Feather blades flying together

This is already the ninth day that the giant beasts have crossed the border on a large scale, and the Featherman Continent is experiencing catastrophe.

More and more behemoths, only occasionally can one or two be killed by the city defense soldiers of various cities.In addition, there are also bandits who wait for the opportunity to burn, kill and loot everywhere.

Usually, there are high walls and thick walls, and these prisoners who escaped from crimes and wandered around in the city can't do much.

At this time, everyone lived in tree houses outside the city, without any protection, and the wooden walls that could be pierced by a single blow from heavy weapons were simply waiting to be snatched.

Even if it wasn't for supplies, these guys who were expelled and couldn't settle in a stable place for a lifetime, and always didn't have enough food and clothing, hated these same kind of people who had affluent and stable daily life.

Even if they want to kill a few people to make everyone unhappy, they will continue to attack and harass various gathering points, with no rules and a desperate posture. I won't let you go.

The city defense soldiers in various cities and the northern garrison who came back to assist had to arrange to relocate the wooden houses, demolish the wooden houses built too far away, or arrange as many people as possible in a wooden house according to the load bearing of the big trees, so as to facilitate shrinking the defense line .

The raging behemoth has been left unattended, and I have no ability at all.

Finally, some news came from the north, and they went to various cities to ask if there were any raw materials such as steel and gunpowder.

When more than a dozen messengers arrived at the urban settlements, they expressed shock and sympathy for everyone's tragic situation. Some even held the hands of the victims and shed tears. They all said the same thing at the end.

First, the warriors of the Falcon-eye line continued to fight in the north, even though they lacked weapons and military supplies, they still persisted.

In fact, there are still giant beasts crossing the border these days. If they are not still killing giant beasts, you will never see more than that.

It is true to keep hunting giant beasts. As for the purpose~ In order to train soldiers and leather armor, and at the same time protect their own fortress, the Falcons in the north are now going out to kill giant beasts every day.

When the dry season passed, the corpses of giant beasts stretching along the northern defense line were proof.

Secondly, we are really short of weapons. Not only are we short of weapons, but we also lack food and clothing. After all, we don’t grow food ourselves. You cities have sent a lot less supplies this year, and soldiers who are hungry have no strength.

You guys are miserable, and I sympathize with you too. In fact, apart from sympathizing with you, my tears are also crying for ourselves?Anyway, you have a lot of food, and you can dig up a lot from the city. We don't have anything.

Finally, to emphasize the most important sentence, is there steel, iron ore, or sulfur and other raw materials for making gunpowder? ! !

Take a look at those giant nail guns and anti-city bows pressed in the ruins of your collapsed city walls, you can't bear to look at them for a second time, what a waste of resources!

If the steel to make these things had been given to us before, you would have been rescued from suffering.

……

Seeing the messengers of the Falcon's blood line from ecstasy to disappointment, helplessness and shame, everyone understands. The central idea is that you deserve it. We are simply great heroes and saints. trying to save you.

And, if you want to be saved, if you have hardships, everyone will eat together, and some supplies will be generously given out, but it is useless for you to hold them anyway.

The city lords of various cities had no choice. Some warehouses were taken over by giant beasts, and where there was still much stock to be dug out, the couriers who could be fished out were conscripted and taken away.

For another three days, the soldiers of the Falcon's eye lineage marched southward.

The soldiers sent by each family are in groups of ten, each group has a bazooka, carries thirty shells, and the rest are old-fashioned cold weapons.

Thousands of people were divided into hundreds of groups, and almost all the bazookas produced were taken away, leaving few under the fortresses of each family.

As the city closest to the north, Hongsen was bypassed by all the teams in unison.

Arrive in each city, call the northern garrison formation that has withdrawn from the local area to cooperate, and then find the dens of the giant beasts, first fire the rocket launcher to startle them out, and then use the street trees as cover to surround and kill them one by one.

The administrators and city lords of each city were forced to come out to help calculate the loss and guide the route. The city defense troops raided the formation, the northern garrison lured the enemy, and the Falcon's eye blood line gave a fatal blow.

Every time the giant beast was frightened by the huge roar of the rocket launcher, saw the flesh and blood of its companions being blown up, and was injured by the shrapnel, it would go mad and run around, often destroying a street in an instant.

There are generally three types of responses from personnel in various cities. Because the northern garrison has Falcon Eye as the backbone, they regained their composure and lined up to kill in an orderly manner.

Some of the city guards were veterans who had retired from the north. They picked up some of the courage and blood they had, and urged others to cooperate.

The strangest city administrators, for the first time in their lives, saw falcons hunting giant beasts with their own eyes.

At the beginning of the first shot, there were all kinds of cheers. It is good to have such a powerful weapon. The giant beast was blown up with flesh and blood in one shot. It felt like the giant beast in the whole city was dead in minutes.

Then I saw the Hayabusa put away the bazooka and began to fight in person.

Before some people could see clearly, the city wall standing under their feet was knocked down by the berserk beast, and when it fell and was picked up, they roared, "Blast them, why don't you blow them to death!"

Put on the good-tempered Captain Falconeye, leave it aside and leave it alone, Isabella is so hot-tempered, and slapped the shouting guy's three teeth on the spot, "Damn! The old lady wants to blow up, you can do it!" Cannonballs! No cannonballs, bb fart!"

There was silence around, and those who cared had already counted the number of shells on the back of a small team, twenty or thirty, while the number of giant beasts sheltered from the wind in a big city had risen to nearly a hundred.

This scene happened in every city, and the news spread from the center of the battle to the surrounding people living in the tree houses, and finally formed a general mood of repentance and reflection.

There were even ordinary citizen families who made the best food at home and sent it over to give extra meals to the heroes of the falcon blood line.

Chris received these written in Arthur's note, lying on the bed and laughing for a long time, this seems to be the military and civilian families recorded in human history or something.

Everyone in the cities that were saved has heard about the falcon's bloodline's incredible flying skills, wind-like speed, and heroic appearance when a giant beast was killed by a single blow...

Sing better than a troubadour!

On the third day after the falcon-eye bloodline came out to help clean up the city, some males who had never been on the battlefield began to fly out from their homes and stopped in the air far away to watch them strangle the giant beast.

The vigorous operation to save the mainland seems to have turned into a performance, and the people of the various families of the Falcon Eye bloodline are a little speechless.

Then some subtle self-satisfaction rose in my heart, you are a mortal, you still don't kneel down... and so on.

After the giant beasts crossed the border, they felt cool and had plenty of water and food at first, but after a few days of continuous wind and snow, they began to feel cold.

The reaction speed was not as fast as before, and Yuren's street fighting in the city to kill them was more advantageous than the open and chaotic forest belt. Although it took a little longer than expected, the city was cleaned up in just over a week.

But no one dared to go back to live. The city wall has not yet been repaired. Most of the houses in the city have been destroyed. They are not as good as tree houses. up.

But the cities that have been recaptured, if no one is stationed, will soon be occupied by giant beasts from the north who cross the border.

While everyone was having a headache, Arthur returned to the north with other males of his age in the Falcon eye line.

These little ones are youngsters who have just finished racing and most of the family mates are in the process of transformation.

Chris has to sleep sixteen hours a day these days, and some of his beautiful golden silk and white feathers have fallen off.

When he is awake, he also tries to stay in the room as much as possible, because he really can't figure out how the wings of the entity are blurred. This does not conform to any knowledge he has learned from the worldview. Now he can only use the optical brain to monitor every minute. Want to understand how this process happens.

It felt like a few days later, Arthur came back again, broke into the house in the evening, the lighting spar in the room lit up, there was a sound in the bathroom, and then the bed was lifted, and the temperature suddenly rose.

Chris rolled his eyelids during the whole process, and he was awake, but he didn't even bother to move his eyelashes, so he snorted, "Huh?"

Arthur held him in his arms and let out a long sigh of relief, his tired and sore muscles and bones felt much more comfortable, "It's done."

"Oh? So soon?" Chris became a little interested, thinking that he came back specially because he was in the metamorphosis period.

Arthur Xuxu talked about the process, "Now think of a way to help them protect the city that has been emptied of giant beasts, and then move back the supplies as much as possible."

After sleeping all afternoon, Chris yawned, stretched his back and forth under the quilt, and lazily came up with an idea, "It's cold, then, use ice cubes to freeze the opening of the city wall. Ice is crisper than freezing in the cold wind." The masonry walls are much stronger."

Arthur's eyes lit up, "It's a good idea. Tomorrow, we will also build an ice wall on our way down from Tianya."

"A whole piece," Chris arched comfortably, and sat up uncomfortably, "During the few days you left, I thought about how to ensure the status of the Falcon-Eye bloodline."

Arthur rubbed his shoulder blade near the root of the wing with his warm palm, "What way?"

"The only way for those bloodlines to achieve the same status as us is to improve their combat effectiveness, right?" Chris analyzed the details to him step by step, "Innate is hopeless, so it can only be acquired, such as the one I designed. That gun."

"I used it to kill many giant beasts when there were few people," Arthur sighed. "If you practice stronger, you can shoot two or three times."

"So, I can't give them, but if there are good things to use, it's a fool's job to hide them and fight for their own lives." Chris gestured with a cross, "How to solve it? Let them never be able to manufacture and use these things." gone."

Throughout human history, in the era of cold weapons, many governments prohibited civilians from wearing swords. In the era of hot weapons, many countries also banned guns. In the era of interstellar weapons, the manufacture of combat mechs and other weapons has always been in the hands of centralized governments. hand.

Unlike this feathered world, all cities have the ability to manufacture weapons such as steel arrows, and each city has related workshops for manufacturing ordnance.

Such rights and abilities should come to an end here.

Once a hot weapon is manufactured, with an idea, it will be able to do everything, and the speed of development will be rapid.

Those master craftsmen I saw in Duantianya Workshop these days, many of the manual operations are even better than my own level.

"Build a workshop between Duan Tianya and the northern cities, gather all the ordnance masters from each city, and then, most importantly, take away all kinds of metal mines in all cities."

Without this large-scale behemoth crossing the border, it would be very difficult to do so.But now it's a pie in the sky, and if it can't be broken, it can just establish new world rules.

Arthur has already jumped up to get a pen and paper to record. People of the Falcon-eyed bloodline are aggressive but not stupid, but they have been influenced by the fixed thinking of the division of labor for thousands of years, and no one thought that rights could be distributed in this way.

"Yes, if they don't even have steel, they don't know how to make these weapons, as long as they are protected by us, we can update them any way we want."

Of course, the specific implementation details need to be carefully discussed, and the implementation process will not be smooth sailing, but this direction is enough.

Arthur finished recording, jumped up and kissed Chris hard, "Baby, you must have been given to me by Feather God himself."

Chris snorted, "No, you're just lucky, a blind cat hit a dead mouse!"

Arthur laughed, "Even if I'm lucky, luck is an important part of life."

The two got bored for a while, and after dinner, Arthur went out to send a letter to Charlie, asking him to consider when to call people from all the tribes of the Falcons to discuss.

Chris was sleepy again, and fell back, dazedly feeling like he hadn't done a lot of things, but he was out of energy.

Before going to bed, I thought vaguely, did I contribute to the change of this continent from the division of tribes to the separatism of princes?

There is no way for the Golden Eagles to establish a unified centralized government. All the falcons have nearly [-] people, and the total number of males, young and old of the Golden Eagles is less than [-]. Although they have advantages in combat power, they are not so obvious that they can be crushed. One can fight five. It is difficult to hit ten.

It is not a matter of a day or two to make other families bow their heads obediently.

When the cities in the mainland received the news and began to surround the cities with ice walls, Hong Sen was still in dire straits.

Enoch's emotions almost collapsed. Every day, the soldiers under his command, the neighbors around him, and his relatives came to ask questions in turn.

When will your officer come to the rescue?Didn't you say they would come to the rescue?Why not come?I heard that people from other cities can return to the city?Can't you send a letter to ask?Do you know what's going on?

And so on, everyone was trapped in the panic of being abandoned by the strongest in the mainland. In order to divert this emotion, they asked each other for affirmation, and drove themselves crazy while driving others crazy.

Some people began to throw stones in front of the tree house of Lord Hongsen.

It's all your fault, old guy. If you hadn't made a wrong decision, would the Falcon Eye bloodline be so heartless?

What?You said that although other cities are trying to do something, you are not alone!But he's smart, so it's better to leave a way out, who do you think is tearing his face?Who is as stupid as you and does things so terribly!

This is to send more than [-] people in the city to a dead end. After doing such a crazy thing, why don't you die!

If the people in my family can't resist this time, I swear to bring your whole family to die together! !

……

The owner of Hongsen City was groggy with a fever, and there was a bang on the wall of the tree house from time to time. The female in his family also fell ill and had been taken to a nearby tree house by his son. The family did not dare to enter or leave the house during the day. Take care of him.

Perhaps it was a flashback, but this morning he suddenly woke up, and he actually climbed up the wall to the door and yelled at the person who smashed the stone, "I want me to save you, call the elders to come, cough, cough..."

The young man who threw stones to vent his anger was taken aback, "What did you say?"

City Lord Hong Sen's forehead was shiny, and his face was glowing red strangely, "I said I know how to save you, to ensure that you are all right, go and call all the elders for me."

Although the young man came to vent his anger, he still had a clear mind, and he didn't dare to delay, so he quickly reported the news to Andre and Enoch.

Because Andre made a mistake, he hasn't said much recently. Enoch is still young and anxious. When he hears this, whether he is true or not, he will do it first.

What's more, what City Master Hongsen said, it's not his fault.

Among the elders of the Yanmu bloodline, few are younger than Hongsencheng Zhu, and some are even more seriously ill than him.

But the news spread all over the surrounding camps in an instant. Under the scorching gaze of everyone, these elders had no choice but to rush to the wooden house of the city lord with the support of their families.

City Master Hongsen sat on a straw mat in a corner of the wooden house, covered with a thick quilt, and counted the elders coming in one by one, sat around him, and smiled with drooping corners of his mouth, "Everyone is here ,very good."

All the elders were shocked by his glowing eyes, they all shrank their necks, and some of them coughed and couldn't breathe immediately.

One of them frowned, "Speak quickly if you have something to say, if you don't go to the city to pick up some supplies, people will starve to death, and it will be you..."

The fat on Hong Sen's face was gone, and his thick eyelids drooped so that there was only a gap in his eyes at the moment, "Tsk tsk, it's all me, I did it all by myself, it seems that you are all very innocent."

He used a long branch to stir the crackling firewood burning in the firepit in the middle of the room, and threw a small piece of something into it, and a faint smell of firewood came out.

Seeing that everyone was silent, his narrowed eyes flashed viciously, "At the beginning, the people who raised their hands and voted to stop sending military supplies to the north, let me see, there are quite a few of them here, hehe~"

The elders couldn't tell whether it was a person who was about to die, but they always felt that he exuded a creepy aura, and no one dared to urge him to come up with a solution.

Someone coughed and coughed again from the smoke in the house.

Some of the juniors from various families and the city guards guarding outside the house shouted, "My lords, time is running out!"

City Lord Hongsen didn't know where the strength came from, and he slammed the wooden stick in his hand against the wooden wall, "Everyone be quiet!"

There was an old man who was coughing heart-piercingly, and was suddenly yelled at, and he went straight away.

The person next to him supported him, although he was in a hurry to follow his breath, but everyone still looked at each other and no one came forward.

With the target of the city lord standing here, no one thought of them.The anger accumulated by the people these days has frightened all of them. At this time, they actually can't tell whether they want the city lord to die, or continue to live as the target.

"Hey hey~ this is good, everything is quiet, how nice..." The city lord narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath of the astringent smoke in the cool air, and poked the stick in his hand to the shoulder of the elder closest to him On, "Decisions made together have to be carried together, don't let Lao Tzu take the blame alone."

The elder blushed, he was more than ten years older than the city lord, how could he have been so angry, but facing the bald and thin man with an obviously abnormal expression, he held back for a long time, and then said, "Be reasonable, at this point……"

"This is the end, do I deserve it?" City Lord Hongsen chuckled again, "It's okay, it's okay, you're right, the matter has come to an end, there should be a conclusion. I will satisfy everyone today."

As he spoke, he slapped the wall hard again, and shouted out the window, "Get away!"

What are you not allowed to listen to?The young people flew more than ten meters away, muttering and wondering to each other.

In the wooden house, a group of old men gradually felt confused and seemed to be very sleepy. The guy who was fainted by his partner was the first to find that he couldn't move. He opened his mouth and his tongue was a little stiff, "You, you do ,What have you done?"

The expression on the face of Hongsen City Lord became more and more frenzied, "I have already said that the decision made together must be carried together! Don't Hayamu hold grudges? Tell them to vent their anger! Heroes who want fame like that, look When the culprit is solved, the public will definitely not be embarrassed."

He got up tremblingly, took out a half-foot-long dagger from under his buttocks, and wiped open the neck of the nearest elder with one stroke, and then, one step at a time, under the horrified and desperate eyes of the rest of the people, he chattered with his teeth. The loud sound killed everyone in the room like peeling a fruit.