General Qin

Nanyue Royal City, Panyu.

A high wooden platform rose from the ground, and hundreds of people knelt around the wooden platform.

Most of them are old Yue people or women and children of the clan, and they are looking towards the stage with pious faces at this moment.

There, a weird and strange sacrificial ceremony was going on.

"King Jiao, King Jiao."

"Bless my king."

The South Vietnamese shaman with colorful dragon patterns painted on his face, scaly clothes on his body, and pheasant feathers on his head is dancing a unique dance on the stage.

I saw his body twisting like a water snake, making all kinds of incredible movements, and at the same time chanting words of blessing loudly in his mouth.

There are also shrine maidens waving sticks and beating drums around to accompany them.

In the middle of the sacrificial altar were six tied and trembling people.

Three men and three women, all naked and kneeling.

They are prisoners captured by the South Vietnamese from other foreign tribes, and today they will be sacrificed as human sacrifices to the great Jiao King.

Human blood sacrifices were used in exchange for the totem's blessing and the curse on the Qin army.

The great witch shook his head on the stage, twisted his waist, and shook the skull ornaments in his hand in front of people and animals, making all kinds of weird movements crazily.

At the end, he screamed and shouted in Vietnamese.

"King Jiao, King Jiao."

"If you eat the sacrifice, the people of Qin will be destroyed!"

Upon hearing this, six naked South Vietnamese warriors with dragon tattoos came onto the stage.

They were aggressive, walked up to the prisoners with special axes, one person at a time, and began to slaughter them like livestock, cutting off their limbs and cutting them into sticks amidst the screams of the prisoners.

Blood flowed all over the floor, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.

Among the prisoners, there was a young man with tenacious vitality. With all his limbs broken, he screamed in pain, his voice was sharp and desolate.

Such a scene and taste made the South Vietnamese people watching in the audience howl crazily.

"Eat him!"

"Eat him!"

Immediately afterwards, a witch wearing scale armor came forward and sprinkled special medicine on the bodies of the six human sacrifices.

Six colorful pythons climbed up the platform under the control of the snake handler.

The secret medicine prepared by South Vietnamese witches stimulated the giant pythons. They twisted their bodies and squirmed over, opening their bloody mouths and swallowing the "stick-shaped" sacrifices.

After the giant python swallowed the human sacrifice, the great witch screamed: "King Jiao has enjoyed the sacrifice and will use his divine power to make all the people of Qin die in the jungle! We win!"

"King Jiao protects you!"

"we won!"

The giant python eats people, the bloody remains on the ground, and the crazy and screaming people everywhere make this sacrificial ceremony even more weird and terrifying.

The people of the Jiao Tribe of South Vietnam believe that the totem Jiao King they believe in will attach their souls to these giant pythons as their descendants, enjoy their sacrifices, and then protect them.

The Jiao King will cast a curse and let those hateful Qin people rot in the jungle, just like the Qin army they cursed last time. It seemed to be menacing, but in the end they were killed by the Nanyue and Xiou together, leaving corpses everywhere. .

Abala, the son of the King of South Vietnam, looked at this scene and nodded with satisfaction.

If nothing else happens, after the death of his father Agus, he will inherit the throne of the South Vietnamese tribes and become the new King of South Vietnam. This land will be the country he rules. Abala naturally hopes that all the Qin people will be killed soon. .

"King Jiao accepted the sacrifice. It seems that the people of Qin don't have a few good days to live. I don't know how they will die this time? Will they die from miasma? Or will their heads be chopped off one by one by our South Vietnamese warriors? Or maybe they will. Swallowed by the snakes sent by King Jiao?"

Just when Abala was thinking about the ten thousand ways for the Qin people to die in the jungle, screams came from the outside, and a Yue nobleman in panic ran over quickly.

"Abala, Abala!"

Abala turned around and saw Sharien, the son of the leader of the fish department.

He angrily rebuked: "Why are you panicking? If you offend King Jiao's soul, do you know what will happen?"

Sha En shouted: "It's the Qin people! It's the Qin people who are here!"

"Qin people?"

Abala was stunned for a moment, then reacted and cursed: "You must have had a fish bone poked into your tongue when you were eating fish. You are talking nonsense here. The king and the warriors from various tribes are fighting fiercely with the Qin people in the Dongjiang River. The Mei family There are also Laoyangmen guarding us. Do you think the Qin people are here? How did they get here? Can the Qin people still fly?"

Sha En came closer and said with a crying face: "Qin people can't fly, they come from the sea!"

Abala was stunned.

"maritime?"

…

"General Yin, what was the big fish in the water just now? Is it Kun?"

Fan Kuai stood on the boat, still frightened by what he saw.

He is a famous warrior in the Qin army. If he were on land, he, Fan Kuai, would dare to chase and kill ten people, and let thousands of troops gallop at will.

But when he reached the sea, Fan Kuai was frightened, always afraid that he would fall into the sea and be swallowed by the endless ocean.

Especially when he saw the giant beast in the sea, his whole body tensed up instantly, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

too big.

It was a creature that Fan Kuai had never seen before, and it was far larger than the elephants he saw in Minyue. Especially the looming body hidden in the sea brought him great oppression and fear.

Yin Tong came from a wealthy family and had more knowledge than Fan Kuaiguang. He said: "Kun is in the North Sea. There shouldn't be one here. According to what the people on the boat said, that thing should be a whale salamander."

"Whale Salamander."

Fan Kuai muttered the name, and in order to relieve the tension, he laughed dryly and said: "So it's not Kun. I heard from Li Jiupi that Kun in the sea will turn into a big chicken and fly to the sky. I don't know what Kun turned into." Chicken, what does it look like?"

Yin Tong rolled his eyes and complained secretly: "That one is called Peng."

The two talked about what they had seen in the sea, but the boat under them did not stop. With a fleet of as many as fifty ships, they rode the wind and waves on the sea, turned into what was later called the Pearl River Estuary, and rushed towards the Nanyue King City. Panyu is located.

There are many islands and reefs in this place, which is very dangerous.

Several ships in the Qin fleet accidentally collided with each other and suffered casualties.

But more ships successfully approached their targets.

Fan Kuai stood on the boat and saw acres of farmland and strange-shaped wooden huts on the coast in the distance.

At the same time, the South Vietnamese on the shore also saw this huge fleet from a long distance away.

Because the Qin army's building and ship were too tall, they looked like big fish floating on the sea from a distance. It was difficult not to notice them.

The Nanyue people working on the beach screamed and ran towards the Nanyue Royal City in the distance.

"The South Vietnamese people live by the sea and are good at fishing and hunting. Among the tribes in South Vietnam, the Jiao tribe and the Fish tribe are good at building ships, and many of them have boat masters. After a while, they will definitely come to fight with boats. Don't underestimate them. When we defeat them The boat master can then land ashore and capture their royal city."

Yin Tong whispered.

According to the intelligence obtained by the Qin Army, the South Vietnamese are good at shipbuilding and have their own fleet. If the Qin Army wants to land and raid the royal city, they may have to defeat the opponent's fleet first.

Sure enough, when the Qin army's naval division was still some distance away from the coast, countless ships sailed out from the direction of the coast. They were so densely packed that at first glance, there were hundreds of them.

Fan Kuai was stunned for a moment, then he held his stomach and laughed: "The South Vietnamese boat master, is this it?"