A group of people were sweating profusely from walking. They sat down in the shade of a tree and kept fanning themselves with their hands. "Ouch! I almost died from the sun on the road."
Youzhu sat and cooled off for a while, then climbed up the hill and looked at the area at the foot of the hill near the river. Looking far away, he could see the open space at the foot of the hill at a glance.
He said to his men: "Those wild dogs from Mount Yao are just ahead. Let's turn around the hill and go down the gentle slope over there."
A dark and muscular man looked at him dissatisfied, "Youzhu, we just sat down and cooled off for a while. Those wild dogs in Yaoshan won't run away, why are you panicking?"
Youzhu looked at the strong black man lying at the foot of the hill and said: "Heiniu, it's not me who panics, it's the leader who gave the order, and you heard it yourself."
One person advised: "Hei Niu, come on first, let's kill those wild dogs first and avenge You and the dead warriors!"
After hearing this, Hei Niu quickly got up and said, "Let's go!"
"Brothers, let's go!" Youzhu shouted and ran down the hill, leading the people towards the front.
*****
Ah Chunbo was hiding in a tree and saw a group of men walking towards the gentle slope.
He looked at the braids on those people's heads and spat angrily. Who else could it be but the group of jackals from the Giant Bear Tribe?
He blew the bamboo whistle, and the insect on the tree at the foot of the mountain heard the whistle and hurriedly blew the bamboo whistle down the mountain.
Yao Xiaoqing and Yao Hu, wearing rattan armor and rattan hats, rushed out of the house with a group of people wearing rattan armor and rattan hats.
The women of the tribe and Abo stood under the wall holding spears.
All the pinto beans and cowpeas under the fence have been removed to make it easier for everyone to get in and out.
The men were holding bows and arrows, standing on the specially left wall stacks, looking at the leaves in the gentle slope of the forest in the distance, swaying back and forth like strong winds, and they were almost reaching the gentle slope.
"1,2,3..." Everyone counted silently in their hearts, waiting for them to rush into the trap.
Youzhu led hundreds of people and rushed from the gentle slope towards the woods at the foot of the mountain. One person shrank behind the team. He felt that the people of the Yaoshan tribe would not just do nothing and wait for them to come.
The people rushing in front suddenly felt that their feet were in the air, and it was too late to retreat. With a "boom", the dozen or so people running in front fell into a deep pit more than two people high.
Youzhu hurriedly dropped his butt, dug his toes into the soil under his feet, inserted the bone knife in his hand into the soil, and firmly held the handle of the bone knife before he stood firm.
He looked over and saw that the deep pit was filled with sharp bamboo thorns.
A dozen companions who fell into the trap were covered in bloody holes with bamboo thorns, and some died immediately.
The one who had not yet breathed his last made a painful cry for help toward his shocked companions on the trap, "Help me, help..."
A group of cold-blooded people who had massacred several tribes saw their companions for the first time and cried out for help.
Some people were waving their weapons and shouting that they were going to rush in for revenge.
Youzhu calmed down and suppressed the shouting people.
He hurriedly put the spear into the trap, lay down on the ground and shouted to his companions: "Brothers, hold on to the spear, and we will pull you out."
The dying man in the trap stretched out his bloody hand, grabbed the spear, and was slowly pulled up.
"Heiniu, I'll catch you!" Youzhu hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch him, but Heiniu's hand slipped and fell down again, staring at Youzhu.
Looking at the forest full of dead leaves below, the few members of the Giant Bear Tribe who were so arrogant just now felt a sense of unknown fear in their hearts.
Hei Niu looked at the sky and found that it was dark, so he murmured, "Youzhu, is winter coming? I'm going to be so cold!"
Youzhu looked at the dead black bull, thinking that he didn't even see a shadow of a human being, and that there were more than a dozen warriors dead on his side.
He was so angry that his vision went black and he roared angrily, "Wild dogs, wild dogs, wait for me, I want to eat your meat!"
A warrior looked at his companions in the trap who were covered in blood with red eyes and said, "Youzhu, get some soil and bury them!"
Youzhu said to a bearded man: "Lizzi, I will leave twenty of my companions to you. You can dig the soil and bury them. The other people follow me and go around the river to have a look."
The forest below was too dangerous, and he did not dare to risk rushing down again.
Lizi nodded with red eyes, "Everyone, be careful."
Youzhu patted him on the shoulder, "Wait, let's catch those wild dogs and skewer them on sticks to roast them."
Lizi gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, after we bury them, let's try walking through the open space over there. I don't believe that they have all dug traps in such a wide open space!"
"You must be careful." Youzhu suffered a big loss and his attitude was much more cautious than when he first arrived.
*****
Yao Xiaoqing stood on the wall and watched the trees in the forest sway all the way to the mountain. The movement at the trap at the foot of the mountain also became louder.
"Father, some people have already fallen into the trap, and others have retreated from the foot of the mountain. They probably want to come from the river."
Yao Hu looked at the west wall and said with a smile: "There are several traps in the grass outside the wall. It depends on which one they step on. They missed all of them. There are still thorns waiting for them under the wall."
Seeing that Yao Hu had gained confidence, Yao Xiaoqing felt a little happy, "Father, I will go over and help brother."
"Okay, just be careful."
Mu Feng, Xiong Niu and Gen Bo were guarding the west wall with more than a dozen people. When Mu Feng saw Yao Xiaoqing coming, he asked, "Xiao Qing, how many people are here from Black Bear?"
Yao Xiaoqing shook his head, "I'm still in the forest, I can't see clearly..."
Mu Feng opened his mouth, revealing his white teeth, "Let's get ready and wait for those jackals to come."
The bull smiled and said: "Xiao Qing, the Great Witch Tribe is more cunning than a fox. They promised us that once they find out about the Giant Bear Tribe and they want to attack us, they will send us a message. So far, they haven't even seen a single human hair!"
Yao Xiaoqing pondered for a moment, "You can't blame Yan Yu for this. He is just the leader's son, not the leader, and he can't make the decision! It is better to ask for yourself than to ask for help from others. Besides, we have never thought about counting on others."
She originally thought that Da Ma, as the leader of the clan, should be the one who keeps his promises. Now Da Ma has taught her a lesson. If you want others to take you seriously, you must first be strong, then you have the right to speak, and then you can convince others.
Take you seriously!
Seeing her angrily, the male bull slapped himself, "Xiaoqing, don't be angry, brother is just joking, we got a few oxen after all."
"Look, the Shiba Inu is coming from the river." Mufeng pointed diagonally across and shouted.
The bull climbed to the top of the wall and said, "Let me see where the jackal is?"
You Zhu and his gang had already seen Mu Feng standing on the wall.
"Youzhu, look, the wild dogs of the Yaoshan tribe are watching us over there!"
A group of people looked at Mu Feng and the others standing on the wall and wondered how there could be such a high hill by the river.