Tens of thousands of Miao people live all over the mountains and plains!
They, against the backdrop of the drumbeats—
My heart is pounding even harder!
Because, with the increasing sound of war drums, the future Miao King, who only appears once every thousand years, is coming.
now--
The most elite group of Miao men and Aya, led by eight jackals and top-tier grass demons, waited on one side of the canyon river.
The four clan elders, a dozen or so top-tier witch doctors, and the Miao army commander were at the very front.
The Miao army commander held a bamboo tray in his hands, on which was the Miao king in his full regalia.
The bamboo tray held by the most beautiful Aya contains the saintess's magnificent attire.
These two sets of formal attire are not from eastern Guizhou, but were prepared by western Hunan for their Miao king and holy maiden.
Every Miao region prepares elaborate costumes to symbolize the identities of the Miao King, Holy Maiden, and Spirit Maiden.
These elaborate costumes were all made by the most skilled embroiderers among the Miao people.
And at this moment, at the mouth of the canyon—
A sea of people, standing in orderly fashion.
Looking around, everyone, regardless of age or gender, was dressed in Miao ethnic costumes.
boom--
The war drums sounded again in unison.
This time, the drumbeats seemed to have the force of an earthquake!
"Get ready quickly, Ah Chen and the others will be out soon."
The four clan elders standing in the first row turned around and shouted.
Full seedlings--
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Then another series of war drums sounded.
Knowing the message conveyed by the drumbeats, the entire Miao tribe erupted in a thunderous roar:
"Achen--"
"Saintess--"
The sound traveled very, very far.
Exciting! Thrilling!
The hundred hat-wearing policemen from the distant prefectural government office saw it.
They felt a buzzing in their heads, and if they could, they would leave right now and temporarily escape the deep mountains of Miao territory.
because--
They witnessed the most magnificent scene of their lives.
I felt a majestic and awe-inspiring aura that seemed to shake mountains and rivers.
This time, the conflict in Miao territory is not the same as the clash between two villages a few years ago.
Instead, it was tens of thousands of Miao people.
If that deputy governor is instigated by the "Senfeng" company and starts acting recklessly, it won't just be an attack involving tens of thousands of people!
It was a resistance from more than a million Miao people in Hunan!
Boom boom boom--
At that moment, dozens of war drums sounded in unison.
Then... the entire Miao ethnic group erupted in a startled shout:
"Achen! Holy Maiden!"
Before the shout had even faded...
Dozens of rafts emerged from the mouth of the canyon and floated downstream.
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