The catastrophe is a very distant thing for the people of Middle-earth. Even though they have been fighting on the front line of Yingzui Cliff for more than half a year, and even though Middle-earth has already begun to consult the Youth Army and the Detachment of Women in a step-by-step manner, the people of Middle-earth still have no idea.
Too many dangers
Awareness of danger. To them, the imperial court's reports are just battle reports from the front line. They like to hear about great victories. After hearing that Marshal Zhao Zian annihilated the enemy's most powerful Storm Legion and captured the Princess of Heaven alive, the people of Middle-earth felt that this
The war has stabilized, days
The peace of the past will soon be restored.
However, this mentality of being far away from the war was completely broken by the sound of a big drum.
Zhan Ying was right. The people who heard the sound of the Kuiniu drum were not only the people in Yingzui Cliff, a few hundred miles away. With Qixing Mountain as the center, people with a radius of eight thousand miles all heard the terrifying drum sound today.
The rumble of war drums could be heard faintly in the three counties and fifteen prefectures of Bashu, Hanzhong, Nanjiang, Jiangnan Dao, Jiannan Dao, Nanjiang, Qianzhou, Ganzhou, and Xiangxi, and even in the distant Central Plains.
At this time, ordinary people realized that this damn war would be a hundred times more cruel than they had previously imagined.
War is cruel, at least in the eyes of most people.
Zhan Ying regards war as art, so he is not an ordinary person, but a madman.
The Kui Niu drum resounded throughout the world for a long time, and then stopped suddenly. Countless people looked up at the battlefield in southwestern Hunan, and did not take their eyes back for a long time.
In just a few days, the five ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang mobilized more than three million guerrillas and began to launch an attack on the heavenly army entrenched in Tianhuo Dong. The leader was Gesang's brother Gray.
Next to Gray was a strong man as big as a hill, the war slave who grew up with Gesang.
Zhan Slave was seriously injured in several battles with heavenly warriors, but he survived every time.
At this moment, he was wielding the mace that the madman warrior was good at, charging at the front.
Tianhuo Dong is the largest gathering place of the Miao people. It is surrounded by cliffs with a height of over a thousand feet. Only in the northeast is there a narrow passage thousands of feet long that can be entered and exited.
When the catastrophe first came, the five tribes in southern Xinjiang gathered more than 20 million brave warriors, intending to defend Tianhuo Dong and fight to the death with the enemy. Later, they were ordered by Ye Xiaochuan not to defend, and then they began to fight guerrillas in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
At this moment, Tianhuo Dong was firmly occupied by more than 100,000 warriors from the heaven, stationed in the canyon passage. The canyon along the line of sky became a millstone to strangle warriors from both sides.
The warriors of the five tribes have used various methods such as fire attacks in the past few days to force the warriors from the heavenly realm to come out to fight, but the warriors from the heavenly realm are tenacious and unable to come out.
In the early hours of this morning, after discussion among the top leaders of the five tribes, they decided to launch a frontal attack on Tianhuo Dong.
They are not afraid of death, they just want to fight in, take back their ancestral temple, and take back the statues of the Twelve Witch Ancestors that they couldn't take away when they left.
The brave warriors of the five tribes had already rushed into the canyon, but were soon blocked back by the warriors of heaven.
This canyon is several miles long, with narrow terrain and steep cliffs on both sides. Several giant warriors stand side by side, waiting to block the attacks of millions of warriors from the five tribes.
The warriors of the five tribes who broke in, after losing thousands of people, all fled from the inside with swords in hand like wolves and wolves.
Behind them were hundreds of giant warriors and madman warriors, carrying long-handled weapons in pursuit, and soon occupied the Taniguchi defense line on the outside of the canyon, which was occupied by warriors from the five tribes.
Gray wielded the Mo Dao and chopped down several deserters. He shouted loudly: "Why are you running! You cowards!"
The Dayan clan leader of the Gaoshan clan whom Ye Xiaochuan was familiar with said: "Gray, we can't get in! We can't get in at all! If we continue to fight like this, we will all die!"
Gray said: "We have to attack even if we die! Let's see the bravery of our Miao warriors first, and then you decide whether to attack or not! War slaves! Lead the death squads to snatch back the defense line outside the canyon for me!"
The war slaves roared like wild beasts and began to charge with thousands of Miao warriors.
The two sides started fighting again at the entrance of the valley.
The people of the five ethnic groups in Southern Xinjiang are shorter than the people in the Central Plains. However, they live in the mountains all year round, with mountains and forests as their land, and with wild animals, which makes the people of the five ethnic groups in Southern Xinjiang very brave and sturdy. The Miao people are the largest among the five ethnic groups.
The smallest, but the most powerful. Seven or eight thousand Miao warriors, bare-chested, with cloth scarves on their heads, and colorful floral cloths around their waists, holding military aid received from the Central Plains court, began to attack a group of retreating soldiers.
Make an impact.
Zhan Slave rushed to the front. His tall body gave people the illusion that he was a giant warrior from heaven.
A tall giant warrior at the front of Taniguchi's defense line saw the war slave, and immediately let out a roar, and slashed hard at the war slave with the long-handled giant ax in his hand.
The war slave sided with his body to avoid the giant axe, roared angrily, and smashed the giant mace in his hand.
The giant warrior immediately raised the huge wooden shield in his hand to resist.
boom!
Amidst the loud noise, the giant shield with a thickness of three feet shattered. The giant warrior received an unprecedented impact and staggered backwards and fell to the ground.
The war slave ignored the giant warrior and immediately swung his mace at the giant warrior who rushed towards him from the side.
As for the giant warrior who was sitting down, before he could stand up, a dozen Miao warriors immediately pounced on his body desperately, waving their long knives and slashing and poking at the giant warrior crazily.
The giant warrior's vitality was extremely strong. He was stabbed hundreds of times and turned into a gourd of blood. He was not dead yet. He struggled to stand up. His body was covered with Miao warriors.
The giant ax in his hand fell off, and there were two long knives stuck in his eyes. There were messy wounds on his neck. He stretched out his hands and grabbed at random, trying to catch the Miao warrior hanging on his body.
Go down.
Its huge soles trampled several Miao warriors who fell down into meat patties. However, it was unable to save itself. After standing up and trampling several Miao warriors to death, it fell down again, this time with more people.
The Miao warrior jumped on its body, and the roar of the beast in its throat gradually became lower, until its neck was stabbed several times.
It was almost cut off before the Miao warriors gave up on hacking, shouted the slogan of the Miao warriors charging, and continued charging towards the canyon.
There were more than a hundred giants and mad warriors at the entrance of the valley. They had just rushed out of the canyon. Before they could stand firm at the entrance of the valley, they had already lost their position and were knocked into the canyon again by seven or eight thousand desperate Miao warriors. The battle
The slave stood on a big rock on the edge of the canyon, brandishing a mace, and the survivors also waved the long sword in their hands, declaring that in this close encounter, they, the Miao warriors, had won.
