Chapter 157 Sedan 2

Guo Erpole shouted, "A branch of Mei, a military commander and a brigade commander will carry you a sedan chair. You are the Queen Mother!"

Zhou Charter put the knife back into the scabbard, came to the sedan chair, bowed and said, "Chief, it's Zhou Charter."

"Didn't they kill you?"

"They killed the wrong person." Zhou Charter said, "A subordinate of Abani died for me."

Guo Erchang said, "I said Yimei, our military commander will personally carry you a sedan chair. You, the great chief, are very popular, but if this comes to the ears of the Qing officials, our military commander will not be able to raise his head, and he, the admiral of Huguang, can't be able to do it."

Meixi said, "It doesn't matter if the Admiral Huguang of the Qing Dynasty is not, General Zhou, you can be our governor of Taiwan!" It's not shameful for a man to carry a sedan chair for a woman in Taiwan!"

"That's a good idea." Guo Erzhuan praised, "Brother, we are self-reliant as kings in Taiwan and ignore the Qing court!"

Zhou Charter said, "Without the support of the Taiwanese people, it will be difficult for my Zhangjun to gain a foothold in Taiwan!"

"Real?" Merry Creek said, "Don't you have guns and cannons?"

"The Japanese also have guns and cannons. Do you serve them?" Zhou Charter said.

Meixi said slowly, "Wh whether the Zou people obey you or not? I don't count. Zhou Junchang, please move forward and participate in the millet festival. At that time, please make a judgment."

"Okay, Guo Erpole, get up the sedan chair!" Zhou Charter said.

"Brother, our identity is clear, and we are still carrying it up. Brother, you are the second-grade member of the court!"

"It is our blessing to carry the sedan chair for the goddess of Alishan!" Zhou Charter laughed.

The two still pretended to be sedan chairmen, carrying Merry Creek and going to the valley.

Meilixi sat in a sedan chair, and his chest was numb!

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Fusheng stepped towards the burning fire.

More than 30 tied Kanafu children knelt beside the fire and cried to the crowd in the valley. They wore festive costumes. Just a few minutes ago, they thought it was the happiest day of the year. On this day, they could put on new clothes and eat a mouthful of sweet cake. But now, what they are facing is death!

Death has come! The two eager mothers who protect their children have fallen into a pool of blood! And more mothers are looking at their children and heartbroken! If it hadn't been for the relatives pulling, they would have met the black muzzle in Tuan Ding's hand like the two mothers.

The millet sacrifice is the most sacred ceremony of the Zou people. This ceremony does not allow any blood light. Every day, the Zou people do not kill or eat meat, and express their gratitude and most sincere piety to the gods. However, at the millet festival tonight, Anan and his escort business group actually killed their compatriots. Blood stained the land of the valley, and this land should have been the purest land to sacrifice to the gods!

For hundreds of years, the kind Zou people have never dared to offend the gods or slaughter their own people like this!

All this, just because there was an Anan in Bailuzhai, he attracted the Japanese!

The arrival of the Japanese changed everything in Bailuzhai. The guns they brought shot into the chest of the rich man Kana and blasphemed the gods of the Zou people!

The fire is burning brightly, reflecting half of the sky!

Fu Sheng smiled and walked firmly against the fire!

On the high platform, Dan Cai faced Fusheng's back, knelt down on his knees and shouted loudly: "Great Chief!"

Anan shouted sharply, "He is not the great chief! I am your great chief!"

With Dan Cai's shout, all the clans on the valley knelt on the ground, facing the Fusheng walking towards the fire, kowtowed: "Big Chief!"

Thousands of people's shouts drowned out Anan's shouts!

Zou people accepted Fu Sheng as their great chief from the bottom of their hearts, although he was dying!

The second young master, who was cowardly and poor in the hearts of the Zou people, conquered the hearts of all ethnic groups at the last moment of his life!

Suffering can turn a person into a god!

Even those regiments holding Murata-style rifles began to tremble!

On the high platform, Anan's voice was hoarse: "Burn him to death! Burn him to death! He is not the great chief, he is the devil!"

Four regiments rushed to Fusheng and were about to lift Fusheng up and throw it into the fire.

Suddenly, dozens of soldiers in gray military uniforms jumped out of the jungle next to the valley. These soldiers walked quickly and moved quickly. In the blink of an eye, they rushed to the fire, and there was a scream at the edge of the fire.

The regimental men holding Murata rifles were handed over their guns before they could figure out what was going on. Several faster regimental regiments still wanted to resist, but their arms were broken by someone.

Two gray soldiers grabbed Fusheng from the hands of the regiment. Four regiments held their arms and rolled on the ground and cried for their father and mother - their arms were twisted alive by the gray soldiers!

At the same time, the regiments guarded around the high platform were also disarmed. More than 100 regiments were tied up by gray soldiers and thrown by the fire, while the children who were originally tied to the fire returned to their parents' arms.

In less than five minutes, more than 100 escorts were completely destroyed.

Anan finally reacted and shouted at the stage, "Zhang Jun, they are Zhang Jun! Fusheng, how dare you collude with the Han people and destroy the millet sacrificial ceremony of my Zou clan. You are forgetting your ancestors!"

Meng Nung led 80 Zhangjun special forces to climb up the mouth of the gourd from the path and rushed to Bailuzhai at the night. They came at the right time. One step later, Fusheng would be thrown into the fire.

Mengnon knew the taboo of the Zou people. At the scene of the millet festival, blood could not be seen. Therefore, he asked the special forces to only disarm the escort business group with close combat, and could not use knives, let alone shoot. However, those members of the escort business group are simply a pile of tofu scraps compared with these Zhangjun special forces that have experienced hundreds of battles. The special forces easily disarmed the escort group and rescued Fusheng and the children from the muzzle.

Mengnon rushed to the high platform, rushed to Anan with an arrow, grabbed Anan's skirt, and said coldly, "Anan, you colluded with the Japanese and killed the high priest. Who on earth forgot his ancestors!"

"Mennon!" Anan screamed in despair.

Mengnon held a sharp knife in his hand and his eyes were red: "Anan, the rule of the Zou people is to kill for their lives!"

"You can't kill me! This is the millet festival, and killing people is to offend the gods! God will not forgive you!" Anan trembled and shouted,

Dan Cai sneered: "Anan, you still know the rules of the Zou clan! Who killed those two mothers! You offended the gods first!"

Anan shouted, "I'm the young master of Bailu Village, the young master of the rich in Kana!" Mengneng, you are from Dabang. If you want to kill me, you have to get the order of the great chief. Without the order of the great chief, you are guilty of my tribe! Dancai, you are the warrior of the rich in Kana. Are you watching the Dabang people kill the young master of the rich in Kana in Bailuzhai!"

Anan is dying. By now, he finally understood that he had been fooled by Merry Creek. Since he was alive and died, Merry Creek must have died for him! Meri Creek is the great chief. Now Merry Creek is dead. According to the rules of the Zou people, no one can kill him without the order of the great chief!

Under the protection of the special forces, Fusheng stepped on the high platform: "Menon, in the name of the great chief, I order you to kill Anan and avenge the high priest of Abani! Mengnon, the gods will not punish you. On the contrary, the gods are going to borrow your hand to get rid of this scum of forgetting ancestors!"

"You are not the great chief, Merry Creek is!" Anan is still screaming.

A blue cloth sedan chair entered the valley field and came under the high platform. The curtain of the sedan chair was opened, and Merixi came out of the sedan chair and climbed onto the high platform.

Meri Creek is not dead! Anan's body softened and collapsed on the high platform.

Meilixi faced the dark crowd in the valley and said slowly, "From now on, Fusheng is the great chief of the Zou people." Meilixi said and bowed to Fusheng Yingying: "Morixi, see the great chief!"

Thousands of people in the audience knelt down to Fusheng at the same time: "See the chief!"

After the ceremony, Merry Creek got up and said, "Please decide on the matter of Anan!"

Thousands of people shouted in the audience: "Great Chief! Kill Anan!"

Fusheng nodded and said, "Menong took over Abani as the chief of Dabang and the high priest of the Zou clan! Please ask High Priest Mennon to kill Anan and comfort Abani's spirit in heaven!"

Mengnon picked up Anan, who was as weak as mud, went down from the high platform and came to the bonfire. His hand fell with a knife. Anan's head fell to the ground. A cavity of dark blood sprayed a bonfire, and then turned into a wisp of green smoke.

Dan Cai bowed to Fusheng: "Great Chief, what should this Japanese do?"

Kono Longqiao had already been taken by Zhangjun's special forces and tied to the high platform. Seeing Dan Cai talking about him, he hurriedly shouted, "If you kill me, the Imperial Japanese army will definitely flatten Bailu Village!" Chickens and dogs are not left! To tell you the truth, the Japanese army can rush to Bailuzhai tomorrow morning. A small gourd can't stop the elite soldiers of the Japanese Empire!"

Fusheng pondered for a little, bowed to Merry Creek and said, "The Great Chief..."

"You are the great chief! The great chief should have the style of the great chief!" Merry Creek smiled and said, "From now on, you can call me Miss Mei."

Yes! Miss Mei, what do you think we should do with this Japanese? Fu Sheng asked.

Melixi smiled and said, "Let me introduce these two sedan chairmen to you first. This is Mr. Zhou Charter, the commander of Zhangjun, and this is Mr. Guo Erchang, the commander of Zhangjun."

Fusheng has long noticed the two sedan chairs next to Merry Creek. The Su sacrifice high platform is a sacred place. The person who can climb the high platform must be a noble person. The two sedan chairmen followed Merry Creek to the high platform, and Fu Sheng guessed that he was inseparable.