"Beep—"

After the invader's spear formation, a shrill whistle came from under the scarlet battle flag.

Chu Ge saw a black mouse with a particularly big belly, holding a big whistle and blew it desperately.

This is the horn of the battle.

Under the command of the whistle, six rows of small mice in the front of the spear array put down sharp-sharpened bicycle tire spokes together, and the dense jungle of swords and halberds aimed at the ferocious rats two to three times larger than them.

"Shit and shit!"

Several ferocious rats jumped high dodge without rushing, and immediately got cold to the heart of the bicycle spokes.

The spokes of the bicycle are not very hard, but its indomitable flexibility just brings another terrifying effect - whenever a few bicycle spokes pierce a vicious rat, the little mice can use the elasticity of the spokes to throw the vicious rat into the sky, like stringing up a string of weird candied haws.

The remaining ferocious rats were frightened by this shocking scene and were a little in a dilemma.

The little mice did not rush to attack the spear formation, but they advanced slowly and rhythmically with the accompaniment of the whistle, and the speed was quite slow. Every time they advanced a few meters, they had to step on the spot to adjust their formation, leaving no gaps between them, and they could not pour in.

They were like a steel hedgehog, unhurriedly crushing the enemy.

The ferocious rat without long-range projection firepower cannot deal with such an advanced spear formation.

Several ferocious rats wanted to attack from the flanks, but after they went around, they found that they were facing "Sword and Shield Soldiers" holding compound canned shields and utility knifes.

Each ferocious rat stretched out its claws toward the square formation and faced at least three or four utility knife attacks.

Even if they could tear the shield opposite, they would leave seven or eight deep bone-deep wounds on their bodies.

And just as they were entangled, the spearmen behind the sword and shield soldiers had already adjusted their direction.

The living sword and halberd jungle swallowed them in one bite, and was stabbed hard by seven or eight bicycle spokes, turning them into another string of candied haws, which was their only fate.

After only five minutes of contact between the two sides, the courage of the ferocious rats finally regrouped and disappeared again.

After leaving more than a dozen corpses of bloody holes and crimson like beehives, the remaining ferocious rats fled to the carriage, and went trembling with their old, weak, women and children.

Now, the only ones on the battlefield who are still fighting stubbornly are the red-haired rats and their hunters.

Perhaps it was the pride of the warriors, or perhaps it was the instinct of ferocious beasts, these ferocious rat hunters had a bloodthirsty light rolling in their eyes, but they were not afraid, and they all exploded their hair, looking three or five times bigger than the little mice on the other side who were waiting for battle.

Under the leadership of the red-haired ferocious rats, they roared to the sky like wolves on the wasteland, and then launched a charge.

Instead of drawing an arc toward the front or side of the spear phalanx, he tried to bypass the spear phalanx and directly killed under the battle flag of the little mouse army.

To capture the thief, the king was captured first. This red-haired ferocious rat was actually a natural military strategist. In the moment of life and death, no teacher understood this truth and keenly grasped the defect of the spear phalanx moving slowly and turning unsatisfied.

Sure enough, in terms of physical fitness, the little mice in the spear square are far less strong and agile than the red-haired ferocious rats and the hunters under its command.

The cat cavalry didn't have to open and close it, just dragged the scalpel and gently dragged it. The light of the knife naturally slashed across the red-haired ferocious mouse's neck.

The red-haired ferocious mouse suddenly rushed forward for a few steps, then he lay on the ground with a "splash", his head rolling all over the ground, and blood shot out of his cavity with a "pop", leaving a fan-shaped red area in front of him.

In one round, the red-haired ferocious mouse who killed the honey badger half a day ago was killed by the cat cavalry. No, it was killed by the cat.

The killing seemed as fast as lightning, but it had precise calculations. Chu Ge even suspected that the little mice under the scarlet battle flag were all set up suspicion formations, deliberately luring the other party to "capture the king first", and this cat cavalry is the real leader of this mysterious mouse army.

The cat cavalry stepped forward, and a beautiful bent over, used a scalpel to lift the red-haired ferocious mouse's head and raised it high.

The evil rats around him saw that the strongest warrior in their tribe died in such a life, and they all cried out sadly, completely losing their desire to resist.

The cat cavalry threw the red-haired ferocious rat's head towards them. The many ferocious rats first scattered, then reacted and hurriedly came up to grab the red-haired ferocious rat's head. Then, they lay on the ground, drooping their tails, expressing their intention to surrender.

The Cat Cavalry hung the scalpel behind the saddle and rolled up a dart with his tail.

Under its control, the black cat took two steps back, and a sprint, and his back suddenly arched. A wave-like force was transmitted to the cat cavalry's tail. With a "swoosh", the cat cavalry's tail shot the dart like a bowstring.

The dart drew a shrill arc in the air.

In an instant, it rushed to the depths of the City of Fierce Rats.

With a "puff" sound, the entire dart was sank into the belly of an obese mouse, and it shot all its internal organs and was nailed to the ground.

Many evil rats looked closely and all screamed.
Chapter completed!