Chapter 742 The second collision between the two tribes (two in one)
The senior brother was worried about Han Cheng's safety and wanted to accompany Han Cheng to investigate the enemy's situation personally, or directly replace Han Cheng.
Han Cheng did not agree to his request to let his senior brother go on his behalf. What he got through other people's mouths was always not as clear as what he could see personally.
Because there are many details you want to get, and some things you want to know, but there is no way to get them.
Han Cheng also did not agree to let his senior brother accompany him there.
After all, after he left, the person in the team who could calm down the situation the most was the senior brother.
If both of them are not in the team, something will inevitably happen.
As for his own safety, Han Cheng is not too worried, because Shang Hemao and others are all veterans of traveling in the wild. Han Cheng feels very safe with them traveling together.
Moreover, he only went over to take a look at the terrain surrounding the semi-agricultural tribe, and did not get too close.
After watching Han Cheng and his party leave, the senior brother who stayed in the tribe and worried about the safety of the Son of God vented some of his restlessness on the two semi-agricultural tribe slaves.
Without letting others do anything, the senior brother found two ropes and tied their hands and feet firmly.
After thinking about it, I still felt that it was not very satisfying, so I found two hard fruits, stuffed one into each person's mouth, and strangled them with linen cloth.
Seeing the two captives from the semi-peasant tribe who were tied up like giant silkworms with horrified expressions on their faces, the senior brother suddenly felt a lot calmer.
The purpose of tying these two people up is not purely to vent their anxiety. Another important reason is that this place is very close to a semi-agricultural tribe. It is necessary to prevent these two guys from temporarily turning against each other and sneaking away without anyone noticing.
Go back to the tribe to inform you.
As the war approaches, many things must be taken into consideration, and we must not be careless...
Covered in heavy snow, the semi-agrarian tribe looks very quiet, and looks no different from the surrounding mountains, forests, trees, trees and rocks.
The low domed thatched houses looked even lower and bloated under the heavy snow cover, almost integrated with the snow on the surrounding ground.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a large mushroom rising from the ground after the rain.
The difference is that these mushrooms have wisps of smoke coming out.
Here are the people living inside, lighting a fire to keep warm.
Next to the house where the female priest lives, the leader of a semi-peasant tribe is sitting on the edge of the fire, stretching out his hands and feet to roast them.
While warming himself by the fire, his stomach would make a series of gurgling sounds from time to time.
He was already very hungry, but all he could do at this time was to endure.
Because the food stored in the tribe this year is not sufficient, they need to save some food. Even he cannot eat too much.
After all, there is no need to go out hunting in winter, so if you are hungry, it is not too urgent.
After doing this for a while, he was very hungry and suddenly thought of the mysterious Qingque tribe.
It was obviously a tribe that was not very strong, but the female priest refused to let her go and check it out again.
If he had relied on himself and led many people to attack that tribe, his tribe would not only have a lot of precious pottery and delicious salt, but also a lot more food.
Why do we need to stay in the house and starve like now?
The leader of the semi-peasant tribe, who had always thought that the female priest was very wise, now felt that the female priest was not wise at all in this matter.
Moreover, because the female priest did not listen to her words before, she only allowed six people to follow the obedient people of the sheep tribe to check out the secrets of the sheep and the secrets of the Qingque tribe. As for now, none of the six people who went out have
return.
If I follow my own ideas and directly lead many people in the tribe, under the leadership of the obedient sheep tribe, I might be able to bring a big harvest to the tribe, and those six strong people will not be missing.
…
The leader of the semi-agricultural tribe thought this way, and picked a piece of charcoal with a small tree stick to let it burn more fully.
It seems that after the weather warms up and the ice and snow melt, I need to take the people in the tribe out.
Just go to the mysterious Qingque tribe.
This time I will not listen to the words of the female priest no matter what I say...
The leader of the semi-peasant tribe, holding the burning stick, thought firmly...
When the leader of the semi-peasant tribe was holding a small smoking stick, secretly imagining how to conquer the mysterious semi-peasant tribe and do whatever he wanted, the semi-peasant tribe welcomed a group of uninvited guests.
In his imagination, these people, whom he did whatever he wanted to do, were currently on the periphery of their tribe, carefully watching their tribe.
Han Cheng poked his head out from behind a large bare tree, his eyes wandering around the quiet semi-agricultural tribe's settlement, and he counted in a low voice.
He was counting the tribe's bloated, low-slung houses.
There are thirty-one such houses in total. If eight people live in one house, the tribe has 248 people.
If there are ten people in a house, this tribe has more than 300 people.
Han Cheng even felt that ten people in his own house might be considered too few.
Just like you can't imagine how many people can live in a Wuling Hongguang, it is often not easy for people to guess the density of primitive people.
However, no matter which number of people is calculated, this tribe has a lot of people, and it is certain that it will be more than 200.
After counting these houses, Han Cheng continued to look for the semi-agricultural tribe.
When he saw the simple donkey pen built with some tree trunks, mud and grass roofs among several houses, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile.
Because of the angle and distance, he couldn't clearly see how many donkeys there were in the pen, but based on a rough estimate, he felt that there would be at least thirty.
There are so many donkeys, which is indeed a happy thing for Han Cheng.
After reading this, Han Cheng looked away and began to observe the surrounding terrain of the semi-agricultural tribe.
The semi-agricultural tribe was built on the southern slope of a large mound, relatively close to the bottom. The surrounding terrain is relatively gentle, but as you go up a distance of about a hundred meters from the mound, the slope becomes steeper, which is very difficult in such a snowy day.
Difficult to climb and cross.
A mile or two away from their tribe, there was a meandering stream, but at this time the stream was covered with ice and snow. About twenty or thirty meters on the other side of the stream, there was another relatively high hill.
At this time, Han Cheng, Shang Mao and others were here.
With these two hills at the front and back, when they are attacked tomorrow, the directions in which the semi-agricultural tribesmen can escape will be much more restricted.
Keeping these secretly in mind, Han Cheng already had specific plans in his mind for how to fight this battle...
The sky had darkened for a while, and snow houses appeared one after another in the inconspicuous hills.
There was a fire inside the snow house and it was very warm.
People who felt very energetic before, after eating and drinking enough, and being in such a warm environment, fell into a deep sleep in a short time.
The eldest brother didn't have much sleepiness. From time to time he got out of the snow house and looked into the distance, feeling anxious because the Son of God had not come back yet.
"Woooo..."
There were dogs on patrol outside the station barking. The senior brother felt nervous and immediately picked up the weapons he carried with him and tensed up.
Immediately, his body relaxed again.
Because he heard a familiar voice scolding the dog in a low voice. As soon as the voice sounded, the dog immediately became quiet.
Then several figures appeared under the moonlight...
In the snow house, Han Cheng tapped his feet on the stone next to the fire while holding the bowl with both hands and slowly sipping the hot soup into his mouth.
The white steam coming out of the animal skin socks and the white steam from the hot soup in the bowl floated together in the snow house, which was very smelly.
Han Cheng ignored all this and just kept sucking the hot soup into his mouth.'
I gulped down half a bowl of hot soup in one go, and then I felt much warmer.
Shang Mao and other people who came back together basically all have the same look.
After finishing half a bowl of hot soup, Han Cheng slowed down his slurping of the hot soup and began to tell his senior brother and others about what he had seen today.
After driving Shang off to bed after eating, Han Cheng asked the trade general to call some tribal leaders over and arrange some things. After being busy for a while, the place became quiet.
This silence lasted until late at night, and then was broken again. Someone quietly came out of the snow house.
There were quite a few people there, as many as thirty or forty.
After these figures stayed in the snow house for a while, they left here through the snow without making too much noise, heading towards the semi-agricultural tribe...
The weather has cleared up, and the silver moon hanging high in the night sky is shining brightly.
The pure white snow reflects the silvery moonlight, making the surrounding area shine brightly.
Shang led a group of people to the place where they were that evening, took a look at the vague semi-agricultural tribe from a distance, and then led the people around here and headed east.
The area where the semi-agricultural tribes are located can be roughly called a small river valley, running east-west as a whole.
To the east, about two miles away from the semi-agricultural tribe, a north-south ridge extends from the hill where the semi-agricultural tribe is leaning. This ridge stops at the edge of the creek.
Down.
It is precisely the existence of this ridge that makes the valley plains that originally became wider going east, suddenly become narrower here, leaving only less than thirty people between them and the east-west hills to the south.
width in meters.
At this time, some people from the Qingque tribe, headed by Shang, were busy here.
As the shovel was waved, pits soon appeared on the snow.
For the people of the Qingque tribe who were already good at digging soil, digging holes in loose snow was no longer easy.
After the snow pit is dug, cover it with branches and withered grass, and then cover it with snow on top of the branches and withered grass.
Setting up such a trap is not difficult at all.
While some people were doing this, there were also people on the east side of the trap area who arranged two traps three meters apart.
These three sheets covering the trap are just like falling in the river.
And it was so long that it completely blocked the twenty- to thirty-meter-wide valley mouth.
Because the snow is relatively thick, these two parts are buried in the snow, so it is not easy to notice if you don't look carefully.
Time passed slowly while everyone was busy. When the moon disappeared and the sky gradually became brighter, Shang used the broom-like branch in his hand to sweep the snow on the last trap back and forth a few times, so that it could be as safe as possible.
Eliminate the traces they left here.
After doing this, Shang and the others were divided into several waves to hide on both sides of the trap.
Everyone took out some of the food they had brought with them when they came out last night and slowly ate it with their mouths to satisfy their hunger. They looked at the traps they had set with excitement and anticipation, and even touched them from time to time.
Touching the ropes they carried, they looked eager.
Shang Ze cast his gaze in the direction of the snow house, thinking to himself whether Shenzi and the others were up at this time...
Of course, Han Cheng and the others were already up. When it was just dawn, everyone had been woken up and the food had been prepared by the arranged people.
Some people didn't sleep well last night, but most people still had a good rest.
When they thought about going to attack the semi-peasant tribe today, everyone was as excited as if they had been beaten to blood.
After eating quickly, everyone headed towards the semi-agricultural tribe...
Everyone walked around the hill directly in front of the semi-agricultural tribe and came to the west of the valley. About three miles away from the semi-agricultural tribe, under Han Cheng's order, everyone stopped and started to form a team.
Eighty people from the Qingque tribe holding large shields, long swords and bows and arrows were in the middle, and there were 210 people from other tribes, and 105 people on each side were on both sides.
In the hands of these people, some were holding bronze weapons temporarily lent to them by the Qingque Tribe, but most of them were holding their various weapons.
However, it is worth mentioning that through their colleagues along the way, these people have been able to maintain a certain formation.
It is far inferior to the warriors of the Qingque tribe, but compared to the previous laxity, it is much better.
On the one hand, this is due to their envy of the neat formation of Qingque tribe soldiers, and on the other hand, Han Cheng has given them some training.
"go ahead!"
Han Cheng pulled out the simple bronze sword from his waist and pointed in the direction of the semi-peasant tribe, and everyone followed his orders.
The reason why the drums were not beaten was because Han Cheng wanted the team to get closer to the semi-agricultural tribe, because so far, the semi-agricultural tribe had not discovered them...
Two slaves from the sheep tribe emerged from an extremely low house that was almost completely covered by heavy snow.
Although it is winter, as slaves they still cannot sleep much because they need to get up to feed those nasty animals.
If they get up late, they will be beaten by these cruel people.
After stretching, the two sheep tribe slaves who turned around to hug the hay were suddenly stunned, their eyes almost falling out of their sockets.
What did they see!
people!
Lots and lots of people!
These people seemed to be spreading out together, stepping on the snow and surrounding them in a semi-encirclement shape.
These people with weapons in their hands were very close to the tribe, so close that the slaves of the two sheep tribes could vaguely see the layer of white frost on their hair and eyebrows.
What are so many people doing here?!
Shock and fear filled their hearts.
At this time, the blood-red sun jumped up from the east and shone its light.
It falls on the bronze Changge and the green bird flag fluttering in the wind, reflecting them brilliantly!
They are from the Qingque tribe!
They are coming to attack the evil tribe!
The eyes of these two dull sheep tribe slaves burst into astonishing light.
"Boom!"
Under the fluttering Qingque flag, Han Cheng swung the drumstick hard, and a thunderous sound suddenly exploded!
