Meng Chao was equally shocked.

Allowing so many civilians without professional training to carry out short-distance jumps to the planet's surface in one go will not cause too serious side effects.

Except for a few weak rat people who knelt on the ground and faintly vomited, most of the people were able to stand up unsteadily after taking a dozen deep breaths.

This is something that Dragon City's teleportation device cannot do yet.

However, Meng Chao noticed that both ends of the transmission system seemed to be fixed on the ground.

A huge disc made of granite-like material was embedded deep into the ground. Mysterious and complicated cuneiform characters were engraved on the surface. It was impossible to dig out and moved with the large army.

In other words, these two teleportation arrays only built a point-to-point teleportation line from Black Corner City to dozens of miles outside the city.

Unlike Dragon City's transmission device, it can be disassembled and assembled at will, transported by armored airships, and elite soldiers and generals can be dropped to any location.

From the perspective of flexibility and portability, Longcheng’s transmission technology also has its own advantages.

If the two transmission technologies can be integrated together and each can take advantage of their own strengths...

"Dragon City Civilization in the previous life did not develop decent teleportation technology at all because the most important time travel experts were targeted and assassinated by alien beasts."

Meng Chao thought to himself, "When the high-level orcs fought in other worlds, there seemed to be no large-scale use of teleportation technology to send heavy troop groups behind the strategic depth of the Holy Light camp.

"It seems that, like most of the outstanding technologies left by the ancient Turan people, today's advanced orcs also know about such a wonderful 'black technology' as the teleportation array but don't know why.

“I only regard it as the ‘blessing of the ancestors’, but I have never thought about how it should be researched, improved and applied in actual combat on a large scale.

"If the Dragon City and Turan civilizations in this world can start cooperation and research earlier and integrate each other's teleportation technology, it will definitely change the strategic situation of the war in other worlds, and even become a ' trump card ' that determines the outcome!"

Meng Chao made a mental note of this matter.

Then he cast his gaze to a slightly distant place and secretly observed the guys who were responding to them.

In the dense forest next to the ancient teleportation array, hundreds of tents have long been stationed.

Nearly a thousand fierce-looking rat warriors are waiting for the escapees from Black Point City.

These warriors have a large number of characteristics from different clans mixed around them, and they are all full-blooded hybrids.

This is the most distinctive symbol of the rat people.

However, they are different from the ordinary rat people who have been enslaved and oppressed for many years, and their humility and lack of self-confidence seep into their bones.

Each of these rat warriors held their heads high, their chests high, their muscles full, their eyes bright, and their spirits high.

The confidence that he will defeat all enemies under the protection of his ancestors is almost beyond words.

Compared with the rat people who escaped from Black Corner City, they looked like two completely different races.

"This is a well-trained and strong force."

Meng Chao thought to himself, "Even if you are far from reaching the level of a totem warrior, even if you really encounter a totem warrior, you will not collapse at the first touch, and you will definitely fight to the last soldier."

In addition, Meng Chao noticed that on the breastplates of these elite rat warriors and on the battle flags placed around the camp, there was a skull in the shape of a rat head.

On top of the skull, there are more than a dozen large horns growing in criss-cross directions.

On the big horn, blood dripped down.

Around the skull, there was a circle of strange flames.

Those elite rat warriors who were particularly strong in stature, looked particularly capable, and looked like military officers also wore masks that resembled rat skulls.

It looks both fierce and mysterious.

These elite rat warriors, who wear the big horn war emblem and whose origins are unknown, have already dealt with hundreds of groups of rat people who escaped from the teleportation array, and are already familiar with it.

They swarmed up and helped the frightened rat people down from the teleportation array, lest they block the teleportation of the next group of escapees.

In the dense forest, dozens of large pots have been set up, simmering thick and fragrant datura fruit puree and paste.

The fire head is extremely small, and the smoke exhaust pipe with seven twists and turns will discharge the smoke directly into the ground, and then release it through hundreds of honeycomb-like holes. You will never be able to see the smoke from dozens of miles away.

signs.

Based on this delicate thought alone, Meng Chao felt that it was not something that an ordinary orc war group could accomplish.

In addition, there were many female soldiers who checked the injuries of the escapees, bandaged their wounds, and spoke softly to soothe their emotions, so that the escapees could accept the fact that they had been saved in the shortest possible time.

The fugitives who thought they were certain to die in Black Point City had never experienced such considerate treatment.

They were so flattered that almost instantly, they were filled with infinite trust and goodwill towards the ferocious-looking rat skull war emblem on the battle flag.

However, Meng Chao noticed that in the process of welcoming the fugitives, these elite rat warriors quietly distinguished the stronger and tougher fugitives from the old, weak, women and children by distributing food and checking their injuries.

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Meng Chao and Bing Storm looked at each other.

The two of them became more and more curious about this mysterious and extremely efficient team.

"Fellow fellows of the Big Horn Clan, congratulations to everyone. Under the blessing of the Big Horned Rat God, you have finally escaped from death, and have forever escaped the fate of being enslaved, bullied, and killed!"

When the emotions of this group of escapees gradually calmed down, an officer wearing a rat skull mask and extremely gorgeous armor stood on the big bluestone in the middle of the forest and said in a loud voice, "In the past three to five months,

You have already dealt with many of us. In the bloody battle that we just experienced, which turned the entire Black Corner City upside down, you also fought side by side with us, fighting bloody battles, killing each other's flesh and blood and even bones.

, all blended together!

"However, for safety reasons, we still cannot tell you our true names and origins at that time.

"Until now, everyone has left the man-eating devil's cave of Black Corner City far behind. The so-called despicable bloodline has been completely purified by everyone's courage to fight to the end. What awaits you will be an extremely bright future and an incomparable future."

On the journey of glory, we can finally say our name openly and openly - the most proud name in the entire Tulan Ze.

"We are from the Great Horn Legion, and we are all warriors of the Great Horned Rat God!"

As he spoke, the officer took off the rat skull mask on his face.

Revealing a face full of scars but full of heroic spirit.

The four words "Great Horn Legion" were like a magic spell containing infinite totem power, making all the rat warriors around them, who were originally as straight as a spear-throwing waist, rise two or three inches higher again.

The fiery energy and spirit had great contagious power, leaving a deep impression on all the escapees from the name "Big Horn Legion".

Meng Chao felt even more "thumped" in his heart.

He knew that these elite rat warriors standing in front of him were the ones who started the "Big Horn Rebellion" in his previous life, severely impacting the ruling order of Turanze for thousands of years, creating history, and indirectly destroying the future.

"We, the Great Horned Legion, have been protected by the Great Horned Rat God and have been given infinite courage and strength. We are determined to fight for the tens of thousands of rat people in Turanze!"

This officer of the Great Horn Legion said sonorously, "For thousands of years, the rat people have suffered too much injustice, endured too much slavery, and shed too much blood, enough to drown the blood of the entire Turanze.

Finally turned into blazing flames, awakening the Great Horned Rat God from his thousands of years of slumber!

"Since the day of awakening, the heroic spirit of the Great Horned Rat God has been wandering over the entire Tulanze, observing and selecting those rat people who are full of blood, rebellious, and qualified to withstand the supreme divine power, and help them awaken their power.

, realize your mission.

"Slowly, hundreds, thousands, thousands, more and more awakened rat people gathered together, under the battle flag of the Great Horned Rat God!

"Look at this battle flag, this battle flag embodies all the humiliation and hatred of hundreds of millions of rat people over the past thousands of years!

"The cracked skull represents the slavery and oppression we suffered.

"The big horns on the head are full of intertwined canines, which represent our will to never surrender.

"The blood dripping from the big horn turned into a flame that swept everything, representing our determination to purify the entire world.

"This is the Great Horn Legion, a force that has assembled millions of iron-blooded warriors who are not afraid of death, and there are ten times more warriors gathering, which will surely overthrow the entire Turanze!"

"ah……"

Such heroic words made all the escapees' blood boil.

What happened in the past day and night filled all their brain cells.

Their brains, which were accustomed to being tame and did not have many independent opinions, almost lost the ability to think. They were immersed in the extremely glorious, extremely intense, and extremely beautiful picture painted by the officer Big Horn.

"Perhaps you still have doubts about the power of the Great Horned Rat God, and don't believe that we can gather millions of brave warriors who are not afraid of death in the cracks between the five major clans."

The officer of the Big Horn had bright eyes, and through a simple word game, he tied together the "suspiciousness of the Big Horn Legion" and the "suspiciousness of the Big Horned Rat God".

He pointed at the burning Black-Corner City on the horizon, and suddenly raised his voice, "But, just yesterday, who could have believed that we humble rat people could overturn the entire Black-Corner City and destroy those...

The high-ranking Bloodhoof warriors are all so worried that they are worrying about one thing and not the other?

"Who can believe that when hundreds of rat people form a surging frenzy, they can really devour these bloodhoof warriors, cut them into thousands of pieces, and chop them into pulp?

"Who can believe that we can really escape from Noire City and regain our freedom and the ability to control our destiny?
Chapter completed!