Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

In this way, many bloodhoof warriors from local villages and towns either did not work hard, and even if they found the temple thieves, they would not be able to fight them desperately.

Either be wary of the warriors of Blackhorn City around you, rather than the temple thieves.

Some bloodhoof warriors from other places even gathered in secret, muttering about what they were planning.

"Game of the Brave" has just ended for one day, between the Tauren and the Wild Boar, between the Elephant and the Centaur, between different families, between Blackhorn City and local towns... With limited resources, There are contradictions everywhere, how can it be so easy to be intimate and united?

Just when the situation was already in chaos, something worse happened.

Regardless of temple thieves or bloodhoof warriors, many people have come into contact with the weapons, armor and secret medicine enshrined in the temple. Origin Samurai!

You must know that the reason why these ancient weapons, armors and secret medicines were enshrined in the temples was not taken out for actual combat.

It is because they are too domineering, too dangerous, and too unstable, like spar bombs that will explode at any time.

In order to perfectly control these ancient weapons, armor and secret medicines, in addition to suitable candidates with strong will, they also need to pass many trials and get the treatment of witch doctors and the blessings of priests.

Otherwise, it is a high probability event that one will go mad and become a puppet of weapons and armor, or turn into a wild beast that only knows how to kill the moment one takes the secret medicine.

When the temple thieves stole ancient weapons, armor and secret medicines, they were very careful, using secret stabilizing potions and thick totem animal skin bags to isolate them, and never touched these extremely dangerous ancient weapons and armors.

Their original plan was to slowly activate and control these ancient weapons and armors containing terrifying power after they were sent out of Blackhorn City.

However, when several temple thieves were surrounded by ten times as many bloodhoof warriors, they were desperate.

In addition to sprinkling my own blood on these ancient weapons and armors, I drank the secret medicine that was "bubbling" bubbling or "crackling" in one gulp, making my life bloom like fireworks in an instant, What choice do they have besides the combat power several times higher than usual?

The same thing doesn't just happen to temple thieves.

It also happened to marginal families and third-rate warriors from villages and towns in many places.

You must know that most ancient weapons and armors contain powerful totem power.

It has an extremely mysterious and strange magnetic field.

It can have a fatal attraction to third-rate warriors from the backcountry.

Perhaps, these third-rate warriors have heard the horrors of the origin warriors before.

However, when they inadvertently got an "artifact", or a bottle of secret medicine that exudes faint fluorescence, and the light swirls like a whirlpool.

Their souls seemed to be sucked away, and before they could react, they would grasp the magic weapon tightly, put on armor, swallow the secret medicine, and finally, they would transform into half flesh and blood, half machine, human and ghost. Not a ghostly monster!

The emergence of the original warrior did not hesitate to add fuel to the fire.

Now, the battle situation in Blackhorn City is no longer as simple as bloodhoof warriors fighting against temple thieves, or bloodhoof warriors suppressing the rat people's rebel army.

Bloodhoof Warriors against Temple Thieves.

The Bloodhoofs from Pointe Noire fight the Bloodhoofs from the local towns.

Bloodhoof warriors and temple thieves who still maintain their sanity, but also beware of those deformed, twisted, crazy, half-human, half-metal origin warriors!

Plus the fire is still spreading.

The communication and command of both sides were torn to pieces.

In the eyes of the tense and exhausted Bloodhoof Warrior, behind the flaming flames in front of him, it seems that there are temple thieves grinning everywhere, and the Primordial Warrior howling. All living things that are still moving are enemies!

With the development of the war situation to this point, no matter the chiefs and priests of the Bloodhoof clan, or the mastermind behind the plan of the "Descent of the Horned Rat God", they have completely lost control of the situation.

In this chaotic, all-on-all war, numbers and size are no longer the key to victory, and in some ways, become a liability.

The side with the fewest numbers but the clearest heads and no one knows they exist is the real winner!

Meng Chao and Ice Storm held their breaths, restrained their heartbeats to the limit, curled up in a triangular space formed by a collapsed wall, broken beams and columns, and the ground, silently watching a warrior of origin pass by within close proximity of them .

Before the original warrior transformed, he was fatally injured. There was a shockingly large hole in his abdomen, which was transparent from front to back. A large number of internal organs were missing, and even most of the vertebrae supporting the upper and lower body were broken.

No matter how vigorous the vitality of the high-level orcs is, they should not have the slightest possibility of taking action after suffering such a severe injury.

However, a pair of totem battle armor with a history of thousands of years tightly wrapped his incomplete body and was deeply embedded in his flesh and blood. Part of the armor even turned into a support pillar similar to bones, hollowing out his abdomen. The wound was barely filled, and there were a large number of sharp needles poking out from the white flesh, making him look like an oversized steel hedgehog, which looked both funny and hideous.

Even his eyeballs were replaced by two sharp cones poking out of the eye sockets.

The sharp cone is covered with dense cuneiform characters, with a dangerous red light flickering slightly, like two fiery snake-like gazes, scanning the surroundings non-stop.

Several times, the eyes of the warrior of origin were about to reach the toes of Meng Chao and Ice Storm

But in the end, he was still attracted by the turmoil separated by the wall, screaming and crashing into the already crumbling wall.

Across the wall are three Bloodhoof warriors searching for the temple thief.

The moment they saw the warriors of origin, the muscles of the three bloodhoof warriors stiffened.

But in the face of the original warrior who rushed up like a madman, the three bloodhoof warriors had no possibility of retreating at all, so they could only bite the bullet and fight this irrational killing machine.

The two sides fought in the dark, and drifted away.

Meng Chao and Ice Storm breathed a sigh of relief, and crawled out from the depths of the ruined walls.

Although they are not afraid of the warriors of origin or the three bloodhoof warriors.

But I don't want to get entangled with these guys, so as not to leave too many traces.

"I didn't expect that the mighty Bloodhoof Legion, such a majestic Blackhorn City, would become like this!"

Ice Storm looked at the battlefield full of gunpowder smoke, raging flames, and shouts of killing one after another, and expressed his heartfelt emotion.

Although she doesn't have much affection for the Bloodhoof clan.

After all, this is where she lived for two years.

When dozens of battle groups of the Bloodhoof Clan assembled into a neat square formation, marching toward the Bloodhoof Temple outside the city with deafening steps, that murderous and majestic scene also Make a very deep impression on her.

Unexpectedly, the mastermind behind the scenes did not reveal his true colors at all, and just relying on the temple thieves, the rat people's rebel army and the temple thieves, he made the bloodhoof clan so embarrassing.

Meng Chao had a deeper understanding of the chaos in front of Black Corner City.

In a sense, the warriors of the Bloodhoof clan were not defeated by marsh gas explosions, rat rebels, and temple thieves.

Their worst enemy is none other than themselves.

There is a limit to the size of any classical army.

Because the size of the army is not only restricted by population and logistics capabilities, but also closely related to organization, communication and command capabilities, and even has a great relationship with the cultural quality and ideological education of soldiers.

A feudal dynasty, even with a population of hundreds of millions, would not be able to cobble together an army of millions at a time.

Due to limitations in communication, organization, logistics, and command capabilities, it is impossible for the most brilliant generals to effectively command all or even most of the people in an army of one million.

Before the entire civilization evolved into an industrial society and an information society, one hundred thousand soldiers plus hundreds of thousands of servants was already the limit of the classical army.

The Turan civilization is far from the word "feudal".

Its civilization level is between "clan" and "nomadic".

It is very good to be able to effectively organize and command an army of tens of thousands of people, up to hundreds of thousands of people.

However, because of the unique history of the Turan civilization, it has the ability to rely on the mandala fruit and the blessings of the ancestral spirits, and the ability to "unlimited violent soldiers". It has gathered millions of troops around the city of Noire in one breath, which completely exceeds the limits of the entire civilization. extreme load.

If you proceed step by step, through a series of actual combat drills, let this army get used to it slowly.

And continue to use slogans such as "supreme glory" and "ancestral spirits are waiting for us on the holy mountain" to unify the will of millions of troops.

Then, this army can barely maintain its organization.

At least they can rush to the Land of Holy Light in a swarm of chaos.

But when they rushed into the army, they encountered such a difficult situation and were forced to be involved in an extremely chaotic street fight.

The Bloodhoof army is doomed to crumble under its own weight.

Although for Meng Chao right now, the chaos of the Bloodhoof army was not bad news.

But he still frowned.

Meng Chao remembered very clearly that the failure of the Chaos faction in the foreign world war in the previous world was of course related to the fact that the Holy Light faction received the help of the so-called "True God".

But it also has a lot to do with the lack of organization and discipline of the Chaos camp itself, or that the level of civilization is too backward.

The alien war is bound to break out.

Moreover, because of its geographical location and the need for social and economic operations, Dragon City can only choose the Chaos camp.

Under such circumstances, how could Meng Chao be happy seeing the main force of the Chaos faction, the iron-blooded army of high-ranking orcs, look like this?