Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

The morale was so high that Officer Dajiao lost no time in distributing newly polished swords, rare golden fruits, and a pill sealed with beeswax with mysterious runes engraved on it to all the rat people.

"This is the magic medicine given to us by the Rat God!"

Officer Dajiao roared, "As long as our belief in the Rat God is firm enough and the situation is critical enough, we can bite through the magic medicine and infuse the supreme power from the Rat God, and the Rat People warriors will be able to fight the warriors of the clan." force!

"Remember, from this moment on, you are no longer pigs and sheep at the mercy of others, but the most loyal, honorable, and brave warriors of the Horned Rat God. Raise your swords high, unleash your anger as much as you want, and let all enemies You can all see clearly how terrifying it is when the insignificant rat people in the past gathered into a stormy sea!"

Fanatical cheers erupted from inside and outside the entire camp.

Amidst the cheers, Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and carefully studied the "magic medicine" distributed to him.

He plucked an extremely soft and fine hair from his arm.

Pour spiritual energy into the fine hair, stretching the fine hair as hard and straight as steel needles.

Then, carefully poke a small hole that is almost invisible to the naked eye on the beeswax.

Sending the small hole under the nasal cavity, and sniffing carefully for a while, Meng Chao smelled a rather familiar smell.

After pondering for a moment, he raised his eyebrows high.

The several flavors of raw materials contained in this "magic medicine" are similar to Longcheng's "Divine Transformation Capsule".

They are all extremely stimulating, which can instantly amplify the secretion of dopamine, enkephalin, adrenaline and other hormones in the human body dozens of times, activate the potential of cells, and increase the efficiency of mitochondrial mass-energy conversion. .

In Dragon City, the Divine Transformation Capsule can make the bandits who are ordinary people have the ability to temporarily compete with low-level extraordinary people.

And this so-called "miracle medicine bestowed by the rat god" seems to be more irritating than Shenbian Capsule, and the drug effect should be better.

Of course, there is a price to be paid for activating life potential.

In Longcheng, the gangsters who took Shenbian Capsules were often either killed or injured after fierce battles. In the best case, they would collapse on the ground due to collapse, and they would recover slightly after resting for ten days and a half months.

In the worst case, it would spontaneously ignite on the spot, or because all the water in the body evaporated, it would be burnt alive into a mummified corpse.

Thinking about it, taking the "miracle medicine bestowed by the rat god" would only pay a more tragic price.

But for the fugitives, this is the only way they have no choice but to contend with the pursuers.

The centurion, having received weapons, food and magic medicine, set off immediately.

The state of the rapid march today is worse than yesterday.

On the one hand, knowing that the pursuers are behind them, they will even take advantage of galloping horses at any time to go around from the flanks to the front of them.

No matter how high the morale was, the Rat People were a little restless after all.

No matter fear or excitement, it will lead to body stiffness, deformed movements, and a lot of physical energy will be wasted when the speed is slowed down.

On the other hand, a short night's rest could not at all make up for the overdrawn physical fitness and health they had suffered during the escape from Blackhorn City.

The tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and it was not so easy to connect again.

No matter how the experienced old bear skin or the vigorous round bone stick commanded, they could not keep this centurion in the most basic marching form.

Many of the Rat People's eyes widened, their arms stretched out, and thick veins protruding protrudingly. When there was a slight disturbance, even the frightened birds in the forest flew up, they would draw out their swords, as if on the verge of death. archenemy.

It's really a literal sense of panic, and everything is in danger.

Marching in this way, they didn't go out for twenty or thirty miles until noon, and found a lake formed by the gathering of spring water.

The lake was not big, and it was used by tens of thousands of fugitives as a place to draw water. The water in the lake was almost dry, and there were messy footprints all around.

From this lake and beyond, the field is divided into two distinct parts by the winding tributaries of the Turan River.

On the left is the endless grassland, where the dense grass often grows up to waist height, even covering the rat people's chest and head.

On the right side, due to the influence of the underground spiritual veins, there are countless mandala trees tens of meters high. At this moment, they are full of huge colorful flowers.

The datura tree is genetically modified to have an extremely developed root system.

In many places where spar veins are extremely deep, the root system can even grow to dozens of times the size of the tree crown, absorbing every bit of spiritual energy from the depths of the ground into the body.

With this advantage, few plants can compete with it.

Except for a very few companion plants that are beneficial to its own growth, it is impossible for weeds to thrive next to a datura tree.

Also, high orcs like to build towns next to mandala groves.

Not only is it convenient for them to harvest food at any time, but the trunks, branches and leaves are also indispensable raw materials for building towns and daily life.

Therefore, in the not too dense mandala forest, there are still a few roads that have obviously been artificially repaired.

One of the straight roads even passes through a mandala tree called the "King of Trees", which cannot be embraced by more than a dozen strong men. It seems that a tunnel has been opened through the trunk, which is a wonder.

Although the road on the right is obviously easier to walk than the left.

But Old Bear Skin and Round Bone Stick chose to turn left without hesitation.

Judging from the direction of the footprints everywhere, all the fugitives in front of them also made the same choice.

Of course.

The right side seems to be a smooth road, but for the pursuers, it is also a thoroughfare.

Because the root system of the mandala tree is too developed, the forest is not too lush, and it has been cut down manually, and there are criss-crossing roads distributed in it.

There is still a town of the Bloodhoof Clan ahead, even if the defenders are old, weak, sick and disabled, it is more than enough to intercept them, the mob who hastily formed an army.

The grassland on the left looks like a flat river.

But the tall grass half a person's height is the best cover for the fugitives.

Moreover, there are many rodents that are good at burrowing on the grassland. The seemingly flat grass may be full of pits everywhere. If the pursuers dare to let go of their speed, they may stumble at any time.

The fugitives wanted to go to the junction of the bloodhoof clan territory and the gold clan territory from here, and travel through the grassland. Although it took a lot of trouble, the probability of being able to escape was greatly increased.

Meng Chao stayed beside the messy footprints for a long time.

While most of the rat people were drinking the lake water, he stretched out his finger, quickly wiped a little mud, and sent it under his nasal cavity to sniff carefully.

Then, as if he had discovered something, a sharp light shone from his eyes, and he scanned the surroundings, especially the direction of the mandala forest.

"what have you found?"

Ice Storm stepped forward and asked.

"Do you know where these two roads lead to?" Meng Chao pointed to the left and right sides of the lake.

On the right is a rock paved, straight and flat road.

On the lush grassland on the left, there used to be no roads, but now it has been trampled by hundreds of thousands of fugitives, forming dozens of criss-crossing, intertwined, messy paths.

"On the left is the 'Sunken Grassland', hundreds of miles to the north, and after turning over a few mountains, you will arrive at the 'Sinking Rift Valley', which is the lowest and most complicated place in the entire Turanze. The 'Abyss of Eternal Night' is not inferior, and it is also the dividing line between the territory of the Bloodhoof Clan and the Golden Clan. If it is said that the main force of the Big Horn Legion is stationed in the hollow rift, it is not surprising at all."

Although Ice Storm had stayed in Black Point City for two years, he had been thinking about his father in Chi Jin City, so he naturally asked the merchants about the distance from Black Point City to Chi Jin City, and the terrain along the way.

She said, "As for the right side, it is the 'War Drum Forest'. It is said that it has been blessed by the holy ancestors. The mandala trees here bear huge and full fruits. When they reach maturity, they cannot be picked at all. They can only be allowed to fall to the ground with a 'bang bang bang bang', like war drums constantly beating, which is considered one of the important food production areas of the Bloodhoof Clan.

"In order to transport a large amount of datura fruits, so many wide and flat roads have been opened in the forest. Moreover, a town with a population of 100,000 was built in the depths of the forest - War Drum City. Several tribes with thousands of people live in the city. The rich clan with a history of over 10000 years, stationed a large number of elite warriors, their duty is to guard the granary, guard against the Golden Clan, there are short-sighted guys who come to the War Drum Forest to take advantage of it."

Meng Chao was thoughtful: "That is to say, once the fugitive chooses to leave from the Drum Forest, it is easy to fall into a desperate situation where there will be pursuers behind and interceptions in front?"

"Of course."

Ice Storm said, "Any fugitive who comes here will turn their eyes to the hollow grassland. If they go to the War Drum Forest, it will definitely be a dead end!"

"That's interesting."

Meng Chao took a few steps to the right, squatted on the ground, and carefully observed the clues left on the ground.

After a while, he picked up an insignificant object from the mud with his thumb and little finger.

"This is..." Ice Storm raised his eyebrows slightly.

"A hair." Meng Chao said.

"A hair?" Ice Storm didn't understand what he meant.

In the past day and night, at least a hundred thousand or more fugitives passed by here.

What kind of problem is it when there is a lot of chaos, shoulder to shoulder, and a few hairs falling out?

"This is no ordinary hair."

Meng Chao said calmly, "Analyzed from its luster, elasticity and tenacity, this is a hair that fell from the body of an elite warrior who is full of blood, strong in spiritual energy, and surging with incomparable totem power. .

"Hair is the head of blood, and people who suffer from long-term malnutrition will definitely wither and split their hair, and it will break at the touch of a finger.

"This hair has fallen out for at least half of the night, but it is still oily and shiny. It is conceivable that its owner must be very powerful!"