Chapter 605: The Rescued Villagers and the Rebellious Mao Mao

To the villagers, it did not matter which province of the Kingdom Jier came from; what mattered was that he represented the Agricultural God Church to save them.

This was an extremely important point. One must know that Changmai Cunzi was an autonomous village established by the Agricultural God Church. Although the village nominally belonged to the rule of the Sasi Baron, its actual owners and managers were the Agricultural God Church and the Cunzi Priest stationed there.

This was a fact that had existed and been maintained since the village's founding. From the moment the villagers were born, they received baptism from the Cunzi Priest, were given names, and accepted the faith of the Agricultural God. Even if not everyone was a devout believer, they were all followers of the Agricultural God.

The religious faith of the villagers, as well as the wealth produced and accumulated by the village, were all very important to the Agricultural God Church. Because one village might not count for much, but countless such villages were the very source of the Agricultural God's powerful strength and infinite Divine Power. They were also the foundation of the Agricultural God Church's massive scale.

Therefore, in fact, when Changmai Cunzi was attacked by Defeated Soldiers a few days ago and the entire village was forcibly taken away, the villagers had always hoped that the Agricultural God and the Church they believed in would come to rescue them as soon as possible.

They suffered continuously, and they endured continuously.

Some people prayed bitterly to the deity for redemption and salvation every day, and through pain time and time again, this anticipation turned into a fixation.

Some died of hunger in despair, suffering immensely before death. Not only was there physical pain from hunger and pain from injuries sustained while working, but there was also extreme mental anguish; after all, before they died, the salvation they hoped for had not arrived.

Some felt that the faith they had accepted since childhood was nothing more than a scam that had continued for many years, a serious deception. They were equally pained and therefore cursed everything, no longer mentioning the name of the Agricultural God, even feeling disgusted by it, and would detour or mock every fellow villager they saw who still persisted in their faith.

The villagers hurt each other because of these different transformations.

Everyone was covered in scars, not only physically, but also in their relationships and spirits.

It was difficult for Jier to understand how much of an impact his statement just now—that he was sent by the Agricultural God Church to save them—had on the villagers.

He just looked at the surrounding villagers with some surprise, watching them kneel on the ground, weeping bitterly, and shouting the name of the deity loudly. Some laughed wildly, happy. Some rushed up to tightly grab the plates of Jier's armor, painfully questioning him why he had come so slowly.

Some had pale faces, at a loss, either kneeling to pray for forgiveness or silently retreating to places where the firelight could not reach, curling up in the shadows and muttering to themselves.

Some cheered and jumped for joy, excitedly patting everyone around them, shouting Jier's name, thanking him for his arrival, and loudly stating that the warriors of the Agricultural God Church were truly amazing, as their lives had become comfortable the moment he arrived yesterday.

There was even an old man who fainted from emotional agitation, but he was immediately shaken awake, no longer worrying about Jier's unknown identity, no longer needing to worry that Jier was a minion of some Evil God, using the grace of saving their lives to push them toward a mysterious existence.

"Everyone, please calm down, everyone, please calm down!"

Jier said loudly.

"I now require you all to calm down first and follow my orders. While ensuring your own safety, guard the entrance and exit of this Mine. Beware that in the subsequent battle, those soldiers might rush in and cause harm to everyone!"

A young man asked loudly: "Jier, uh, Lord Jier! You look so powerful, aren't you going to stay by everyone's side to protect them?"

Jier corrected the other's form of address: "Just call me Warrior Jier. I am here to rescue and protect everyone, but the best protection is to eliminate the enemy! And to defeat and annihilate those Defeated Soldiers, relying solely on the Warriors under my command won't quite work; I must step in to defeat the opponent securely."

Jier explained: "The Warriors I brought this time are fewer than twenty, which is still a bit short in number compared to the several dozen Defeated Soldiers entrenched in this Jiedian, so I must participate in today's battle to ensure our side defeats them with low casualties."

After Jier's explanation, the villagers understood, but the fact that Jier only had fewer than twenty people here still made everyone a bit disappointed. After all, who wouldn't hope for thousands of troops to rescue them? If not thousands, an army of a hundred would also be fine!

As it turned out, the people sent by the Agricultural God Church were only twenty-something, but fortunately, the Jier before their eyes had unknown strength and seemed as if he could annihilate those hateful soldiers who bullied everyone all by himself.

"Follow my command. Just now, those alien Beast people went out to seek revenge on the soldiers in the Yingdi, and this is the perfect time for us to strengthen the defenses of the Mine's entrance and exit! Men, please step forward; I have work to hand over to you. Women, please prepare food, water, and tools, and take good care of the children and the elderly who cannot help, ensuring their physical health."

Jier called out, letting the young and strong men among the villagers step forward.

As a result, quite a few who were physically frail, old, or too young were pulled out of the crowd by Jier.

"My body is fine, *cough cough*, I can help! *Cough cough*..." A villager with lung injuries coughed, trying hard to show the strength of his body.

But Jier waved his hand and had two people carry him out: "Rest well; after the Agricultural God Priest comes later, he will treat you."

"Warrior Jier, don't look at my beard being gray; I can eat and fight, and I don't lose to the young people at all! Believe me!" An old man with white hair and beard, considering himself still strong and powerful, insisted on joining in to contribute his strength.

But Jier stepped forward himself, pushing this man with unquestionable force and letting his family look after him: "You should just rest well; leave this to me and the other young people. We are not going to fight, but to build defensive facilities at the Mine entrance."

"Big Brother Warrior! I have grown up and will no longer stand behind my family to be protected by them! Let me contribute some strength too!" This was a child of about twelve years old. Beside him was a group of boys and girls of the same age, many of whom were thin and withered from the hunger and torture of this period, their hands and feet slender enough to make one's heart ache.

Jier sighed, looked at the bright light in their eyes, and nodded: "You may, but you can only follow behind everyone and do some auxiliary work."

The children cheered excitedly, holding hands and jumping up and down, seemingly happy that they could contribute some strength instead of simply being protected behind others.

The women handed the sharpened Mining Picks to everyone, and the Torches for lighting were also distributed for the older children to hold. As for food and drink, that was unnecessary; all the villagers had eaten until their bellies were round, and they were neither hungry nor thirsty.

"Go! I need a large amount of Stone as blocking material, as well as wooden beams and wooden pillars for reinforcement! The first step is to make the Mine's entrance and exit smaller, leaving only a path that can accommodate one person!"

Jier did not need to say too much; after he spoke simply, most people understood what to do.

They transported Stone that had no value from the various abandoned mine shafts inside the Mine, piled them in the main passage of the Mine's entrance and exit, and reinforced them with wooden beams and wooden pillars.

And after everyone began to act, Jier peered outside at the situation in the Yingdi from the entrance and exit of the Mine.

It was too lively outside; the alien Beast people who suddenly killed their way out of the Mine had truly caught the Defeated Soldiers off guard.

However, because of what had happened before, the soldiers in the Yingdi had split into two gathering points, and several dozen people were gathered together, so they actually reacted and no situation of fighting alone occurred.

However, the first main goal of the Mao Mao was not to rush toward the soldiers. Led by several Mao Mao leaders, apart from a small number of Mao Mao Warriors venting their anger toward the Human soldiers, most of them rushed toward the wooden house where the Human soldiers stored the Metal Ingots.

There had always been someone responsible for guarding this place. Even though those things happened this morning, this guard Soldier did not move a step, at most frequently looking at the two groups of people who had started fighting, feeling anxious about it.

This guard Soldier had been personally instructed by Yeluba before. He was also a confidant among Yeluba's confidants and had been repeatedly told to guard these Metal Ingots they had worked so hard to obtain.

Unless someone came to replace him to rest, even if he had to take a dump, he had to do it in his pants!

He could not leave a single step without authorization.

Facing the large number of alien Beast people rushing over suddenly, this Soldier took out a Wooden Whistle issued to him and blew it hard, emitting a sharp warning sound. But unfortunately, everyone else was busy, and there was no chance at all for them to come and help him.

"Damn it! You alien Beast people! This is where we store metal; it's not a place you should be peeking at!" Facing several dozen rushing Mao Mao, even if he knew what the other party was going to do, he had to scold and warn them, even if it could delay them for a little bit.

But the Mao Mao were furious at this moment, just wanting to see if the Metal Ingots the Humans left for themselves were any different from the Metal Lumps in their own hands.

This blocking Soldier threw the Long Spear in his hand, but the Mao Mao dodged flexibly, and not a single one was injured.

Then this Soldier raised his sword and shield, backed against the wooden house wall, and shouted as he fought.

The Mao Mao Warriors swarmed up, avoided the weapons the opponent was wielding, each used their powerful tails to entangle the Soldier's hands and feet, and then each scattered to the surroundings, knocking down this Soldier who still wanted to resist a little bit in one go.

The next moment, a Mao Mao Warrior holding a metal Dagger in both hands jumped onto the face of this fallen Soldier. The Dagger hung downward, the tip only half a finger's distance from the Soldier's eye, ready to pierce the eyeball and enter the brain to take his life at any time.

This Soldier struggled, but his hands and feet were entangled by eight Mao Mao, two by two with their tails, and coupled with the weight of the Mao Mao, he could not move. He could only watch helplessly as these alien Beast people poured into the interior of the house where the Metal Ingots were stored through the underground passage.

The rows of wooden sticks blocking the underground passage were rudely destroyed by the impatient Mao Mao, and when the Mao Mao who rushed in used the glowing insects carried in bags for lighting, they immediately saw the few Metal Ingots Jier had left there.

Although the number of these Metal Ingots was small, each one was heavy and dark. The Mao Mao's little hands touched them, feeling ice-cold, and then they tapped them with their fingernails, emitting a crisp sound.

Even more, some Mao Mao used their noses to sniff, smelling the scent of these Metal Ingots to see how much of a difference there was from the metal weapons they were equipped with, and to distinguish them from the metal scent emitted by the Metal Lumps that had been smashed before.

Because the material of the Metal Lumps was messy and even mixed with Stone, the smell was very strange, far from as good-smelling as the Metal Ingots before them and the metal weapons in their own hands.

A Mao Mao leader even wanted to replicate Jier's method of smashing open the Metal Lumps, letting the Mao Mao Warriors under him lift the Metal Ingots and smash them on the ground. But the Mao Mao did not have enough strength, and the Metal Ingots were too heavy; even if many of them worked together and their tails were put to use, they could not lift any single Metal Ingot.

Let alone lifting the Metal Ingot high and then smashing it downward.

They could barely shift or move the Metal Ingot, but lifting it up high was beyond them.

After a round of meowing communication, they still confirmed that the Metal Ingot here—that is, the metal the Human Soldier left for themselves—was far better than the Metal Lump handed to them.

At the very least, each one was larger, heavier, and sturdier in weight.

A Mao Mao Warrior used its own Iron Dagger to strike the Metal Ingot hard, but instead, its own dagger blade became full of dents and deformed, which made it feel heartbroken.

But this at least proved that these Metal Ingots were good things.

Good things, naturally, belonged to them.

With a cheer, the Mao Mao leaders discussed it and left one leader and a squad of Mao Mao Warriors behind to move and carry away all the Metal Ingots in the house; these things were now theirs, counting as part of the compensation for the Humans violating the cooperative trade.

As for further compensation, it would require those soldiers to pay with their lives.

The three Mao Mao leaders led people out of the house and loudly told the other Mao Mao Warriors who hadn't been able to squeeze in earlier about the situation inside. At this, all the Mao Mao Warriors angrily hissed.

They bared their sharp fangs, opened their mouths wide, their eyes fierce, and the fur all over their bodies stood on end.

This was the look of them preparing to fight with all their might.

And the restrained guard Soldier sighed at the end, saying, "I told them long ago that they couldn't do this..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Dagger in front of him was fiercely plunged in by the Mao Mao Warrior on his face, piercing his eyeball and sinking deep into his brain.

Afterward, the Mao Mao scattered from here, splitting into small hunting groups to hunt down the Human Soldiers in the Yingdi separately. However, those Mao Mao Warriors who had been the angriest earlier encountered stubborn resistance in the face of the Human Soldier group's strength and were beaten back.

At the very beginning, when the charging Mao Mao attacked the soldiers who were burying their heads in digging the ground to look for treasure, these soldiers who didn't care about political confrontation and were obsessed with acquiring wealth suffered some minor losses.

Several soldiers looking at the alien Beast were hit in the face by scattered Mineral Ore thrown at them.

When these hard little Stone struck their Armor, they could strike sparks, and even dent some of the thinner armor plates. Not to mention what the consequences were when these little Stone hit a person's face.

For those hit in the mouth, the skin and lips were immediately smashed, and the teeth inside were also directly broken and shattered.

And for those hit in the nose, the nose was directly broken, even caved in, causing the injured soldier great pain.

The unluckiest ones were the soldiers hit directly in the eyes, with their eyeballs exploding instantly. Even closing their eyes in advance was useless; that power was not something thin eyelids could block.

"Ah! Damn it, these cursed mountain cats! Cursed fur balls!"

"My eye! I can't see with my left eye!" a soldier exclaimed, but when the soldier next to him looked, there was no left eye left on this person, only a bloody, mangled eye socket pressed into the face.

But soon, the soldiers hit by this wave immediately dropped the wealth and Mining Pick in their hands; those who could draw their swords did so, and those without weapons at hand raised their arms, using their forearms as a Shield to protect their faces.

The soldiers immediately gathered together, standing in two rows, front and back, letting the front-row soldiers be attacked by the charging Mao Mao Warriors, while the back-row soldiers insidiously let their Long Sword pass by the shoulders and armpits of the front-row soldiers to wound the fastest-charging Mao Mao Warriors.

And in a stinking wooden house not far away, Hartna the Knight, who had been enduring the pain while listening to the various sounds outside the house, also felt a start and considered using the 【Courage Potion】.

But he hesitated for a moment, not knowing how the chaotic situation was on Piluo's side; this sudden rebellion of the alien Beast also caught Hartna the Knight somewhat by surprise.

Everything had been fine before; everyone had crossed the Southern Mountains together and smelted metal in the Yingdi together.

But why did it suddenly turn into what it was now?

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