In the evening, after dinner, Bai Xuemei hugged Little Pea and laughed very happily, because she felt that she had made a very good decision.
However, this good mood quickly dissipated after seeing the broken baby bottle and bathing basin of the little bear cub Tuantuan.
"Brother Cheng, have Tuantuan gone back?"
Lying on the kang, Bai Xuemei cuddled up next to Han Cheng and spoke slowly, her thoughts seeming to have reached a bamboo forest in the distance.
"Well, I went back and climbed trees there with my mother..."
Han Cheng was talking nonsense.
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"Go to sleep, you have to weave tomorrow..."
The two of them were lying on the kang, chatting for a long time around the panda.
"Um."
Bai Xuemei responded, closing her eyes in the darkness for a while before finally falling asleep.
Han Cheng also fell asleep, and silence fell into silence inside and outside the tribe.
April is coming to the end, and there is no moon at night. The deep and clean night sky is studded with many bright stars, which are bright and mysterious.
The people standing guard on the wall stretched for a long time and then began to walk in a small area on the wall. This was to prevent themselves from getting too sleepy.
The night is cool and quiet, and occasionally a few frogs will chirp from the ditch beside the wall.
"Woooooooo..."
The peaceful night was broken by a burst of wolf howling. The somewhat sleepy night watchman immediately became energetic, holding his weapon tightly with both hands, and looked out of the wall.
It's just that there is no moon tonight, and the vision is extremely poor. I can only see very close places, which is still blurry.
No matter how wide the eyes of the night watchman are, it won't work.
"Woooooooo..."
The barking of dogs continues. As time goes by, not only does it not decrease, but on the contrary, more and more dogs are participating in it.
There were a lot of barks, with alertness in their voices, and some dogs even scratched the door loudly, looking like they wanted to rush out.
This kind of movement is simply a reaction after discovering something dangerous.
With such a loud noise, the people guarding the wall didn't even have to knock their hammers. The people who were sleeping in the room were quickly awakened. After a brief confusion, they began to get up one after another.
The dark night deepened people's fears and also caused some confusion. Even if the senior brother was shouting loudly, there was still chaos.
Han Cheng was also awakened from his sleep. Hearing the chaotic sounds, he was immediately startled.
Did people from other tribes come here in the middle of the night?
Or were the slaves in the slave yard outside taking advantage of the darkness to rebel?
Han Cheng sat up in a hurry, ignoring Xiao Wandou who was awakened from his sleep and cried loudly in fright.
"Hold your son!"
He hurriedly confessed to Bai Xuemei, held the fire seal in his hand, and walked quickly outside, almost knocking Wu who had also taken it out in a hurry to the ground.
"God...Son of God, what's wrong..."
Han Cheng fumbled to help Wu, and Wu asked anxiously. This old man didn't want any accidents to happen to the tribe.
"I don't know either."
Han Cheng responded, helped Wu and walked outside. He took a look at the crowd of people. He pulled out the fire stick in his hand and blew it vigorously. He held it high in his hand and shouted loudly: "Don't panic! Don't panic.
Panic! Come towards me!"
The light flashed in the darkness, like a beacon, pointing the way to the panicked people, and Han Cheng's vigorous shouting also had an effect.
Then the chaotic crowd began to gather quickly towards Han Cheng.
"Don't talk! Don't talk!"
Han Cheng continued to shout, and the chaotic crowd gradually became quiet.
Someone found firewood, and Han Chenggong lit it with a fire stick. The orange fire rose and illuminated everyone, driving away all the last panic in everyone's hearts.
Everyone in the Qingque Tribe looked at the Son of God standing by the fire, and their hearts calmed down. Yes, with the Son of God here, what else do they have to be afraid of?
It is strange to say that Han Cheng's fighting ability is only below average in the tribe, but when encountering danger, even the bravest people in the tribe want to see him.
As long as he is around, they will not be afraid.
This is something strange, but no one in the tribe finds it strange. Everyone thinks it is a matter of course.
After everyone gathered together and some order gradually came into being, Han Chenggong asked Senior Brother Sha and Junior Brother Sha to lead the people up the wall, and at the same time arranged for some people to guard the tribe gate with weapons.
And at the same time, no one is allowed to open the door.
Before that, let Long Legs run to the wall first and shout to the people in the slave yard to confirm whether the movement was caused by the slaves in the slave yard.
Han Cheng's mind was spinning rapidly. He felt that what happened tonight was probably due to a riot among some people in the slave yard.
Otherwise, no tribesmen would come to attack at night without any grudges.
If the people in the slave yard really rebelled, or took advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble, then they would have to chop off more heads tomorrow.
Do these guys think life is too comfortable?
Han Cheng clenched his fists and secretly felt cruel.
Fires gradually lit up in the tribe. This was when Han Cheng had people take out and light the torches made from scraps of discarded linen mixed with pine resin and animal fat.
The lighting range of oil lamps is limited. At times like this, torches are far less useful.
"God...Son of God, he...they are fine..."
Han Cheng secretly became furious and ran over with his long legs panting.
Hearing what Long Legs said, Han Cheng felt relieved immediately, and the fierceness just now also disappeared a lot.
These people are pretty wise and don't take their good intentions for granted, otherwise they must know how powerful they are!
"What's attacking the Horde?"
Han Cheng asked as he walked towards the wall.
"No...don't know..."
Long Legs just went to the slave yard to shout, and did not check the situation outside.
"I'll go see it again..."
At this time, he took advantage of his long legs to the extreme. As soon as he finished speaking, he ran towards the wall again.
Han Cheng asked two people to support Wu, and he quickly headed towards the wall with a few others.
On top of the wall, the senior brother and others looked a little troubled. Because of the darkness of the night, the sight was not good and they could not see very far, even with torches.
"Throw out some torches!"
After boarding the wall, Han Cheng quickly moved away from the man holding the torch and gave an order.
After climbing the wall, of course he had to keep some distance from the person holding the torch. After all, in such an environment, the person holding the torch was more likely to be attacked!
