When each other's war hammers smashed each other's joints, their swords split each other's bones, and their teeth were deeply embedded in each other's flesh.

Whether there is a misunderstanding or even why we are fighting is no longer important.

On both sides of the war, each person's totem armor erupted with sparkling red light on the operation interface. Using the most gorgeous sound and light effects, their fighting spirit was instantly aroused to the limit, and their bodies were wildly stimulated and released.

A large amount of adrenaline, dopamine and enkephalins are released, causing them to fall into a whirlpool of killing and cannot extricate themselves.

Perhaps, to totem warriors, the only thing that matters is fighting.

As for the reason for fighting and the object of fighting, it is not important in the first place.

In the chaos of the battle, no one even noticed that the ancient weapons, armor and secret medicine that originally attracted the two groups of people to gather here were all missing!

Of course, before either side is completely dead and wounded, the totem warriors whose brains are boiling like lava may not have time to think about it even if they notice this problem.

While two groups of Bloodhoof warriors were fighting, Meng Chao and Ice Storm returned to the area where a large number of rat rebels gathered.

The peripheral pressure dropped sharply, allowing the rat rebels to finally take a breath.

Under the command of the Rat God's messenger, basic order was restored.

In the process of pushing and shoving, the crowd gradually divided into several rows, quickly passed through huge holes or long and narrow cracks in the ground, and disappeared deep into the earth.

There were fewer and fewer rat people stranded on the ground, and Meng Chao's heart hanging in his throat gradually swallowed back into his stomach.

Both Ye Zi and the children from Cailuo Village should have escaped from Black Corner City safely, right?

Meng Chao was looking forward to it.

"It seems that you really care about the life and death of these ordinary rat people."

Ice Storm observed his words and was a little puzzled, "You shouldn't be a rat citizen, why?"

"Because they all have great potential to become my high-quality customers in the near future!"

Meng Chao smiled slightly and said something that Bing Storm didn't understand.

In addition to cultivating the consumer market, another more important reason is that Meng Chao hopes that Dragon City in this world can take a completely different path from its previous life.

The Dragon City civilization in the previous life didn't care about the lives of ordinary rat people, let alone them.

Even the lives of tens of millions of ordinary citizens in Longcheng, not many powerful people would care.

As a result, ten thousand suns detonated over Dragon City, and fire of destruction fell from the sky, bringing the end of the entire civilization.

Meng Chao didn't know where the key to crushing the apocalypse was hidden.

Therefore, he can only try to do something completely different from his previous life.

Although the life of an ordinary rat citizen is insignificant.

But who can guarantee that the key to crushing the apocalypse and saving Dragon City is not hidden in a rat boy like "Yi Zi"?

Of course, no matter how hard he tried, it was still too idealistic to rescue all the millions of rat people from Noire City.

Even if the rat people gathered in the northern area of ​​the city are in front of them, it is impossible for them all to escape one by one along the underground passage.

Bloodhoof warriors are no fools.

They will react quickly and start chasing them again, even all the way into the underground passage.

I want most of the rat people to evacuate safely.

Someone needs to voluntarily stand up and block it.

The messenger of the Rat God had already arranged for such a team of people.

Their close relatives were massacred by the Bloodhoof warriors, and their homes were burned to the ground. They had an sworn hatred with the Bloodhoof warriors, and their bodies had been tortured by long-term cruel oppression, making them unfit for the rat people who traveled long distances.

After confirming the candidates, the messengers of the Rat God continued to instill in them the concept of "For the Great Horned Rat God and for the glory of the Sixth Clan, even if you die spectacularly, you will soon be reunited with your relatives on the top of the Holy Mountain."

The Rat People, who have lost all hope, firmly believe in this idea.

They tore off blood-stained strips of cloth from the bodies of their fallen comrades.

The shiny spears and battle axes dug out from the depths of the earth were firmly tied to his palms.

Many people even tied around their waists explosives that emitted extremely unstable psychic ripples given to them by the messenger of the Rat God.

After drinking the mandala fruit wine mixed with the blood of totem beasts, which as rat people, they were absolutely not entitled to enjoy, their spirits gradually became high, ignoring the physical pain and fear of death.

With a smile on his face and full of longing, he watched a large number of fellow rat people escaping from the underground passage, while he stood firm in his position, ready to die with the Bloodhoof warriors who rushed up again at any time.

Meng Chao was in awe of the sacrificial spirit of these rebel soldiers.

Although many rebel soldiers still have strong animalistic features on their faces and bodies.

But Meng Chao was in a daze and couldn't tell the difference between them and the veterans in Longcheng who faced terrifying beasts dozens of times more powerful than themselves and still fought to the death.

Meng Chao didn't have much favorable impressions of the conspirators with ulterior motives hiding behind the Horned Rat God.

Meng Chao did not think there was any problem with these ordinary rat people who believed in the horned rat god and, under the blood-stained battle flag, could not bear it any longer and rose up to fight for dignity and freedom.

As an Earthling from the 22nd century who is familiar with countless similar failed uprisings in the history of civilization for thousands of years, he is certainly qualified to laugh at the ignorance of these rat people.

However, it is impossible to do better than to relocate to another place and put the people on earth in the environment of these rat people and endure their fate of being squeezed, enslaved, despised, and deceived.

Because of this, Meng Chao did not want the Rat Rebels to repeat the mistakes of their previous lives.

After shedding countless blood, he once again fell into the cycle of being deceived and enslaved, becoming a stepping stone for careerists.

"I hope that my rebirth will bring the sacrifices of all the heroic victims their due value."

With this thought in mind, Meng Chao tightened his rags and squeezed into the crowd together with Ice Storm.

At this time, the organization of the Rat People's Rebel Army was still very chaotic.

Many rat people came here from all directions, drifting with the current and being carried away.

They were all so disoriented and in shock that they almost forgot their own names, let alone identifying each other.

The messengers of the Rat God have extremely limited manpower and time.

Obviously it is impossible to carry out detailed screening work on every rat citizen here.

Besides, the Bloodhoof warriors have very distinctive characteristics, from their appearance to their stature to their burning murderous intent.

It is unlikely that any Bloodhoof warrior would have the sudden idea to sneak into the ranks of the rat rebels and play some undercover trick.

Therefore, the messenger of the Rat God could only work together and get everyone into the tunnel first.

In this way, Meng Chao and Ice Storm went deep underground smoothly.

Together with hundreds of rat people, they advanced underground.

To avoid crowding and trampling on each other, causing unnecessary chaos and casualties, there is an iron chain in front and behind each queue.

Just hold on to the iron chain and move forward to maintain the most basic order.

On both sides of the underground passage, every three or five arms' distance, a shining warning miner's lamp will be lit to guide the direction of hope.

In addition, this underground passage built thousands of years ago was originally prepared for the huge Bloodhoof warriors.

Most of the rat people are several rounds smaller than the bloodhoof warriors.

This also ensures that there is a relatively spacious space between each other, so that the tragedy of trampling on each other will not occur.

Even so, this long journey in a low-light underground environment still tests the organization of the entire team and the commander's dispatching ability.

Meng Chao was very doubtful whether the untrained rat slave workers around him could really grit their teeth and travel more than ten or even dozens of miles to reach a safe area far away from Black Point City.

If the exit is too close to Black Point City, it will be meaningless.

Because the Bloodhoof Chapter stationed outside the city can catch up with them and defeat them in a matter of minutes.

At this time, there was a rumbling explosion behind them.

The entire underground passage trembled slightly.

A large amount of fine sand and gravel were shaken from the heads of everyone.

It should be that the Bloodhoof warriors once again entered the northern area of ​​the city and had a confrontation with the blocking troops who stayed behind.

Even the Bloodhoof warriors have discovered the secret of the underground escape passage and are trying to conquer the entrance to the underground passage at all costs.

Meng Chao was extremely anxious.

No matter how hard the blocking troops look upon death, they will never die.

Once the Bloodhoof Warriors become serious, they are destined to have no chance.

It won't be long before the Bloodhoof warriors will rush into the underground passage, like a combination of a meat grinder and a boring machine, crushing them all the way up, crushing all the rat people still stranded in the underground passage into a pulp.

And there is absolutely no way that the rat people can escape from this extremely long corridor in just half a moment to a moment.

Obviously, besides Meng Chao and Ice Storm, many rat people are aware of this problem.

Seeing that the team had regained some order, it gradually became panicked and disorganized again.

boom!

A deafening explosion suddenly came from a place very close to the end of the line.

A large number of boulders collapsed, tightly blocking the end of the underground passage.

But this won't delay for long.

No matter how huge the boulder is and how hard the texture is, it can only be bombarded by a few times for the Bloodhoof warriors wearing totem armor and holding rock-breaking giant hammers.

"Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up!"

Deep in the corridor, someone shouted.

"Don't panic, everyone. The Great Horned Rat God has blessed us all the way here. As long as our faith in the Rat God is firm, we will be able to escape smoothly!"

Someone else was so relieved.

This is a good thing to say.

Everything that happened in Black Corner City today was probably an out-and-out "miracle" to everyone except Meng Chao and Ice Storm!
Chapter completed!