Feather blades flying together

The giant beasts on the other side gathered more and more, but there was no sign of a collective attack and crossing the boundary. They preyed on their own kind, as if they had just taken root.

In countless dry seasons, never before had Yuren's warriors seen so many giant beasts at the same time.

Because of such a large-scale gathering, everyone gradually saw some details that they had never noticed before.

Perhaps, the animals collectively called giant beasts on the other side are not the same kind.

The Feathers used to believe that giant beasts of different sizes should be the juveniles and adults of the same animal.After all, they all have the same fangs, the same horns, and similar fur.

But this time, they gathered enough to be able to distinguish from the situation of getting together and biting each other. The shape of the horns did not change with age, maybe they were different species.

Just like the different bloodlines of Yuren, in fact, they were not the same kind tens of thousands of years ago, so it is understandable that they feed on each other.

Anxiety and fear spread throughout the departure sky, and even the fighters of the Falcon-eyed bloodline gradually became sleepless at night.

And a larger number of fighters from other bloodline tribes, although they did not undertake the task of charging, but also shouldered great responsibilities, some people had already quietly sent letters to the city at home to write suicide notes.

With so many behemoths, the total number in each section of the line of defense exceeds the known service fighters of the Falcon-eye blood line. Except for the Golden Eagles, no one can fight one-on-one.

Then, it is completely a dream to keep the giant beast that crossed the border within a hundred miles of the natural moat.

Rumors and guesses spread on the long defense line, and countless letters flew back to cities around the country. All the soldiers reminded their families to go to the nearby giant forest and occupy some big trees as strongholds. It is best to build a tree house.

Giant beasts cannot climb trees. If they break through the defense line, the city cannot be saved. The giant tree forest is Yuren's life-saving umbrella.

And, the chicks need to be sent to Saiwei Palace in advance. The floating island is the birthplace of Yuren. If there is a catastrophe recorded in history, only there can keep the fire for the continuation of the race.

All the commanders understood the anxiety of the people below, but there was nothing to stop them. Even they themselves began to discuss the way forward with the family members.

At the same time, as people of the Falcon's bloodline, their natural force advantage can guarantee that even if people of other bloodlines die, Falcon's eyes can still live, so even if they want to comfort everyone, no one believes that they really have Empathy can understand the difficulties of others.

Chris received the news from the front line, so he didn't hide it anymore, and asked Bazel to coordinate the workshop masters who controlled the entire northern falcon bloodline to gather at Duantianya, with full power, and finished the light portable in [-] days. The production process and process standards of rocket launchers and armor-piercing projectiles.

During this period, a small group of giant beasts crossed the border, and some small giant beasts who were weak in the herd crossed the border in order to escape the fate of being eaten.

The entire line of defense, which had been tense for nearly half a month, moved, and it took only half a day to deal with all the cross-border monsters.

Among them, student Arthur was promoted from the captain of a small tactical formation to a small officer in charge of a large formation of hundreds of people by killing [-] giant beasts by himself.

He wrote to Chris and proudly showed off his achievements, without mentioning that he was swung by the tail of a giant beast during the battle, and his right arm was fractured.

Chris was busy day and night, the manufacturing process came out, and there were a lot of follow-up things.

Improving steel requires a new type of blast furnace to improve accuracy, grinding tools must be refined to the smallest detail, and all chemical raw materials for gunpowder are not pure enough, and a large number of unskilled apprentices need to be manually purified...

Under such circumstances, he was stunned when he received Arthur's letter. The font seemed a bit strange, so he wrote a line in his busy reply, [I'm fine, don't read it, the handwriting is too ugly, what's wrong with your hand? up?Take care of yourself! 】Arthur was startled to sweat when he received the letter. After the shock, he was sweet and proud. My partner even noticed this little detail, hehe~

Residents from cities in the north began to migrate south one after another. Many shops were closed, and residents ran to the nearby forests to find settled trees. Social life was in chaos.

Under such circumstances, the supplies sent to the front line were not unexpectedly delayed.

Tens of thousands of soldiers are stationed on the front line. During the rainy season on the opposite bank, they also work, breed and farm in their spare time. When the dry season comes, they rely on all parts of the mainland for support.

Once the military supplies are delayed, the rate of reserve consumption is shocking.

Charlie sent people to various cities to collect the payment, and when he entered the city, he was surrounded by crying and anxious people who inquired about the situation, and finally came to a sentence, "The people in the transportation team are busy building tree houses for their families. There is no one else. If so, move it yourself."

Hongsen City, which is closest to the north, simply intercepted all supplies openly and began to frantically thicken the walls of its own city.

Because of this unexpected change, the city lord Hongsen, who had offended the falcon eye bloodline in the north, was not dismissed.

Most of the elders of the Yanmu bloodline who controlled the forces behind Hongsen were persuaded by him: ——We support the Falconeye bloodline because they can resist the giant beasts north of Tianchao.

—and this time it seemed unstoppable.

——The unstoppable result is that we need to face the monsters rushing to the city and protect our homeland by ourselves.

——Then, we also need supplies, even more than they need.

— After all, they are fighters, and they should be more durable and tougher than us, shouldn't they?

——It is the weak who need special care and protection.

It sounds so reasonable that it is completely irrefutable.

The elders were finally persuaded by reasons such as first occupying the giant trees in the nearby forest, manpower tools are needed to build a tree house, and once the giant beasts arrive, they cannot be raised and farmed before they are killed, so more food needs to be stored.

Hongsen became the first city to openly betray the entire alliance and no longer provide military supplies to the north.

With this leader, although other cities did not openly tear themselves apart, they also began to procrastinate.

The patriarchs of the families of the Falcon Eye bloodline gathered together to discuss for 10 minutes, and came to the conclusion that you don't want to play, so I won't accompany you.

Disperse the soldiers of all tribes, and go home to garrison your own cities.We stop here casually, and you are free to deal with it later.

Arthur and other young people listened to a group of elders clamoring with dark faces, almost wanting to kneel to them.

One minute before the order was issued, Tina, one of the guard captains of the Central Saiwei Palace, rushed to Tianzhu.

The messenger was stopped by her and brought back to the conference room. Charlie and the others were picking their teeth with their legs crossed, and they frowned when they saw her come in.

Tina smiled very kindly, "It's great if everyone is here."

Charlie said with a sullen face, "What do the servants have to say?"

Tina took out a note from her pocket, "Just a few words, so far the children are doing well, but there is no land in the Saiwei Palace, and the chicks have to eat. So, everyone still keeps Let's work together to get through the dry season."

Of course, Saiwei Palace is not worried about how the giant beasts can go up, but the increase in the population of Yuren over the past few thousand years has reduced the area originally used for planting and breeding on the floating island of Saiwei Palace. The island has completely become a growth school for fledglings.

All food and clothing are provided by the city that sends the chicks.

If everyone works together to tide over the difficulties, these cities will be destroyed, and the children of each family will starve to death first.

"I want to do a good job, and I need others to cooperate!" Charlie slapped the table, echoing.

Tina clasped her palms together and nodded slightly, "Besides me, people who went to lobby in other cities have also set off, don't worry everyone."

Every family has children on the island, and Saiwei Palace has pinched everyone's deathbed.

The northern line of defense barely broke up, and the military supplies in various places were slow and small, but they were still being transported to Tianchao.

In another month, the entire Yuren Continent will enter winter, and the cold wind in the north howls all day long. Those who are already cold on Duantianya have to wrap their heads and faces when going out.

The soldiers changed into new winter cotton clothes, and their flying flexibility was much lower.

Kristen rose at dawn, put on his heaviest clothes, changed into non-slip boots, and finally wrapped his wings in a huge cloak, with the hood pulled up over his head.

After pushing open the door, he was still choked by the wind, so he took one step back and three steps back, heading towards a big chimney that was emitting thick smoke.

It was a remodeled workshop.

Except for that place, the whole Duantianya is quiet only the sound of the wind, and the further you walk in, you can hear the sound of clanging knocking dissipating in the wind.

The workshop works in 24-hour shifts, and today is the day when the first batch of rocket launchers produced by the assembly line are assembled.

Chris pushed open the door of the workshop, and his whole body was a little stiff from the cold. The cold wind rolled into the steaming factory building. Some people looked up, and most of them were buried in their work.

Several master craftsmen greeted from a distance, "Mr. Chris, come and see these accessories."

They all held inspection and measurement tools in their hands for acceptance. Chris rubbed his hands, waited until his body warmed up a bit, put the cloak back and started working.

As the sky grew brighter, more people came to work in the workshop.

Bazel came in with a rattan basket, and found Chris at a glance, "You kid, why did you come here so early and didn't even eat?"

"I wasn't hungry when I woke up," Chris smiled, and put down what he was doing to wash his hands, "Thank you Dad."

Bazel also became a journeyman during this time, so watch him start eating breakfast and take over the work next to him.

The parts that had been accepted were carried away for assembly, and the barrels of the guns stood up in the open space, and the shells were packed into wooden boxes.

Chris nibbled down two sweet potato-like pieces and drank a bowl of fruit porridge, with one left in the basket.

With the advent of winter, the supply of materials is in short supply, and everyone's food has been reduced a lot. They no longer change things casually like before, and only focus on ensuring nutrition.

Bazel saw him pick up the tools again, and glanced at the basket, "Tsk, and eat so little, Arthur will blame me when he comes back."

Chris quickly measured the data with a caliper and recorded it for comparison, "But I haven't lost weight at all. It's true that I only have this much appetite. It's enough. Next time, don't prepare so much for me."

Bazel couldn't help but took a deep breath, his nose was a little sore, "It's really hard for you." He left just after finishing Saifei. He thought that when he was young, he probably couldn't make it through.

The children more or less sent back the news of their injuries. The three girls in the house often cried secretly, but Chris was always smiling.

If it weren't for the fact that the lights in his room were often on late, Bazel might really think that he didn't care about Arthur's situation at all.

"It's a pleasure to work with everyone." Chris didn't care much, and occasionally when he was depressed, he thought it might be caused by the endocrine of this body.

It's like, even if you are a man, if you become a woman, you will always be a little emotional on the days of your aunt every month.

"Also, the sooner we finish these jobs, Arthur and the others will be safer, and the dry season will be easier. Isn't it?"

Bazel stared at his focused profile, nodded vigorously, "Well, that's right."

The factory gate was pushed open with a bang, and a panicked male boy rushed in, "Uncle Bazel? Battle report!"

Bazel threw away the caliper in his hand, "I'm here, calm down, what happened?"

The boy is a male who has just returned home from Saiwei Palace for more than a year. He is not old enough to fight. He only does some messenger work. He probably has been flying against the wind for a long time. Uncle Charlie asked me to send a letter to seal off the roads in Duantianya."

Because he was whistling in the air when he flew back, many elders who stayed at home also rushed over.

Facing the heavy snowstorm, the old men walked staggeringly, and the leader paused for a moment on his crutches, "The workshop continues to work, don't stop, we have to deal with outside affairs."

Chris took a deep breath, glanced over the long line of rocket launchers being assembled in the open space, let out a soft breath, sat down and accelerated the speed in his hands.

Duantianya is built on a high cliff, and people usually use the landing platform to get in and out of the cliff. The normal way down the mountain is covered with dense trees, which is generally safe.

But the most important thing is that in the nearby small towns sheltered by Duan Tianya, such a heavy snowstorm makes everyone come out of their warm and comfortable houses to go to the treehouse in the forest, or they will die if they fail.

But there is no time to worry about this at the moment, the teenagers who sent the message flew out in all directions, and the rest set up barriers with the elders on a few sections of the Duantianya road.

A quarter of an hour later, several teams of people from other Falcon-eye families gathered in the workshop, and they were all escorting the master.

Headed by the sea eagle family, they went straight to find Bazel as soon as they entered the workshop, "Originally, we are all of the same blood line, so we should share weal and woe at times like this, but we are really worried about our family..."

Bazel sighed inwardly, and followed his gaze to the assembled bazookas, "What you said is that everyone is of the same bloodline and should take care of each other." Turning to Chris, "How many bazookas and bazookas can there be today? Cannonballs come out?"

Chris was startled, and already understood what he meant, "This batch of raw materials is only enough for about 400 shells, and more than [-] shells."

Bazel let out a sigh of relief, "Our Golden Eagles guard most of the entire defense line, and divide it equally according to the proportion of the defense line. Do you have any objections?"

The leaders of those teams looked at each other, "After all, our combat effectiveness is relatively weak..."

According to the garrison ratio, the Golden Eagles should get one-fifth. Bazel closed his eyes for a moment. Duan Tianya has no one in charge and can't compete, "I want twelve, no less."

Several teams were also a little shy about persecuting a female, and hurriedly waved their hands, "That's it, I've worked hard on you, I'm really sorry."

Bazel sat down and continued to work, waving his hand, "The military situation is urgent, let's go quickly, don't bother me."

Some people hesitated, "The master of the workshop..."

Chris raised his eyebrows, he was too bullying!

Bazel pressed his shoulders, "The masters from the workshops of each family, you can take them away if you can, and you can make these weapons yourself in the future."

In the snowy weather, these masters are not of the Falcon eye blood line, and their flying ability is average, so they can't walk at all.

The captain of the Sea Eagle family glared at the person who spoke, "Where, of course they will stay here to assist you in assembling the remaining cannon barrels. We will pick them up after we carry them over this time."

They have to fly fast and cannot take people with them. Even if they take them back to their own workshop without supporting furnace equipment, they can't start working right away. It's better to study here for a few more days.

Everyone tacitly dispersed.

On the way down from the top of Duantianya Cliff, several wooden fences made of rough wood and full of reversed steel nails were erected.

The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and the ghosts and wolves are howling across the top of the cliff, and they can't stand at all.

In the strong wind, the sound of metal and iron clashing began to be faintly heard, accompanied by loud or shrill beast roars getting closer.

Several other members of the Falcon-eye family carried the barrels and shells into the air and went back separately. The workshop was emptied in the blink of an eye, and the remaining dozen or so were still in the state of spare parts.

The master of the golden carving family gasped angrily, "Leave one for us anyway!"

The team leader who finally flew up shouted shamelessly before taking off, "I left one more for you!" Originally, there were twelve sets of parts, but what was left was thirteen sets of parts.

Chris pursed his lips and worked, damn it, it’s so bad without a centralized government, after this, you must all be submissive.

Before lunch, a group of giant beasts ran across Duantianya. There was no attraction on the high cliff, and no giant beasts came up.

The overwhelming feathered soldiers surrounded and killed the beasts, and the people in the nearby towns ran out of the warm houses shivering and hid in the treehouse forest.

After assembling the last cannon barrel, I continued to go to the cannonball side to help weigh the gunpowder. Everyone in the workshop was tense.

There was a loud and clear cry in the air, it was the soldiers of the Golden Carving family calling out to their families to report their safety when they passed by Duan Tianya.

Bazel put down his work and listened for a long time, then happily explained to Chris, "Everyone is fine, don't worry."

Chris's nerves were stretched all morning before he gradually relaxed. He put down the small scale in his hand, rubbed his sore shoulders, and walked to the yard outside the workshop.

From the high cliff top, you can see extremely far away.

The giant beasts pushed forward from the north like a gust of wind blowing the snow, and each one was like a tornado.

Surrounded by wind and snow, they suddenly entered this cool and humid place from another scorching hot and dry continent, running like the wind on their four hooves.

Hundreds of feathered warriors braved the wind and snow and shot arrows around the giant beasts in an attempt to slow down their running speed.

But the steel arrows were useless in the strong wind. The steel arrows were swept away from the track by the wind, and there was not even a trace of the thick skin of the giant beast.

Most of the fighters were exhausted after chasing here from the vicinity of Tianchao, and were gradually thrown off by the giant beasts that could not slow down and fly under the change of gravity in the mainland.

Only a few of the falcon-eye bloodlines are still besieging giant beasts individually or in teams.

Every time they stopped to pick up a certain one, they would be thrown further away by the giant beasts in front. Gradually, many giant beasts rolled up in the snow waves rushed to all directions on the mainland, and they could not be seen as far as the eye could see.

The resounding chirping of eagles continued to be heard in the air, calling out to all directions. Charlie ordered the soldiers under his command to return to their hometown cities to assist in the garrison, waiting for the falcon blood line to strangle and eliminate them. The exhausted soldiers scattered and flew to different cities.

Chris's face was flushed from the cold wind, and the tip of his nose was a little sore. He frowned and tried to distinguish those figures who were still flying and fighting, but he didn't know which one was Arthur.

I haven't seen him for about two months, I hope he is not injured?

Bazel stood in the workshop and looked at his back for a while, then sighed softly, thinking that when he was young, he often looked at the north like this every dry season, hoping to see Charlie's shadow.

After he stood there for more than a quarter of an hour, before returning to the house, Bazel went out with his cloak in his arms, "Good boy, come to a warm place. It seems that we can't solve it for a while, Arthur and the others will always Come back for dinner sometime."

Chris reached out to catch a snowflake, his fingertips were red from the cold, and his movements were already a little stiff.

"It's so cold, they fly so fast, it's hard, right?"

Bazel looked at the increasingly dense snow and fog, "... I am also very happy."

Chris turned to look at him suspiciously, "Huh?"

"The Falcon eye bloodline is born to be a powerful fighter, and the golden eagle is especially warlike," Bazel sighed, and put the cloak on him, "So when I was taken away by Charlie from the Tower of Babel, I cried many times. Find What's the point of living with such a partner who is always in fear?"

"I know that many females don't like the north. In terms of living environment, it's really not very good here." Chris pulled the cloak tight and continued to stare at the warriors who didn't slow down in the wind and snow.

Every time the epee slashed, a giant beast fell to the ground, and every swoop and turn was wrapped in a blizzard and gale. Among those people was Arthur. With such an aura of fearlessness, every swoop seemed to plunge into in the heart.