"wake up!"
"Concentrate and calm down!"
"Clan leader, organize a sacrificial dance immediately to connect the blood and spirit to resist the ghost roar."
After temporarily suppressing the ghost roar and awakening the tribesmen, Yan hurriedly reminded the tribesmen who had just woken up.
"Hum-hum! Hum!"
At this time, no one will question Yan's decision, starting from the clan leader. Regardless of whether they are completely awake or not, listening to this voice that seems to be rooted in the soul, they will unconsciously beat along with the roar.
In Yan's vision, a faint bloody glow began to appear at the foot of the mountain, and as the roar became louder and louder, it gradually formed a line behind the wall of fire.
Because the people were dispersed, although this time it was not as brilliant as usual when all the tribesmen gathered together to perform the dance, it was enough to temporarily resist the attack of the ghost roar.
Looking at the changes in the clansmen below, Yan finally let out a sigh of relief. When he looked at the ghost tide black mist again, his eyes relaxed and became more cautious.
After all, what happened just now was not at all what he expected. If he hadn't reacted quickly, this wave of attacks by the ghost tide would have probably cost a lot of tribesmen.
Perhaps seeing the ghost whistles had no effect, or perhaps being lured by the human blood and essence, the ghost tide finally started to move again.
However, before they took action this time, gusts of sinister wind blew up, and along with the diffuse ghost mist, they rushed towards the scorching wall of fire.
"It seems that this ghost tide is intelligent, and the wisdom is not at all low!" Yan was on the top of the mountain, watching the changes in the ghost tide below, his pupils shrank slightly, and he whispered with a look of uncertainty on his face.
In the past few years in Yan's prehistoric period, although he has seen many kinds of ghosts and ghosts, most of them are caused by the spirit of resentment, so they all have a common characteristic.
That is, almost all ghosts and ghosts have no intelligence, their thinking is chaotic and violent, and almost all actions rely on instinct.
However, this time there was something unusual about the ghost tide.
The previous stop when encountering fire can be explained as instinct, and the subsequent ghost roar attack that directly hit the source can be understood as an accident, but now the method of using ghost wind and ghost mist to suppress the wall of fire can no longer be explained by accident.
However, although Yan was a little surprised that the ghost tide had wisdom, he was not surprised. After all, in the ancient world, even stubborn rocks can become spirits, not to mention the ghosts.
"The attack of the ghost tide is coming! They are going to suppress the fire, so everyone is on guard." After knowing that the ghost tide had wisdom, Yan became more cautious and immediately reminded the people of the Yamashita tribe when he saw the change.
"Don't stop the sacrificial dance. All teams should separate two people to focus on maintaining the fire." Although he listened to Yan's reminder, the clan leader was still frightened by Gui Xiao's attack just now, so he ordered loudly.
Yan has no objection to the clan leader's arrangement. Since the ghost tide has shown wisdom, there is nothing wrong with being more cautious. Who knows when it will attack again with ghost roars.
At the same time, outside the fire wall, the ghostly wind and ghostly mist rolled up by the ghost tide were quickly attacking the blazing fire. Although the black ghostly wind and ghostly mist faded and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye under the high temperature of the flames.
But at the same time, the wall of fire suddenly fell backwards, and the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly. A large amount of burning firewood branches and leaves were blown to the wall of fire and quickly extinguished. The wall of fire several hundred meters wide was suppressed for a while.
"How is that possible?" Yan's eyes suddenly widened when he saw the wall of fire being suppressed by the ghostly wind and ghost mist on the mountain, his pupils dilated rapidly, and he cried out in disbelief.
"Add more firewood! Hurry!"
"Quick! Throw all the prepared grease in for me!"
"Don't stop all the ritual dances."
"Hurry up and throw in the flammable materials first, then maintain the fire wall!"
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What Yan saw on the top of the mountain was that the tribesmen on the front line behind the wall of fire felt it more directly. The moment the dark wind hit and the flames were suppressed, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Regardless of the firewood branches and leaves that were constantly being blown up and smashed in front of them, under the organization of the clan leader and various captains, they responded quickly and braved the oncoming fire wave and heat, and in a very short period of time, they prepared all kinds of firewood. Grease and flammable materials are thrown into the fire wall.
When Yan saw the actions of the tribesmen below, he hesitated and frowned slightly, and finally stopped what he was preparing with a solemn expression.
Although the movements in his hands temporarily stopped, Yan's heart was always paying attention to the changes below, and he did not dare to relax at all.
Fortunately, the fire wall, which is several hundred meters wide, is still very tenacious, just like the spring grass that cannot be burned by wildfire. As soon as the ghostly wind and ghostly fog pass, the flames are revived with the help of various flammable materials that are constantly thrown in. Soar.
Although it no longer had the momentum to burn everything as it did at the beginning, it was still able to compete with the constantly coming evil wind.
"Huh—" Yan's heart, which had been hanging just now, finally relaxed slightly. Looking at the tribesmen below who were gradually becoming more orderly behind the wall of fire, he thought to himself: "This wave should be able to be overcome for the time being."
Things were indeed as Yan thought. In the following period, the ghost tide continued to stir up gusts of sinister wind, and from time to time made a harsh ghost whistle.
However, after the tribe had made preparations and countermeasures, these attacks by the ghost tide no longer had the initial effect, and the situation temporarily fell into a delicate balance.
However, generally speaking, the human race has been on the defensive and is a passive party.
Although he was on the defensive, Yan was quite satisfied with the current situation.
After all, his original intention was not to do anything to the ghost tide. As long as he stayed for a night or two and faced the approaching beast tide, the threat of the ghost tide would naturally be lifted.
However, since discovering that Gui Chao has wisdom, Yan has begun to worry about whether Gui Chao will come to retaliate against the tribe later.
Therefore, he has been secretly holding back in his heart that he wants to give the ghost tide a sudden and harsh blow, and teach them a lesson so that they will not dare to trouble the tribe again in the future.
It was precisely because of this idea that when faced with the danger of the Yin Feng attack just now, he hesitated and did not take action immediately.
It wasn't until he saw his clansmen firmly on the defensive that he truly let go of his worries and continued to watch the situation below coldly, waiting for opportunities that might arise.
"I just don't know if you guys will give me this chance?" Yan squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the ghost tide below that stayed in place, constantly surging with black wind, a light flashed in his eyes, and he said softly.
While waiting and observing, nearly an hour passed like this. The ghost wave below seemed to have exhausted its patience and finally made new moves.
