The Winged Spear was originally urging his subordinates to charge, but suddenly he was stunned by the repeated "thunder" sound and stayed in place, and when he saw the tribal warriors in front of him flying flesh and blood one by one, he died on the spot, and immediately crouched down without hesitation.

When she raised her eyes, she saw that the enemy had stopped more than ten steps in front of her side, and immediately suppressed the fear in her heart, and the secret path was a big deal that she was also involved in witchcraft and died, and she must not let the winged spear escape!

She clenched the stone knife tightly and shouted, "Ancestor bless!" Then he leaped up, like a panther rushing towards its prey, and swooped straight at the winged spear.

When the native, who had reported the idea of doom, was only three or four steps away from the enemy, she heard a strange shrill whistling sound from the direction of the boatman's village, which reflexively slowed her feet.

In the next moment, the Winged Spear seemed to have been torn apart by an invisible beast, and the upper half of its body was gone, and it still maintained a half-squatting posture from the waist down.

Then there was a muffled bang not far behind her, as if something extremely heavy had hit the ground, and the rustling sound faded away, and finally the sound stopped completely as the trunk of an arm-thick birch tree shattered.

A stream of hot blood sprayed on Bellflower's face. She had just woken up from a dream, and turned her head with difficulty, staring wide-eyed at the boatman village that was still spewing flames, and her intuition went blank.

This sorcery is so powerful! No, this should not be witchcraft, but a miracle!

Yes, only the Almighty Luxuriant God has such might!

She immediately ignored the frightened fleeing son and the others, and slowly knelt on the ground, bowed reverently, and recited prayers.

Yesterday, there were only seventy or eighty guards in Xiaoquanzhou, and most of them were Hu Yuancai's family members, and the most powerful weapons were also more than ten bird guns, not even flintlock guns.

Today, with the new Australian Governor, there are more than 200 Ming overseas garrisons, although half of them are still at the dock to guard the Shaohuashan, but the remaining more than 100 people are more than enough to deal with these natives - all of them are equipped with flintlock guns, cotton armor, and even two four-pounder guns and two No. 1 Franc cannons.

The "miracle" of cutting off half of the body of the winged spear was the shell of a four-pounder cannon.

The battle lasted less than a meal, and as the two sons of the Winged Spear fled, the dozens of people who were still alive in the Belunjie tribe were scattered.

At dawn the next day, Zhao Weisheng took more than a dozen people and cautiously walked out of the camp, immediately frowning. I saw that the mound was covered with stumps and severed arms, the blood had dried to black and brown, and the nearby trees and weeds were also charred black.

"What do these natives want to do?" He shook his head and sighed, looking at this posture, I am afraid that hundreds of people have died.

"Look, my lord," one of the soldiers pointed to the foot of the mound on the west side, "there's a living mouth there!" ”

Zhao Weisheng raised his eyes and saw several natives kneeling there, not knowing what they were doing.

"Go get them!" He turned his head and ordered, "Be careful. ”

A dozen soldiers flanked her from both sides, and soon pointed at the thorn bell flower with their fire guns, and surrounded her in the middle.

"It's good that our people aren't hurt." After listening to Yu Feng, who was in charge of guarding, report on last night's situation, Lin Yaocen nodded and said, "Yu Lian should always deal with the law and make a contribution." By the way, do you know why these natives are attacking in the middle of the night? ”

"I don't know yet." Yu Feng was worried that the natives would lay in ambush outside the camp last night, so he only let people hold on, and did not go out to pursue the fleeing enemy, so now he has no prisoners in his hands.

As he was talking, Zhao Weisheng led people over and arched his hand: "Lord Lin, I caught three local people outside the camp." ”

"Oh? Bring it on. ”

Thorn Bell Flower and Red Snake Fang looked around with frightened and reverent eyes, and with a gentle push behind them, they fell to their knees again.

In addition to the three of them, one companion was killed by the shell, and the other three fled back to the tribe in fright.

Hu Yuancai shouted and asked, "Which tribe are you from, and why did you come to attack?!" ”

Lin Yaocen listened to the female native's voice trembling and said a lot, frowned and asked Hu Yuancai, "Shopkeeper Hu, what did she say?" ”

"This ......" Hu Yuancai seemed to want to laugh a little, but he held back again, "My lord, she calls us the messengers of the 'Lush God'. Probably frightened by last night's cannons.

"She said that it was the tribe of Belunjie who attacked the village last night, and because they were greedy for our steel knives, they brought people to plunder. And they belong to the 'Kuhu' tribe, and they are mortal enemies of the Biron. ”

He pointed to the "tattoo" on the face of the thorn bell flower and said, "My lord, the totem she stabbed is indeed different from the person who attacked last night, and it should not be a group of people." ”

Lin Yaocen looked at the female native, but when he saw her half-fruited upper body, he turned his head in embarrassment and said, "Get them some clothes." ”

"Yes."

After the thorn bell flower was clothed, Lin Yaocen asked: "Since it is not from the Belunjie tribe, then what are you doing here?" ”

When the female native heard the translation of the shopkeeper Hu, she immediately said excitedly: "I came to assassinate the Winged Spear, but he has died of divine magic. The Nabel tribe was very ferocious and had many warriors, and more than a dozen nearby tribes were raided and plundered by them. ”

She pointed to her feet, "This Yahuan tribe was destroyed by them, and all the old people and children were killed at that time, and hundreds of people died. There are at least five or six tribes like the one destroyed by the Feast of Belon, and there is no tribe that does not hate them now! ”

She looked at the people in front of her with extremely pious eyes, and said earnestly: "I pray that the messenger of the Prosperous God will send down divine punishment to destroy the Belunjie tribe and eliminate the harm for everyone!" ”

Shopkeeper Hu talked to her for a long time, and finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter, and repeated it to Lin Yaocen and others.

It turned out that this thorny bell flower was actually the leader of the 'Kuhu' tribe, and their tribe was attacked many times by the Belun Festival, and now there are only more than thirty warriors left, and they are almost wiped out. Last night, she saw that the "divine envoy" was so powerful, and her heart shook, so she wanted to take a gamble and use the "divine power" to save the tribe.

Lin Yaocen looked at the person in charge of the scene, "What do you think?" ”

Yu Feng hesitated: "My lord, whether what this woman said is deceitful or not?" ”

The shopkeeper Hu said: "She dares to endure the cannon for a night, it doesn't seem to be a fake." ”

In fact, he "wronged" the female leader. It was entirely because she didn't know the danger of the cannonballs, and only if she didn't offend the "divine messenger", divine punishment would not fall on her.

Zhao Weisheng said: "My lord, the saint said that it is necessary to 'make less killing', this is probably not appropriate to destroy the indigenous tribes......

Lin Yaocen sneered: "Lord Zhao forgot, the first sentence of the holy oracle is 'grace and power'. If there is only grace and no might, it will only raise a group of white-eyed wolves. They are going to slaughter us all and rob us of things, how can we easily expose them! ”