Chapter 1325: Chapter 1325

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The terrifying thunderbolts, launched from the five longships, crashed onto the white beach, sending flying stones and sand everywhere! This is the majestic thunderbolt of the Chief Divine, descending for the first time in the vast Northern Land to punish the resisting foes!

"Kill the invaders!... Uh!... Ah?!..."

But mere steps away, the fierce and shouting tribal warriors suddenly fell silent, as if a chorus of wild ducks suddenly had their throats squeezed! Then, as the flying stones and sand came pelting in with fierce force, the crowd gathered on the shore uttered cries of terror.

"Ah! What is this? Thunderbolt! Thunderbolt!"

"Oh Ancestors! Thunderbolts fired from the longship! They possess evil thundering spirits!"

"It’s the Thunderbird! Thunderbird! They must be descendants of the Thunderbird Goddess, coming to avenge the descendants of the forest!"

The attack from the longships was relentless; a round of cannon fire was quickly followed by a rain of arrows. Over a hundred warriors from the Kingdom drew their greatbows simultaneously, launching a volley of the highest feathered arrows at the bustling and chaotic shore!

"Aim, shoot the totem poles! Chief Divine protect us!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Hundreds of piercing arrows whistled ominously, darting past the fearful and panicked tribal warriors, to land slanted beside the totem poles along the shore. The sharp yet cheap bone arrows, plunged into the soft sand, nearly embedding two inches deep!

"Tiger Squat Cannon, fire! Chief Divine protect us!"

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The chaos on the shore persisted, with thunderbolts from the sea continuing to explode next to the terrified and disoriented tribal ranks, shaking the huntsmen into stumbling falls. Confronted with such mysterious and unknown frightening power, many tribal warriors known for their courage trembled, cowered in horror on the ground. Facing cannon fire for the first time, they temporarily lost the courage to confront the mysterious force, resorting only to helplessly pray to the spirits of the Earth!

"Please! Earth Mother Goddess slumbering in the mountains! We beseech you to awaken, drive away the evil Thunderbird, grant us strength to resist the thunderbolt!"

In Tolowa mythology, only those who can wield thunder are believed to be embodied as thunderstorms and wind, like the Thunderbird Goddess from the sea. She is an Evil God who ceaselessly triggers storms during winter and spring to assault the Earth. Yet, when summer and autumn arrive, the Earth Mother Goddess awakens, defeats this Evil God and drives her back to the depths of the sea. Then, the entire continent and coast return to serenity and calm.

"Ah! Ah! Oh Ancestors! How could this be happening? From the longship, how is it possible to shoot out evil thunderbolts?!"

Wearing a conspicuous deer antler crown, the Leaf Grass Chieftain shouted in anger and fear. Several archers from the Kingdom aimed their arrows at him. But when the priests’ orders came down, the archers shifted their bows away.

"Aim, shoot the totem poles! Avoid killing!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The sharp rain of arrows again unleashed its deadly whistle, passing over the Leaf Grass Chieftain’s head, shooting toward the tribe’s totem poles. "Thunk thunk" came the sound of wood being pierced, and the sharp whizzing reminded the fear-eyed, helpless Leaf Grass Chieftain: like a Black Wolf, the God of Death had just leaped past him!

"Ah! Ah! Oh Ancestors!..."

After two rounds of cannonfire and feathered arrows, the tribal huntsmen on the shore had already fallen into complete chaos. At the seaside, over twenty war boats paddled chaotically, some retreating, some advancing, some trying to dock... a complete mess.

Seeing the chaotic Tolowa tribe, Exploration Captain Zuwaro’s lips curled into a smile. Then, he turned his head, glanced at the pale-faced yet excited and fearful Redwood tribe hunter Tuowu, and also at the anxious and uneasy cloak hunter Le Tian, his smile brightened further. He straightened his back, looked at the tribal hunters and the translator, and regardless of whether they could understand, he boldly announced!

"This, is the power of the Chief Divine! Praise be to the Chief Divine! Repeat after me, Wezi... Lopo... Chitli! Huitzilopochtli!"

"Lopi... Lore... Chitli..."

The two tribal hunters murmured softly, their faces full of complex expressions. At this moment, the divine name of the Chief Divine was truly impressed into their hearts with force.

Subsequently, Exploration Captain Zuwaro picked up the horn and blew it at his lips. Quickly, a red flag of assault rose on the flagship.

"Row with full force! Charge forward!"

The five longships promptly adjusted their bows, and the rowers put forth all their strength to paddle forcefully. In just moments, the speed of the longships increased to the maximum, and the sharp bronze ram heads surged straight forward!

Facing the collision with the longships, Tolowa’s chaotic warboats were utterly defenseless! In mere instants, several small boats were overturned, even broken in two halves! The tribal hunters on the small boats cried out in horror, falling "thud" into the water. And if unlucky, struck by a passing paddle and pressured by the speeding ship base, it resulted in a drowned fate.

"Oh Ancestors! Longship! Big fish! Frightening! Descendants of the Thunderbird!"

After a collision, the Tolowa Hunters began shouting desperately, paddling their canoes in a frantic escape. Witnessing this scene, Exploration Captain Zuwaro’s eyes flickered as he looked at Scholar Mikki beside him.

"Mikki, should we continue the charge?"

"Witnessed by the Chief Divine! No need. Their boats have scattered. We can proceed forward!"

Scholar Mikki stroked his chin, looking at the struggle flailing on the water surface, the dozen Tolowa Hunters without rescue. Contemplating for a moment, he spoke solemnly.

"I said, rescue them."

Scholar Mikki glanced at Zuwaro, explaining.

"We need some guides from the Northern Land... whether they’re willing or not."

Upon hearing this, Exploration Captain Zuwaro pondered for a while and nodded in agreement. He immediately ordered the fleet. Then, the Samurai on board skillfully picked up the captives, binding them with sisal ropes.

"Are we taking all these dozen people?"

"No need, just leave one on each boat. For the rest, after passing the villages of the Tolowa people, give each of them a piece of bread, and release them on the shore!"

After saying this, Scholar Mikki smiled with a meaningful expression.

"Witnessed by the Chief Divine! We’ve left a margin, not dealt a fatal blow. Once these captives are released, with an excuse at hand... even if the Chieftain of the Leaf Grass Tribe is impulsive, he should know we shouldn’t be enemies, nor can we be their enemies!"

"Hmm, not bad! Haha! I like it!"

Exploration Captain Zuwaro nodded, eyes suddenly brightening. Having witnessed the Thunderbolt, Arrows, and Longboats of the Kingdom, the attitude of the Great Tribe of Leaf Grass will surely change. Perhaps...

"Full speed ahead! Onward!"

"Paddle thirty miles, then head to the shore!"

"Chief Divine bless us! The fleet will surely triumph!..."

In the midst of the rousing cheers and prayers, the five ships of the Kingdom’s fleet left a chaotic battlefield, gradually disappearing into the North. And among the crowd on the shore, the Leaf Grass Chieftain shivered all over, watching the longboats of the Thunderbolt gradually sail away, his tightly clenched heart finally relaxed. Then, gazing at the Tribal Warriors who were fleeing, collapsing, or screaming in terror, he felt dizzy.

"How many warriors have we lost?"

"Chieftain, four or five warriors on the shore were shot by arrows, thirty or forty injured... while on the water, several bodies floated, and a dozen warriors who fell into the water were captured by the enemies from the Longboats..."

The Tribal Huntsmen bowed their heads, reporting to the Chieftain, faces still lingering with fear.

"How many of us remained on the Longboats? How many casualties might there be?"

Silence struck with awkwardness, and after awkwardness came boundless fear. The Leaf Grass Chieftain pressed his chest hard, suppressing the unknown fear. He took a deep breath, striving to transform fear into anger, roaring in rage.

"Damn it! Where did this tribe come from, so powerful! Damnable Redwood Tribe, where did they find such reinforcements! Ah! Ancestors...!"

The Leaf Grass Chieftain cursed for a while, even pressing his head against the tribe’s totem pole, helpless and despairing like a wounded bear. Then, pulling out the Bone Arrow stuck in the totem pole, he gazed for a while, then looked at the thick rain of arrows embedded in the sand.

"Hmm? These arrows... hmm!"

The Leaf Grass Chieftain widened his eyes, pondering for a long while, then looking at the place where the Thunderbolt on the shore descended. These Longboat Tribes could clearly shoot the crowd with Thunderbolt but chose the empty space instead, just like the Feathered Arrows...

"Damn it! Damn it! Could it be? Could it be!... Did I choose wrongly?..."

On the twilight-approaching beach, the warriors of the Leaf Grass Tribe cried out in frustrated howls, while their perpetually angry Chieftain fell into long contemplation and silence.

"The power at sea... the Longboat Tribe... whom do they really support? Or are they merely passing by?... And if I had their Thunderbolt and Greatbow... unifying the valleys of the tribes..."

"Ancestors! Please enlighten me! This unclear future, like a summer storm, damn it, has never been seen before..." Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel fire.net