Chapter 92 The War Begins
“Buzz buzz buzz…”
Above the Teng tribe, a large group of bird-billed mosquitoes approached in a dark mass, making a terrifying noise.
"The Mosquito Tribe is coming!"
The warrior in charge of guarding the tribe shouted, and the entire Teng tribe suddenly fell into chaos.
"Go back to the tribe!"
In the field, Gan Song held a bone hoe and shouted loudly.
Those tourists who were working ran back, panicked and stumbling.
Those who were responsible for fishing, breeding, and doing various other jobs all ran towards the bamboo house.
Because they knew that as long as they ran into the bamboo house, they could go to the altar through the tunnel and seek the protection of the vine god.
Jiang Xuan, who was in the bamboo house, rushed out with a bone spear in his hand. When he saw the bird-beaked mosquito in the sky, his face suddenly changed.
"Damn that mosquito tribe, they're still haunting us!"
Jiang Xuan immediately ordered everyone to retreat back to the bamboo house and hide in the tunnel.
"As expected, he's back..."
On the other side, Hua Wen became excited when he saw the people from the Teng tribe coming back, and there was a ferocious and bloodthirsty light in his eyes.
Hua Wen waved the bone knife and shouted, "Come on, come on, kill all the men and capture all the women!"
“Wuwuwu…”
More than a hundred Mosquito Tribe warriors made strange noises and quickly ran towards the bamboo house of the Vine Tribe.
The thirty or so tourists who ran back from the river had no time to run back to the bamboo house. When they saw the warriors of the Mosquito Tribe appeared, their faces suddenly turned pale.
The one who led these tourists was Jingjie, who was responsible for taking them fishing by the river.
"What should I do? They would have killed me in the past."
"Or let's run away."
…
The tourists did not dare to run forward any further. They were quite far away from the bamboo hut, and it would be much easier to turn around and run away than to go back to the bamboo hut.
Jing Jie refused resolutely, "No, if we escape now, we will never be able to join the Teng Tribe!"
Jingjie knew very well that almost all tribes hated people who deserted from the battlefield, because such people had no loyalty to the tribe and could not be trusted at all.
"We can't just go and die, can we?" a tourist questioned.
Jingjie frowned, and various thoughts flashed through his mind. Finally, he looked at the bamboo raft by the river and said, "Go back to the river and push the raft into the water. If the people from the Mosquito Tribe come, you will cross the river."
The tourists nodded and turned to run towards the river.
However, Jingjie held the thorny wooden mace upside down and did not run after them.
A tourist who was familiar with Nepeta turned around and shouted, "Hurry up!"
Jingjie shook his head and said, "I am a warrior. When the tribe needs me, I cannot escape."
"Hurry up and get to the river. I'm going to fight!"
After saying that, Jingjie rushed towards the bamboo house with the mace in his hand, his eyes determined and without hesitation.
The tourists gritted their teeth, but ultimately did not dare to follow Jingjie.
Because Jingjie is a warrior and they are not, if they rush forward they will just die, so it is more important to save their own lives.
Following Jingjie's instructions, the tourists pushed the bamboo raft into the water, then climbed onto it, inserted bamboo poles into the mud to temporarily prevent the raft from drifting away, and observed the battle situation on the Teng tribe's side.
If the people from the Mosquito Tribe rushed over, they would cross the river without hesitation.
Among the Vine Tribe, the fastest Mosquito Tribe warrior had already arrived at the bamboo house and ran into Jiang Xuan who was meeting his tribesmen.
Jiang Xuan was just about to rush forward and stab him to death with his bone spear.
At this moment, there was a "swoosh" sound, and a feather arrow broke through the air and pierced the chest of the Mosquito Tribe warrior.
The Mosquito Tribe warrior looked in shock at the feather arrow that had pierced his chest, then fell to the ground with a bang.
Jiang Xuan looked back and saw that Shi Qiu had already pulled out the second feather arrow and put it on the bowstring. His face looked a little nervous, but his hands didn't shake at all.
“Good job!”
Jiang Xuan exclaimed in admiration, then used the bone spear to attack again, completely stabbing the Mosquito Tribe warrior to death.
“Buzz buzz buzz…”
A large group of bird-billed mosquitoes rushed over, and they pounced on Jiang Xuan and others with ferocious faces.
"Kill these mosquitoes!"
Jiang Xuan roared, then waved the bone spear, swinging or stabbing, desperately killing these bird-beaked mosquitoes.
Uncaria rhynchophylla, Gelsemium elegans, and some Vine Tribe warriors also joined the battle and fought a fierce battle with a large group of bird-billed mosquitoes and the subsequent warriors from the Mosquito Tribe.
Deep in the bamboo forest, after hearing the noise, Chishao immediately rushed out with his weapon and fought side by side with Jiang Xuan and others.
"Calm down, calm down, don't panic."
Next to the bamboo house, Shi Qiu forced himself to calm down completely. He quickly climbed up a big tree, occupied a favorable position, then drew his bow and arrow, aiming at the Mosquito Tribe warriors who posed the greatest threat.
“Swish, swish, swish…”
Shi Qiu's shooting speed is very fast. Every time he shoots an arrow, someone from the Mosquito Tribe will be injured. Such archery talent is truly terrifying.
However, there were too many bird-billed mosquitoes and warriors from the Mosquito Tribe, and before long, several warriors from the Vine Tribe were injured. If it weren't for the support from Stone Eel's magic arrows, some warriors would probably have died.
"Fujigami, save us!"
After Chishao killed a bird-billed mosquito that rushed towards him with one knife, he turned around and screamed towards the stone mountain.
If Shen Teng did not take action, they would not be able to hold on with just the number of people they have, and would soon be slaughtered by the Mosquito Tribe.
Especially since Hua Wen has also arrived. He is a three-color warrior. Once he joins the battle, I'm afraid no one can stop him.
“Buzz!”
On top of the stone mountain, the divine vine burst out with a strong green light, and all the terrifying vines floated up and then grew rapidly.
In fact, the divine vine was not unaware of the arrival of the Mosquito Tribe, nor did it have to wait for someone to ask for help before taking action.
After the divine vine broke through, it encountered a thunder tribulation. Although it survived, it was relatively weak and had been in a semi-sleeping state, recovering slowly.
At this moment, sensing that the Teng tribe was in crisis, it finally woke up completely!
“Pah, pah, pah!”
Dozens of green vines extended from the stone mountain and lashed the bird-billed mosquitoes frantically. Each vine was like a whip, creating a sonic boom.
With every blow, one or more bird-beaked mosquitoes would be sent flying or even exploded. The horrible scene frightened the attacking mosquito tribe warriors.
"What...what happened?"
"What is that?"
Hua Wen, who was about to rush over, stopped abruptly after seeing this scene. He looked at the huge ancient vine on the stone mountain and said with a pale face: "Vine... the guardian god of the Vine Tribe is actually alive."
He thought about how he had used a stone axe to chop down the giant vine before, and suddenly cold sweat broke out on his back.
Unlike the Mosquito Tribe who were frightened, the Vine Tribe warriors burst into cheers when they saw the Divine Vine take action.
"The Fuji God will protect us!"
“Go!”
"Kill all these damn mosquitoes!"
A dozen warriors were filled with passion and fearlessly rushed towards the larger Mosquito Tribe.
Jing Jie was also among these warriors. He was covered in blood and had suffered a lot of injuries, but he didn't care because he knew that his choice was right! "Swish, swish, swish..."
At the same time, countless roots quietly emerged from the ground, and when the Mosquito Tribe warriors looked up at the vines in the air, they quietly entangled their feet and continued to entangle them.
By the time they realized something was wrong, it was too late to run away.
"What is that, ah..."
A Mosquito Tribe warrior screamed and struggled frantically, but it was of no use.
Because those roots have penetrated into his body, quickly absorbing the essence of his flesh and blood.
Soon, more screams were heard, and even Jiang Xuan and others who were rushing forward stopped in their tracks, feeling their scalps tingling.
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(End of this chapter)
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