burning black smoke

broken city wall

Scars left by swords, guns, swords and halberds

As well as the enemy corpses piled up like hills under the city wall, carrion-eating crows were hovering in the sky. They smelled the smell of death and were waiting for the opportunity to eat.

The originally clear stream outside the city became turbid, and occasionally there were streaks of red water drifting with the current.

These scenes all declare the cruelty of war

After three consecutive days of fierce attacks, the city of the Tang Dynasty was as solid as a rock, and the will of the lion of the Tang Dynasty was as strong as steel.

Not to mention occupying the top of the city, it was rare for them to be able to climb up and stay for a while.

The strong armor, sharp swords, sharp arrows, and the non-stop heavy crossbows made these tribes feel the power of the Tang Dynasty.

Outside the city, in the large camp where the tribes gathered, the leaders of each tribe sat together in embarrassment. There were a few people missing among them, and some strong-blooded leaders led their troops to attack the city, but they were killed by Datang's arrows.

He was shot into a honeycomb. Or he climbed to the top of the city and was beheaded by a sharp sword.

"Failed"

"How can we explain to the clan members when we go back in this situation?"

"God, save us"

"I regret so much that I participated in this battle."

"You want to go against God's will?"

Blackhead, who was scolded, stood up angrily, his eyes seemed to burst out, and shouted angrily, "Most of the people I brought here are dead. I violated God's will, and you told me, where is God?"

What about God’s blessing and God’s punishment? Look outside at the corpses of our people from the Fire God lineage. They have piled up into a mountain.”

Hei Tou's words are all true. They are all members of their tribe outside. They believe in the lineage of the Fire God. In this mountain, there are also tribes that believe in the Water God, Snake God, Leopard God, and Earth God. There are wars among them.

, there are conquests against each other, but the Vulcan tribe is the most powerful here. Now that their vitality has been damaged in the war with the Tang Dynasty, the fighting within the mountainous area in the future may have to pay a greater price.

Da da da

The sound of slow footsteps accompanied by the sound of wooden sticks came from far to near. The man known as the messenger of the God of Fire walked in. His sharp eyes scanned around. There was a look of contempt on his face: "You guys, are you okay?"

You are bragging about how powerful you are, why can't you even defeat a small alien city now? You have to know that that city was where our ancestors lived before, and it was those outsiders who occupied it. Now the God of Fire and the God of Water

, the snake god and other gods jointly fight against those pagans, you are unable to implement the will of the gods, trash..."

As the old man scolded him, saliva flew out of his mouth involuntarily. The leader of the nearest tribe just felt sick, but he didn't dare to wipe it away and could only endure it silently.

They are a tribe that believes in the god of fire. This old man is the messenger of the god, a sacrifice, and an existence that cannot be profaned.

Perhaps because he was thirsty for scolding, the old man stopped talking for a moment and stared at the people present with his eyes. Even the black head just lowered his head and accepted it all silently. He was angry in his heart, but

He also knew that he could not defeat them.

Beliefs are instilled in them from the moment they are born. They are powerless to resist. There are many times in the history of the tribe that no one has tried. As a result, in the end, they find that they have become a lonely alternative.

The warrior who wanted to destroy the evil dragon eventually became a sad joke. And the evil dragon became a god who protects people, continuing to promote his ideas and fool all living beings.

"Then, Lord God Envoy, what should we do next?"

The old man closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and said to the leaders of these tribes with a hint of helplessness, "Retreat, return to the mountains, recuperate, and prepare for the next battle."

Forehead?

This kind of anticlimactic words made the leaders present express confusion. Why did they look so impassioned just now, as if they were going to use all their strength to chew down the city, and then they turned into running away in the blink of an eye?

What is the unknown thing behind this?

Has their god fallen?

impossible?

God is God after all, how could he fall?

Knowing that his words were a bit anticlimactic, the old man continued to speak to them in his own unique tone, "The people from the Snake God Tribe and Water God Tribe have evacuated. They failed and implicated us."

This statement seems to make sense at first glance. If you taste it carefully, you will find that there is some frightening information hidden in it.

The big tribes in their mountains all came out to attack the city of Tang Dynasty, and they were all defeated.

(o__)?

It's scary. Is Datang really that powerful?

When it was time to leave, everyone stopped thinking about it and ordered the logistics personnel to quickly sweep the battlefield. They lightly picked up the wounded and took away all that could be taken away. Although these people were injured and disabled, as long as they had hands and

Feet will be an indispensable workforce in the future.

First, some surviving personnel were dispatched to inform the tribesmen in the lower mountains to prepare, and the remaining personnel began to evacuate one after another.

In order to prevent Datang's pursuit, they left some people behind and continued to patrol Pan Heng near the camp to create the illusion that they were still going to attack.

There are many trees in the south. The trees used to build the camp were cut down on the spot and dumped directly on the spot. Those who were seriously injured and couldn't be taken away had to be dumped here. There were also those who were unwilling to give up their relatives. These people carried them carefully.

, followed the large army and left this Shura field step by step.

The mountain road is difficult to walk, and you have to cross some rope bridges and mountain ditches on the way, and there are also leeches and venomous snakes and insects everywhere. Fortunately, they carry herbal medicine to repel snakes. Except for a few unlucky guys along the way, most of them

It's all safe and sound.

The dense woodland and humid miasma restricted their development and protected them from being completely conquered by the Chinese dynasty in the Central Plains for thousands of years.

The defeat caused the atmosphere in the team to become a lot duller. For a long time, few people in the team spoke except for the groans of the wounded. After the excitement, they gradually calmed down and some people began to think about what the purpose of this battle was.

For land?

They didn't knock down an inch.

For food?

They didn't grab a single grain.

For money?

No city has been conquered, and no one has given them a commission.

For faith?

Oh, yes, it’s for faith.

Looking at the injured and moaning of his relatives, and thinking about his dead brothers, is this battle worth it?

Perhaps only the leaders and gods of the tribe know about this.

There is a canyon on the way back to the Vulcan tribe. There are cliffs on both sides of the canyon. This is the first and most important checkpoint for their tribe.

When they arrived at the mouth of the canyon, they saw a red figure approaching them from a distance.
Chapter completed!