Chapter 149: The Dawn of Spilled Blood (Part II)
Finally, one night in the middle of summer in 759 BC, under the leadership of Herkiri, about 170 tribes of 300,000 humans broke out in the main cities of 5 continents at the same time, the original plan was more than 1000 tribes, but under the harsh conditions and the surveillance of the demons, Helkiri's mobilization ability is really limited, but it is already hard to imagine, this can not but be said to be the luck of mankind, the people who have been suppressed for a long time roared and gathered together to become a brown torrent. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Herkiri himself led the Al-Aqsa City Uprising, and when they first encountered the demon patrol, all of them hesitated for a moment, and then let out an earth-shattering cry: "True God, tear them apart!"
At Herkiri's command, the humans who were ambushed in the demon patrol route clashed out, and the crowd quickly engulfed the demon team, turning it into a blood-colored vortex in the rage, and every time an incomplete human was knocked out, more people filled it. The whirlpool struggled for a while before it subsided, and there were dozens of human corpses beside each demon lying on the ground. But they have fallen after all. The mutilated corpse was facing the sky, as if it had not yet recovered from its surprise.
This is the first victory of humanity against the demons.
But the good didn't last long, the excited crowd lost their goal after killing all the demons in the city, and even the Al-Aqsa uprising led by Herkiri himself turned into a riot. No one blocked the news, no one organized the ranks, no one grabbed weapons. Every hungry rebel is fighting for money and food. The faith in hymns seems so weak in the face of people's primitive instincts.
"Don't rob, don't rob...... Take up the weapons in your hands, don't throw them away, take up your weapons......" Herkiri's angry cry could only reach a short distance in the confusion.
Unable to control the riot of the crowd, he screamed for a long time, but to no avail, he said disappointedly: "I looked around blankly, as if I saw a hell abandoned by the gods, I promised to bring light to everyone, but my eyes were so dark, my blank brain seemed to be baked by flames, and my hoarse voice could no longer make a sound.
I don't understand!
Why is it that Sarah, who longs for order, is always favored by Naraku?
Why is it that we say that God blesses mankind, but man is always played with by Kord.
Someone will come and rob me of my robe, let them take away the silk - even if they are naked, I will ask the gods what is all this?"
The victory of the rebels lasted only one night, and when the morning fog cleared, the swords and guns of the demons around them gradually appeared...... Herkiri's hastily organized team began to break up without withstanding a single charge from the demon infantry, and the demon victors' revelry in the city lasted for ten days, and they killed slowly, yes, slowly...... Torture humans to death one by one.
The history of mankind calls this uprising the "Dawn of Spilled Blood". Despite its military failure, scholars have glorified it as a truly fearless sacrifice. Heroic tales of this uprising continue to circulate among mankind, further inspiring humanity to awaken. Helkiri may not be a good leader, but there will always be good leaders.
Perhaps it is true as the Demon Emperor Skarui said: "Humans always say that after the darkest night, the light will come, but I think this is just a play on words, because you can never know when it is darkest." ”
Herkiri was not dead, not even wounded, and as soon as the soldiers from Al-Aqsa City were defeated, he was dragged away from the battlefield by the most loyal believers around him. And escaped after the self-sacrifice of countless people. In the years that followed, Herkiri did not speak, but resolutely fled towards Mount Kinabalu, crossing the Plains of Knife Wounds, leaving the demon-occupied area, crossing the Dragon's Back Mountains, and crossing the Sea of Drowning...... There were fewer and fewer followers around him, some absconded halfway, some were dragged away by monsters, and some volunteered to explore the road and never returned, which did not shake Helkiri's belief in going to Mount Kinabalu in the slightest. Finally, they came to the sacred mountain, but what they saw in front of them was a thousand cliffs, and there was nowhere to climb.
The crowd looked at Herkiri, and saw him take out the tattered hymn beside him, and chant aloud to the sacred mountain:
"I am the Purifier, the Light that drives away all shadows.
I am the one who unties, and I am the loose rope that cannot be entangled.
I am an exile, and I am the one who blows out the last candle of malice.
I am a fantasian, a passion that devours the flesh.
I am the Provider, the ......food for the revival of the hungry" (Hymn Believer's Prayer)
When he was singing, there was a hymn on the cliff, and a ladder hung down. Herkiri calmly ascended the ladder, and the believers shouted in unison to follow closely, only to find that the ladder was empty in their hands...... Helkiri didn't look back in the end, leaving only the desperate cries and eyes of the pious behind him. No one has ever been on the sacred mountain except Helkiri, and devout believers have recorded him going up to the sacred mountain and waiting for him at the bottom of the mountain.
No one knows if Herkiri actually saw the gods. When the devout believers climbed up the cliff, they found that the pioneer had starved to death halfway up the bare Mount Herod.
Before he died, he even ate the sheepskin of the cover of the hymn...... He also wrote in blood on the page: "Every creature imagines its own god in a wonderful way, and I have finally discovered that the filth in the holy land is also filth." ”
"Huh, starving?" said Long Cheng's surprised expression.
Harvin said: "Yes, this is what we know about the history and the later fragments. ”
Long Cheng asked, "Is there nothing to eat on the mountain of Herods, or are the gods not giving it to Herkiri?"
Pu Si also said: "Long Cheng is right, I am also very curious, I actually saw the gods, so naturally the gods will not starve to death, unless the gods do not give him something to eat." ”
"Hey, hey, hey!!!! Enna exclaimed, "What do you mean by that, are you suspicious of the gods?"
"yes, that's a dangerous way of thinking. Lace also said, "They are the gods who helped the human race to block the demons." ”
Long Cheng said: "But don't forget, the demons are the descendants of the gods, and the humans are not, and they have nothing to do with the gods. ”
Puth also said: "Yes, and the bloody words written by Herkiri before his death in the hymn are also suspicious, and the filth in the Holy Land is also filth, which seems to imply something." ”
Everyone was overwhelmed by Puth and Dragon City, and they didn't know how to answer. Jili whispered to Ryan: "Hey, hey, these two 'little ghosts' are not simple, and they can deduce doubts from this detail, just like you, Ryan." ”