Chapter 885 Descendants of the Thunderbird, an Unprecedented Storm

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The terrifying thunder shot out from the five longships, and landed on the white sandy beach, sending out flying stones and sand all over the sky! This is the first time the majestic thunder of the lord god fell on the vast northern land, punishing the opposing enemies!

"Kill the intruders!...uh!...ah?!..."

And more than ten steps away, the aggressive tribal warriors who shouted to fight and kill stopped their voices in an instant, as if a group of teal ducks were screaming happily, but they were suddenly strangled by their necks! Then, when the flying stones and sand splashed with fierce force, the crowd gathered on the shore howled in horror.

"Ah! What is this? Thunder! Thunder!"

"Ancestors! Thunder is shot from the longship! They have evil thunder spirits!"

"It's Thunderbirds! Thunderbirds! They came from the sea, they must be descendants of Goddess Thunderbirds! They have come to avenge the descendants of the forest!..."

The longship's attack did not stop, and after a round of shelling, there was a round of thrown arrows. Hundreds of warriors from the kingdom drew their bows together, and shot a round of the tallest feathered arrows at the shore full of people running chaotically!

"Aim and shoot the totem pole! God bless you!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Hundreds of sharp arrows made a breathtaking howl, passed the terrified tribal warriors, and slantedly inserted beside the totem pole on the shore. And the sharp and cheap bone arrow shot into the soft sand, barely penetrated two inches!

"Tiger squats and shoots! God bless you!"

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The confusion on shore continued, and the thunder from the sea continued to explode, falling beside the terrified tribal ranks, shaking the hunters to stumble and fall. Faced with such a mysterious and unknown terrifying power, many tribal warriors who were known as brave all trembled and prostrated themselves on the ground in horror. When they encountered artillery bombardment for the first time, they temporarily lost the courage to confront the mystery, and could only pray helplessly to the ancestors of the earth!

"I beg you! Mother Earth sleeping in the mountains! I beg you to wake up, expel the evil thunderbirds, and give us the strength to fight thunder!..."

In the mythology of the Tolova people, only the incarnation of thunder and storm, the thunderbird goddess from the sea, can manipulate thunder. That is an evil god who keeps setting off storms and attacking the earth in winter and spring. And whenever summer and autumn come, the Mother Earth will wake up, defeat the evil god, and drive her back to the deep sea. Then, the entire continent and coast will be sunny and calm again.

"Ah! Ah! Ancestor! What's going on here? On the longboat, an evil thunder shot out?!"

Chief Leafgrass, wearing a striking crown of antlers, shouted in anger and fear. Several archers from the kingdom aimed their arrows at him. But when the order of the priests came, the archers moved their bows away again.

"Aim, shoot the totem pole! Don't kill!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The sharp rain of arrows let out another howl of death, over the head of Chief Leafgrass, and shot towards the tribe's totem pole. The "duh" sound of falling into the wood continued to come, and those sharp winds reminded the frightened and bewildered Chief Yecao: the god of death jumped up lightly like a black wolf, and just passed him by!

"Ah! Ah! Ancestor!..."

After two rounds of artillery and feather arrows, the tribal hunters on the shore were already in chaos. And more than 20 war canoes by the sea were also paddling around in panic. Some retreated, some moved forward, and some landed... It was a mess.

Looking at the chaotic Tolowa tribe, the corner of Exploration Captain Zuvaro's mouth raised. Then, he turned his head, glanced at the pale, excited, and fearful Sequoia hunter Tow, and at the nervous cloaked hunter Le Tian, ​​and his smile became brighter. He straightened his spine and watched the hunter and translator of the two tribes, regardless of whether the other party could understand or not, he just announced loudly!

"This is the power of the Lord God! Praise the Lord God! Read to me, Vizi... Lobo... Chitley! Vizilopochtli!"

"Hey... radish... strange..."

The two tribal hunters murmured, with complex expressions on their faces. At this moment, the name of the main god was truly engraved into their hearts in a powerful form.

"Woo! Woooo!"

Afterwards, the exploration leader Zuvaro picked up the horn and put it to his mouth to blow it. Soon, the red flag of the assault was raised on the flagship.

"Swipe at full speed! Charge forward!"

The five longboats adjusted their bows immediately, and the oarsmen gathered their strength and rowed with all their strength. In just a moment, the speed of the long boat increased to the maximum, and the sharp bronze ram also rushed straight forward!

"Bang! Crack!..."

Facing the collision of the longship, the chaotic canoe warships of the Tolowa people had no way to resist! In just a split second, several small boats were overturned, even broken in two! The tribal hunters on the small boat screamed in horror and fell into the water with a "plop". And if you are unlucky, you will be hit by a long oar and then crushed by the bottom of a speeding boat, you will end up drowning.

"Ancestors! Longboats! Big fish! Terrible! Descendants of Thunderbirds!  …"

After a round of collision, the Tolowa hunters shouted indiscriminately and fled in small boats. Seeing this scene, the exploration captain Zuvalo's eyes flickered, and he looked at the knowledgeable Mickey next to him.

"Mickey, do you still want to charge?"

"Witness of the Lord God! No need. Their small boats have all escaped. We can move on!"

The knowledgeable Mickey rubbed his chin, looking at the dozen or so Tolowa hunters struggling on the water without rescue. He thought for a while, then said in a deep voice.

"Save them!"

"What?"

"I said, save them."

Mickey the Knowledgeable looked at Zuvalo and explained.

"We need some guides from the North...whether they volunteer or not."

Hearing this, the exploration captain Zuvaro thought for a while and nodded in agreement. He immediately gave orders to the fleet. Then, the warriors on the boat skillfully picked up the captives and tied them with sisal ropes.

"Are these dozens of people taken away?"

"No, just keep one on each boat. For the rest, after passing through the village of the Tuolova people, give each person a piece of cake, and let them go ashore!"

After speaking, the knowledgeable Mickey smiled and said meaningfully.

"Witness of the Lord God! We left room and did not kill. When these captives are released, there will be a step down... No matter how impulsive the chief of the leaf grass department is, we should know that we should not be enemies, nor can they be them." enemy!"

"Well, not bad! Haha! I like it!"

The exploration captain Zuwaro nodded, his eyes lit up. After seeing the kingdom's thunder, arrows and longships, the attitude of the leaf grass tribe will inevitably change. Maybe…

"Full speed ahead! Keep going!"

"Draw out thirty miles, and then go to the shore!"

"The Lord God bless us! The fleet will surely win!..."

Amidst the cheers and prayers of the crowd, the fleet of five kingdoms sailed away from the messy battlefield and gradually disappeared in the north. Among the crowd on the coast, Chief Yecao trembled all over, watching Lei Ting's long boat gradually move away, his tightly constricted heart finally loosened. After that, he looked at the tribal warriors who either fled, fell to their knees, or howled in terror, and felt dizzy for a while.

"How many soldiers have we... casualties?"

"Chief, four or five soldiers on the shore were shot to death by arrows, thirty or forty were wounded... and several corpses floated on the water, and a dozen or so soldiers who fell into the water were taken away by the enemy on the longboat..."

The tribal hunters lowered their heads and reported back to the chief, with lingering fear still on their faces.

"The tribe on the longship, how many people do we have left? How many casualties will there be?"

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Wordless silence is embarrassing, and after embarrassment, there is boundless fear. Chief Leafgrass pressed his heart hard, and also pressed the fear of the unknown. He took a deep breath, tried to turn his fear into anger, and cursed angrily.

"Damn it! Where did this tribe come from? It's so powerful! Damn it, where did you find such a group of reinforcements! Ah! Ancestors!..."

Chief Yecao cursed for a long time, and even put his head against the tribe's totem pole, growling helplessly and desperately, like a wounded brown bear. Then, he forcefully pulled out the bone arrow stuck on the totem pole, looked at it for a while, and then looked at the dense rain of arrows stuck in the sand.

"Huh? These arrows... huh!"

Chief Yecao widened his eyes, thought for a while, and then looked at the place where the thunder fell on the shore. These longship tribes were able to shoot the crowd with thunderbolts, but instead of shooting, they chose an open space, just like feathered arrows...

"Damn! Damn! Could it be? Could it be!...Did I choose the wrong one?..."

On the beach at dusk, the warriors of the Blades and Grass bowed their heads and let out howls of catharsis. But the chief, who had been angry all the time, fell into long-term thinking and silence.

"The power of the sea...the Longship tribe...Who do they support? Or are they just passing by?...And if I have their thunder and bow...the valley that unites the tribes..."

"Ancestor! Please enlighten me! This unclear future is like a summer storm, damn it has never happened before..."