After rebirth, the Queen and I are on the run.

Chapter 1095: Fighting in the Mountain
The Azus had soldiers and horses, and the tens of thousands of followers around the altar drew their swords and rushed towards Jiang Dalang without saying a word.

Jiang Dalang was waiting for them to start a killing spree. He shouted, "After the East Desert spies' plot to change the customs of the mountain people was exposed, and the identity of the fake Azu of the old village was revealed, they became furious and want to suppress the doubts of all the mountain people with murder. Kill them, kill them back, and never let these fake Azu, the real spies, succeed!!"

His words were repeated and shouted by our mountain people.

Within a few breaths, the villagers within a radius of dozens of meters already knew: "After the identities of the fake ancestors were exposed, they ordered us to be killed!"

"It's the fake A-Zu. The real A-Zu won't kill us!"

"How to do?"

"Didn't you hear? Of course we have to fight back, kill the fake ancestors, and avenge the real ancestors!"

The mountain folks were all skilled, and they all drew their swords to kill the fake A'zus.

Beep, beep, beep!

The sharp and familiar sound of arrows rang out. The third village chief waved his flag and shouted, "When the arrows sound, separate and run. Grandparents, take your children and retreat to the Tiger Wo Valley at the mountain pass. Use the valley entrance as a barrier and protect the children!"

"Hear the sound of mountain arrows, retreat, don't panic!"

"Retreat, retreat when you hear the sound of arrows!"

The old woman carried her child on her back, took out the daggers that everyone had, held them in her mouth, and blew them while running.

Beep, beep, beep!

The sound of arrows continued, spreading towards the entire Fengshen Mountain.

The mountain people in the distance heard the two short and three long sounds of arrows and knew they had to escape, so they immediately took their children and ran towards the mountain pass.

The male villagers over the age of fifteen, and some female villagers who did not need to take care of their families, went in the opposite direction, drew their swords and rushed towards the core of the sacred mountain - the altar.

"The real ancestors were killed by the fake ancestors disguised as the ancestors by the East Desert spies. The spies also used the ancestors' identities to change the customs in our mountains. All mountain dwellers, rush to the altar, kill the fake ancestors, and avenge the real ancestors!"

Such shouts continued, telling the mountain people behind what had happened, who was going to be killed, and why.

The villagers of the second, fifth, and sixth enemy villages were horrified and enraged. They also waved their mountain god flags and shouted, "Don't be fooled, villagers! The chief and eighth chiefs have defected to the imperial court outside the mountains and are lying to us. They want us to kill each other in order to profit from it!"

"Don't believe it! This is nonsense from the descendants of spies! How much supplies did the court outside the mountains send to us mountain people? Every village was given salt, tea, cotton, and other items. The people outside the mountains also sent us medicine, which cured our dead skin disease and expelled the parasites from our bodies!"

"It's clear who's good and who's bad. We can't get confused!"

This?
The benefits given by people outside the mountain do benefit all the villages inside the mountain.

Therefore, most mountain people prefer to trust people outside the mountains.

However, some neutral villagers still questioned: "What if this is really a plot by the court outside the mountain?"

Beep, beep, beep!

"Old people and children, follow us from the Third Village and run to the Tiger Crouching Valley at the mountain pass!"

"As our third leader testifies, those outside the mountain respect us insiders. The third leader also said that those who don't want to participate in the war can follow the elderly and children and run to Tiger Valley!"

The third leader had received Li Yutong's letter and was sad and angry when he learned that Liu Ge'er had caused her miscarriage.

But this guy was just angry. After calming down, he felt that it was not worth it to help the big leader and others deal with the second leader and the ancestors.

The village chief saw through him and told him to remain neutral. At the critical moment, he just had to protect the elderly and weak mountain people and run to a safe place to hide.

His act of protecting the elderly and weak mountain people was meritorious regardless of which side won.

This is why the three village chiefs waved flags and shouted, leading the neutral mountain people to hide.

As soon as these words were spoken, a large number of mountain people, even those from the Fifth Village, ran towards Huwo Valley.

"The Third Chief is related to Old Zhuyou by blood, and Old Zhuyou loves him very much. If we listen to the Third Chief, Old Zhuyou will definitely not punish us!"

Within the mountains, the old healers hold roughly the same status as the elders, with the old healers even having a slight edge in the past. However, in recent decades, the elders' influence has gradually surpassed that of the old healers. Why?

Because the Azu had troops, while the old Zhuyou was just a healer who also performed shamanistic rituals.

On the altar, behind the big stone statue, the ancestors looked at the mountain people rushing towards them and were completely furious.

The Second Grandfather ordered, "Shoot! Kill a bunch of them, and only then can we suppress their charge!"

"This? Will it backfire?" The third grandfather worried.

"You're a latecomer, you don't understand the temper of the Wei people, you're not qualified to give orders?" The second grandfather scoffed. Seeing that the eldest grandfather didn't stop him, he officially ordered: "Shoot and kill!"

Boom, boom, boom!
A strange drum sound was heard, two short and two short. After hearing it, thousands of followers immediately retreated, took out their bows, drew their arrows, and aimed at the rushing mountain people.

Whoosh whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh!
Kill with sharp arrows at close range.

"Leather shield, block the arrows!" Jiang Dalang shouted.

Mengzi and others immediately took out leather shields made of animal skins and unfolded them to block the sharp arrows.

The leather shield was extremely resilient and could absorb most of the force of the arrow. Even if the arrow pierced the leather shield, the remaining force could not penetrate a person's body. The leather shield successfully protected the group of people in front.

But when thousands of arrows were fired at once, half of them flew over the heads of the first group of people and killed the mountain people behind them.

Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
At least two hundred mountain people were shot by arrows and fell in the snow. In an instant, blood gushed out, dyeing the white snow bright red.

Whoosh whoosh!
A new batch of arrows rained down.

Bang bang bang!
More than a hundred more mountain people fell to the ground, wounded by arrows; the snow beneath their feet was now covered in blood.

There was silence all around.

"Ahhh, someone's been killed! Someone from the old village has killed someone!"

"Erzi, Erzi's father, get up!"

"Shu'er, Shu'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your father."

In the mountains, armed conflicts often broke out in the villages, but the death toll was never so high. Now a large number of people fell down at once, and the mountain people were stunned. They tried to pull their family members up.

After failing to pull them up, they knelt down hurriedly, pressed their bleeding wounds, and called out to the doctors: "A Ling, Uncle A He, Mountain Doctor, Mountain Doctor, come and save them!"

However, Azu's followers used a large arrow that was three fingers wide. Being hit by this kind of arrow was like being hit by an axe. The wound was very large and it was difficult to stop the bleeding.

Some were shot in the neck and died from excessive blood loss while they were shouting.

“Ahhh!” The relatives of the mountain people screamed in despair, shouting towards the altar: “Azu, Azu, why are you killing our own people! Why?!”

The Second Grandfather, who was hiding behind the stone statue, laughed: "Oh, see, the Wei people are just mean. We have to beat them. Once they are scared, they will obey and dare not question our identity."

He gave the order again: "Shoot, kill, kill until they kneel down and admit their mistakes!"

Boom, boom, boom!
The drumbeat of indiscriminate shooting sounded again. After hearing it, the thousand archers drew their bows and arrows again.

Whoosh whoosh!
Big arrows flew towards the mountain people.

But this time, the accuracy was far off and the number of arrows fired was reduced by 30%.

Among the thousands of archers, some suddenly lost their strength.

"What's going on?" The ancestors were shocked and hurriedly called out, "Yetuo, go check on them. They train every day, how could their aim be so off?!"

"Send the doctor."

"Yes." Yetuo led a small group of people and two doctors to the archers' formation.