Chapter 2696 Behind the ant is a giant beast
Xiao Huan looked at the world and suddenly said: "This child has been living too comfortably."
"We have to let him know something about the world. "
Zhao Han was a little confused: "Is this world too beautiful?"
"Yes, look at this kid, this world is too unreal."< br>
"Then what do you want to do?" Zhao Han felt that this guy was going to cause trouble again.
Xiao Huan held up her chin: "Of course I want to show this kid a little reality."
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This is a land ravaged by war. on the land.
The sky was dyed gray by gunpowder smoke, and the earth was torn apart by artillery fire, leaving deep scars.
This is Blue Ocean Island.
A once peaceful, fertile and beautiful land has now become a battlefield for foreign colonists and indigenous residents.
In the south of Lanhaizhou, there is a tribe surrounded by dense jungle.
The indigenous residents here have lived here for generations, and their lives are simple and harmonious.
Their houses are made of bamboo and leaves, blending in with the surrounding natural environment, and they always have a satisfied and peaceful smile on their faces.
A group of colonists arrived.
They plundered the resources here and seized the gold and silver here.
This peaceful land was ruthlessly broken.
The colonists brought guns and greed.
Their goal is to occupy this land, plunder its resources, enslave the people here, obtain the goods here, and turn this place into a goods dumping ground.
Faced with the aggression of this group of colonists, the indigenous people did not choose to surrender. They picked up bows and arrows and put on armor made of animal skins.
Their eyes are full of determination and courage.
“We have lived here for generations and will never give up our land!”
“Why should we surrender?” The leader of the tribe, an old but still strong old man, her The name is Kalam.
This is a typical matriarchal tribe with strong centripetal force.
Her voice rang out in the tribal square.
With unyielding eyes flashing, Kalam stood in front of the tribal warriors, her words full of determination: "Our ancestors have lived here for thousands of years."
"We Our land, our home, cannot be taken away like this.”
“We will not be slaves!”
“We must live by ourselves, not by anyone, nor by others. Driven by! ”
The warriors of the tribe clutched their bows and arrows.
Their eyes sparkled with trust in their leader and loyalty to their homeland.
They know that this battle may come at a huge price, but they also believe that only by resisting can there be hope.
Otherwise, everyone will become a slave to others.
Not far from the tribe, in the colonist's camp, a group of heavily armed soldiers were preparing to attack.
Their faces were ruthless and greedy, and the muskets in their hands shone coldly in the sun.
"These indigenous people are really stubborn. Why don't they understand that resistance is futile."
"Hahaha, they are pretty good-looking."
"Just right. Give us children.”
A colonial officer stood on the command platform of the camp, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
He waved his hand and gave the order to attack.
Following his order, the colonists' soldiers began to march in the direction of the tribe.
With cruel smiles on their faces, their goal is to conquer this land and its people.
The battle breaks out on the edge of the horde.
The arrows of the indigenous warriors shot at the colonists like a rainstorm, and their shouts resounded through the sky.
However, the colonists' muskets made a deafening roar, and their bullets were obviously sharper, passing through the indigenous warriors, leaving a trail of blood.
Kalam stood at the forefront of the battle, with a determined expression on her face and unyielding eyes.
Her arrows are accurate and deadly, taking away the life of a colonist with every shot.
The warriors of the tribe followed closely behind, with determination and bravery on their faces.
They have only one thought in their hearts: protect their home, protect their children, and never surrender!
As the battle progressed, casualties among the indigenous warriors increased rapidly.
Their tactics are too backward.
They have not received the influence of civilized mainland.
The tactics are still in the era of tribal hunting.
Their resistance quickly weakened.
They know that this battle will inevitably cost their lives.
But they also believe that only by resisting can one have dignity.
In the tribal square, more women and children united closely together.
Their eyes were filled with worry and fear, but their hearts were also filled with trust and support for the soldiers.
“Our soldiers are brave, they are fighting for our homeland.” A young mother hugged her child tightly.
The child's eyes showed dependence on his mother and admiration for the soldiers.
Her heart was filled with hope for the future.
The battle lasted for a whole day and night.
When the sun rose again, the battlefield was covered with corpses from both sides.
The colonists' attack temporarily retreated.
The indigenous warriors paid a heavy price.
The reason why the colonists retreated was simply because they came to make a fortune and found that the losses were a bit heavy, so they did not want to continue fighting.
But they will surely come again.
Kalam stood in the tribal square, her body covered with scars, her eyes flashing with exhaustion and sadness.
She knew that this battle was just the beginning, and more challenges were waiting for them.
Xiao Huan stood quietly on a high ground.
Her eyes passed through the smoke and looked at the tribe in the distance.
The death and destruction before her eyes was just the low point of a TV series to her.
She is heartless.
She looked at the child: "How about it, little stone, do you know the pain of being a creator?"
"If you had not hardened your heart, your people would have suffered like this."
Stone was stunned.
It doesn’t know that there is such a side to the world.
It feels that it must take action. It must help these indigenous residents and protect their homes.
In a dense jungle, the sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and onto the faces of a group of indigenous warriors.
Their skin was tanned by the sun, their foreheads were painted with totems symbolizing courage, and their eyes shone with determination.
The bows and arrows in their hands shone coldly in the sun, and each arrow represented their persistence in their homeland and their desire for freedom.
They want to raid the colonists' camp and cannot let the colonists gain a foothold here.
But they underestimated the difference between field battle and siege.
Although the opponent's camp is not strong enough, it is not something this primitive tribe can deal with.
As a result, the natives suffered heavy losses.
Colonists can use camps to defend themselves against each other's arrows.
The colonists saw the possibility of victory.
"We will kill them and sell them into slaves, each worth 100 gold pounds!"
When the battle was at its fiercest, stones appeared on the battlefield.
There was a trace of surprise and worry in its eyes. It saw the bravery and determination of the indigenous warriors, and also saw the cruelty and greed of the colonists.
It knows that it cannot sit idly by.
It has an instinctive judgment of good and evil, which was also instilled in it by Zhao Han.
It quickly assessed the situation on the battlefield and must take action to help the indigenous warriors resist the invasion of the colonists.
It took a deep breath and began to mobilize its power.
Its body began to emit blue light, and a force surged within it, preparing to intervene in this battle.
As the power of the stone awakens, the situation on the battlefield begins to change. Some warriors suddenly felt a ball of light appear in their palms.
The light ball contained powerful energy, and they subconsciously threw the light ball towards the enemy's camp.
The ball of light exploded in the camp, forming a huge shock wave that directly turned the colonists' soldiers into powder and drove them back.
"It was our gods who helped us!"
The indigenous warriors felt a powerful force helping them.
Their morale increased greatly. They began to fight more vigorously, their arrows became more accurate, and their shouts became louder.
The colonists' soldiers were terrified.
Their steps began to hesitate, and their muskets began to tremble.
Accidents in which the purge strip is knocked out often occur.
They realize that this battle is not as easy as they thought.
They made a big mistake, that is, there really are gods here!
“Gods, don’t they use it when repenting before death?”
“I usually grab it when it’s time to grab it, why did it really come?”
Some soldiers dropped their guns and began to confess.
In fact, most of these colonists were also stupid hooligans.
With the intervention of Stone, the situation of the battle began to turn.
The morale of the indigenous warriors became even higher.
Their attacks became more violent.
The colonists' soldiers began to retreat steadily, and their morale began to collapse.
Many people opened the back door and prepared to escape.
Kalam saw hope, and her eyes shone with gratitude.
She knew that the appearance of the unknown gods gave them new strength and new hope.
"We have God's protection, we will never give up, we will continue to fight until the last moment." Kalam's voice appeared on the battlefield.
Her eyes sparkled with victory.
The stone stood on the edge of the battlefield, with a trace of satisfaction in its eyes.
It knew that her intervention changed the situation of the battle.
But it doesn't know that this battle is not over yet.
The colonists retreated.
They spread the word that there really was a god here.
Kalam stood in the tribal square again.
Her eyes were shining with confidence and pride this time.
She knew that with the gods, they would be invincible!
This victory was hard won.
But they also believe that as long as they work together, nothing is impossible.
Especially under the protection of God, they will become the real masters!
And Shitou also began to consider more, more practical things.
It began to think about how to help the indigenous people build a long-term defense system.
It knows that only by building a strong defense system can this land be protected from future aggression.
It imparted some knowledge to Kalam.
This knowledge naturally comes from Sister Xiaohuan’s game knowledge.
Yes, what kind of knowledge can Xiaohuan give? Of course, it is the defense system in the game.
Originally, it wanted to call mommy, but Xiao Huan and Zhao Han refused to let it.
It began to plan a defense system.
It decided to build a strong barrier around the tribe. This barrier would be made of special materials that could withstand musket attacks.
It then used its own knowledge to instruct the indigenous warriors on how to build this barrier.
They began to cut down trees, dig soil, and build this strong barrier.
With the gradual construction of the barrier, the tribe's defense capabilities have been greatly improved.
The colonist officers observed all this from a distance.
There was a hint of surprise and anger in his eyes. He knew his plans were being thwarted, but he didn't give up.
"Is there really a god?"
"If it is true, then the fountain of youth is real." He thought greedily.
In his eyes, gods can also be used, attacked, and even killed!
This is the self-confidence of the colonists in this era.
Because they have mastered the power of gunpowder, which is comparable to the power of gods.
There is nothing that gunpowder cannot destroy, if not, add another ton.
"We will find a way to break through this barrier." The colonist officer thought.
The colonist officer decided to go back to find the missionaries.
The missionary also heard about the indigenous gods, so he naturally did not believe it.
In fact, he doesn’t believe in God.
Otherwise, he himself will go to hell first.
But he is still living well and even wants to be a bishop.
"That should be a special kind of gunpowder. The ball of light you mentioned may be the exploding light."
"I understand, it should be that the indigenous people suddenly discovered a kind of light that they did not know. Explosives that know." The colonist officer understood.
The missionaries who followed the colonization were generally very knowledgeable, they were naturalists.
"What if there really is a god?" the colonist officer asked again.
"If it is true, we will immediately mobilize our own people to fight for that god back from their natives. Are we still afraid that our beliefs are not as pious as theirs?"
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Just ten years later.
The preacher's words come true.
The stones began to shelter these colonists.
Because they all speak nicely and give gifts.
Compared with the natives who only give simple things, these colonists have many tricks to please people.
Just one ceremony can gather 99,000 people.
People in a city can rise up to worship.
It’s so exciting to watch.
In comparison, the indigenous people are much simpler.
I only know how to kneel down, dance, and give some fruit.
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Xiao Huan sighed: "This stone has deteriorated too quickly."
Zhao Han said helplessly: "He is still just a child. He has not experienced anything, so of course he cannot tell who is good or bad."
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Another hundred years have passed.
A missionary thought he had discovered the nature of God: it was just a child.
Can be easily coaxed.
So he began to trick the gods, packaging himself as a great sage, and wanted to live forever.
I have immortality, but I want to take the place of gods.
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Wen Rensheng was entertained.
This is the joy of information gaps.
A man saw an ant and trampled it to death self-righteously, but he didn't know that there was an anteater behind it, and behind the anteater was a giant python.
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The result is naturally obvious. Shitou has been deceived, but Xiao Huan will not be deceived.
Don’t the missionaries want to be gods?
Xiao Huan fulfilled him and turned him into a god, the Mad Whisperer, who was forever trapped in madness and pain.
(End of this chapter)