"Allies outside Turanze?"

The Saint of Ancient Dreams keenly grasped the key point of Meng Chao's words, "Who is that?"

"I."

Meng Chao said calmly, "We."

"you?"

The Saint of Ancient Dreams stared directly at Meng Chao, "Who...are you, where are you from, and what is your purpose?"

"There is nothing to hide about my identity, origin and purpose. As long as the Great Horn Legion can really survive this disaster, I am willing to tell everything I know in front of the Saint of Ancient Dreams."

Meng Chao said calmly, "But there is no need for me to confess my secrets to a group of caged beasts, fish swimming in cauldrons, and dead bones in graves, lest these secrets fall into the ears of a third party with ulterior motives after your entire army is wiped out.

"You just need to know that, first of all, I can't be from the Golden Clan. Otherwise, I just need to remind the Liger and Tiger Clan to replace the troops that encircled and suppressed the Great Horn Legion, send more experts to watch the 'Jackal' Kanus, and prepare in advance

Burn all the food and grass in Hundred Blades City, and the Big Horn Legion will die.

"Second, I cannot be from the Land of Holy Light, otherwise I would not propose a temporary truce between the Great Horn Legion and the five major clans - after all, the Great Horn Rebellion is becoming more and more intense, and Turanze's cannibalism is becoming more serious, and the impact on the Land of Holy Light is

The more advantageous it is.

"Third, although I cannot reveal my full identity for the time being, the ancient runes I transmitted to you through dreams are genuine. I believe you can also perceive the extremely powerful and invincible power from these ancient runes.

The power of a horse, right?

"These ancient runes are both my sincerity and my evidence, proving that we, who have owned and studied these ancient runes for many years, are definitely powerful enough to help the Great Horn Legion and all the rat people at the right time.

"

These words made the Saint of Ancient Dreams hesitate again.

"I know that this is a very difficult decision to make, and you will be under great pressure once you follow my advice."

Meng Chao struck while the iron was hot, "Compared to commanding the entire Big Horn Army, they stormed toward the Golden Clan's strongest fortress and were wiped out in a soul-stirring epic battle. Although he failed to save all the rat people in Turanze, at least he left behind

A reputation that has been praised for thousands of years.

"When the situation seems to be good, choosing to make peace with the enemy or even surrender - this is indeed not easy for most rat warriors to understand.

"Once you make such a decision, you are likely to change from a superior 'saint' to a 'coward' or even a 'traitor' that everyone calls you.

"The eyes and saliva of the Rat God believers who respected and loved you so much in the past will turn into cold blades and pierce you full of holes.

"No matter whether the Great Horned Legion can maintain its vitality, your flawless image as a saint will be stained with heavy stains. You will be downgraded from the 'spokesperson of the Great Horned Rat God walking in Turanze' to a person who uses all the rat people as a representative.

Dignity, profit and glory, go bargaining with profiteers or even spies.

"Even within the Great Horn Legion, there will be instability in military morale, and you need to use extremely clever tactics to resolve them one by one.

"And after you have worked hard to solve all the troubles, you still have to face the possibility that I am deceiving you. If you are not careful, not only will the Great Horn Legion and all the rat people fall into an irreparable fate, but you yourself will also

It will be regarded as Turanze's biggest joke and will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history forever!

"So, I wouldn't be surprised at all if you reject my proposal and still choose to fly into the flame and go your own way.

"After all, it is always easier to die generously than to survive hard.

"But I still have to say it, for the last time - as the commander-in-chief of the Big Horn Legion, the leader of tens of thousands of rat people, the only hope of countless hungry old and weak women and children, the future and destiny of so many innocent people all depend on it.

In your thoughts.

"As the commander-in-chief, you should not only think about how to lead everyone to have a great time, only to get the so-called 'incomparably glorious destruction'.

"You should find a way to let as many people as possible survive, even if they don't understand it temporarily and live in humiliation, until tomorrow is full of hope and change!"

Meng Chao originally lowered his voice and spoke sincerely.

But as he spoke, his mood became excited.

When he said the last few words, the blood spurting out from the depths of his throat was about to condense into a hot bullet, piercing the heart of the Saint of Ancient Dreams.

The ancient dream saint remained silent.

But the spikes covering the armor slowly shortened and became smaller like melting ice picks.

This shows that her subconscious hostility and distrust are slowly fading.

She was thinking deeply about Meng Chao's proposal.

"But how could the Bloodhoof clan accept the surrender of the Great Horn Legion?"

After a long time, the Saint of Ancient Dreams slowly asked, "You know, on the way to the rise of the Great Horn Legion, the Bloodhoof clan was the one who suffered the most from us - no matter the series of explosions in Black Horn City, or so many gods

In the temple, all the treasures of the Bloodhoof clan that have been enshrined for thousands of years have been looted by us.

"Even if all the water of the Turan River is poured out, I'm afraid it won't be able to extinguish the Bloodhoof clan's hatred towards the Big Horn Legion. How can they sit down calmly and negotiate with the envoys sent by the Big Horn Legion?"

"As long as the leaders of the Bloodhoof Clan still have a shred of reason left in their minds that are ignited by anger, no matter how much they hate the Great Horn Legion, they will sit down and negotiate with you with gritted teeth."

Meng Chao said confidently, "Indeed, the Big Horn Legion caused great harm to the Bloodhoof clan. What happened in Black Horn City will probably not be forgotten until a thousand years later.

"But this is why I suggest that the Great Horn Legion make the Bloodhoof Clan the first negotiating partner and consider conditional surrender to the Bloodhoof Clan first."

"What's the meaning?"

The Ancient Dream Saint frowned deeply.

"First of all, Turan civilization advocates martial arts. Only by showing strong enough strength on the battlefield can you be qualified to speak out at the negotiation table."

Meng Chao smiled and said, "And I believe that what the Big Horn Legion did in Black Horn City has left a very deep impression on the Bloodhoof clan.

"The current Bloodhoof warriors may hate you, loathe you, and wish to skin you, cramp you, and eat you alive, but they will never dare to despise you again, because to despise you is to despise themselves, right?"

The Ancient Dream Saint thought about it for a long time and had to admit that Meng Chao was right.

"Secondly, it is precisely because the Great Horn Legion turned Black Horn City upside down and greatly damaged the Bloodhoof clan's vitality. According to the normal development of the situation, they basically withdrew from the competition for the highest power seat in Turanze in advance. They are better than

It is more likely that anyone will accept the olive branch extended by the Legion of the Big Horn."

Meng Chao continued, "In the past three thousand years of war history in Turanze, the Bloodhoof Clan has been subordinate to the Golden Clan for more than two thousand years, and has firmly established its position as the 'number two' in a thousand years.

"But this battle for glory will be unprecedentedly long and important.

"If the Bloodhoof clan has to obey the orders of the Golden clan in the next thirty to fifty years of glorious war, I am afraid that it will never be possible to get rid of its inferior status.

"The problem is that the Bloodhoof Clan, which was the first to experience the astonishing fighting power of the rat warriors during the 'Big Horn Rebellion', almost lost its ability to challenge the Golden Clan on the frontal battlefield after the 'Black Horn City Explosion'"

Ability.

"If you are the leader of the Bloodhoof clan, how should you make a decision to get rid of the title of 'second in command for thousands of years'?"

The ancient dream saint's mind was spinning and she fell into deep thought.

"Of course I can't vouch for the Bloodhoof Clan's choice, but I do know that when a large number of rat people fled the Bloodhoof Clan's territory and ran to the Golden Clan's territory to join the Bighorn Legion, the Bloodhoof Clan's elite warriors were armed to the teeth.

The group did not intercept them sincerely, but allowed and even consciously drove large numbers of rat people into the territory of the Golden Clan."

Meng Chao said, "It's really strange. It stands to reason that many of the escaped rat people have experienced the 'Black-Corner City Explosion'. Maybe after the explosion, in the chaos of Black-Corner City, they also personally

They had tarnished the glory of the Bloodhoof warriors and stolen the treasures of the Bloodhoof clan. Why didn't the Bloodhoof warriors think of intercepting and killing them all to wash away their shame, but instead sent them out of the country as gifts?

"The reason is very simple. The Bloodhoof clan is playing the trick of 'diversion of trouble to the east'.

"In order for the Great Horn Legion to weaken the Golden Clan just like it weakened the Bloodhoof Clan, even if it just suffered a great humiliation in Black Horn City, it can be blurred like a sudden amnesia.

"It seems that in the face of real stakes, the so-called 'dignity of the warrior' or even the 'honor of the ancestors' are things that can be traded. They seem to be untradeable or even sacrosanct, just because the price is not high enough.

"

These words once again made Saint Gu Meng look at a loss.

Although she is just a humble rat citizen, she has long been accustomed to the saying that "dignity and glory are supreme" after growing up in Turanze since she was a child.

Every word Meng Chao spoke was like a dagger as thin as a cicada's wing, accurately peeling off the high-sounding coat, exposing the coldest and ugliest truth. She was at a loss for a moment, not knowing how to face it, hiding in

What's behind "glory".

"But after all, we are in Black Horn City and have caused the Bloodhoof Clan to suffer a huge setback. If we accept the surrender of the Big Horn Legion, how will the Bloodhoof Clan's face be saved?" Saintess Ancient Dream asked hesitantly.

"You are wrong. If you do not accept the surrender of the Big Horn Legion and allow the Big Horn Legion to be wiped out by the Golden Clan, the Bloodhoof Clan will truly lose its face."

Meng Chao said, "Think about it, there is an enemy who killed your family, destroyed your home, and trampled you into the dust, and everyone knows this.

"Suddenly one day, just when you were sharpening your knife, he was killed by someone else. You didn't know who to turn to for revenge.
Chapter completed!