Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

This is not a perfect solution.

But if he wanted to carry as many golden fruits, totem beast flesh and blood, cores, secret medicines, and totem armor fragments as possible to escape from Blackhorn City, he had to think of the best plan in a hurry.

With the expansion of the team size, Ice Storm is bound to get a lot of supplies and vehicles.

High-level orcs have unique secret recipes that are more effective than Dragon City people in the field of domesticating ordinary beasts and totem beasts.

In particular, the steers and pack horses of the Bloodhoof Clan are the best in the entire Turanze, and even in the entire other world.

If you can take away the entire convoy, no, as long as you can take away a small half.

You don't have to worry about the cultivation resources for the next period of time.

Meng Chao nodded.

If the ice storm's plan could be realized, it solved his biggest worry.

Now, he only cares about: "So, what about the servants?"

"You mean the leaves and the others?"

Ice Storm said, "I admit that you trained the first batch of servants very well, especially Ye Zi, he has an extremely rare talent, as long as you add a little luck, it is very possible to complete the transformation from rat people to servants." Soldiers, from servants to samurai, from samurai to general's counterattack.

"Actually, I also like this smart and ruthless little guy very much.

"However, it's a pity that the road I'm going to take is too difficult, and I can't take him with me—if I take him with me, it will only kill him.

"But you don't have to worry about the way out of these servants.

"The two team battles just past have proved their strength, in the eyes of any commander, they are the best fighters.

"After we leave, there will be many clan warriors scrambling to recruit these servants, and they won't be easily turned into cannon fodder."

Meng Chao nodded.

He is confident in the fighting skills he taught the leaves and others.

Letting such an elite force serve as cannon fodder is absolutely reckless.

I believe that no clan warrior would be so stupid.

But he is still very worried: "Even if they are not cannon fodder, they will be involved in the bloody vortex of the 'Battle of Glory'. In all likelihood, they will die in a protracted and meaningless war without a place to die!"

"Which of us is not, a mysterious friend from afar, who of us is not involuntarily in the bloody whirlpool, and may die without a place to die at any time?"

The ice storm suddenly changed from her usual indifference and fierceness, her frozen eyes were cracked, revealing a hint of helplessness, she smiled wryly, "Whether it's rat people or warriors, whether chiefs or priests, whether it's from Turanze or Holy Land of Light, perhaps, in this damn world, death is our destiny."

"Fate..."

Meng Chao muttered to himself.

Fierce flames burst out from his eyes.

In an instant, the flame was torn to pieces by him, turning into flying stars.

...

As soon as this bloody dawn came, all kinds of gossip spread quickly in every corner of the entire city of Noire along the noisy streets and crowded taverns.

All kinds of vivid, embellished and even absurd rumors finally converged into two syllables that seemed to possess magical power:

"For the brave, the game!"

More than two hundred years have passed since the last "James of the Brave" of the Bloodhoof Clan.

No clan warrior has ever experienced such a carnival.

But they have all heard how the heroes of the past came to prominence through "Jumanji" in the battle songs, epics and stories passed down by the family for generations.

Many people's totem armors even store the thrilling and passionate scenes of the previous or previous owner participating in the "Game of the Brave".

When these two syllables sounded, the great pleasure of using the whole city as an arena, every street and every tavern as an arena, galloping horizontally and horizontally under the eyes of everyone, and letting your name resound through the sky, was hijacked immediately It destroyed the central nervous system of these totem warriors, and flooded the entire cerebral cortex.

"Are you really going to play 'Game of the Brave'?"

"It's true, I saw the leaders of dozens of families and settlements gathered together to discuss!"

"The prosperous era of ten palm years is really too long. I don't know which powerful people have emerged in Black Point City and the local area. It is time to play a 'game of the brave'. Let us see the new generation Knowing what the strong man looks like, you know whose orders you should obey in a war!"

"Our chance has come!"

Regardless of the tauren, wild boar, elephant or centaur, all the bloodhoof warriors are gearing up and looking forward to it.

Arrived this afternoon.

In the hundreds of temples in the east, west, north, south, and north of Blackhorn City, colorful smoke was ignited at the same time.

It is said to be "Wolf Smoke", but in fact it is not only made of the feces of wolves, tigers and leopards, but also the feces of dozens of totem beasts, mixed with a large amount of secret medicine and ore powder.

The smoke that was produced rose into the sky first, and then slowly fell like a thin layer of mist, covering the entire Blackhorn City.

All the warriors of the clan who inhaled the wolf smoke.

All of them felt the blood rush, the spirit was excited, and all kinds of desires and desires for glory were several times stronger than usual.

But the perception of fatigue and pain gradually became numb.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

When the wolf smoke gradually spread to the whole city, hundreds of thousands of clan warriors inhaled the wolf smoke, and at the same time, the low and long war drums sounded from hundreds of temples.

The sound of war drums is like the ancient hearts of the ancestors.

But in the chests of the latest generation of samurai, it jumped up vigorously.

Now, everyone can finally confirm that "Game of the Brave" has begun.

The rat people living in Blackcorner City all run around like a doomsday, hiding deep in the poor streets and alleys, shivering in the dilapidated shacks, or paying homage to the ancestors who have abandoned them in the most pious manner. Begging—let the battle of the clan lords be as far away from them as possible.

Many down-and-out warriors from small and medium-sized families, after admiring several gladiatorial fights, comparing themselves and the gladiators' fighting strength, and after careful consideration, would hide in camps and arenas very wisely.

According to the tradition of "Game of the Brave" in the past, these places are equivalent to "safe areas" and will not be harassed.

But hiding in the safe zone means voluntarily giving up the power to give orders in the battle of glory, and can only be honest and wait for the call of the strong.

More warriors who were unwilling to be unknown all put on their most gorgeous battle robes, swaggered and took to the streets under the farewell of priests wearing huge masks and dancing witch dances, with a gesture that was a hundred times more exciting than usual , Drinking hard alcohol, making loud noises, throwing a lot of money at the gambling table, always ready to meet any challenge.

When the drums of war sounded, Blackhorn City, which had only been silent for a moment, quickly exploded with ten times its energy, turning into a blazing city that never sleeps.

Soon, the first street fight without any rules took place.

"I, the 'Bear Slayer' from Jushi Village, defeated a 'Grey Rock Giant Bear' with my bare hands during the coming-of-age ceremony, pulled out and ate its heart alive!

"Now, I want to challenge this mighty warrior to show my highest respect to him!"

At the crossroads, a strong-backed bull-headed warrior stopped a ferocious wild boar warrior.

"I, the 'Elephant Thrower' from Tieliu Town, my family has domesticated the most violent war elephants for generations. When my arms are only half the thickness of what they are now, I can easily lift and throw an adult war elephant At a distance of more than ten arms, now, on behalf of a family full of glory, I accept the challenge of the 'Bear Slayer', who will witness the glory for us?"

The two warriors shouted violently at the same time, their muscles tensed, and their blood vessels churned like an angry dragon.

"I'm here to witness!"

"I'm here to witness the glory for you!"

"Blackhorn City, the 'Fire Axe' of the Ironhide family, will witness your battle of glory for two warriors with holy blood!"

The onlookers dispersed.

And draw out the weapon, hold it high.

In the roar of "I'm here to witness", the heavy weapons commonly used by high-level orcs, such as battle knives, battle axes, two-handed swords, maces, meteor hammers, etc., were heavily blasted to the ground, surrounded by iron fences. lap.

This circle is the simplest and most sacred arena.

And the "witness" of the onlookers is not just empty words, but they really have to bear part of the responsibility.

For example, two warriors agree on certain bets before a gladiatorial fight.

It was even agreed that the loser must join the winner's battle group and obey the winner's orders.

The witness must ensure that the loser fulfills the agreement.

And when the loser refuses to fulfill the agreement, spread this disgraceful act, making the loser notorious.

Even assist the winners and punish the losers together.

Seems like a thankless job.

But there are really countless Turanian warriors who never tire of it.

And "witnessing glory" is regarded as an important way to please the ancestors so as to receive the blessings of the ancestors.

Soon, under the watchful eyes of more than a dozen witnesses, the battle between the "Bear Slayer" and the "Elephant Thrower" began.

There is no adjudicator, no arena, and there is only a circle of heavy weapons between the fighters and the onlookers. The blood, sweat, and even brains of the fighters will splash on the faces of the onlookers at any time.

The excitement of being close at hand makes up for the lack of combat levels. Although this is not a gorgeous duel between aces, it still makes the onlookers excited and eager to try.

Soon, the "Elephant Thrower" opened his eyes wide, shouted violently, lifted the "Bear Slayer" high, and threw it out of the circle.

Even if the "Bear Slayer" really has the courage to dig out the bear's heart alive, he can't find a place to exert his strength in mid-air, so he can only thump his huge body and fall outside the fence surrounded by heavy weapons.