Chapter 1,325 If you are a warrior, come down and fight!
"Leader of the ship! Turn around the bend in front of you and you will find the abandoned collection. The altar you are looking for is in that collection!"
"That Jiji is a sought-after good land. It's flat and open, and there's water. You can also pick weeds next to it. I just heard from the messenger Yupi that the tribes there have changed... Be careful! Whoever can occupy this place
The tribe is not easy to mess with..."
The Nifkh man made his dog squat on the bow of the boat, chattering, and chewing dried matsutake mushrooms in his mouth. This is also a specialty of the forest. It tastes good and can be found everywhere. It can make your stomach happy if you eat it. Just have some.
As a rule of thumb, don’t pick highly poisonous ones. Well, considering the physical fitness of the people in the forest, ordinary poisonous mushrooms have little effect. They are usually vomited out and will be fine after a sleep.
"Blessed by the Lord God! Sure enough, there is an abandoned market town! We went all the way upstream from the mouth of the river and traveled three to four hundred miles before we arrived here. I don't know what the temple of the large southern tribe looks like?...
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"Hey! There are quite a few fish-skin tribes looming inside! Let me take a good look!..."
The long boat stopped quietly and hid quietly behind the bend of the river. Zuvalo took out his magic goggles and looked carefully at the market town from a distance of several hundred meters. The first thing that caught his eye was a circle of soil with many breaks.
The wall thickly surrounds the market town by the river. Behind the earth wall, there are many dilapidated earth houses, square and square, many of which have collapsed. In the center of the earth houses, there is a strange "temple".
It also collapsed so badly that it was hard to see clearly from a distance.
Some pointed-top tribal huts are built in the market town. At first glance, they are different from the original houses. They look like winter tents on the far north coast. The faint fish skin tribe is busy in the camp. There are probably two of them.
Three hundred people? There seemed to be some prey being handled in the camp, and there was a faint smell of blood. From time to time, there would be low and anxious barking of dogs, as well as the scolding of hunters training their dogs.
"Lord God! Two to three hundred fish skin tribes? In this dense forest and swamp, this is really a big tribe! Well, I estimate there will be sixty or seventy warriors, which is about the same as the warriors and sailors on the longship.
?But the warriors of the kingdom all have heavy armor and metal weapons..."
"The Lord God bless us! The advantage is on our side, we can contact them!..."
After Zuvalo watched for a while, he felt confident and let the long boat set off again, sailing directly to the market town by the river.
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!..."
After a while, the sound of the long boat's approaching oars alerted the dogs in the camp. The barking of the dogs, large and small, was extremely ferocious. The Yupi hunters also discovered the "big boat" on the river, and the entire Yupi tribe became excited.
Get up!
"On the river, there are tribes that use ships, and there are tribes that use ships. They are attacking!..."
These ferocious fish-skin tribes are obviously different from the gentle Ainu clan. They will directly default to the tribes that appear suddenly as enemies, and are ready for all battles and killings, and will even take the initiative to attack!
Soon, as the longship got closer and closer, the Yuskin tribe in the market town also prepared for battle. More than sixty hunters carrying giant bows and carrying heavy arrows like short spears gathered at the break of the earth wall.
Outside, more than a dozen of the most elite warriors mounted Jurchen horses, ran out of the market town, gathered on a small slope just a stone's throw from the river bank, and occupied the high ground in advance. And more tribal people, old and young,
, there were also some stout women, all carrying large hunting bows on their backs, and climbed up the condescending houses and earthen walls.
"Lord God! In this Fish Skin Tribe, all the tribesmen, regardless of men, women, old or weak, are warriors?..."
Zuvalo's eyes widened in surprise. In just two quarters of an hour, the fish skin tribe of more than 200 people had completed all mobilization. Even the half-grown children were holding small bows and trying their best to show ferocity on their faces.
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And those tribal elites riding big horses were all of powerful figures, with tattooed cheeks and thick long braids. They were carrying heavy stone hammers with bone handles in one hand and the reins of the horses in the other, as if they were ready to go at any time.
Prepare to charge like an assault!
"This is? A cavalry charge directly into the air?..."
Zuvarro's eyelids jumped when he saw it. The stone hammers of those cavalrymen looked very heavy, just like the kingdom's obsidian war clubs. But they were not equipped with long wooden handles, but seemed to be some kind of familiar leg bones.
The giant bows of the archers also looked very heavy, with the bows looking like branches of small trees. They seemed to move slowly, slowly setting up big arrows and aiming them at the long boats on the shore.
Then he pulled it open half way...
"..."
At this moment, Zuvalo suddenly felt regretful. Although he had fifty or sixty warriors from the Kingdom, he was still not sure of defeating this fish-skin tribe. He doubted whether the Kingdom's cloth-covered heavy armor could block the "shooting" from the opposite side.
The "short spear" he produced. And how much price did the samurai have to pay to stop this kind of frontal charging cavalry that was completely different from Kazuto? Fortunately, he was still on the boat and did not lead the team ashore rashly.
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"The fish skinner! No one does anything by the river in summer and autumn!..."
The Nivkhut people shouted from the bow of the boat, but the Fish Skin Tribe on the shore remained unmoved and remained full of hostility.
"rush!…"
The leader of the fish skin chief, Maha Aguda, looked at it coldly for a moment, then suddenly raised his bow and rode his horse, rushing straight towards the river! With the increasing speed of the horse, he raised his heavy riding bow until the horse's hooves stepped into the river.
Just facing the longship a hundred or two hundred paces away, there was an arrow suddenly!
"Whoosh!...Boom!..."
The heavy arrow hit the shield on the side of the ship hard, like a stone hammer in close combat, causing the warrior behind the shield to tremble. Maha Aguda quickly turned his horse's head, made a rapid turn, and rushed back to the riders again.
Xiaopo. Only then did he take a deep breath, his ferocious tattooed face trembled, he raised his bow threateningly, and shouted at the longship.
"Get out of here! The tribe that makes ships! This is the territory of the Maha Tribe!"
"Fish-skinned! We don't mean any harm! We just want to worship the altar in the collection! Pray for a warm winter!..."
"leave here!…"
"We bring gifts! We bring the salt of trade!…"
"Get away! Or die!..."
“…”
Zuvalo was silent for a moment, looking at the fierce fish-skin chiefs on the shore, and the fish-skin cavalry and archers, and felt an unspeakable danger. It was like meeting a group of people in the jungle who were supposed to fight alone.
But the jaguars cooperated like a pack of wolves. Faced with this situation, the opponent was obviously not an ordinary tribesman, so he could only...Zuvaro looked at the warrior chief Tamicao and ordered in a deep voice.
“Tami grass, let’s fire off the cannons!…”
"Yes! Chief Priest!...Set off the cannon!"
"boom!…"
A moment later, a deafening thunder suddenly exploded from the long boat. The cavalry on the shore also fell into chaos in an instant. A dozen frightened Jurchen horses neighed manically, throwing the fish-skin cavalry off their feet.
He fell to the ground and even collided into a ball.
"Lulu! Lulu!"
"Damn! What's going on? Why did it thunder suddenly?!"
"Aguda! The horse is startled! Quick! Stop it quickly! Don't let the horse get away!..."
"Ho! Come here, the shooter! Hold the horse down!!..."
Although the chaos of frightened horses was huge, not a single horse escaped into the forest. These fish-skin warriors roared, as if they didn't care about their lives, and caught the running Jurchen horse! The two warriors worked hard together and pulled
A horse was dragged to the ground and held tight! And the most ferocious Chief Yuskin, even relying on himself, threw his horse to the ground, flopping around and unable to get up!
Zuvalo was dumbfounded, looking at the rough and brave scene on the shore, as if he had seen a giant from the first era. The kingdom warriors on the longboat were also dumbfounded, and they did not expect this direction at all. Of course, without the captain's order, the warriors
They didn't take the opportunity to shoot arrows and attack, completely falling out with the tribes on the shore.
Two-quarters of an hour later, the chaos on the shore finally calmed down. The exhausted fish-skin warriors and horses lay together in the mud, panting.
The fish-skin chief, Maha Agu, was covered in dust and covered with mud. He got up angrily, barefooted, and threw the big bow aside. Then, he picked up a stone hammer weighing twenty kilograms and slammed it hard.
Staring at the feathered longship chief, staring at the most handsome kingdom exploration captain, the calm and composed Zuvallo.
"Shippers! It was you who caused the thunder?!..."
"Did you suddenly attract thunder and scare our horses?!..."
"Damn it! If you are a warrior, get off the boat! Fight me face to face!..."
