We were all stunned when we heard Yang Rui say that.
I turned to look at Yang Rui, frowned, and asked carefully what he meant.
What are they doing, exorcising evil spirits? Why did they come here?
Yang Rui turned to look at me, his voice turning icy cold: "I read about this in a book before. Many indigenous people have local customs where, if something terrible happens, they hold exorcism rituals to appease the gods. If they're doing this to appease the gods, then the evil spirit they're driving away is us. It seems something terrible must have happened here. I think those dead wild boars weren't a good omen, and that red-haired monster must be terrifying. Otherwise, why would these indigenous people, who should be in their own territory, come here in such a grand manner to perform this exorcism ritual?"
After hearing Yang Rui's explanation, Wang Ping chuckled coldly: "Hmph, they're not exorcising evil spirits at all, they want to kill us all. After all, ever since we arrived on this deserted island, they've been constantly causing trouble. Their attacks failed once or twice, and this time they've even brought so many filthy things to disgust us. I'm really not going to put up with their temper!"
Wang Ping had drunk quite a bit today, and even his face was a little red. After he finished speaking, he picked up his spear and went down the mountain, but Chen Jian quickly stopped him.
"Brother Wang Ping, Brother Sihai hasn't said anything yet. We can't be so impulsive right now!"
Wang Ping turned to look at me, and I was actually hesitant myself.
If we were to actually fight these indigenous people, our chances of winning would be very high, but if we were to suffer serious damage, we would need to regroup.
In such a cold winter, if there isn't enough fuel to burn, people might freeze to death.
But these indigenous people have lived here for many years, and they have their own ways of surviving.
We can't compare to them in this respect, so when conflicts arise, the most important thing is to remain calm.
I shook my head at Wang Ping, then shouted down the mountain. But to my surprise, after only two shouts, the local people down the mountain became even more excited.
They were holding torches and smashed them against our wooden door, which instantly burst into flames. Only then did I realize that the foul stuff they had poured must have contained grease.
Otherwise, how could this wooden door have burned so quickly?
Chen Jian, who had been trying to calm Wang Ping down, was now also losing his composure.
He turned to look at me, frowning, "Brother Sihai, they're here to take over our base. If we back down again, won't they bully us to death?"
In this situation, further retreat would indeed be insufficient. It would be too much to compromise. I gritted my teeth and looked at Wang Ping: "You guys stay down here, I'll get the gun!"
After saying that, I turned around and went back to the cabin to get my gun, then fired a shot at the old man down the mountain.
But this time, the old man didn't even try to dodge. He seemed to have come with a mindset of facing certain death.
Now it was my turn to be a little surprised. What exactly happened on this deserted island that made these indigenous people become like this?
I don't think they really came all this way to cause trouble. So if they really came to exorcise evil spirits, as Yang Rui said, could it be that our arrival brought some kind of evil spirits to this deserted island?
At this moment, the indigenous people had already started howling, and some even started to grab the branches of the nearby trees, looking like they were about to climb over.
I grew increasingly anxious. Continuing to wait like this was absolutely not going to work; we had to strike first.
I immediately looked at Chen Jian: "Quickly go and bring all the firewood from the campfire. If they want to fight to the death, we'll fight them to the end. It's not like we've only dealt with them once or twice, so who's afraid of who!"
Bai Wei and the others had already started staggering to get their things. The only thing that put them at a disadvantage today was that they had all been drinking, so their minds might not be as sharp.
At this moment, several indigenous people had already climbed in from outside the courtyard, frantically holding up something that looked like ivory, and ran towards our mountain.
I raised my hand and shot one of the indigenous people. He fell down the mountain, but the rest of them, as if they were not afraid, still rushed towards us in a throng.
I raised my pistol, ready to fire again, but then a sharp cry suddenly came from behind me. I was startled. Miracle should have been asleep long ago. The gunshot was so loud that it must have frightened the child.
Chen Jian, who was carrying tools and a campfire, was startled by the sound of Miracle's cries and turned to run back to his treehouse.
The indigenous people who were struggling to climb the mountain suddenly stood still, as if they had been frozen in place by Sun Wukong's magic.
Even the indigenous people outside who were constantly chanting incantations stopped talking, as if they were listening intently to something.
And then the miraculous sound rang out again, the baby's cries echoing throughout the forest. I saw an amazing scene: the indigenous people outside slowly took a few steps back, and then they knelt down outside our fence in a very devout manner.
Even the old man knelt on the ground in a very devout manner, then put his hands together as if he were worshipping something, which made him seem exceptionally sacred.
The cries of miracle continued, and the indigenous people we had injured earlier were now staggering backward, seemingly trying to crawl away.
The indigenous people outside the fence remained kneeling and refused to rise. Seeing them like this, I was really puzzled. Just a moment ago they were fighting desperately, but now they had changed completely. Could it be that they had some unwritten rule that children could not be harmed?
I remember when I watched Animal World, many animals didn't harm their young, because it was for the purpose of reproduction. Could it be that these indigenous people also have such a tradition?
We on the mountain were dumbfounded, and the indigenous people down the mountain were clearly dumbfounded as well.
However, they remained kneeling on the ground, muttering softly, and gradually those sounds turned into a buzzing sound.
After crying for a while, Miracle finally stopped, and the indigenous people who had been standing outside slowly stood up.
Then the old local lord looked at us and made a strange gesture, and then he and his men gradually left.
We were completely stunned. Weren't they coming to attack us? Could they have been repelled by a miracle?
So this time, we can say that we won without losing a single soldier?
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