Fortunately, the elite warriors of the Bloodhoof clan have relatively obvious characteristics.

Except for a very few foreign warriors, most of the clan warriors who were born and raised in the Bloodhoof territory, no matter how mixed they were, had strong characteristics of the artiodactyl beasts.

Including their totem armor, they also have a distinct family heritage and are engraved with shining runes and totems.

As for the hooded and cloaked people who sneaked into Noire City, once their disguises are broken, their appearances are all kinds of different.

Like ligers, jackals, lizards and vultures, the hybrids are even more obvious.

Coupled with his guilty-minded temperament, he is easily distinguished from the angry Bloodhoof warriors.

So, on the streets filled with gunpowder smoke, inside the burning ruins, and near temples, as long as the Bloodhoof warriors meet these guys who have strong characteristics of outsiders and run away when they see them, they will immediately break out.

A series of bloody battles.

No matter how rigorous the training these "messengers of the Great Horned Rat God" received in the past, they are not as good as the clan warriors who have been passed down for thousands of years. They used various secret medicines and the flesh and blood of totem beasts to lay the foundation while they were still in their mothers' wombs.

They are just thieves who steal and dig up graves. Once they come into close combat with the regular army, how can they be their opponents?

In just half a moment, countless hoods and cloaks were splattered with blood and even their bodies were shattered into thousands of pieces, becoming victims of the boundless fury of the Bloodhoof warriors.

Soon, all the hooded cloaks that were blocked in various temples were wiped out.

But the still angry Bloodhoof warriors soon discovered that the real trouble had just begun.

They were still a step late.

There were already many hoods and cloaks, and they looted most of the temple in Noire City. Before they surrounded the temple, they escaped and were running around in the streets and alleys.

At this moment, Noire City has been transformed beyond recognition by a series of massive methane explosions.

The smoke and flames tore the Bloodhoof warriors' vision and communications to pieces.

As a result, every team of Bloodhoof warriors would immediately become isolated and helpless once they rushed into the flames and smoke and started searching among the ruins.

And the hooded and cloaked people who escaped from the temple were as slippery as oiled loaches, as if they could even get into gaps as wide as a palm.

In addition, there were newly armed rat rebels everywhere, shouting at the top of their lungs and running around like headless chickens, which only added fuel to the chaotic situation.

Of course, the Bloodhoof warriors did not put the rat rebels in front of them.

Anyway, even if they stand still and let the rat rebels slash at them with their swords, even if they chop them a hundred times, they may not be able to break through the totem armor that is so tight that no half inch of their skin is exposed.

The problem is, if they want to kill all the rat rebels blocking the entire street, they will waste a lot of time, lose sight of the real goal, and tear the already fragmented organization into even more chaos, unable to effectively receive, convey, and implement.

An order from outside Black Point.

——This is the reason why ancient armies often "looted massively and did not seal their swords for three days" after conquering a city.

Under the backward communication conditions and organizational power, it is impossible to block the knife, and it is simply impossible to control it.

Although Blackhorn City is the hometown of many Bloodhoof warriors, from the bottom of their hearts, they do not want to make this glorious city, especially their own mansion, a mess.

However, the temple was invaded, and the humble rat people dared to resist the rule of the samurai master. This incredible psychological impact made them furious and completely overwhelmed their reason.

Not to mention, there are many Bloodhoof warriors from small and medium-sized local towns.

Even if Noire City is really turned upside down, what does it have to do with them?

Seeing that the situation has become as pulpy as hot porridge that has been spilled on the ground, something new has happened.

A team of Bloodhoof warriors came from the local area and blocked two panicked hooded cloaks at the end of a broken street.

As a result of the fierce battle, they had several wounds on their bodies that were deep enough to show the bones.

But the two hooded cloaks were literally "exploded" by them.

Not only did the totem armor shatter, but two antique war knives and several sticks of fragrant secret medicine burst out from inside the armor.

Naturally, these things were stolen from a certain temple by the hooded and cloaked people.

The bloodhoof warrior from the local area stared at the sword and secret medicine, his eyes gradually straightened.

They all come from unremarkable third-rate families on the fringes of the Bloodhoof clan.

The magnificent temple in Blackhorn City has nothing to do with them.

In the small and simple temple in their hometown, there was no such a powerful looking sword enshrined, and the smell of a secret medicine that made people want to move.

With their Adam's apple rolling, they swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva with difficulty. Several Bloodhoof warriors looked around and found that no powerful man from the wealthy families in Black Corner City could see them.

Naturally, they were quick with their hands and feet and quickly took the "trophy" into their arms.

After all, they were the ones who killed the damn enemy with their own hands.

According to the laws of the Turan people, if the loot exploded from the enemy's body does not belong to them, who else will it belong to?

Similar things gradually happened more and more frequently amid the flames and thick smoke.

It is already an extremely difficult task to discover the traces of thieves in the extremely chaotic burning city and beat these despicable villains alive.

No one can guarantee that the thief he stopped must be the guy who stole his own temple.

So, what should we do when facing the hooded and cloaked people, all kinds of psychic weapons, gleaming weapons, and secret medicines containing the power of terrifying totems?

Are you going to stay where you are and wait for the owner to arrive and return the property to its original owner?

How can it be!

Many Bloodhoof warriors already knew that their temples had been looted and all ancient weapons, armors and secret medicines were missing.

How could they, who were eager to recover their losses, give away the fat they had obtained?

There are many such things, and it is inevitable to encounter "a group of Bloodhoof warriors are searching for loot from the corpse of a temple thief. They are about to stuff the loot into their arms, but they bump into another group of Bloodhoof warriors rushing through the smoke.

Come out, and the latter is the original owner of these trophies." Such an embarrassing moment.

If there were no serial explosions of methane.

If it hadn’t been for the “coming of the horned rat god” that shattered the outlook of the clan warriors.

If there had not been a theft of the temple, the Bloodhoof warriors would have been extremely angry and lost their minds.

If every war team, war gang and war group can still maintain strict organization and a high degree of order.

Regarding the ownership of the spoils of war, it is not necessarily impossible to bring it before the chiefs and priests for negotiation and settlement.

Even if verbal negotiation fails, it can still be resolved by the Bloodhoof warriors in a glorious gladiatorial battle in front of the temple.

Regardless of victory or defeat, harmony will not be harmed.

Unfortunately, after rushing into Black Horn City and seeing a scene that looked like doomsday, the nerves of all the Bloodhoof warriors had either been broken long ago or were on the verge of breaking.

Many people see ancient weapons, armors and secret medicines enshrined in their own temples falling into the hands of others. They have no time or bother to tell whether the other party is a temple thief or a "companion" who is trying to fish in troubled waters.

Yelling violently, slashing with great force, cutting off all the claws reaching for their treasures, this is the easiest way for the Bloodhoof warriors to solve the problem.

The other situation is a noble warrior who was born and raised in Black Corner City and comes from a large sect.

It was discovered that a third-rate warrior from the local area was secretly searching for the body of the temple thief.

In fact, the trophies recovered from the corpses may not be the weapons, armors and temples enshrined in the temples of these noble warrior families and belonging to their ancestors.

However, under the shroud of flames and thick smoke, in this burning city that is out of order and chaotic, who cares about this?

The noble warriors from the wealthy families smiled and politely thanked the third-rate warriors from local towns for their bravery and helped them recover the stolen goods from the family temple.

Holding the war ax or war hammer that was constantly vibrating and screaming in one hand, he spread it out with the other hand, stretched it out in front of the third-rate warriors, and politely asked them to "return the property to its original owner."

Most of the time, third-rate samurai from local villages and towns, after comparing the diameter of their own thighs with the diameter of their opponent's arms, would obediently hand over the stolen goods and receive gratitude and everyone would be happy.

As for those third-rate warriors who are obsessed with things and are stubborn to the end.

As for the noble warriors from the rich families, we really have no choice but to invite them, and they will be tough and stubborn.

There are more and more similar things happening, and they are gradually escalating, and the Bloodhoof warriors from local towns are gradually enlightened.

Among the ruins, they found the bodies of some of their companions who also came from local towns.

The fatal injuries suffered by the corpse are not likely to be caused by temple thieves.

Temple thieves mostly use thin, short, sharp weapons, and the wounds they cause are often cuts and stab wounds.

These corpses were killed by heavy weapons such as maces, meteor hammers, and giant axes, with broken bones and broken bones, and their brains burst.

Judging from the killing style, it looks very much like the work of one of the Bloodhoof clan.

Looking at the bloody corpse, the Bloodhoof warriors from local towns were silent for a long time.

Suddenly they realized a problem that they should have been aware of long ago.

The temple in the fucking Black Corner City was looted. What does it have to do with these Bloodhoof warriors from local towns?

Of course, they are brothers connected by blood, and the ancestors and spirits are all closely related. Logically speaking, they should share weal and woe and be united.

However, the high orcs have never been a reasonable race.

Working hard in the flames and smoke of gunpowder, and finally getting a little bit of profit, there is a high possibility that the rich and powerful will snatch the loot away from you, or even take your own life.
Chapter completed!