In the years of war, the Ezo population has suffered a lot of losses, and there is a lot of pressure on the women and men.

But on the way to escape, she was still listening to their saliva belittled the "ability" of the men of the Fusang mountain people, and disdained their "expression" in the autumn festival of the moonlight forest - the Fusang people still need tobacco medicine to help their fun, so that they can collectively hold a reproduction festival in front of the gods with their own women, which is really too embarrassing for men.

As a woman, listening to these explicit discussions, it is indeed necessary to silence them.

She needs to let these new semi-civilized boys know how to get along with the women of Tangfang.

However, before she could lift the machine and give them another arrow, the back slave, who was still carrying her forward, had a calm face, suddenly turned his head, and yelled at the Ezo warriors.

This time she didn't understand, but the Ezo warriors immediately shut up.

She smiled slightly, and also put away the crossbow machine in her hand.

After scolding, he turned his head with a straight face and continued to move forward. But his gaze also squinted, and it fell on her hand. He saw the repeating crossbow arrows in her hand, which were obviously different from theirs, and he couldn't help but have complicated eyes.

Three months ago, he was bought into the Grange and immediately got a crossbow from his uncle. At that time, he already thought that the most powerful bow and arrow in the world was like this.

Now that he saw the more powerful crossbow arrow in her hand, his uncle had said that it could be fired in a single shot or in bursts, and he knew that she was complaining to him.

His Ezo warriors did not show enough respect to the female owner.

Even their combat effectiveness was questioned.

"Go to the front four, explore the way."

He commanded in a deep voice,

"Let me see those broken nets again, and when I go back, I will all go to farming!"

The Ezo man did not like farming, although his uncle Stonenu was smart enough. Now he has enough prestige, but he can't change the fact that most Ezo people are more accustomed to hunting in the ice and snow of Hokkaido.

It's like the students are more accustomed to hunting life in the mountains and forests.

They will never allow the Fuso people to burn forests and open up fields endlessly.

And she didn't care about that. She only needs the head of each village to complete the cultivation of a total of 15,000 acres of water terraces under their name, and hand over 100 catties of millet per mu.

As long as that was done, she didn't care how many warriors Stonenu was going to take out of production and let them specialize in crossbow arrows and knife skills.

Back tunu and these ten Ezo warriors. Even after the injury has healed. Obviously, there is no need to participate in the work in the fields. They just need to continue to hone their fighting skills on the battlefield.

In the process of running, she was suddenly picked up by the back slave and thrown directly over a fifteen-step wide pit.

She covered her head and face. Rolling on the spot, he climbed up along the edge of the pit, and the back slave who jumped in the air landed at the same time. He stretched out his arm to grab her again, and continued to lead her around the moonlit woods.

In front of and behind you. The blade broke through the air, and the first four and the last six were ten Ezo warriors. Silently wielding a knife and shooting arrows, protecting them.

They walked along the perimeter of the Moonlight Grove against the uninterrupted attacks along the stream.

They burst out with all their combat power, covering the back of the slaves. In order to protect her, she bypassed the autumn festival of the Fusang mountain people and went to Zhuma Temple.

Under the threat of going back to farm, their current expression is the same as the carelessness just now. Poles apart.

And at the other end of the moonlit forest, in order to get rid of the intermittent pursuit of the shengfu. Lou Yun completely accidentally broke into the woods. When he stepped into the stream outside the forest, he already knew that the wind was wafting with tobacco medicine that was urging = emotion.

He couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and finally understood why Sheng Fan was in the air on the side of Xishan Road.

They didn't find the altar.

"It seems that the people of Fuso are not stupid, and they deliberately changed the location of the sacrifice to the gods on the North Mountain Road near Tangfang-"

He sensed the approaching pursuers behind him, and one dodged behind a tree, muttering to himself.

The people of Fusang Mountain obviously realized that the daily thunder and tremor in Tangfang was not a punishment from the gods, but a powerful weapon.

This kind of weapon is enough to deter the uncivilized Shengbo tribe, so that their leaders order not to approach the North Mountain Road.

The plan of the Fuso mountain people is to secretly move the sacrifice site back to the original place, so as to ensure that their sacrifice tonight will be carried out as usual. As long as the gods bless them, their newly opened Yamada will have a bumper harvest next year.

Merely......

Lou Yun, who was hiding behind the tree, thought as he rushed out.

He stuned the pursuers with a knife handle, a lone warrior chasing after him, and he snatched the water hyacinth from his waist.

With his experience in the mountains of Southwest Yi and his empirical knowledge of herbs, he could distinguish the approximate types of smoke medicine in the wind. Although he has no antidote in his hands, this kind of aphrodisiac should be able to be alleviated with water.

As for the Shengfan who was chasing after him, whether they would reach this hidden forest because they were chasing him, or whether they would suddenly discover the sacrificial place of the Fusang mountain people, it was none of his business......

In the calm that it doesn't matter, he also chose to walk around the forest.

He leaped forward along the right bank of the stream as he watched the Fuso Bearers patrolling the edge of the woods, trying not to let them spot.

At the same time, he was relieved to realize that the bows and arrows carried by the Fuso mountain people did not pose a threat to him at all.

And behind him, in a daze, he chased after the students who didn't know about the North Mountain Road, and finally came to the vicinity of the moonlight forest.

They also smelled the aphrodisiac cigarette medicine.

Amidst the strange screams, of course they knew what this cigarette was for, and they felt the blessing of the gods again, and they were all overjoyed.

They felt it was absolutely necessary to remind all the people who were still searching for the sacrificial ground on the West Mountain Road:

The main target of their revenge today has finally been found.

The crisp birdsong in the night sky echoed from the north of the mountain to Shanxi, arousing the wave of war drums of the students.

When the chiefs and sorcerers received the message, they cursed the Fuso for their cunning in the Tibetan language, and despised them for deliberately diverting their attention.

Then, the leaders began to discuss the transfer of the warriors on the West Mountain Road to the Moonlight Forest in the north of the mountain.

The wizards made a careful promise that they would increase their magical powers. Pray for the blessing of the tribal gods, so that the warriors of all tribes will not be afraid of the lightning strikes of the gods of Tangfang.

In their eyes, what kind of revenge could be more lethal than destroying the Fuso people's sacrificial assembly?

As long as they anger their biological gods, they will not be able to sow seeds for their men and women from conceive, and as long as their sacrifices are washed in blood, there will be no gods to bless them.

And their tribes have hunted mountains and beasts for generations. You can keep it.

This is the logic of Shengbo.

Lin Haizhong's war drum trumpet order for the transfer of troops. It immediately reached Ji Qingchen's ears.

The back slave also noticed it immediately.

Although he has been recuperating from his injuries every day in the past three months, he has been preparing to fight with the students at any time and protect Tang Fang at any time

of the Grange. He was certainly familiar with the sound of their horns.

Turning his back on the slave's footsteps, he put down Ji Qingchen.

He turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw the Fusang mountain people who were pursuing them retreating in a panic like a tide.

Such a scene can be seen at a glance. The people of Fuso went to stop the Shengbo from destroying the sacrifice and preventing them from rushing into the moonlit forest.

Beitongnu immediately scolded.

Listen to the drums coming from the distance. Before they bypassed the Moonlight Forest and headed to the Zhuma Temple, the Shengbo would rush up.

The safety shortcut he managed to adjust would be blocked again.

Ji Qingchen didn't care to listen carefully, so he didn't know whether he was scolding the Fusang people for being cunning, or scolding the students for being too despicable. They actually want to destroy the rituals of other people's gods.

She thought for a moment and said:

"Separate ways!"

She immediately decided, "You go over there." ”

She pointed into the distance with one hand. Continuing around there will be a small mountain road to Zhuma Temple.

The road was too rough for her to walk. But it was enough to get them out safely.

Without her as a burden, the eleven Ezo people could successfully reach the main peak where the Zhushan Temple is located when they arrived in large numbers.

"Let's go, ...... you?"

Confused at first, she looked at the moonlit forest on the other side of the stream.

He immediately reacted that she was planning to cross the moonlight forest of the Fuso people alone.

It's closer there.

"No way!"

He categorically refused, "Linzi, there is, sacrifice." ”

He knew what the smoke was good for, and he would never agree to it if something happened to one of her women in the moonlit woods.

If something happened to her, all the great things that her uncle Stonenu had planned long ago would be in vain, and he himself would never have a chance to wash away the shame of being captured and restore his reputation as a warrior of the Ezo tribe.

The Ezo people want to learn from the Tangfang people to strike iron, learn to make crossbow arrows, and learn to make the kind of thunder that rings the dead;

They wanted to help Tang Fang continue to build more big ships in the secret harbor, and then borrow their ships to trade with the Jurchens on the other side of the sea to buy horses;

They were to make another alliance with the women of the north, and told them that they must be united;

They would also dig up the ore and stones that the female owners liked from their northern territories, and exchange them for food and weapons from the Tang Fang......

Finally, defeat the Fusang, who had encroached on their tribe's land.

-- The realization of various plans is inseparable from this female owner.

"I've been to this woods, and I've escaped."

She simply recounted that when she was only ten years old, she accidentally trespassed into this moonlit forest.

Although she didn't suffer any real damage at that time, the scene she saw in the forest was unforgettable for her life.

She didn't tell the truth to Wang Shiqiang, she didn't run away at the edge of the woods. Because at that time, the duck building mountain creatures had not been completely provoked, and they would not attack at any time.

Therefore, there are no Fusang forest guards on the edge of the woods.

On that day ten years ago, she was alone in the depths of the woods, and if it weren't for her luck, she would hardly have been able to escape......

"I can leave alone."

"Not good."

After being surprised, the back slave looked strange and shook his head heavily, indicating that as a warrior, he must not leave her a woman.

However, an experienced Ezo warrior behind him suddenly took three steps back in a row, shouting a warning, and she heard his warning, shouting:

"The smoke is wafting out! Don't breathe! ”

She immediately realized that at least one of the small altars set up in the woods in twelve directions had been attacked, so that the smoke powder would be scattered in large quantities.

"You go!"

She was alarmed, and she ignored the back slave and the ten Ezo men, and turned around to walk away from them.

Where would the back pass slave let her leave alone, his eyes were quick, and he grabbed her by the collar of the back.

He lifted her up with ease.

And her crossbow was also pressed against his throat in an instant.

Amid the angry cries of the Ezo warriors, she looked closely into his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when she made sure that his eyes were clear and calm.

He shouldn't have been caught in the smoke medicine yet, but looking at his frowning brow, he should have smelled the smoke.

"Understood?"

She stared into his eyes, "Follow you, I'm even more insecure." ”

Still holding on to her collar, she shook her head, exhaled, and seemed to have digested the trace of cigarette medicine she had just smelled, and spoke:

"Go, follow me."

Just when the two sides were deadlocked, in the night mountain wind, the wisps of smoke floated over, more and more, more and more......

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the Ezo warrior closest to the woods, and his eyes changed.

He stared at her with a red face, and suddenly pounced on her.

She backhanded an arrow that grazed his face, causing him to scream in fright, preventing his lost soul from approaching.

After being stunned, she immediately let go of her collar and smashed the Ezo warrior who looked to be no older than sixteen or seventeen years old with a punch.

He looked the youngest, and was visibly lightly affected by the cigarettes.

"Be careful on the road."

She glanced at him appreciatively, reached out and took three arrows from his quiver, and placed them in her own quiver, which was almost empty, her

Turning away, he stopped and turned his head, and reminded him in friendship,

"Just throw him into the water."

Over the years, with Ji's mother and five witches by her side, she has long known that water can alleviate the effects of the medicinal smoke.

This time, the back slave did not go after her.

He finally understood that they were a source of danger now, and although he was willing to take her away, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be halfway

Nothing wrong cuò. (To be continued)

PS: Bow and thank Miao Miaohu for the pink ticket. R655