As the minutes passed, countless bonfires were lit inside and outside the camp, illuminating the entire night sky red. The natives on both sides obviously had concerns about the existence of the other party, and maintained a certain degree of restraint, neither of them made any more moves, and the two sides did not relax their vigilance, fearing that the other party would attack them at any time.

The sound of "roar roar" came from the camp of the two natives, and countless natives gathered around the fire, shirtless, with aprons made of animal skins and reeds around their waists, their faces covered with colorful grease, weapons made of branches and stones in their hands, and their mouths rhythmically muttered with some kind of unknown voice, as if praying for something.

This kind of ritual that resembles a dance but is not a dance is very common on Qiumei Island, Zhen Shi and Zhen Thirty-one watched from a distance, and they couldn't help but be infected by the momentum of the natives.

"What are you doing here?"

"Don't know? However, the last time I saw this kind of ritual was when we first landed on Kokumi Island, I think it must be an ancient religion! ”

"Yes...... What do I think of these natives not sleeping tonight? ”

Zhen Shi looked up at the night sky, it was almost the third watch now, and the aborigines had been carrying out this ritual for more than an hour, and the natives inside and outside the camp had used this ritual to have some kind of competition, but the two of them couldn't understand it.

"Wait!"

"These natives aren't going to be partying!"

"Say what? Two groups of hostile natives are carnivaling together, are your brains made of tofu", Zhen Shi said in a deep voice: "I'm thinking, this may be a bloodless contest between the natives, just like the dragon boat race in the Tang Dynasty!" ”

Zhen Thirty-one was a little unconvinced: "This is what you said, that means that the two groups of natives can't fight?" ”

"Ugh! Traitors ....... ”

Zhen Shileng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of something, this battle was a bit passive, the key was that his side did not have enough understanding of the natives, and he had forgotten about the capture of prisoners until now.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

It's not that Zhen Shi was negligent, but he was attacked by the natives who suddenly went crazy, and forgot about this matter, just when he was arguing with Zhen Thirty-one just now, when he talked about indigenous customs, he suddenly thought about it again, the original plan was to find some local natives, through local rape, to attract and entice some natives to cooperate with himself, this method Zhen Thirty-one used, since he didn't remind himself.

"You...... Why don't you alert me? ”

"Ahem! I also forgot about this matter", Zhen Thirty-one had a shy and apologetic face, he really forgot about this matter, "If you don't say it, I can't remember it, so let's wait until tonight, I'll help you catch a few traitors and come back!" ”

Zhen Shi didn't know what to say anymore, such a big thing, both of them forgot about it, and they wouldn't be laughed to death by others when they said it!

The two complained to each other, and time passed slowly, and the strange dance rituals of the natives continued until the fourth watch was gradually over, and the surrounding area of the camp returned to peace.

"Action!"

Zhen Shi opened his eyes and pushed Zhen Thirty-one beside him, the two of them insisted until now, their spirits were a little sluggish, but their eyes soon lit up.

"These indigenous spirits are so good, Lao Tzu can't support them anymore?"

"Less nonsense, go and inform the others, get ready to fight?"

Zhen Thirty-one said with some reluctance: "I'll take people around the back of the natives, you attack from the front, and leave the matter of capturing the prisoners to me!" ”

Zhen Shi is now reluctant to argue with Zhen Thirty-One over these things, Zhen Thirty-one is obviously suspected of stealing credit, but at this time cooperation is the key, reminding: "Okay! You take 800 men to block the back road of the natives, and we use the sound of explosions as a signal to attack the natives together, remember not to let these natives escape back to the forest? ”

"Don't worry! If one escapes, I'll be punished with a glass of wine," Zhen Thirty-one sneered.

Zhen Shi rolled his eyes, he was too lazy to grind his teeth with Zhen Thirty-one, and hurriedly waved his hand to let Zhen Thirty-one go and notify the follow-up soldiers to land.

Late at night, most of the natives in the camp were already exhausted, and after Zhen Shi disappeared during the day, although the natives found that Zhen Shi and the others left by boat, they did not dare to enter the camp easily.

These days, the battle between the natives and Zhen Shi made the natives frightened, realized the strength of Zhen Shi, and finally was beaten only dared to harass at night, and did not dare to fight with Zhen Shi head-on, Zhen Shi suddenly disappeared and left, the natives were a little dazed, and only after confirming that Zhen Shi really left, did they have the courage to rush into the camp.

Time passed in the aborigines' grind, and the whole day was so frightened that the natives fought for the spoils of war, and finally the natives of different forces on both sides began to confront each other, draining the last drop of energy in the natives' bodies, and only in the fourth watch did they all fall asleep, completely unaware that there were countless pairs of eyes, staring at themselves like dead people.

Three fires were lit under the cliffs five or six miles from the camp, and about a quarter of an hour or so, dozens of clippers came silently from the dark night, and soon a figure appeared on the beach, except for the sound of the sea crashing against the reef echoing in the silent night, and no noise could be heard.

The stars in the sky blinked, curiously watching this scene under the sky, watching countless people appear on the beach, and seeing these people disappear into the night like long snakes, and finally when their claws emerge from the night, they have appeared behind the indigenous camp.

I don't know how long it took, but when a white belly appeared at the end of the sky and the sea, suddenly a loud thunderous sound fell from the sky, as if the earth trembled at this moment, and even the beasts hiding in the forest let out a terrified roar at this moment!

"It's ......."

Zhen Thirty-one, who was hiding in the grass, jumped up as if he had been pricked by a needle, he didn't know that if he wasn't far away from the explosion point, the shock wave caused by the explosion would hurt all the internal organs of the person lying on the ground.

"Damn, how much gunpowder did Lao Shi bury in the camp, obediently burrowed, scared Lao Tzu to death!"

Zhen Thirty-one stood up and patted the dust on his body, tidied up his military uniform, looked up at the distance with a shocked face, a mushroom cloud appeared in his pupils, and he could feel the breath of death as long as he glanced at it.

"Not bad! This battle is a little interesting", Zhen Thirty-one slowly raised his hand, and there was a panic in the aboriginal camp not far away, and countless natives woke up from their sleep, looking at the mushroom cloud rising in the camp with the same shock as Zhen Thirty-one, and actually forgot that they should flee from this place as soon as possible at this time, and they were doomed to the fate of these natives.

"Thunderbolt launch!"

"Don't let go of a native, catch a native, reward the ......, attack!"

(End of chapter)