Chapter 2 trembling of the earth

In 1895 in the Western calendar, Mona Ludo was thirteen years old. In Hiroshima, Japan, which is far away from the mountainous area of ​​Nantou, Taiwan, where he lives, Li Hongzhang, the plenipotentiary minister of the Qing Dynasty with long braids and gray beard, represents the corrupt and weak Qing court. On the top, it stamped the seal of agreeing to cede Taiwan and the Penghu Islands to Japan. The imprint left by the seal on the white paper is as red as blood, not only officially declaring that China has slashed across the Taiwan Strait, sending Taiwan and Penghu into the arms of foreigners; the strong color is like a prophecy, predicting blood, With the invasion of the Japanese Empire, this piece of fertile soil hanging on the whirling ocean in the south will be dyed red.

At this moment, in the embrace of Mount Qilai in Central Taiwan, the sky is still blue; the sun is still warm. However, Mo Na's sharp eyes, which can easily track the footprints of sika deer, cannot see that in the Taiwan Strait in the far north, there is a Japanese ship named Yokohama Maru, which is slowly approaching Keelung Port under the escort of dozens of warships.In the official cabin of the Yokohama Maru, Japanese Governor Kawayama Sukiki gathered officials from the Governor’s Mansion appointed by the Japanese Empire to take over Taiwan, and said majestically to a map of Taiwan placed on the table:

Taiwan Island is the new territory of our Great Japanese Empire, a land that has not bathed in the grace of the emperor!Today when we enter this land, we must take love and care as the principle, so that the people will be happy and return to the benevolence of our emperor, but at the same time, we must also go hand in hand with kindness and power, so that the people will not have a heart of humiliation∣∣ Although he was nearly sixty years old, Huashan Ziji's face, which had been blown by the sea wind for a long time, was still radiant.He approached the map, pointed to the central mountain range of Taiwan Island on the map, and said slowly: Especially the heartland of Taiwan ruled by the ignorant and stupid tribe, the forest and mineral products there will be the infinite treasures of our empire!

Dad, last night I dreamed of a deer with horns on its head and white spots on its eyes.Among the cedar forests where the rainy season has just ended, dark green moss grows on the wet tree trunks.Mo Na, who got up early in the morning and was about to go hunting, excitedly told his father Lu Daobai about the dream of last night. Lu Daobai didn't respond to Mona's words, he just raised his hand, motioning for Mona to keep silent.Mona fell silent according to his father's instructions.He followed Ludobye's eyes and observed the movement of the Sinsin bird on the tree. This is one of the customs of the Sediq people. Divination must be carried out before hunting. The hunter who is about to go hunting must predict the good or bad luck of the trip by the sound of the Sinsin bird and the direction of travel.Once there is a bad omen in divination, the hunting operation has to be cancelled.

The father and son watched the grey-headed Sinsin bird peck the rough bark with its short and pointed beak on the branch. The tawny feathers on its belly and the white eye sockets around its eyes made it look forever Smart and noble. Mona stared at the bird intently, hoping that it could give an answer to this divination as soon as possible. The rare weather gradually cleared up, and his wedding with Bagan Wallis in Dao Ze Qun Tun Bala Society was coming soon. Mona did not want to waste any A chance to chase animal tracks in the forest. Suddenly, as if hearing Mo Na's inner voice, the SINSIN bird glides down from the high branch, lands on the ground on the right side of the two, and makes chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp.

The SINSIN bird sang, and its singing was so gentle!Lu Daobai smiled happily, obviously the SINSIN bird gave them a good omen. Go, Mona, and hunt the deer of your dreams to prepare for your wedding. Finding the approval of his father and the support of auspicious omens, Mo Na excitedly jumped up from the ground, and this action also caused the SINSIN bird to flap its wings and fly to the sky.Mo Na grinned, showing her white teeth and smiling happily.He picked up the matchlock gun that was on the ground and carried it on his shoulder, nodded to his father, then turned and ran into the dew-covered forest.

In this alien land surrounded by mountains, the rules governing the operation of the whole world are still the sun, ancestral spirits and four seasons.Mona didn't know that during the years when he was growing up, a battle between nations was breaking out on the plains downstream of those streams. Ever since the Japanese army descended from Keelung Yanliao in 1895, the Taiwan Democratic Republic was established by officials and gentry in response to the cession of Taiwan by the Qing Dynasty. However, President Tang Jingsong had no intention of a decisive battle and fled back to the mainland only for personal safety. Under such circumstances, it lasted only twelve days before it was declared dead.

Seeing that the president fled without fighting against the enemy, the gentry, civil and military officials, big businessmen, big landlords and other leaders at all levels who chanted the war against Japan, as well as the ruling class of the former Qing Dynasty, also rushed back to China. With the regular army defeated and those with vested interests scrambling to flee overseas, it was the volunteer army composed of farmers and ordinary people who really fought hand-to-hand with the Japanese Empire.Facing the well-armed and well-disciplined Japanese army, the honest Taiwanese peasants relied on their meager guns, and most of them only used simple weapons such as knives, sticks and even hoes to resist foreign invasion with flesh and blood.

Bullets pierced the farmer's chest one after another.The braids they left on their heads are still swaying, but those who asked them to tie their braids have already forgotten them, and even their own lives are about to be far away. Die, Ma Ai will die after fighting with them!Holding the bullet-riddled blue ground yellow tiger flag (the national flag of the Democratic Republic of Taiwan) and speaking the Heluo dialect, the consul rushed towards the village occupied by the Japanese army with a big knife, and the volunteers behind him also raised their sickles and hoes. Followed forward, but their shouts had not had time to resonate with the breeze, but were immediately drowned out by the loud gunshots∣∣

woof!The mountain hounds barked ferociously. When Mo Na heard the barking of the dog, he exchanged glances with other hunters beside him, and spread away from each other, preparing to surround the prey driven down the mountain by the hounds. Stepping barefoot on the moisture-rich leaves, Mona's footsteps made a rustling sound.His legs are thick and muscular, and the foot strength he has exercised in the mountains since he was a child can allow him to run over two hills in a day. In the whistling wind beside his ears, he heard the barking of the hound getting closer, so Mo Na stopped, raised his gun, and aimed at the source of the sound.

Unexpectedly, a wild Qiang jumped out of the grass. It found the hunter in front of it, so it suddenly changed its direction with a strange footstep, and ran towards the direction of the stream. Don't try to escape!Mona fired the matchlock bullet, and the sound caused the titmouse on the nearby tree to fly away from the branches in a hurry, but Mona's bullet only scratched the skin of the mountain qiang's back, making its footsteps slightly bumpy. Shan Qiang, who was not seriously injured, stabilized his body, and then started to flee for his life again.At this moment, a sharp arrow shot by a hunter hit the Shan Qiang's flank fiercely with a force of thousands of troops. Shan Qiang let out a wailing cry and fell heavily to the ground. Lost strength, can only wilt on the ground. Aha, it worked, it worked!Holding a bow and smiling, the young hunter Qi Wang jumped out of the grass and looked at the mountain qiang on the ground and let out a victory cheer. SINSIN bird's prediction is really accurate!Mo Na held the gun with one hand, put the barrel of the gun across his shoulder, and walked to Qi Wang.He couldn't help imagining the scene in the future when the tribe shared delicious food at his wedding. Hey Mona, do you want to move on?We have already hunted wild boars and this wild Qiang!The hunters, who were only about the height of Mo Na's shoulders, asked Mo Na.Mona's stature of nearly 190 centimeters makes other hunters look short. I still want to go on, Luo Aqi, you and the others should carry the prey back first. Hearing what Mo Na said, Luo Aqi patted Mo Na's arm, walked towards the mountain Qiang with another hunter, and lifted the mountain Qiang up.Ready to return to the tribe. Mona, I'll go with you!Hope suddenly said. you sure? I'm sure, there's nothing to be afraid of! Mona smiled, took the gun off his shoulder and held it in both hands.Not everyone can keep up with Mona, who is famous for his madness in both fighting and hunting. The clansmen who returned first started to leave, Mo Na and Ba Wang turned around together and walked in the opposite direction of the tribe. In the dense mixed coniferous and broad-leaved forest, squirrels jump lightly between the branches. Originally, in spring and summer, the Sediq people seldom hunt, because in the warm season, miasma is easy to grow in the mountains, and poisonous snakes and poisonous bees are most active at this time.Especially the highly poisonous cobras and tortoise shell flowers are not only abundant, but also difficult to treat after being bitten, so hunters will try to hunt in cool and less threatening autumn and winter seasons. But Mo Na, as the leader's son, continued to go deep into the depths of the uninhabited forest in order to hold a proper wedding, hoping to hunt more prey. Mo Na and Ba Wang walked quietly, and there were thorny plants in the weeds at any time, ready to cut their skin.Hunting for prey is exciting but requires patience, impatience and noise will not bring you anything! Slowly, Mo Na's footprints came near a small clear water pool, where Mo Na, who had been walking slowly, stopped here. Seeing Mo Na's movements, Ke Wang looked around vigilantly.It didn't take much effort for his eyes to find a sambar with flat head horns and white hair around the eyes near the pool, drinking water gracefully by the pool. Sambar is a difficult game for Sediq hunters.Because of their high alertness and sensitive hearing, sambars often run away when hunters are just about to get close. Seeing this sambar standing taller than a person, Mo Na was inexplicably excited. He took two steps forward very carefully, slowly raised his gun, and aimed at the sambar's body. At the same time, Wang Wang couldn't hold back his joy, and since then surpassed Mona's body.He walked two steps in front of Mo Na, raised the gun in his hand, and prepared to shoot at the sambar. A burst of sudden anger spread in Mo Na's heart!Facing Bawang's back, Mo Na immediately fired his spear, and the invisible bullets passed by Bawan's ear, precisely creating a dark red hole in the sambar's neck. The sudden accident made Bai Wang startled, he watched the sambar fall down in horror, the loud sound of bullets chirping in his right ear, he covered his ear, and looked back at Mo Na in puzzlement. This is the deer of my dream, no one can help me shoot it!Mo Na walked past Pan Wang with a serious expression, and walked towards the place where the sambar fell. Looking at the twitching sambar, Mo Na pulled out the knife on his waist and stabbed at the deer's neck, and when the blade was pulled out, bright red deer blood came out.Mo Na bent down, leaned his mouth, took two mouthfuls of the warm and fishy liquid, then turned around and beckoned to Ba Wang, asking Ba Wang to come and share Mo Na's prey. Mo Na's invitation made Qi Wang hesitate for a while.He found that even though he grew up with Mona, he still couldn't understand the thoughts hidden in Mona's heart, and when you can't grasp a person's thoughts, fear is born accordingly. Looking at the still-shocked look of Bawang, Mo Na felt a vague apology in his heart, he showed a gentle smile to Bawang, as if he was apologizing for his actions just now. Come and take a sip, fresh deer blood can make the body warm.Mona said to Bawang. Mo Na's friendliness reassured Bawang a little, he took the sambar body from Mo Na's hand, and sucked two mouthfuls of fresh deer blood tremblingly.When the heat flowed through his throat, Ba Wang raised his head, and met Mo Na face to face.Mo Na smiled proudly with blood-stained lips, and he seemed to be two different people from the menacing look when he shot the gun before. The severe tinnitus has not subsided, but the heart of longing shakes even more violently. Facing the majestic leader's son, who is good at marksmanship and extremely dignified, he felt that he was making friends with a dark night. Dark night represents sleep, but also represents danger and death.Mona has the ability to put peace of mind and worry on the people he gets along with at the same time. Looking at Mo Na's face, I hope I don't know what kind of mentality I should use to face him. That kind of doubt is a complicated feeling. In the headquarters of the Japanese Army Governor in Taipei City, a cup of steaming light green liquid radiated the fragrance of tea leaves. Huashan Ziji sat at his sandalwood desk, looking at the Japanese casualty report in his hand, frowning slightly. He was born as an admiral, and standing on the stable and unshakable ground, he still felt the trembling of the ground faintly. In his plan to take over Taiwan, it was originally estimated that it would take about a month to conquer Taipei, but he did not expect that the former Qing army stationed in Aodi did not have the slightest will to resist the Japanese army. Without firing a single cannon, they occupied the natural danger of Sandiaoling, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack.Then within ten days, the Japanese troops were driven into the bustling city of Taipei. The complacent Kawayama Sukiki was bewitched by the victory in front of him, thinking that taking over Taiwan would not be as difficult as he expected. He even estimated that Japan only needed to use half a division of the Guards to subdue the area north of Hsinchu. But in fact, it was not the Qing army that really stood up to resist the Japanese, but the people living on the land of Taiwan! Huashan never expected that the resistance of the people in Taiwan would be much more violent than expected. Under the tenacious offensive of volunteers from all over the country, Huashan Ziji had to use four times the military strength he originally estimated. It took nearly half a year to barely control it. Despite the situation in Taiwan, sporadic civil resistance continues to be heard from time to time. Is there any way to make the people of Taiwan truly accept the rule of Japan?Huashan Ziji looked at the magnificent grassy mountain (Yangmingshan) in the distance under the setting sun, but there were many inexplicable hazes in his heart. The same beautiful sunset also falls in the mountains and forests of Mahe Poshe.It soothes the pain and danger in this world, but it also reflects hope and joy at the same time, because in this world, the coexistence of light and shadow is the permanent normality. The fragrant smell produced by the burning of dried pine branches lightly adheres to the Kaaha (pearl oyster) long garment worn by Mona.Today, he dresses up for his wedding.After the bright moonlight appeared, he and his beautiful bride, Bagonvalis, danced ecstatically before the campfire. Bagan's facial features are profound and his body is slender, so he looks petite beside Mo's tall figure, but when Mo's thick palm feels Bagan Wallis' feminine waistline, he is still conceived by himself. Shaken by the soft body that was completely different from her own. Bagan's long black hair is like a waterfall hanging upside down from a cliff, winding over her shoulders with her jumping dance steps, and the dark blue mesh cheek lines on her cheeks are woven into the shape of Mo Na's eyes in the flickering firelight. Totem of happiness. Even the senior elders of the clan praised the cloth that Bagonvalis wove, as soft as clouds.The patterns on the cloth are more colorful than the petals of cherry blossoms, and the composition is more complex and beautiful than the fields full of wild flowers in spring. Such a combination of Bagan, who is good at weaving, and Mona, who has courage and strength, can be said to be a perfect result. In the uninterrupted singing, Ludoby grabbed a log in the fire and used the flame on it to light the tobacco in the pipe.He drank a lot of millet wine and felt a little tipsy.But seeing his son's grand and lively wedding, as the leader of the Mahepo Society, he also felt extremely proud. The mountain qiang and wild boar hunted by Mona have become delicacies that the tribe chews between their tongues and teeth.Smelling the tempting aroma of meat, Lu Daobai couldn't help exhaling a puff of smoke, and shouted boldly: "Dance, children, dance so hard that you can't move!" Lu Daobai's voice received warm responses from the crowd, and the head of the Tumbala Society also approached him at this time, raising his wine glass to congratulate Lu Daobai as his in-laws. Lu Daobai drank the whole glass of wine in one gulp, and loudly sang the ballad he made up impromptu: I am Ludo Baiyi, that is my son Mona Ludo, he is bold and brave, he will be a rare big boss in the future, your daughter is lucky to marry my son∣∣ In the singing full of joy, what Mona heard in his ears was not the cooing of owls, nor the torrent of Mahepo Creek lapping on the rocks.What he heard was a kind of expectation, just like the sound made by the old nanny when she used a mallet to knock the needle into her skin, low but loud. He looked at Bagonwallis's beautiful face, and secretly prayed that the joyful and warm scene in front of him would be like the towering redwood trees in the deep mountains, standing forever between sunrise and sunset. A Japanese flag with a red sun painted on a white background flutters slowly in every place where the wind blows. In the farms full of rice, in the bustling market, the red sun on the flags covered the sunshine that originally gave birth to the land of Taiwan.Listening to the strange language spoken by the Japanese infantrymen in yellow earth-colored military uniforms, those voices seemed not to be voices, even if they were heard, they did not resonate in any way.But even if you don't want to, what can the people of Taiwan do in the face of the facts and the rifles in front of you? The braids were cut off rigidly.The irony is that the people who asked them to braid and cut off their braids were all foreigners.Taiwanese don't even have the right to how to deal with their own hair! None of those who could escape remained, and the remaining people who lived and died with this land could only try to condense their blood into dark clouds, hoping to cover up the scorching sun of the Japanese Empire.Although those clouds could only bring a shower and leave no concrete traces in a hurry, the will of those victims has turned into crimson water, seeped into the roots of the abundant crops on the plain, and solidified into rice porridge in a bowl. The taste of Taiwanese people blossoms into a taste of grief and anger, so strong that no one will forget it.Except for those who admit overnight that they have become aliens, the grief and anger are contained in the heart, and they only wait for one day to accumulate enough energy to pour out again. As for those Sediq people who are far away from the hustle and bustle and have mountains and forests to rely on, they seem to have faintly noticed the change of the wind direction in the air. For a long time, Sediq and the Han people who they call Bomkang have maintained a coexistence relationship. The only intersection is the barter transaction between the two. Seediq would use the mountain products and animal furs obtained from hunting to exchange with the Han people for the salt, matches, cloth, and even ironware, guns and ammunition they needed for life.Through the narrations of these Han people who had contact with them, Mona Ludo had heard about everything that happened in the outside world, but he never thought that the Japanese occupied Taiwan, and would have no impact on this land in the deep mountains that was favored by GAYA. affected by. At this time Mona's wife was pregnant with her first child.In order to maintain the family's livelihood, Mona followed the work and rest left by his ancestors, planting sweet potatoes, dry millet, millet and other crops in the warm season, hunting and tracking the wild boar and wild Qiang in the season when the north wind blows .And the ancestor spirit sacrifice is held during the longest day of the year to thank the ancestor spirit GAYA for the blessing of the year. He never took other people's prey, and he also abided by the agreement between tribes not to invade other people's hunting grounds.In the discipline of the Sediq people, those who do not obey the instructions of the ancestors will be cursed by the ancestors. Not only will people get sick, but even farming and hunting will have poor harvests. A person taught by his ancestors. This day is the day when the Mahepo Society gathers all the fallen goods and goes to the market to exchange supplies with the Han people.Under the bright sunshine, Mo Na and the young men from the other three tribes trekked for half a day on the mountain road to the material exchange center in Wushe. On the peninsula platform formed by a U-shaped bend in the Wushe River, the Han people and people of various ethnic groups scattered in the vast mountainous area have developed a small market here.Here, the exchanges between various races are close, but sporadic conflicts occasionally occur. The wind blew through the simple wooden scaffolding. A young Han child stood under the scaffolding and saw Mona Ludao and others coming from a distance, carrying animal skins on their backs.Although the little boy's eyes have long been used to seeing all kinds of races shuttle in the world around him, his bony eyes are still shocked by Mo's tall body and fierce aura on his face.Seeing the Seediq people getting closer and closer, the child timidly took a few steps back and hid behind an old man who was busy counting the goods. How?Feeling the little grandson tugging on his trousers, the old man paused the work at hand and looked suspiciously at the child's snotty face.But when he followed his grandson's fearful eyes and turned his head to see the figures of Mo Na and the others, his expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't help muttering. Ah, Yaoshou, it’s this again, always wearing such a big hat to trick me∣∣ The old man straightened his back to welcome Mo Na's arrival, and after Mo Na's group walked into the shade under the trellis from the sun, they immediately threw the buckskin mountain products on their backs to the ground, and relieved the pain by the way. Sore shoulders from carrying heavy loads. Mo Na didn't open his mouth to talk to the old man. In the silence, Mo Na kept looking down from high, staring at the old man's helpless face for a moment.He raised his right hand and pointed to the bag of salt on the ground beside him, then took off a rattan hat from the back of his neck, handed it to the old man, and signaled the old man to put the salt into the hat. The old man frowned and took the hat, carefully looked at the fur goods on the ground, and then looked at the rattan hat in his hand.With his body only reaching Mo Na's shoulders, he gave Mo Na a look that was too big for a rattan hat, but he didn't dare to be too tough. The action of the old man made Mo Na's eyebrows that were already pressing on his pupils twitch, and his brown pupils hiding in his double eyelids suddenly burst into sharp light. I don't know if it was due to psychological effects. The old man felt that Mo Na The dark black tattoo on the forehead seems to be a little darker. The old man didn't dare to look directly into Mo Na's eyes, but only dared to lower his head to look at the white and red linen scarf that covered Mo Na's body from his chest to his thighs, like a cassock.Although the air on the mountain was full of chill, the old man's forehead was already covered with cold sweat. An awkward confrontation can make time extremely slow. Now it depends on who will be the first to stand up and compromise. To put it bluntly, the so-called bargaining is also about the momentum of both parties. Finally, the old man gave up.He shook his head heavily, exhaled a depressed breath from his chest, cast a sidelong glance at Mo Na, reluctantly walked to the salt bag, and carefully filled spoonfuls of pure white coarse salt into the rattan hat with a container . When I met such a domineering person, with a small head and a hat as big as this ∣∣, while he was moving, he was still chanting helplessly. While the old man was spooning salt, his little grandson snuggled up behind him and stared at Mona with wide eyes.However, even facing the child, Mo Na's face still maintained a seriousness full of oppression.As for the other three Seediqs, they looked at the ironware, gunpowder and clay pots placed on the ground beside them. Mona, Daozer people (same as Sediq, but different tribes)∣∣ Suddenly, the words of the clansman Tadao attracted Mona's attention. Mo Na turned his body 180 degrees, and saw three Daozers carrying a load of mountain products on their backs, walking with a Daozer boy, approaching the old man from a row of maple trees shop. Temuchile?Mo Na looked at the Daozer man walking in the front, who was about his own age, with protruding cheekbones and thick limbs. In his memory, that man seemed to be Tiemu, the fighter who claimed to be the strongest and most accurate marksman of the Daozer Society. chile. People from Mahepo, Tiemu, the tallest one is Mona Ludao of Mahepo Society!Several Daozers who were walking also spotted the crowd under the scaffolding, and one of the young men was still close to Temukilei and pointed out Mo Na. Seeing Mo Na's figure, Temukile's eyes suddenly revealed a strong hostility.Among the aboriginal tribes where the head-hunting custom prevails, even people of the same tribe often have conflicts and accumulate hatred because of disputes between different tribes over headhunting or division of hunting grounds. For example, between the Mahepo Society and the Daoze Society, there were once battles due to disputes over hunting grounds.In that battle, the Daoze people lost to the Mahepo people who had an overwhelming number of strong men. Not only did they suffer many casualties, but they were also forced to give up part of their hunting grounds. Although the incident has passed for some time, the failure of that time is still regarded as a great shame by the Daozers, and Mo Na, as the son of the leader of the Mahepo Society, Lu Daobai, is also a recognized warrior among the various societies of the Wu Society, so When Mo's haughty face was reflected in Temu Qilai's eyes, Temu couldn't help biting his teeth tightly. The air seemed a little restless and quivering!It just so happened that the old man filled his hat with coarse salt.When he stood up straight and handed the rattan hat into Mo Na's hand, his little grandson looked at Mo Na and Temu with murderous gazes at each other in fear, and was so frightened that he couldn't even cry. He almost fell, but the Daozer child stared at Mo Na without any fear. Good, good, it's sold enough, if you want to make a mess, don't mess with me!Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the old man hurriedly spoke out to ease the tense situation between the two sides. snort!Tiemu looked away from Mo Na, and while unloading the cargo on his shoulders and putting it on the ground, he also made a disdainful noise with his nose. Hmph, Daozer pheasant! Mo Na handed over the salt in his hand to Tadao, while talking about teasing Temukile and the others.His contemptuous tone seemed to be ridiculing Daozer's inability to fight like a pheasant. Hahaha!Tadao and others laughed loudly when they heard Mona's words, and the laughter seemed to have the power of exaggeration, even the Han children who couldn't understand the language of the aborigines stood there and laughed foolishly. why are you laughing?The Daoze kid yelled at the grandson of the old man angrily. Although the Han kid couldn't understand what he was saying, he didn't dare to show his white teeth anymore. Mona Ludao, don't be arrogant, I will hunt your head one day! Mona Rudo, who had just taken a step forward, heard Temukilei's words squeezed out from between his teeth behind him, with a look of surprise on his face.Since his heroic deeds of crossing the river and cutting off two heads in the fierce battle with the Bunun had spread to all tribes in Wushe, few people dared to speak to him in such a provocative tone. Mona Rudo, my name is Timuvalis, and I will hunt your head when I grow up!That Dao Ze kid, who seemed to be no older than ten years old, also threatened him. Mo Na turned his head angrily with his clansmen, his eyes with hidden blades fixed on Daozer's posture as if he wanted to pounce on him at any time. Ironwood Wallis, I will not let you grow up!Mo Na lowered his head to look at the boy. What was rare was that the boy did not panic because of Mo Na's murderous aura. Mo Na secretly praised the boy with a deep outline in front of him. At this point in his thoughts, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Na's mouth, but when he looked at Temukile again, he didn't hide his contempt that he didn't see the other party in his eyes. Alright, the old man was very worried that the conflict between the two factions would endanger the safety of himself and his grandson, so he hurried to Mona and stuffed a box of matches into Mona's hand.Hurry up and go back when you get the salt, I will send you this fanboy!The old man said awkwardly. Mona took the match, picked up the box and shook it, making a rustling sound.He smiled slightly at the old man, expressing his gratitude slightly.After receiving the gift, Mo Na no longer made it difficult for the businessmen, he ignored Temuqilai, turned around and walked out of the scaffold with other clansmen. That kid is Ironwood Wallis, right?After walking a few steps, Mo Na softly asked Tadao beside him. It's Temukile. I mean the little boy. have no idea.Tadao replied. While walking, Mo Na looked back at the group of Daozers, his heart seemed to swallow a storm, and a wave of anger raged in his chest. He decided to take action! Laying the railway?It is not easy to build a railway in the mountains.In the sunny reception of the Puli Social Welfare and Reclamation Department, a Japanese police officer in a black police uniform spoke in surprise to the army infantry captain Yasuichiro Fukahori in front of him. The mountain forest industry needs to be developed without transportation!Fukahori, who is in his early thirties, has a serious military face.Behind him, thirteen soldiers in army uniforms were squatting on the ground, sorting out their equipment for entering the mountain. Although it has been two years since the Japanese army occupied Taiwan at this time, and the rule of the Han people in the plains has gradually stabilized, the vast mountainous area lying in the heart of Taiwan is still a closed area that Japan is eager to covet but has been unable to develop. zone. The captain of the Taiwan Temporary Railway Team directly under the Governor of Taiwan, in order to speed up the railway laying work to facilitate economic development, specially set up a mountainous railway investigation team. The authorities hope to find out suitable routes for the construction of railways based on the reports of these expeditions in-depth mountain surveys. , to benefit from the development of mountainous areas. Captain Fukahori is the commander of one of the three investigation teams. Yes, there are very valuable things like cypress and camphor in the mountain, but the problem is that the wild animals on the mountain are said to be extremely barbaric!The police officer mentioned the aborigines living in the vast mountainous area behind the guard post, and his expression became worried. The police officer's worry made Fukahori's eyebrows slightly frowned. The custom of the Tibetans on the mountain to hunt heads has long been known to everyone in the army. As a soldier, he received orders from his superiors to investigate unknown areas, so there should have been no second complaints. It's just that when Fukahori thought of his wife's worried and crying eyes before he left, he still couldn't help but feel a dull pain in his heart. Sir, people are coming.Fukahori, who fell into a trance, was brought back to reality by a voice from behind. He regained his composure, and saw a young policeman leading a middle-aged aboriginal woman standing behind him. Ah, sorry to trouble you.Fukahori thanked the policeman first, then nodded to the woman. Can you speak Japanese?Fukahori asked. A little bit.The woman answered in blunt Japanese.She is a Pingpu ethnicity who lives in Puli and does a small business. During the period when the Japanese army occupied Taiwan, she had contacts with the Japanese in business, so she could speak simple Japanese.This time, when Fukahori asked the Ministry of Reclamation for help in finding a guide familiar with the mountain conditions, she who could communicate in language became the best candidate. very good.Fukahori nodded in satisfaction. Then we should go, he turned his face to the police officer, held out his right hand and said: Thank you for your hospitality. Captain Fukahori, the creatures on the mountain are very fierce, you have to be careful!The police officer held Fukahori's hand tightly, as if giving himself the deepest blessing. Mona Ludao took Tadao and the others along the winding mountain road and headed straight into the Mahepo tribe. When Mona, dripping with sweat, rushed into the house, Baganvalis was sitting at work at the loom, and she watched her husband hurriedly put the salt and sundries on the ground, took out the long gun, and began to reload it. gunpowder. What happened?Baganvalis stood up slowly, her pregnant belly could not be concealed even by the wide kerchief. Panting, Mo Na slightly raised his head to look at Bagan, but didn't say a word.He just concentrated on reloading. Be careful!Baganwallis opened his round eyes and watched her husband's movements quietly, until Mona got up and went out of the house with a gun, and then gave him a soft warning. Bagan is well aware of her husband's personality. Mo Na is brave, but he never rushes to do things he is not sure of. He is a warrior who doesn't speak much, just like the deepest waters of Mahepo Creek, which is always smooth and waveless on the surface, but in fact there is the strongest undercurrent under the water surface. After Mona left, Bagan walked to the door with his waist supported.In addition to Mona's back, she also saw the strong men from other households running towards the assembly square with weapons in hand.She watched the commotion in the tribe blankly, and faintly felt that the child in her belly seemed to be kicking her feet with the same excitement. Run, the people from the Mahepo Society are chasing you! Daozer's hurried footsteps formed a wind pressure, causing the long grass on both sides of the mountain trail to fall.Temukilei, who was running in the front, sprinted while turning his head to urge the clansmen who fell behind him. In the chilling atmosphere, the young Timuvalis was lying on Temukilei's back, leaning his face tightly on the back of Temukilei's neck, not daring to look back at the group of enemies who were chasing after him. . ah!Suddenly a gunshot rang out, and the Daozer who was running at the back wailed, and threw his whole body down into the grass. Timukilei looked back and saw the tribesman rolling twice in the grass, his thigh was close to the back of his knee, and there was a wound as big as a chestnut, bleeding violently. Seeing this, Tiemu and the others dared to slow down a little to observe, but they didn't dare to stop completely.Only one clansman who was closest to the wounded hurriedly ran forward to help the wounded up, and carried him to continue fleeing into the forest. Where there is prey, there is a hunter.在距離道澤人約略兩個弓箭射程遠的後方，莫那魯道帶著約莫二十來個馬赫坡社的壯丁，用飛快的腳步追逐著鐵木奇萊等人。 道澤人沿路丟棄的布匹雜物散落在山徑上，被馬赫坡人踐踏而過，沾染上泥土的痕跡。 帶頭的莫那是一隻已然鎖定地面上野兔的老鷹，雙眼裡只看得見道澤人的背影。 就在此時，一個大概只有十五、六歲的年輕族人突然從後加速，像一隻疾奔的羚羊般超越了帶隊的莫那魯道。年輕的族人拿著尖刀，一臉興奮地越跑越快，那是第一次參與獵食的獅子所擁有的昂揚鬥志。只是這樣的情況看在莫那的眼裡，卻猶如一根刺扎入了眼睛。 在老鷹飛翔的路徑上，任何一片擋在面前的落葉，都是一種對於驕傲的挑釁。 因為怒氣而膨脹的心臟，讓莫那在行進中突然舉起槍，朝那年輕族人腳上放了一槍。 Wow!年輕族人止不住前進的力量向前撲倒，整個臉狠狠地在雜草間摩擦，留下了多處擦傷。 看著莫那對著自己的族人開槍，所有的賽德克族人都嚇得停下了腳步，只有莫那沒有停下來。他仍不停跑著，超越了倒在地上的青年，宛如對他的受傷視而不見。 莫那 隊伍中有年長的族人看不過去，出聲喚著莫那，聽見呼喚的莫那發現後面的人不再跟上來，這才停下腳步回頭。 二十多雙不敢置信的眼睛，質疑地望著他。 我帶隊的時候，誰都不能跑在我的前面！莫那看著眾人，用嚴厲的聲音大聲地對著所有人訓斥：戰鬥中如果再有人衝到我前面，我一定射殺他。戰鬥由我打前鋒！ 莫那的聲音清楚地鑽進每一個人的耳朵，大家都對於這樣的話語感到心驚，但這就是莫那魯道！ 有誰可以毫不遲疑的用子彈捍衛一份不可侵犯的自尊？ 即使是自己的族人，有些界線也不容逾越！ 莫那的舉動就像一種深奧的神諭，讓平凡的靈魂感受到不凡的存在！他的動作或許過於激烈，但卻沒有人可以提出質疑。人無法質疑層次不同的東西，特別在他們受到強烈震撼的同時！ stand up!莫那蹲在青年的身旁，用手拍了拍他顫抖的身體。 幾個族人趕緊跑過來，幫忙把不斷呻吟的青年扶起來，只見那青年的腳背上滿是鮮血，嘴唇則是因為痛楚而變得蒼白。 每一個接近莫那身旁的人，都可以感覺鄰近莫那的空氣，似乎有一種不同的氛圍。只要一接觸到，你自然會變得較為恭謹，不敢造次，甚至連呼吸都會放輕。對於那種無法形容的感覺，有人稱之為領袖氣質。 莫那，還要追嗎？塔達俄小心地問。森林裡道澤人的腳步聲已然渺遠，但大家還在等待莫那的決定。 追不上了。蹲在地上的莫那，知道這時要再追上敵人已經不容易了。 他的內心有一份奇怪的感覺，有時候，莫那會覺得自己的身體不是自己的，尤其是在戰鬥的當下。就像剛剛那一槍，回想起來，莫那覺得那是某種力量藉由他身體所做出的動作，每當他憤怒或是充滿戰意的時候，他就會變成另一個他所不認識的自己！ 莫那知道，這種情形代表著自己還不夠成熟，他希望自己能夠找到掌握那力量的方法，成為一個完美的戰士。 鐵木奇萊，總有一天我會殺了你！他轉過頭去望著道澤人消失的森林，緊緊地握起了拳頭，用如同岩石一般堅硬的語氣說： 沒有人可以放話要我的人頭，你最好記住這一點！