The taurens of the Blood Hoof Clan were famous for their strong bodies, their endurance, and their madness when they saw blood.
The wild boar-people's defense and madness, the centaurs' precision and weight bearing, the elephant-people's stomps and charges … These were the most important characteristics to win a war.
Hence, the Blood Hoof Clan was definitely the main force in the Turan army that could destroy cities and fight head-on.
But the Golden Clan had the characteristics of wolves, tigers, leopards, and lions.
They were the top predators on land.
Clearly, they had more power than the Blood Hoof Clan.
Over the past thousands of years, the supreme throne of war chief had been occupied by the Blood Hoof Clan and the Golden Clan in turns, and the number of times they did so was about seventy to thirty percent.
Most of the time, the mighty Turan army was led by the lionmen and tigermen of the Golden Clan.
The main city of the Golden Clan became the strongest heart of the Turan civilization.
Besides, based on Meng Chao's memories, the victor of the competition between the five races was still the Golden Clan.
Even though there were some minor hiccups that caused the dominance of the lionmen and tigermen to slip through their fingers.
However, the war horn of "Attack the Land of Holy Light" still sounded from Pure Gold City and resounded throughout the entire Tulan Continent.
Aside from this and the destruction of Cailuo Village, there was another reason why Meng Chao was not willing to work with the Blood Hoof Clan.
The Blood Hoof Clan was a bunch of brainless boorish people.
The wild boar-people might be hot-tempered lunatics, but the taurens were not much better.
Only a tiny bit of blood was enough to ignite the desire for slaughter and destruction at the bottom of their hearts, burning away all their rationality, and forcing them to charge forward crazily like devils. They would either stomp all the enemies into meat paste or crash into an iron wall until their heads bled and their brains burst out. There was absolutely no third outcome.
Meng Chao did not think that he could convince a raging bull that would go mad at the sight of blood or a roaring wild boar to delay the full-scale war by a year and a half.
On the contrary, if he really managed to get the Blood Hoof Tribe and Dragon City to work together, then Dragon City would provide the Blood Hoof Tribe with a large batch of weapons so that all the taurens could carry heavy machine guns, all the boar-people could carry rocket launchers, and all the elephant-people could carry grenades around their waists.
The confident Blood Hoof Clan would definitely rush to the Land of Holy Light and launch a war that would be even fiercer and more uncontrollable than in his previous life.
He forced the Holy Light Faction to invest even more forces into the eastern battlefront compared to his previous life. This upgraded the eastern battlefront from a meat grinder to a meat processing plant.
When the butterfly flapped its wings slightly, nobody could predict and control the direction and intensity of the storm.
After he returned to the past, his experiences in Dragon City told him this countless times.
Therefore, he had to be extremely cautious.
Compared to the mad bulls, wild boars, and barbarian elephants of the Bloodhoof Clan, he was more inclined to cooperate with the Golden Clan.
It wasn't that the chiefs and priests of the Golden Clans were good people who ate meat and prayed to Buddha.
Instead, top predators like wolves, tigers, and leopards were usually calmer than mad bulls and wild boars.
At first glance, this conclusion seemed to defy common sense.
But when he thought about it carefully, carnivores usually had more abilities than herbivores to lurk, lurk, wait patiently, judge the timing, analyze the environment, and make plans.
For most of the past thousands of years, the Gold Clan, which had always ruled Turanze, also had a more unruffled "king's aura" than the Blood Hoof Clan, which had always been second. They had a stronger ability to collect, integrate, manage, and distribute all the resources in Turanze, including human resources.
Hence, after Meng Chao repeatedly made deductions and weighed the pros and cons, he decided to go to Pure Gold City.
He wanted to kill the person who was about to stir up the war in the Other World and turn the eastern frontlines into a bloody slaughterhouse.
He also wanted to search for the person who could change the course of the war and save Turanze and Dragon City.
If he could not find him …
Then he would personally create him.
The ice tornado cast Meng Chao a deep glance.
Based on Meng Chao's determined gaze, she could tell that he was not lying.
Both of them really had the same destination.
This caused the flames of delight to light up in the depths of the Snow Leopard Warrior's frozen eyes.
However, she did not ask Meng Chao why this black-haired and black-eyed outsider wanted to go to Pure Gold City.
It was just like how Meng Chao did not ask her why she wanted to escape from Black Horn City and head to Pure Gold City.
Based on what she said, two years ago, she had escaped from the Golden Clan's territory and went through a lot of trouble to reach Black Horn City, the main city of the Blood Hoof Clan.
Besides, as a free gladiator, if she wanted to leave Black Horn City, she should have had countless better chances to do so over the past two years.
Why did she have to wait until the storm was about to descend before she prepared to leave?
Also, the competition between the five races was about to begin, and the one thousand year fight between the Blood Hoof Clan and the Golden Clan was about to happen again. If she returned to Pure Gold City at this time, would she not be walking right into a trap?
Meng Chao did not ask any of these questions.
He believed that when the time was right, the ice tornado would naturally tell him.
It was just like how he did not mind telling her more secrets once he saw more trustworthy potential in the ice tornado and turning her into one of Superstar's hot-selling products as well as a first-class agent in Turanze.
Right then, Meng Chao only cared about one thing. "When do you intend to leave? How much time do we have to prepare?"
"Half a month."
The Ice Storm said, "This morning, Bloody Hoof, Iron Hide, Fire Song, Trident … and more than twenty main families of the Bloody Hoof Clan have reached an agreement. In half a month, they will gather in the largest and oldest temple in Blackhorn City and swear to the common ancestors of the Bloody Hoof Clan. They will erase all the conflicts and grudges within the clan in the past decades and merge their blood into an invincible force that will work together to challenge the supreme throne that controls the entire Turanze and win the highest glory for their common ancestors!"
"Understood."
Meng Chao nodded. "At that time, the Blood Hooves Army will be going to war, right?"
"Yes, we're about to set off."
The Blizzard said, "According to the information brought back by the conscription team from all directions, even in the Bloodhoof Clan's territory, behind the most remote mountain village, the last Mandala Tree has already bloomed. This means that in the next ten years or even a few decades, all the Mandala Trees in the entire Tulan Lake won't bear any Mandala Fruit.
"Although Blackhorn City's warehouse is already filled to the brim with food.
"But we can't just sit around and eat.
"Bloodhoof Clan is also the group of people with the greatest appetite among the five great clans.
"To solve the problem of food, the sooner we set off, the better."
"Makes sense. Regardless of whether we snatch more food or use up a large number of people, we can solve the problem of food …"
Meng Chao thought about it for a while and said, "I don't understand. The rich clans like Blood Hooves and Iron Skins seem to be like fire and water. At that time, will they really put down their grudges and work together?"
"They can. You don't understand the personality of the people of Tulan. Over the past thousands of years, they've always been like this. The two great clans who usually fight against each other and often fight will instantly become comrades who will live and die together if they swear an oath of blood in the temple. During the competition between the five clans and the Battle of Glory, they can be at ease and let the other party protect their backs. If anyone still thinks about the trivial matters within their clan when they go to a larger battlefield, they will be looked down upon by everyone and punished by the spirits of their ancestors," the Blizzard said.
"But the point isn't that the entire Bloodhoof Clan will be united after half a month, but that everyone hasn't sworn an oath of blood in the past half a month!
"Be careful. During this half a month, Blackhorn City is bound to stir up a bloodbath. The Bloodhoof Clan, Iron Skins Clan, and the other great clans will be dragged into it, and they will fight until their heads bleed!"
Meng Chao quirked his eyebrows.
"Is it because I killed Big Buck and set off a chain reaction?" he asked.
"Not entirely. Regardless of whether it's you killing Big Buck or me destroying and snatching the Iron Skins Clan's Million Steam Hammer, they're just fuses. The deeper goal is to determine the positions of the clans in the Bloodhoof Army, their commanding authority, and the order in which they distribute the spoils of war," the Blizzard explained.
The Ice Storm explained, "The Prosperous Era that just passed was too long. It was so long that almost all of the powerhouses who were in the limelight during the Glorious Era, who had won everyone's respect, were either old or dead. Almost all of them had fallen.
"Right now, the core forces of the clans are the new generation that grew up during this prosperous era.
"Even though they showed their prowess in the small conflicts between clans and families, and even led small-scale hunting teams to enter deep into the Land of Holy Light and caused a huge ruckus, those were not real battles.
"But in the end, it wasn't a real war. It wasn't enough for them to accumulate true prestige.
"The new powerful fighters of the Iron Skins Clan are not convinced by the new powerful fighters of the Bloodhoof Clan.
"The new powerful fighters of the Barbaric Elephantmen are not convinced by the new powerful fighters of the Wild Boar People.
"The local tyrants often claim that they fight totem beasts in the depths of the forests. They are not convinced by the old nobles who live like princes in Blackhorn City.
"If you don't submit to me, I won't submit to you. If we really fight, we'll lose our lives.
"It's very simple to make these wild high-grade orcs submit to you. High-grade orcs are very simple. If you have the biggest fist, they will submit to you. If you have the biggest fist, everyone will submit to you."
"…"
Meng Chao said. "Are you saying that in the next half a month, we will participate in more fights and use them to decide who the boss of the Bloodhoof Clan is and who the Bloodhoof Army should listen to?"
"Something like that."
Ice Storm put on a callous and excited smile. "But it won't be the two fights you've already participated in. They'll be held in the coliseums.
"You know that many of the spectators think that the fights in the coliseums are too fake, too boring, and have too many rules. The number of people on both sides is the same, and their weapons and equipment are more or less the same. Many of the gladiators have a tacit understanding with each other, and they won't go too far. There are also adjudicators who can stop the fight at any moment. What's the point of this?
"So, in the next half a month, the frequency and brutality of the fights will increase by a lot. More powerful fighters will be involved. The losers might have their blood stained the sand, and the victors will be respected and followed by everyone. They will become heroes who are the center of attention.
"Such grand fights will naturally not be held in the tiny Blood Skull Coliseum."
"Oh?"
Meng Chao asked. "Then, where will it be held?"
"Black Horn City," Ice Storm said faintly.
Hailstorm said faintly, "In the next half a month, the entire Blackhorn City will become a huge arena."
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