The people from the Flaming Horn tribe were divided into three small teams. They moved stealthily towards the salt mine from three different directions. Each team was led by a warrior who was experienced in guarding the mines. They knew where to go to hide from the eyes of the people in the mines.
Although the Yanjiao team had been chased away by force, the traps they set up were still intact. Some had been triggered, but those were the remnants of the traps left behind by others.
Their advantage was their knowledge of the strange rocks. They could walk through their territory with their eyes closed.
But now, the three teams were all close to the salt mine. The reason why they were able to proceed so smoothly was because of their experience. The second reason was that most of the people in the salt mine were focused on the people who were smashing the hole. The third reason was that the birds in the sky of the Shen tribe were scared and did not dare to come out. Of course, most importantly, the Fox and Shen tribesmen did not expect Yanjiao to arrive so quickly.
Zheng Luo's suppressed anger exploded. He attacked first, his pupils dilating due to his emotions. He mobilized his totemic power to fill every part of his body. The muscles under his skin bulged. Totemic patterns covered his body like hot lava. His angry face looked menacing.
He stomped his hind legs vigorously, and his body shot out like a cannonball. The coarse salt on the ground was sent flying. Wherever his eyes looked, there was an area shrouded in killing intent. He tightly gripped the wide copper knife and slashed horizontally. This sudden burst of momentum was like a ferocious beast in the forest that had finally bared its fangs!
The cold saber light was like a bolt of lightning that suddenly struck. The air was cut open by the swift and violent blade, making a sizzling sound, like the sound of a storm rubbing against the rough salt grains on the strange rocks.
The person closest to Zheng Luo was the Fox tribesman in charge of guarding this area. Due to the collapse of the cave entrance, he had moved to a different spot. He stood on a large rock near the perimeter and turned around when he heard the commotion behind him. His legs were slightly bent and his body was still in a dodging motion but he was still one step too late. He could not avoid the attack in time.
The salt-scented knife sliced into his waist.
Splat!
In the next instant, the knife protruded from the man's back. It was a powerful attack, without any hesitation or obstruction. The sharp blade carried the scent of blood, murderous intent filling the air.
The man who was cut in half fell to the ground with a thud. His eyes were still filled with shock and disbelief.
After that, Zheng Luo didn't put his sword away. Instead, he followed the momentum of his attack and sent the sword into another person's body without hesitation. Like before, the saber did not stop at all, directly slicing his opponent in half. From this, one could see how ferocious this saber was.
The blood that spurted out made the red salt on the ground even brighter.
The smell of blood spread through the air, mixing with the murderous intent.
This sudden turn of events stunned the people who were supervising or smashing the cave. The eyes of the absent-minded supervisors were filled with shock. The people smashing the cave were also stunned by the scene that had just happened.
. Didn't Yanjiao and the other tribesmen only arrive tomorrow?!
Who the hell said that?!
Was the person who appeared here a ghost?!
As far as the eye could see, pairs of eyes filled with murderous intent were like hungry predators in the forest.
The people in the mine screamed hysterically, "Yanjiao, it's Yanjiao!!"
Sitting, standing, other tribesmen, the Fox and Shen tribesmen all raised their weapons in preparation for battle.
Duo Kang rushed up the salt mine from the other side with an axe in his hand. The axe carried the anger of its owner, and it turned into a bolt of lightning as it flew towards the nearest tribesman. Just as the tribesman was about to raise his sword to block, Duo Kang twisted his wrist and the axe's trajectory changed. The sharp edge of the axe did not hit the tribesman's sword directly, but instead went for his arm. This was the result of the tribesman's quick reaction. If he had been any slower, the axe would have split him in half.
Blocking the sword that was coming at him from the side, Duo Kang raised his arm and forcefully pushed it away. He gave the person who had lost an arm a stab with his axe and shouted, "I don't care which tribe you are from. You stole our salt mine. Kill, destroy our salt cave. Kill, kill, kill!" He was really angered by the collapsed salt cave in front of him.
"Ahhh!"
The rest of the Flaming Horn tribesmen followed suit and let out a series of strange howls. The Flaming Horn warriors who had been quietly moving in stealth no longer had to hold back their anger. They raised the weapons in their hands and charged towards the salt mine!
Stole our salt mine?!
Kill!
Destroy our cave?!
Kill, kill!
What? They weren't from the Fox and Shen tribes, but had been tricked into coming over to help?
You think I'm stupid? What are those red and white things in your hands? Meat? Those are salt mines! They might have been dug out from our mines!
What are you doing? Mining? Mining my ass! Why would you smash the top of the cave? Even idiots wouldn't do such a thing. You think I'll believe that?
Kill, kill, kill!
Fight for territory, fight for resources. When conflict broke out, it was always either you die or I die.
The ground was littered with small pieces of salt powder. Due to the different impurities in them, they ranged from white to pink to red. At this moment, they were all stained with blood.
The battle went from eruption to white-hot in the blink of an eye.
The people who were smashing the cave heard the commotion and hesitated on whether to help. If they did, Taihe and Mountain Wind would be here. What would they do? Forget it. Fox and Shen still had many people in their caves. There was no need for them to go.
The Shen chief was surprised. Weren't the Flaming Horns always in sync with the Taihe tribe?
They rarely sent birds to spy on the Yanjiao people. Unless they were birds that could fly high, the Yanjiao freaks would shoot them down. However, it was much easier to spy on the Taihe people. As long as they knew the situation in Taihe, Yanjiao would know too.
But what was the situation now?
The Mountain Wind people were nowhere to be seen. The Taihe people were probably still rushing through the salt flats. How did the Yanjiao people get here so quickly?!
At this thought, the Shen chief couldn't help but regret sending the birds to spy on the Yanjiao people. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so helpless right now.
The chief of the Shen tribe wanted to send reinforcements but he quickly stopped because he saw that the Fox tribe had not taken any action.
Something was wrong!
He looked at the bird curled up in the corner, wishing it could turn into a rock. The Shen chief looked up at the sky.
The sky changed!
So fast?
According to his original plan, it would happen within three days. Yesterday was one day and the weather would change tomorrow or the day after. The Fox woman also said that it would happen within two days. They didn't feel anything in the morning and thought that the weather would change tomorrow. They made many preparations but now, everything was messed up.
The Shen tribe could tell what was going to happen from the plants around them. Two days ago, a group of Shen warriors arrived. They said that the plants in the forest were changing strangely. They were afraid something big was about to happen. Perhaps it was a crisis they had never encountered before. Just look at the birds curled up in the corner. They didn't even want to fly. So what if they were humans? How much stronger could they be?
Since the weather had changed, they wouldn't send anyone out. The people in Yanjiao's caves would definitely not be able to stop Yanjiao's attacks … For the sake of the fire crystals, they had no choice but to give up on them.
Although there was a hiccup, they still followed the plan. The Shen chief brought his people to the Fox cave and walked deeper in. It was warmer there.
Outside the cave.
A snowflake drifted down.
The temperature had begun to drop without anyone noticing. It fell so fast that no one had time to react.
Soon, more snowflakes fell from the sky.
The wind started blowing, blowing the falling snow into the air and smashing it heavily onto the ground. Shao Xuan could even hear the soft thud of a snowflake hitting a rock.
The warm blood he spat out quickly cooled in the air, freezing into ice. It fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The wind grew stronger. Large sheets of snow floated in the air like thick curtains. They swirled in the wind, blocking out the distant scenery.
Shao Xuan exerted strength in his ankle and dodged to the side. He dodged a knife from behind. The sword in his hand turned into a blur and swept across like a fan, slicing his opponent's neck.
Shao Xuan did not stay put. He bent his knees and jumped back, dodging the knife from the side.
After dealing with another person, Shao Xuan looked up at the sky, shocked.
Something was wrong! Something was very wrong!
There was a chilly feeling. It was not because of the sudden drop in temperature, but because of something else.
The sudden drop in temperature was vexing but not enough to make Shao Xuan feel this way. It was as if something else was happening.
The snow was still falling. The wind blew the snow, blinding everyone's eyes. The sky seemed to be dyed white by the fluttering snow. On the ground, the snow and salt were indistinguishable. The temperature did not stop falling.
On the vast salt flats, the water in the shallow ponds was rapidly freezing. The salt blossoms seemed to have met another spring as they swelled and grew larger. If Shao Xuan was still on the salt flats, he would have seen hundreds of 'flowers' fighting for their beauty.
In Yanjiao's salt caves, some of the foreign tribesmen recruited by the Fox and Shen tribesmen were already thinking of retreating. If it were any other day, they would have fought for their lives here for the salt. But this was the first time they had encountered such weather. They panicked and lost focus. Their movements showed flaws and many of them were killed.
The Fox and Shen tribesmen, on the other hand, were anxious that no reinforcements had arrived. With Yanjiao's advantage in numbers and strength, they were at a disadvantage.
"End this quickly! Quick! "Shao Xuan shouted.
Just now, Shao Xuan felt his scalp go numb. He had a bad feeling.
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