Unfortunately, before the emotion of regret came to mind, the sharp blade of death had already harvested all their souls.

What was a dead forest a moment ago suddenly turned into a noisy and bloody slaughterhouse.

Dozens of rat warriors were immediately dismembered and even torn into pieces, torn into bloody pieces by the wargs.

More rat warriors suffered broken tendons and fractures, blood spurted out, and the arms holding the sharp blades separated from their bodies and flew high into the air.

More importantly, their carefully disguised formation was completely overwhelmed by the elite wolves that fell from the sky.

Everyone is trapped in the hopeless situation of working independently and scattered.

Of course, these warriors of the rat people who fear death will never be willing to meet their rat god empty-handed.

The massive amount of killing information that was forcibly implanted into the depths of my brain last night played a key role at this moment.

The brains of many rat warriors are still immersed in long dreams, unable to extricate themselves from hundreds of brutal fights.

One of the sequelae of overloaded brain cells is that they cannot tell the difference between dreams and reality, or even the difference between survival and death.

The strong smell of blood activated the "switch" deep in their brains, causing them to mistakenly believe that everything that happened before them was just another nightmare.

Then, just like the hundreds of nightmares you experienced last night, turn into the devil in the nightmare and fight happily!

Thinking like this, the rat warriors quickly came to their senses and got rid of the fear caused by the howling of wolves. Their eyes were red, foaming at the mouth, and streams of heat gushing out of their noses, like a killing machine about to explode, and headed towards

The nearest wolf elite pounced.

Of course they are no match for the elite wolves.

But victory, defeat, and life and death on the battlefield cannot be determined by a simple comparison of combat data.

The distance between the two sides is too close.

The environment in the jungle is too complex.

Even the elite minions of the wolf clan can easily penetrate the chest of the rat warriors.

But loyalty to the Great Horned Rat God can temporarily replace Bu Bu's beating heart, pumping the last and strongest power into the limbs of the rat warriors.

In the midst of violent shouts, they hugged the wolf elites tightly and stabbed their swords, daggers and even their own teeth deep into the flesh and blood of the wolf elites along the gaps in the armor.

It was also the first time for these elite wolves to face off against the elite soldiers of the Great Horn Legion.

They also made the mistake of underestimating their enemies.

Just like the rat warriors just now, they had the idea of ​​"going all out to overwhelm the enemy's formation".

He thought that as long as he fell from the sky, he would be able to scare the rat warriors out of their wits with the howl of wolves.

Neither of them expected that the other's resilience was so amazing.

The confrontation between the brave and the victor soon turned into a brutal heart-wrenching battle.

The elite members of the wolf clan are certainly superior in skills.

He wanted to eat all the rat warriors in the shortest time, but he had to pay a heavy price.

The spirit and fighting power displayed by the warriors of the rat people were completely different from those of the ordinary rat people, which also made the elite wolf tribe mistakenly believe that the enemy in front of them was all the ambush.

Unconsciously, both sides lost the concept of formation, like two exhausted fighting dogs, entangled in the depths of the jungle.

Even if they cling to each other and fall into a swamp together, they are unwilling and unable to let go of each other.

Only a handful of masters, such as Meng Chao and Ice Storm, could remain undisturbed by the chaotic battle situation.

Meng Chao focused half of his attention on the lights and shadows of swords and swords around him.

Try to appear a little higher than the rat warriors, to ensure your own safety, but not to be attacked by the wolf elites.

But he focused the other half of his attention on the surroundings of the jungle, not missing every sign that was ticking deep in the jungle.

Meng Chao could conclude that the main force of the White Bone Battalion was nearby.

Now, hundreds of crazy rat warriors have entangled the elite wolf clan tightly, and the main force of the Bone Camp cannot miss this fleeting opportunity.

But Meng Chao had not yet guessed in what form the main force of the White Bone Battalion would arrive.

You know, they can't ambush too close to the jungle.

Otherwise, the scouts sent out by the wolf reinforcements would discover them together with Meng Chao's ambush troops.

But they can't ambush too far away.

Otherwise, the long-distance attack will cause too much noise and take a lot of time. The elite wolves who are aware of it in advance are fully capable of getting rid of the entanglement and withdrawing from the jungle.

Seeing the rat warriors around Meng Chao falling one after another.

The elite wolves gradually took the initiative on the battlefield and were able to assemble, advance and retreat calmly.

What method can the main force of the Bone Camp have to appear in front of them without being noticed?

At the moment when I am puzzled.

Meng Chao's nostrils contracted and he smelled a sour smell.

The familiar smell activated the database deep in his brain.

He quickly compared it with hundreds of materials in his memory, and finally narrowed the comparison range to seven or eight materials that were rich in psychic energy, flammable and explosive.

A thin layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on Meng Chao's forehead.

"Quick, get down!"

He ignored the fact that there was a wolf cavalryman beside him, brandishing his saber that was three or four arms long, and struck hard at his neck.

Instead, he yelled at the ice storm beside him, jumped, and hit the mud hard.

Hold your head with both hands, use your elbows and toes as fulcrums, and support your chest and abdomen on the ground.

The wolf trooper missed the target.

The sword only cut off a few of Meng Chao's hair.

However, he used his exquisite riding skills to control the warg and pedal heavily on a mandala tree in front of him, which was as thick as an arm's length. He turned around with extreme dexterity and raised his sharp blade towards Meng Chao again.

The wolf cavalryman didn't know why Meng Chao suddenly fell down.

I thought he was frightened by his unstoppable sword light and his legs were weak.

His eyes suddenly revealed a light that was half sarcastic and half cruel.

The wolf rider and the warg on his crotch let out cold laughter at the same time.

The laughter was quickly covered up by the high-frequency whistling sound of the blade.

The wolf cavalry sped up again, the sword glowed, spurting out a flame seven or eight arms long, piercing Meng Chao's neck.

Until this moment, Meng Chao still refused to dodge.

He just raised his head slightly from his arms and looked at the wolf cavalry with eyes full of pity.

It was like looking at a mutilated, bloody corpse.

boom!

Just then, the explosion occurred.

This jungle is full of swamps.

Every swamp is filled with black gelatinous mud, which bubbles "gurglingly".

In the long prosperous era of the past half century, all creatures in Turanze have multiplied and grown freely.

Not only did the number of high-level orcs reach several times the peak.

The ecosystem in the jungle has also become extremely complex and rich.

The result of the massive reproduction and death of organisms is that the thickness of humus in the jungle has increased by at least three to five times compared to ever before.

A lot of humus and swamp merge into one.

Fermentation continues at the bottom of the swamp, releasing a large amount of flammable and explosive biogas.

After the brutal fight between the two sides just now, the shock wave shook the swamp, causing all the methane gas to rise from the depths of the mud.

Of course, in a natural environment, no matter how high the concentration of biogas is, it is not easy to explode.

After all, the jungle is not a confined space like an underground passage.

The methane gas spurting out from the depths of the swamp, even if it is low in the jungle due to its high density, is ignited by lightning.

At most, it can ignite a raging flame, but it is difficult to turn into a devastating shock wave.

But what if the real ambush had already buried a large number of explosives deep in the swamp?

The Bighorn Corps has very professional geotechnical and blasting capabilities.

Since they can use a series of large explosions of methane to blow up the entire Black Corner City.

Install a batch of explosives at a strategic location deep in the jungle. When the wolf elites come out in force and fight the first wave of ambush soldiers acting as bait, they will suddenly detonate, causing shock waves and raging flames to cover the entire battlefield.

, how difficult is it to completely disrupt the elite position of the wolf tribe?

Meng Chao felt a river of magma above his head, flowing mightily.
To be continued...