The jungle at this moment has turned into a burning slaughterhouse.

As time went by, more and more rat warriors belonging to the Big Horn Legion poured into the jungle from all directions, gradually surrounding the jungle.

They may not be elites like Ye Zi.

There is even a large amount of cannon fodder that does not belong to the Bone Camp mixed in.

But as long as there are enough, even cannon fodder can be condensed into an indestructible wall, blocking or at least delaying the breakthrough of the wolf reinforcements.

Realizing that they had fallen into a trap, the wolf reinforcements also gave up their plan to break out.

There is no difference between being beaten to a pulp by the rat people and causing the rats to run away, and being directly killed by the rat people.

The wolf reinforcements chose to get closer to each other at all costs, trying to assemble an invincible death squad, find the command center of the rat frenzy, and use beheading tactics to turn the tide.

However, there is no conspicuous command center in the surging rat frenzy.

The fanatical rat people didn't seem to need any command, they were just fighting on their own as they pleased.

This is naturally impossible.

A battle between large armies is by no means a fight between common men. What matters is that words are followed and orders and prohibitions are followed.

What's more, the individual soldier qualities of the rat people are much inferior to those of the elite wolf tribe.

If there is no strong command center and is just a piece of loose sand, it is impossible to complete the complex task of "surrounding, dividing and annihilating" the elite wolf clan.

Even Meng Chao was secretly puzzled after seeing this.

The rat warriors who appeared in front of him were all howling and screaming like crazy demons.

Many people had flames shooting out of their seven orifices. No matter how you looked at them, they didn't look like they were executing orders in an orderly manner.

They are just venting their hatred and anger without any thought.

While killing the enemy, he also burned up his own life. In the end, it turned into blazing flames and ended the chaotic battle with wild laughter.

However, the seemingly chaotic attacks really broke down the death squads that the elite wolves had finally gathered together time and time again.

And when a hole appears on a certain front, someone will quickly fill it regardless of their own safety.

The full set of tactical coordination looks so calm and precise, completely opposite to the appearance of the rat warriors.

Even if the Red Dragon Army releases armored airships, gains air superiority and battlefield communication capabilities, and establishes a global tactical chain system covering the entire battlefield, at most it will only be able to implement tactics to this extent.

In the absence of modern military communication equipment and the unsatisfactory quality of individual soldiers, how did the commander of the Bone Battalion achieve "perfect command"?

Meng Chao's heart moved, and he suddenly felt a very special spiritual magnetic wave coming from the air.

He squinted his eyes at first, and then simply closed them.

But it expanded the life magnetic field to the limit, and soaked the entire set of visual organs in abundant spiritual energy, making the vision transcend the limitations of matter and able to clearly see every ripple in the void.

Soon, Meng Chao "saw" something strange.

He discovered that in the seemingly chaotic rat-people frenzy, at intervals, there would be a particularly dense psychic ripple, like a node that was continuously receiving and transmitting spiritual magnetic fluctuations.

Each node can cover approximately a hundred steps in radius, and the nodes rarely overlap, ensuring that the entire battlefield can be covered with the minimum number of nodes.

Meng Chao opened his eyes, crawled to the ground like a squashed gecko, and crawled towards the node closest to him.

Climbing to a distance of twenty or thirty steps from the node, Meng Chao hid behind a bush that was burnt black and looked cautiously in the direction of the node.

He saw, surrounded by hundreds of rat warriors, a high-ranking priest of the Great Horn Legion dancing wildly.

Meng Chao met several priests of the Great Horn Legion.

Most of them wore gorgeous feathered clothes, helmets made in imitation of the image of the rat god, with metal skulls studded with large horns, and masks with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks to hide their true faces.

The high-ranking priest in front of him had replaced his feather coat with armor filled with metal feathers.

The helmet and mask that completely covered the entire head were as seamless as a single piece of casting, and even integrated with his head.

Dozens of large horns radiated out in all directions, like a solidified explosion.

There was also a metal hose cast into the shape of a skeleton, which was dragged from the back of the head to the back, submerged deep into the back armor, and seemed to be connected to the high priest's spine.

The overall shape has the antique flavor of the cold weapon era.

It also has some characteristics of unrestricted warfare in the information age.

More importantly, Meng Chao discovered that a steady stream of psychic energy ripples were radiated and received from the tip of the big horn on the high priest's helmet!

"This is……"

Meng Chao's eyes followed the big horns on the high priest's helmet, all the way to the sky, and then moved from the sky to somewhere outside the jungle.

He seemed to see a series of spiritual energy ripples intersecting to form a colorful and intricate spiritual network, covering the entire battlefield.

In the spiritual network, as the frequency of spiritual magnetic fluctuations changes, a large amount of information falls from the sky, first pouring into the brains of high-ranking priests, and after being processed, is transmitted to the heads of every rat warrior.

Think of the test you received when you joined the Bone Camp.

All the bones of that white jade statue can be opened to form an antenna.

Meng Chao suddenly realized.

“It turns out that the helmets worn by the priests of the Great Horn Legion are not filled with ‘big horns’ but very powerful antennas!”

Through these "antennas", each high-ranking priest is equivalent to a mobile signal base station on the battlefield.

Far outside the jungle, the top commander behind the battle formation can use these "antennas" to share vision and real-time battle conditions with grassroots commanders.

It can also issue orders in a timely manner, allowing grassroots commanders to make adjustments and responses.

No wonder, the Great Horn Legion has only been established for a few years and has not much actual combat experience, but it can fight against the wolf clan with hundreds of thousands of years of history.

It turns out that it is because they have an efficient communication and command system that surpasses the times!

This discovery made Meng Chao's imagination wander.

He thought of the "Great Horned Rat God" himself.

You know, the legend of the Great Horned Rat God has been circulating among the tens of thousands of rat people in Tulanze for thousands of years.

However, for thousands of years, no rat people have ever known why their ancestral spirits have such an image of "big horns on their heads".

Although many high-level orcs have "big horn worship", they feel that the bigger, thicker, and longer the horns on their heads are, the more majestic they will be.

But the original wererats had the characteristics of rodents and were not supposed to have horns on their heads.

Dozens of large horns grew out in one breath, even extending from the top of the head to the back and spine.

This is too exaggerated.

Based on the pictures he saw before him, Meng Chao guessed that the so-called Great Horned Rat God's original form should be a real warrior in Turanze's history.

Of course they are not rat warriors armed with cold weapons and fighting to the death.

But in an era when the Turan civilization was still brilliant and mastered outstanding black technology, a senior commander wore a helmet with extremely powerful data interaction capabilities and acted as the global information processing center.

The so-called "big horn" is the antenna on the helmet.

Maybe, these antennas are directly connected to his brain cells and spinal cord through the helmet and armor!

Perhaps, the careerist hidden behind the Great Horn Legion.

The remains and secrets of this ancient commander were unintentionally unearthed from an ancient ruins.

Only then came the "arrival of the Great Horned Rat God" and the "rise of the Great Horned Legion"!

Now that we have found the rightful owner, the next step will be easy.

Meng Chao believed that these high-level priests, like the messengers of the Rat God, shared vision with the Saint of Ancient Dreams through special helmets studded with antennas.

As long as he can perform well enough in front of high-level priests, he will attract the attention of the Ancient Dream Saint.

Of course, the key is to get it just right.

What if he summoned the totem armor and killed dozens of wolf elites in one go?

The performance is impressive enough.

It will definitely arouse the interest of the Ancient Dream Saint.

But I am afraid that the guy hiding behind the Ancient Dream Saint will also lock him in the first place.

"Totem Armor cannot be reproduced.

"You also cannot use martial arts and characteristics that clearly exceed the level of the rat people.

“But it also makes people’s eyes shine, leaving a deep impression on me even on the smoky and chaotic battlefield.
Chapter completed!