Chapter 1041: Rage of the Ratfolk
At first, Ye Zi, like all the Ratfolk Servant Soldiers in Blood Skull Arena, absolutely refused to believe this thunderbolt from a clear sky.
Yet somehow, overnight, the news spread throughout Black Horn City like wildfire raging across the mountains.
Just as the news that "the Great Horned Rat God is about to descend" had once spread across the entire city.
Many people described it so vividly, with every detail in place.
Things like, "The Golden Clan has grown far too arrogant over the past Era of Prosperity, sleeping soundly atop its former achievements, and simply hasn't cultivated many warriors as brave as their ancestors."
Or, "Golden Clan spies infiltrated Black Horn City and saw the martial might of the Bloodhoof Warriors. They were scared out of their wits, and once the news reached Red Thorn Village, those fat-headed, big-eared Lion Men and Tiger Men didn't dare compete with the Bloodhoof Clan's warriors on a real battlefield. All they could do was send even more spies, trying to disrupt the Bloodhoof Army's assembly and departure through despicable, shameless tricks."
Or, "Through a joint operation by the Bloodhoof Family and the Ironhide Family, several Golden Clan spies were captured and made to confess their crimes. The entire conspiracy has already been proven beyond doubt, and the truth has come to light!"
Though the Ratfolk could not possibly see this evidence.
Many Ratfolk had indeed seen Minotaur Warriors of the Bloodhoof Family and Boar Warriors of the Ironhide Family sitting in Iron Horn Tavern—the tavern at the busiest crossroads in the heart of Black Horn City, once its liveliest place and now smashed into ruins—drinking heartily amid broken walls and rubble.
Seeing them with their arms around each other's shoulders, calling one another brothers, gathering together