To the northwest of Feiyan Pass, the last ray of light is drawing down the distant horizon.
The black and red tribes are made of fur-sewn tents, either triangular or irregular in shape, blowing in the wind. This is a large tribe that passes through the pass into the grassland of Jin State, with more than 2,000 people.
, taking advantage of being close to the pass of Jin State, their lives are much better than those of other tribes deep in the grassland.
Recently, war has started again, and a large number of tribal soldiers and horses have gathered south to fly to Feiyan Pass. This has also become one of the rear camps for the high priest's soldiers and horses.
Under the darkening sky, the herdsmen drove back with herds of cattle and sheep. The Yuejie soldiers guarding the rear were patrolling nearby on war horses. Occasionally, they would smile and curse at the Yuejie children playing outside the tents, which probably meant that they were going to have dinner at night.
He went into the tent to sleep with his mother and asked his father to go to another tent.
The Yuejie children who were playing just giggled and turned around to tell their mother who was sewing a robe in the tent. The mother rolled her eyes and subconsciously looked at her husband next to her.
snort.
The man sullenly opened the curtain and strode out, scolding the children outside for coming back. He wanted to catch a glimpse of something in the corner of his eye, turned his head to look at the dim sky, and murmured in Yue Jie: "It rained just a few days ago.
Rain, why is it raining again?"
When the child who ran back heard the murmur, he also raised his little face and saw a large black cloud floating noisily from the south. On his red face, he blinked his eyes. This noisy sound sounded like
It was coming from flies spinning around on the cow's butt, and the child's eyes narrowed suddenly.
"Insects...insects..."
Um?
When the man glanced at his son in confusion, he saw black clouds drifting from the distance in his peripheral vision, suddenly stopped, and there was the buzzing sound of wings flapping, and then... they flew directly down from the sky into the tribe.
"Ahh——"
Piercing screams suddenly broke out in the tribe. The next moment, the man at the entrance of the tent picked up his son, turned around and rushed back to the tent. When the wife wanted to ask what happened, the husband directly lowered the curtain and spoke with Jin people's words.
The quilt he had exchanged covered himself, his wife and children in the corner.
The moment the buzzing noise was overwhelming and the pitiful screams rang out, the herdsmen in the tribe and the patrolling Yuejie soldiers saw countless densely packed black insects in the dim sky, like clouds overturning, turning into a picture.
The human face opened its bloody mouth and bit them.
In an instant, the entire huge tribe was in chaos. Groups of galloping cavalry waved their weapons and slashed at the black insects around them. The exposed skin and face were instantly covered with insects, and their jagged mouthparts were bitten directly.
His skin and flesh were torn apart wildly, and he let out a shrill scream. He fell directly from the horse's back, rolled twice and turned into a white skeleton wearing leather armor in the blink of an eye.
The galloping war horses also screamed with their hooves flying, and fell sideways. A large amount of flesh and blood disappeared quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The cavalry around them disappeared almost at the same time.
"Black bug, go back to the tent!"
An old Yuejie barbarian rushed into the camp with black worms all over his body. His high-pitched words fell, and both men and horses turned into skeletons and fell to the ground.
The next second, the insect swarm scattered, covering the entire tribe and sweeping away wildly. The running herdsmen fell to the ground one after another. Some Yue soldiers rushed into the nearest tent and pushed the people inside out. They quickly tightened the curtain and listened to the herdsmen outside tearing their hearts out.
The lung-splitting wails made the whole body tremble, but the moment the screams outside disappeared, a large number of black insects followed the smell of people, like a surging torrent, pouring in through the gap under the curtain.
"Don't...ahhh!
"
The soldier kept beating the leather armor, threw the leather helmet out like crazy, opened the curtain and ran wildly outside. He ran into another swarm of insects sweeping in, and was eaten up in an instant. Then.
, with a buzzing noise, he went to the nearby tent, and even the cattle and sheep in the fence were not spared, turning into bones on the ground.
The insect swarm wandered around and then gathered together. When they last flew into the sky, there was no sound from the tribe of thousands of people.
…
On the huge rock at the foothills in the south, Chen Yuan had an expressionless face. He could feel the cruelty caused by the passing of the insect swarms, and he could also feel the excitement and cheers of these insects eating everything.
He had witnessed the Hu people going south to kill civilians, and now he just wanted to return this cruelty to Yuejie.
"You have enjoyed the wealth brought by your army's march south, and you have also enjoyed plundering my Han women. Today is the time to repay your debt."
Chen Yuan looked at the sky, lit the incense burning on the ground, picked up the method again, and muttered something.
"The night is endless, fear breeds, those who look at me are filled with misfortune, those who miss me are plagued by all kinds of diseases, those who scold me are as crazy as crazy..."
After reciting the long incantation, Chen Yuan opened his mouth again, and another wisp of black air flew out. It did not turn into a swarm of insects like before, but quickly dissipated in the air, using his magic power to escape to the grassland.
…
Time passed slowly, and the grass carpet undulated slightly under the starless night sky. Occasionally, in the distance, a wolf straightened its neck and howled in the direction of the moon. Soon, there was the rapid sound of horse hooves galloping on the grassland, waving whips.
He shouted to the war horses to speed up.
From a camp to the north, two gray sheep priests with white faces and sheepskin came out, following the figures with deer heads on their heads. They looked at the running knights and raised their hands to tell them to stop.
Surrounding them were male and female herdsmen holding their children, mixed with the soldiers, watching curiously, not knowing what was going on.
"Priest, the Gewa tribe is gone... gone." The cavalry who arrived got off their horses and dismounted.
This deer-headed priest was not an outstanding person. He was just one of the three camps behind him. Before dark, he felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. The gray sheep priest divined that something terrible had happened, so he
Sent out scouts to check.
The news coming back now really shocked them, and even the surrounding herdsmen and soldiers. The tribe of more than 2,000 people, plus the more than 1,000 soldiers stationed there, were all dead.
Bones...
Swarm of insects.
Over the years, we have also secretly collected the spells of that person, but unfortunately to no avail. The Jin monks in the south seem to be more cautious about the care of spells than before. They can only make insinuations and find out about the black worm.
The spell of curse.
Comparing it at this time, the deer-headed priest's heart skipped a beat, 'That person finally came over and killed him.'
"Follow me back to your account immediately and tell this matter to the high priest over at Feiyan Pass!"
However, just as the three priests turned around and walked past the crowd, they seemed to sense the magic power, and their expressions suddenly changed. One of the Gray Sheep priests shouted: "Cover your ears and go back to the tent!"
The herdsmen around were still confused. There was a sudden ringing in their ears, and their cochlea hurt. At that moment, they instinctively covered their ears. In the dark night, there were inaudible words lingering in the dark.
The gathered people squatted down in pain, and with their eyes opened, Tong Ren became distracted at this moment. The expressions of the herdsmen and soldiers became dull. Some suddenly went crazy, yelling and running around, and some covered their heads.
His eyes were too scared to look into the dark night, and he even reached out to scratch his eyes and pulled out a piece of flesh and blood.
"This... what kind of spell is this?!"
Seeing the scene in front of them, the three priests fell to the ground in fear, using their magic power or the magic weapons raised at their waists to try their best to resist the erosion of the other party's spells.
I don't know if it was due to the fear of that person, but the magic weapon in the hands of the three people only held it for a moment. The wind caused by the spell hit their faces. The three of them immediately lowered their faces, and drops of blood flowed down the tip of their noses, low on the decaying grass, invading their faces.
Dyeing patches of bright red flowers.
The tribe behind them continued to scream, scream, and wail in fear.