Chapter 848 The Blackstone Tribe Arrives at the Battlefield
"Bang bang bang..."
As soon as Han Cheng's voice fell, more stones flew over.
However, because these people were greatly stimulated after seeing Han Cheng and the others hunting a large number of "prey" in their territory, and because of their leader's area, many people threw the stones in their hands in advance.
came out.
As a result, more than half of these stones fell to the ground before they reached the front of the shield array, beating randomly on the ground.
Most of the rest was blocked by the erected shield wall.
Only two pieces hit the Qingque tribesmen.
I don't know if it was because of the name of the stone, but the stone seemed to have the ability to attract things also called stones. The two stones that flew over the shield formation both hit him.
One piece hit him on the body, and the other hit him on the head.
However, they were all blocked by the vine armor and vine helmet. Otherwise, the next shaman of the Qingque Tribe would probably be killed by this stone.
Shitou was shaken and his head was a little dizzy. Not only did Shitou not feel frightened by this, but on the contrary, he suddenly became angry.
He quietly moved to the side, drew the bow in his hand, and shot an arrow at the guys who were screaming and rushing towards them.
Although he is a cultural person of the Qingque tribe and the next shaman, he is not the kind of person who has no strength, and he does not practice bow and arrow.
Even Han Cheng has practiced bow and arrow these years.
On the one hand, this is due to the general environment of the times, and on the other hand, it is Han Cheng's intention.
Han Cheng felt that it was best to be a scholar with a knife, so that if he could reason with those who disobeyed the tribe and it didn't make sense, he could roll up his sleeves and beat them up to convince them with physical force.
After calming down, continue to act with emotion and reason.
Only in this way can the tribe develop better, and the elite and ruling class in the tribe will not become like those literati and officials after the Song and Ming Dynasties.
If this was really the case, Han Cheng felt that if he had known anything about Quanxia at that time, he would definitely ask God to let him travel through time again, and when he came back, he would kill these unscrupulous descendants in advance...
Han Cheng felt that if Confucius had a spirit, he would definitely do this.
At least he will adopt a more decisive attitude than when he punished Shao Zhengmao, and will denounce all the unscrupulous disciples and descendants of later generations, especially those literati since the Song, Ming and Qing Dynasties who have distorted his theories and main battles to the point of being outrageous.
As for the descendants of the Confucius family who held the title of Duke Yan, but after Neon conquered the land of China, they celebrated with electricity. If Confucius and his elders had any knowledge, they would definitely regret planting these seeds in the first place.
In the view of Yixia, the old man is very clear-cut. He can be said to be an angry youth-like existence, and the descendants of future generations...
"Zheng~Zheng~"
As soon as Han Cheng finished speaking, the sound of bow strings trembling was heard as the rocks flew towards them, and seven or eight feather arrows were fired at the people who were rushing toward them with strange screams.
Junior Brother Sha could no longer bear this group of people who suddenly arrived and pounced on them without saying a word. If the Son of God hadn't said anything before, Junior Brother Sha would have led his men to shoot arrows before they threw the stones.
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But it’s not too late!
"Plop!"
The one-eyed leader who was running at the front fell to the ground. Because he was running too fast and the place was not very flat, after falling, his body rolled uncontrollably toward the left front.
“#￥5!”
The one-eyed leader, who was a little dizzy from the fall, yelled angrily. He was cursing the stone that tripped him and his own carelessness.
At such a critical moment, that damn stone actually tripped me, and I was tripped by it and fell so far. This is really unforgivable.
Because if this was a serious mistake in a previous fight, it would be enough to cause him to suffer a big loss!
When the rolling on the ground stopped just now, he hurriedly looked at the weird-looking people, and saw those holding weird things, still standing there without moving.
This made him breathe a sigh of relief and feel grateful for his luck.
At the same time, these people felt stupid for not taking this opportunity to rush towards him, stabbing him or even killing him directly.
These people don't know how to take advantage of such a good opportunity. What else is this if it's not stupid?
I really don’t know how these people caught so many prey in their territory.
With his mind full of thoughts, One Eye stopped rolling and put one hand on the ground, preparing to get up from the ground quickly.
It was at this time that screams suddenly came from those who were following him.
Duyan was very angry. He fell to the ground so hard without saying a word. What were these guys screaming about?
Could it be that they, like me, fell to the ground while running?
With this thought in his mind, he jumped up from the ground and turned to look back.
At first glance, I was immediately shocked and angry.
Because four or five people from my tribe fell to the ground!
These wails were made by them.
How could this make him not angry?
As the person running at the front, it doesn’t matter if I accidentally fell to the ground. Those of you who were following me clearly saw me tripping over a stone and falling, but you all tripped and fell too.
What do you want to do?!
Do you still want to kill these damn guys who dare to invade your territory?!
One-eye was frightened and angry. He wanted to run over and kick the tribesmen who were imitating him in everything.
His idea disappeared because he saw blood flowing from the fallen people, and two guys even rolled twice and stopped moving.
And they all have a small branch with feathers stuck on their bodies!
What's going on?!
One-Eye's heart was full of surprise and doubt.
Under his suspicious gaze, some of the running people in the tribe screamed and rolled to the ground.
This time he could see clearly that the reason why these people in his tribe fell to the ground was not because they were tripped by stones on the ground like him, but because they were hit by small branches flying in the direction!
One Eye, who saw this scene clearly, couldn't help but let out a scream.
He was really distressed.
Because there was also such a small branch inserted into his chest.
"Boom!"
There was a dull sound on the head, and the one-eyed head shook violently.
The stone that had been in close contact with his head bounced high amidst the splashing blood and landed not far away. After a few rounds, it stopped rolling.
Dark red blood flowed down his forehead and into his one eye.
With one hand on his chest and the other on his head, he swayed and lay straight on the ground.
In the bloody sky, there seemed to be an eagle flying high, circling around and around.
One Eye really wanted to know how the other party threw these twigs into his body. He tried his best to raise his head, but he couldn't.
Instead, his body was twitching uncontrollably.
In a daze, One Eye felt particularly unwilling to think of the prey caught by these people...
“#￥@3!”
In an instant, eleven or twelve people were knocked down. Those who were screaming and rushing forward no longer dared to rush forward.
Looking at those extremely strange people, it was like looking at some monsters, and they only felt scarier than the most terrifying people they had seen before.
I don't know who shouted, and these people turned around in a mess, turned around and ran towards the back.
When they rushed forward just now, they were running fast enough, but now, their speed is faster than when they rushed forward!
On the way to escape, two or three people fell to the ground.
"Okay! Don't pursue!"
Seeing this, Han Cheng gave a loud order to stop everyone who wanted to pursue.
The purpose of their trip south was to find a place suitable for tribes to survive, not to find a tribe to fight with.
Since the tribe that started fighting without saying a word has now calmed down and realized their mistake, there is no need for them to chase and kill them anymore. Such a thing is meaningless.
If you encounter such a tribe when you are relatively close to the tribe, you can defeat it, and then use the surviving people as slaves of your own tribe. But here, those who are unfamiliar with the place, they themselves
You don’t know how long you need to keep going before you stop.
At this time, bringing a bunch of slaves is really too cumbersome.
Of course, it would be another matter if Han Cheng could be ruthless enough to let these slaves transport things and talk to them when there was no food.
Of course he couldn't do such a thing.
The crowd, who were a little excited to kill, stopped chasing after hearing Han Cheng's order and allowed these extremely angry and incomprehensible guys to escape.
Those whose legs or arms were not important parts of the body were shot by arrows or hit by stones. They struggled up from the ground, limped and staggered and ran away.
The people of the Qingque tribe had Han Cheng's order and did not pursue them, but allowed them to leave.
"Gone! Everyone is gone! The first person to escape can no longer be seen. He ran faster than a rabbit!"
The guy who climbed trees very quickly jumped up the tree three times, looked hard in the direction where the one-eyed tribe people were escaping, and then said aloud, with some ridicule.
So Han Cheng asked everyone to disperse and continue what they were doing before.
Second Senior Brother and others continued to deal with the half-processed wild boar, while Junior Brother Sha and others were dealing with the birds, and a few others took out some peas to supplement the nutrition of the two donkeys and several deer.
Some people who were seriously injured but not dead let out weak shouts. The people of the Qingque tribe were just doing their own things and ignored the people who had tried to attack them just now.
Han Cheng ignored it.
You always have to pay a price for doing something wrong, and now in the wilderness, even if he takes action, these people will not survive.
By the time a group of people from the Qingque tribe had breakfast, packed up, and headed south along the river, the weak shouts had long since disappeared.
Not long after everyone left, a wild beast came over and started to bite...
"Wow~Wow~"
The sound of oars stirring the river water was heard, and a large raft was crossing the river that was fifty or sixty meters wide.
On the raft, there were only two people rowing the raft. In the rest of the place, there was a donkey with four hooves tied up, and a deer with four hooves also tied up. Both guys were shivering at this time.
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Han Cheng and the others stood on the shore, looking at the raft slowly approaching him and others.
This is the last trip. After the raft reaches the shore, everything will be transported.
This is the fourth day that Han Cheng and the others encountered inexplicable attacks.
After walking down the river for two days, the river gradually widened, and the direction of the river changed from south to east. After walking forward for a while, it still had a northward trend.
Han Chenggong asked the tribesmen to stop, chose a place with a smooth river, built a raft, and crossed the river.
After the raft docked, several people came forward to lift the donkey and the deer down, and untied the ropes tied to their legs.
These two guys, like the other animals crossing the river before, had their legs shaking constantly.
After tying the raft to a tree on the shore, and resting here for a while, everyone continued heading south...
The mountains are vast and tall trees are growing.
"for you."
At Han Cheng's signal, the second senior brother put down the bighorn sheep that weighed thirty or forty kilograms on his back, and then handed it to a primitive man with animal skins gathered around his lower body.
Mao Ze was performing fancy translations on the side.
After the man understood what Mao meant, he hugged the dead sheep and refused to let go.
"Let's go."
Han Cheng looked at the gap in front of him that seemed to be only one or two meters wide, and said something to everyone, and then everyone entered one after another into the mark left behind as if it had been struck by a huge axe.
The man holding the dead sheep stood here for a while and scratched his head, wondering why these strange-looking people were going there.
Such doubts only lasted for a short time and then disappeared.
He looked at the sheep in his arms and was extremely happy. Just by showing the way to these people, he could get such a sheep. He was the first to encounter such a good thing in their tribe.
Dangjiu put the sheep on his back and ran quickly towards where his tribe was.
With this sheep here, I will be able to get enough food today.
That guy in the tribe has always refused to dig into the grass with me before. Today I brought back such a big sheep to see if she won't let him dig in!
Within the long and narrow gap, Han Cheng raised his head and looked up. Only a narrow line remained in the vast sky.
There are cliffs on both sides that go straight up and down. Most of them are exposed rocks, and some strong vegetation grows on a few parts.
It was the first time for the people in the tribe, including Han Cheng, to walk on such a thin line of sky. They raised their heads and looked up. While they were amazed by the miraculous craftsmanship of nature, many people were worried.
, this towering cliff will squeeze down and bury them all inside.
After walking forward for about seven or eight hundred meters, the narrow passage gradually widened, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
After crossing the river and walking south for two days, we encountered endless mountains that were impossible to get around.
On this side of the mountain, Han Cheng found no trace of some plants that were only found in the south. After gritting his teeth and resting for a night, he and the tribesmen plunged into the vast mountains.
After walking inside for two or three days, we finally reached a dead end and the path was blocked by a towering mountain wall.
On the way back to try somewhere else, I met some people living here.
The rest of the people were scared away by Han Cheng's weird appearance. Only one of them was stupid and bold and ran slowly, and then he was invited to lead the way for the Qingque tribe...
In the Qingque Tribe, the shaman stood at the gate of the tribe and looked out.
The seemingly flat land is covered with a layer of green carpet, which is the millet sown this year.
On the other side of the river, there are people in twos and threes scattered there, working.
The deer pulled the columbine across the fields, leaving traces on the plowed land. The shelled millet flowed out along the hollow legs of the columbine and slid into the soil.
This is the second round of spring plowing in the tribe, and it has basically come to an end.
The large fields of rapeseed have already been raised, and there are bunches of small flower buds on them that have not yet bloomed. It will not take long for these rapeseed flowers to bloom one after another.
When these rapeseed flowers bloom and begin to wither, the tribe's third round of spring plowing will begin.
In the past, the third round of spring plowing in the tribe usually started after the rapeseed matured, but this year it needs to be done earlier.
This is something Shenzi told me. He said he was worried that this year's winter would come earlier than last year, so the last crop of millet would be planted later and the yield of the last crop of millet would be greatly reduced due to the cold.
Thinking of the Son of God, Wu couldn't help but look to the south.
Twenty-eight days have passed since the day the Son of God and the others left the tribe.
Five days after Shenzi and the others left, the nest of eggs they held had now turned into chicks. At this time, under the leadership of the old hen, they were running back and forth in the chicken pen like little pom-poms.
I don’t know where Shenzi and the others have been, or whether they have found a warm place suitable for the tribe to survive.
Are they in danger...
You will not encounter danger, you will not encounter danger... With the wisdom of the Son of God, you are still the Son of God, you will definitely not encounter danger...
Wu's heart lifted again.
After staying here for a while, he finally couldn't stand anymore, so he returned to the room with the totem pole and prayed to the totem pole, hoping that the god of their tribe could protect the son of God and their safety.
At this moment, Wu even felt that it didn't matter whether Shenzi and the others could find a warm place, as long as Shenzi and the others could return safely...
"#￥%#!"
The leader of the Black Stone Tribe yelled angrily, raised one foot and kicked the tree bark hard.
It had been a long time since he had been beaten by the leader of the Blackstone Tribe, and he was kicked to the ground by the leader of the Blackstone Tribe.
The leaders of the Blackstone Tribe were of course angry, because they had been walking for so long and they still had not seen the shadow of the tribe that the tree bark mentioned.
Every time I asked Bark when it would arrive, Bark always said it would be soon.
Today, after Shubari once again told him to be quick, the leader of the Blackstone Tribe finally couldn't bear it any longer and gave Shubari a hard kick.
If it hadn't been for such a long time, the leader of the Black Stone Tribe would have wanted to take his people back and ignore the Qingque Tribe.
After the leader of the Blackstone tribe beat the bark of the tree, many of the tribesmen who followed him couldn't help but want to come over and beat this damn guy.
Just after remembering that he was from the Black Stone Tribe, everyone could bear it again.
The people of these tribes were very resentful towards the bark that led the way. Because they had been walking on the road for too long, many of them had almost eaten all the food they carried.
Even though they were looking for food while walking, there were too many people traveling together this time. It was impossible to provide so much food in the same place. In addition, the main purpose was to rush, so there was not enough food.
The situation is also normal.
Because of the continuous walking and lack of food, some people fell to the ground while walking.
These fallen people are basically skinny tribesmen who suffered a great disaster last winter.
Their bodies have not recovered, and now after such a hard work, it would be strange if they did not reduce their numbers.
"#￥%e"
Bark climbed up from the ground and said to the leader of the Black Stone Tribe, still meaning it was fast.
Apart from this, he didn't know what to say about the rest. He couldn't tell them. He also forgot how to leave, right?
After the bark's words came out, the leader of the Black Stone Tribe raised his foot and wanted to hit him again, but he put his foot down again after halfway up.
Now that we have come this far, there is no other way to go except to follow the bark of the tree.
"#err!"
The leader of the Black Stone Tribe looked at the tree bark and made an angry noise, meaning that the tree bark should continue to lead the way.
After hearing this, Shupi quickly walked to the front again, digging forward while looking back and forth.
Corroborate what you see with the scenery in your memory.
Looking at everything around me, I always feel that I have seen it there before and it is very familiar, but when I think about it carefully, I feel that I have never seen it before.
Shupi was completely dizzy at this moment, but there was no good way to do it. He could only bite the bullet and lead the people forward.
The sun gradually sets in the west, and birds fly from the sky into the woods.
"#￥%!"
Bark bark shouted excitedly, pointing to the right.
There was no wind at this time, and there was a column of smoke rising from the front right...
