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The originally plump priest was nailed to the ground by darts, looking more and more like a chubby ball—however, as the blood and internal organs gushed out, the ball quickly deflated and turned into a shriveled A puddle of meat.

Chu Ge hugged his small head and lay down not far from the priest, seeing the priest's tragic death clearly.

He thought to himself that this "Cat Cavalry" might not only be as simple as opening up his spiritual intelligence, but it is very likely that he is an "awakened one" among the Rat Clan, possessing superpowers such as infinite strength and even psychic entanglement.

The reason is simple. Ordinary darts pierced through, and it is absolutely impossible to cause a bullet implosion-like terrifying effect. It even blasted the priest from the belly to the back, leaving a big hole with broken bones, broken bones, and bloody flesh.

This is not a dart, it is a flying sword!

So, the rat race can also practice?

This is not surprising. The little palace master once told Chu Ge that there are many demons and ghosts in the world of cultivating immortals who can practice. There was a nine-tailed fox who had been practicing for hundreds of years. It took ten years to be discovered - these are all anecdotes recorded in the immortal cultivation notes of the predecessors.

This rat tribe capable of cultivation, as well as its army, including the kingdom behind the army, are obviously more valuable for exploration than the ferocious rat tribe, which is still in the primitive ignorance stage, has evolved to a higher stage of civilization.

Chu Ge secretly rejoiced that he didn't have the impulse to go shopping with the fierce rat at the beginning, or disconnected and ran away early-then he would not have been exposed to such a weird "rat war".

He made up his mind that he must survive, see the truth of the rat kingdom clearly, and then find a way to climb to the ground to report.

Looking around from the corner of the eye, the cat cavalry and its army did not mean to kill them all, but just drove the rats scattered everywhere with their spears.

To be honest, when the spokes of the bike are spread out, they are not very aggressive and are easy to sidestep.

But the first warrior in the tribe was beheaded by the enemy, and the priest was pierced through the heart with a dart.

Under the stabbing of sharp spears, they all drooped their tails, gathered together, and were guarded by the "sword and shield soldiers".

In addition, a large number of ferocious mice panicked and fled to the depths of the carriage. The environment inside was unknown, and the cat cavalry didn't want to rush in to investigate.

The way to drive them out is actually simple.

A few little mice dragged a bunch of firecrackers and a lighter with their tails.

The cat cavalry personally ignited the fuse, flicked his tail vigorously, and the firecrackers fell into the depths of the carriage along the gap where the door was not closed tightly.

There was only a burst of "cracking" noises, the pungent smell of gunpowder and strong gunpowder smoke spewed out together, and then there was another burst of jumping and piercing screams, and hundreds of ferocious rats ran out dizzy, don't Desperately fled around.

At this time, the power of whistle is shown.

The initial whistle and the one-sided massacre just now have left an indelible impression on the minds of the fierce rats, forming a stimulus similar to "Pavlovian conditioned reflex".

At this moment, I heard sharp whistles from all around again. These ferocious rats were all frightened, their limbs became weak, their muscles convulsed, foaming at the mouth, they collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

The pain of the spear piercing turned them into marionettes. They were driven together, trembling, looking at the intruders around them in panic—no, the conquerors.

Chu Ge was also among the captives.

He looked at himself as a mouse's aesthetic point of view, with a handsome and elegant appearance, which was incompatible with the fierce mouse, but he looked like a close relative of the conqueror.

But he didn't rush towards the conqueror stupidly, and volunteered to lead the way for the conqueror.

After all, the battle has just ended, and it is inevitable that the Rat Tribe will produce a few rebellious warriors to imitate Jing Ke's feat of assassinating the King of Qin.

At this time, it is not worth it to go up and be stabbed to death by the conqueror.

Chu Ge believes that with the wisdom of a conqueror, he will soon see that his outstanding existence is different from other fierce rats.

Next, the conquerors used dozens of bicycle spokes to randomly insert around the captives, forming a large cage with air leakage on all sides.

Then, they dragged the priest's intestines and stomachs, the corpses of the red-haired ferocious rats without their heads, including the remains of plastic beckoning cats, and poured a large amount of gunpowder taken from firecrackers.

The cat cavalry personally ignited the fuse with his tail, and in a short while, an unprecedented fireball exploded in the center of Rat City.

Amidst the despair, collapse, trembling, or unbelievable exclamations of many captives, the priest, the red-haired ferocious rat, and the beckoning cat were all burned into a small black lump, and it was impossible to distinguish between you and me.

The conqueror told the captives in this obvious way-the warriors, priests and even gods you are proud of are just a piece of shit.

It has to be said that this good show dealt a heavy blow to the souls of the captives—if the captives had souls.

Next, most of the captives were like empty shells, lying on the spot, watching the conqueror's actions blankly.

The spear phalanx of the conquerors, the sword and shield soldiers, and the "artillery" troops who set off fireworks and firecrackers all dispersed into the depths of the Rat City in small groups, and searched for a large amount of supplies with their keen sense of smell and touch.

Meat strips, pieces of meat, sharp broken bones, empty cans, all kinds of weird little things collected from the ruins of human cities, were all sorted and stacked neatly aside.

In a short time, the conqueror looted all the materials that the Vicious Rat Tribe had hunted, collected, and accumulated.

Then, the conqueror dragged out dozens of large milk powder cans from behind the ruined walls.

On both sides of the milk powder can, there are also strong nylon ropes and iron wires wrapped around them for dragging by mice or other creatures.

It looks like this is their "truck".

The conqueror methodically stuffed all kinds of supplies into large milk powder cans.

Even the dull captives were aware of the plans of the conquerors, and they all became agitated.

Perhaps before they turned on their wisdom, as ordinary mice, they didn't realize the importance of storing materials.

But now, they have enjoyed the benefits of tribal settlements, and they can no longer endure the precarious and displaced life without supplies.

All of a sudden, the captives were in a commotion, and several ferocious rats boldly screamed.

Naturally, the spokes of the bicycle were stabbed mercilessly, causing them to run away with their heads in their hands, and their buttocks pouted to get into the pile of prisoners.

Noticing the commotion here, the cat cavalry walked slowly towards them.

It is still riding that big cat that looks like a panther—well, the ratio of mice to cats is even more disparate than that of humans to panthers, the feeling of being suffocated by being stared down by a natural enemy that is four or five times larger than itself , is indescribable.

Even Chu Ge, who possessed a human soul and could disconnect and escape at any time, felt an uncontrollable tremor.

The spears that were originally used to imprison them turned into some kind of protective device, and all the prisoners shrank back in the middle of the cage in fright, forming a wriggling mountain of meat.

Only including Chu Ge, a very small number of ferocious rats could remain calm and barely stand still.

The eyes of the cat cavalry fell on them, full of inquiry.

Especially seeing Chu Ge's appearance of thin skin and tender flesh, and the traces of his limbs being nested by wire, it froze for a moment.

There is a door!

Chu Ge's heart moved, and he immediately pretended to be wronged and finally saw his relatives. The mouse eyes the size of mung beans seemed to be watery.

He glanced at the cat cavalry.

The other party's eyeballs rolled around, and "Zhi Zhi" yelled a few times.

Dozens of spearmen walked over with their bicycle spokes on their shoulders, lined up in two rows, facing each other, inserted the bicycle spokes obliquely on the ground, pointed to the sky, and crossed together to form a cold and shining passage.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

Regardless of whether the captives understood or not, the cat cavalry pointed to the captives and then to the passage, probably signaling them—to climb over!

Chu Ge saw that at the end of the passage was the battle flag of the conquerors, the scarlet mouse skull.

The captives were already so frightened that their legs were weak. They had never seen such a battle. They all hugged their heads and curled up into a ball. No mouse dared to be the first.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

The cat cavalry barked again impatiently.

Many spearmen around them leveled their spears again and poked into the cage, threatening the captives to climb over quickly.

Chu Ge noticed that the cat cavalry's eyes fell on him again.

There is no way, he stands out from the crowd, even if he is disgraced among the fierce rats, he is still a shining existence like a firefly in the dark cave, and he cannot hide at all.

Since his strength did not allow him to keep a low profile, he could only walk towards the spear passage with his head held high.