Chapter 30: aborigines
Chapter 30 Indigenous
On the side of the Baisen Mountains near the sea, countless towering giant redwoods seem to tower into the clouds.
These incredibly tough giant trees with an average height of more than 100 meters are natural battleship keels, and giant redwood trees that are more than 150 years old, whether they are demonized or not, can be equivalent to sublimation spiritual plants. Hundreds of thousands of redwoods The network formed by the connection of giant trees can even be constructed into a natural spiritual energy field, with a hazy awareness of the trees.
When the Southern Exploration Group of the Empire arrived in the redwood forest area of the South China Sea in the past, they were overjoyed immediately, thinking that they had found an excellent natural battleship base and built the predecessor of Port Harrison.
Whether it is the vast sea of redwood forests, or the deep-water port with an excellent location along the river and the sea, it is what a large coastal city needs. At that time, the Empire Exploration Group believed that they would build in the remote South Ridge Build a great port and build this place into the largest commercial city in the southern province, and the frontier of human beings will continue to advance to the unknown South China Sea because of their exploration.
Not only that, the uncultivated Baisen Mountains are wild and primitive, but they also hide unimaginable treasures—the psionic field itself will slowly condense the natural source, allowing more sublimation with strange effects Plants were born, and under the root system of some sea of trees that may have been rooted for thousands of years, solidified high-purity element crystals, or even source quality gemstones, may have already condensed.
Here, there are fruits that can cure all diseases, sap that can live and die human flesh and bones, sublimated mineral veins buried under the earth, warcraft bones that are more precious than gold in the deep lair, and fertile land...
Perfect place for pioneers looking to make a new home.
But they miss an extremely important point.
That is the aborigines who have settled in the redwood forest for generations.
Those who worship the tree group consciousness, worship the powerful local monsters and aliens, and settle in the lush redwood forest with more than a hundred hostile cannibal indigenous tribes.
Although primitive, the aborigines have primitive strength and superb hunting skills, and there are also sublimators called shamans among them. They have the ability to mobilize the local spiritual energy field, cooperate with or even control monsters to fight.
Next, what happens is war.
The fighting and killing between the natives and the imperial pioneer group has not completely ended until today. Several of the most hostile tribes around Port Harrison have been wiped out. The monsters and primitive tree spirits they worshiped were killed and burned, and their bodies were killed It was decomposed into materials and reused, and most of the other indigenous tribes that still existed were relatively mild and willing to trade with the imperial people.
But on the contrary, the imperial people cannot enter their "holy land" at will and recognize their autonomy. Otherwise, the empire may not lose, but Harrison Port is destined to be destroyed.
So now, the two sides have a clear territorial division, and each does not go beyond the threshold.
In the evening, on the west bank of Port Harrison, on the banks of the Ewok River, a group of redwood natives gathered among the deep and dense branches, leaves and bushes of the jungle.
There were fifteen of them in total, most of them looked indifferent, as if they were waiting for something. And all the aboriginal faces and bare skin have long or short weird lines, these lines allow them to better hide in the dense forest, and at the same time, the ancient blessings contained in them can also bring them more or less the power of.
"Shaman Achetu, three other hunters are dead."
Not long after, taking advantage of the gradually dimming night, a hunter with the same tattoo all over his body quietly emerged from the shadow in the direction of Harrison Port. He communicated with his companions with simple words and gestures: "The imperial people have not responded, and we Those who have negotiated have not yet explained."
There is no extra modification, and no one has any intense emotional expression. The indigenous language is very simple, but the anger and fear contained in the tone are transmitted to the faces of all hunters along with the expressions of the hunters who are speaking.
"The ceremony will start tomorrow... Without enough pure sacrifices, we can't get the blessing of the great shaman!"
A hunter couldn't help but speak with panic and anger: "Achetu is one of the few shamans in our tribe, he died, we..."
The panic stems from the inability to fulfill the requirements of the great shaman, and the anger is aimed at the imperial people.
Their tribe is a rare 'moderate', willing to exchange their needs with the imperial people in the form of transactions, even if they really need sacrifices, they will not be like other 'savage' tribes, Instead of raiding villages for sacrifices, try to trade with resources and coins.
From their point of view, this time there is no doubt that Ossena, who had already negotiated with them, had a problem. The guy agreed to hand over his two nephews to them for thirty talers, but in the end Repented, called the Imperial Guard, and killed their shaman and a few good hunters.
What? Oxenna broke out and killed Achetu Shaman and his party?
What a joke! It's not like they haven't seen Osenna, a **** who **** black mushrooms and loses consciousness quickly. Any hunter present is confident that he can kill him in one breath!
"The Imperials must be made to pay with their lives."
In the dim shadows, a hoarse and deep voice sounded.
And when this voice sounded, all the other natives who were angrily denouncing and cursing fell silent.
A tall hunter wearing a crown of scales slowly stood up from the shadows - unlike his compatriots who were mostly only 1.3 meters, 1.4 meters, and at most only 1.5 meters, this indigenous warrior was astonishingly tall More than two meters!
He was full of muscles and was just standing, overlooking everyone.
The scale-crowned hunter is obviously the leader of this team. He said slowly: "I have other preparations for the ceremony. At most, I can't surprise the big shaman, so as not to delay dissatisfaction. On the side of the empire, let the gull pigeon send a letter and tell them Lord, hand over the murderer, or you will be paid in blood."
"The murderer who killed Achetu must return blood with blood."
It can be seen that the scale-crowned hunter's body also has vertical and horizontal lines. In addition, it is also covered with a dense layer of light gray scales, like armor. The texture is the source, spreading to every corner of the body.
Looking around at all the hunters present, he calmly said: "Moreover, we have already spent money to buy the sacrifice. Both Osenna and his nephew are our property. They intend to deny it, but it is meaningless."
"Find them. Kill them. Sacrifice them."
The scale-crowned hunter gave such an order, and all the other hunters bowed their heads silently, expressing their obedience to his order.
Under the fading sunlight, more than a dozen shadows disappeared between the dense aerial roots and intertwined branches and leaves, silently.
Some of them headed in the direction of Port Harrison.
And just when the natives changed.
Baizhimin Elder Pude, followed by several entourages, is hurrying towards the center of Harrison Port, a luxurious and magnificent building.
That is theoretically the residence of the highest official in the area, Viscount Grant, an imperial aristocrat.
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(end of this chapter)
