Chapter 9: Hunting Barbarians

  Staring at the long spear that was thrust straight into his heart, the puppy only felt a cold air rising from his feet to the top of his head, and his whole body stiffened.

  On the side, villagers looked over here, and two sturdy men shouted and rushed towards this place. However, those savage birds were wildly attacking the villagers, how could they rush over for a while? Even if there was no one blocking the way, they were too far away and couldn't make it in time to rescue the puppy.

  Don't beg for mercy. Just as the long spear was three inches from the puppy's heart, his body suddenly bounced back, like a bullet flying out of the barrel, and plunged into the arms of the wild man, with the sharp tip deeply inserted into the wild man's heart, piercing through his body.

  With a light tap of her left hand on the long spear, the innate spiritual water ring stirred up a whirlpool, turning a section of the long spear over a foot long into powder.

  The Tianhua Exchange Gate's door plaque was cast from a piece of pre-heavenly true water spirit stone, passed down to that mysterious person who obtained the "Thief's Scripture". It contains a strand of pre-heavenly true water spirit energy, which is why Wu Qi's cultivation of the "Thief's Scripture" Seven Mysterious Spirit Building Technique starts with the Water Source Chapter.

  Born of heaven and earth, it is the softest and weakest of all things. In its gentleness, nothing in the world can match it; in its strength, nothing in the world can surpass it.

  Just like the vast ocean, no matter how much thunder and lightning strikes or a great mountain presses down on it, not a single drop of water is lost. But once a tsunami forms in the ocean, the rushing waves can destroy cities and countries, sweeping away mountains as if they were mere palm fronds. Similarly, just as dripping water can pierce through stone and melt an iceberg, it can also crush everything under the weight of Mount Tai, reducing it to dust.

  Just a single palm, and the True Water Spirit Ring had already brought forth a whirlpool of power. Even a piece of raw iron would be crushed into powder, let alone these wild men's long spears made from tree vines? Although these tree vines were exceptionally resilient, they couldn't withstand a single strike from him.

  With the highly toxic thorn entering his body, the Bird Barbarian's body shuddered, and polluted blood spurted out of his seven orifices. His body suddenly shrunk into a lump of flesh.

  Pull out the thorn, don't beg! Facing the dumbfounded puppy, he shouted loudly: "If you don't want to die, pick up your sword and fight them to the death!"

  The puppy was stunned, suddenly grabbed the long sword and made a loud cry, swinging it wildly in front of him. This sword almost didn't split Mu Qi, fortunately he shrunk his neck, the blade tightly attached to his scalp and swept past. The violent big sword rolled up a violent whirlwind, bringing a blood mark on Mu Qi's scalp.

  "Puppy!"

  Mo Qi was cursed loudly, and a loud noise was heard. A bird-like barbarian who had just raised his long spear to stab Mo Qi was slapped flying by Dogzi with one sword. These bird-like barbarians were short in stature and not very strong, but their bodies were agile. Facing Dogzi's astonishing brute force, the barbarian let out a mournful cry, his long spear was cut off at the waist by the big sword, and he himself flew out for tens of meters, swaying back and forth.

  "Kill the barbarians! Kill the barbarians! Kill the barbarians!"

  Here, Wu Qi and Gou Zi had just resolved their own troubles, when several elders of the Meng Village gathered together, loudly shouting.

  At that moment, the sound was like thunder, thousands of strong men and thousands of robust women responded in unison, the roar of "killing barbarians" shook the river water to churn up.

  Hundreds of villagers were surrounding and killing the Bird Barbarians, while hundreds more were gripping their weapons and charging towards the suspension bridge. More than a hundred Bird Barbarians had already crossed the bridge, letting out strange cries as they charged towards this side. If they couldn't be stopped near the bridgehead, once all the Bird Barbarians rushed into the village, even if they could ultimately be defeated, Meng Village would still be finished.

  Two elderly men took the lead on horseback, bringing the villagers to rush to the bridge head. Although these two elderly men were already old and couldn't straighten their waists, their strength was not inferior to that of the young villagers, and their moves were even more cunning and sinister, every move aimed at the vital parts of those wild people.

  Two whips of Li rose up a cluster of black wind, two clan elders shouted and rushed to the bridgehead. Wherever they passed, more than a dozen wild men were beaten to death by their whips, just like two raging tigers, leading a group of tiger cubs to madly kill and sweep away those who blocked them.

  Those savages were not willing to show weakness either. They also shouted loudly and fought fiercely, with their eyes red and mingled with the villagers of Mengcun Village in a chaotic battle.

  The villagers of Mengcun wanted to drive the bandits back to the floating bridge, but the bandits were determined to guard the bridgehead and not let the villagers approach. They only hoped that more of their companions would rush into the village to kill and plunder. The two sides fought fiercely at the bridgehead, and in an instant, dozens of people on both sides were killed, with blood and flesh scattered all over the ground.

  Suddenly, the leader of the savages on the opposite bank of the river let out a strange laugh. He pulled out a bone knife and chopped off his own little finger, stuffing it into the mouth of the pale green skull beside him. The small skull chewed on the finger, its body suddenly swelling by more than one circle.

  A strange howl sounded, and the swollen skull opened its mouth, spewing out a dozen or so dark green fireballs in one breath.

  Flames roared, a fireball rapidly swept across the river surface and plunged into the ranks of the Mongol troops.

  Two tribal leaders shouted "Carnage!", and a dozen fireballs exploded simultaneously, engulfing over a hundred Mong Village warriors in flames. In just a few breaths, they were reduced to ashes. The Mong Village formation was thrown into chaos, as more savages charged across the suspension bridge, laughing maniacally, raising their large knives and long swords, hacking and slashing at the villagers like chopping vegetables.

  A shrill cry pierced the air as a village woman was swooped up into the sky by a large eagle and suddenly dropped from an altitude of over 1,000 meters. In just two or three breaths, more than 300 village women plummeted to the ground, smashing into pulp. Dozens of other village women were thrown into the crowd of villagers in Meng Village, killing and injuring over a dozen people who couldn't dodge in time.

  Don't beg for mercy, he silently threw down the puppy and charged towards those savage birds with a spear in hand.

  Slash quickly, slash, use the fastest speed to slash!

  One after another, the savage birds shrieked as they were pierced through the throat and heart, falling to the ground dead.

  Several birdmen leaders clearly saw the movement of Meng Qi's thrust, and they tried their best to swing their long spears to block the thrust. However, as soon as the spear touched the long spear infused with the True Water Spirit, the long spear was like a small boat trapped in a whirlpool, uncontrollably tilting to one side. The spear almost didn't encounter any obstruction, and lightly pierced through the bodies of these birdmen.

  His body slightly leaned forward, his arms rolled inwards with a loud whooshing sound, as if he had broken through the dam and was rushing over the ranks of the Bird Barbarian savages. In just three to five breaths' time, Wu Qi killed thirty-seven Bird Barbarians at an astonishing speed.

  The villagers around cheered in unison, and dozens of Mongolian men followed closely behind Wu Qi, coordinating with him to slaughter these barbarians. The broad knives and swords were swung wildly, and the barbarian savages who were beaten by Wu Qi's crazy stabbing were crying out in unison, and in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred barbarian savages fell to the ground and died.

  The remaining bird barbarians shrieked in terror, their mouths continuously emitting sharp eagle cries. Nearly a hundred large eagles hastily swooped down from the sky, wanting to escort these bird barbarians as they retreated.

  The chieftain of the savages on the other side of the river burst into a furious roar, angrily cursing these unreliable bird barbarians.

  But in the blink of an eye, the leader of the savages burst into a mad laugh again. Because with his previous barrage of fireballs, more than 700 savages had already charged across the suspension bridge and into the village of Mengcun. The villagers were retreating step by step, on the verge of being broken through by the savages.

  Heavily panting, the savage leader's seven orifices flowed with blood, especially his left hand, which had been severed at the root of his fingers, bleeding profusely. After summoning that miserable green skull, the savage leader paid a huge price. Seeing that his own tribe was already in a stable advantageous position, the savage leader shouted and yelled for a while before finally exhausting himself and falling to the ground with a thud.

  Panting, the leader of the savages let out a loud roar: "The most beautiful women, leave ten for me! Whoever dares to steal one, I'll castrate him!"

  The dozen or so guards around the leader of the savages looked at their own leader, and one by one, they took a few steps in the direction of the floating bridge. The savage leader's eyes rolled over, and he hastily ordered: "Go to the village, keep an eye on those bastards! The ten most beautiful women are mine! The finest hemp cloth is mine! The best porcelain is mine! The ten plumpest children are mine! Go, don't let them grab things randomly!"

  The guards cheered and rushed towards the pontoon bridge with haste.

  The leader of the savages had a string of saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, he stared blankly in the direction of Meng Village and smiled foolishly: "Water spirit woman!"

  From the rear forest, a iron rod crossbow arrow shot out, hitting the leader of the savages on the back of his head, penetrating his skull. A faintly glowing rune on the arrowhead flashed, and with a loud "bang", half of the savage leader's body was blown to smithereens.

  The moment the savage leader died, the black smoke and ghastly green skulls swirling around him let out a sharp, mournful howl and shot straight up into the sky.

  A six-inch-long talisman shot out from the forest, accurately and precisely sticking to the pale green skull. A faint white light flashed by, and the pale green skull let out a groan as it fell to the ground, heavily landing on the earth and unable to move again.

  A team of nearly a hundred sturdy men rushed out of the forest, led by a burly man wearing a leather armor and wielding a giant nine-ring broadsword. The man was over eight feet tall, with a waist circumference of around six feet, his entire body covered in bulging muscles. He swung his sword and shouted to the sky: "Brothers, kill the barbarians! The latest price for guarding the city is one hundred coins per barbarian head!"

  Almost a hundred sturdy men shouted in unison: "Kill the barbarians! Kill the barbarians!"

  With a loud shout, these men flew to the other end of the pontoon bridge, formed into three rows, and simultaneously drew out the heavy crossbows they had been carrying on their backs, sealing off the pontoon bridge.

  About a thousand barbarians had already rushed into Meng Village, while the others were still crowded on the floating bridge. From time to time, some barbarians were squeezed off by their companions and fell into the river, becoming food for the fish. These barbarians were eager to rush into Meng Village to burn, kill and loot, where could they still care about kinship and brotherhood? They rushed and collided with each other, just like a can of sardines, blocking the floating bridge so that water couldn't pass through.

  Water cannot pass through, but a strong crossbow can.

  A group of men rushed out of the forest, using powerful crossbows that were so powerful they were terrifying. All you could hear was a loud "thud" as dozens of arrows shot out at once. Each arrow pierced through the bodies of the barbarians with a smooth whooshing sound, and it would take at least three to five people's bodies for an arrow to exhaust all its power.

  These Han soldiers used the method of triple-loop shooting, one row firing, one row preparing, and one row re-stringing. The crossbows were almost continuously fired without any pause, and in the blink of an eye, they killed all the barbarians on half of the floating bridge.

  The fish in the river were just about to tear apart the corpses of these savages that had fallen from the bridge, when the leader, a burly man, was busy taking out a large package of medicinal powder from his backpack and sprinkling it into the river. A pungent smell spread out, and the fish in the river quickly turned around and left, not daring to stay here any longer.

  That big Han laughed wildly: "One barbarian head is one hundred coins, how can you let them eat like this? Brothers, work hard to kill the barbarians! Go back to the city and find a few little girls to have fun with! Haha, we're going to make a fortune this time!"

  Those robust men burst into laughter in unison, shouting "good" one after another. Their mouths were filled with endless laughter, but their hands moved without any disorder, each one drawing the bow and shooting arrows in an orderly manner, stepping on the thick blood to walk onto the floating bridge, coldly reaping the lives of those savages.

  Those poor savages were packed tightly on the floating bridge, with no room to dodge, and under the hail of powerful crossbow bolts, hundreds of them were killed in a matter of half a cup of tea.

  The villagers shouted in unison: "The hunters of the southern barbarians have come, children, kill the barbarians!"

  The villagers of Meng shouted loudly, and the wild men all changed color!

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