"Damn it! Shameless! Rat fish! ... Ancestor! You hairless bird kid, how dare you sneak up on me! I'm going to cut off your head and use it as a ball!!..."
"Wait! Ancestor! Uncle Feather, what was just... was a slip of the hand... it was an arrow shot privately by the warriors out of righteous indignation! You are my uncle, I really didn't order you to be harmed, how dare I!...
Witness the Lord God! Listen to my order, no one is allowed to shoot arrows this time!…”
In front of Xihe Village, the river and the sea merged turbulently, and the sea breeze roared. Prince Feather Peng Guali was so frightened that he dodged two feather arrows that grazed his hair and touched his head repeatedly!
If it hadn't been windy today, if his bird's-nest hairstyle hadn't interfered with shooting, if his knees hadn't softened and he immediately knelt down...then he would have been shot just now, or an arrow in the head! In this life, he never thought that he would be able to kill geese and trap people.
To be on the edge of this big river, I almost got pecked in the eye by a bird!…
Under the hurried escort of the clan's personal guards, Feather Penggua rolled around and quickly stepped back thirty or forty steps, feeling a little trembling in his heart. He was frightened and angry at first, then furious, and finally died.
Staring at the wall of Xihe Village, he cursed at the little crow Sitwewe who looked surprised and worried.
"Ah! Little Crow, from whom did you learn to be so shameless? Does Old Crow know that you are in the Kingdom of God? Are you his grandson?... Witnessed by the three gods! I must clean up the family for Old Crow today.
, I will chop off your head and use it as a human sacrifice to kick with a rubber ball in the stadium!"
"Uncle Feather, I really don't dare to harm you! You are so agile and kneel down so quickly, you are just like the legendary bird! You can't harm anyone!... Let's talk again, let's talk again! This time
I have restrained the samurai, no one will dare to harm you again, I swear!..."
"Go to hell, little crow! No trap has ever deceived me twice! You succeeded in making me angry, and I will never let you go!"
After shouting this, Feather Peng Guali's flushed face was distorted with anger. He turned his head and ordered to the trusted warrior beside him and his nephew Peng Bage.
"Witness the three gods! Immediately blow the conch horn, and the warriors attack the city from three sides! Quick, must be quick, don't give the kid a chance to react, seize the food in the village!... Quick! I will kick him in the head later!...
"
"Beep! Didi!..."
"Blessed by the three gods! Attack the stronghold!!..."
The rapid sound of the conch horn sounded immediately. Brother Peng put on his leather helmet, roared, and personally led eight hundred clan warriors to attack from the front. The other two teams of five hundred warriors also trotted around both sides of the stockade.
, followed the path they had taken before, and hurriedly climbed the wall of the village. In almost a moment, the Feather clan mobilized all their strength and rushed towards the small village of only more than 300 people!
"O Lord God! Ah this!...Feather! Stop! I...I'm going to set fire! I'm going to burn all the food, and I won't leave you a single grain! Without the food here, within a hundred miles around, you will be
We can’t find a large tribe that can supply supplies!…Stop!…”
"Ancestral Witness! Little Crow, you have angered me! Are you burning?! I want to see how much food you can burn before my warriors attack the stronghold!...Aha! What if you really set fire to it?
, as much food as I can save! If the clan doesn’t eat enough, I will roast you! I’ll kick you in the head and eat your meat at the same time! This is called roasting crow!…”
"Damn it! You cruel feather! I was really burned!..."
"Set a fire! I do what I say, as long as you set a fire... I will roast you and kick you in the head!..."
The little crow Sitwewei held a torch, with sweat on his forehead, threatening Feather Pengguali outside the village. But this time, Feather seemed really unmoved by the threat. He stared at the little crow with hatred on his face.
The crow was licking its lips like the coyote of the god of death. The arrows were whistling, and the shouts of killing came immediately. The Prepecha warriors were fighting again on the wall. The feathered warriors flanking the two sides also began to climb up the guard wall.
The soldiers on the thin wall of the village are about to break into the village!
"Ah! Uncle Feather, stop! Let us go, and I will hand over the village to you! If you don't give me a way to survive, I will really let the cronies in the warehouse set it on fire! ... There is the black stone of Vulcan in this warehouse!
As long as the fire burns, you can't put it out, everything will be burned!!..."
"Huh?! Black Stone of the Vulcan, give me the stronghold?!...Blow the conch horn and ask all the warriors who are attacking the city to stop first!..."
"This? Patriarch! The warriors are about to attack!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Blow the trumpet quickly! This time, the little birdie was forced to panic, and he told the truth!..."
"Didi! Woo!...Didi! Woo!"
The piercing war horn sounded again. The climbing feathered warriors were startled and hesitated for a few breaths. It was not until the conch horn was repeated twice and the flag was waved repeatedly that they reluctantly retreated. With this conch horn sound,
, the samurai archers on both sides also tacitly stopped and stopped shooting.
After all, both parties are warriors of Prepecha. They speak the Prepecha language, and the Feather and Crow clans have another origin. They have a close relationship. Now that they meet at the mouth of the river at the end of the world, both sides are keeping their hands on each other.
Most of them were holding on to those miscellaneous subordinates who were not considered human beings. As long as the two leaders could reach an agreement, everyone had no intention of fighting for their lives.
"Hoo! Hoo! Damn it! These feathered warriors are forbidden by law, and they don't collapse when they retreat. They are simply as powerful as the Kingdom's Spear Legion!..."
On the wall of the village, he saw the feather warriors who had withdrawn again. Little Crow was covered in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water. He wiped the sweat with difficulty, swallowed, and could not help but think of the village in his mind.
The tragic scene after the breakthrough. He was just a few seconds away from being roasted by his feathers and having his head kicked like a ball! It’s terrible, it’s really terrible!…
Well, the little crow is still too young at the moment and has never experienced big winds and waves. He can barely do it if he deceives and sneak attacks on Old Feathers. But once the sneak attack fails, he will be far from the opponent of Old Feathers when it comes to the shameless and lifeless hooliganism.
!
"Little Crow! Looking at the face of my ancestors, I retreated for the second time! I will never retreat for the third time!... If you say you want to leave, I will give you two-quarters of an hour!... You retreat from the village
Go out, and the food in the village belongs to me, and I will never pursue your people!…"
"Uncle Feather, please slow down and let me discuss with the warriors..."
"Wait a minute! You're trying to lie to me! Come here, build a firewood pile for me and prepare to light a fire! ... Little crow, I only give you two quarters of an hour! When I light this firewood pile, it will be your barbecue.
shelf!…"
"Me! You!..."
"Hurry up! My eyesight is bad and I can't see the sun clearly! Maybe the samurai will attack the city soon!..."
"Damn! Feather! I'll leave the village to you, but you have to swear to me! Swear to let us go and ensure the safety of me and everyone in the village!"
"Swear? How to swear?"
Hearing this, Feather Peng Guali's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. This little gangster was finally frightened by him. He still maintained anger and suspicion on his face, staring at the little crow on the wall.
Cursed loudly.
"You sneak attack little birdie! Does the oath you swear stand?..."
"In the name of our ancestors, I will cut my face and bleed and swear an oath, let Dahe and all the warriors witness it!..."
On the wall, the little crow Sitwewe looked solemn, holding a torch in one hand and taking out a sacrificial obsidian dagger with the other. He gritted his teeth, pointed the dagger at his handsome face, looked at the bad old man below the city and shouted
.
"Uncle Feather! The oath of cutting one's face witnessed by the ancestors is the most sacred blood oath among the nobles of Prepecha! Do you dare to agree?!..."
"..."
Seeing the dagger that the little crow took out, Feather Pengguali's heart skipped a beat and he cursed secretly. This little crow was so cruel to him, he actually wanted to play a nobleman's face with an old man like him! Damn it! So cunning and so cunning.
Cruel, wouldn't he be more powerful than him in twenty years?... If the clan is not really short of food, it must get the food stored in the village to continue migrating and survive... He must...
"Okay! I promise you! If you cut my face, I'll cut my face!..."
After thinking for a moment, Feather Peng Guali also felt cruel and took out the obsidian dagger he carried with him. Then, under the witness of Dahe and thousands of warriors, Little Crow swung the dagger and made a deep cut on each cheek.
, let the blood drip instantly!
"Witness the Crow Ancestor! I, Crow Sitwewe, will keep all the food in Xihe Village and will not murder Feather Pengguari! If I violate this oath, my Crow clan will be extinct within twenty generations.
My distant relatives, all their descendants have died!…”
"Well!…"
Hearing such a vicious oath, Feather Peng Guali twitched his old face again, and even his nephew Peng Bage also looked ugly. Feather and crow were the ancestors of the Bird Department two or three hundred years ago, and they were not within twenty generations.
Distant relatives? This oath started...
"Witness the ancestors of Feather! I, Feather Pengguari, will let Crow Sitwewe and his warriors go, and will never murder him! If I violate this oath, my Feather clan will be exterminated within twenty generations.
My distant relatives, all their descendants are dead!…His!…”
Feather Peng Guali's fingers trembled, and he drew two shallow lines on his weathered and handsome face. His heartache and facial pain were unbearable. Then, according to the ritual convention, both of them dipped their own blood and drew on their foreheads.
Three bloodstains, while chanting the name of the god of faith.
"Witness the Lord God Huitziloppo! ...The oath has been fulfilled!"
"The three gods of the sun, earth, and moon witnessed it! ...The oath has been fulfilled!"
In just a quarter of an hour, under the witness of Dahe and their ancestors, the two of them completed the face-cutting and blood oath between the nobles of Prepecha. Feather Pengguali stared at the little crow with blood on his face at the top of the city, and endured
He couldn't help laughing and chirping. This little birdie was obviously inexperienced and cut his face too deep with the knife. Now he was hurriedly applying herbs to his face, putting on a strange white cloth bandage, and then hurriedly ran down the wall...
Feather Peng Guali patiently led the warriors back two hundred steps away and waited for another quarter of an hour. Then, the village gate suddenly opened, and one or two hundred tribesmen took some dry food and quickly headed towards the river with bare feet.
Escape to the east upstream.
"Clan leader, this?..."
"Wait a minute! This group is tribesmen. Little Crow is still a little suspicious, so he let these people out to explore the way. This little birdie is really thoughtful, but he doesn't look like Old Crow's seed, but looks like mine.
…”
"..."
The feathered warriors waited patiently for another two-quarters of an hour, until the first group of tribesmen disappeared. The remaining one or two hundred kingdom warriors carried some heavy bamboo baskets on their backs and walked out of the village gate. Seeing these bamboo baskets, their feathers fluttered.
Guali's eyes shrank, and he was about to lead someone forward to intercept him, but saw the other party knocking the bamboo basket to the ground!
Gold, silver, copper, cloth, and especially a lot of food, messy and shiny supplies were scattered on the ground in front of the village gate, causing the feathered warriors to surge in and their formations became chaotic.
Afterwards, Little Crow took his warriors and ran towards the village port on the west side of the village. Within a moment, all the kingdom warriors boarded the boats and looked at the chaotic shore from a distance.
"Ah! This cunning little birdie! He threw the tortillas everywhere! Damn it, it's really hateful!..."
Feather Peng Guali cursed loudly, spit, and took the messy warriors to pick up the cloth and food scattered on the ground.
This chapter has been completed!