Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

And the Gladiator himself wasn't the biggest problem.

In terms of fighting alone, Ice Storm is not afraid of any opponent.

The problem is the servants.

The servants on Ice Storm's side were improvised in just five days.

A challenger from a wealthy family, but his servants have been raised by the family for many years, well-trained and skilled in combat.

——In Turan language, rat people are also divided into "wild mice" and "house mice".

Like Ye Zi, who lives in a small mountain village far away from Blackhorn City. Although it is a remote village, it is far away from the emperor. It is not directly managed by the clan lords. Usually, as long as they pay enough mandala fruits to serve as "blood tax", They will be able to live a free life, and the City of Noire will not care about their life or death.

However, Black Point City is after all a splendid city with millions of people.

To maintain the daily operation of such a city, countless workers, handymen and slaves are bound to be needed.

A lot of dirty and tiring jobs that don't help to improve the combat effectiveness, it is impossible for the gentlemen with the blood of glory to do it by themselves.

Therefore, there are several times more rat people than clan warriors living in Blackhorn City.

Living under the eyes of the old men, of course they all have their own masters.

This is considered a "house mouse".

Many military nobles keep ten times more "house mice" than their masters.

In addition to serving as handymen, they will also be trained as servants to serve as minions of their masters.

Many house mice have been passed down from generation to generation, and have served a certain master all the way since hundreds of years ago.

They are loyal to their masters, and they have won the trust of their masters.

Although it was impossible for the clan warriors to devote themselves as much as Meng Chao did, he taught the "house mouse servants" how to use force and fighting skills.

But these "house mice" have followed their master all year round, and under the influence of their ears and eyes, they must be able to learn more than a young man like Ye Zi who grew up in the depths of the wilderness.

Besides, the "house mouse" eats better than the "wild mouse".

Just the leftovers that leaked from the master's fingers, the bones of the totem beast, etc., contained more spiritual energy than hundreds of mandala fruits.

The key is to cooperate.

Many of the house mouse servants who follow the same master are friends who have played since childhood.

The cooperation between each other is of course much tacit than the "wild rats" who only met ten and a half months ago and formed a team five days ago, like Meng Chao, Ye Zi, and Spider.

"It must be Kasava's fault, he just doesn't want to see me win even one victory!"

Icestorm is furious.

But there is no way, the so-called gladiatorial fighting, in the Turan civilization, was originally a recreational activity for the whole people.

The audience is not just the audience.

As long as the blood is surging and the madness is on the rise, anyone can end and challenge the gladiators.

The rest of the spectators simply applaud the challenger's bravery and gleefully take part in a new round of betting.

I will never care, what conspiracy and tricks are in it.

And for the young and energetic challenger of the Ironhide family, the Ice Storm is also the best opponent.

Because the battle between the five clans is about to begin.

At this juncture, all the noble children who are not well-known must find ways to become famous.

With a high enough reputation, the family can logically hand over more servants to him.

Warriors from other ethnic groups will also be convinced by him and willingly obey his orders.

Defeating the strong in the arena is naturally the best way to become famous.

As the trump card of the Bloodskull Arena, Ice Storm has a loud enough reputation.

She is not good at commanding, and she seems to be a "soft persimmon" who is easy to lose in team battles.

Even this noble boy from the Iron Skin family is not as powerful as Ice Storm.

But as long as he can withstand a round of stormy attacks from the ice storm, let his well-trained and well-coordinated "house mouse servants" defeat the loose "wild mouse servants" who seem to be a mob on the ice storm's side. It will be ruined, and even slaughtered.

Nine times out of ten, the adjudicator would declare the victory of the noble children and the defeat of the ice storm.

Then, the goal of "fight to fame" has been achieved.

He was even eligible to change his name to something like "The One Who Defeated the Ice Storm" according to the custom of the Turan people.

With a flash of thought, he realized that not only had he been bullied by Kasava, but he had also been used as a stepping stone by a nobleman, how could Ice Storm not be furious and trembling with anger.

Meng Chao's face was still calm.

Even lazily yawned.

No one knows better how terrifying these seemingly ordinary guys are than he, who has personally prepared leaves, spiders and other "rat servants".

He conveyed the news to Ye Zi and others.

Unexpectedly, Ye Zi and the others, including the mature and prudent spider, became agitated.

"It's those 'house mice'!" Ye Zi and the others gritted their teeth, their eyes red.

"Huh?"

Now, it was Meng Chao's turn to be stunned, "What do you have a deep hatred for these 'house mice'? Why do the hairs on the back of your heads stand on end when you hear their names?"

"Of course, these 'house mice' are the worst!"

Ye Zi clenched her fists and said, "All of us who live in villages far away from Blackhorn City don't hate them!"

After Ye Zi's explanation, Meng Chao knew that the conflict between "house mouse" and "wild mouse" had been going on for a long time, and the grievances between the two sides were deep.

In the Prosperous Era, although the "blood tax" was very heavy, clan warriors usually would not directly target the Rat People, and took pleasure in torturing the Rat People.

The rat people were ordered to pay a large amount of blood tax, so that many rat people fell to death and died of exhaustion while picking datura fruits.

Or force the rat people to go to the deep mountains and old forests to attract totem beasts so that the clan lords can hunt.

These are all very normal things.

However, directly torturing the rat people and bullying the weak did not make the clan warriors feel happy.

On the contrary, it is a shame, and it may arouse the dissatisfaction of the ancestors.

In the eyes of the warriors of the clan, the Rat People are little bugs.

In the eyes of the strong, there should be no bugs.

The "house mouse" is different.

The rat people living in Blackhorn City and the rat people living in the backcountry should be of the same kind.

But the rat people in Blackhorn City always feel that they have the scars of the lord's lashes on their bodies, and they can eat the leftovers left by the lords every now and then, so they are superior to others.

They were taught by their masters in Pointe-Noire City, and they had to wait day and night with fear and trepidation. Once they had the opportunity to leave Pointe-Noire City and follow the orders of their masters to perform tasks in the village of "Vole", they would never Let go of any opportunity to indulge your nature and let it go.

If the masters want to confiscate a thousand mandala fruits, they dare to ask for 3,000 or even 5,000. Even after transporting them back to Blackhorn City, they won’t be able to eat half of them. They will feed them to pigs and dogs, and they will rot alive, regardless of theirs. thing.

The master wanted to recruit ten coolies to work in the casting workshop in Blackhorn City, and they dared to ask for thirty coolies from the village. Ken "showed mercy" and reduced the number from thirty to twenty.

When the master went hunting in the mountains, he needed rat people to attract the totem beasts. There was no special requirement at first, and it didn't matter if a few bad old men with all their teeth fell out, they would just die anyway.

These distorted "house mice" insist on the village handing over children under the age of ten, saying that the children's delicate skin and tender flesh can attract the totem beasts out faster.

The so-called "It's easy for Hades, but hard for little ghosts" is the truth.

When it comes to these "house mice" who pretend to be powerful, there is no "wild mouse" who does not want to itch their teeth.

What angered the voles the most was that the massacre of their village had something to do with these "house mice".

——The warriors of the clan lived in Black Point City and other big cities of the clan all the year round, and they were not familiar with the remote environment, nor did they know how many soldiers and coolies could be collected from a small village in a mountain depression.

But the "house mice" who often come to the village to collect taxes and catch pets are very clear about it.

Therefore, when the Datura flowers bloomed and the city of Noire issued the "Great Recruitment Order", these "house mice" acted as pioneers and entered the village to announce the will of the lords to the wild mice.

These guys are usually domineering and arrogant to the extreme.

Carrying the "big call-up order" on his back, he was so arrogant that his nostrils turned to the sky. As soon as he entered the village, he made a fuss, wishing to squeeze the last drop of fat from the bones of the "wild mice".

The unbearable "wild mouse" inevitably clashed with the "house mouse".

The "house mice" who had fled back to the clan warriors, in order to conceal their incompetence, sued them emphatically, claiming that these wild mice were weak and greedy for life and afraid of death, and could not bring any glory to the clan. , will only waste less and less and more and more precious food.

"My village was destroyed by wild boar warriors attracted by the house mice of the 'Iron Family'."

Spider said blankly.

The pupils shrunk into pinpoints, but were faintly reddened.

"Me too!"

"My house too!"

A few more Ratmin servants stood up, their throats hoarse as if they had swallowed a red-hot coal ball.

The ferocious reputation of the wild boar and the iron family can be seen.

Although he is full of deep-rooted hatred for the house mouse and the notorious wild boar warrior.

However, the strength and ferocity of the opponent still made this improvised team of rat people feel tremendous pressure.

No matter the reborn leaf or the experienced hunter spider, their fingertips felt numb and trembling, faintly out of their control.

Meng Chao laughed.

"It is not good?"

He glanced at the twenty-nine "wild mice" including Ye Zi, and said calmly, "To those who bully you, despise you, enslave you, oppress you, kill your relatives, destroy your homeland, To take revenge on you and your children and grandchildren forever—isn’t fighting for such a reason much more enjoyable and exciting than a simple circus?”