Chapter 1162: Jackal Style

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Not to mention, the arrival of these mobs had dealt an irreversible blow to the Great Horn Army’s morale.

Meng Chao, who had personally forged his identity and infiltrated the Great Horn Army, knew very well that the Great Horn Army did not have the ability to correctly identify every single member in the rat people’s volunteer army.

The rat people originally came from different clans, different towns, and different settlements. They had different occupations, characteristics, and experiences.

Some people were bold private hunters, while some people were just miners and foundry workers.

Although they could not stand their persecution anymore and had risen up to resist, their family members had remained in their hometown.

Others were at odds with their masters and were wanted by several families.

There were even some rat people who were not as righteous and glorious as they said. Instead, they were thieves and criminals who tried to use the rat people’s rebellion to wash away their past crimes in the tide of the times.

As a result, many used false identities when they joined the Great Horn Army.

After a long journey and a series of fierce battles, most of their comrades had died or fallen behind. The comrades around them had also changed from batch to batch, and no one could confirm or deny their identity at all.

In such circumstances, it was easy for Wolf commanders to mix a few grains of sand with the rebel rat army, which was destined to surrender and rebel.

One should know that although the rat people’s rebellion had engulfed the entire Picturesque Orchid Lake, the deeply rooted military nobles always kept some loyal domestic rats.

The relationship between these domestic rats and their masters could be traced back to a thousand years ago.

They enjoyed treatment that far exceeded that of ordinary rat people. Their wives and children were also very likely to fall into the hands of their masters. It was impossible for them to have any thoughts of betrayal. Hence, they were the best spies.

They allowed these spies to infiltrate the rat people’s rebel army and find the Great Horn Army’s main forces. On the one hand, they could pry into the truth and gather intelligence. On the other hand, they would spread rumors such as, “The Wolf Clan Master is kind-hearted and willing to accept all who surrender” and “The Big-horned Rat God doesn’t exist at all. Otherwise, why would he watch us believers who are absolutely loyal to him starve to death?”

The light rumors were like viruses that corroded people’s hearts. They were even more terrifying than the heavy-armored legions that were armed to the teeth.

“The rat rebel army that arrived one after another has already been implanted with ‘viruses’ by the enemy and turned into powerful ‘bombs’ in their ignorance.

“It’s possible that the Great Horn Army in my previous life was blown to pieces by these rabble from the inside!

“There are not many commanders in Picturesque Orchid who can come up with such a scheme. In my memory…”

The warriors of Picturesque Orchid, who were used to solving problems with swords, claws, and muscles, usually did not bother with such a complicated scheme.

The Gold Clan’s wolves, tigers, and leopards preferred to run freely on the battlefield and enjoy the pleasure of cutting the rat people’s throats.

To launch such a scheme against mere rat people was simply a humiliation in the eyes of the proud jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards.

In Meng Chao’s memories of his previous life, there was only one supreme champion in the Turan civilization who did not mind launching the most thorough and terrifying scheme against even the weakest opponent.

And that was…

“Jackal” Kanus, who had ascended to the Turan civilization’s highest throne and launched a war between worlds on the coming tomorrow.

“That’s right. Such a scheme is indeed ‘Jackal’ Kanus’ style.

“Has the ambitious mastermind finally lost the ability to resist and has jumped out of the dark corner to take action personally?

“Yeah, with his secret support, the Great Horn Army has grown crazily to the extent that it is now on the verge of success. It is time to reap the fruits of victory.

“Perhaps, the wolf rangers who are wantonly moving around the area that’s controlled by the Great Horn Army and using the wolf pack tactic to hunt down the supply line crazily are personally led by Kanus, the Jackal.

“Think about it. When the experienced and unruly leaders of the Wolf Clan return in defeat on the battlefield and the heavy troops under their command are all killed by the Great Horn Army, they will be defeated.

“However, ‘Jackal’ Kanus has personally led the Wolf Clan’s second-line troops and won a series of victories.

“While the result of each attack might have only burned a few wagons of supplies, which would be insignificant at normal times…

“But to the Wolf Clan, whose morale had plummeted on the battlefield, victory was victory. It was what they needed the most at the moment.

“In comparison, Kanus, the Jackal’s, prestige in the entire Wolf Clan has naturally increased day by day to an unprecedented level.

“Even if he takes the opportunity to weaken the military authority of the Wolf Clan’s leaders, reorganize their defeated troops, and slowly seize the military authority into his own hands, he probably wouldn’t encounter too much resistance within the clan.

“Next, all he needs is an indisputable victory, a decisive victory that will completely suppress the chaos in the Great Horn Army. Then, ‘Jackal’ Kanus will become a hero who will turn the tide and defend the Wolf Clan’s glory. He will win the respect and loyalty of all the Wolf Clan’s brave warriors. From a mere puppet, he will become a real Wolf King!”

Meng Chao felt that he had seen through “Jackal” Kanus’ scheme.

However, he could not tell the Ancient Dream Saintess about it.

It was very strange. The Ancient Dream Saintess had received a large amount of information and realized that the Great Horn Army was facing a lack of military supplies, rumors were spreading, and the morale of the army was unstable.

However, she hid the information in the depths of her brain as if she was ignoring it.

If Meng Chao was not thinking about how the Great Horn Army would be wiped out, he would be very sensitive to the food issue and the existence of “Jackal” Kanus.

It was also very difficult to scan and retrieve such information from the thousands of shining memory cells.

“What exactly is stuffed in the depths of the Ancient Dream Saintess’ brain?” Meng Chao muttered to himself as his consciousness continued to search the core of the Ancient Dream Saintess’ memory.

He wanted to find the memory of how the Ancient Dream Saintess went from an ordinary rat girl to being the “Big-horned Rat God’s spokesperson in Picturesque Orchid Lake.”

He wanted to find clues on the mastermind.

However, it was very difficult to search for and extract specific memory fragments from a completely unfamiliar brain.

Even though Meng Chao had a lot of experience in reading memory fragments, it was difficult to clear his head at once.

It was as if he had walked into a time tunnel.

Light and shadow interweaved before his eyes as he kept recalling the things that were most deeply remembered in the Ancient Dream Saintess’ short life.

In the sea of glittering memories, the first thing that rushed into Meng Chao’s eyes were mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Countless rat civilians were broken into pieces, and the scene of heavily injured soldiers wailing in barracks for the wounded was also playing out.

“These are… the victims of the Great Horn Army.

“I didn’t expect that the Ancient Dream Saintess could use her cold and ruthless tactics to treat the millions of rat civilians as pawns and send them to their deaths without hesitation.

“However, deep down she remembers the faces and even the names of every victim.

“So much blood, bones, internal organs, and brain matter. There are also screams, moans, and the sound of burning corpses, the sound of war hammers crushing bones, and the sound of brain matter squeezing out of the empty sockets of those who’ve lost their eyeballs. The sounds have been lingering in her mind all this time. She’s still able to remain sober and rational without going crazy and becoming a monster. It’s… unbelievable!”

Meng Chao did not want to stay in the memory of the massacre for too long.

He followed the timeline and continued to trace the origin, searching for the truth behind the Great Horn Army’s creation by the Ancient Dream Saintess.

However, when it came to the intersection between the Gold Clan and the Blood Hoof Clan, the underground base hidden in the depths of the valley, and how the Ancient Dream Saintess had recruited warriors to form an army in the first place, where did the rations and armaments needed for the army come from… this series of memories were all shrouded in a milky white fog. Hence, it was impossible to see the details clearly.

It was as if the Ancient Dream Saintess herself, or someone else, had sealed a part of her memories.

Meng Chao did not dare to stir his brain waves, strengthen his spirit power, and forcefully break the seal.

Regardless of the consequences, if he acted recklessly, he might be discovered by the Ancient Dream Saintess or even the mastermind at the next second.

By then, it would be hard to imagine what would happen to his partial subconscious mind that was still deep in the Ancient Dream Saintess’ brain.

Meng Chao could only suppress his curiosity and swim toward the Great Horn Army’s memory data before the Ancient Dream Saintess created it.

He stopped in front of a sparkling “balloon jellyfish.”

Inside the memory cells that were like crystal balls, there was an overwhelming snowstorm.

In the snowstorm, hundreds of thousands of Mount Wolves were howling mournfully.