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Chapter 248 Chapter 248 Palm War and Aliens

The fire burned, sending up smoke that dispersed into the gloomy sky.

There were cries and screams, and people in coarse cloths fled in fear.

Behind them, the aliens riding on the backs of ferocious beasts looked arrogant, holding weapons and looking at the people of the tribe in a joking manner.

"God, save your people." An old man knelt in front of the bronze statue in the center of the tribe, his expression sad and pious.

He put his hands together and did not feel panicked by the footsteps of the aliens.He lowered his head, closed his eyes slightly and prayed.

People from the tribe kept running past him, staggering and struggling, and then their bodies were stabbed by the aliens who caught up.

The women's pleading and moaning sounded among the tribe, accompanied by the proud smiles of the aliens.The entire tribal territory is like a hell on earth, where cruelty and injustice are rampant.

The old man closed his eyes and shed tears. He was already very old, and even if he survived, he would only be able to survive for a while.

"If you can exchange my life for salvation, then God, please take me away."

He slowly leaned down, and beside him there was the slow sound of animal hooves hitting the ground, and the rich hoarse voice sounded: "Old man, your gods can't save you."

"God will not forgive you, the villains of a foreign race." The old man opened his eyes. Although his eyes were dull, they were exceptionally clear, like a clear spring in the desert.He looked at the fish-man's face covered with tentacles. There was no anger or hatred, only endless silence.

This is a priest who has no desires and desires. He is not afraid of death or survival.

"You can think about it, Hehe. We will kill all the men in your tribe, and we will take your women back and treat them well." The alien general turned his face, and his subordinates robbed a young girl on the beast. , tearing open her cloth.

In the girl's feeble scream, he acted recklessly and revealed everything under the statue of the god.

"Your gods can't protect you!" He looked at the old man and said fiercely.

"Sin will always be punished accordingly."

The old man no longer looked at the girl. He could not suppress the trembling of his fingers. This is the sorrow of the weak.

"Then I'll wait for God to punish me!" The foreign general looked at the statue, swung his sword and struck the waist of the statue, causing a crack in the bronze statue.

"But so!"

He turned to look at the old man on the ground, walked slowly over with the beast under him, and looked at him with a long knife in his hand.

"Now you can be with your god."

His face only showed the calmness of going to death, and the old man didn't care about the sound of death.

But at this moment, a strange horn sounded in the distance.

The foreign general stopped his movements and looked at the distant hillside of the tribe with some doubts.

The golden flag fluttered, and the dragon totem flew high with the sound of wind.

The blood-colored cloak made a sound, and the strong horses sneezed and the sound of iron hoofs appeared in the sight of the aliens.

The person standing at the front was wearing black armor, and his long hair was entangled with ribbons, and the strands were floating behind him.

She looked coldly at the tribe with blazing fire below the hillside, and pulled out a long red sword from her waist.

"Kill!" The sword pointed forward, and although the sound was shallow, it was like a spark igniting a prairie fire.

"kill--!"

The overwhelming shouts came, even the violent waves were eclipsed by them.

The earth trembled at that moment, the blood-colored cloaks fluttered, and halberds stood side by side like a forest.Countless black-robed and armored cavalry rushed down the hillside, like a mighty river unstoppable.

Horse hooves brought up the soil, grass spikes flew, and the distance turned into nothingness at this moment.

The foreigners looked at the cavalry galloping down in horror, and the horses neighed in fear.

They never imagined that they would face death at the happiest moment.Those clothes that have never been seen before, those strange weapons.

"Stay steady! Don't panic! Prepare to meet the enemy!" The foreign general swallowed, and his originally arrogant face now looked a little pale.

The aliens barely stabilized their formation, raised their crude weapons, and prepared to face the enemy.Even with the leader holding down the formation, everyone was powerless in the face of such a rapid impact.

"The Ancestral God is watching us!" The foreign general raised his sword and roared, urging the beast to charge towards the black-robed cavalry.

"For the Ancestor God!"

Thousands of foreigners followed behind him, and in an instant the two giant currents merged.

The horse neighed, blood flew everywhere, and people kept falling off the horse.Screaming death, returning to dust.

In just a few breaths, the alien general had already lost one of his arms.

He raised his sword with one hand and looked at the motionless cavalry in front of him in disbelief.He has experienced countless life and death battles, but has never encountered such a desperate tribesman.It seemed that the equipment on their bodies was extremely hard and the halberds in their hands were extremely sharp.In just a brief battle, his subordinates suffered heavy casualties.

With a powerful physique, extremely calm coordination, and discipline that even foreigners would find unbelievable, this is simply the legendary demon god.

Enduring the severe pain, he looked at the corpses of his men scattered on the ground, but no one from the other side was injured.

"Who are you? Tai Cang can't have such a powerful army, who are you!!" He roared, staring at the silent cavalry unwillingly.

The opponent has raised his halberd and his horse is ready to move.

The foreign general knew that he had no way out. He originally expected that the elite troops he brought out could tear a gap and escape. Now it seems that this idea is really ridiculous.

He took a deep breath and held the long knife in front of him.A few scattered people gathered around him, holding their heads high.

"For the Ancestor God!"

Charge again, with the final despair on his face covered with blood.

"Give them a good burial." The woman's gentle voice ordered.

Countless crossbows sounded, and the black-robed cavalry raised their crossbows.

"Zheng-"

Black arrows rained down, and the bandits turned into hedgehogs and fell to the ground.

Everything ended in a short period of time, leaving only the tribal stronghold where the fire was still blazing and the cries continued.

The delicate boots stepped on the blood-filled earth, and the black cloak was embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns, wrapping the engraved armor.

Jiang Wenji put her hand on the sword and looked at the old man kneeling in front of her.

He worshiped Jiang Wenji devoutly, his trembling lips hesitating to speak.Hua Lao's eyes were fixed on this beautiful woman, and her black hair was swaying in the breeze.

"Holy kings, the tribal priests of Guyuan clan send their greetings."

The priest leaned down and kissed the ground, welcoming Jiang Wenji with the most solemn etiquette.

Such extravagant and luxurious clothes and extremely powerful army are the majesty that can only be possessed by the kings of Tai Cang.

"Get up." A light voice sounded in the priest's ears, and he got up from the ground with his waist bent.

Jiang Wen on the side looked at this tribal stronghold. Relying on water sources and fertile land, this place was already considered a large tribe. Not only was the terrain excellent, but it could also build a city with a population of 10 people.

"Noble kings, can you know your sacred name?"

The old man asked cautiously, without any of his previous fearless attitude.

"How presumptuous! Do you barbarians know your king's name?!" Before Jiang Wenji could speak, the red-robed guard beside her shouted angrily.

Jiang Wenji raised her hand to signal the guards not to say anything.

Looking at this old man who showed no timidity at all, Jiang Wenji smiled.A person who upholds integrity does not mess up his mind. The old man is not an ordinary person, but a talent.

"Gu is Tai Cang Heavenly King Jiang, are you willing to surrender to Gu?"

(End of this chapter)