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Chapter 160: Duijing View...Before the Statue

After finally passing through this miles-long Snake and Insect Valley, everyone in the Pioneer Team was sweating profusely.

If it weren't for the protection of leather armor, there would probably be few people left now. Even with protection, many people would have been bitten by flies, which was extremely itchy.

It was not until we walked out of this annoying snake and insect valley that everyone had the time to take out the ointment prepared in the backpack and apply it, and then chew the Artemisia saccharum according to regulations. It is said that it can prevent and treat malaria.

Many people's armor was covered with leeches and spiders. Everyone cleaned each other before they could handle it.

But it is not without gain.

The road in the Snake and Insect Valley was not only much wider, but the poisonous snakes on both sides of the road were greatly affected, and most of the arrogant black flyworms were also destroyed.

The main force behind will be much easier to leave.

The vanguard continued to move forward, and encountered more than once along the way, and everyone shot and killed them immediately, buried them on the spot without leaving a single living mouth.

At dusk, I finally arrived at the planned camping site.

Soon, the main force led by Hu Gu and Yang Xu, as well as Zhu He's follow-up troops, also came to the campsite.

The reason why Li Luo sent them all out was to train their ability to march and fight in the mountains.

At this time, I had already penetrated the mountains for more than 60 miles and had half of my journey.

Eight hundred people will rest in the camp until midnight and set off until dawn.

Only use the food and water you carry, and don’t take off your armor in the tent at night. Try to choose a place that is ventilated to the sun.

However, what is still inevitable is that some people start to feel dizzy and nausea.

It is impossible to completely avoid miasma when you come to such a deep mountain in the south.

The so-called miasma is actually a large number of harmful gases and suspended microorganisms produced by the deep mountains and forests due to the dampness and stuffiness, and the rotten animals of animal corpses and fallen leaves. It is a natural biological and chemical weapon.

Many people in ancient books are unacceptable to the local environment when they come to the southern mountainous areas, but there are few records that they will not adapt to the local environment when they go to the northern plains. This is also the reason.

The four generals and Zeng Du were a little worried. After counting, more than a dozen people were already dizzy and vomiting. Some people who were bitten by flies began to feel uncomfortable.

It's only been a day since I entered the mountain.

Zhu He sighed, "I will only know the difficulty of Wuhou's southern expedition today."

Yang Xu said: "We are lucky than Zhuge Liang. After all, the Shengfan is not as powerful as the Southern Barbarians. The mountains on this island are not as good as the 100,000 mountains in the South."

Wanyan Hu said: "My Jurchen ancestral land also has many deep mountains and forests. But except for the cold, there are no such miasma, snakes and insects! It's so hateful!"

"This is a good season, especially at the turn of spring and summer, there is even miasma in the depths of the mountain. Even the sacred monkeys are afraid and think it is a practice of the gods." Zeng Du explained, "The best time is winter."

Zhang Lian snorted, "When it's winter, we will launch a lot of fanfare and kill each village and kill all the headhunters who eat people."

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Just as the beheading team crossed the mountains and ridges, the Tuoduo Mountain was already very lively.

At noon, almost all the people who participated in the alliance arrived. The usually empty Tuoduo Mountain suddenly flooded into it today.

They are all pillars of each tribe, including patriarchs, elders, and leaders. They are all well-known figures in their tribe.

Although they formed an alliance against the increasingly powerful Han people outside the mountain, they did not have the word "alignment".

In the so-called "land where the high mountain gods come", the first time we have shared sacrifices to the high mountain gods.

This method is actually an important step for the tribe to move towards a nation. As long as you go through several common "sacrifices", the tribes that were originally not subordinate to each other and attacked each other can form a new nation.

Through the "Court Festival", all the patriarchs were summoned with only one purpose, to kill all the overseas Chinese who offend the gods.

In fact, the reason why Tuoduo Mountain has become a "sacred mountain" is not because it is tall. It is not because it has no peaks on it, but also concave, like a huge bowl, just looking strange.

Because Tuoduo Mountain is a "sacred mountain", no tribe is qualified to build a mountain village on it. Not only that, no one is allowed to live within several miles of Tuoduo Mountain, so as not to disturb the Lord God of the Mountain.

At this time, more than a thousand people had gathered in the "big bowl" on the top of Tuoduo Mountain, surrounding a tall statue.

This statue is a colorful monster with pig face and snake hair. There is a huge altar in front of the statue. Several living people have just been killed and sacrificed, with their heads in the shape of a finished character.

A group of strong men in black were dancing wildly in front of the altar, screaming constantly, and nine high priests from all races, beating human skin drums and waving magical tools made of human bones, muttering their words.

"The Han people from overseas offend the great mountain god! Shouldn't the descendants of the mountain god use your anger to turn the cowardly Han people into sacrifices for gods, and use their blood to wash away our shame..."

A man with a big belly and a gorgeous crown on his head shouted, and he opened his hands like a hen.

This person is Guawa, the leader of the Dongsheng tribe, one of the three major tribes, and is named Dongsheng King.

Another man, who was known as the King of Hundred-legged, also stood up excitedly, "It's time for the descendants of the God of the Mountain to stand together! In any case, we must kill all the Han people first..."

After King Yufu was captured and killed by Cui Xiuning, the only three kings of Shengfan were left with the Hundred-legged King and the Dongsheng King.

The Hundred-legged tribe and the Dongsheng tribe, one with centipedes as the totem and the other with bats as the totem, are both large clans with a population of more than 10,000.

Next, of course, it is to compete for the position of the "major priest". The so-called major priest is actually the leader of the alliance. The superficial truth that the snake cannot do without a head, and the students still understand it. If there is no big leader, no matter how you say, you will not be able to unite all tribes.

There were more than 60 chiefs, some of whom supported the Hundred-legged King, and some of whom supported the Dongsheng King. They were noisy until the afternoon, but they did not decide who would be the priest.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a "hissing" sound, and then many people screamed.

"It's a Han man!" A short arrow was about to penetrate the belly of King Dongsheng. He looked at the figure that suddenly appeared not far away and roared.

This sacred mountain is deep in the mountains. Why did the Han people suddenly come? They still touched their venue? The fans didn't have time to think about it, so they looked for weapons to organize their resistance.

Unfortunately, they were completely unprepared. Today they came to worship, not to make grass, so many people just carried simple swords and didn't even carry bows or arrows or guns.

The beheading team that had already raided a nearby decapitation team. The first round of attacks was two hundred divine arm bows, and the fierce and dense short arrows, like metal rain, baptized a life span.

There were six hundred bows attacking with the Divine Arm Palace Bow. The Shengfans could not have thought that the Han people would come here. They squeezed together for a meeting, and there was not even a guard at the foot of the mountain. In other words, Shengfans had no consciousness at all.

This time, five or six hundred casualties were killed or injured, and 30% were directly lost.

The Eight Hundred Beheading Team was divided into three teams, surrounding the Shengfan in the venue from three directions and attacking condescendingly. From the terrain, the Shengfans gathered at the bottom of the bowl, while the Beheading Team stood at the mouth of the bowl.

"Win the string!"

"put!"

"Take the bow!"

"shoot!"

Two hundred god arm bows and six hundred bows, and constantly shooting short arrows and feather arrows, which was slaughtering.

Shengban didn't even have a chance to rush up, so they were shot and killed. WW They had no weapons to counterattack, nor had they had a chance to counterattack.

After just a few rounds, more than a thousand lives were either dead or injured. Thrilling howls and roars filled the world, and many feather arrows were also inserted into the statue of the gods with pig faces and fangs and poisonous snakes.

"Kill!" Zhang Lian threw down his bow and arrow, swooped down with a Mo knife in his hand, killing the injured and undead Shengfan one by one.

All eight hundred warriors rushed down, and in a blink of an eye, more than one thousand five hundred life soldiers were finally killed.

They are not ordinary generations, but the patriarchs, elders, and leaders of each tribe. They are the most powerful, capable and brave middle-level forces in the tribe.

Without them, Shengfan had lost his basic organizational ability and could no longer form any alliance. He could only be defeated one by one and wiped out one by one.

Zhang Lian lifted his sword and walked to the tall statue of the god, Mo Dao waved it and chopped off the head of the statue.

"Cut off all the heads of the skulls, pile them up into Jingguan, and shock the skulls." Hu Gu ordered.

The beheading team crossed mountains and ridges, and was troubled by miasma and mosquitoes. In fact, it was already the last moments of strength. Fortunately, Shengfan was not prepared for combat and was easily accounted for.

"Retreat!" After the Jingguan was piled up, the beheading team quickly evacuated.

Along the way, I encountered groups of live broadcasts, but I didn't dare to get close to the attacking team, so I could only watch the team leave.

As time goes by, more and more Shengfan tribes nearby know what happened in Tuoduo Mountain.

For a moment, countless life stories were so scared that they were scattered.

Under the attention of the great mountain god, more than 1,500 leaders of various tribes were beheaded by the Han people. Even the heads of the gods that cannot be blasphemed were cut off and their bodies were pushed down.
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