The warriors with great strength and good aim lined up and drew their huge bows and arrows, aiming at the old witch dancing on the boulder on the other side of the river.
"Let the arrow!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
"Protect Lord Priest!" Da He roared when he saw the flying arrow, and rushed towards him with a shield in his hand.
The other Jiuyuan fighters were anxious, but they couldn't leave the place without an order. Hundreds of people could only shout together, hating the Huangjing tribe on the other side.
Faster than Dahe were Yuan Zhan and Shen Gu, and Shen Gu's body that rushed over turned into two figures in the air, each trying to catch the flying arrow.
Yuan Zhan threw countless earthen arrows and hit the flying arrows with a wave of his hand.
The bodies of Dahe and Shengu fell into the river, and the mermaid warriors saw that they were their own people, so they immediately supported them with the river water.
The great river and the deep valley did not return to the shore, but stood by the river, ready to meet the enemy at any time.
Hao, who was sitting behind the town, waved a team, and that team quickly rushed to the front of the boulder, just like the big river and the deep valley, they all got down the river and stood by the river.
Seeing the arrows and spears coming from the other side, Yuan Zhan let out a cold snort, leaving Shengu and Dahe behind to protect Yan Mo, and backhanded a horse that came to support Ying Zhao, jumped on its back, and shouted: "Cross the river." !"
In response, Yingzhao spread his wings and flew into the air, rushing towards the opposite bank.
The Huangjing tribe on the opposite bank had seen a few heroic horses that came to support them before, but at most they carried people on their backs to observe this side in the air, and they never dared to fly over the other bank, so although they envied Jiuyuan for having such flying and fighting horses The half-intelligent creatures of the war beasts are not very afraid.
Now seeing that the other party dared to fly over on Yingzhao alone, Huang Jing's leader let out a disdainful sneer, and with all his strength, "Kill that guy who flew over!"
People with good eyesight and who knew Yuan Zhan saw the appearance of the man riding Qing Yingzhao, their expressions changed, and they hurriedly told the leader: "Master Nian, the person who flew over is the leader of Jiuyuan!"
"Oh? He is the earth-controlling blood warrior who is likely to reach the seventh level? Go invite the envoy of Luoque City!" Huang Nian didn't care, and even thought that the leader of Jiuyuan was too reckless and underestimated the enemy, so he dared to fly over alone. .
"You're so stupid! Now that you're here, don't even think about going back!" Huang Nian suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Listen, all soldiers! The man who flew over is the leader of Jiuyuan. Who can kill him? The chief will reward him with five horned oxen and twenty slaves! If he is a slave, he will be released from slavery!"
The soldiers of the Huangjing Tribe roared excitedly when they heard the content of the reward, hit their weapons hard, and shouted: "Kill him!"
Huang Nian called someone and told him: "That savage is a soil control fighter. He is in the air and he is at his weakest. Don't let him land, kill him in the air!"
Respondent: "Yes!"
Huang Nian immediately gave the order, and a team of 200 people rushed out from the edge of the forest. These two hundred people are all fourth-level fighters, already the most elite team of the Huangjing tribe, and the team leader is the person who has just been told, and is also a fifth-level sacred blood warrior.
Don't underestimate this fifth-level god-blood warrior. Although his level is not high, he has special abilities. He is a god warrior who has truly inherited the blood of the Huangjing tribe's gods. When he led people out, his body deformed. Webbeds grow, skin grows between the arms and the body, the mouth protrudes, and the whole person becomes like a large bat.
The warrior flew up, he couldn't fly for a long time, but what he is most powerful is not the flying, but the silent attack from his mouth.
Yuan Zhan, who was riding on Yingzhao, saw the flying Batman, saw him open his mouth, and was thinking about how the opponent would attack, he felt a strong impact. This invisible and sudden attack almost knocked him down from midair.
But how could Yuan Zhan be shot down? The strength of the opponent's attack did not break through his body defense, he just swayed and sat down again.
Batman opened his mouth, and an invisible attack came again. He was already prepared for this original battle. As soon as he saw Batman opened his mouth, he raised his right hand, and a long vine like a whip emerged from his hand, knocking Batman out of the air at once. drop off.
Batman didn't expect that the soil control warrior didn't control the soil, and played with a rattan whip that was very similar to the ability of Morgan's blood. This whip made him dizzy, and he didn't get up for a long time.
The failure of Batman calmed down the rushing Huang Jing fighters, but under the heavy reward, some people still threw spears at Yuan Zhan without fear of death.
Ying Zhao's speed was very fast, Yuan Zhan hated the people from Huang Jing's tribe to sneak up on Yan Mo, after knocking down the flying arrows and spears that were shooting at him, before Ying Zhao landed, he jumped down in the air.
The row of sharp archers standing on the bank of the river and shooting arrows were the first to be unlucky. They didn't even have a chance to escape, and they were completely buried by the sudden lifting of the land.
When Yuan Zhan set his foot on the ground, all the yellow crystal warriors on the bank of the river disappeared in the blink of an eye! Batman didn't even have time to fly, but he struggled hard, evidenced by a hand and half of his skin exposed on the ground.
Huang Nian, who was commanding and watching the battle at the edge of the forest, had an extremely distorted expression at that moment. Is this the power of a seventh-level soil-controlling fighter
Fortunately, his reaction was not slow. Seeing that his side was invincible, he immediately ordered behind him: "Retreat! Back to the woods together! Everyone disperse! Don't concentrate!"
The warriors of the Huangjing tribe quickly retreated into the woods like a wave. No one dared to face the Uehara battle head-on. Now everyone was praying that the envoys from Luoque city behind would come quickly.
While arranging for his own troops to retreat, Huang Nian called all the blood warriors brought out this time, and asked them to use the woods to attack Yuan Zhan.
For the time being, let's not talk about how Yuanzhan fought against the Huangjing tribe alone, but let's talk about the other side of the river.
Once Yan Mo enters the state, it is difficult to notice the external situation. At this time, all his mind is used to communicate with heaven and earth.
It is difficult for him to describe in words how he feels right now.
He didn't need to learn how to do the Soul Dance in particular, as he seemed to know how to do it instinctively.
To make an inappropriate analogy, the curse witch once taught him the basics and main points of dancing the three sacrificial dances, just like someone told him the basic points of cooking.
Then the sacrificial dance last time was like someone leading him to cook a big dish, and he had done it so many times that he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to. After making this big dish, he has a sense of mastery when making other dishes. Even if he has not learned it before, he probably knows how to do it, but because he is not proficient, he may not be able to do it very well at the beginning Eat it, but he is not afraid to put the wrong ingredients or make the wrong process, because what will tell him.
No matter what kind of sacrificial dance is, there is a warm-up preparation at the beginning. This warm-up is to tell the gods and spirits that I am going to dance the sacrificial dance. I have something for you, and then through his call, There will be singular or plural gods summoned by him, and then he will state his requirements, and then the summoned gods will tell him how to dance his body to communicate with the energy of heaven and earth to achieve his goals.
He thought that maybe the first generation of dancers had the same ability as him, could communicate directly with the gods, and learned how to communicate with the gods.
With Wu Guo's reminder last time, although he didn't need to ask the sky this time, he still cautiously summoned only one god. Because he was close to the big river, he tried to summon the water god. He didn't know if the water god came, but He could feel the damp around him getting heavier as he prayed and summoned, the invisible mist surrounding him.
"Sacred water gods, sacrifice the blood of these warriors, please listen to my prayer and tell me how to comfort these dead souls." Yan Mo whispered.
Something lightly touched his body, and through his clothes, he felt that his whole body was wrapped in water vapor, but it wasn't cold or uncomfortable, on the contrary, he felt very comfortable.
It seemed that something was vaguely telling him that it wasn't enough.
What is not enough? Are there not enough sacrifices for exchange
It seems that the curse witch is right, no matter what kind of sacrifice, the sacrifice of the priest himself is the most important, even if there are other sacrifices, the priest himself must pay a certain price.
"Sacred water god, I use my blood as a sacrifice to comfort these dead souls, may they rest in peace."
Yan Mo took out a small knife from his waist, and took the initiative to cut his own palm, letting the blood flow down his wrist, but it didn't drip yet, as if absorbed by the invisible mist around him.
His blood clotting speed was very fast, and the palm of his hand began to heal after dripping seven or eight drops of blood, and the god he summoned this time didn't seem to be particularly greedy, so he didn't ask for more, maybe because there were other sacrifices
The voice or a kind of energy directly conveyed the meaning he could understand in his mind: "Come, listen to their demands, fulfill their last wishes, and let their souls return to heaven and earth..."
Yan Mo felt that his soul was slowly extending and rising as if being pulled, and then he saw a large number of dead souls on the ground that were still lingering in place in the air.
Some of these souls are incomplete, some are complete, and their expressions are different. Some souls are still fighting among themselves, while others stand blankly.
Those dead souls found him, and they looked up at him together, and some of them murmured "God, I saw God".
Yan Mo thought that his soul just floated into the sky, but he didn't know that his body also floated into the air.
Jiuyuan's fighters, living or dead, all looked up at him. The living saw a thin silver-haired old man, but the dead saw a half-naked teenager.
The young man closed his eyes, with compassion and pity on his face without knowing it, his body swayed slowly, and his arms lightly passed through the air.
"Ding-"
The pleasant clear bell sounded again.
The indescribable sound of music reaches the ears of all souls.
The souls that are still fighting seem to hear someone calling them, and everyone seems to hear the voice of the person closest to them.
All the souls that were still fighting stopped and searched everywhere together, and finally looked into the sky together.
The originally fierce wind by the river gradually became calmer, and the dead warrior saw an extremely beautiful soft halo centered on the young man in the sky, slowly spreading around.
In the eyes of the dead souls, the sky in this piece of sky became very beautiful, and the beautiful and colorful soft halos intertwined in the air to form a scene.
The young man in the sky opened his eyes and called softly: "Wandering souls, the mother god is waiting for you, tell your last wishes and thoughts, let your soul return to the original, and the power of rest will take your last I want to pass it on to the other side that you most want to convey."
The young man repeated this three times, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and slowly closed his eyes. When his eyes were completely closed, his body suddenly turned into countless points of spiritual light and flew towards all the dead souls by the river.
On this day, many people from Jiuyuan, Mogan and Huangjing tribes had a strange dream.
The young woman was holding her baby and was coaxing her to sleep. Maybe the wind was too gentle, so she couldn't help closing her eyes for a while. The moment she closed her eyes, she saw her husband who was sent to attack other tribes. .
The young man came up to her and knelt down, kissing her and the child's forehead with his prickly bearded lips, "Don't trust your family, they will just sell you and the child to someone else, go to my brother Ke, he likes you and will take good care of you and our children. I will let him come to you…”
The young woman nodded her head, she woke up, recalled the short dream just now, her heart suddenly beat violently and rapidly a few times.
In another earthen house made of adobe, a war beast that could not follow its master due to injury suddenly opened its eyes and stretched its limbs, and let out an extremely sad wail.
Its owner can't come back, and he just said his last goodbye to it.
The war beast wailed in pain and lay on the ground without eating or drinking. When it was discovered by others, its body had already stiffened.
Some people dreamed that their friends were yelling at him in a dream, some people dreamed that their relatives said they would avenge him, some people felt that someone was looking at them, but when they turned around, they found nothing...
On the battlefield by the big river, the souls who died in battle that fulfilled their last wishes turned into spiritual light one by one, allowing the energy to return to the original and return to the embrace of heaven and earth.
The witch floating in the air seemed to see countless farewell scenes in an instant, unspeakable sadness filled his body, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
He suddenly wanted to promise that there would be no more wars in the future, but he knew in his heart that this was impossible.
Even if Jiuyuan does not take the initiative to provoke a war, other forces will come to attack Jiuyuan for various reasons.
And Jiuyuan wants to avoid being invaded by others, and to avoid this kind of grief in the city, he can only become stronger, and if he wants to be stronger, how can he not pay the price
Suddenly, Yan Mo's heart became firm.
He can't be merciful to the world without the heart of the Virgin, but at least he must be able to protect the people who are loyal to him. If he doesn't want to make his own people grieve, then he can only make others grieve.
In the future, he will still not take the initiative to provoke wars, but if someone else commits a crime, he will never forgive him!