Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane! Chapter 1122: Upcoming Rise

Chapter 1122: Upcoming Rise

This was a conclusion that sounded earth-shattering at first, but when one thought about it carefully, it was extremely absurd.

Therefore, as soon as Ice Storm uttered it, before Meng Chao could react, she took the initiative to frown and shake her head. "It can't be. This is too... It's asking for trouble!"

It was not that the rulers of the five great clans would not use such a cruel method to select their servants.

If necessary, no matter how cruel the method was, the high and mighty warriors would not hesitate to carry it out.

The problem was that there was no need to make things so complicated.

In fact, the main purpose of the so-called "Five clans'War"was not only to select the war chief and fight for the highest authority to command the Tulan Army, but also to select the rat people during the actual combat exercises, it was to save as much food as possible and save as much as possible.

Although in the pa.s.sionate and soul-stirring war epic, the glorious warriors of the five clans -- gold, Blood Hoof, dark moon, lightning, and divine tree -- had to do their best in the "Five races'War".., they had to be fearless and beat each other's brains out in order to please the ancestral spirits.

However, the warriors of Tulan were all 'high-level orcs'after all.

The difference between 'high-level'and 'low-level'was probably that the former had mastered all the skills that could be said and done.

Even the most irascible wild boar warriors would not do such a stupid thing as killing their own people without even touching a single hair of the human race of the Holy Light.

At least for the past 3,000 years, in every 'War of the five clans', the rat folk soldiers under the subordinates of the major clans would take the lead and use their own flesh and blood to make chess pieces for the masters to strategize and compete with each other.

When the cannon fodder was almost exhausted and the atmosphere was right, it was not that the masters could not go on stage in person and compete with the n.o.bles on the opposite side through a series of ritualistic procedures.

Such a compet.i.tion naturally had a certain degree of danger.

Every time the five clans competed, a portion of the clan warriors would lose their lives on the spot.

It was just like the game of the brave that was carried out within each clan.

However, compared to the pile of rat civilian soldiers that had piled up into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the death rate of the clan warriors would definitely not exceed one percent of the former.

Basically, it was the cannon fodder who fought with all their might until the last drop of their blood and their last breath.

The Masters would put friends.h.i.+p first, compet.i.tion second, and compare their strengths and weaknesses.

After a large number of rat civil servant soldiers were killed or injured, the scale of the cannon fodder army would naturally be greatly reduced.

However, this would not harm the combat strength of the cannon fodder.

This was because reducing the scale would reduce the burden of food consumption and logistics supply lines. At the same time, using the threat of death to squeeze out a portion of the potential of the rat civil servant soldiers would instead stimulate the ferocity and combat strength of the cannon fodder, only by turning them into ferocious beasts of war could they charge into the land of Holy Light without fear of death and kill or be killed wantonly.

This was the tacit understanding that had been formed since the era of the great extermination order.

It was precisely because of this tacit understanding that the gold clan had gained the dominance for more than two thousand years in the past three thousand years, becoming the number one clan without a doubt.

Ice Storm did not think that the golden clan had any need to use such a complicated method with great side effects to break the hard-won tacit understanding that Meng Chao had mentioned.

After all, she had been paying attention to the news of the golden clan ever since she had gone deep into Tulanze.

From the words of the escaping warriors and merchants, she had not heard of any major events that had happened to the golden clan during the last prosperous era.

Logically speaking, the gold clan, which had the advantage of having a strong army, should not be the one who was in a hurry to change the rules of the game.

If it was the b.l.o.o.d.y Hoof clan, which was the 'second in a Thousand Years', who was unwilling to be the underdog again and wanted to win by surprise, then there was still a small possibility.

No, this was also impossible.

Regardless of whether it was the gold clan or the b.l.o.o.d.y hoof clan, they were more ferocious than cunning.

Icestorm always felt that this plot was too complicated, too dangerous, and required too much patience and precision. It did not seem like the style of the gold clan or the b.l.o.o.d.y hoof clan.

It was more like the sneaky serpent-men and lizard-men of the Dark Moon clan.

However, the Dark Moon clan could not possibly create so many tricks between the b.l.o.o.d.y hoof clan and the Gold clan.

Icestorm threw this suspicion at Meng Chao.

Meng Chao Shrugged.

"Indeed. The ruler of the Gold clan doesn't seem to need to take off his pants and fart. In any case, according to the rules of the game, the chief of this war is most likely a lion or a tigerman."

Meng Chao said, "However, apart from the lion and Tigermen, is there no other... ambitious person in the Gold Clan?"

His gaze gave ice storm the feeling that he had seen through everything.

Ice Storm raised his eyebrows and could not help but ask Meng Chao if he had already guessed the ident.i.ty of the mastermind.

Meng Chao grinned.

He did not "Guess"it.

Instead, he "Saw"it directly through the memory fragments from his previous life.

To be honest, he did not feel that he had the ability to pick out the details.

However, it was always easier to know the correct answer in advance and deduce the solution based on the correct answer.

Zhuge Liang was a hundred times better than the real Zhuge Liang.

In the depths of Meng Chao's brain, everything that happened after he came to Tu Lanze was like pieces of broken but s.h.i.+ny pieces.

It was like a flash of memory from his previous life. Bits and pieces of information were perfectly pieced together.

Gradually, they formed a complicated but clear puzzle.

The content of the puzzle was the path to the rise of the ambitious man who was called the "Doomsday Wolf"by the trembling voice of the entire foreign world in the near future.

Meng Chao felt that he had vaguely touched the origin of the "Corpse-eating dog, Jackal, Wilderness Wolf, Netherworld wolf, Doomsday Wolf".

Now, there were only two questions left.

First, how would the Great Horn Army complete its destruction and rebirth.

Second, when, where, and in what manner should he ruthlessly insert himself into the scheme of the "Jackal"ka.n.u.s.

Only then could he change the future and bring the greatest hope to himself, Dragon City, and of course, to the ordinary mouse people, including leaf.

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The victory of the siege did not buy much time for the mouse soldiers to rest and recuperate.

After all, one more day of rest and recuperation meant one more day of food consumption.

With the Great Horn Army's reserves, they could not support so many mouse people, and their daily consumption was like a bottomless pit.

It was better to drive them to the battlefield early and let the Grim Reaper solve their food problem.

The rat soldiers did not even have a good night's sleep. At the darkest time before dawn, they were forcefully awakened by the officers. They grabbed the knotted leather ropes and formed small teams, marching in the darkness.

Even with yesterday's victory at the bottom.

They once again witnessed the supreme power of the Rat G.o.d in their dreams.

The rat soldiers still complained.

From time to time, someone would fall behind in the darkness.

In fact, the entire team was led into the ditch by the soldiers at the front, and they were separated from the main team.

Meng Chao and ice storm continued to carry out their strategy. They did not fall behind, nor did they want to attract attention. They kept up with the pace of the team.

After a few moments of rapid marching, when the rising sun lit up the morning glow and dyed the entire world red, they still maintained their formation and followed the officers and priests. Only one or two-tenths of the rat soldiers were left heading in the right direction.

Naturally, they were the strongest, most tenacious, and the most obedient of the rabble who only knew how to wave flags and shout and waste food.

This proved Meng Chao's judgement.

The Great Horn Army's recent strategy was to screen out the true experts of the rat tribe and get rid of those burdens.

Before dawn, they walked to the sky under the scorching sun in one breath. This exhausted team that was about to collapse finally saw the rat G.o.d skeleton flag fluttering in the wind in a valley.

They also drank the thick meat soup mixed with large chunks of beast flesh and the entire mandala fruit that they had not drunk for a long time.

Apart from that, there were two other pieces of news that followed.

One bad news.

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

The bad news was that the rat people's misdeeds in the southern part of the territory of the Gold clan had finally deeply angered the strongest clan of the Tulan civilization.

Of course, in the past thousands of years, the lion men and Tigermen who took turns to control the highest power of the Tulan civilization would not go so far as to condescend and personally deal with a few rats that did not know the immensity of Heaven and earth.

However, several battle groups from the Wolf Clan had already moved out from the vicinity of Red Gold City. They were about to spread out their sharpest claws and teeth to tear the great horn army into pieces.

Although in the ten thousand years of history of the Tulan civilization, the individual combat strength of the Wolf clan was never as strong as that of the lion men and Tigermen.

However, the degree of cruelty and bloodthirstiness was no less than that.

Moreover, the werewolves'reproductive ability was extremely strong.

The werewolves were one of the most numerous tribes in the gold clan.

When necessary, the 'Wolf Pack'had the chance to completely devour the 'Rat Tide'.

Even though the great horn army was said to have received the blessing of the Rat G.o.d.

In the past ten days and half a month, they had continuously conquered cities and conquered lands, triumphantly singing songs of victory. It had also caused some of the rat soldiers who were abnormally confident to have the illusion that the clan warriors were nothing more than this.

However, when the heavy army group formed by the totem warriors really showed their most ferocious side and pounced towards them with murderous intent.

All the rat tribe warriors still subconsciously felt that their hearts had been ruthlessly pinched by the wolf claws, causing them to be in so much pain that they could not breathe.

Before the team that Meng Chao was in arrived at the valley camp, this bone-chilling news had already lingered here for several days.

All the rat soldiers stationed there were covered in gloomy clouds and mist. The atmosphere was indescribably mysterious.

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

An extremely dramatic scene appeared.

A heavily wounded soldier whose armor was embedded with Wolf Fang Arrows was extremely excited. He looked like a knight who was about to burst into flames as he delivered a thunderbolt-like report of victory.

Just last night, the main force of the Great Horn Army ambushed the Howling Legion that belonged to the Wolf clan in the valley of the vengeful souls. After a fierce battle in the middle of the night, they had achieved a complete victory!