The Wolf King Who Endured Humiliation
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"If that’s the case, then I’m even more unable to understand!"
Therefore, Meng Chao pretended to completely believe the Wolf King’s words and agitatedly said, "Since you’re also from the rat race, the lowest rat race among the rat people, you should be able to understand the pain and anger of the rat people better than anyone else. You should be able to understand the rat people’s impatience and desire to fight for freedom and glory. That’s all the more reason why you should stand firmly on the rat people’s side.
"Why are you deceiving your own kind and starting a Great Horn Rebellion that has no chance of winning? Why are you paving a path to ambition with the corpses of millions of rat people?
"What you are doing is no different from the wolves and leopards that gnaw at the flesh of the Rat Clan’s members.
"No. You are even more despicable than the real wolves, wolves, and leopards. You have betrayed the cause of the rat tribe by taking advantage of the trust of the Rat tribe members
"That is where you are wrong. Very wrong."
Faced with Meng Chao’s reprimand, the Wolf King was not angry at all. On the contrary, he pretended that he was not understood at all and even endured the humiliation as he spoke in a deep voice, "I admit that I did hide a lot of the truth from the thousands of rat people on the issue of the ‘riot of the great horn’.
"In fact, I have nothing to say even if you want to blame me for the tragic deaths of the thousands of rat people.
"But I can swear to the sky and the ancestors that I have never betrayed the cause of the rat people.
"On the contrary, everything I’ve done is for the cause of the rat people, for the establishment of the sixth clan that belongs to the rat people, and for the Freedom, glory, and rise of all the Rat People!"
Meng Chao snorted coldly.
He was waiting for Wolf King’s explanation.
"Because I was born as a rat, no one knows better than me how stupid and weak the vast majority of the rat people are while they are extremely miserable and worthy of sympathy."
The Wolf King Sighed. "Back then, in the collapsed underground temple, the rat thieves could watch their companions being killed and gnawed on by their ‘master’, but they could not express any normal emotions or reactions.
"Even the pigs had to struggle desperately when they were about to be slaughtered. Even when their hands and feet were tied, they had to groan at the top of their lungs.
"But they don’t know the slightest bit of anger and resistance.
"It’s as if years of hard work and cruelty have smoothed out the gullies and emotions in their brains, making them worse than pigs, dogs, cows, and sheep. They are just machines that are indifferent and indifferent to their work.
"Do you think that there is a way to make these machines, which have lost their emotions, lack their will, and don’t even have the motivation to survive, muster the courage and fighting spirit to fight against the ‘master’who has enslaved them for ten thousand years?
"Let’s say that your companions in the Bloody Skull Coliseum.
"You claim that they were deceived and exploited by me until they died an unnatural death.
"But think about it carefully. Even without me, without the serial explosions in black Horn City, and without the riot of the great horn, will the rat militia, slave soldiers, and slave workers in the Bloody Skull Coliseum and the entire Black Horn City not die?
"How is that possible!
"Without the riot of the great horn, there would still be the game of the brave.
"After the game of the brave is over, there would still be the five races fighting
"After the five clans decide on their war chiefs, there would still be the
"In the endless battles, all the rat folk would be cannon fodder, the lowest level of cannon fodder. They would only be qualified to be threatened by the supervising team and charge at the forefront of the Tulan army to face the poison arrows of the elves, the cannons of the dwarves, and the fury of the sorcerers. How could they not die?"
Meng Chao was silent.
He was perhaps the person who was the least qualified to refute these words in this world.
Because no one knew better than him just how heavy the casualties of the Tulan civilization were in the war between worlds.
How could there be a complete egg under the destruction of the nest?
When the entire Tulan Swamp was ablaze with white flames, even the once tyrannical wolves, tigers, and leopards would be reduced to ashes. They would die without a burial place, not to mention the rat subjects!
"I’m alone. I Can’t stop the rats from sacrificing themselves."
The wolf king said sincerely, "The only thing I can do is to make their deaths as worthwhile as possible.
"Originally, they were going to die in the game of the Bravehearts, the War of the five clans, and the Battle of Honor as low-level cannon fodder.
"Their meaningless deaths will not affect or change anything. Even if the Tulanites in the future wrote a war epic that was as vast as the ocean based on the Battle of Honor, not a single line of poetry would mention their names.
"But right now, the blood of millions of rat subjects has gathered together and forged a majestic, invincible ‘Rat God’!
"Even if the Rat God is fake, the courage and honor that the Rat God has inspired are extremely real and precious. With such courage and honor, the ‘death’of the rat subjects can be called ‘sacrifice’!
"I don’t think that it is an unforgivable mistake to inspire real courage and glory with a fake idol!
"Yes. I must admit that I have shown the non-existent scenes to the rat subjects in the dream of the ancient Dream Saintess and tricked them into dying.
"What else can I do?
"If I don’t use such a method, what else can I do to summon the courage of millions of rat subjects in the shortest time before the Battle of Glory begins?"
Meng Chao thought about it carefully.
He realized that although the wolf king had not evolved into the complete body of the Doomsday Wolf.
It already possessed the most important quality that a leader must possess.
That was shamelessness.
"As for me controlling the ancient Dream Saintess and gathering the rat uprising army that was scattered all over the place into the territory of the Gold clan, that’s not a problem at all."
The Wolf King continued to justify his actions, "Yes, you can say that after such a gathering, the Great Horn Army expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye to the extent that it exceeded its own limits. From then on, it was stuck in a deep hole, stuck in a dilemma, exhausted, and finally utterly defeated.
"However, if we think about it from the other side, even if the rat militia didn’t gather together and were still scattered all over the place, would they have been able to escape the ending of defeat and destruction?
"As I said before, no matter what we choose, we will die.
"Then, the only thing we can do is to die in a way that makes our deaths worthwhile.
"Since ancient times, the idea of the great horn army trying to accomplish everything in one battle was ridiculously childish.
"However, you can not deny that it was such a childish dream that gathered the thousands of rat militia warriors in the entire Tulanze and formed a rat militia that had never appeared in the past ten thousand years. It was even larger than any orc legion, and it was a tide of rats that could break through the city walls of a glorious city and make the warriors of the clan cowering in the City Shiver!
"In this unprecedented army, the rat subjects from all over the world can talk loudly and imagine the wonderful life after the establishment of the sixth clan to their heart’s content; the ‘garbage bugs’and ‘Grave Robbers’who were previously strangers can fight side by side and become close comrades who share life and death together; countless people have fallen in the bloody battles, but their spirits have been preserved and condensed into the common will of all the rat subjects!
"Don’t you think that such ‘common experiences, common dreams, and common will’are the foundation and prerequisite for the creation of a brand-new clan?
"Although the flag of the Great Horn Army has fallen to the ground.
"However, the legend of the Great Horn Army has not been extinguished, nor has the spirit of the rebel army of the rat people been worn out.
"The millions of rat people scattered all over Tulanze who seemed to have been tamed under the high-pressure rule of the five major clans still remember the achievements of the great horn army and the surging tide of the rat people that almost turned the whole of Tulanze upside down!
"Don’t you think that although the duration is short, the brilliance that blossomed out of it is incomparably dazzling and magnificent. Isn’t it more significant and far-reaching than the sloppiness of small skirmishes?"
When the Wolf King said this in one breath, his entire face was flushed red.
It was as if he had never been so sincere in revealing the entire plan to others. He was extremely excited.
"Do you know what the best part is?"
The Wolf King said with half pride and half pride, "The best part is that after completing all of this, after stirring up chaos in Turanze and planting the seeds of resistance and the courage to dream in the hearts of millions of rats, I actually managed to think of a way to save the lives of more than half of the rats in the Great Horn Army!
"Yes. The nominal great horn army has been completely annihilated.
"The cause of the rats will certainly be in a low period for a long time.
"But many veteran soldiers who dared to raise their sabers high to the warriors of the clan survived.
"Although they were reorganized and completely disrupted the organization, they were still under my command and had the right to continue fighting. They were still with their comrades who had been with them day and night and fought with them through thick and thin!
"The low tide on the surface is only a temporary hibernation. Today’s hibernation is only for the purpose of rising more rapidly tomorrow.. Believe me, the claws, teeth, and swords of the rat soldiers will only be sharpened more and more. When the time is right, the great horn army will certainly be reborn in a posture that is ten times stronger than yesterday!"