Yesterday, in the workshops, farms, and arenas of Black Corner City, the soldiers of the Revolutionary Army had been squeezing out all their blood and sweat under the threat of the thorny whips of the noble family lords, but today, they were launching a desperate counterattack with fury. What they did not lack was the courage to face death with equanimity.
What they lacked the most was a backbone and a brain that was calm and wise enough to tell them what they should do and how they should do it.
Therefore, when someone shouted "north, north", everybody cast their eyes to the north without the slightest doubt.
They immediately realized that the north of Black Corner City was indeed different from other areas.
The fire there was smaller, the smoke was thinner, and there were no deafening explosions or collapses.
The chaos in the north seemed to have died down. It was very likely that the Rat Men had completely controlled the area.
Immediately, everyone shouted at the same time, "To the north! North! "
The team at the back turned their spears and slowly wriggled to the north.
At the front of the line, the soldiers of the revolutionary army, who had just fought three hundred rounds against the elephant warriors and were dizzy, were hesitant at first.
After all, they had paid a terrible price to take down the Stone Broken Family's arsenal and granary.
Seeing that the mountain of Devil Snare Fruits, as well as the coldly shining blades and armor, were right in front of them, it was inevitable that they would be reluctant to retreat now.
However, the envoys of the Big-Horned Rat God, who had been fighting side by side with them, cheering them on, and even leading the way, had vanished without a trace at some point.
They looked at each other in bewilderment, not knowing what to do.
As more and more soldiers of the revolutionary army retreated to the north, they could not do anything on their own. They could only follow the main troop and break away from the elephant warriors, who were eyeing them covetously.
The mammoth warriors guarding the Stoneshatter Family let out sighs of relief.
As the saying went, "a large number of ants can kill an elephant". Although they boasted that they had the strength and courage to fight a hundred enemies on their own, there were simply too many of them.
However, there were too many of them, and their momentum was too crazy. They were like huge, burning waves that collided with their blades. Their arms were sore and their hearts were scared.
On top of that, their clan's divine temple had been invaded, so they had no intention of tangling with the ordinary rat people. They could only watch helplessly as the Revolutionary Army soldiers retreated, and did not try to stop them.
Just like that, the thousands of soldiers of the revolutionary army, who would have been killed here, retreated from the Stone Shatterer family's firing range in less than twenty minutes, disappearing behind the fire and smoke in the north.
As a result, the Hooded Cloaks who had 'secretly invaded' the Stone Shatter family's temple were in trouble.
Although they had all received extremely harsh professional training, they were still able to do so.
After all, it was a shady business.
After being discovered and surrounded by the furious Mammoth Warriors, their morale dropped by a large margin.
Instantly, he suffered a great loss in the bloody battle where both sides suffered heavy losses.
If they wanted to escape, there were already many hooded cloaks carrying professional tools deep into the temple. They were stuck in the mechanisms, unable to move forward or retreat.
In addition, the tens of thousands of Blood Hoof Army would return to defend at any moment, appearing in front of them.
The Hooded Cloaked Warriors were so embarrassed that they even wanted to die.
"That rock! Where on earth did that burning rock come from? "
"Why? Why did it fall right on top of our heads?"
"Where's the main force? Why did the main force attacking the Stone Shatter family suddenly retreat? Aren't they supposed to protect us at all costs? "
Before their heads were crushed by the Mammoth Warriors' warhammers and their spines were crushed by their trunks, the Hooded Cloaks let out cries of indignation.
Meng Chao lurked in the darkness.
He was like a shadow fusing into one hundred shadows.
He heard the screams of the Hooded Cloaks and saw that once they were certain that they could not escape, they tore off their disguises and activated their totem armor to fight against the Mammoth Warriors. Then, they used their lives to protect the revolutionary army's retreat.
It was only then that Meng Chao flung his sleeves and returned to Hailstorm's side.
Hailstorm watched the entire situation from the water tower. He stared at Meng Chao for half a minute before he said, "Have you always been like this?"
"How about it?"
"That's right. You don't even need to take action personally. As long as you fan the flames at the right time and sow discord, you can make everyone become your chess pieces and act according to your will," Hailstorm said.
Meng Chao shrugged and declined to comment on it. "Most of the time, fighting and harvesting monster … totem beast materials are the same thing. You don't need to use a lot of strength to smash them. As long as you find their weakness, even if you just blow at them gently, you can cut apart even the most intricate organs."
Hailstorm understood what he meant and could not help but laugh. "These Hooded Cloaks are really doomed because of you."
"If they're really fanatics of the Horned Rat God and believe that their sacred duty is to save all the rat people and build the sixth race, then sacrificing themselves so that one hundred times more revolutionary soldiers can escape from Black Corner City is their duty," Meng Chao said.
"If they had ulterior motives from the start and wanted to use the millions of rat people to achieve their ulterior motives, then I'm just giving them a taste of their own medicine.
"No matter what, I can't say that I'm harming them. At most, they're harming themselves and others."
"Giving them a taste of their own medicine" was not a perfect proverb in the Turan language, so Meng Chao stuttered when he said it.
It was precisely because of this that Earth's culture was incredibly profound. Hailstorm could vaguely sense that it was a civilization that was different from the Turan civilization and Holy Light civilization, but it was also powerful and had existed for a long time.
Hailstorm cast Meng Chao a deep glance and said, "How do you know that the north is definitely the path to survival?"
"Because a lot of well-organized revolutionary soldiers formed by miners and blacksmiths have gathered in the north," Meng Chao explained.
"Regardless of who the mastermind behind the Horned Rat God's descent is, as long as he wants to cause an even larger mess, he will definitely need the best cannon fodder.
"As long as all the rat people in the city head north, the well-organized revolutionary soldiers who are armed to the teeth will definitely not just watch them die.
"When both sides get together, it's impossible for them to save a certain group of people and leave the others here to die.
"In the end, the mastermind could only brace himself and help the Rat Folk Revolutionary Army escape Black Corner City with more people than expected.
"Otherwise, the temple won't be able to get much, and he won't be able to recruit a lot of cannon fodder either. His painstaking efforts and astronomical amounts of resources to create this shocking operation would have been for naught!"
"An even larger mess?"
Hailstorm gasped in amazement and looked around. He found it incredibly unreal and ridiculous. "Do you think that there's a bigger mess than blowing up half of Black Corner City?"
Meng Chao grinned.
He knew that no one would believe him.
For thousands of years, no one in Turanze, no matter if it was the high and mighty clan warriors, or the lowly rat people themselves, no one realized the power hidden in the depths of the rat people's lowly bloodline.
Only Meng Chao knew that in his previous life, this power had gathered together to form the Rat People Riot. It swept through all of Turanze and destroyed the Golden Clan's rule over the Turan civilization for one thousand years by the lion and tiger tribes!
Compared to the collapse of the lion and tiger duo's rule, Black Corner City was nothing.
"Alright, even though we've solved the problem with the Stone Shattering Family, there are still plenty of places where the rat people are still burning with passion. They're bewitched. We have to guide them to calm down as soon as possible, break away from the battle, and escape Black Corner City!"
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance. It was in the direction of the Bloody Hoof Temple outside the city.
At some point in time, an incredibly faint and thin pillar of smoke had appeared on the horizon. It looked like it could be cut off by the slightest gust of wind.
But every time he blinked, the pillar of smoke would become thicker and thicker.
It was the Bloody Hoof Tribe's army. The rumbling hooves stirred up the dust, and the flames of war rose together with the flames of revenge.
"There's no time," Meng Chao said to Ice Storm.
"You should have observed carefully just now. There's a high possibility that the Hooded Cloaks will choose their next target. Where is it?"
"There."
Ice Storm pointed southwest. About eight hundred steps away was a burning street. "That's the mansion of the Bronze Hammer Family. The Bronze Hammer Family's strength among the wild pigmen is second only to the Iron Skin Family. They also have a temple with a long history. It's said that there are countless secret medicine and divine weapons worshiped there.
"There's a fierce battle going on in that area. There are a lot of rat people who have gone crazy from killing. If we don't think of a way to make them calm down, when the Bloody Hoof Army returns to Black Corner City, they'll definitely be trampled to a pulp!"
"Alright."
Meng Chao's eyes shone. "Then let's go and see what sort of 'surprise' we can find in the Bronze Hammer Family's temple!"
Reality proved that Meng Chao's guess was not wrong.
The mastermind had invested an immeasurable amount of resources into the operation to overthrow Black Corner City.
There were more than ten or even more elite battle squads made up of hooded cloaks. While the surging tide of rat people attracted the attention of most of the clan warriors and temple guards who stayed behind, under the cover of flames and thick smoke, they climbed over the collapsed fences and broken walls and secretly sneaked into Blackhorn City. The temple had existed long before the military nobles who had been passed down for a thousand years had risen to power.
If everything went smoothly, the ancient weapons, totem armor, ancient formulas, and unique medicine that were worshiped in the temple would be looted by them.
Then, these things would land in the hands of ambitious people.
They would not be of any help to the cause of millions of rat people fighting for freedom and dignity.
The soldiers of the Revolutionary Army, who were charging at the sharpest sabers and swords of the warriors of the clans with the hottest blood and the hardest bones, still did not realize that they were merely paying the price in "whatever it takes".
This was what had happened in Meng Chao's previous life, in the blood-stained future.
And now, this damn future was being changed by Meng Chao and everyone else!
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