C980 The Two Clans Were at War
C980 The Two Clans Were at War
"Puff! Puff!" Before they could react, two sharp arrows accurately hit the two men in the chest. It directly pierced into their hearts! Before the two Miao Jiang clansmen could throw the torches in their hands onto the wooden carts filled with grass, they fell to the ground and died immediately...
The sneak attack of the White Sand Vials immediately enraged the Miao Jiang clansmen. They roared and roared, waiting for the patriarch's order to rush forward and tear the enemy into pieces!
Li Hui snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "Shooting warriors of the Miao Jiang Clan, the enemy is provoking us, what are we waiting for!?"
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..." Unlike the two cold arrows shot by the White Sand Oceans, the arrows shot back by the Miaojiang tribe were like a rain of arrows. There were so many of them that it was hard to count! The rain of arrows that blotted out the sky and covered the sky and flew towards the White Sands tribe's camp drew an arc in the sky and landed heavily among the crowd!
"Pay attention to protection!!" Bai Zhennan had just shouted this when his subordinates beside him opened their wooden shields and protected him beneath them! Miserable screams followed the sounds of arrows crashing into each other as the arrows rained down. Bai Zhennan did not even need to look to know how much damage this volley of arrows would cause! However, there was nothing he could do. In the face of the Miao Jiang Tribe's retaliation, he did not have the strength to resist or fight back...
After the rain of arrows, Bai Zhennan pushed away his subordinates who were protecting him. At first glance, he saw the pain of lying on the ground. When the clansmen who were injured by the arrows... His heart couldn't help but bleed. It had only been a wave of arrows, yet he had already lost at least a hundred clansmen. The Miaojiang tribe was not to be trifled with!
"Bai Zhennan, you old man. If you have the ability, then get someone to shoot you! If you dare to shoot me, then fight back. Let's see who gets the worst!" Li Hui laughed coldly and said angrily, "When did your White Sand Wa clan dare to attack first? You must be itching for a beating after not beating you for a few months, right? Fine, today I will let you understand the true strength of the Miao Jiang Clan! "
" Patriarch... What should we do? Should we fight the Miaojiang clan head on? They are much more powerful. " The elder beside Bai Zhennan said worriedly," Now, we are already in a dilemma. Why don't we secretly kill that old guy Li Huizhi? "
" Kill him? Are you dreaming?" Bai Zhennan glared at him and said speechlessly, "Our clan has yet to produce a Sharpshooter who can kill Li Hui! Didn't you see that the guards beside him are all wearing golden shields? Do you think that ordinary bows and arrows can hurt the mother?"
" This... Then what should we do? If Lyi Yuyao was really burned to death, the war between the White Sand tile clan and the Miao Jiang clan would truly erupt. At that time, we won't be able to escape from the mountains, right?" The elder said with some frustration, "How about... we surrender?"
" Hmph, the key issue now is that even if you surrender, they might not be willing to be happy! " Bai Zhennan could not help but let out a bitter smile and regret, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have let Fann Binn and Lyi Yuyao sleep together. Sigh, how would I have known that this Li Hui was actually a madman... Forget it, forget it. Since he wants to fight, then we can only fight with our lives on the line! In any case, we can't let them take away the land of the White Sand Oceans so easily!"
Upon hearing the patriarch's words, the elders and clansmen beside him immediately revealed looks of despair. Everyone knew that the White Sand Vials were weak and had experienced hundreds of battles. The outcome of a battle between Miao Jiang warriors, who had been hunters since they were young, was obvious. Death!
However, even if he sacrificed himself, his own land would be taken away by others. If he remained silent, what dignity did the White Sand Vials have left to speak of? He, Bai Zhennan, and the White Sand Oceans would become the laughingstock of all the races in the mountain! As the saying goes, a man can be killed but not humiliated. If there was really no other way, they could only fight with all their might!
"Arson!" Li Hui roared once more, and the two new blazers raised their torches high and rushed to the side of the wooden cart, directly throwing the blazing torches into the wooden cart filled with grass without any suspense!
"Boom..." The fire almost instantly spread to the entire wooden cart. The fire was so hot that it was even a little red and purple. The hot temperature immediately extended along the thick wooden stick that was erected on the wooden cart, and spread towards Lyi Yuyao who was tied to the wooden stick!
"Brothers of the Miao Jiang clan! Follow me and avenge Lyi Yuyao! Kill!" Seeing her sister about to be engulfed by the fire, Li Xiongyao pulled out the machete beside her with hot tears in her eyes. He charged wildly at the White Sand Oak clansmen who were panicking and alert!
"Kill!!" Following the Young Patriarch, the Miao Jiang clansmen that were spread across the mountains waved the cold weapons in their hands. Or... Some were riding horses, some were running on foot, and some were even diving down from the top of the mountain. Their shouts were majestic, and every clansman's eyes were filled with anger. They were used to being hunters and had experienced hundreds of battles. They had long forgotten about life and death. They were like ferocious tigers that were about to tear apart the bodies of the enemies in front of them. Eating their flesh, drinking their blood, snatching their women... The strong prey on the weak. This was a tradition and rule that had never changed in thousands of years in the mountains!
"Damn it, let's go all out! For the sake of our fields, kill them all!" Bai Zhennan's eyes were also red. He pointed his blade at the Miao Jiang clansmen who were charging towards them. He shouted loudly, "The White Sand Vials' lives and deaths are determined by the heavens. We can't let the enemy take away our land. Kill them!! "
Although the people of the White Sand Earthlings were panicked and afraid, they were unwilling to accept seeing their homeland being devoured by the Miao Jiang Clan. Their families were destroyed and their families were destroyed. Then, where else could they survive? Rather than that, they might as well risk their lives and fight for their children and wives. For their own land, although there was a clear difference in numbers, however, they still heard Patriarch Bai Zhennan's call. They waved their weapons and rushed madly towards the Miaojiang tribe!
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh..." Under Li Hui's command, arrows rained down from the sky. The White Sand Oceans on the opposite side also counterattacked and shot out arrows. The two sides' clansmen had yet to come into contact with each other before they were shot down by the arrows that were impossible to guard against. The scene was simply incomparably bloody!
The red blood quickly dyed the ground red, and also instantly dyed everyone's hearts red. Both sides saw each other as enemies and sworn enemies, and they roared madly as if they were going to kill each other. As soon as they came into contact with the weapon in their hands, there was a metal clanging sound, and countless people were chopped to the ground at this moment. They would never be able to stand up again...
The war between the White Sand Tribe and the Miaojiang Tribe had been very intense since the beginning. One side had taken revenge for the eldest daughter of their tribe. The other side had to fight to the death to protect their family and land. Everyone had a reason to fight to the death. It all depended on who was more ruthless and more powerful than the other. If such a scene wasn't bloody and violent, then it really wouldn't be possible.
When the two races fought, there would be people falling every minute or even every second. On the side of the Miao Jiang Race, the fire on the burning wooden carriage extended to the wooden pole. Soon, Lyi Yuyao, who was tied to the top of the wooden pole, would be swallowed by the fire. However, she appeared so calm, as if she was not the one who was going to be burned to death by the fire.
"Sigh..." Unable to bear to look at his daughter's extremely calm and indifferent expression, Li Hui let out a soft sigh helplessly. Lyi Yuyao was his most beloved daughter. As his father, how could he really bear to watch his daughter be burned to death just like that? But this was already the best ending for Lyi Yuyao. He believed that she should also understand. Being burned to death by the fire here was more valuable than being accused and despised by all the races in the mountains. It was worth it to die of depression!
Li Hui had always planned for this hundred acres of fertile land of the Bai Shawa clan. It was not because he wanted to be domineering, but because he was the head of the clan. He had to consider his poor clansmen. With this hundred acres of fertile land, he believed that the days of the Miao Jiang people enduring hunger and hunger would be much easier... In his opinion, his daughter died for the food and clothing of the entire family. It was worth it, and it was also glorious!
The moment the two sides clashed, the situation of the battle turned upside down. Most of the White Sand Oceans who worked hard on farming and using the sky as their bed were farmers. They were not the opponents of the Miao people who were born as hunters and often fought with fierce beasts in the deep mountains and forests. In terms of numbers and combat experience, the White Sand Oceans were bound to lose.
However, the White Sand Oceans fought with their backs against the water for the sake of their land and home. They had no choice but to fight with their lives on the line. As the saying went, barefoot people were not afraid of wearing shoes. If they were truly willing to risk their lives, they were not afraid of death. Although the Miaojiang tribe had gained the upper hand in a short period of time, they could not completely defeat the White Sand Oceans.
The battle quickly reached its climax. The people who were injured or injured fell to the ground. More and more people fell, and soon, the ground was covered. The blood dyed the ground red and the stream red. It also dyed everyone's heart red. In either your death or my life of slaughter, the crazy side of humanity was completely exposed. At this time, Lyi Yuyao, who was tied to the wooden pole, I can already clearly feel the waves of heat spreading...
What both sides did not notice was that on the north side of the hill where the fierce battle was happening, at this moment, three black figures suddenly appeared. They were panting as they climbed up the slope. They were stunned on the spot as they were shocked by the intense battle scene in front of them. These three people were none other than Fann Binn and Yang Li, Lee Shiqi, who came from White Village.
"We are still late... He did not expect them to be so fast. Blood has already flowed like river and we are in a mess! " Yang Li looked at the injured and dead tribe members lying on the hillside in great pain. Tears could not help but flow out of her eyes. "Splash!" She choked, "They originally did not deserve to die, they did not deserve to die..."
"The life and death of humans depends on fate, it's not up to us to decide. Why are you so sad?" Standing by the side, Lee Shiqi, who had already put on her veil, frowned and asked curiously. " In the mountains, life and death were very common. The most important thing right now is to think of a way to stop the fight between the two sides, and not to blame the heavens here. Their death is not our fault. On the contrary, we are here to help them avoid death, we should be their saviors."
After Yang Li heard Lee Shiqi's words, she was about to speak but was stopped by Fann Binn. Indeed, Yang Li and Lee Shiqi actually had a certain reason. One was standing from her own perspective, and the other was standing from someone else's perspective. No matter what, arguing about this now was useless. Now, they had to think of a way to stop all the fighting.