The tenth year of the Vine tribe is on the third day of February.
Mangzhu Mountain, Bamboo Rat Tribe.
In the cave, Wu Mingming, a member of the Bamboo Rat Tribe, was sitting by the fire pit. Facing the hot flames, his body felt chilly and his eyes were full of pain and fear.
"The results of the divination came true, and disaster came. I knew that this rattan tribe would bring disaster to the bamboo rat tribe, I knew it!"
The shaman of the Bamboo Rat Tribe kept chanting this sentence, and his whole body fell into great pain.
Two days ago, the Vine Tribe sent someone to tell them that the Black Snake Tribe was about to invade. The entire Bamboo Rat Tribe was in panic all day long, and everyone fell into fear.
They wanted to abandon their territory and flee directly, but the Vine tribe did not allow them to escape and told them that reinforcements would arrive soon and that they would be fine.
As a subordinate tribe, they dare not disobey the orders of the Vine Tribe, otherwise it will also bring disaster.
They can only wait in fear for the unknown fate to come, and dig the cave as deep as possible, and then deeper.
Now, the Black Snake Tribe is finally here.
The witch has sensed the terrifying aura of the Black Snake God, and it is getting closer and closer, but the reinforcements mentioned by the Vine Tribe have yet to be seen. Even the terrifying divine vine only showed its astonishing aura once yesterday, and then
Just disappeared.
What made him even more desperate was that when the aura of the Black Snake God appeared, the Bamboo Rat God immediately hid deep in the ground. No matter how he called, there was no response.
Is the bamboo rat tribe really going to perish?
The shaman of the Bamboo Rat Tribe held his head in pain. The unwillingness, anger, fear and other emotions in his heart were intertwined, making him suffer.
What made him feel even more painful was that he didn't even have the courage to face the Black Snake tribe directly.
Faced with the powerful enemy and the outcome that he believed to be inevitable defeat, he didn't even have the courage to leave this underground cave, let alone lead his tribe to fight.
He hated his cowardice, but could not rely on courage and willpower to defeat his instincts, so he could only hide deep in the cave and passively wait for his fate to come.
Also hiding in the cave like Wu is the leader Bamboo.
"Witch, is the Black Snake Tribe coming?"
"Wu, are we really not going to be found by those big black snakes if we hide here?"
"Witch, will the Vine Tribe come to save us?"
"witch……"
Countless questions made the shaman of the Bamboo Rat Tribe feel like his head was buzzing, and his already bad mood became even worse.
He stared at Mozhu with red eyes, pointed at him with trembling fingers and shouted sternly: "Shut up!"
As expected, Bamboo closed his mouth, and his furious shamanistic gaze seemed to kill someone, which made him feel strange and terrifying.
He involuntarily shrank back, not daring to get so close again.
Soon, the cave became quiet, only the firewood burning in the fire pit made bursting sounds from time to time, and the figures on the wall kept twisting and changing with the jumping firelight.
Outside Mangzhu Mountain, an overwhelming thick black mist is rapidly approaching the Bamboo Rat tribe.
"Hiss..."
In the black mist, a giant snake with a body length of more than a thousand meters was twisting its huge snake body and flying through the mist. Occasionally, a section of the body covered with dense scales was exposed in the rolling black mist, which was enough to make people feel chilly.
It is the totem god of the Black Snake Tribe!
Below the Black Snake God, there are countless big black snakes that are quickly shuttling through the woods. Some of them are carrying warriors from the Black Snake Tribe, and some are carrying supplies. numb.
On the back of one of the big black snakes sits a shaman from the Black Snake Tribe. He is wearing a black snakeskin suit and holding a snake-head crutch. His pupils are raised like a black snake, and there is no emotion in his eyes.
On another big black snake sits Snake Ya, the leader of the black snake tribe.
He was also wearing snakeskin clothes, but he was holding a spear made of fine stone. His skin was covered with black snake totem patterns. The most terrifying thing was that the two teeth in his mouth turned into snake fangs. The appearance looks very ferocious and terrifying.
When the Black Snake Tribe's army arrived at the foot of the mountain, Snake Ya looked up at the tall Mangzhu Mountain, sniffed the scent in the air, and said with a ferocious smile: "This is the Bamboo Rat Tribe. I can already smell those big bamboos." The delicious smell of rats.”
The black snake witch got off the back of the big black snake and walked to a big tree with a snake-head crutch.
A piece of bark was stripped off the trunk of the big tree, and then a totem pattern shaped like a big bamboo rat was painted with paint.
The black snake witch raised his snake-headed crutch, struck heavily on the totem pattern of the bamboo rat tribe, and said viciously: "Find those bamboo rats hiding in the caves, kill them all, and eat them!"
Snake Ya turned around and shouted to the many Black Snake tribe warriors: "Warriors, the time for revenge has come! Find those daring bamboo rats out of their holes, kill them all, and eat them!"
As soon as these words came out, the warriors of the Black Snake Tribe rushed up the mountain with strange screams, then relied on the sharp sense of smell of the big black snake to find the entrances to the caves, and got in without fear.
"Zhizhizhi..."
Soon, some members of the Bamboo Rat and Bamboo Rat tribes who were hiding relatively shallowly were discovered. They hurriedly drilled into deeper underground caves and used various secret passages and traps set up in the caves to hinder the Black Snake tribe. Chase.
"Hiss..."
Outside the cave, the Black Snake God has flown to the top of Mangzhu Mountain.
Its huge snake eyes shot out two rays of red light, penetrating the dense black fog, sweeping up and down the mountain, looking for the hiding place of the Bamboo Rat God, and its nose was also twitching, searching for the things left by the Bamboo Rat God in the air. breath.
As a totem god of a large tribe, it has no interest in the ordinary tribesmen and bamboo rats of the bamboo rat tribe. Only the giant bamboo rat that has become a god is qualified to become its prey.
However, the Bamboo Rat God, who had already received the message from the Vine Tribe, was hiding very deep, covering up all his aura and divine power fluctuations. Even the Black Snake God could not find it for a while.
But the Black Snake God is not in a hurry. As a hunter, it has a lot of patience.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the underground cave, the attack of the Black Snake Tribe was not as smooth as expected.
The Bamboo Rat Tribe has lived in Mangzhu Mountain for hundreds of years, and has long hollowed out the entire mountainside of Mangzhu Mountain. The mountainside is filled with countless tunnels, large and small, and even the Bamboo Rat Tribe sometimes gets lost.
When the warriors of the Black Snake Tribe and the Big Black Snake crashed into these tunnels, they soon encountered various forks, narrow paths, dead ends, winding roads, as well as all kinds of arrow bamboos made by the tribesmen of the Bamboo Rat Tribe.
trap.
A big black snake was crawling forward in search of the scent of the bamboo rat left in the tunnel. Suddenly, it pressed on the trigger device of an underground bow trap.
"call out!"
An arrow made of arrow bamboo suddenly shot towards the big black snake from the side, and the sharp stone arrow penetrated its snake body with a "pop" sound.
"hiss……"
The big black snake was in pain and twisted wildly in the tunnel. Even the black snake tribe warrior following it was slapped on the tail. The huge force almost seriously injured the warrior.
In another direction, several Black Snake tribe warriors were following a big black snake as it slowly bent forward in a relatively spacious tunnel.
Suddenly, some smoke silently spewed out from a small hole on the side of the tunnel. By the time the two soldiers smelled something wrong, it was already too late.
"No, there's...poisonous smoke!"
As soon as one of the soldiers finished speaking, he felt dizzy, and then quickly fell to the ground and twitched.
The other soldier hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, but it was too late. After becoming unconscious, he also fell down.
Similar incidents occurred all over Mangzhu Mountain.
It has to be said that with the strength of the Bamboo Rat Tribe, there are still some means to survive in Mangzhu Mountain for so many years without being destroyed.
In the dense underground caves, the powerful strength and numerical advantage of the Black Snake Tribe warriors could not be used at all. Instead, because of the unfamiliar terrain, many people were killed and injured by various methods of the Bamboo Rat Tribe.
Of course, the Bamboo Rat Tribe also suffered casualties. Some tribesmen and big bamboo rats who didn't hide well enough or had bad luck all lost their lives at the hands of the Black Snake Tribe.
The leader of the Black Snake Tribe hated these big bamboo rats hiding in the tunnel, but for a while there was no better way. After losing some people and the Black Snake, he had no choice but to temporarily withdraw from the tunnel. The Bamboo Rat Tribe
I also got a moment of respite.
However, the gap in strength between large tribes and small tribes is ultimately irreparable.
The Black Snake God is still entrenched on the Mangzhu Mountain. Under the crushing force of its absolute strength, as long as it takes action, the Bamboo Rat Tribe has no chance to resist.
The Black Snake Tribe and the Bamboo Rat Tribe were temporarily in a stalemate, but this was just the calm before the storm.
At this time, the Vine Tribe was rushing here with five affiliated tribes. A huge purple eagle and dozens of giant dragonflies full of Vine Tribe warriors were about to arrive at Mangzhu Mountain.