"Of course it's different. Doesn't the harvester know how terrifying Wildhammer is?"
Ye became anxious. "First of all, Wildhammer and Hailstorm are the trump cards of Blood Skull Coliseum. They fought against each other many times in the arena, and Wildhammer lost more often than he won.
"We're all servant soldiers Lord Hailstorm personally chose from the dungeon, and we've won a few battles with him. Based on the tradition of the Turan warriors, we originally had the chance to become Lord Hailstorm's personal soldiers or even attendants, and in the end, Lord Hailstorm bestowed us with blood.
"But now, we're in the hands of Lord Hailstorm's enemy, Wildhammer. Do you think that Wildhammer will be nice to us?"
"Oh," Meng Chao said.
"Don't say 'oh'. Also, Wildhammer's style of training his servant soldiers is completely different from Lord Hailstorm's. He's the most typical warrior of a clan. He never cares about the lives of the rat people. He only knows how to fight and train hard. The casualty rate of his servant soldiers is very high!"
Ye said quickly. "Also, Wildhammer is a native of Black Horn City, so he naturally has a group of house rats who came from his family. They have been with him for many years. In fact, they have been working for his family for hundreds of years.
"When he's on the battlefield, the ones he truly trusts are naturally the house rats.
"When he gets the spoils of war, the house rats will definitely be the first to split them. When they run into missions that are easy to complete, the house rats will be the ones to get the points. As for us, the subordinates who were transferred here at the last minute, we're naturally the best cannon fodder. When we attack cities, we're the meat shields at the very front!"
"Huh?"
Meng Chao said in surprise. "I didn't expect that you would know so much at such a young age. I'm very pleased to see that you've grown so quickly. My efforts weren't in vain!"
"Harvester —"
Ye was so anxious that he was about to cry. "Look at the situation we're in! Why are you still so calm? Are you willing to listen to Wildhammer's orders and die for Blood Hoof Clan? Can't you think of a way?"
"What?"
Meng Chao looked at the rat man teenager and said, "You were rat people of the Blood Hoof Tribe to begin with. Isn't it only right for you to fight for the Blood Hoof Tribe? What do you think I can think of?"
"I-I don't know either."
"I've heard from the elders in the village that when the Glory Era comes, we, the rat people, have to go to the city to wait for the call of the warrior masters. We'll do whatever the masters ask us to do. If the masters ask us to die, we'll do it honestly and without hesitation. The elders said that this is the so-called 'Way of the Warrior.' It's just like the mandala fruit grows on the mandala tree. It's a natural principle.
"Originally, perhaps I could have not thought of anything and fought and died loyally for the warriors.
"However, after coming to Blackhorn City and experiencing so many things and hearing you speak of so many principles, I gradually feel that there aren't so many principles in this world that are completely justified but don't make any sense. Those lofty warriors have never done anything good for me, my family, or my home. Why should I fight and die for them?
"Perhaps, it's just like what you said, 'As long as I never saw the glorious dawn, I could have endured the endless night'!"
"Wait," Meng Chao said.
Meng Chao said, "Have I ever said something so reasonable?"
"You said it before," the rat person teenager said with a serious expression.
"You also said, 'The black night sky has fallen, and the golden dawn will come!'" the young rat man said solemnly. "You also said, 'The black night sky has fallen, and the golden dawn will come!'
"Reaper, I've imprinted every single word you've said into my mind.
"Regardless of whether I have the Great Horned Rat God or not, I don't want to work for those damn clan warriors anymore!
"If it's Lady Ice Storm, since she's not the tauren who destroyed Half-Mountain Village, and she's not even an official member of the Blood Hoof Clan, and she treats the servant soldiers very leniently and freely, I can somewhat tolerate it.
"But Brute Hammer?
"No, I absolutely won't listen to his commands, and I don't want to die because of him. Then, I'll use my broken bones to create his' glory '!"
The rat person teenager's face was filled with determination and determination, and it affected Meng Chao, causing his expression to become stern.
"If that's what you really think and you won't work for the clan warriors even if you die, then there's only one way."
Meng Chao stared at Leaf and enunciated each word clearly. "Run. Run out of Black Corner City."
Leaf narrowed his eyes, and the light in them became even more focused. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then we'll run out of this damn place!"
"You have to think this through," Meng Chao said.
"Right now, there are one hundred thousand or even more clan warriors gathered in Black Corner City. It won't be easy to escape. Saying that you'll have a slim chance of survival is an understatement. You might not even be able to see the walls of Black Corner City before your heart is pierced by a spear with a horn tied to the tip."
"I've already thought things through. In any case, if I fight with Brute Hammer, I won't be able to survive. I'll either be torn to shreds by the incredibly powerful lionmen, tigermen, werewolves, and leopardmen of the Golden Tribe during the competition between the five races, or I'll rush to the Land of Holy Light after I survive the competition between the five races. Then, I'll be burned to ashes by the strange spells and divine arts of the unfathomable magicians and ascetics, or something even uglier than ashes!
"The elders in the village have said that Half Mountain Village has a history of hundreds of years. Over those years, we've participated in a few Glorious Battles, but every time, among the one hundred rat people who go to war, it's already pretty good if three to five of them return from the frontlines with their beards and tails intact, and seven or eight of them are missing limbs!
"I don't want to repeat their fate.
"I want to live in a different way … or die in a different way.
"Please, help me, harvester!"
Meng Chao was silent for a long time.
In the end, he sighed softly.
"Alright, I can try."
Meng Chao's eyes sparkled, and he said, "Let me confirm something first. Are we the only ones who want to escape Black Corner City?"
Leaf quickly shook her head. "I don't know about the situation outside Blood Skull Coliseum, and I don't know about the other rat people's servant soldiers either. But the twenty-nine servant soldiers you chose in the past all want to escape. We'd rather die while we're fleeing than die in the trenches to attack the Golden Tribe or the Land of Holy Light."
"Are you sure?"
Meng Chao asked. "You have to understand that one person fleeing alone, two people working together to flee, or an entire squad fleeing together are three completely different concepts.
"Let's not talk about how difficult it is for now. I have to understand everyone's true intentions. If we plan everything out here, but someone doesn't want to escape and instead wants to stay under Brute Hammer or the warriors of other clans to fight for glory, won't we be thinking too highly of ourselves?"
"That's impossible," Leaf said.
"If they follow Mister Ice Storm, there might be people who will hesitate, but if it's Brute Hammer, no one will be willing to die with him."
"Why?" Meng Chao did not understand.
"Because of you, of course!"
Leaf stared at Meng Chao with sparkling eyes. "It's because you taught us ingenious skills and brilliant strategies that allowed us to see true strength, which is why we looked down on Brute Hammer's simple and crude training and fighting style. We just blindly used brute force.
"You have to understand that Mister Ice Storm is the Ice Empress, and he recently defeated a lot of powerful fighters and snatched their Totem Armor fragments. He's even willing to accept your suggestion. That's why he's worthy of us following him.
"Brute Hammer is just someone who lost to Mister Ice Storm. He doesn't have your abilities, so why should we listen to his orders?
"Harvester, trust me. Right now, your influence among the rat people's servant soldiers might be much greater than Brute Hammer's. If you raise your arms and shout for help, everyone will definitely believe you and be willing to follow you to create miracles!"
"Don't say something as cheesy as' creating miracles'," Meng Chao said after some thought.
"But if everyone is willing to listen to my orders and believe in me, I can give it a try. In any case, don't tell them too much for now. Just act as usual."
"Really?"
Leaf was delighted. "Harvester, do you really have a way? What should we do?"
"First, we have to go to the training camp and receive Mister Brute Hammer's inspection," Meng Chao said seriously.
"Huh?" The rat people teenager's delight instantly froze on his face.
…
In the end, Leaf listened to Meng Chao's suggestion and obediently returned to the training camp with him to wait for Brute Hammer's inspection.
Because when he went to look for Meng Chao, urgent horns rang from the towers at the four corners of the Blood Skull Coliseum.
Someone also beat a heavy war drum. Dong, dong, dong, dong. It sounded like the footsteps of a huge totem beast that was more than one hundred arms tall.
This was the signal to gather.
This meant that the Blood Skull Coliseum was about to close.
All the gladiators, servant soldiers, labourers, and slaves were sent into the Blood Skull Squad, and they were put under the strictest military management.
Casa's attendants and personal guards were everywhere, and when they saw the flustered servant soldiers and labourers running around, they could kill them first and report to the higher-ups later to uphold military law.
But it was not practical for them to escape Black Horn City right now.
In Meng Chao's words, it was not time yet.
When they returned to the training camp, the captain of Brute Hammer's personal guards was already leading a group of fierce-looking and arrogant personal guards to guard the highest point and the entrance of the training camp.
The rat people who originally belonged to Ice Storm Army were dejected, like prisoners locked in a prison.
Before Brute Hammer even appeared, he already intimidated Meng Chao, Leaf, and the others.
He ordered the rat people who originally belonged to the Ice Storm Army to put on armor that was covered with tree barks and stone flakes, picked up big wooden shields made of tree stumps, and carried heavy axes and hammers on their shoulders. They stood still in the center of the training camp, waiting for his arrival.
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