"Hundreds of thousands of escapees can only take the Sunken Sky Grassland. This involves the pursuers' will to fight."
Meng Chao said, "That Great Horned Officer in the camp was right earlier. The escapees are not the Bloodhoof Clan's primary problem. No matter how furious those chieftains and priests are, as long as they retain a shred of reason, they cannot possibly send out their entire force to hunt down the escapees."
"Why not?"
Ice Storm asked. "The escapees overturned all of Black Horn City and made the Bloodhoof Clan lose all face!"
"A qualified commander would not rashly go to war out of anger."
Meng Chao said, "I believe the deeply rooted Bloodhoof Clan has, more or less, at least a few qualified commanders.
"That's right. The chain of massive explosions and the temple thefts in Black Horn City did indeed leave the Bloodhoof Clan utterly disgraced. But would they mobilize their entire army merely to recover their dignity, scattering across the boundless Sunken Sky Grassland to hunt down a pack of filthy, lowly rats scurrying east and west?
"Then what about the struggle for supreme power between the Bloodhoof Clan and the Golden Clan?
"Other than Black Horn City and the Sunken Sky Grassland, who will deter and suppress the restless ratfolk throughout the rest of the Bloodhoof Clan's territory?
"Will the Bloodhoof Clan still take part in the Era of Glory, marching north to launch an assault on the Holy Light Land?
"For the chieftains and priests controlling the Bloodhoof Clan, their foremost concern right now is not revenge. It is cleaning up the mess, maintaining order, and ensuring that the Bloodhoof Army remains a tightly united force ready to enter battle at any moment—and that it still possesses sufficient food, weapons, and every kind of war