At dawn, the sun had just risen from the central highlands of the northwest cape. The sound of conchs sounded one after another. In a certain Moriori settlement, people emerged from the thatched huts and looked out on the high ground. The figures of the Maori people of Samoan appeared on the ridges of the high ground in large numbers.

The Moriori did not seem overly panic because they believed that the tribal chief had reached a peace agreement with these Samoans.

The leader of the Moriori settlement led a group of people to face these Maori people. The Maori team stopped in the distance, and only more than ten people came to this side. These made the Moriori people relax their vigilance.

When the settlement leader saw clearly that the person who was walking in the front was Kupu, who had rescued his tribe, he happily opened his arms and said, "Kup, welcome you back. Our chief is ready to negotiate with your tribe to share this rich land."

Kup did not respond, and took a few steps, reaching only three steps away from the other party, and said with a grim smile: "We Samoans never share with others. This island belongs to us Samoans in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his wooden knife covered with shark teeth and slashed at the other party.

With a puff, the wooden knife was slashing the other party's neck. The sharp shark's teeth cut open his artery and blood gushed out. There were only ten Maori samurai beside Kupu, while there were nearly a hundred people around the settlement leader. But these nearly a hundred people were already scared by the blood and their faces were ashamed and their souls were scattered.

Ten Maori warriors waved wooden swords, wooden spears, and jade axes to kill. Among the Moriori people, some were cut off their necks by wooden swords, some were pierced by wooden spears, and some were smashed into their skulls by stone axes. The unexpected attack made the Moriori people at a loss for a moment and even forgot to escape.

The Maori people behind Kupp started dancing the battle dance again with their teeth and claws, which was a signal that they wanted to launch a general attack. The Moriori people in front finally woke up and began to run backwards.

A Moriori man took two steps and was shot to the ground. The Maori who stabbed him to death turned around and broke the other Moriori man who was still stunned. In a few breaths, most of the Moriori man were killed by more than ten Maori men, Kupp. In the rear, the Maori who had just finished the battle dance swept across like dark clouds.

The Moriori people gathered in the settlement woke up from shock and fled in the screams of fear and cries. Some of them hid in thatched huts, some hid in caves, and some hid in grass and woods.

Coup whispered to the Maori Samurai who was shouting by his side: "Except for the young women staying to give birth to us, the rest are killed! Their meat is enough for us to eat for a long time!"

The Maori rushed into the settlement, and the hiding people were found one by one by one and then killed. The young women were concentrating on the open space outside the settlement.

Some Moriori people finally began to resist. They held wooden sticks, not knowing whether they were not strong enough or courageous enough. The wooden sticks were weakly hitting each other and then killed by them.

A Moriori man swung his stick and smashed it at the head of a Maori man who was dragging his wife. But the swing was really weak. The Maori man was stunned for a moment and then cut the other person's belly with a wooden knife on his back.

The Moriori man covered his blood, exposed his internal organs' belly, and howled in horror. He was beaten to his head by a Maori leader with a short jade axe.

There were screams and wailing begging for mercy everywhere around the settlements, but there was no sound of fighting. At mid-Sunday, the massacre in the settlements finally came to an end. Some Maori used wooden knives to cut off the heads of the Moriori people's bodies, and then drilled a hole in their heads like smashing coconuts, inserted a reed pole, and sucked the brain marrow.

In the open space outside the settlement, piles of bonfires were set up. Some Maori cut pieces of meat from the Moriori, cleaned them, and roasted them directly on the bonfire. Generally speaking, Maori, who had a tradition of cannibalism, would have a ritual presided over by a wizard before they could eat people, but now it is wartime, there is not so much "red tape".

There were also some Maori people with higher identities who picked out good looks from the captured Moriori women and raped them in public.

At this time, three or four Lin Tao people were lurking in the nearby forest, monitoring the scene. Even though they were all "vicious people" who had "a wide range of knowledge", they were also terrified and vomited when they saw the scene like the Shura Field.

Kup opened his bloody mouth, tore off a piece of roasted human flesh and chewed it, and said in a vague manner: "Everyone should eat and drink quickly, we have three Moriori strongholds to be taken away. If they are allowed to escape deep into the island, it will be difficult to find them in the future."

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More than ten miles away, another settlement near the coast, surrounded by a large grassland. Lin Tao once again advised the old chief of the Moriori: "The situation is very clear now, the Maori just want to exterminate you. If you still don't rise up and still fantasize about reaching a compromise with each other, you will surely destroy the clan and the race."

The old chief seemed not to believe what Lin Tao said was the truth, and he stumbled: "There may be any misunderstanding here. It was said that we needed to gather everyone first before we could negotiate. Maybe they misled the time and thought we were not sincere. In fact, I have sent the order to assemble to various settlements..."

Before Lin Tao could reply, two or three panicked Moriori people broke in from outside. They almost cried and said, "Chief, Kupp brought his tribe members. This is a group of demons. Without saying a word, they killed all the people in our settlement and snatched our women away."

Lin Tao continued, "You should believe it now, make up your mind to resist!"

The old chief remained silent and after a long time he said, "But so many people have come. Most of us have never even fought, and the weapon they use is sticks. How can we fight these evil people holding weapons?"

Lin Tao patted his chest and said, "If the patriarch trusts me and hand over the rule of the Moriori people to me, I promise to subdue these Maori people and even drive them out."

The old chief blinked his eyes, took out a flat short stick made of green jade from his arms, handed it to Lin Tao, and said, "Owning this thing is the patriarch who can rule the entire clan. If the distinguished guest can really subdue or drive these evil people out of this land, the Moriori people will serve you and your descendants for generations."
Chapter completed!