Chapter 625 Divine Sword

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The group saw the sun gradually setting and quickened their pace.

Most of them were barefoot, and only a few people who led the team made simple animal skin boots from animal skins.

However, they have used their feet to measure the earth for many years, and have long since worn out a thick cuticle. Even if they are barefoot, they can run very fast.

Although these more than a hundred people quickened their pace, they found that they still could not keep up with the pace of the four women.

This makes the Cherokee men a little depressed.

Looking at the strange boots on the feet of several women, and then looking at my own bare feet, I definitely couldn't win.

The reason why the team was dispatched after urgent deliberation was, on the one hand, the reverence for the gods, and more importantly, the uniqueness of the women of the four Powhatantao tribes.

They were wearing neat clothes, shoes on their feet, and strange weapons hanging from their waists. This unique shape immediately attracted strong attention.

Walking together at this moment, the Cherokee people could even smell an intoxicating fragrance exuding from their bodies.

These four women from the Tao tribe are all around thirty, and their looks are ordinary. But at this moment, in the eyes of these natives who have never seen the world, they are simply too charming to kill.

From time to time, someone would take a sneak look and get closer to smell the aroma intoxicatedly.

This is the credit of Huang Xiao. He praised the Tao tribe's clean habits and brought a large amount of soap for them to use. As a result, the stimulated Tao tribe members even burst out with their thoughts on bathing. Because of the enthusiasm, it was inconvenient last night, so I just washed it briefly.

After discovering the hot spring pool today, the whole family took a deep bath again, and it was all white.

And when had these natives ever used such fragrant soap? Many women even regard this as a kind of cosmetics. After washing, they apply it again without scrubbing, so that the fragrance can stay on the body longer.

As a result, these women became so fragrant, but their bodies were also a little sticky and extremely silky.

The men's intoxicated looks and gazes were very helpful to these four women. The men in the tribe had died in the battle, and they were still young. They would eventually marry again. Being able to gain the joy of the men in this way also brought smiles to their faces. .

"Hongye, please tell me more about the Sun God. Is the magic lamp you are talking about real?"

The leader of the team asked loudly.

He was a powerful warrior and very powerful in some aspects, so he changed his name.

Hongye, the head of the four women, is the mother of the buck teeth, but the buck teeth are obviously not inherited from her mother, but Hongye is not bad at growing up.

"Of course it's true. Last night, the Sun God gave the magic lamp to our Tao tribe. It was used at night and was not extinguished until the Sun God left."

Ju Chou asked in confusion: "Isn't the magic lamp like the holy fire, never extinguished?"

Hong Ye chuckled: "It's different. The magic lamp is lit with divine power. During the day, it needs to be placed under the eyes of the Sun God to be filled with divine power. At night, it will light up for a long time."

It's unbelievable how big and thick it is.

Hongye said: "This morning, the magic lamp has been placed on the mountain. The Sun God also dispersed the clouds today. He will definitely fill the magic lamp with divine power. When it goes, the clan leader will definitely use it. When the time comes, you will I can find out."

Juchu and others all nodded secretly, and felt that it made sense. They thought that they would have to take a good look at it later.

"You said you defeated a hundred white musketeers on horseback today? And killed forty more? Not a single person in your tribe died? Is this true?"

Hongye glanced at Juhu dissatisfied.

"You don't believe what we said! Why do you ask?"

Juchu smiled sheepishly.

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just too...anyway, if there were a hundred white musketeers on horseback, we would have to surround them with thousands of people to defeat them, and many tribesmen would have to die."

"You said that all the warriors and men of your Tao tribe are dead, and only you women and children are left. How can you defeat them? It's so strange that the people of the Tao tribe are not dead. And you said that the sun god is not here..."

Juchu chattered endlessly.

Hongye made a clanging sound and pulled out the steel knife.

The snow-white steel knife flashed in everyone's eyes, and everyone was surprised!

Juchu and others were shocked.

"Is this a knife? My God, it's so bright!"

"Yeah, it looks sharp!"

"This is a treasure!"



All the natives were blinded by the steel knife, and they all screamed in surprise.

The corners of his thick eyes were twitching wildly, and he shouted: "If you have something to say, please say it, don't use the knife! I believe it, I believe it!"

Hongye looked at Jukuu with some contempt, turned the handle of the knife over, and handed it to Jukuu.

"Aren't you curious about what this is? Take it and take a closer look!"

The four women's steel knives were always kept in scabbards. Jin Yan gave them to them for self-defense. When they went to the Cherokee tribe, the other party did not make things difficult for them, so there was no chance for them to use the knives.

At this time, Juju didn't believe it, so Hongye pulled out the knife in a showy manner!

This move really took the lead and calmed everyone down immediately.

There was a look of longing in his thick eyes, and he swallowed, his voice trembling: "Do you really want to see it for me?"

Hongye snorted: "Do you want to read it? No, I will take it back!"

"Want to see! Want to see!"

Jitu was afraid that Hongye would regret it, so he stretched out his hands to hold the handle of the knife.

Hongye let go of his hand.

Taking the cold handle of the knife into his hands, Juchu couldn't help but shiver. Of course, this was from excitement, not from ice.

This kind of sharp weapon that is so suitable for grasping is something Juchu has never experienced before.

Although the weight seems a little light for a powerful warrior like him, Juchu has no doubt about its sharpness and lethality!

This is a metal knife. White people also have knives like this.

Although he has not made a comparison, Juchu still believes that the knife in his hand is much more powerful than the white man's. At least in terms of workmanship and other aspects, it is much more beautiful!

He always dreamed of one day snatching such a weapon from the hands of white people.

But there has never been this opportunity, because in the war with the white people, they had no real victory. Even if they killed the white people, the musketeers would prevent them from getting close, let alone harvest the spoils.

"Don't you know how sharp this is?"

Juku subconsciously looked around, and his eyes stopped on a tree. Just try it with a tree of this thickness, but will Hongye agree?

Juchu asked.

Hongye nodded: "You can try it, but if it's too thick, don't use it. If it's thicker, use the magic axe."

Jukuu laughed, but was also shocked. He actually had a magic axe?

The rest of the natives stopped and looked around when they heard that Ju Chou wanted to test the knife.

"ha!"

Juchu slashed with his knife.

He didn't even feel much resistance, and the tree as thick as a bowl was chopped into pieces with a single blow.

The giants and the natives were all shocked, this was simply a magic sword!