According to the deployment of the Big Horn Legion, surrounding the wounded barracks should be some second-line troops with weaker combat effectiveness.

At this moment, the camps of these second-line troops were all ablaze with flames.

Along with the rolling heat wave came earth-shaking, heart-rending shouts.

The situation is more serious than Meng Chao imagined.

The camp roar was like a real tsunami. In just half a moment, its destructive power spread to every camp spread over dozens of miles.

It's a mess, it's a complete mess.

Every fortress falls into an out-of-control whirlpool

Fires were blazing everywhere, ghosts were everywhere, swords and swords were everywhere, people were showing their teeth and claws like zombies, and there were also people who seemed to have had their brains and even souls ripped out, standing stupidly in the darkness, not knowing that they were filled with lead water.

Where should the legs that weigh a thousand pounds go?

Meng Chao was riding high all the way.

Try to choose a dark passage that is not illuminated by firelight.

Avoid conflicts with out-of-control rioters.

I just pricked my ears and collected useful information from the hysterical shouts of the rebels.

The situation was as he expected.

The rebels were all shouting about gossip that came from nowhere.

Some people say that the ligers and tigers have already entered the wolf tribe's position, and those legendary warriors whose reputations are resounding throughout Turanze are about to launch a thunderous attack on the Great Horn Legion.

Some people also say that the four major clans of Bloodhoof, Dark Moon, Thunder and Shenmu have reached an agreement with the Golden Clan. The coalition forces of the four clans are coming from behind the Big Horn Legion and are about to join the Golden Clan's army, like

Two red-hot copper and iron walls crushed everyone in the Big Horn Legion into meatloaf as thin as cicada wings.

Some people even say that the Great Horned Rat God has failed in the "God War" between the ancestral spirits and has been deprived of all power. He can no longer bless the rat people. Otherwise, how can we explain the invincibility of Hundred Blades City?

Where are the rats who have been hungry for so many days?

Yes, in the legend of Turan civilization, the ancestors are not monolithic. The top of the holy mountain is a more cruel arena than the human world.

Only the powerful ancestral spirits who continue to win in the eternal fight on the top of the holy mountain can give birth to the most powerful clan in the world.

On the other hand, setbacks and defeats in the human world mean that the ancestral spirits enshrined by one's family are becoming weaker and weaker. This is a logic that is difficult to refute.

Meng Chao dared to use his head as a guarantee. These rumors that deceived the military's morale all came from those who had surrendered to the Wolf Rangers and were later released by the "magnanimous to the point of stupidity" "Jackal" Canus and returned to the Big Horn Legion.

Rat Rebels.

But the rumors have spread like a virus.

There is no point in worrying about the source anymore.

In fact, what worries Meng Chao the most right now is not these rioters who are jumping up and down, aggressive and capable of spreading rumors.

Instead, in every fortress along the way, you can see people leaning against the fence or huddled in a corner, twitching wildly, foaming at the mouth, with either ferocious or dull expressions, trapped in nightmares, and spraying fearful brain waves like a volcano erupting.

Guy.

Meng Chao guessed that the brains of these guys had received the brainwave information transmitted by the Ancient Dream Saint through dreams.

The Saint of Ancient Dreams once implanted the belief that "the Great Horned Rat God is majestic and the Great Horned Legion is invincible" in their beautiful dreams.

At this moment, there is no technical difficulty in replacing the indestructible belief with the fear that "the Great Horned Rat God has fallen and the Great Horned Legion is doomed."

It won't be long before these guys are being tortured by the zombie rat god in their nightmares.

Their brains will become powerful fear bombs.

Let more warriors of the rat people who are awake also experience the collapse of their faith and fall into the abyss.

Meng Chao quickened his pace, following the increasingly strong smell of trace powder in the turbid air, and sneaked towards the next fortress.

The fortress stands beside a sparse datura grove.

Meng Chao found a strand of fibrous material torn from the shirt on the branches of three datura trees in the shape of the word "pin" in the woods.

At first glance, it looks like the marks left by the soldiers accidentally scratching the big tree when the army passed by.

However, through the pungent smell remaining on the fibers, Meng Chao recognized that this was the contact mark that he and Bing Storm had long discussed.

Ice Storm is inside the fortress next to it.

Meng Chao opened his mouth, and placed the index and middle fingers of his right hand gently against his Adam's apple. The spiritual energy penetrated the flesh and blood, stimulated the vocal cords, oscillated at high frequencies, and emitted ultrasonic waves that ordinary ears could not hear.

Everything in the forest seemed to be completely silent.

Snakes, insects, rats, and ants that were particularly sensitive to high-frequency sound waves fled their nests one after another, making rustling sounds.

About five minutes later.

The outline of a tall woman gradually emerged from the outskirts of the woods.

At this time, Meng Chao had already hid behind a rock covered with fungi, controlling his breathing, heartbeat and even body temperature to the limit.

Until the other party curled his fingers and gently popped out a puff of ice mist, turning a blooming mandala flower into a crystal clear ice flower.

Meng Chao then also snapped his fingers and shot out a ball of magma that he got from the red flame war hammer "Skull Crusher".

The magma swallowed the ice flower, and the two spiritual energies stirred, neutralized, and annihilated, turning into a ball of light steam.

In this way, they confirmed each other's identity.

Meng Chao and Bing Storm breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and then they both appeared.

"What happened?"

The two said in unison.

Feeling inappropriate, he made a "please" gesture to the other party.

"Canus the Jackal is ready to close the net."

Meng Chao said succinctly, "The Wolf Rangers have cut off the logistics supply line of the Big Horn Legion and have driven the prey to the point of running out of ammunition and food. Coupled with the prolonged attack on Hundred Blades City, morale is low and people are panicked.

"At this time, as long as we can kill the Saint of Ancient Dreams and shatter the rat people's warriors' belief in victory, the Great Horn Legion will fall into a desperate situation of being leaderless and falling apart.

"Originally, the base camp where the Ancient Dream Saint is located is located in the center of the entire legion. It is definitely not that easy to use the 'decapitation tactic'.

"Such a large-scale camp roar gave Canus the Jackal the best chance.

"I bet that if nothing else happens, the Ancient Dream Saint will never be able to see the sun rise this morning.

"I just don't understand. There are at least hundreds of camps scattered within a radius of dozens of miles. Why is the camp roar so powerful and spreading over such a wide range, as if the entire Great Horn Legion has gone crazy?"

Ice Storm nodded, indicating that she understood the current situation.

Then he said: "I know this. Just now, a raging fire suddenly ignited in Bairen City. The fire dragon circled all the way into the clouds, making continuous crackling sounds, and bursts of mandala were heard.

The aroma of the fruit being roasted until it was charred was witnessed, heard, and smelled by the Great Horn Legion stationed around the City of Hundred Blades."

"The fire in Hundred Blades City?"

Meng Chao's expression changed.

He hurriedly rushed up to the tallest mandala tree in the surroundings, stood tall on the treetop, and looked towards the direction of Hundred Blades City.

Sure enough, I saw the fire soaring into the sky, burning the dark clouds red, and the fire was more intense than the chaotic fortresses around it.

At the same time, his nasal mucosa was moistened by spiritual energy, and he could smell a faint fragrance and a slightly pungent smell from the smell of sweat, blood, mud and grass.

The former is the smell of burning datura fruits.

The latter is the smell of burning secret medicine.

The wind direction tonight is not blowing from Hundred Blades City to the camp where Meng Chao is.

The fact that the smell can spread so far proves that there must be a lot of Datura fruits being burned in Bairen City as well as secret medicine.

"The wolf defenders in Hundred Blades City are burning down the granaries and arsenals!"

Meng Chao instantly understood that this was a plan to drain the fire from under the cauldron.

You must know that the entire strategy of the Great Horn Legion is based on "capture the Hundred Blades City and seize the granaries and arsenals in the city."

In the previous series of bloody battles, even the vanguard of the Great Horn Legion climbed onto the tower of Hundred Blades City and even captured the wolf clan's battle flag.

None of the defenders in the city burned granaries or arsenals.

This added to the unfounded belief of all the officers and soldiers of the Great Horn Legion. Out of the pride of the clan warriors, the wolf defenders would never admit that there was even the slightest possibility that Hundred Blades City could be breached.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for them to burn all the granaries and arsenals in the city in advance.

That is tantamount to admitting one's failure in advance, which is a sign of extreme weakness and shame.

Then, as long as the Great Horn Legion can attack the Hundred Blades City with lightning speed.
Chapter completed!