Ji Hao and all the princes of the human race mobilized, and all major tribes mobilized their troops to build a large formation of ten thousand dragons to seal the water. They suppressed and swept away the army of water demons who were taking advantage of the situation, and wiped out the water mansions that were causing trouble everywhere.
One by one, the Ten Thousand Dragons Sealing Water Formation was gradually completed, the water vapor in the sky gradually dissipated, and there was no more troublesome water demons. The sun reappeared in the sky, and its warm sunshine shone on the mountains and hills, illuminating the valleys and woods, dispersing the The chill brought by the flood.
The flooding floods gradually receded, and the tribal people who were hiding in mountain caves, clinging to ancient tree branches, or building boats or rafts to float with the waves left their hiding places in fear and returned to their homes with loud cries. 's residence.
Houses were washed away, fertile fields were washed away, and large animals that were too late to carry were drowned by the flood. The originally warm and safe tribal settlement became an open space. Except for a few rations that were carried with them when fleeing, all the tribe's belongings were All the stored grain was washed away.
"Oh my God!"
One after another, cries echoed throughout the Mid-Continent world. Countless old people who had experienced many hardships knelt on the ground with their hands raised, looking up at the blue sky, and let out desperate screams.
In the past, when there was a shortage of food rations, these old people could sacrifice themselves for the tribe. According to the tradition of generations, they would escape into the mountains and forests, find a valley where the wind and energy are hidden, and quietly starve to death there, saving money for the youth of the tribe. rations.
But this time, there was no hope at all.
The rations he carried with him were almost eaten up, the grain stored in the tribe's warehouses was washed away, the crops in the fields were washed away without a trace, and the edible wild fruits in the mountains and forests were all wiped out due to the floods. .
"God, you don't give us any way to survive!"
There were screams everywhere, and even the powerful warriors in the tribe looked around at a loss, not knowing what to do. Without food, even if they have the power to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, a strong man will become weak from hunger even if he is hungry for three to five days!
What makes people even more desperate is that after the flood, the same hungry venomous snakes and beasts in the forest rushed out of the forest one after another.
The ability of these venomous snakes and beasts to survive in floods is much better than that of humans. Humans can survive in floods, not to mention these venomous insects and beasts. The poisonous insects and ferocious beasts that were going crazy with hunger were wandering around. They cleverly avoided the ferocious beasts that were also going crazy with hunger, and turned their attention to the weak human people.
Beast tides broke out everywhere, and countless villages and towns were attacked crazily by poisonous insects and ferocious beasts.
"Oh my God! Are you trying to kill us?"
On a simple earth fence, a two-foot-tall human shaman howled crazily and swung a steel ax to split the saber-toothed tiger into two pieces with one blow. Before he could collect the spoils of war, two black snake-toothed leopards rushed up. As fast as lightning, they snatched the two pieces of the saber-toothed tiger's body before him, and then backed away and tore them apart.
With a large amount of flesh and blood in their stomachs, the two snake-toothed leopards gradually regained their strength. Their auras soared rapidly, and their dark green eyes shone with ferocious light as they stared viciously at the human witch who was standing on the earth fence with his hands and feet trembling a little.
Dozens of beasts with strength comparable to those of great witches were circling around the hastily built earth fence. Hundreds of raptors were circling in the sky, making sharp chirping sounds from time to time. Farther away, a nest of red venomous snakes spit out snake bites, and poisonous saliva continued to flow from the corners of their mouths, looking greedily at the tens of thousands of ethnic people in Tuwei.
This human village is not very strong. There are only less than ten great witches among the tens of thousands of people. They stand on the earthen fence and look at the ferocious birds and beasts around them with expressionless faces. They were sweating profusely, and heat continued to pour out of their bodies. Each stream of heat took away the last bit of strength in their bodies.
"Fight to the death!" A great witch raised a pure steel spear in his hand and shouted, then sang a simple and desolate war song.
"Fight to the death!" Several great witches raised their weapons one after another and sang the war songs passed down by their ancestors from generation to generation to the tune of their companions. It is simple and desolate, revealing endless despair. It is a kind of song that can only be sung by people who have fallen into death and no longer have any hope.
In the prehistoric era, when the ancestors of the human race faced countless behemoths that were devouring and hunting them, they held their heads high and sang this song to die generously.
When volcanoes erupted, earthquakes and wildfires occurred, the ancestors of the human race also sang this song, using their fragile bodies to resist natural disasters and cover the retreat of their tribesmen.
When the plague was prevalent and corpses were everywhere, human shamans sang such songs and went deep into the mountains and forests to taste herbs. Countless shamans were poisoned to death by highly poisonous herbs, but they also found the antidote to the disease.
When the aliens came from outside the sky, killed countless people, and turned the human race into slaves of pigs and dogs, Emperor Xuanyuan held up the sword in his hand and brought the human warriors who came from all over the earth to join them. They all sang the same songs and wore rough clothes. The animal skin, carrying a simple wooden shield, faced the aliens' sharp swords and guns with their heads held high.
This war song has been passed down from the prehistoric era to this day. Only when a tribe has completely lost hope and is about to be completely extinct, the human warriors with ancient heritage will sing this war song to fight the enemy to the death!
Either all the enemies die here, or they all die here.
In Tuweizi, the tribal people whose hands and feet were so weak from hunger gritted their teeth and stood up tremblingly. Carrying their weapons, they slowly climbed up the earthen fence, looking at the ferocious beasts and birds around them while wearing rough clothes and sweating.
The war songs became louder and louder, and the killing intent became stronger and stronger.
The ferocious birds and beasts roared and screamed uneasily, and they felt a strong danger from these weak humans. The feeling of hunger and danger stimulated these poisonous insects and beasts to become even more irritable and restless.
Just when a group of ferocious beasts were about to rush towards Tuwei, bits of golden light fell from the sky.
Every bit of golden light falling on the ground quickly turned into a golden lotus swaying in the wind. The golden lotus bloomed, and in each golden lotus there was a handsome man in Taoist attire sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras.
A breath of peace spread out, and the ferocious birds in the sky fell down one after another, curling up and lying on the ground with their claws. The beasts on the ground bowed their heads and bowed to the men in Taoist attire among the golden lotuses. All the poisonous snakes curled up. When he got up, he no longer looked as fierce as before.
Two handsome men in white robes staggered over from a distance. They walked three to five miles in one step, and they quickly arrived in front of Tu Weizi in a flash.
A handsome man smiled slightly and said to the stunned tribesmen on the wall: "My ancestor is compassionate and knows that the people here are in trouble, so he sent us to subdue the beasts and relieve you of the suffering."
He took out a portrait and unfolded it. On the three-foot-long and wide scroll was an image of a wooden priest and a flower priest standing side by side.
"Come into my house and recite the name of my ancestor day and night. You will be well fed and clothed, and external demons will no longer be able to trouble you!"
I can’t write anymore!
I drank a cold beer yesterday and my stomach was a little upset. I feel sore and weak all day today.
Crying for comfort, go to bed early and get up early, and go to refresh yourself!
(End of chapter)