Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Chapter 1147: Great Horn Mystery

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At that moment, the forest had already become a burning slaughterhouse.

As time passed, more and more rat soldiers who belonged to the Great Horn Army poured into the forest from all directions, gradually surrounding the forest until it was impenetrable.

They might not have been elites like Leaf…

There were even a large number of cannon fodder who did not belong to the White Bone Battalion mixed in…

However, as long as there were enough of them, even cannon fodder could form an indestructible city wall to block, or at least slow down the Wolf Clan’s reinforcements.

Realizing that they had fallen into a trap, the Wolf tribe reinforcements also gave up on breaking out of the encirclement.

Being beaten to a pulp by the rat tribe, fleeing like rats, was no different from being killed by the rat tribe.

The Wolf tribe reinforcements chose to stick close to each other at all costs, trying to form an all-conquering death squad to find the command center of the Rat tribe and use the decapitation tactic to turn the tide.

However, within the surging rat tribe, there was no eye-catching command center.

The fanatical rat tribe did not seem to need command, only fighting on their own.

Naturally, this was impossible.

When armies clashed, it was definitely not a brawl. What was important was to follow orders and follow the law.

Furthermore, the individual qualities of the rat subjects were much weaker than the elites of the Wolf clan.

Without a strong command center and a pile of loose sand, it was impossible to complete the complicated mission of surrounding, dividing, and annihilating the elites of the Wolf clan.

Even Meng Chao was puzzled when he saw this.

The mouse warriors who appeared before him were all screaming crazily like crazy demons.

Flames were spurting out of many people’s eyes, ears, and ears. No matter how one looked at it, they did not look like they were carrying out orders in an orderly manner.

They were simply venting their hatred and anger without caring about anything else.

While they killed their enemies, they also burned their own lives. Finally, they turned into raging flames and ended the disorderly battle with wild laughter.

However, the seemingly chaotic assault actually crushed the wolf tribe’s elite suicide squad that they had gathered with great difficulty.

And when a loophole appeared on a certain battle line, there would quickly be people who would recklessly fill it up.

The entire set of tactical coordination appeared calm and precise, completely opposite to the appearance of the mouse people warriors.

Even if the Red Dragon Army released their armored airships and obtained the air control and battlefield communication ability, establishing a global tactical chain system that covered the entire battlefield, they would at most be able to carry out their tactics to such an extent.

In the absence of modern military communication equipment, and their individual accomplishments were not satisfactory, how did the commander of the white bone battalion achieve “Perfect Command”?

Meng Chao’s heart skipped a beat. He suddenly sensed a very special spiritual wave in the air.

He narrowed his eyes at first and then simply closed them.

Instead, he expanded his life magnetic field to the maximum and soaked all his visual organs in abundant spiritual energy, allowing his vision to transcend the limitations of matter and see every ripple in the void.

Soon, Meng Chao ‘saw’something unusual.

He discovered that, in the seemingly chaotic tide of rats, a node that was particularly dense in spiritual waves would appear every certain distance, as if it was receiving and transmitting the spiritual waves continuously.

Each node could cover a hundred square steps. The nodes would rarely overlap, ensuring that the smallest node could cover the entire battlefield.

Meng Chao opened his eyes and crawled on the ground like a squashed gecko. He crawled toward the nearest node.

When he was 20 to 30 steps away from the node, Meng Chao hid behind a bush that had been burnt black. He carefully looked in the direction of the node.

He saw a high priest of the Great Horn Army dancing wildly under the escort of hundreds of mouse warriors.

Meng Chao had met several high priestesses of the great horn army.

Most of them were wearing gorgeous feathered clothes and helmets that imitated the image of the Mouse God. Their metal skulls were covered with the helmets of the Great Horn Army. They also used masks with pointed mouths and monkey cheeks to hide their true appearances.

The high priestess in front of him had replaced the feathered clothes with armor covered with metal feathers.

The helmet and mask that completely covered the entire head seemed to have been cast seamlessly and even merged with his head.

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

There was also a metal hose that had been cast into the shape of a skeleton. It was dragged from the back of the head all the way to the back of the back of the head. It sank deep into the back of the armor, as if it was connected to the spine of the high priestess.

The overall design had the antique flavor of the era of cold weapons.

It also had the characteristics of the ultra-limited battles in the information age.

More importantly, Meng Chao discovered that the endless spiritual waves were emitted and retrieved from the horn tip on the high priest’s helmet!

“This is…”

Meng Chao’s eyes followed the horn on the high priest’s helmet to the sky, and then to somewhere outside the forest.

He seemed to see that spiritual energy ripples interweaved, forming a colorful and complicated spiritual net that covered the entire battlefield.

In the spiritual net, as the frequency of the spiritual magnetic waves changed, a lot of information fell from the sky. It was first poured into the high priest’s brain, processed, and then transmitted to the brains of every rat warrior.

He thought of the test he had undergone when he joined the white bone battalion.

The white jade statue whose bones could be opened to form an antenna.

Meng Chao suddenly realized something.

It turns out that the helmets worn by the priests of the Great Horn Legion are not filled with ‘great horn’, but powerful antennas

Through these ‘antennas’, every high priest was equivalent to a mobile signal base station on the battlefield.

Far away from the jungle, the highest commander at the rear of the battle formation could use these ‘antennas’to share views and real-time battle situations with the basic commanders.

He could also give orders in time for the basic commanders to adjust and adapt.

No wonder the Great Horn Army, which had only been established a few years ago and didn’t have much actual combat experience, could fight back and forth with the Wolf Clan Battle Group, which had hundreds and thousands of years of history.

It was because they had an efficient communication and command system that surpassed the times!

This discovery made Meng Chao’s imagination run wild.

He thought of the “Great horn rat god”itself.

After all, the legend of the Great Horn Rat God had been passed down among the millions of rat people in Tulanze for thousands of years.

However, in the thousands of years, no rat people knew why their ancestors had such an image of having “Horns on their heads”.

Although many high-level orcs had “Great horn worship”, they felt that the bigger, thicker, and longer the horns on their heads, the more awe-inspiring they were.

However, the original mouse people had the characteristics of rodents, so they should not have horns on their heads.

They grew dozens of horns in one breath, and they even extended from the top of their heads all the way to their backs and spines.

This was too exaggerated.

Combined with the scene in front of him, Meng Chao guessed that the original form of the so-called big-horned rat God should be a real soldier that existed in the history of Turan ZE.

Of course, it was not a rat-man warrior who fought to the death with cold weapons in hand.

It was an era when the Turan civilization was still brilliant and held superb black technology. A high-level commander who wore a helmet with extremely powerful data interaction abilities and acted as a global information processing center.

The so-called ‘Big Horn’was the antenna on the helmet.

It was possible that the antenna was directly connected to his brain cells and spinal cord through the helmet and armor!

Perhaps, the ambitious man hiding behind the Big Horn Legion.

He had unintentionally excavated the remains and secrets of the ancient commander from an ancient ruin.

That was how the ‘arrival of the big horn rat god’and the ‘rise of the Big Horn Legion’came about!

Now that they had found the real culprit, things would be much easier.

Meng Chao believed that these high-level priests and the messenger of the Rat God would share their vision with the ancient Dream Saintess through special helmets that were covered with antennas.

As long as he could perform well enough in front of the high-level priests, he would be able to attract the attention of the ancient Dream Saintess.

Of course, the key was to be just right.

If he summoned the totem armor and killed dozens of elites of the Wolf clan in one breath…

His performance would be eye-catching enough.

It would definitely arouse the interest of the ancient Dream Saintess.

However, the guy hiding behind the ancient Dream Saintess would probably lock onto him at the first moment.

“I can’t equip the totem armor.

“I can’t use any martial skills and characteristics that are obviously beyond the level of the rats.

“However, I have to make people’s eyes light up. In the smoky and chaotic battlefield, I will leave a deep impression on them.

“How should I do it….”