my age of magic

Chapter 1338 142. The Aboriginals of the Jarawa Tribe
The tail feathers of the wooden arrow were still vibrating in the air.

'...'

After a moment of silence, the smile on the face of the tauren warrior standing under the yellow maple tree with the moonblade ax on his back froze instantly. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly to the eight hundred barbarian slaves behind him: "Enemy attack!" !"

"All the heavy crossbowmen of the barbarians are ready to enter the battle state." Luka took two diagonal steps forward, blocking me behind with his body like a black tower.

For the tauren with a gentle personality, I am his untouchable reverse scale on the battlefield.

As long as someone threatens me, he doesn't care who it is.

A large group of barbarian slaves suddenly emerged in the dense forest, and these barbarian slaves were under the command of the tauren Luka.

Under the order of the tauren Luka, four hundred barbarian slaves neatly raised their heavy crossbows, revealing their figures from under the giant tree. These barbarian slaves were all wearing Nacoma black iron armor, showing A cold and murderous air.

At this time, Justus was also stunned on the spot. He had no idea that the Hierro aborigines, who had always been very friendly, would be so hostile to us in the Cracked Stone Cemetery.Even if the natives of the Gilda tribe communicated in front, these native warriors of the Jarawa tribe did not hesitate at all.

The part of the barbarian slaves who followed behind him, although they didn't get the order, also imitated the barbarian slaves under the tauren Luka, exposed their bodies from the woods, and aimed their heavy crossbows at the native warriors on the tree.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out, and even the natives of the Gilda tribe were holding standard military crossbows and confronting the Jarawa warriors standing on the tree.

On the canopy of the luxuriant trees in the woodland opposite, countless spear points protruded from the bushes, like wolves with sharp fangs.

It’s just that the indigenous warriors of the Jarawa tribe probably don’t know that this kind of wooden spear can cause almost negligible damage to the barbarian slaves. Once a battle breaks out, they can’t even stop the barbarian slaves’ round shoot.

"All the barbarian warriors of the Heavy Crossbow Regiment, step back!" Justus drew a Western rapier from his waist, pointed at the barbarian slaves in the woodland, and shouted to them.

The barbarian slaves heard Justus's order and retreated slowly without hesitation, but they never let go of the heavy crossbows in their hands.

Seeing Justus giving orders and running counter to himself, the tauren warrior who has always been known for his good temper let out a muffled grunt, widened his bull's eyes, and shouted at the siren descendant: "Justus, what are you doing? !"

The tauren Luka got angry, he was panting heavily, and behind him instantly appeared the phantom of an ancestor of the tauren holding a thick giant tree, with a pair of red eyes.

I stood beside Luka the tauren and wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but I found out after I stretched out my hand, but I couldn't reach his shoulder even if I stood on tiptoe, so I had to change my purpose and put a heavy hand on his arm. After clapping twice, he said to him: "Listen to Justus, everyone stand back!"

I called Pujaka and said to her:

"Tell them, we don't have any malicious intentions, we just want to form an alliance with them, and if we fight against those Nebru spiders, we can hope to drive them back to hell."

Puyaka plucked up the courage to stand in front of the leader of the Galawa tribe, repeated what I said in the native language, and shouted three times in a row. The faces of the native warriors on the opposite side were still tense, and did not change at all.

I pondered for a while, and said to Pujak: "Tell them, the Nebulu spiders are about to wipe out the dryads in the southern area on a large scale. Don't take chances, think that they won't find this place, the reason why they didn't attack this area before Woodlands, because they have never realized the power of dryads, and now this group of Nibru spiders have suffered a lot from the hands of dryads in Green Valley Forest, and will inevitably be cleaned on a large scale."

Pujakar nodded to me and continued to recount what I had said to the leader of the Jarawa tribe.

Seeing that they didn't listen to this at all, I sighed secretly, thinking that if I can't convince the indigenous tribes on the Cracked Stone Cemetery, then I will go to the Bridge of Sunfury next. Owns the largest aboriginal tribe in the southern part of the Black Forest, this aboriginal tribe is called the Dijang tribe.

It is said that those tree houses are connected together, and the scale is at least ten times that of the Gilda tribe, and the whole tribe is built in a huge crater, surrounded by water on all sides, isolating the crater, and the Nibru spider can easily Without wading, it is known as the last shelter in the Black Forest.

But I think it may be more difficult for the great elders in the tribe over there to communicate.

"Think about it carefully, where did the aborigines go in those abandoned villages in the forest?" I said to the aborigine leader on the branch, and said to the aborigine leader of Jalawa: "The people of the Green Empire will not turn the aborigines into become white silk cocoons hanging on the trees!"

Seeing that the native leaders were still unmoved, I gave up my plan to persuade them.

I said to Luka the tauren: "Let's go!"

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of indigenous warriors of the Jarawa tribe, they led the tauren Luka and Justus back the same way.

The indigenous warriors of the Jarawa tribe standing on the branches of the giant tree saw the barbarian slaves withdraw from the forest area, and then hid among the branches and leaves again.

The original calm was restored in the forest.

The indigenous leader of the Jarawa tribe stood on the tallest giant tree and watched us leave without any fluctuations in his eyes.

……

"I really want to teach those ignorant natives a lesson!" the tauren warrior said in a low voice as he walked.

A group of barbarian slaves followed behind him. Hearing what Luka said, the barbarian slaves expressed that they could turn around and return to the forest area just now, and thread the natives on the tree into skewers.

"Forget it!" the tauren Luka said dully.

Seeing that Luka was unwilling to mention this matter, these barbarian slaves all shut up.

I don't know how Luka did it. These barbarian slaves are most convinced by the honest and dull Luka. Luka has been struggling in the green valley forest for more than a month, and gradually has some leaders. Look, at least in front of this group of barbarian slaves, Luka's words still carry a lot of weight.

Walking side by side with Luka, Justus expressed the question in his heart: "Do they really think that they can block the attack of the spider army with the strength of their own tribe? Are they going to use those vine shields and wooden spears? Their tribe also has a great witch who can create 'spore poison'?"

He uttered a series of questions, but the Tauren Luka only left him a back view.

Justus touched his forehead helplessly, and quickly chased after him.

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On the way back to the camp, I asked the leader of the Gilda tribe, "What kind of place is the Cracked Stone Cemetery?"

He had lived in the Jarawa tribe in the Cracked Stone Cemetery for a while two years ago, so he knew the situation there.

The indigenous leader told me that he was able to become one of the many leaders of the Gilda tribe not because of his strong body, bravery, and outstanding military exploits, but because he had some experience in living in the forest. In many places in the Black Forest, I actually don't think he is old at all.

He listened to the question translated by Pujaka, organized some language, and then said with me: "It was originally a stone forest, and the reason why it is called the cracked stone cemetery is because the stone pillars in the stone forest have been weathered. This place has long been recognized as the tomb of those stone pillars."

"The stone pillars are covered with tortoise cracks, and they will shatter when exposed to a little external force. If it weren't for the birch trees with well-developed roots growing on the top of these stone pillars, the roots grow out of the cracks and wrap around the stone pillars. These stone pillars would have collapsed long ago. broken."

"The dryads in the Cracked Stone Cemetery grow on these stone pillars, not to mention that the spider warriors cannot climb rocks on the cracked stone pillars. Then it collapsed."

As he spoke, a sudden look appeared in his eyes, apparently he had figured out something.

The native leader took a deep breath and said, "In that case... the spider warriors at the top of the stone pillar will also be buried by countless rubble!"

After listening to what he said, I lowered my head and looked at the string of 'Keys of Power' hanging around my neck.

It seems that it is not an easy task to collect the third key of power.

In the woods ahead, the barbarian slaves found a group of giant spiders hiding in tree holes, so a hunt started immediately. This time, the barbarian slaves gave up the heavy crossbow in their hands, and each barbarian slave took Nak The Ma people took off their black iron armor, and with a sharp dagger in their mouths, they went straight into the tree hole and started a hand-to-hand fight with the giant spider.

Justus and I stood outside the forest, and Justus suggested to me: "If you want me to say, we might as well find a hunting ground that suits us, and bring in those spiderman armies in batches, with' Ice Wall Formation' and 'Heavy Crossbow' to destroy the fighting will of these Nebulu Spidermen, and then send Construct Knights to harvest on the battlefield."

Justus said to me: "With our current strength, even with a few spider warlords, we should be able to handle it!"

This is the hunting method that our team is best at, but when facing an army of tens of thousands of spidermen, it is still too risky to do so without the assistance of dryads, so I thought about contacting those in the southern part of the Black Forest indigenous tribes.

At this time, Katerina said to me: "Jijia, if only the indigenous warriors of the Jarawa tribe are hostile to us, the ancient war tree in the cracked stone cemetery should not be hostile to us. If we sneak in In the cracked stone cemetery, try to persuade the ancient war tree and get the support of the ancient war tree, won't the problem be solved?"

(End of this chapter)