Chapter 508: Don't Hate (Second update, please vote)
The Bull Totem is like a bad-tempered child, who will scold people and be a little silly, but will eventually succumb.
Diwu Xuan had no way to deal with him, so he could only give up and put his hope on the golden mist.
This golden mist is the power promoted by the Fire God Cult. It has a sacred attribute, a bit like the power of "true self", and can transform attributes.
Through this power, Diwu Xuan can increase the "courage" of the warriors and increase their totem power to a certain extent.
With the index finger and middle finger of his right hand in parallel, Diwu Xuan carefully flicked towards the golden mist.
"Pah."
There was a light sound in the mist, and a small piece of golden mist was thrown out by the Fifth Xuan Bullet, flying towards the warrior who was commanding the battle in the front.
He was considered the bravest among the warriors of the Ox Tribe, and the warriors were only like this in command, and did not dare to lead the troops at all.
The golden mist turned into a golden light and hit his back, then entered his body, flashed on his body, and brought a little golden color to his totem power.
"Kill."
He suddenly shouted, feeling infinite courage in his heart. At the same time, the copper stone knife seemed to become lighter, and his steps became lighter. He rushed out of the team with a forward charge.
"Swish..."
With two swords, two enemies were chopped to the ground by him.
Not to mention the enemies, even he himself was very surprised.
At this time, someone took the opportunity to chop at him. At the critical moment, a golden light flashed on his body, flew out from his body, and hit the enemy's long sword.
When the golden light flew out, all his courage receded like a tide, and the whole person took this opportunity to immediately retreat back and return to the team.
Just as he was calming his heartbeat, many warriors around him rushed forward like him, killing the enemy by surprise, and then some continued to rush forward, and some retreated after a golden light flashed in their bodies.
"Too brave, hold back a little."
Diwu Xuan said, and continued to flick the golden mist.
Golden meteors flew into the warriors' bodies, helping them to increase their courage and fighting power, and at the same time protecting them from fatal blows. For a time, the front row of the Niu Tribe was stabilized.
With the performance of these people, the warriors in the back were finally not so panicked, the battlefield was stabilized, and the enemy's front row, which was seriously injured, no longer attacked fiercely.
"What is that golden light?"
asked the sword wizard standing high in the back.
"I don't know, but I saw it flying out of the statue of the God of Fire."
The horse wizard said with some fear.
God of Fire, who wouldn't be afraid?
In fact, they didn't dare to talk to him, for fear that he would suddenly appear in a totem and question them, but the God of Fire never did that.
Of course the Fifth Xuan did not do so. If cursing in the streets was useful, he could defeat ten thousand with one. This was a war, and questioning like a spoiled woman would only bring humiliation to himself.
"Slow down the attack and observe the situation. Our most important task is not to kill people, but food and weapons, and we have all of these."
said the Sword Wizard.
Following his orders, the attack slowed down again, and the battlefield was no longer fierce, but rather seemed like a test.
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The Eighth Generation Wizard walked out of his office. He had already arranged all the tasks, but he was still a little worried.
He was going to take a tour to appease the people of Huodu, and at the same time check the granary and arsenal to make sure there would be no problems with Huodu.
This was a wrong decision, and the reason for making the wrong decision was that he was too confident.
When he was in Xi'an City, facing the disobedient behavior of the Moon Totem, he directly contacted several small tribes, attacked the Moon Tribe, and won.
Although this rebellion was bigger than the previous one, he did not think that Huodu would be in danger. This was his confidence in his governance of Huodu for more than 20 years.
If the Wudai Wu, who had experienced large-scale rebellions, was in charge at this time, he would only constantly strengthen his defenses and order a massacre. The
crazy massacre can shock everyone, whether he is willing to rebel or has already prepared for rebellion.
Blood can wash away a lot, courage, shame, anger, including a rebellious heart.
Unfortunately, he has no such experience, and no one around him has such experience.
Shao, Li, Xin, the Grand Chancellor, Chun Wu, etc., have never experienced or organized a large-scale battle, or carried out suppression.
After more than 20 years of stable life, the Fire Tribe has gained a lot, but also lost a lot.
"Chief, where are you going?"
Li had just returned to report, because the Fire God asked him and Torch to stay behind, and finally the Eighth Generation Wu let Torch go, so he came back from the army to report.
"I'm going to walk around the Fire City and take a look at the granary and arsenal. You follow me."
The Wu directly left Li by his side and took him to the dark street.
The street was silent, but many rooms were lit up, because many warriors lived near the square, and they had been called away to prepare for battle.
"Have all the old and weak from the three tribes been captured?"
The Eighth Generation Wu asked Li who was following behind him.
The three tribes left, but did not take everyone with them. Many of the old and weak stayed behind.
"They were all captured and surrounded by the walls of the East City. They were very surprised and terrified, and didn't know what happened."
He answered.
He was the one who did it. The people from the three tribes who stayed in Huodu knew nothing about it, and didn't even believe what he said.
The Eighth Generation Wu nodded and said, "They definitely didn't know. Now it seems that they are preparing to flee eastward. Bring enough food and weapons, which is more important than the old and weak."
"How should we deal with them?"
asked.
Although the battlefield in Donghai City was fierce and the losses must have been great, the Fire Tribe was not really badly damaged.
There are almost no Fire Tribe members in Donghai City. The Fire Tribe members like to live in the Fire City, and at most go to the eight surrounding towns.
They are full of contempt for the cities outside, thinking that only the poor and those without status will leave this prosperous place, and they are naturally superior.
In fact, this is the case. Various policies in the alliance tend to favor the Fire Tribe members. This is inevitable.
In this case, it is unlikely that the Eighth Generation Witch will take action against these old and weak people, because the Fire Tribe has always liked to absorb savages, and these people are basically equivalent to savages.
The knife totem, shadow totem, horse totem, no matter whether they participated in it or not, they will not have any tribe members in the short term, the God of Fire will definitely lock them up.
"It's difficult to deal with."
The eighth generation witch sighed and said, "Look at the final result of Donghai City. If there are many survivors, send some of them over to let them vent their hatred. If there are few... population is very important." He
nodded and didn't think it was a big deal.
In fact, in the minds of most people in the Fire Tribe, the Fire Tribe Alliance is not equal to the Fire Tribe, or all tribes have such an idea.
The formation of the tribe is composed of totems and tribesmen, and the bond is faith, which makes it difficult for them to really separate.
"What about the people from these three tribes? Hunt them down?"
He asked again.
"Hunted down."
The eighth generation witch said affirmatively, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.
"During this time, I will be in charge of the tribe. Shao will go to Donghai City to restore Donghai City and provide logistics for the attacking army. We will kill them at the ends of the earth. This cannot be repeated."
Hearing this, his blood boiled and he said, "Wu, let me go."
The eighth generation witch smiled and shook his head and said, "You can't do it. The leader does not have to be a general. You must learn from this lesson and take this opportunity to reorganize the tribes."
Seeing that the eighth generation witch could still laugh at this time, he felt much more at ease and said, "Wu must have an idea."
The eighth generation witch nodded and did not hide it.
"We can take this opportunity to take back the veto power and readjust the situation at the same time. In fact, I have long had the idea of collecting weapons and forming an army exclusively for the alliance. If the army is in the hands of the alliance, this will not happen."
The eighth generation witch said with a deep look.
Li was thinking about the words of the eighth-generation witch, and suddenly felt that this rebellion was a disaster for the Fire Tribe Alliance, but not for the Fire Tribe.
"When did the witch have this idea?"
Li asked curiously.
"After knowing the incident in Donghai City."
The eighth-generation witch stopped and looked at Li and said, "For the witch and the leader, whether good or bad things happen is not important. What is important is how to use this thing to make the tribe stronger."
Li stopped and nodded seriously.
He knew that this was the witch teaching him how to become a leader.
"So what do you think is the most important thing for the Fire Tribe Alliance for a long time?"
asked the eighth-generation witch.
This was a test for Li. It was not the first time that Li faced a similar question, so he immediately thought about it.
"Let all tribes completely integrate into the alliance?"
Li replied.
"Your vision is not as far-sighted as Shao's."
After hearing what the Eighth Generation Shaman said, Li was not dissatisfied, but just looked at the Eighth Generation Shaman in confusion, waiting for him to give the correct answer.
"It is to make the God of Fire truly become a god, and to achieve this, letting all tribes integrate is a means, and what happened in Donghai City is an opportunity. With the opportunity, the means must keep up, and finally achieve the goal."
The Eighth Generation Shaman smiled and stretched out his hand to touch Li's head.
How could the Eighth Generation Shaman not know about the things between Li and Xin, so in his eyes, Li was the same as his own child.
"Li understands."
Li replied immediately.
The Eighth Generation Wizard nodded, and walked on, saying, "The faith is strongest in the South City of Dragon City. Why? Because of poverty and hardship."
He nodded, and behind him were the guards.
"Donghai City suffered heavy losses after this battle, but those who survived will also believe in the God of Fire more. This is a good thing, understand?"
"I understand."
He answered again.
"How are the warriors? Is their condition okay?"
The Eighth Generation Wizard no longer dwelled on this topic, and changed the subject.
"Very angry, they all want to get to Xi'an City as soon as possible and kill all the traitors."
He said angrily.
"This is a good thing, but we can't underestimate the enemy. I'll go talk to them later."
The eighth generation witch said, quickening his pace, and he and the guards followed behind.
There were swaying totem fires at regular intervals on the road. These were the totem fires of some ordinary totems, which were lit on the streets all year round to illuminate the night.
These ordinary totems have almost no tribesmen. Only people in nearby neighborhoods worship them from time to time to prevent them from extinction, but they don't really believe in them.
They extend the lives of these totems just to light up a neighborhood, nothing more.
When turning around an intersection, the totem fire illuminated the shadow of a guard very long. At the moment when they turned around and no one noticed the shadow, a black shadow suddenly rushed towards the shadow.
The warrior paused, and he looked back in confusion, but saw nothing.
"Follow me."
Someone in front shouted, and the warrior immediately quickened his pace and returned to the team.
From then on, whenever passing by a place with totem fire, the warrior's shadow would always be a little vague and abnormally stretched.
But everyone's attention was on the witch in front, protecting his safety, and no one paid attention to the shadow of a warrior.
The group walked around the fire tribe and walked towards the granary.
This place is getting more and more remote, there are fewer totem fires, the guards have a wider field of vision, and the guarding is no longer so strict.
At this time, the strange shadow twisted several times in succession, jumping from the shadow of the last warrior to the shadow of the warrior in front, and gradually hiding in the shadow of the warrior in the front.
The eighth generation witch and Li knew nothing about this, but Li was between the witch and the guards, so the shadow did not dare to jump into Li's shadow, and quietly waited for the opportunity.
Arriving in front of the granary, the witch stopped and chatted with the guards here for a few words to confirm the safety of the place.
"Let's go to the front and take a look."
The witch said, and took the lead.
The granaries of the Fire Tribe were built in rows. In the center of the granary, there was a tall tower. On the tower, a totem fire was lit, illuminating the four directions, and there were warriors looking far away.
The shining totem torches cast long and thick shadows in the tall granaries. The witch's team passed through each granary, just passing through each shadow.
When entering the third shadow, the figure in the warrior's shadow jumped, entered the shadow of the granary, and fled forward along the huge black shadow.
The eighth-generation witch was still walking in the front, and did not find the enemy. Just when the eighth-generation witch was about to step out of the shadow, a figure suddenly emerged from the edge of the shadow.
"Little..."
Li discovered the enemy in an instant, and did not care about the burst of totem power, and rushed forward directly.
The witch also raised the staff in his hand at the moment when the enemy's stone knife approached.
"Snap."
The collision between the red copper stone knife and the staff made a crisp sound, blocking the fatal knife.
"...Heart."
Before he could utter the second word, his body was less than half a meter away from the enemy. At this moment, he stared at the second copperstone knife in the enemy's right hand with his eyes wide open.
At that moment, time seemed to slow down. He could see the light on the copperstone knife and the tip of the knife entering the abdomen of the eighth-generation witch.
"Puff."
The second knife of the Shadow Tribe warrior pierced into the abdomen of the eighth-generation witch and pierced into the heart and lungs from the abdomen.
"No."
He roared, and his body fell on the assassin.
"Buzz."
The totem spirit exploded, and before he could take out his weapon, he opened his mouth and bit the enemy's throat.
The huge Ba Xia figure's head followed closely and bit off the enemy's head in one bite.
"Gugugugu..."
The Eighth-generation wizard fell to the side, his body half in the shadow and half in the firelight.
The guards behind him scattered in panic, guarding against the appearance of more enemies.
After killing the enemy, Li immediately turned around and pounced on the Eighth-generation wizard, but the Eighth-generation wizard was already on the verge of death.
This knife was too cruel, stabbing directly from the abdomen into the heart and lungs. Unless the Firewood Wizard or the Tree Totem can get here immediately, the Eighth-generation wizard will surely die here.
"Witch."
Li hugged the Eighth-generation wizard's body and shouted, then he stood up holding the Eighth-generation wizard and ran towards the North City.
The Tree Totem is outside the North City all year round, and he can go there to save the wizard.
"Cough cough cough..."
The Eighth-generation wizard was coughing up blood, and his hands were grabbing Li with his last bit of strength.
He stopped and looked at the Eighth-generation wizard in confusion. His eyes were already red, with ferocity and tears.
"Ahem, it's too late... It's too late, ahem, listen to me."
The Eighth-generation wizard was held, and this posture made his body bend, and his injured internal organs hurt even more. He asked He to put him down.
"Don't hate... Tell Xin and Shao... Don't hate... Ahem... Alliance... Unite..."
The Eighth-generation wizard coughed up more and more blood, and blood gushed out of his waist and abdomen like a spring.
"No, no, no, don't die, wizard, you can't die..."
He cried, and he pressed his hand on the Eighth-generation wizard's stomach, but the knife pierced his body, and he was bleeding from the front and back even though he pressed it, and the blood was flowing out from the gaps between his fingers.
"Tell the totem not to hate..."
The Eighth-generation wizard said with a weak breath, with regret in his eyes, and his gaze slowly became stiff.
"No..."
He roared, and Baxia's phantom followed him and roared to the sky. A roar of "鞥" rang out near the granary, and then the sound spread to the Fire City, making everyone who heard the sound feel nervous.