The natives on both sides who were fighting fiercely also discovered us on the mesa at the same time.

The general raised the stone knife in his hand and screamed loudly, and the battle that was originally in full swing suddenly stopped.

After a short silence, the sergeants of both sides, who had already killed the red eye, invariably reversed their targets and flanked us in two directions.

The snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, and it seems that they have regarded us as a third-party alien who is ready to take advantage of the fisherman's profit.

Perhaps the expedition under the mountain just now was actually just a dispute within this indigenous kingdom, a family matter within the tribe.

When the kingdom is confronted with an external threat, they immediately turn their spearhead and fight against the enemy.

If that were the case, we would now be in a very dangerous place.

Moreover, the two sides could not understand each other's words, and no matter how many mouths opened their mouths, they couldn't explain that we were foreign businessmen passing by, and there was no malicious intent.

"Big brother, hurry up and take the brothers to retreat! The faster you run, the better! If you don't run, it's too late! ”

At the last moment, I waved the mulberry bow in my hand to Brother Lin and roared hoarsely.

There are more than 1,000 people on the other side, and we only have a dozen guys, and once we are surrounded and wrapped dumplings, the consequences are unimaginable.

Then hurry up and slip away! Escape from this land of right and wrong!

The indigenous sergeants in the back did not know the truth and truth, and they all bowed cautiously forward.

The result of our run like this completely exposed our own strength, and these wild men no longer had any scruples, and they surrounded us from all directions.

They are more familiar with the terrain of this mountain than we are.

Seeing that its striker had climbed the hill behind us as fast as he could, it completely cut off our retreat.

Pebbles and wooden pikes whizz like locusts from the front and sides.

The encirclement on all sides is getting smaller and smaller, and a hunt is about to be closed.

Originally, as a bystander, I didn't want to have a grudge with these natives.

So although we have longbows and feathers and arrows in hand, we have always been for self-preservation, and we have not rashly attacked.

Now it seems that he has miscalculated, but he didn't expect that watching the fire from the other side can also lead to fire, and it has become the common enemy of the original attack and attack.

If we don't organize an effective counterattack, we will die without a place to bury once we fall into the hands of these savages.

"Qin Chong! Pot helmet! I can't do much more! Let me go and kill! ”

The blood that had been dormant in the body for a long time woke up again, and it was like a bloodthirsty tiger and leopard with inexplicable pleasure.

He hunted on the road for a long time, and had actual combat experience in the Roman state.

The three of us bent our bows and arrows, and it was really like flowing water.

I once did a competition, and I shot all 200 armor-piercing feather arrows in a quiver, and it only took a cup of tea.

Accompanied by the clear chord sound of "boom boom", the painful wails of the opponent of the arrow began to rise and fall.

With such a close-range point shot, these natives do not have any heavy armor equipment, and the lethality of them can be imagined.

Brother Lin and they only have short knives and iron swords with them, and they can only use them when they are in close combat.

Seeing that the three of us were so happy, we all came to the spirit of bravery, and used the iron handle and the back of the sword to act as a war drum to encourage the morale of the army, cheering us on.

Perhaps the commander of the leading army had been shot, or was frightened by the screech of feathered arrows and the cacophony of iron tools, and the thousand or so natives were suddenly out of order.

From the original killing sound to the sky, it has become a panicked scattered escape, so the offensive and defensive reversal happened in an instant

"Qin

Punch the pot helmet! Go grab a tongue and come back and show us the way! Big brother, it seems that this city in the sky can't go! Hahaha! ”

The invading enemy has fled, and there is no grudge of its own, so there is no need to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Besides, there aren't many feathered arrows left, and if they reorganize their team to fight back, we'll be in danger!

The top priority is to get out of this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

But retreating south and re-entering the uninhabited mountains no longer makes any sense to us who are eager to return home.

So I decided to take a gamble and continue my journey north towards the populated land, through this sea country that had become enmity with us.

Qin Chong, Guo Helmet, and the others were looking around for the feather arrows that had been shot, and after listening to my order, they escorted back an indigenous boy who had already been scared stupid with an arrow wound in his arm.

"Brother Xian is amazing! Admire for my brother! Hahaha! ”

Brother Lin took a sip of the frightened potato wine, patted my arm and laughed.

"Let's go north! Brother Wei has now figured it out, even if he dies, he will die in a populated place! ”

It took a lot of effort to bandage the wounds of the native boy and make him understand what we meant.

The group also recovered the alpacas that had been scattered, and after a little planning, they hurried down the mountain and into the canyon.

The banks of the stream, where the war used to be raging, are now dead silent.

Indigenous soldiers killed or wounded in battle lay scattered on the river beach and among the meadows of the four fields.

His own provocation was the first, and when he encountered the slightest resistance, he fled in a hurry, and did not even take the wounded soldiers with him.

Is there such a war in the world?

Do they think that our foreign caravan of a dozen or so men is a strong enemy?

Now all of them have been withdrawn to the top of the hill and are holding on to the city for help?

"Amitabha! Amitabha! ”

Although it was for self-preservation, as a Buddhist disciple, I still felt remorse when I saw this scene, and I couldn't help but sing a few Buddhist verses to the western heavens.

His own strength was too weak, and he did not have the help of the Manichaeans in Sassanid Persia.

Therefore, we are powerless to help the injured in front of us.

The best option is to leave as quickly as possible so that these indigenous people can come and save themselves.

As the sun was about to set, we prepared to continue along a trail through the mountains in the northwest direction, led by an indigenous teenager.

This wild road is right on the back side of the Sky Country, and perhaps after crossing this mountain, you will enter the territory of other indigenous sea countries, and no one will know about the enemies you have inadvertently formed today.

The alpacas were led across the turbulent stream, and not far from the river, a small figure caught my attention, accompanied by a shrill cry.

I hurriedly ran over, and it turned out to be an indigenous girl about one or two or three years old.

The wrapped felt was all soaked, and the shivering and weak wailing in the evening breeze were heartbreaking.

Maybe her home was on the other side of the stream, or maybe her father had died on the beach in the distance.

"Young master! How come there's a doll here? ”

"These natives go into battle to kill the enemy, and they still carry a doll by their side! It's a surprise! Hehe! ”

Seeing that I didn't return to the team, Qin Chong and the pot helmet both ran over quickly, and they were very surprised to see this little baby in the twilight.

"Brother Xian! Put it down! In the bloody battlefield in the wilderness, there is a little baby by the river for no reason! Determined to be hoodoo! ”

Brother Lin also ran over, and when he saw me taking off my robe to wrap this poor little baby, hurry up

Lian Sheng stopped.

"Big brother! This girl is pitiful, she is about to drown, take her with you! Whether it's a person or a ghost, since it's fate, how to deal with it will wait until tomorrow! Her parents may have died at the hands of our arrows, and this is also an opportunity to atone for their sins! ”

I said resolutely, beckoned Qin Chong to take a hand, and tied the little baby to my back.

Seeing death and not saving the way of non-businessmen, if Grandpa and Uncle Su were around, they would definitely do the same.

And the first time I saw the indigenous baby, I felt that I had seen such a look somewhere.

Innocent, desperate and aggrieved, she wants to fight against the world, but a shallow stream blocks her way.

Twenty years ago, in the slave market of the king's city of Khotan, I accompanied my mother to buy the fallen princess Duo'er of Ronglu, as if it happened yesterday.

At that time, Duo'er was about the same age as this indigenous girl, at most three or four years old.

Why don't I take in this little baby as my daughter in this life like my mother did back then!

In Qingfengze's home, I already have my eldest son, Fengsu.

My son Sufeng has not been by my side for a few days since he was born, so he feels very indifferent as a father.

It's been more than two years since I left my hometown, and I rarely miss my only son.

However, when the chubby face of the indigenous baby was pressed against my back, a fatherly love that had never been felt before gushed out like a fire.

I feel that from now on, I will be the father of this doll, and I will always treat her well, protect her, and accompany her to grow up.

Strange to say, the native girl stopped crying at all, and fell asleep on my back.

Perhaps before she was separated from her father or mother, her parents carried her on her back like this, and now they regard me as her loving father.

"Brother Xian! It's cold at night in the mountains, how can you do it shirtless? Wrap it up! ”

Seeing that I insisted on keeping the girl, Brother Lin stopped dissuading him and called Uncle Tian to bring a piece of felt.

"Thank you, big brother! We can't stay here for long, so let's hurry up! ”

I wrapped the felt around my body, took the wooden stick handed by the pot helmet as a crutch, and returned to the front of the camel caravan with Brother Lin.

Qin Chong picked up the mulberry bow and arrow pot I dropped, and was responsible for breaking it with the pot helmet, Lin Qing and others.

The Aboriginal boy who was the guide had bled profusely and was now weakened.

Everyone had to take out an alpaca as his mount, led by Brother Chun.

According to the experience since going north, there is only one mountain post road near the northwest coastline, and it does not matter whether there is a guide or not.

Still take this teenager with me, Brother Lin and I have other plans.

Now walking on this strange sea continent, because there is no translator like Duo'er to accompany us, we are like blind people touching elephants.

Therefore, in the long run, it is urgent to cultivate a self-determined plan who is proficient in the indigenous wild language.

The native boy was quite clever, and he could understand what we meant with the sign language he had just spoken.

If we spend three or two months together, the indigenous boys will surely know the Yayan of the Han land like Sa Bing and Nimi of my caravan.

Tell us the customs and customs of this sea country, where is the gold mountain, where there is iron and stone.

In this way, Brother Lin's survival road to the west will be twice the result with half the effort.

(End of chapter)

Shang and Buddha