The nine clan elders had already left before the war between the two sides began.
Mu Achen wanted to leave, but was held back by several village elders of the Hua Miao.
Even the village elders of the Magpie Miao clan didn't let Mu Achen off the hook, blocking him at the door of a side room and insisting that Mu Achen go to their branch no matter what.
However, the commotion was quite significant, and it quickly alerted the plainclothes police officers from Tianfeng County Public Security Bureau at the Shengguo sales point.
Yun Kai, Lei Zhan, and Shi Xiang from Qingyu County happened to be visiting Mu Achen in the Miao village today, but they never expected to encounter such a thing.
At this moment, Yun Kai and the other two watched the fierce battle on the small Lusheng field in Que Dong Village, and their scalps tingled.
"This...this...this...this..."
Shi Xiang opened his eyes wide and asked, "What's going on, Yun Kai and Lei Zhan? Why are the Miao people fighting amongst themselves? So many Miao people, are they going to fight to the death?!"
"How would I know! Yun Kai, you're the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, why don't you go and break up the fight?"
"Lei Zhan, do you have any conscience at all? You asked me to mediate a fight in the Miao village, why don't you just send me to my death?"
"Yes, yes, Yun Kai, this is your chance to make a name for yourself. Hurry up and go mediate the fight." Shi Xiang added fuel to the fire with a sinister smile.
Yun Kai's lips twitched. He thought to himself: Make a contribution? I'm afraid I'll be torn apart as soon as I go in.
In Miao fights, even the police in hats are too busy dodging to actively join the fray.
As for the Han people selling fruit, although they all wanted to come and see what was happening after hearing the fighting, they were all blocked at the crossroads by the Red Miao, and no one was allowed to enter.
As for Yun Kai and the other two, they were allowed in because they were looking for A Chen.
Although Ke Yun Kai and the others came in, they regretted it, regretting that they should have come in to watch the excitement.
They thought it was just a fight between a few Miao people, but it turned out to be a brawl involving hundreds of people.
"The clouds are parting, the clouds are parting! Look over there, surrounded in the middle, isn't that Prince Mu?"
"where?"
"right."
Yun Kai and Lei Zhan looked in the direction Shi Xiang was pointing and indeed saw Mu Achen surrounded by a group of old Miao men, talking about something. Mu Achen was helpless, but the old Miao men were arguing heatedly.
"Could it be that Prince Mu has also been surrounded?"
"Shi Xiang, what do you know? Don't even mention here, in the entire Miao region of eastern Guizhou, which Miao village would dare to besiege Brother Mu? He is the future Miao King."
"Then... what's going on?"
"I don't know! But... luckily we're all in plainclothes today, let's keep our distance for now, and I'll talk to Prince Mu when he arrives."
Move away?
Fortunately, the Han people didn't hear this, otherwise Yun Kai and the others would definitely have been criticized!
On the Lusheng field, the Green Miao and Black Miao fought fiercely, neither side giving an inch.
As for the onlookers, apart from the Miao men from the major branches who watched with smiles, the Black Miao wanted nothing more than to rush in and tear the Green Miao apart, but they couldn't have one more person join the battle, otherwise it would break the rules.
Meanwhile, Mu Achen managed to escape the encirclement of the dozen or so village elders, including Xique Miao and Hua Miao, after much persuasion.
He moved over to Amo's side, took her hand, and whispered, "Amo, which side do you think will win?"
"They're about the same."
Ah Chen's gaze swept over the battle between the Green Miao and Black Miao tribes; both sides had suffered casualties.
When he saw the brother of the Black Miao being attacked by three members of the Green Miao in the corner, he was about to go up when he was stopped by Amo.
"Achen, you can't go."
"I--"
Ah Chen and the other Black Miao people have hated the Green Miao people to the core since they can remember.
But ever since Mu Achen became the future Miao King, he has been restraining himself.
But today--
"Ah Chen, you really can't go! First of all, both sides have the same number of people, and if you join the battle, it will break the rules."
"Secondly, you are no longer simply a Black Miao."
Forehead--
Ah Chen is so frustrated!
He looked around, and when he saw Yang Ahu and Yang Ayao to the side, he walked over.
Amo was worried that Achen might take the opportunity to sneak into the battlefield, so she held Achen's hand, telling him to be careful.
"Yang Ayao and Yang Ahu, you two Qingmiao (Young and Middle-aged) soldiers, can you really stand by and watch this? Aren't you planning to join the war?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Ayao and Yang Ahu exchanged a glance.
Yang Ayao said, "I have more important things to do today, so I'm not going to play with the Black Miao."
"I also have things to do today. If I join the battle, wouldn't that be bullying the Black Miao?"
Grass!
Does joining the war give you the right to bully the Black Miao?
Yang Ahu's words almost made Mu Achen swear!
Mu Achen chuckled sinisterly, then walked towards the place where the three hundred Miao men had fired their muskets.
Hearing the clamor of shouts and cries of battle around him, Mu Achen put his hands behind his back, searched among the three hundred muskets, and finally picked up a relatively good one to play with.
This dark, unremarkable iron pipe was something that everyone on the Qingmiao side had, and they treated it like a treasure.
Firearms were also regarded as a precious asset by the Qingmiao people. Although they were rarely used in actual combat, they were still regarded as a traditional historical symbol.
Whether hunting or venturing deep into the mountains, they never let go of their guns.
The gun Mu Achen was holding had a barrel about 1.2 meters long and felt quite heavy.
But when he leaned closer to take a look at the muzzle of the gun, Yang Ahu, who was on the other side, was so frightened that he hurriedly ran over.
"Achen, move it quickly, there's gunpowder inside."
"Oh, it's filled with gunpowder?"
Bang--
Ah Chen's hand trembled, and just as he moved the gun away, he pulled the trigger and fired a shot.
The gunshot wasn't loud, but it scared Ah Mo and Yang A Hu, who were standing next to Ah Chen, half to death.
Amo hurriedly checked Achen's body.
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