Chronicles of Primordial Wars Chapter 256 - The collapse

Chapter 256 - The collapse

Translated by Lesyt Team

Edited by Ilesyt

Shao Xuan attacked Hu Ma again, he could only lift the stick once again to stop his sword.

First strike.

Second strike.

The ground under the feet of Hu Ma was shaking from blocking the two fierce attacks. More and more sounds were issued.

Just as everyone thought he would attack consecutively again, there was the third strike!

Hearing a sound, Shao Xuan noticed the sword in his hand was broken in half.

When Shao Xuan struck at Hu Ma for the third time, he lowered his body and suddenly changed his momentum. He agilely went past Hu Ma swiftly, the half broken sword still in his hand. He cut at him so fast that Hu Ma failed to dodge it. Drawing blood from his waist.

Hu Ma did not expect such a thing to happen to him, but fortunately he reacted quickly and tried to avoid it. Shao Xuan only held half sword in his hand. If the blade was intact, Hu Ma would probably have been cut in half like the first man.

Although the wound was not fatal, it was a serious one.

His cold sweat was dripping.

This strike scared Hu Ma.

Feeling the shaking of the mountain under his feet, Hu Ma ignored his wound and hurried to the hole with his stick.

At this moment, Kun Tu and the others anxiously looked above. After all, they were not totem warriors and their eyesight was not good enough to see what was happening above. Based on the discussion of those travelers around there, they guessed the situation above.

Like others, they were not optimistic about the victory of the twenty plus people of the Flaming Horns tribe. In such a fight between senior totem warriors, one more powerful warrior could guarantee the victory. All in all, Kun Tu and Chi Yi felt thatthe Flaming Horns tribe was less likely to win. However, judging from the discussions they heard, the situation above was really different from what they imagined.

“Kun Tu, I cannot see it clearly. Could you tell me who is fighting against Hu Ma?” Having lived on the gra.s.slands for a long time, Chi Yi naturally knew about the Dishan tribe’s bad reputation and Hu Ma was famous for his strength. However, Chi Yi could not figure out who in the end fought against Hu Ma and was seemingly likely to win. He wondered who could strike at Hu Ma.

Kun Tu could not see it clearly, and he tried hard to think of the twenty individuals who had come with him. Among them, there was only one possible man according to the discussion of those travelers.

“Shao Xuan? Except him, I could not think of anyone else that is the youngest intermediate totem warrior with a stone sword.”

“However, Hu Ma is a senior totem warrior, one of the top three warriors of the Dishan tribe!” Chi Yi could not believe it.

Kun Tu looked up. “When Shao Xuan cut the intermediate totem warrior of the Dishan tribe in half, did you see it?”

Chi Yi was silent.

That strike really scared Chi Yi.

Kakakaka~~

Above, they could hear the cracks of the mountain even more clearly.

Everyone below the hole of the Dishan tribe hurriedly escaped. If that section of the mountain collapsed and hit them, they would be seriously injured or die. Moreover, there was a pa.s.sage in front of that hole. It was the widest part of the whole mountain, the people who could rest in that hole were powerful. After hundreds of years, a pa.s.sage the width of about 10 meters was formed.

By comparison, no one tried to occupy the holes near the top of the mountain. Because few tribes rested there, there were less disputes, fewer people living there ment the pa.s.sages were narrower.

Therefore, looking down from the top, you could see that the place where the people of Dishan tribe were resting had the widest pa.s.sage. Once it collapsed, a terrible threat would be posed to those people below them.

Under such a circ.u.mstance, those below it hurried to escape, and those close to the bottom of the mountain at once took away the livestock tied in that place for fear that it would fall down.

In front of entrance of the hole of the Dishan tribe.

Hearing the loud sound behind him, which was caused by a man walking on the ground, Hu Ma tried his best to rush to the hole. The wound at his waist was bleeding because he was running so fast. Looking at the man holding the bow at the entrance of the hole, Hu Ma roared: “Shoot him!”

If he could’ve killed Shao Xuan with an arrow, he would’ve done so long ago. Hu Ma knew this, but at this moment he needed someone to stop Shao Xuan. He did not want to fall down with this section of the mountain.

The archer in the hole also reacted quickly and drew the bow to shoot Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan slowed down to dodge those arrows and stamped on the ground fiercely. Some egg-sized rocks were shaken.

Shao Xuan stamped on the ground fiercely again and many people became furious.

s.h.i.t, it is going to collapse. Stop stamping on it!

Kakakaka!

They could see the clear cracks spreading from under the feet of Shao Xuan to other places, connected with a gap in the wall of mountain.

Boom~~!

A section of the mountain, over 30 meters in length, collapsed nearly one-arm height lower. Many different sizes of stones crushed and rolled down from the mountain.

The crowd below it saw the scene and ran. They were not hit by the falling stones, but while looking at those constantly rolling stones, the travelers near it could not help but tremble.

No matter where they came from and which party they supported, the travelers were intimidated by this sudden change. The battle between the Dishan tribe and the Flaming Horns tribe had just began, so why did it collapse? Such great strength.

Many tribes around there did not allow senior totem warriors to fight, because the fight between them would cause a lot of damage.

Shao Xuan did not retreat because of the collapse. He swung the arm holding the broken sword and the blade hit the flying stones. The stones didn’t get destroyed, but they moved as fast as meteors.

The sound of bone cracking and a body being punctured could not be heard clearly, because of the loud sound made by the collapse of the mountain. The archers in the hole fell down one by one.

Mai and the others acted immediately. Shao Xuan didn’t do this impulsively. He did it to attract the attention of those archers in the hole so that they could evacuate. Among the over 20 people of the Flaming Horns tribe, many were injured, including three who couldn’t walk. If the archers shot arrows at them, they definitely would not be able to evade them.

Fortunately, now those archers paid all their attention to Shao Xuan, who was getting closer to the hole. At the same time, the others could leave with the injured as soon as possible.

There were many limbs and corpses on the ground of the Dishan tribe. Moreover, some living people who could not move were abandoned.

The archers fell down one by one, Hu Ma pushed aside the man next to him. He took out his good bow, which was made by himself, made of the best ox horn in the tribe, as well as the bamboo which they exchanged for with a large number of livestock. It was different from those other bows.

He was drawing the bow.

Jiu~!

A sharp sound was heard and an arrow was shot.

This arrow was much faster than those shot by those archers, it had a much higher chance of killing its target. Shao Xuan did not dodge it, but twisted his wrist to block the arrow shooting at him with his sword.

Boom!

The stone head of the arrow broke and Shao Xuan‘s sword was dented.

Feeling the strength coming from his hand, Shao Xuan’s eyes flashed. He looked at the bow in Hu Ma’s hand in the hole. He did not know if that was their best bow. If they could make a better bow, Shao Xuan wanted to find the material to make one which totem warriors could draw. In that case, such bow could help them defeat the Wan Shi tribe in the future.

Not enough. If the bow was a little stronger and the man drew it with greater strength...

Shao Xuan blocked the arrow, but Hu Ma didn’t stopped. He took out three arrows, and shot the three almost at the same time. Then he quickly took out another three from the arrow tube.

He took out arrows, drew the bow, and shot them in a short period of time. Judging from this, you could know he was very skillful at it.

However, the bow could only withstand limited strength. Hu Ma, the senior totem warrior, could only suppress his strength to shoot these arrows. Otherwise, the bow would break.

Hu Ma tried to hit Shao Xuan and kill him. If not, at least he could force him to fall down with the section of the mountain.

Shao Xuan no longer moved forward, but suddenly pushed off the ground to dodge the three arrows, and he waved the broken sword to stop the ensuing arrows. He only had the half sword and it took him great efforts to stop them. If he had had a complete sword, it would have saved a lot of effort.

The people of his tribe had evacuated, so Shao Xuan stamped hard on the ground.

The rocks on the cliff of the mountain shook violently and some gravels went rolling off from the cliff. Large chunks in the pa.s.sage in front of the hole separated from the entire mountain. They didn’t fall down consecutively, but directly collapsed.

In the big ring-shaped mountain, the sound of the gliding mountain overwhelemed everything. Some of the people below it tried to dodge it, while some continued to watch the scene. Some horses tied in a safe place at the foot of the mountain heard the sound and were still restlessly treading on the ground.

Thanks to the collapse of this section, the stones in other places also fell down. In a second, those who stood outside the hole went into the hole. In the location of the people of the Dishan tribe, the situation was worse. Just now, a man had been hit by a rock falling down.

Hu Ma was standing at the entrance of the hole and did not dare to stretch his neck. From time to time a rock fell down. He was afraid that if he turned his head, he would be hit. He saw the piece of rock where Shao Xuan stood, fall down, Hu Ma felt rea.s.sured. Even if he survived, he would get injured, right? In that case, he would no longer need to be afraid of him.

He touched the bleeding wound at his waist and Hu Ma’s eyes looked sinister. He did not expect to get cut and even get injured! Even he had experienced a lot these years, he couldn’t calm down now.

Kill them. Kill all of them!

Hu Ma thought about it.

However, he just put down the bow and intended to look for herbs to smear his wounds. At this moment, he heard the man next to him shouting.

“What’s wrong?” Hu Ma hadn’t look for the herbs and asked the man next to him.

“There... over there...” The man pointed out.

Hu Ma looked outsides and just turned his head. A gray shadow flashed and the wind blew. The half sword was struck at his neck. When he thought he was temporary safe, he was killed.

Puff~

Blood splashed.

Before Hu Ma fell to the ground, he saw the person who should have fallen down with the mountain holding the claw of an eagle and rising from below.