"I don't know if the Saint of Ancient Dreams can also get rid of the spiritual invasion of the 'Jackal' Canus. Since this cunning wolf king has launched in advance, there is absolutely no reason to give up halfway, but I don't know how many more interconnected links he has prepared.

Can this trick destroy the entire Great Horn Legion in one fell swoop?"

Meng Chao thought like this, and his perception gradually became clearer.

Soon I smelled the strong smell of blood and burning grease, and heard the strange screams of ghosts and wolves.

"what happened?"

Meng Chao was surprised.

In the wounded barracks where he was located, seriously wounded soldiers who fought bravely under the Hundred Blades City and were covered with bruises were brought in every day. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was not surprising.

But the smell of burning grease was clearly filled with fire, and the flesh and blood of countless people were all turned into fuel!

The location of the Wounded Barracks is naturally the heavily fortified hinterland of the Big Horn Legion. Where did the blazing flames that devoured flesh and blood come from?

Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and looked around.

What he saw in front of him made the blood in his body almost freeze.

Although the soul has returned to the body.

But he found that he was just jumping from one nightmare to another more real nightmare.

On the hospital beds lined up next to him, there were originally a hundred warriors with mutilated limbs and guts and stomachs stagnant.

Of course, when they experience pain and change dressings and treatment, they can no longer bear it and will moan or even howl.

But most of the time, after taking the secret medicine containing hypnotic ingredients and being comforted by the priest, they would fall asleep.

Even when he is half asleep and half awake, his energy is listless and his energy is like a thread.

At this moment, these seriously injured people, who should be dead soon, sat up from their beds one after another.

Their pale-as-paper faces were bursting with tiny red dots as red as blood, bursting with abnormal excitement.

The pupils contract and expand at a very high frequency.

Coupled with the high-speed trembling of the eyeballs and the nervous twitching of the head, it shows that their brains are in a state of overload.

Their shattered chests were more like high-speed undulating bellows. "Huff, huff, huff, huff," as they spewed out almost howling breaths along their throats.

The chests of many warriors were chopped into pieces by the wolf defenders, with deep bone scars visible, and even the lungs were almost exploded.

It was only the careful application of the secret medicine and the tight wrapping of the bandage that kept the chest from bursting.

At this moment, because of their exaggerated breathing and their hearts beating like war drums, the wounds on their chests that had barely begun to heal burst open again, causing the layers of bandages to be soaked with bright red blood.

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"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!"

"Tskttttttttttttttttttttttt!"

The expressions of these seriously injured people were weird, as if they could not feel the slightest pain caused by the disintegrating wounds all over their bodies.

The gasping and howling coming from the shattered chest gradually turned into a neighing that no one could understand.

Coupled with the weird expressions, empty eyes, and body language twisted to the extreme, these seriously injured people are simply more terrifying than the out-of-control origin warriors!

And for Meng Chao, who has extremely keen perception, he can also see more things that ordinary rat people cannot see.

The brains of these seriously injured people are burning.

Not literally "burning".

Rather, their brain cells are vibrating crazily, releasing brainwaves like a storm.

From the storm, another thick and colorful flame was sprayed out, spreading like a wildfire on the grassland, spreading to the entire wounded soldiers camp.

Even if Meng Chao came into contact with their brain waves, he would still see chaos in front of him.

In a daze, it seemed as if I saw the highly decomposed "zombie rat god" again!

"not good!"

Meng Chao's expression suddenly changed.

The brains of these seriously injured people have been hijacked.

The principle is somewhat similar to the secret mental attack method "Fear Bomb" often used by dragon city supernatural beings and alien beasts.

By "detonating" their brains, sacrificing every one of their brain cells in exchange for extremely strong brain waves, and then progressively triggering an avalanche-like chain reaction, killing hundreds, thousands, or even thousands of people.

The brains of tens of thousands of people emits the most terrifying resonance together!

"Sure enough, 'Jackal' Canus has long used the ability of the Ancient Dream Saint to subtly control the brains of all rat warriors through dreams.

"At this moment, he suddenly attacked. First, he 'exploded' the brain of the Saint of Ancient Dreams, causing the Saint of Ancient Dreams to release extremely violent brain waves. Then, through the layers of the priests, he sent a brand new nightmare into the world.

Deep in the mind of every rat warrior.

"This nightmare doesn't need to be carefully constructed.

"As long as the majestic horned rat god appears in the nightmare, he suddenly becomes extremely weak, or even directly 'dies', and then swells, rots, and turns into an extremely ugly zombie.

"It's enough to cause the faith and soul of most rat warriors to collapse, completely shattering their fighting spirit and combat effectiveness!"

Sure enough, when Meng Chao struggled to leave the camp, he found that not only the tent where he was staying, but the entire wounded soldiers camp was in a state of panic, chaos, and demons dancing around.

Human thoughts and will are all affected by flesh and blood.

If the blood energy is strong, the muscles are strong, and if the person is full of wine and food, he will naturally be refreshed and strong-willed, and will not be affected by evil spirits.

And these wounded soldiers were suffering from dizziness and pain all day long, and many of them were missing part of their limbs. Even if their lives were not in danger, they often lost most of their combat effectiveness. For the high-level orcs who advocated martial arts, this was more terrifying than death.

ending.

Their spiritual defenses are extremely fragile and have already been pushed to the breaking point.

The "zombie rat god" originating from the depths of the ancient dream saint's brain is naturally the easiest to invade their brains, hijack the visual nerves, and appear in front of their eyes.

Put yourself in another person's shoes, if Meng Chao was a seriously injured soldier who had been lying on the bed for a long time, tortured in pain all day long, and missing several limbs, I wonder if he could still recover and even go into battle to kill the enemy.

To make matters worse, the city he sacrificed his life to attack could not be conquered for a long time, and news spread everywhere in the military camp that they were running out of ammunition and food. It was only possible to survive with the blessing of the Great Horned Rat God and the advocacy of the Saint of Ancient Dreams.

morale.

At this moment, he suddenly dreamed of the Great Horned Rat God turning into a rotting corpse.

No, it was not just him who dreamed it, but all his colleagues around him dreamed it and even saw such a blasphemous scene clearly.

Is it possible for his nerves not to collapse?

"This is bad!"

Meng Chao gritted his teeth and cursed secretly.

Even in Dragon City, which is armed with modern weapons and ideas.

The large number of people who have been bombarded by "fear bombs" and whose spiritual index has skyrocketed and plummeted are also the most troublesome trouble.

Put aside all the weird and unpredictable factors, including the strange power and confusing factors.

Even on the battlefield of ancient Earth without extraordinary powers, it would be an almost impossible task to calm down thousands of soldiers who had suffered a nervous breakdown and were trapped in fear until they mustered up their courage again.

This is the truth as the saying goes: "When the wind roars and the cranes roar, the grass and trees are all in disgrace, and the army is defeated like a mountain falling."

Meng Chao could only place his hope on the nurses, witch doctors and priests of the wounded barracks.

The difference between witch doctors and priests these days is not very big. Witch doctors who have the ability to prepare secret medicines and treat wounded soldiers often also have quite powerful psychic powers and can withstand a certain degree of mental attacks.

The Wounded Barracks is naturally equipped with a large number of witch doctors.

Logically speaking, these witch doctors should not fall asleep as soundly as the wounded soldiers. There are always some witch doctors who are still awake.

In the waking state, a witch doctor with strong mental power is always less susceptible to nightmares.

Meng Chao guessed half of it right.

In addition to the seriously wounded who looked like crazy, there were indeed a large number of sober witch doctors in the wounded barracks.

Although when Meng Chao found them, all the witch doctors had red eyes, pale faces, and cold beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads, looking like they were in danger of imminent disaster.

At least he didn't have the same mental breakdown as the seriously injured person, and started dancing like crazy "babbling".

However, these witch doctors were all wearing helmets and armor, using unfamiliar techniques, holding trembling swords, spears, swords and halberds, blocking the entrance of the wounded barracks.

His horrified eyes were cast outside the wounded barracks, on the darkest horizon before dawn.

No, the originally dark horizon has been illuminated scarlet by the raging flames.
Chapter completed!