Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The news of the Rat God’s arrival had spread so quickly and widely that many clan warriors had heard about it.
However, the warriors who were busy gathering their army and participating in the Tournament of Five Clans and the Battle of Glory did not take the news of the Rat God’s arrival to heart.
After all, the tradition of the Turan warriors was to fight the strong.
Who would care about these filthy rats with dirty bloodlines and their imaginary savior?
After Meng Chao collected a lot of information from Leaf, he also asked about Ice Storm and if he knew anything about the Big-horned Rat God.
“Of course.”
The female snow leopard warrior shrugged and nonchalantly said, “The war is about to start. The naturally timid rats are very nervous and praying to their imaginary ancestors. What’s so strange about that?
“Although I don’t believe that a long time ago, there really was an extremely brave rat hero with big horns all over his body, the rat people are willing to daydream, so let them do it.
“Right now, all the clan warriors are busy killing each other, devouring totem armors, and constantly upgrading and becoming stronger. Who has the spare time to care about the rat people’s sh*t!”
“But…”
Meng Chao thought for a moment and said, “Right now, many rat people in Black-corner City believe that the Big-horned Rat God has already descended and formed an army in the depths of Picturesque Orchid Lake, an army that belongs exclusively to the rat people.
“Aren’t the clan warriors, as well as the Blood Hoof Clan’s bigwigs, worried that this ‘rat army’ will have some effect on Picturesque Orchid Lake’s future?”
“Rat people? Army?”
Ice Storm scoffed and sized up Meng Chao as if he was looking at the biggest fool in the world. “Reaper, the experience in the past month has made me believe that you’re smart enough. Why would you believe such ridiculous nonsense?
“If it’s said that a certain village of rat people, which is located in the middle of nowhere, is unwilling to be forcefully recruited by the clan warriors, they will rise up to resist and use the dangerous terrain to deal with the recruitment team…
“Or, if a certain talented rat was blessed by the ancestors through some fortuitous encounter, and he killed the clan warriors who had a deep hatred of him.
“Then both of these scenarios would be possible.
“But a rat army?
“You must know that the armies of the five clans, no matter how small, have a total of one hundred thousand warriors.
“Do you know how many mandrake fruits, secret medicines, armor, and weapons are required to maintain the combat ability of a hundred thousand warriors? Do you know how well-organized and well-commanded they are?
“No matter how hardy the rats are, how can they conjure such things out of thin air?
“Therefore, the so-called ‘arrival of the Rat God and formation of the rat army’ are all nonsense. It is just a small disturbance before the poor rats embark on a journey to certain death.
“In the past glorious era, there were rumors of the Rat God’s arrival, but it didn’t cause much trouble each time. It’s not worth being nervous about.”
“Is that so?”
Meng Chao scratched his head and said, “So, the bigwigs of the Blood Hoof Clan actually know about these rumors, but they just don’t want to pay attention to them?”
“They should know. It’s not a secret. The rat people are not very good at keeping secrets.”
Ice Storm nonchalantly said, “In any case, when the Blood Hoof Army is assembled, all the servants, slaves and slave laborers will be integrated into the army and moved far away from home, even to the land of Holy Light, where enemies are everywhere. The Big-horned Rat God that they have been longing for has yet to come and save them. They will naturally accept their fate.
“When the time comes, they will be disillusioned and obediently serve their masters. They understand that if they want to change their fate, they can only fight bravely for their masters on the battlefield.
“It’s the same every time in the glorious era. Therefore, not only the Blood Hoof Clan, but all the important figures of the five clans have nothing to worry about.”
“I see…”
Meng Chao nodded thoughtfully.
What Ice Storm said was not without reason.
A few rats who could not stand it anymore and relied on their anger to fight back was one thing.
Forming a rebel army of more than a hundred thousand people was another thing.
Just like how Ice Storm currently had three hundred servants under her command in name…
She could not afford to feed the three hundred servants with her own strength, let alone increase the intensity of training.
A rat rebel army with more than a hundred thousand people?
Just thinking about it was ridiculous.
However, in Meng Chao’s memory fragments from his previous life, there was clearly a large amount of information on the rat rebellion.
The rats who knew about the rebellion were far more than a hundred thousand, or even a million.
When the furious rats formed an overwhelming wave, the entire map of Orchid Lake would tremble under their uniform roars. Even battle group powerhouses, who wore totem battle armor that were more than ten thousand years old, could not help but change their expressions.
Although the rat rebel army was finally suppressed by the five great clans, after ruling Picturesque Orchid Lake for tens of thousands of years, the high and mighty clan lords also paid an extremely tragic price for their brutality, stupidity, and arrogance.
The sacred royal authority slipped from the hands of the old aristocrats such as the lion men, tigermen, and Minotaurs, then fall into the hands of “Jackal” Kanus who had miraculously risen up by suppressing the rat rebellion.
In order to consolidate his rule, Kanus used crazy geniuses to start the ultimate war that swept across the entire Other World.
It eventually led to the destruction of the Turan civilization and Dragon City civilization.
From this perspective, Meng Chao would never stand by and watch the rat rebellion.
When the first rumor about the Big-horned Rat God’s arrival spread in the smelly sewage pipes and the dark mines, when the rat slave workers, who had been tortured by the clan warriors until they were on the verge of death clenched their fists for the first time, anger spewed out of their eyes. When they looked at the dark walls, as well as the sky, and issued a call to the Big-horned Rat God, the death toll had already sounded.
This death toll was not only for the clan warriors and the Turan civilization.
It also determined the fate of the Dragon City civilization and even the entire Other World.
Meng Chao racked his brain but could not figure out where the rats had gathered the resources needed for the armed resistance.
One should know that the rise of the Other World and the rise of ancient Earth were two completely different concepts.
On ancient Earth, the people at the bottom who had no way out were literally able to “rise up” as long as they were able to “cut wood into soldiers.”
After all, no matter how great the Emperor General’s boasting was, he only had two shoulders and one head like others. The difference in combat power between people could not be more than a hundred times. Even a famous general who had won a hundred battles was still a small bamboo spear. It was possible to stab him to death.
However, the Other World was a world with extraordinary power.
The Emperor General, who controlled the vast majority of cultivation resources, and the Wizard Chiefs truly had the ability to take on a thousand by themselves in the literal sense.
A motley crew that simply came together would not pose a fatal threat to a ruler who had extraordinary power.
The rat rebellion in his previous life could shake the Turan civilization’s ruling order because of their trump cards and secrets. That was without a doubt.
Meng Chao could only think that the rumors about the Big-horned Rat God’s arrival and Ice Storm saying that there would always be a commotion at the beginning of the glorious era were absolutely different.
What set this one apart was the fact that the prosperous era before had been too long.
One should to know that in the past, the prosperous era and the glorious era would cycle every seven to eight years, or ten to twenty years at most.
In other words, the rat subjects would be recruited by the clans every seven to eight years, or at most ten to twenty years, and they would fight for the warriors’ honor.
The Battle of Glory could strengthen the control of the warriors over the servants and cultivate the loyalty of the servants to the warriors, or at least their respect for them.
It could also eliminate a large number of unruly rat subjects through war, and it could also stimulate the rat subjects’ hatred toward the Holy Light faction. It could push all the injustice and even torture that the rat subjects had experienced onto the Holy Light faction.
At the same time, no matter how many rat people died quietly on the battlefield as cannon fodder and slaves, there would always be lucky people who could stand out and become new clan warriors through the Blood Bestowing Ceremony.
That gave hope to the other restless rat people.
In the words of Dragon City’s civilization, the upward passage was always open.
If the rat people could not become warriors? That was their own problem.
Who asked them not to work hard but give themselves a chance to be useless?
However, the Dragon City’s transmigration had interfered with the planet magnetic field around Monster Mountain Range. It caused a disturbance of the spirit energy, resulting in the longest prosperous era in history.
With the rat people’s astonishing reproductive ability, a full half century of the prosperous era was enough to reproduce four to five generations, more than ten to twenty times the number of descendants.
For a new generation of rat population like Leaf, not only had he never been recruited, he had never served under the warriors, and he had never seen a totem armor’s full terrifying power. From this, he had developed an indelible fear and submission toward the clan warriors.
Even his father and grandfather had never been recruited.
“Glory” was just an illusory concept. The rat youth who was used to wandering in the mountains and fields had a desire for “freedom” that was far stronger than others had in the past tens of millions of years. All the rats were also stronger now.
That was probably the ideological basis for the rat rebellion to erupt in this era of glory.
Of course, Meng Chao had neither thought of stopping the rat rebellion, nor could he stop it.
In the confrontation between the rats and warriors, he, who had received a modern eastern education from a young age, naturally stood on the former’s side.
Whether it was against “Jackal” Kanus, the Turan King who was about to rise, the Doomsday Wolf who had launched a war between worlds and ruined everything…
Or the clan masters represented by Casanova Bloodhoof…
Meng Chao did not have a good impression of them at all.
As long as he could save Dragon City, he would make sure he had enough strength and opportunity.
Meng Chao did not mind killing them all.
However, he could not just watch as the rat rebellion, following the trajectory of his previous life, suddenly erupt, spiral, and destroy. It would benefit “Jackal” Kanus and lead to the ultimate destruction..