Hesitation was hesitation, but the chopping movements in Ren Ning's hands continued.
Wow!
He raised the knife and dropped it, causing large swathes of shrubs to fall.
The efficiency was so high that the women who came behind were surprised.
However, Ren Ning frowned.
Although the northwest wind was blowing, the fire in front of them was too strong, and the raging fire still spread rapidly to the west, approaching the village in front of them step by step.
He glanced back again.
There are not many yurts in the village, but there are many cattle and sheep raised, so the village occupies a large area.
Before the fire came over, with less than a hundred of them, they couldn't cut a fire barrier long enough and wide enough anyway.
Others could also see clearly, with panic on their faces.
However, no one ran away. Those who were cutting continued to cut with their heads down, and those who were moving continued to move with gritted teeth. Everyone is doing their best to help.
"Yang Lan," the man next to him suddenly yelled a name, "tell a few people to go back and take the children and run west, hurry up..."
"Ah?" The girl named Yang Lan looked at him in shock, "Brother Youmeng, what about you?"
"Run? It's no use!" Ren Ning interrupted the two of them with a loud shout, "Even if they can escape the fire, without their tribe, how will they live as orphans and widowed mothers in the future?"
There was deathly silence all around, including Youmeng, who remained silent.
Although Ren Ning's words were rude, they were cruel facts.
In this vast grassland, it is difficult for small tribes to survive even if they support each other.
Leaving the tribe and leaving alone, I am afraid that life will be worse than death with only a group of orphans and widowed mothers.
"What should we do? Is God going to destroy me, Lan Mang?" Someone cried loudly.
"Crying is useless!" Ren Ning yelled again, "Everyone quickly get firewood and set fire around the village. Fight fire with fire and try to burn a fire barrier."
The people next to me were all surprised, "Is this useful?".
The people on the grassland are well aware of the horror of fire, and would never consider setting fire to the grassland on their own initiative. This is simply a way of suicide.
"Of course it works!" Ren Ning glanced indifferently, "They are all trying to create fire breaks. Is it faster to burn these grasses and shrubs with fire or chop them with a knife?"
"That's right." But Youmeng's eyes lit up, and he ordered decisively, "Life or death depends on this move. Everyone hurry up and light all the grass on the east and north sides of the village."
He raised the machete in his hand and said, "Lan Mang tribe, we must live together and die together."
"If we want to live together, we will live together, and if we want to die together, we will die together." Everyone responded in roar and ran towards the village like crazy.
Crackling.
After a while, thick smoke and flames shot into the sky around the village.
The northwest wind blew, and the small flames in front of me grew stronger and stronger, and quickly joined together and rushed towards the east. In less than a few breaths, he was caught up with the raging fire not far away.
Everyone in the Lanmang tribe tightly grasped the small bushes used to extinguish the fire and stared at this scene with vigilance, their hearts in their throats.
After a while, the raging fire showed no sign of extinguishing, but there was no sign of spreading westward toward the village.
Everyone looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Great, we finally survived."
"It's really God's blessing." Someone's knees weakened and he immediately bowed to heaven and earth.
"If it is a fire from heaven, there is nothing to say. If I know that this fire was set by someone, I will ensure that those grandchildren die without a burial place."
…
Everyone was cheering.
Crackling.
Suddenly there was a loud sound behind him.
Everyone couldn't help but turn around and look around, trembling immediately.
At some point, a raging fire broke out on the west side of the village, and it was burning towards the village unstoppably in the direction of the wind.
For a moment, the Lanmang people didn't know whether to feel lucky or desperate.
Fortunately, the women and children were not asked to evacuate to the west just now, otherwise they would have been plunged into the fire and would have nowhere to run.
What was desperate was that the fire immediately reached the village, and there was no time to even burn a fire break.
Even if there is time, if the wind is in the wrong direction, it will not be able to burn out the isolation. Instead, it may set his own village on fire first.
Moo moo!
BAA Baa baa!
咴咴咴!
As the fire approached rapidly, the animals in each circle were aware of the danger and were frantically hitting the wall of the pen, trying to escape.
For a moment, the violent sounds of fire, the screams of livestock, the cries of children and the comforting voices of parents mixed together, creating chaos all around.
There are fires all over the east, west, north and south, and the village is stuck in the middle. What should I do?
Many people, including Youmeng, subconsciously looked at Ren Ning.
"Keep the green hills here, so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood." He shouted loudly, "The fire was too strong. Everyone gave up their yurts and livestock. They all jumped into the water source and tried to hide as much as possible!"
If you can't escape, you will die!
The herdsmen woke up from a dream, and without thinking too much, they picked up the children, helped the old people, turned around and ran to the south of the village.
Wherever there are people, there must be water. The Lanmang tribe raised so many livestock, Ren Ning estimated that their water source would be large.
However, when he followed everyone to the water source and took a look, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
There was only a small puddle about ten square meters in front of me, not even a pond. The water was even shallower, and there was no room for the hundreds of people to squeeze in.
Ren Ning almost wanted to slap himself.
Also, the Lanmang tribe only has such a small number of people. Even if they can find a good water source, they won't be able to occupy it at all.
"There is too little water. Wet your clothes and cover your face to prevent the smoke. Go back to the burned place in the east, it will be safer there."
"Do as he says." The tall Youmeng looked at the approaching fire from the west, his eyes reddening, "Quickly! Get in line, don't let him mess up the code, the elderly and children go first!"
His prestige is high. Nearly a hundred people who were frightened and anxious instantly formed four crooked rows and headed towards the puddle one by one.
He soaked his clothes, covered his face, and ran back without saying a word.
Ren Ning and Youmeng looked at each other and unanimously lined up at the back.
When it was their turn, the fire had already rushed into the village, instantly igniting several yurts in the west, crackling and burning like torches.
"Don't even look at him. Run!" Youmeng urged.
After looking at the distance, Ren Ning soaked his clothes calmly. He even calmly filled a few bamboo tubes with water before running towards the east of the village.
As for whether the water quality is clean, who cares?
At this time, the east side of the village was already shrouded in thick black smoke.
The person who ran back couldn't see his hands and could only cough wildly while running around in a daze, trying to find a safe place.
It's just that you can't see it with clear eyes, and the ground under your feet has just been roasted and is still hot. They were dizzy from the smoke again, and for a moment they felt that there were dangers everywhere, and they didn't know what to do.
Ah!
In the chaos, several screams rang out.
I don’t know what happened. Someone fell to the ground and was stepped on several times.
"Come my way! There's not much smoke here."
In the panic, Ren Ning's voice sounded.
He could find the direction without using his eyes, not to mention that his golden finger clearly showed the degree of danger nearby. Ren Ning effortlessly found a safer place before calling out to everyone.
His Xiliang dialect was very poor, and his mouth was dry and his voice was hoarse, which was very unpleasant to hear. However, to the ears of the Lanmang people, it seemed like the sound of nature.
The Lanmang people who were turned into headless flies by the smoke suddenly had a backbone, and they all moved towards the place where Ren Ning made his voice, and walked out of the smoke not long after.
Ahem!
Everyone coughed, almost coughing out their lungs.
They wiped away their tears, opened their eyes and looked around, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Although there is smoke here, it is not serious. The most important thing is that the surroundings are smooth and there is no need to worry about being burned by the fire.
