"Thump, thump, thump! Beep, beep, beep!..."
The warning sounded throughout the Castilian Expeditionary Force's stronghold. In the distance, firelight faintly revealed swaying figures. The wind was full of the smell of blood, and an unspeakable stench besides. Not far away, the screams of colonial fighting men suddenly rang out, then were quickly cut short. At this moment, every Kingdom warrior in the raid held the heart of a wild beast; once they encountered Demons, it was a fight to the death!
"Pah! These Demon tribesmen sure can run... Hm? A warning conch? Damn Demons! Quick to react, aren't they!"
Red-haired Mikui looked up twice, spat with a "pah," then pulled the Bronze spear in his hand out from the back of the colonial fighting man Thomas. His strike had been extremely accurate, as if he had stabbed a peccary pig, precisely piercing the place where the heart was.
The moment he pulled it free, red blood immediately flowed like spring water, gushing and streaming. And that spreading red not only seeped into the soft soil, but also wound toward the fields, nourishing the wheat fields where many wheat shoots had grown.
"Huh? What are these Demons planting? How come I've never seen it before?"
Under the dim moonlight, red-haired Mikui held up a torch and looked curiously a few times. He saw that the cassava, corn, and Tobacco common in Taino fields had all vanished. What the Demons planted were several kinds of long, slender stalk seedlings, two kinds of round vegetables, and even a pumpkin-like soft vine, climbing on a frame?
"Ugh! This smell... piled-up manure?..."
Following the stench in the wind, right beside the newly opened farmland were piles of foul-smelling livestock dung. A little farther away were fenced wooden pens, and within them cattle and sheep bleating