no time to pull out the battle ax—judging from the severity of the injury, perhaps It is also difficult to pull out, because nine times out of ten, the blade of the axe has already hurt the heart. The consequence of pulling it out rashly is that the last blood will spurt out along the opening of the heart. Even with the treatment of the totem armor, it may not be possible. Can continue to run like lightning, let alone fight with the pursuers behind him again, and die together.

Close behind this exhausted and dead-end line, there were about twice as many pursuers as they.

The armors of more than 30 chasing soldiers were also covered with shocking traces left over from the Panchang War. Many people's limbs were also covered with broken sharp blades, like steel hedgehogs, accompanied by Violent turbulence, thick blood oozes out continuously.

But overall, their situation is much better than that of the fugitives ahead.

Coupled with the advantage in numbers, they are full of confidence in exchanging injuries for lives, exchanging pieces with each other, and continuously increasing their winning rate.

The pace of catching up is getting faster and faster.

And the mounts on their crotch, although not as exaggerated as those of the fugitives, are as exaggerated as the combination of a lion and a reindeer.

But it looks like a horse with the characteristics of a tiger, or a tiger with the galloping and sprinting abilities of a war horse.

On the golden hair, there are black and shiny markings, like flaming whips, constantly lashing the air, and sending out bursts of false roars, which continue to torment the hearts of the fugitives and bystanders.

"It's... the Lion Clan and the Tiger Clan!"

Ice Storm's eyes widened.

The crotch of the fugitive and the pursuer, the iconic mounts, made her recognize the identities of both parties at a glance.

Subconsciously glanced at Meng Chao, his eyes were full of shock, as if saying, "You guessed it again!"

Meng Chao was expressionless, as calm as if he had scored 100 points in an open-book exam with the standard answers.

He gestured to Ice Storm to lower its temperature a little bit, so that it could seamlessly blend into the surrounding environment, so that the wolves, tigers and leopards below would not see its flaws.

Afterwards, the sound wave was concentrated into a sound ray thinner than a wolf hair, and injected deep into the ear canal of the ice storm:

"Of course it's the lion clan and the tiger clan, moreover, nine out of ten are the big men of the lion and tiger clans, so it's worthy of the most elite wolf king's soldiers around Kanus the Jackal to set up an ambush here.

"The appearance of these big figures means that unexpected changes must have taken place in Chijin City.

"For the specific details, it is best to capture a lion or tiger alive and torture them carefully to find out.

"But our activities in the past few days have become quite frequent, which has attracted the attention of Kanus the Jackal.

"So, don't rush to act, pay attention to observation, it is best to identify the identity of the big man among the pursuers and fugitives, and by the way, see clearly the intentions of the Wolf King's soldiers!"

In the past few days, Meng Chao and Ice Storm took advantage of the chaos to grab a lot of "tongues".

They are all middle- and lower-level officers of the wolf cavalry, who are above ten captains.

From their mouths, a lot of information was pried out.

Including the recruitment and reorganization progress of the remnants of the Bighorn Legion, as well as the movements of the red bears and mountain dogs who persisted in resisting.

However, with the disappearance of a large number of middle and lower-level officers.

"Jackal" Kanus also developed extremely keen vigilance.

Since last night, several dragnet searches have been launched, causing Meng Chao and Ice Storm a lot of trouble.

The three groups of men and horses in front of them, no matter the lion tribe desperately fleeing, or the tiger tribe chasing after them, or the wolf king's soldiers lurking on both sides of the mountain, with secretive movements and ulterior motives.

They are all masters who are equipped with a large number of totem armors, and the magnetic field of life is as strong as a raging flame.

Even if Meng Chao and Ice Storm were not afraid to fight alone with one or a few of them.

After all, the other party has a large number of people and is menacing.

It's better to lie dormant for a while and see the direction of the wind clearly.

It's too late, but it's fast.

Just when the Lion Clan team was about to rush through the ambush position of the Wolf King's personal soldiers.

In the middle of the team, a burly man wearing a golden cloak who looked like an iron tower was under his crotch. His mount finally couldn't support him, and he wailed and fell to the ground.

This strong man's figure was extremely muscular, even the loose and elastic cloak could hardly cover his explosive muscles.

It seems that a strong man who is only slightly smaller than the elephant warrior by the last round will not be much lighter than the elephant warrior who can easily weigh several tons.

Even though the mount under his crotch is as mighty and majestic as a biochemical infantry chariot modulated by genetic technology.

He still couldn't support the long journey of at least dozens of miles, always pushing the speed to the limit, and silently bearing the terrifying impact of the master behind him.

Not to mention that this strong man and his mount are so eye-catching, they are naturally the number one target of the pursuers.

Both the strong man and the mount are covered with barbed arrows and spiked spears.

Every time it bumps up and down, it's like being bitten by these small metal beaks full of fine teeth.

What's more terrible is that behind the strong man, on the left side of the spine, there is a long spear engraved with ornate runes that is still shining.

This spear, as elegant and magnificent as a glass work of art, directly pierced through the thick chest of the strong man, which was as thick as a city gate. With a dangerous gap, it touched his heart and protruded from his chest.

On the spear, the spiritual energy surged, condensing into bunches of electric arcs and sparks, which constantly stimulated the heart and spine of the strong man, making him unable to control his own life magnetic field. Too much unnecessary pressure is being applied.