Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Two more days passed, and after several rounds of battles and conflicts, the team led by Gray Feather finally caught up with the main enemy team that invaded this time.

A simple round wooden tent was set up on the snow, half of which was buried underground to keep warm. Although they were savages, they also knew some basic survival methods.

When the team led by Gray Feather appeared, a quick horn was blown in the enemy's camp. A large number of savages rushed to the hillside with strange sounds and simple weapons. They rushed forward in numbers, like ugly dots in the snow.

"Front row, ready!"

"Fire!" The commander rode a horse to greet the accompanying team and issued a command to shoot. Then a series of gunpowder smoke rose, and crisp gunshots resounded in the valley.

"Hu-hu-hu-"

The panting savage climbed up the hillside with his fingers on the stone. Many people like him had fallen behind him. The savage jumped out from the crack between the stones, holding a thick iron knife in his hand and rushed directly to the members who were firing.

The warm blood spread in the snow, melting into a gully pit. Then several warriors holding melee weapons jumped down from the hill next to them, surrounded the savage, and then pierced his body with several swords and kicked him off the cliff.

The battle continued. Although the team of Shilin Mountain Fort had the advantage of terrain and the initial firepower advantage, as the sound of clattering sounded in the valley, a series of blood and snow bloomed on the hillside, and many people with guns fell down and rolled down the hillside.

"It's a burst automatic rifle!" Someone exclaimed, how could such an advanced weapon appear in the camp of these savages.

"Back off! Back to the dead corner where the other party can't shoot!" Someone shouted in the team.

Soon, the fighters who were shooting on the hillside retreated. Although this avoided casualties, they could not stop the group of savages below from climbing up.

"Bring up the machine gun." The leader of the gray feather species shouted.

"Yes."

Escorted by several gray feathers, two carriages were pulled up the hillside, and then the cover was removed, revealing two heavy machine guns supported by tripods.

"Fire!" The command knife was swung down heavily.

The two machine guns emitted short flames, and then a series of copper bullet shells were thrown continuously. The surging bullets shot a line on the hillside, sweeping across, and all the savages who approached were knocked to the ground, and some even broke their bodies on the spot.

However, such powerful firepower also consumed horrible. After only one minute of shooting, the two boxes of bullets were used up. After that, seeing that the savages' offensive weakened, the leader decisively asked them to stop shooting.

At this moment, the combat members poked their heads out again to observe the situation below. The hillside and the valley camp were full of dead savage bodies, and the rest were also in disarray, shouting and fleeing everywhere.

"Kononi (you, go)!" In the camp, a burly figure holding an automatic rifle was still shouting loudly, forcing the fleeing savages to calm down and charge the hill again.

Beside him, there were also many members wearing the same thick fur and holding guns in their hands. They were bloated and wore the skulls and bones of some beasts as helmets on their heads.

"Darcy (attack)!"

Seeing that he couldn't stop these fleeing savages, he simply ignored them and led his men to shoot at the hillside.

Compared with the relatively backward musket rifles in Shilin Mountain Fort, the burst rifles in their hands were too advanced.

The sound of "da da" echoed in the valley. Although it was not as continuous as the beeping of machine guns, it also formed a firepower network that made the combatants panic. After all, these people were summoned by the Gray Feathers to drive away the savages, not to fight with such firepower.

Although the leader of the Gray Feathers had been shouting loudly, many people still began to retreat and flee. Only the combat members brought by Stone Forest Fort barely maintained the front line and kept firing back.

"Machine gun!" Seeing that the situation was still unfavorable, the leader ordered to open fire again without caring how many bullets were left.

"Yes!"

Continuous bullets shot into the camp in the valley, directly smashing the crude wooden sheds built, splashing a lot of snow, and many of the furry warriors who shot were also killed and injured.

But compared with those unintelligent savages, the fighting will of these furry warriors can be said to be firm, or fanatical. Under the call and order of the leader, they kept rolling to avoid bullets, hiding in the pits dug under the tents, avoiding the bullets, and then occasionally poking their heads to fight back.

This way of fighting made most of the machine gun bullets miss, and after a few minutes, although the Stone Forest Fort had begun to use them sparingly and attack with short-shot combos, the bullets gradually reached the bottom, and all the bullets in the four iron boxes brought were exhausted.

They had no choice but to fight hard. Fortunately, even though the accompanying combatants were timid, the troops of Shilin Mountain Fort still outnumbered those furry warriors.

Under the command of the leader, a group of members inserted bayonets, or simply threw down their guns and took out the weapons they carried, and rushed down the mountain.

At this time, the opponent's bullets were also consumed a lot, and the sound of gunfire was sparse. Facing the charge of hundreds of people, they could not fire enough sniping barrages. After knocking down a few people sporadically, close combat was inevitable.

Swords and axes slashed in the snow, and the battlefield was very messy. Even the team on the side of Shilin Mountain Fort did not have a very neat formation and coordination. When they were in a hurry to kill, they basically moved forward and backward according to instinct.

Looking at such a scene, Heshia couldn't help shaking her head slightly. It can only be said that the civilization on this planet has regressed too much, and there is no organization that can conduct large-scale military training on this land.

In the center of the camp, the enemy leader was steaming with white steam all over his body, and his body gradually became taller and bigger. With a body of nearly five meters, he stood in the camp like a giant. Just by kicking and grabbing, he took away many members of the battle, causing many casualties.

This should be the combat power of the high-level sequence 4. Tilan estimated that the opponent's combat power could probably rank more than 800 among the freshmen who had just entered the first year of Edes Academy.

The body is strong enough, but the means of attack are extremely monotonous and scarce, and it lacks flexibility and defense. If someone moves quickly and agilely, the huge body will become a weakness after getting close.

Just as she thought so, several black shadows passed through the woods beside the hillside at a high speed, and kept approaching the huge body from the shadows that no one noticed or cared about.

The dark grey and black shadow passed through the collapsed tent camp in a trance, then suddenly jumped up, and the sharp sword stabbed directly into the opponent's neck, destroying the spine connected to the body. The two swords swept past, and fine blood flowers floated. Then the black shadow that jumped onto the giant's shoulder jumped up, dodged the thick fingers that returned to defend, and even flexibly used the sword blade to cut the fingers in the air to gain leverage.

After falling to the ground, the 'giant' in the center of the venue attacked randomly with bloodshot eyes, but at this time he was already unstable and fell on the wooden platform on one side, probably because the nerves connecting his legs were partially damaged.

Then there was a series of gunshots, hitting the 'giant's' head, making it howl and roar, but weak and painful.

Soon, his swollen body gradually returned to its original state, and the hairy warriors around him were few and far between.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the remaining people began to flee, and the big man who was originally the leader was also thrown on the spot.

After chasing for a while, the leader of the Gray Feather Clan asked his men to stop because it was completely dark and the mountains were pitch black at night, which was very dangerous.

"Let's go back."

That night, the camp in the valley was cleared out, and the dead savages were piled in a pit and burned with firewood. The wooden tents that were originally built became the residence of everyone that night after being transformed.

As for the leader, he was tied up with iron chains and tied in a large tent in the center for interrogation.

Unfortunately, the language spoken by the enemy leader was not a common common language, but a spontaneous and deformed language of their local area, and there was not even an exact text, which made it difficult to communicate, and it was impossible to obtain key information from him, such as where these guns came from, how they controlled the savages, and why they appeared here, etc.

After a period of ineffective interrogation, the Gray Feather Clan could only give up for the time being.

Late at night, everyone in the camp had already gone to bed, and only a few people sat by the fire to keep watch. Winter nights are particularly cold. If it weren't necessary for someone to patrol, few people would be willing to spend time outside.

There was no moon in the sky, and the wilderness was pitch black.

In an unnoticed corner, some tiny creatures flew through the air and landed on the top of the tent, and then followed the smell to land on the piled corpses next to the camp, and slowly got in.

The next day, the leader gathered everyone, leaving a small number of people to guard, and the rest were divided into several teams to scout again to make sure there were no wild people activities around.

Heshia also left with the most important backbone troops.

...

On the fourth day, the leader of the Gray Feathers determined that there were no remaining wild tribes around, and prepared to gather everyone back to the mountain fort. On the way back, several panicked soldiers rode towards them on horseback.

"What happened?" Looking at the panicked expressions of several people, the leader of the Gray Feathers frowned.

"Camp, something happened in the camp." The two spoke with lingering fear.

"A lot of bugs, strange bugs, many people died." They said breathlessly, with fear still in their eyes.

"Bugs?" The leader seemed to remember something.

"What kind of bugs are they?"

"White, flying everywhere, poisonous, eating flesh and blood." The two people pieced together words to describe them.

Hearing this, the leader looked solemn, and unexpectedly remained silent for a long time, as if hesitating.

"You stand still, don't move." After saying that, he waved his hand.

"Come on, surround the two of them, aim with your gun, and fire at the slightest movement."

"Yes." Although it was strange, the soldiers around him still executed the order, and this action also confused the two people who came to report.

The leader asked the team to stop temporarily, and then whispered a few words to several high-level gray feather species accompanying him, and then several people also led the people to disperse solemnly, keeping a certain distance.

"Go to the surrounding area to chop wood and make a fire first." The leader ordered, and soon two piles of flames rose in the open space.

"You, take off all your clothes and throw them into the fire."

The two people who reported realized something and took off their clothes in a panic and threw them into the fire. Sure enough, not long after, some insects the size of rice grains flew out of the flames and prepared to escape, but at this time, the Gray Feather Extraordinary who had been alert and prepared waved his hand, and the strange incense powder was sprinkled, and then the flames burst and burned the insects into ash.

"Also, you two take a bath with the potion in the basin." The leader ordered again, asking the two to use the newly prepared potion to wipe their bodies. The smell of these potions is a bit pungent, and it may even feel stinging when you put your hands in. It is a very corrosive liquid at a glance.

"This..." The two looked a little scared, but they could only do it under the aiming of a group of muskets.

During the cleaning process, the two people grimaced and cried in pain. After washing, they used the thrown razor to clean all the hair, and then they relaxed a little.

"Now you enter a dormant state, and we will take you back later." The leader waved his whip and ordered.

The two had no choice but to do so and lay on the wooden board. Soon, a layer of light yellow transparent shell covered the surface of their bodies, and then the color became darker and darker, and became no longer transparent, just like a pupa.

Seeing this, the leader waved his hand and asked someone to bring two temporary coffins, put the two people in, and then nailed the gaps and smeared the interlayer with honey, and then he felt relieved.

"Let's go, we're going back." He waved his whip and ordered.

"Aren't you going to see what happened in the camp?" Someone asked.

"No, we're going back directly, and we'll go back to discuss what's going on." The leader's eyes glared.

"Yes, yes."

The team galloped in the wilderness, but the atmosphere was not joyful after victory, but dull as if under a dark cloud.

After a day of galloping, the team finally arrived outside the mountain fort at night, but the leader only led a few people back to the city, and the others stayed where they were for the time being, including Heshia and Ores who were accompanying them.

After arriving at the mountain fort, the few people soon met with the high-level leaders of the Gray Feather Clan who had received the news long ago. This was also the first time that Tilan met the top leaders who governed the Stone Forest Mountain Fort.

Several old men in black cloaks and raincoats walked out in the dim torchlight. They sat on stone chairs and looked at the few people who returned below with old eyes.

"We already knew what you want to say in the afternoon." One of them on the left spoke, his voice old and hoarse.

"I didn't expect that those insects still have remnants."

"Does the elder know the origin of these insects?" Sigmund asked carefully.

"Well, when we were young, probably younger than you are now, we have seen the harm of these insects." His voice brought everyone back to the past about 200 years ago.

"We didn't live in this land at that time. We should live further east of the mountains, which is northeast of the wilderness where the wild people gather today."

"At that time, during a ruins excavation, these frozen insects in a laboratory escaped. At first, only a few people were injured, and then a few years later, a 'black fog storm' swept up..."

"After that, almost no local creatures, whether human or animal, were spared. They were all eaten by the swept insects. We had to flee all the way here, using the vast wilderness in the east to block these insects."

"Then how did we deal with and defeat these insects at that time?" Sigmund and others were curious.

"We didn't defeat them, but after a few years, these insects suddenly disappeared overnight." The old man answered slowly.

Such an answer made the mood of several people present depressed and worried.

"What should we do now?" the people present asked.

"Issue a notice to all settlements and organizations near Shilin Mountain Fort. Anyone who encounters this kind of insect must be burned and the signs must be suppressed in the early stage." The leading old man supported the handrail and ordered.

"They are dangerous, but they don't have very strong combat power. If we take preventive measures, they are not uncontrollable."

"In addition, they need a lot of flesh and blood to reproduce, which means that they can't spread and multiply spontaneously in the wasteland. They can only rely on parasitic animals with flesh and blood."

"If we take countermeasures and kill them in the early stage, it's possible." Even so, everyone present still didn't have much confidence.

"I understand." There was no better way at this time, so everyone had to leave.

A few days later, a team of horsemen galloped across the wasteland of this land, conveying the notice and orders of the Stone Forest Fort to each settlement, and even nailed down notice boards at each key intersection, posting and writing this notice.

The tense atmosphere spread across the wasteland, and many settlements also lit burning fires to deal with the insects they found.

The burning black ash flew into the sky with the heat, and was then carried down by water vapor and ice particles, turning into dirty and black snow, falling all over the fort.