Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Half of his face was silent for a while.

It seemed to wink in the mist.

Several companions immediately spread out to the surroundings to see if there were any idlers following behind or hiding beside them.

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

After checking around to make sure no one was following or eavesdropping, half of his face said: "Since they are still alive after staying here, they must have been blessed by the Rat God, so send them to the old place to hide, and hope the Rat God will give them a blessing." Our secret medicine can keep their lives."

Several companions nodded.

One of them said indignantly: "'Black Claw' is too much, in the past three days alone, he has beaten twelve rat people to death, and the lives of our rat people are probably lower than real rats in front of his eyes. !

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

"There will be a day."

Half of his face said, "Be patient, my friends, the day you are looking forward to is not far away, and it won't be long before the Great Horned Rat God will perform miracles in Blackhorn City, and those demons who bully the Rat People will also be rewarded." They deserve to be punished!"

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

"Half face, have you brought good news?"

A companion eagerly asked, "How is the situation in the city?"

"Very good. Not only are most of the mouse slave workers in the foundry area ready to welcome the arrival of the horned mouse god at any time, but there are also casinos, markets, taverns, mines, vegetable markets, and 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 he said, "Even most of the Rat People servants in the major arenas have fallen into the arms of the Great Horned Rat God. Once the miracle really happens, they will definitely support us !"

"Yeah?"

A companion expressed doubts, "However, I heard that the life of the servants is much more comfortable than that of us slaves, and as long as they work for the master and fight desperately, they may be given blood by the master and become slaves." A member of the Bloodhoof clan.

"Can they really believe in the horned mouse god and support our righteous deeds?"

"Not all servants have the hope of becoming clan warriors."

Half of the face explained to his companions, "Although the Ratmin servants in the arena eat much better than us Ratmin slave workers, the casualty rate is not lower than ours in the harsh training and fighting.

"Let's not talk about the dead, even if you are lucky enough to survive from the arena, it is very likely that you will be swept away by the swords and swords of the warriors of the clan, and become disabled with missing arms and legs.

"Such cripples can still serve as handymen in normal times, but in the Glory Era, when the entire Bloodhoof Clan is about to go on a grand expedition, they can only be incorporated into the ranks of slave soldiers, and cannot escape the fate of being cannon fodder.

"Out of a hundred servants, after dozens of desperate bloody battles, if one survives and becomes a warrior of the clan, it is considered extremely lucky.

"For the other ninety-nine servants, they must die as well. Compared to dying for the master and the Bloodhoof clan, isn't it more honorable to sacrifice vigorously for the Rat People's own clan?"

"Half of your face makes sense."

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

"As long as the great rat god can really shake the entire city of Blackhorn, from the quarry to the arena, from the casino to the tavern, from the city of Blackhorn to the city of Chijin, the tens of thousands of rat people in the entire Turanze , will definitely join our ranks and form the 'Big Horn Legion' that will make the armies of the five major clans tremble with fear!"

"But when are we going to wait?"

At the beginning, the voice who was a little young and anxious, said that he wanted to whip the overseer "Black Claw" whip after whip, and whip him into a skeleton, said, "When will the miracle come? You know, 'Jumanji' doesn't 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 labor, and will be directly commanded by the clan warriors.

"At that time, if you want to resist again, it will not be so easy!"

"Don't be impatient, my friend, the Horned Rat God has his own agenda."

Half of the face slightly raised his voice, "Since bearing the notoriety of humiliation, we rat people have endured silently for 10,000 years, and the suffering of 10,000 years has gathered into a magma that can burn everything. All the rat people can feel the power of this magma. Heat, can't you stand it even for the last few days?

"In the prosperous era of the past ten palm years, the number of rat people has increased by more than ten times compared to the peak of thousands of years ago. This is the gradual awakening of the horned rat god, giving us the most powerful power.

"Now, the era of glory belonging to the Rat People has begun, and miracles are brewing silently above the dark clouds in the sky. After a few more days of patience, the thunder that represents the judgment will come to those who insult us, squeeze us, bully us, and kill us. on our guy's head.

"And all you have to do is to continue to pray wholeheartedly in the last few days, to ensure that when the miracle really comes, you have enough courage to ask those tauren, wild boar, elephant and centaur , swung furious fists and sharp knives!"

"certainly!"

"With the blessing of the Horned Rat God, we are not afraid of those tauren and wild boar!"

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

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

But they seemed a little overexcited, relying on the fact that next to the stinking Thousand Corps Pit, there were not likely to be clan warriors appearing, their voices became louder and louder, and they almost waved their fists, shouting "Long live the Great Horned Rat God, the first Long live the Six Clans" and other slogans.

Meng Chao's face was covered with black lines.

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

But don't be so blatant, okay, you know, what you are doing is a rebellion, and you will be beheaded!

Of course, for the protesters in the clan era, especially those driven by fanatical beliefs, they can gather together, and those who have the courage to rise up, expect them to be as well-organized and well-trained as members of secret organizations in the modern warfare environment , always full of vigilance and a sense of confidentiality, which is too difficult.

Anyway, Meng Chao remembered that most of the ancient rebels on the earth were similar to the rat people in front of them. They were bold and reckless.

In a word, it is death.

"It's no wonder that the 'Rat People's Rebellion' in the previous life would spin and extinguish, and Kanus the 'Jackal' picked the fruit!"

Meng Chao muttered to himself, "It's an organization full of leaks, a plan full of loopholes."

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

For an executive-level ghost assassin like Meng Chao, the information about the "Rat People's Rebellion" was only a few lines away.

He didn't know the true face of the Great Horned Mouse God, nor did he know whether the "miracle" that half of his face swore to shake the entire Blackhorn City had actually come.

But the high probability should be no, right?

At least it didn't have the effect expected by protesters such as half of the face.

It didn't get the response from the entire Turanze and all the rat people.

Otherwise, it would not be so easy for the Rat People's Rebel Army, which was suppressed by Kanus' Wolf Clan Legion.

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

Remind them not to be so high-profile, and not to overthrow an old world so easily.

This is not just out of a simple sense of justice to eliminate the strong and support the weak.

It was also because Meng Chao suddenly thought that if the "rat people's rebellion" lasted longer than in his previous life, it might change the direction of the Great War of Foreign Worlds.

"If the scale of the Rat People's Rebellion can be several times larger than that of the previous life, and the duration will be longer for a year or so, does it mean that Turan civilization will not be so easy to complete the integration of internal forces and spread to the entire Holy Land?" Is the camp of light going to war brazenly?"

Meng Chao wondered, "And when the Holy Light Battalion received the news that there was civil strife in Turanze and they were overwhelmed, would they also shift their strategic focus from the eastern front to the western front, from the high-ranking orcs to the ancient tomb princes and abyssal demons?" What about the family?

"On the surface, civil strife may greatly weaken the comprehensive strength of Turan civilization.

"However, it is possible to win a valuable strategic buffer period for the Turan civilization and the Dragon City civilization hiding behind the Turan civilization, and make the western front the main battlefield of the alien war, while the seemingly peaceful eastern front is full of It is an 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 civil strife in Turan civilization to pre-emptively invade...

"Shouldn't it exist?

"Because all the mandala trees are blooming now, and not even half of the fruit is fruited. Except for a large number of angry and hungry high-level orcs in the entire Turanze, there are not many people with the technology of the Middle Ages. , resources that can be used efficiently.

"Wars and business are the same thing, and there must always be a profit, unless like the previous world war, both sides fought a real fire, and the battle became a war to destroy the country, and a large number of elite orcs, and the dragon Together with the steel torrent of urban civilization, the entire army was wiped out in the Land of Holy Light, leaving the defense line extremely empty.

"Otherwise, no one would be able to bear to plunge headlong into Turanze, the bloody mouth of countless high-ranking orcs, right?"