The Earth People are so Fierce

Half of his face was silent.

It seemed to wink in the fog.

Several companions immediately dispersed to the surroundings to check if there were other people waiting behind or hiding beside them.

Naturally, it is impossible for them to find Meng Chao who blends into the darkness perfectly like a shadow, and converges his breathing, heartbeat, and even body temperature to the limit.

After checking around and making sure that no one was following and eavesdropping, half of his face said: "Since they are still alive here, they must have been blessed by the Rat God, then send them to their old place and hide them in the hope that the Rat God will give them. Our secret medicine can save their lives."

Several companions nodded one after another.

One of them said angrily: "The'Black Paw' is too much. In the past three days alone, he has killed twelve rat people alive. The lives of our rat people are in front of him, and I am afraid it is even more inferior than real mice. !

"One day, I will tie him to a mandala tree and let him taste the taste of his flesh and blood being torn off by a whip with thorns, one whip and one whip, until the bone frame is completely exposed. !"

"There will be this day."

Half of his face said, "Be patient, my friends, the day you are looking forward to is not far away. It will not be long before the bighorn rat **** will perform miracles in Pointe Noire, and the demons who bully the rat people will also get The punishment they deserve!"

As soon as this statement came out, several companions were all excited.

"Half face, have you brought good news?"

A companion couldn't wait to ask, "How is the situation in the city?"

"Very good, not only most of the rat slave laborers in the foundry area, they are all ready to welcome the arrival of the bighorn rat **** at any time, there are also casinos, markets, taverns, mines, vegetable markets, totem animal farms... Almost all the rat people in the city are eagerly looking forward to the incredible miracle."

Half of his face paused, and then said, "Even the rat civic servants in the major arena, most of them fell into the arms of the big horned rat god. Once the miracle really comes, they will definitely support us. !"

"is it?"

A companion expressed suspicion, "However, I heard that the servants have a much more comfortable life than our slave laborers, and as long as they work for their masters and fight desperately, they may get the master’s blood and become A member of the bloodhoof clan.

"Can they really believe in the Big Horn Mouse God and support our righteous deeds?"

"Not all servants have the hope of becoming a clan warrior."

Half of the face explained to the companions, "The rat militiamen in the arena, although they eat much better than us rat militia slave workers, but the severe training and fighting, the casualty rate is only higher than ours.

"I won't talk about the dead. Even if they were lucky enough to survive on the arena, they would most likely be swept by the clan warrior's sword and light sword shadow, turning them into crippled arms and legs.

"Such a disability can still be used as a handyman, but in the Glory Era, when the entire Bloodhoof clan is about to expedite, they can only be incorporated into the queue of slaves and cannot escape the fate of being cannon fodder.

"One hundred servants have gone through dozens of desperate and **** battles, and if one survives and becomes a clan warrior, even if you are lucky.

"For the remaining ninety-nine servants, the same is undoubtedly mortal. Compared to dying for the master and the Bloodhoof clan, isn't it more glorious to sacrifice vigorously for the rat people's own clan?"

"Half of the face makes sense."

Another older voice said, "The biggest question now is whether the Big Horned Rat God can show enough shocking miracles.

"As long as the great rat **** can really shake the entire city of Pointe-Noire, from the quarry to the arena, from the casino to the tavern, from the city of Pointe-Noire to Chijin City, there are thousands of rat people in Turanze. , Will definitely join our ranks and form the'Great Horn Legion' that makes the five clans' armies frightened!"

"But, when are we going to wait?"

At first, the one who was a little young and anxious, said that he would “black claws” one whip followed by another whip, and drew alive into a skeleton voice, “When will the miracle come? You know, the'game of the brave' is not. It will last too long. When the game is over, it means that the major families have arranged their seats and they will form the bloodhoof army.

"At that time, most of the rat people will be incorporated into the army as slave soldiers, slave soldiers, and slave laborers, and will be directly commanded by the clan warriors.

"At that time, if you want to resist, it won't be so easy!"

"Don't be impatient, my friend, the Great Horned Rat has its own arrangements."

Half of his face raised his voice slightly, "Since we bear the humiliating reputation on our backs, we rat people have endured silently for ten thousand years. Ten thousand years of suffering have gathered into magma that is enough to burn everything. All rat people can feel the magma. Heat, can't you even endure the last few days?

"In the past ten palm years of the prosperity era, the number of rat people is more than ten times more than when it was the highest thousands of years ago. This is the gradual awakening of the big horn rat god, giving us the most powerful force.

"Now, the era of glory belonging to the rat people has begun, and miracles are brewing silently above the dark clouds in the sky. You can endure for a few more days at most. The thunder that represents the verdict will come to those who insult us, squeeze us, bully us, and kill. On our guy's head.

"And all you have to do is to continue to pray wholeheartedly in the last few days to make sure that when the miracle does come, you have enough courage to speak to the tauren, boar, elephant and centaur. , Swinging out angry fists and sharp sabers!"

"of course!"

"With the blessing of the big horn rat god, we are not afraid of those tauren and boar people!"

"They have their ancestor spirits, we have our ancestor spirits, and the Great Horned Rat God is the most powerful ancestral spirit!"

Encouraged by half of the face, all the rat people slave workers became excited.

But they seemed to be a little too excited. By the side of the stinking Thousand Corpse Pit, no clan warriors would appear. Their voices were getting louder and louder, and they barely waved their fists, shouting "Long live the Great Horned Rat God, No. Slogans like "Long live the Six Clans".

Meng Chao's face was full of black lines at the side.

He can understand the eagerness of the suffering rat people and their desire to control their own destiny.

But don't be so blatant, okay, you know, you are doing rebellious activities, you want to behead!

Of course, for the protesters of the clan era, especially driven by fanatical beliefs, they can gather together. Those who have the courage to rise up, expect them to be like members of a secret organization in a modern war environment, with a strict system and well-trained. , Is always full of vigilance and sense of confidentiality, which is too difficult for others.

Anyway, Meng Chao remembered that most of the ancient rebels on the earth were similar to the rat people in front of him, bold and reckless, and before the government noticed, he often shouted to the world.

In a nutshell, it means death.

"No wonder the'Rat People's Rebellion' in the previous life will spin and disappear, and the'Jackal' Kanus will pick the fruit!"

Meng Chao murmured to himself, "It's an organization with all sides, a plan full of loopholes."

When the previous Dragon City civilization and the Turan civilization came into contact, the latter was already in control of the "Jackal" Kanus.

A ghost assassin at the executive level like Meng Chao can get in touch with information about the "Mouse People's Rebellion", which is nothing more than a few lines of words.

He neither knew the true face of the Big Horned Rat God, nor did he know whether the miracle that was about to shake the entire Black Pointe had come.

But there should be no high probability, right?

At least it did not have the effect expected by the opponents such as half the face.

Did not get the whole piece of Turanze, the whole rat people's response.

Otherwise, the Rat People's Rebels would not be so easy and would be suppressed by Kanus's wolf clan army.

Meng Chao felt that he should push these protesters a little.

Remind them not to be so high-profile, nor to overturn an old world, think so easily.

This is not only due to the simple sense of justice of hoeing the strong and supporting the weak.

It was also because Meng Chao suddenly thought that if the "Mouse People Rebellion" could last longer than the previous life, it might change the direction of the war in another world.

"If the scale of the rat people's rebellion can be several times larger than the previous life, and the duration is also longer for a year and a half, does it mean that the Turan civilization will not be so easy to complete the integration of internal forces, and to the whole Holy Has the light camp blatantly went to war?"

Meng Chao wondered, "And when the Holy Light camp received the news that Turanze was overwhelmed by civil strife, would it shift its strategic focus from the Eastern Front to the Western Front, from the high-level orcs, to the ancient tomb princes and abyssal demons. What about the clan?

"On the surface, civil strife may significantly weaken the overall strength of Turan civilization.

"However, it is possible for the Turan civilization and the Dragon City civilization hiding behind the Turan civilization to win a valuable strategic buffer period and make the Western Front the main battlefield of the alien war, while the seemingly peaceful Eastern Front is full of The opportunity to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the fire.

"As for the possibility of the Holy Light camp taking advantage of the Turan civilization civil strife, preemptive strikes and massive invasion...

"It shouldn't exist, right?

"Because now the mandala trees are all blooming, not even half of the fruit bears. Except for a large number of high-ranking orcs full of anger and hungry, the entire Tulanze doesn't have much use of the techniques of the Middle Ages. , Resources that can be used efficiently.

"War and trading are the same principle. It must always be profitable. Unless, like the otherworld wars in the previous life, both sides fight for real fire, the battle of the country is annihilated, and a large number of elite orcs and dragons Together with the iron torrents of the city's civilization, the entire army was annihilated in the Land of Holy Light, resulting in an extremely empty back line.

"Otherwise, no one can bear to plunge into Turanze, into the mouth of countless high-level orcs, right?"