"What are you doing?" Wuwuyi struggled angrily, "Let me go!"
But the two tribesmen seemed not to have heard anything and continued to carry Wuwuyi and run westward. Wuwuyi tried her best to break away from them, but she was just a young girl. The hunting life of the tribe allowed her to barely subdue a gray wolf. However, facing two strong adults who also lived a hunting life, she had no strength. How can you survive?
"Father!" She asked the chief for help in fear, "Father!"
But the chief kept his back to her and didn't even look back.
Seeing that he was being dragged farther and farther, Wuwuyi became anxious and loudly asked Rolos who was following him: "What on earth are you going to do? Explain it to me! Explain it to me right away!"
"Wuwuyi, this is what the chief wants. We have to protect you and retreat first." Lolos smiled and comforted, "The chief will catch up after a while."
"What a joke! Let me go! Let me go!"
Wuwuyi kicked his legs hard, but this did not have much use except causing a little trouble for the two tribesmen who were pulling him.
A strange singing sound suddenly came from the direction of the Aztlan people. Wuwuyi glanced over there and saw only a priest-looking man with a dozen priests, holding torches and dancing in front of the Aztlan people's queue. The chant-like song came from their issued from the mouth.
This is a ritual that the Aztlan army must perform before the official battle. The priests who accompanied the army prayed for the blessing of the sun and war god with dance and chant. At the same time, let the Sun God of War witness: This is an upright war.
Once this ceremony is held, it means that Aztlan's soldiers are pushed to the duel field witnessed by the Sun War God. No situation, not even the Sun King's personal order, could prevent the ensuing war.
Wuwuyi did not understand the entire customs of Aztlan. But the singing with a bit of biting coldness gave her a vague premonition of the coming horror.
"Lolos, we have to go back and help!" she shouted loudly, "Father is no longer young, and his magic will not last long, do you know?"
"I know."
Rolos' answer was completely beyond Wuwuyi's expectations. Wuwuyi was stunned for a moment. During this moment, she was still being carried by the tribesmen and ran westward.
"Lolos...what did you just say?"
"I know better than you how long the chief's magic can last!" Rolos raised his head that had been lowered, his eyes filled with red bloodshot eyes, "That's why we have to take you away! Wuwuyi, You keep saying that you are no longer a child, but you still want us to say this clearly?"
"me……"
On the prairie, the intermittent and unsatisfactory cries of the Wuwuyi could be heard.
——"Hey, the crying child needs to be spanked with his pants taken off, right?"
A sudden voice from behind startled everyone. Rolos hurriedly turned his head back. There was nothing there, only weeds undulating with the wind.
"Too slow, too slow. Now, turn your head back quickly, right? I'm in front, in front!"
As soon as the words fell, the two tribesmen who were dragging Wuwuyi braked suddenly - in the short moment when they turned back to look for the source of the sound, a person appeared directly in front of them, and he was almost in front of them!
It was a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old, almost an adult, but his face still showed the childishness of a twelve or thirteen year old. The clothes all over his body were sewn with grizzly bear fur and were very thick. There is a short scabbard on both sides of the waist, which seems to be holding two daggers.
Such a boy is now looking at them with a smile,
Rolos alertly asked the tribesmen to take a few steps back - at the current distance, his dagger was very likely to hurt Wuwuyi.
"Are you a pursuer sent by Aztlan?" he asked.
When he said "You are", the boy was still standing in front of him, but when "Chasing Soldier" was heard twice, the boy suddenly disappeared. At the same time, Wuwuyi's scream came from behind!
Rolos turned around in surprise, only to see the boy squatting on the ground, tugging at Wuwuyi's animal skin skirt thoughtfully.
"It would be a pity to cut such beautiful fur open with a dagger. How should I take this thing off? Now, how should I take this thing off?"
He raised his head and asked the two tribesmen beside Wuwuyi seriously. How could the two tribesmen endure this? Angrily, they stabbed the boy with their stone spears. But the boy yelled "Yeah", and when the stone spear fell, it somehow pierced in front of him.
"Now? Is this a duel? Is this a duel?"
The boy looked at the two tribesmen, his face full of joy.
"I haven't had a duel for a long time. Can you also use the magic that the old man in your tribe used so powerfully? Now, can you also use it?"
"Didn't your parents teach you not to pull off girls' pants?" Wuwuyi was so angry that she even forgot to cry. She covered her skirt with a red face, "Where did you come from? You came here specifically to humiliate me. ?"
"Parent? Do you mean the boss? I think he often takes off women's pants? He actually said that crying children will have their pants taken off and spanked."
The boy said, his eyes continuing to wander on Wuwuyi's skirt.
"This fur is too beautiful to be cut open with a dagger. How about you take it off yourself and let me spank you a few times?"
Rolos stood in front of Wuwuyi with a dark expression.
"There is no need for outsiders to discipline tribal children. Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"Don't you want to be spanked? Okay, then you can concentrate on the duel!" The boy jumped up with a smile, "Do you want to do it together, or one by one? Now, you know that magic, right? Right? ?”
Rolos' face became darker and darker. He stretched out his hand and took the stone spear from a tribesman.
"Even if I don't know magic, I am still the strongest warrior in the entire tribe at the moment. You humiliate the chief's daughter again and again, don't think I will show mercy."
"Huh? So you don't know that magic?" A look of disappointment appeared on the boy's face. "Does that mean only that old man can do it? I don't want to duel with you anymore. I'll go find that old man to duel."
"What on earth are you here for!" Lolos roared angrily, "The chief is resisting the attack of the Aztlan people, how can he have time to duel with a kid like you!"
But the boy didn't listen to Lolos' words at all, and turned around, completely exposing his back to Lolos' stone spear.
"Trouble, there seem to be more than three thousand Aztlans here. I can't defeat them by myself."
The boy scratched his hair several times in annoyance. Just when Rolos thought he was going to find a way out for him, the boy suddenly said something:
"No matter, let's fight later!"
Leaving Lolos and others in a daze, the boy drew his dagger and rushed towards the Aztlan military formation.
He was too fast and Rolos couldn't stop him.
(End of chapter)
