The surrounding area was all cracked earth and withered grass, and Chen Kai didn't know where to start digging.
Chen Nong found a spot where the withered grass grew a little tall and started digging.
Daya instructed, "If you see any common herbs, collect them all."
Chen Nong randomly picked a piece of land and started digging. As soon as he dug, all he found were withered grass roots. He dug a few more times and found only withered grass roots. He dug a hole, but the bottom was still dry soil and withered grass roots.
With such a severe drought, finding grass roots with moisture is not an easy task.
A boy in the village picked a dry ditch and started digging. After a few strokes of the hoe, it was still as dry as the ground. The boy didn't give up and kept digging. When he was up to his thigh, he finally found some grass roots with moisture, and then he jumped straight into the ditch.
While pulling up grass roots, he suddenly noticed that one of the grass roots had some wet soil on it. The boy rubbed it between his fingers and confirmed that it was indeed wet soil!
The child shouted excitedly, "Come quick, come quick, there's wet mud down there!"
Upon hearing this, the adults nearby immediately ran over, pulled the child up, and then they began digging.
When Chen Nong and the others heard the news, they also gathered around. Finding wet soil was good news, and if they were lucky, they might even find water.
Ma Daya suddenly shouted, "It's bad! Those refugees are running this way! Quick, go back and get reinforcements!"
The elderly people felt a pang of anxiety, but calmly said, "You kids should all go back first, walk together, and don't fall behind!"
A boy said unwillingly, "But..."
The old man interrupted him, saying, "You can't be of any help here; you'll only get in the way. Go back now!"
The children left reluctantly; the damp soil was what they had found, but they could not stay to protect it.
Daya said sullenly, "Who brought a slingshot!"
"I!"
"I!"
"I!"
Da Ya counted, and there were twelve people. That was enough.
"Those with slingshots, stay with me. The rest of you, go back first."
Er Ya raised the hoe in her hand and said, "Sister, I'm definitely going back with you!"
Ma Daya and her peers also spoke up, wanting to stay.
The two boys said, "It's just a fight, what's there to be afraid of? Let's fight!"
Daya sent all the younger ones back, leaving only twenty-four people behind.
While the children weren't paying attention, Chen Nong took out the weapons from his spatial storage.
Chen Nong brought out a kitchen knife and a large knife. When he brought the weapons in, his friends were all startled. Where did these weapons come from?
Daya immediately replaced the hoe in her hand with a kitchen knife, and Erya replaced it with a large knife.
They hurried back, and just as they reached the foot of the mountain, a fight broke out.
They were few in number, mostly elderly and children, and almost all of them were pushed to the ground by the refugees.
Da Ya was so angry she gritted her teeth, "How dare you bully our people!"
"Slingshot crew, get going!"
The boy quickly took out stones and threw them at anyone who attacked them.
"Ouch! Which bastard threw a stone at me!" A burly man was hit in the neck by a stone and cursed loudly in pain.
Er Ya commanded, "Quickly, hit them all in the face!"
Someone spotted them and strode menacingly toward them with sticks in hand.
As the people drew closer, the children nervously raised their weapons.
"Don't be afraid, we have hoes!"
"Woof woof woof—" The dogs they brought barked at the enemy from the front.
The enemy laughed loudly, "We'll slaughter the dogs and eat dog meat later. There are three dogs; that'll be enough for everyone to have a good meal!"
Just as the enemy was about to get close to the dogs, the dogs... ran away...
The enemy grumbled, "Shouting so fiercely, yet acting like such a coward!"
The kids were speechless, utterly embarrassed.
Ma Daya retorted angrily, "What's wrong with your dog?!"
He was a fierce and domineering figure in the village, but how come he became such a coward outside?
Daya calmly said, "Don't underestimate them."
Sure enough, just as the enemy was about to get close, screams rang out from behind the enemy ranks.
"What's going on!"
When the enemies turned around, they found that three of them had been tackled by the dogs that had just escaped, and the dogs were still viciously biting them.
With more people than dogs, they had no choice but to ambush, so they circled around to their rear.
After tearing and biting for a while, the dog found an opportunity and bit at the enemy's neck.
In their training, these people are rated as four stars in danger. Anyone rated as three stars or higher must be treated as their natural enemy and killed in one strike when the opportunity arises.
Dogzi and his gang had taken control of three people, leaving five burly men.
The children scattered, grabbed their small hoes, and charged at the enemy.
Several kids took advantage of the cover provided by others and used slingshots to shoot at the enemy's face.
Annoyed by the stones, the five burly men grabbed sticks and charged at the child without a second thought.
One child couldn't dodge in time and was struck on the head by the big man's stick, drawing blood.
At the same time, a child next to him took a hoe and shoveled it hard into the back of the big man, and blood splattered all over his face.
Another child took the opportunity to shovel the big man's leg.
Seeing that they had hit someone, the two men became even more determined and started hoeing with all their might.
The burly men next to them swung sticks at them, but they didn't let go, determined to take advantage of his weakness and kill him.
With two loud "bangs," the two were kicked away by the adult.
After they fell to the ground, two burly men swung sticks at them and beat them mercilessly.
Da Ya and the others were also in a sorry state, having been hit several times with sticks.
Although there were many of them, they were small, and their weapons were also small, just small hoes that children use. What were weapons in the eyes of children were just slightly dangerous toys in the eyes of adults.
Seeing the two children being beaten so badly, Daya endured the beating and rushed over, raising her machete to slash at the big man from behind.
Ma Daya screamed as she was beaten until someone helped her block the blows. In a fit of rage, she seized an opportunity and shoved the big man hard between his legs.
The burly man immediately collapsed to the ground, clutching his bleeding groin and screaming in agony.
The girl next to her followed suit and seized the opportunity to hoe that spot.
The boys looked unwell, their legs tense, and then they used their small hoes to whack the enemy's buttocks.
After a fierce fight between the children and the three dogs, they finally defeated the enemy.
Although they won, it was a Pyrrhic victory. Half of their children were beaten until they were bleeding from the head and unconscious, or their hands and feet were so badly injured that they couldn't move.
Daya looked at the people who were still able to move, selected a few people to carry the wounded back first, and the rest of the people led them to rush towards the group of people who had beaten them.
At this moment, another group of women who had gone to collect hay arrived, and the village chief's wife also led a group of people to attack.
When the village chief's wife saw that several of her village's children had been beaten bloody, her eyes turned red with rage. "Kill those bastards!"
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