Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane! Chapter 1118: In a Frenzy

Chapter 1118: In a Frenzy

"The ragtag Great Horn Army can seriously injure the seasoned wolves, tigers, and leopards of the Gold Clan?

"Is it possible?" Ice Storm asked suspiciously

"Of course not. But even if the Great Horn Army can't seriously injure the Gold Clan, it can at least disrupt the preparation of the wolves, tigers, and leopards and delay them for a long time," Meng Chao said

"Due to the flood of rat people, the Blood Hoof Clan, Dark Moon Clan, Thunder Clan, and Divine Wood Clan are all in great trouble.

"It's not that their most elite battle groups have suffered heavy losses.

"But their supply, logistics, and cannon fodder troops that provide services to the battle groups are in big trouble.

"Some of the strategic resources, including the mandrake fruits and the armor, have also fallen into the hands of the out-of-control rat subjects.

"They need time to restore order in their respective territories.

"Otherwise, even if the rat subjects who had risen up were kept in their own territories and suppressed by the cruelest means, their heads would be rolling and their blood would be flowing like a river. However, if the Gold Clan took advantage of this period of time to a.s.semble their army easily and claim the throne of the highest authority in the Turan civilization, what benefits would it bring to the chiefs of the Blood Hoof Clan and other clans?

"Letting or even actively driving away the rat people and bringing all the 'trouble' into the Gold Clan's territory, and allowing the bloodthirsty and brutal wolves, tigers, and leopards to teach the audacious rat people a lesson, wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?"

After pondering for a long time, Ice Storm could not help but admit that Meng Chao was right.

If she were the chief of the four clans, she would probably have made the same choice as them.

"From the Great Horn Army's perspective, if we march into the territory of the Gold Clan, we won't have to worry about being attacked from two sides."

Meng Chao smiled. "The situation has been simplified to the point that we only need to march forward bravely and defeat the heavy troops of the Gold Clan."

Ice Storm said, "In the end, it is still an impossible mission."

"Yes. No matter how beautiful the picture of the future in front of the rat subjects looks, they are all deceived by lies. They jump from one chessboard to another. No matter how much blood they shed, their fate as chess pieces has never changed."

Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and mumbled to himself, "Without the intervention of external forces, it is indeed... an impossible mission for the rat subjects to crush these lies and seize their freedom and dignity!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In front of the furious, boundless battle formation that seemed to be made of countless ants, hundreds of war drums that had been s.n.a.t.c.hed from the arenas of various towns were lined up.

When the hundred war drums were beaten by the muscular men, whose skin was shining and whose muscles were extremely well-developed at the same time, the crowd behind the war drums was packed. It seemed that they also had an imposing manner that allowed them to carry out their orders.

Everyone followed the drum beat and let out meaningless howls that were filled with anger and savagery.

Tens of thousands of gazes were like spears soaked in oil and ignited. They drew tens of thousands of burning arcs and shot toward the small city that stood alone in the wilderness not far away.

The city tower of the small city was constructed into the shape of a tiger's head with its b.l.o.o.d.y mouth wide open.

There was a black war flag on the tiger's head.

In the middle of the war flag was a scarlet tiger claw that looked like it could tear everything apart.

At that moment, the awe-inspiring Tiger Claw war flag fluttered amid the roars of tens of thousands of rat people. It was as though it would break the flagpole at any second and float down.

In the rat people's battle formation, more than ten Rat G.o.d Skull war flags were also raised.

The flags were all placed on siege towers that were dozens of arms high and moving with dozens of wheels on the ground. They were covered in cow skin and bone armor and could be pushed forward slowly with the battle formation.

Together with the height of the flagpoles, the flags were thirty to fifty arms high, far larger than the Tiger Claw flags on the small cities.

The size of each flag was several times larger than that of the Tiger Claw flags too. The soldiers at the edge of the battle formation and the defenders in the small cities could all see them clearly.

Moreover, the paint on the flags seemed to be mixed with a lot of crystal powder and special materials that were rich in spirit energy from totem beasts.

The Rat G.o.d's skull that had been drawn was vivid and lifelike.

No matter where the wind blew the flags, the Rat G.o.d's unfathomable eyes seemed to be staring at the soldiers below.

Under the Rat G.o.d's war flags, there were also priests besides the arches in the siege tower.

The Rat G.o.d priests, who were wearing white big-horned skull masks and red as well as green clothes, were dancing crazily as if they were dancing in a strange manner to match the rhythm of the war drums.

When the drumbeats became more and more concentrated, their dancing also became more and more manic.

The strange thing was that the two Rat G.o.d priests on the different siege towers, who were hundreds of arms apart, clearly could not communicate with each other or even see each other clearly. Nevertheless, their movements were exactly the same, completely in sync. It was as if they were different clones of a person.

"Warriors of the Rat G.o.d, you've done it!"

When the priests' dancing reached the peak of madness, they twisted their joints and made movements that normal humans would never be able to do, turning themselves into strange-looking statues.

They seemed to have broken through some kind of restriction and become the medium of communication between heaven and earth and the G.o.ds.

A solemn, ethereal, and distant voice came from their chests.

"You have broken free from the shackles that have bound you for tens of millions of years. You have broken through the defense line that seems to have been set up by powerful enemies and is even st.u.r.dier than an iron wall. You have finally gathered together to form an invincible tide that swept through everything!

"In the past seven days, this tide has rushed into the Gold Clan's territory and swept through dozens of towns that you were not qualified to look at in the past. It has chopped all the fellows who used to ride on your necks and act arrogantly into minced meat!

"The facts have proven that you are worthy of being Turan warriors. The blood flowing in your body is hotter, purer, and more glorious than those so-called clan warrior!

"Now, let your blood boil again and wave your sabers as you charge toward a new target! Let the fellows who humiliated you, enslaved you, and despised you receive a taste of anger and hatred!"

Since the priests and the war flag were both on the high siege tower, to the rat people below the siege tower, their voices seemed to be coming from the skull of the Rat G.o.d that had been staring at them from the war flag.

The Rat G.o.d that had appeared in their dreams every night for the past ten days to half a month.

It had been deeply engraved on their cerebral cortex and turned into an indelible spirit brand.

When they heard the name of the "Rat G.o.d," they could not help but breathe heavily. Their muscles tensed up, and their brains secreted so much adrenaline. Their eyes were as red as fire, as though the blood in their entire body was burning.

Although they were a motley crew that had been put together at the last minute.

There were also many people in the battle formation who had partic.i.p.ated in more than a dozen battles, big and small.

They had even tasted the feeling of stepping on the shattered corpses of the clan warriors with their iron hoofs.

The taste made them tremble.

It was as if electric currents had instantly wrapped around every nerve endings.

Their roars instantly became louder by several levels.

At this moment, the war drums came to an abrupt stop.

In their place was a long horn.

With the sound of the horn, all the rat warriors suddenly quickened their steps. Like surging waves, they pounced on the nearby town.

Above the small town with the Tiger Claw flag, a layer of magnificent brilliance was glittering like a crystal shield that fell from the sky and blocked the s.p.a.ce between the small town and the attackers.

When the rat tide crashed into the 'shield', the rat soldiers at the front all felt invisible pressure as if they were marching in an invisible swamp. Their movements immediately became sluggish, as a result, their speed was slowed down by several times.

On the tower that looked like a tiger's head, pale golden brilliance soared into the sky and blossomed like fireworks. They turned into majestic, enormous tigers that roared at the rat people below like thunder.

Some of the rat people were crushed by the "shield" first, and then shocked by the roars of the tigers. Their lungs were blown apart, their hearts stopped beating, and blood was flowing out of their orifices.

However, most of the rat people, who had received the Rat G.o.d's blessing, were still charging forward and hitting the crystal shields.

Not long after, with a sharp cracking sound, the giant shields were broken into pieces and disappeared without a trace.

The tide of rat people seemed to have been blocked by a small reef for a moment. Soon, it resumed its momentum and continued charging forward.

There were still three trenches outside the small city.

When the rat tide arrived at the trenches, the city also shot out a rain of arrows that covered the sky and earth.

Although the tigermen warriors' archery skills were not as exquisite as the centaur warriors', the densely packed enemy formation still made it impossible for them to miss. Every arrow they shot was surrounded by electric arcs and flames.

In fact, each arrow that whistled through the air could ruthlessly Pierce through three to four rat subjects before violently exploding, tearing the surrounding seven to eight rat subjects into pieces.

The hundreds of rat subjects at the front didn't even have time to moan before their flesh and blood flew everywhere, turning into burning corpses.

The miserable scene did not cause the morale of the rat subjects at the back to show any signs of being dispirited.

Instead, it stimulated their bloodl.u.s.t and ruthlessness, causing them to scramble over the trenches and continue to approach the small city despite the b.l.o.o.d.y rain.

At this moment, the siege tower that was waving more than a dozen Rat G.o.d war flags also slowly rolled over the trenches that were filled with the corpses of the rat people and arrived at the edge of the small city.

The siege tower also shot out a rain of arrows that swept through the city from above.

Right then, the Great Horn Army had pretty much changed weapons.

The riots in the territories of the four great clans, such as Blood Hoof, not only brought them a large number of fearless soldiers, they also helped them obtain a large number of powerful weapons.

For example, the arrows that were inlaid with crystals, engraved with runes, smeared with secret medicine, and blessed by the priests.