"Kill the enemy!"
"Eat their flesh!!!"
With that said.
Chen Sanshi hurled the warhorse, along with the charred corpse of the Mystic Elephant Great General, down to the ground.
The Hongze Camp soldiers, who had been starving for a long time and had not tasted so much as a scrap of meat for five months, actually swarmed forward and divided the horse among themselves.
At this sight.
All the Central Plains troops were struck dumb with horror.
"They're eating people!"
"The Northern Liang Army is eating people!"
In truth.
With warhorse meat to eat, they naturally would not eat people.
But at this moment.
In the eyes of the Central Plains soldiers, who had also starved for so long, there was no difference at all. It was merely a matter of sooner or later—once the horses were gone, they would naturally begin eating people.
Because...
They had done it themselves!
Two hundred thousand troops!
That was indeed a great many people.
But at this moment.
Not a single one of them wanted to die first!
Why should they risk their lives to hold formation?!
They had starved for months.
The higher-ups.
Starting from the assistant generals, all of them received Grain Abstinence Pills.
When it came to food, there was none for them.
When it came to dying, they were sent forward.
No one was a fool.
At that moment.
The resentment and unease that had accumulated in their hearts over the past months, coupled with the white-robed man eating flesh and treating them as provisions—all of it mingled together and ultimately became a great tide.
The tide of collapse!
The formation at the edge of the army could no longer help but descend into chaos. One corner of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Immortal Trapping Formation, which had only