The arrival of these rabble, not to mention anything else, dealt an irreversible blow to the Great Horned Legion's morale.
Having personally forged an identity and infiltrated the Great Horned Legion, Meng Chao knew very well that the Great Horned Legion had no way to verify every Ratfolk rebel soldier's true identity.
The Ratfolk had originally come from different clans, different towns, and different settlements, with different occupations, traits, and experiences.
Some had been audacious illegal hunters.
Some had been honest miners and foundry workers. Though they themselves had finally reached the end of their tether and risen in rebellion, their families remained back home.
Others had forged bitter feuds with their masters and were wanted by several Lineages.
Some Ratfolk rebel soldiers were not nearly as righteous and honorable as they claimed. They were petty thieves and criminals, hoping to use the Ratfolk Rebellion to wash away their past sins amid the raging tide of the age.
Thus, many Ratfolk had used false identities when joining the Great Horned Legion.
After long journeys and successive fierce battles, most of their companions had either died or fallen behind. The comrades beside them had changed batch after batch, and there was simply no one left who could confirm or deny their identities.
Under such circumstances, it would be exceedingly easy for Wolf Clan commanders to mix a few "grains of sand" into these Ratfolk rebel soldiers who were destined to surrender only to rebel again.
One had to know that although the Ratfolk Rebellion had swept across all of Turanze,
the deeply entrenched military aristocrats had always kept some utterly loyal "house rats."
The ties between these "house rats" and their masters might date back a thousand years.
They enjoyed treatment far superior to that of ordinary Ratfolk, and their wives