As soon as the shout of arrows was released, Shang released the fully drawn bow in his hand. With the trembling sound of the bowstring, the arrows flew toward those who were heading towards his tribe, howling and screaming.

The guys flew over.

Within the Qingque tribe, bow and arrow have become the most basic weapon, and everyone must learn it.

Except for older people like Wu, those very young children, and slaves who were not allowed to touch weapons on weekdays, there was no one who couldn't shoot a bow.

For example, Shang, who often used Chang Ge, now picked up a bow and arrow.

Of course, there is still a very big difference between being able to use a bow and arrow and being very accurate in shooting, but this difference is not that big now.

Because there were so many people coming over, there was no need to take aim at all.

The rest of the people who were ready, after Shang gave the order, also let go and let go of their arrows. In an instant, sixty or seventy feather arrows poured down.

The slaves of the Qingque tribe who did not know how to use feather arrows took stones and threw them at the rushing crowd.

There are also some people who throw wooden sticks with sharpened heads, like javelins.

As soon as a round of attacks fell, more than a dozen people rolled to the ground and let out painful wails. In such a chaotic situation, it seemed quite harsh.

It wasn't until they fell to the ground and were trampled by countless people's feet that some people had some understanding - this tribe was much more difficult to deal with than they imagined!

Some people feel very unwilling because they have gone to the edge of this tribe and can no longer live such a beautiful life.

"Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! Kill them!"

Shang roared loudly and loosened the bowstring again.

The rest of the Qingque tribe either let out arrows and roared loudly like Shang, or they pursed their lips tightly and said nothing, just set up their arrows and pulled the bowstring.

"Death or death! Death or death!"

There were also some people muttering hatefully in low voices, and the movements in their hands were extremely clean and neat.

As everyone continued to move, attacks on the wall poured down like raindrops.

"thump!"

A guy who raised his arms while running and was about to throw the stone in his hand at the Qingque Tribe people on the wall was stabbed in the stomach by a flying javelin.

The javelin with great inertia penetrated his abdomen directly!

Severe pain suddenly swept through her body, causing her whole body to twitch. The stone she was about to throw fell down and hit her foot.

It was at this time that she discovered that it was not easy to live such a life. It was not that their numbers were large enough to avoid death and achieve an overwhelming victory.

Feeling the severe pain and passing power coming from her abdomen, the intense fear almost overwhelmed her whole body.

She felt very regretful about her behavior this time.

The life I had before was actually very good. I could collect fruits with the people in the tribe, and when I met other tribes, I could also dig into the grass with them...

She turned around with difficulty, wanting to leave here and return to her original place of life.

As a result, before she could turn around, she was knocked down by someone else.

There are people howling loudly, rushing forward desperately, wanting to live a life that sounds more beautiful than dreams.

She wanted to shout to these people and tell them to stop running forward and go back quickly, but before she could open her mouth, a big foot stepped on her face, crushing her mouth that she finally opened.

Closing it again, her eyes gradually lost color.

During this process, screams continued to sound, and people continued to be hit by sharp attacks, screaming and falling to the ground...

"#4w!"

Listening to the constant screams and watching those people falling to the ground, under the threat of death, some people finally became conscious.

A tribal leader who had followed the Blackstone Tribe to attack the Bark Tribe shouted loudly, meaning that the people in his tribe should stop quickly and not run forward so fast.

While shouting like this, he was still retreating.

Some people want to retreat, but some people have red eyes.

"%#45!"

A man who looked very thin, with frostbite on his face that had not yet healed, waved the wooden stick in his hand, roared loudly, and rushed forward with all his strength.

While running, people around him kept screaming and falling to the ground, but he acted as if he didn't see them and just kept shouting, asking the people in the tribe to rush forward with him.

Last winter, the cold that fell early caused a catastrophe to their tribe.

More than half of the people in their tribe died, and the living people relied on those who died to survive.

Every day, people die of cold and hunger, and the rest rely on people from their own tribes to satisfy their hunger...

He really didn't want to live this kind of life.

He never wanted to experience something like that again.

If winter came so early this year, he felt that everyone in his tribe would die, including himself.

He didn't want something like this to happen again.

If he doesn't want that to happen, he needs to run faster at this time.

The tribe in front of them has all the wonderful things. As long as they can rush to this tribe, their tribe will never have to experience such terrible things again!

"puff!"

On the wall, someone noticed this guy running forward quickly and started shooting arrows at him.

An arrow pierced his arm, and he staggered due to the excruciating pain, and the stick he was waving in his hand fell to the ground.

He did not retreat or bend down to pick up the stick that fell on the ground, but continued to rush towards the wall of the Qingque tribe not far away.

Almost there!

You'll be there soon!

He thought so in his heart.

"thump!"

A stone the size of a fist hit his leg hard, causing him to fall to the ground uncontrollably.

He did not scream, gritted his teeth, stared with red eyes, tried his best to stand up from the ground, and continued to stumble towards the wall not far away.

After a moment, his blood-stained palms pressed against the wall, with a relieved smile on his face.

It was as if after he came here, he had obtained those excellent things, and the entire tribe was living a dream-like and beautiful life.

However, this was just taken for granted after all. His relief only lasted for a short moment before he was pulled back to the cold reality.

He found that if he wanted to get those beautiful things, it was not enough just to come to the edge of the cave like a mountain wall. He also needed to climb over the weird cave like a mountain wall.

Looking at this strange cave that went straight up and down, standing here like a mountain wall, his eyes were filled with despair.

Just running to the edge of this weird cave had already consumed all his strength. How could he climb up such a cave?

A stone falling from the sky quickly magnified in front of his eyes. The man leaned against the edge of the wall and slipped to the ground without saying a word.

A bloodstain was wiped out on the stone wall.

A man from the Qingque tribe who was standing on the wall spat hard at this guy, then picked up a stone weighing dozens of kilograms and threw it at another person who was close to the wall.

This kind of large stone is specially used to hit those who are close to the wall.

After someone approaches the wall, the power of such a large stone falling from the sky is greater than that of a bow and arrow...

The ideal is full and the reality is skinny. This applies not only to future generations, but also to this prehistoric era.

When arrows, stones, and javelins rained down like raindrops from the high stone wall, they fell into the crowd, harvesting the lives of many people and teaching many people a bloody lesson.

Only then did the hot-headed people finally become sober.

The casualties of their companions, the pungent and dazzling blood, and the pitiful wails made them realize that not everything will change according to their wishes.

At the same time, it also allows them to understand the difference between ideal and reality.

The leader of the Black Stone Tribe who followed at the end and acted as the commander-in-chief of this battle did not give any orders. These people who had just seen the fattest prey rushed towards the Qingque Tribe in a chaotic manner for fear that they would not get any benefits if they fell behind.

They all stopped rushing forward and ran towards the back.

It was already dark at this time, and the wall of the Tongshan residential area was located there. It seemed that it was integrated with the peak behind it and turned into a big mountain.

Under the reflection of the sky, only an outline of the Tongshan residential area remained, becoming taller and majestic and insurmountable.

It stands here, pressing on this land, and it seems to be pressing on everyone's hearts.

Everyone's hearts were heavy. Looking at the weird cave with only its outline remaining, and the figure standing on top of the weird cave, they all felt like they were short of breath.

The people from the Tongshan residential area of ​​the Qingque Tribe gave these people a rather heavy blow. They were beaten to the point where their heads were bleeding, and they were all stunned.

The people of the Grass Tribe, looking at the miserable scene, felt happy and afraid at the same time. If their leader hadn't stopped them all and held them firmly behind, they would not have been allowed to run so fast.

, I am afraid that some of them will no longer be able to live now.

Looking at the miserable scene, the appearance of the tribesmen who had suffered heavy losses, and then looking at their leader, the people of the Grass Tribe respected their leader even more.

Although their leader is a woman, their leader is more able to fight than men. Not only that, he is also very attentive and wiser than many men.

Their tribe, led by their leader, lived better than a tribe with many men as leaders.
To be continued...