Throughout the month of June, we walked along the coast through the rolling hills.

Although the terrain at the foot of the mountain and the seashore is flat, the dense forests are widespread, the heat is unbearable, and the miasma is difficult to prevent, and it is difficult for people and alpacas to walk.

Above the ridge, however, the sky is high and the view is open, with only open forests and meadows scattered among them.

Whether it is marching, sleeping, or hunting, it is very convenient.

For more than ten days, we did not meet a single native, and we could not see the slightest human fireworks as far as the eye could see.

It seems that in the whole heaven and earth, except for the mountains and dense forests, birds and beasts, there are only a dozen of us living people left.

It's a pity that there are no women with them, otherwise it is a royal paradise that is partial to the world.

Fortunately, the heavens did not abandon us, and after countless times of crossing the canyon and climbing the mountains, under the dome in the north, an incomparably magnificent sky city finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The east and south slopes of the entire cloud peak are all terraced fields and Qianmo that are connected from end to end.

Purple-red cassava blossoms and dark green buds of the valley are like colorful brocades, stretching from the edge of the dense forest at the foot of the mountain to the depths of the misty cloud peaks.

On the top of the gray-white mountaintop, there are many stone houses and regular blocks.

In the center of the Sky Castle, there is a stone pagoda that worships the heavens and a plaza for the city.

It is very similar to the Sun Temple that I met before, but it is not the same in scale.

If the temple of the sun festival in the southern mountains and wilderness is the county seat of the county, the city on the top of the mountain in front of you must be the capital or royal city of this sea country.

Instead of building cities and revitalizing agriculture in the estuary area where the terrain is flat and fertile, and the water and land transportation is convenient, they choose to live and work in peace and contentment on the remote and isolated mountains.

This way of governing the world is really unseen and unheard of, and it reminds me of a legend that has existed for a long time.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the world was flooded, and the people of the world were wiped out.

According to the teachings of Roman national Christianity, the merciful God built Noah's Ark to save all the peoples from the famine, leaving the fire of blood inheritance for future generations.

In the Eastern Han Kingdom, there are three holy monarchs who pass through the door and do not enter, divide the world into Kyushu, and lead the Chinese ancestors to open mountains and flattens, and dredge waterways.

After thirteen years, the water control was finally successful, making the rivers flow eastward and the mountains reappear.

After the flood receded, the land became a warehouse of rice and grain for the Chinese peoples.

The holy monarch Yu was revered as the "God of Yu" by later generations because of his immortal achievements in controlling water.

The ancient flood was a catastrophe shared by all living beings at the beginning of chaos, and it is estimated that this Southern Wilderness Sea Country is also in a catastrophe.

After the Flood, there was not one person left in the world.

The post-apocalyptic scene when the flood came was also deeply rooted in the bones and blood of the survivors.

But they don't have Noah's Ark, and they don't have Dayu Shengjun, who is good at controlling water, how can they survive in the era of famine?

With the help of ancient memories, the indigenous ancestors of this sea country found the easiest way to move to the highlands.

The tribal homeland is placed on the top of the high mountain, and the five grains and mulberry hemp, which the world depends on, are planted on the slopes of the mountain.

Let it flood wildly, and the rolling waves will not be higher than the lonely peak.

Since then, a high cliff and cloud peak deep in the mountains has become the habitat of an indigenous tribe.

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The Yunfeng tribe united and ruled, and it became a projectile sea country.

This is where the city in the sky in front of us comes from, otherwise it is really difficult to understand why the barbarian natives want to make this mountain their home, and they are not grass robbers who occupy the mountains as kings.

"It's spectacular! Hahaha! Virtuous brother! What are you thinking? ”

Brother Lin stood in the wind, holding my shoulders and laughing lovingly, he hadn't been so happy for a long time.

"Hehe, I'm imagining a long time ago!"

I straightened the quiver behind my back before I came out of my momentary thoughts.

"The young master must have thought of Beroeia! The city-state of Herat! Maybe you also think of the beautiful Demir Protector! Hahaha! ”

Qin Chong guessed wildly, and there was some truth.

"Heaven must not be revealed! Hehe! Everyone guess if there are any gods living on this sky city! ”

Look at the mountains running dead horses, and there is a wide canyon between the two mountains.

As far as I can see, we will not be able to climb to the top of the opposite hill before dark without hurrying our way.

The magical sea country, the heart-warming wild maiden, the wonderful staple food, and the peerless landscape.

After more than half a month of eating and sleeping in the open, all of them are like savages, and this exotic and gentle township will definitely comfort me.

The slightest bit of fireworks in the world is full of temptation for us.

So there's no need for anyone to rush, everyone can't wait.

Hurried through the thorny mountain meadows and headed down the mountain.

There is a small river in the canyon, and on the opposite bank is the terraced fields of the indigenous people.

Walk up the wild path between the acres, and then cross two or three bare ridges, and you will find the sky city on the top of the mountain.

"The royal city is also a fortress, how can there be no gold and stone workshops to build ordnance? Brother Xian, do you say yes or no! ”

On the way down the mountain, Brother Lin reminded him of the same old tune, and it seemed that the matter of Xuantie had really become a piece of his heart.

"Big brother! In my opinion, the indigenous sea kingdoms of this continent are at least five hundred years behind our Han land! They are still in the Shang and Zhou era, when the big countries and the people are widowed! Use stone tools, no traders, live in a corner, self-sufficient! It's hard to find iron tools here! ”

In order to dispel Brother Lin's idea of looking for an ironworker, I slapped a basin of cold water on the head of this benevolent brother, so as not to be too disappointed after he went up the mountain, which made everyone unhappy.

"Without the Darkiron Workshop, we're going to do something in Stone City! Not going! Spend the night at the bottom of the mountain! ”

Brother Lin was really unhappy, and used the long sword in his hand to slash open the branches that stood in the way.

"Master, everyone is tired all the way, so let these guys go to the indigenous city to have a good time and recover some strength, hehe."

Although Tian Bo was old, he was very capable, and when he saw that his master was disappointed, he hurriedly comforted him.

"Big brother, there's no need to worry about the matter of Xuantie! You see, our prey is coming! Tonight, barbecue meat and potato wine in Wangcheng Square, and then find three or five beautiful wild girls to accompany you, hahaha! People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and there is wine today and drunk today! ”

was talking to Brother Lin Xuan, and suddenly saw a group of elk returning from the south of the mountain, rushing towards the back mountain, and was about to disappear into the dense forest ahead.

How could the eagle-like Qin Chong and the pot helmet let go of such an opportunity, they had already outflanked them from the left and right, the iron bowstring screamed with feathers and arrows, and the two adult male deer fell to the ground in response.

Lin Qing and Brother Chun, the descendants of maritime merchants, are good at sea fishing, but hunting on land is indeed a layman.

He has already admired Qin Chong's magic marksmanship and admired the five bodies, and he is even obsessed with the barbecue night banquet under the starlight.

Therefore, every time they hunt, they are willing to do it, picking up the prey, skinning and cleaning up, preparing spices and salt, putting on the barbecue, and other tasks, they will all be covered by the fart.

Listen to what I said, there will be beautiful women by your side tonight, and these guys are all happy like fairies.

As everyone knows, the biggest crisis since the arrival of the New World is about to erupt before our eyes.

I remember that it was around dusk, and the birds that had returned to their nests in the dense forest below suddenly scattered in all directions, and then there was a earth-shaking noise on both sides of the valley.

Qin Chong and I, and Guo Helmet all had the experience of leading troops to the battlefield and fighting on the battlefield, and such a scene is too familiar.

In the pass, the two military horses have met in a narrow way, and the life-and-death struggle is only between the first line.

If nothing else, the winner can be decided in half an hour.

In this way, you have me, I have you, and the hand-to-hand battle has always been the most cruel.

It was really full of corpses and rivers of blood, comparable to purgatory on earth.

Brother Lin and they have been walking on the sea all year round, and they have never seen a real attack from friend to foe.

So they were all nervous for a while, for fear that the cold arrows of both sides would hit their bodies.

"Brother Xian, what should we do?"

Brother Lin asked timidly, and as he spoke, the indigenous sergeants who were fighting fiercely had already swarmed in front of him.

We are located in the open area of the canyon, and it is also the necessary place to retreat back to the mountains.

Anyone who knows a little about the art of war can see that by occupying this platform first, they will grasp the initiative on the battlefield.

Condescendingly, you can attack and defend, and there is a way to escape.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the natives on both sides are in the middle of the battle, and the battlefield is shifted from the narrow valley mouth and shallows here.

"Don't panic, everyone, listen to my command! Qin Chong, pot helmet! You two are the strikers, responsible for stopping the enemy in front of you! Big brother, you are in charge of organizing the retreat! In case we can't resist it, you can lead the crowd to run along the way they came! The place where we camped last night was our meeting place for tonight! Listening to this formation, the total strength of the enemy and us is only a thousand people, and they can't consume there! ”

The urgency of the situation does not allow for the slightest hesitation, and I have finished laying out the offensive and defensive strategies in a few words!

"How many people on the other side can hear it, Brother Xian is really a soldier!"

After all, Brother Lin is also a hero, and what he is worried about is the old and weak guys in the team.

After listening to my arrangement, he calmed down, drew the long sword behind his back and prepared to fight.

"Brothers, I'm afraid of hair! Let's come and see the fun! These natives have no war horses and long knives, no strong crossbow feather arrows, and the strongest heavy weapons are only wooden sticks and stone knives! There's no way to fight this battle, hahaha! With the strength of my Qin Chong alone, I can kill him and throw away his armor! ”

Qin Chong's iron bow was already equipped with five feather arrows, and he couldn't help but laugh when he stood on a high place to detect the battle ahead.

I also realized that this is not a successful conquest of a state, just like two aggressive families fighting.

Despite the spectacle of the spectacle, the shouts of killing, and the blurred flesh and blood of the sergeants on both sides, very few people actually died.

Unless they are slashed into a critical place, these wooden gees and stone knives cannot kill people.

(End of chapter)

Shang and Buddha