Not to mention, the arrival of these rabble-rousers caused an irreversible blow to the morale of the Great Horn Legion.

Meng Chao, who personally forged his identity and infiltrated the Big Horn Legion, knew very well that the Big Horn Legion did not have the ability to identify the true identity of every rat rebel.

The rat people originally came from different clans, different towns, and different settlements, with different occupations, characteristics, and experiences.

Some are bold poachers.

Some people are miners and foundry workers who work hard. Although they can't bear it anymore and rise up to resist, their relatives still stay in their hometowns.

There are also some people who have enmity with their masters and are wanted by several families.

There are even some rat rebels who are not as just and honorable as they say, but are sneaky and criminal people who try to take advantage of the rat rebellion and wash away their past crimes in the craze of the times.

Therefore, many ratfolk used false identities when they joined the Bighorn Legion.

After long journeys and repeated fierce battles, most of their companions died or fell behind. The comrades around them had changed batch after batch, and no one could confirm or deny their identities.

Under such circumstances, it is very easy for the wolf commander to mix a few grains of "sand" into these rat rebels who are destined to surrender and rebel again.

You know, although the rat people's rebellion swept the entire Tulanze.

But the deep-rooted military aristocracy always raises some loyal "house rats".

The relationship between these "house rats" and their owners may go back thousands of years.

They enjoy far better treatment than ordinary rat people, and their wives and children are very likely to remain in the hands of their masters. It is impossible for them to have any thoughts of betrayal, so they are the best spies.

Let these spies infiltrate the Rat People's Rebel Army and find the main force of the Big Horn Legion. On the one hand, they can spy on the truth and collect intelligence. On the other hand, they can spread the word that "the wolf master is kind-hearted and is willing to accept all surrenders from those who have lost their way" and "Big Horn"

The Rat God does not exist at all, otherwise why would he watch us, his followers who are absolutely loyal to him, starve to death" and other such rumors.

Flirty rumors are like viruses that corrode people's hearts, and are simply more terrifying than a heavily armed battle group armed to the teeth.

"These rat rebels who are arriving one after another have been implanted with 'viruses' by the enemy out of ignorance and turned into powerful bombs.

"Perhaps, the Great Horn Legion in the previous life was blown to pieces from the inside by these mobs!

"There are not many Turan commanders who can come up with such a plan. In my impression..."

Turan warriors who are accustomed to solving problems with swords, claws and muscles usually disdain to ponder such twists and turns of conspiracies.

The wolves, tigers and leopards of the Golden Clan prefer to gallop on the frontal battlefield and enjoy the pleasure of wiping their sharp blades across the throats of the rat people.

To launch such a conspiracy in the face of mere rat people is simply a shame in the eyes of the arrogant wolves, tigers and leopards.

In Meng Chao's memory of his previous life, there was only one powerful man from the Turan civilization who did not mind launching the most elaborate and terrifying conspiracy against no matter how weak his opponent was.

That is

In the coming tomorrow, the "Jackal" Canus ascends to the highest power seat of the Turan civilization and launches a war in another world.

"Yes, such a conspiracy is indeed the style of Canus the Jackal.

"Has this ambitious mastermind finally jumped out of the dark corner and taken action himself?

"Also, with his secret support, the Big Horn Legion has grown crazily to the extent it is today. It has reached the edge of ripeness and decay. It is time to harvest the fruits of victory.

"Perhaps, those Wolf Rangers who are active around the area controlled by the Great Horn Legion, using 'Wolf Pack Tactics' to hunt baggage trains, and frantically attacking the logistics supply lines, are personally commanded by 'Jackal' Canus.

"Think about it, when those senior and unruly wolf clan bosses were defeated one after another on the frontal battlefield, and their heavy army groups were all killed by the Big Horn Legion.

"'Jackal' Canus personally commanded the second-line troops of the wolf tribe and achieved a series of victories.

"Even if the result of each attack is only to burn a few carts of baggage, it is insignificant in normal times.

"But for the wolves who are disgraced on the frontal battlefield and whose morale has plummeted, victory is victory, and it is what they need most at the moment.

"Compared with the two, the prestige of 'Jackal' Canus among the entire wolf clan has naturally increased day by day, reaching an unprecedented level.

"Even if he takes the opportunity to weaken the military power of the wolf clan bosses, reorganize their defeated troops, and take the military power into his own hands little by little, I'm afraid he won't encounter too much resistance within the wolf clan.

"Next, all it takes is an undisputed victory, a decisive victory to completely suppress the Big Horn Rebellion, and Canus the Jackal can become a hero who can turn the tide, defend the glory of the wolf clan, and win over all wolf warriors.

With awe and loyalty, he transformed from a mere puppet to a real wolf king!"

Meng Chao felt that he had understood the plot of "Jackal" Canus.

But he couldn't tell Gu Meng Saint this.

It is very strange that the Saint of Ancient Dreams has obviously received a lot of information and knows that the Great Horn Legion is facing fatal problems such as lack of military rations, widespread rumors, and unstable military morale.

But she hid this information deep in her mind, as if she turned a blind eye and deliberately ignored it.

If Meng Chao hadn't been thinking about how the Great Horn Legion would have been annihilated, he was very sensitive to food issues and the existence of "Jackal" Canus.

It is also difficult to scan and retrieve this information from thousands of shining memory cells at once.

"What exactly is stuffed in the depths of the ancient dream saint's brain?"

Meng Chao murmured to himself as his consciousness continued to search deep into the memory of the Ancient Dream Saint.

He wanted to find the memory of the time when the Saint of Ancient Dreams transformed from an ordinary rat girl to "the spokesperson of the Great Horned Rat God in Turanze".

Thereby uncovering clues about the mastermind behind the scenes.

However, it is very difficult to search and extract specific memory fragments from a completely unfamiliar brain area.

Even though Meng Chao has very rich experience in "reading memory fragments".

It’s also difficult to sort things out at once.

He seemed to have walked into a time tunnel.

The light and shadow in front of me are intertwined, constantly recalling the most memorable events and things in the short life of the Saint of Ancient Dreams.

In this gleaming sea of ​​memories, the first thing that came to Meng Chao's eyes was the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the fragmented corpses of countless rat people, and the scene of severely wounded soldiers wailing in the wounded barracks.

"These are...the victims of the Great Horn Legion.

"I didn't expect that the Saint of Ancient Dreams could use ruthless tactics to treat thousands of rat people as pawns and send them to death without hesitation.

"But deep in her mind, she remembered the appearance and even the name of each victim.

“So much blood, bones, internal organs, brains, as well as wailings, moans, screams, and the sounds of corpses burning in flames, war hammers crushing bones, and brains squeezing out of empty eye sockets without eyeballs, all the time,

Without the thoughts swirling in her mind, she could still stay awake and rational, and not go crazy and become a monster. It's really... incredible!"

Meng Chao didn't want to stay in the memory of this killing for too long.

He followed the timeline and continued to trace its origins, pursuing the truth behind the creation of the Great Horn Legion by the Saint of Ancient Dreams.

However, it involves the junction of the Golden Clan and the Bloodhoof Clan, the underground base hidden deep in the valley, and how the Saint of Ancient Dreams originally recruited warriors and formed a legion. The food, grass and ordnance required by the legion came from

Where did it come from... This series of memories were all shrouded in milky white fog, making it impossible to see the details clearly.

It was as if the Ancient Dream Saint herself, or someone else, had sealed part of her memory.

But Meng Chao didn't dare to stir up his brain waves, strengthen his mental power, and forcefully break the seal.

No matter what, if he acts recklessly, he may be discovered by the Saint of Ancient Dreams or even the mastermind in the next second.

By then, it is hard to imagine what the fate of this half of the subconscious mind that is still deep in the brain of the Saint of Ancient Dreams will be.

Meng Chao could only suppress his curiosity and swim towards the memory data from before the Ancient Dream Saint founded the Great Horn Legion.

He stopped in front of a shining "balloon jellyfish".

Inside the memory cells, which are like crystal balls, there is an overwhelming blizzard.
Chapter completed!