The Emperor is Above

Chapter 138 We Were Cheated (40 monthly tickets plus more)

Guqiu is making intensive preparations for war.

The wild people of the Great Lake and the Water Horse Tribe also camped at night fifteen miles away from Solitary Hill.

Although Shui Ma Zhongsheng strictly prohibited the lighting of fires and loud noises, the more than 500 wild warriors still looked excited. They ate the food prepared in advance and whispered to each other in low voices.

Priest Hei Kui, who was holding the black cat, felt uneasy. He whispered to the two black-robed priests beside him, "Our whereabouts are supposed to be very secretive, but why do I always feel like something is wrong?"

Kou An, who was dressed in a black robe, thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said, "Priest Hei Kui, I also feel that something is wrong. The wisdom of a sixth-grade exotic beast is no less than that of an ordinary person.

Since the fat cat accidentally saw our camp, he would definitely come here to investigate again with Guqiu Yi. It is impossible for him to leave without a trace.

Although I haven't seen any outsiders in the past two days, I don't know what went wrong, but I suspect our intentions have been exposed."

Priest Hei Kui had obviously reached the same conclusion in his mind, and he said without hesitation: "Since we may be exposed, we will leave at night.

Let Shui Ma Zhongsheng lead the team to explore the way first. We will wait for the arrival of the senior servants sent by our god and see how the Shui Ma tribe performs before making the next plan. "

"Shui Ma Zhongsheng, my god has sent a decree to the three of us to carry out. You will be in charge of this operation. Later, I will allocate 500 sets of armor and weapons to you as compensation."

When the three cat ghost priests found excuses to leave, Shui Ma Zhongsheng was unwilling but dared not show it, so he could only agree reluctantly.

The other junior totem warriors and wild folk fighters were only concerned with the joy of getting more spoils, as well as the promised compensation of armor and weapons, and did not give it any further thought.

Shortly after the three cat ghost priests left, Qing Yi, who had been lurking in the bushes far away from the wild people's camp, also quietly left with the little fox.

Completely unaware that their actions had already been known to Qing Yi, the people of Daze sneaked near the solitary hill before dawn. When they saw tens of thousands of acres of corn in ears and the solitary hill with houses, their eyes turned red with envy.

"We'll work harder and kill all the old and weak men inside. The entire lonely hill will be ours."

"Hehe, that silly boy spent so much effort, but now it's all for nothing to us."

"Brothers, don't shout or we'll be discovered. Wait until you hide in front of the guardrail, and then follow me to charge in!" Shui Ma Zhongsheng gave the orders and took the lead in leading the team to sneak forward.

The lonely hill was quiet before dawn, but when they sneaked to within a few dozen feet of the high wall, they suddenly heard a loud rooster crowing in the village: "Oh oh oh——"

It was as if the general had blown the howl, and hundreds of roosters on the entire hill followed suit, and then the alarm bell on the sentry tower began to ring: "Ding ding ding ding--"

There were also young men on duty on the high wall, and they shouted in panic: "Oh no! The barbarians are attacking!"

"Hey, I just realized it now, but it's too late!"

Shuima Zhongsheng yelled with a ferocious look on his face and rushed towards the hill with a halberd in his hand. The protective wall, which was only three meters high, was no problem for him, a mid-level totem warrior.

In a few breaths, he covered a distance of several dozen feet, then kicked his legs hard and jumped directly out of the trench.

Seeing that he was only a few feet away from jumping to the top of the wall, he found that the militiamen on the wall who were shouting for help had no fear in their eyes. Was it just pretending?

Something is wrong! As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he seemed to hit something out of nowhere, his nose felt sore and then it was extremely painful, and he fell from mid-air with blood coming out of his mouth and nose.

"Hey——" With the strength of a mid-level totem warrior, Shuima Zhongsheng adjusted his movements flexibly even though his nose hurt so much that he was crying, and avoided the sharp wooden thorns in the trench below.

But some other wild warriors did not have such powerful skills. They also jumped over following their leader, but were whipped and hit in mid-air, and fell to the ground screaming like dumplings.

"what--"

"Help--"

Dozens of wild warriors were either killed or injured, and even two junior totem warriors were stabbed due to carelessness. In the blink of an eye, they were shot to death by rune arrows by the militia on the high wall, which made Shui Ma Zhongsheng's eyes bloodshot.

Seeing a dozen or so militiamen standing on the high wall, pointing at him and laughing at him calmly, he angrily took out a bone javelin and threw it out with all his might, but it was still blocked in mid-air and fell into the trench, which in turn made the militiamen laugh at him even more unscrupulously.

"Ahhh-"

Shui Ma Zhongsheng was filled with anger, shame, and resentment. He thought he was going to wipe out a weak target, but when he ran into it, he realized it was a monster lurking deep inside.

No wonder the Hei Kui priest who was in charge of this matter found an excuse to leave. It turned out that everyone knew what was going on, and only their Shuima tribe foolishly became the pathfinder.

The evaluation of the Hei Kui priest and the clan leader as having unparalleled fortune-telling skills is simply a huge joke. What’s the use of having the best plans without sufficient strength to execute them?
Seeing hundreds of wild warriors from the Water Horse Tribe helpless and pointing at the militiamen on the high wall and cursing, he said angrily:
"Can we curse the enemy to death? I don't know how they can stop us, but since they don't dare to come out, we can destroy their farmland and see if they feel sorry for it."

"Yes, since we can't rush in and kill them all, we can destroy their farmland. As long as there is not enough food, they will starve to death!"

A junior totem warrior responded loudly to Shuima Zhongsheng's words, and hundreds of helpless wild warriors could only transfer their hatred towards the lonely hill to the farmland outside.

Just when they were about to destroy the farmland, a long rune arrow came from outside the hill with a sharp whistle and instantly pierced the chest of the junior totem warrior.

Shui Ma Zhongsheng shuddered suddenly. The arrow was clearly shot at him, but the junior totem warrior accidentally blocked it in front of him to show his loyalty, otherwise he would have been the one to die.

Soon after, he saw a fully armed elite army appearing in the bushes a few miles away from the solitary hill, charging towards him aggressively. Hundreds of fully armed soldiers suddenly appeared on the originally empty protective wall of the solitary hill. Just by looking at the sophistication of their armor and weapons, he knew that they were definitely elite.

Shui Ma Zhongsheng, who had already been panicking, shouted, "We've been fooled. How could a place guarded by hundreds of Xing's elite troops be a sergeant's seal? Get out of here!"

Even the intermediate totem warrior leading the team had no choice but to retreat, and the remaining 400-odd wild folk warriors immediately fled madly to the north.

"Haha, the people of Daze have been fooled. We can just chase them and kill them!"

Qing Yi was wearing a fourth-grade crocodile dragon armor, with a five-foot-long sword on his waist. He had just shot the rune arrow from the seven-foot-long bow in his hand. When he saw the wild people running away, he ordered a pursuit without hesitation.

Since he discovered the movements of the Water Horse Tribe's savages at midnight yesterday, although he didn't know why the three cat ghost priests suddenly left, he still ambush more than 170 private soldiers and militiamen in the bushes several miles away as planned.

As for the safety of the lonely hill, there are four dragon claw locust tree spirits guarding it, so is there any need to worry? What's more, there are also several strange beasts and fierce birds such as the civet cat and the big rooster.

As for the hundreds of fully armed soldiers on the high walls of the solitary hill at this time, they were actually the women, children, the elderly and the weak in the village wearing extra armor. As long as they didn't fight head-on, their appearance alone was enough to scare people.

The victory or defeat of this asymmetric battle had already been decided before it even began. For the private armies and militias, the battle was an easy one and they only had to chase after the wild folks and kill them.

PS: Although I came back very late, I still wrote it down anyway. New Year's Day 2019 is coming soon. I would like to say Happy New Year to everyone first. I shamelessly ask for new monthly tickets from everyone. I will update at least twice tomorrow. In addition, I should prepare to update more for the 90 average subscriptions.

(End of this chapter)