Chapter 742: The Second Collision Between Two Tribes (2 in 1)

The elder brother was worried about Han Cheng's safety, and wanted to accompany Han Cheng to investigate the enemy's situation in person, or directly replace Han Cheng.

Han Cheng didn't agree to the senior brother's request to go instead of him, and what he got through other people's mouths was always not as clear as he could get through his own inspection.

Because there are many details that are wanted, and some things that are wanted to know, there is no way to get them.

Han Cheng also did not agree to let the senior brother accompany him.

After all, after I left, the person in the team who can calm the situation the most is the senior brother.

If both of them are not in the team, there will inevitably be some troubles.

As for his own safety, Han Cheng wasn't too worried, because Shang and Mao were veterans in the field, and Han Cheng felt safe with them.

And he just went to look at the terrain around the Bannong tribe, not too close.

Watching Han Cheng and his party leave, the elder brother who stayed in the tribe worried about the safety of the Son of God vented some of his restlessness on the two half-farmer tribe slaves.

Without letting others do it, the elder brother found two ropes and tied their hands and feet tightly.

After thinking about it, I still felt that it was not very enjoyable, so I found two hard fruits, stuffed one in each person's mouth, and strangled them with sackcloth.

Seeing the two captives of the Bannong tribe who looked at him in horror and were bound like big silkworms, the senior brother suddenly felt a lot calmer.

Binding these two people is not purely for venting the anxiety in my heart. Another important reason is that this place is infinitely close to the Bannong tribe. It is necessary to prevent these two guys from temporarily turning against the water and sneaking away The Hui tribe made a tip-off.

The war is approaching, and many things must be considered, so don't be careless...

Under the heavy snow cover, the Bannong tribe looked very quiet, and looked no different from the surrounding forests, vegetation, and strange rocks.

Under the heavy snow cover, the low thatched huts looked even lower and bloated, almost connecting with the snow on the surrounding ground.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a large mushroom arched from the ground after the rain.

The difference is,

There are wisps of smoke coming out of these mushrooms.

Here are the people living inside, lighting a fire for warmth.

Next to the house where the priestess lived, the leader of the Bannong tribe was sitting by the fire, stretching out his hands and feet to warm the fire.

While warming the fire, his stomach would make a series of grunts from time to time.

His stomach is already very hungry, but all he can do at this time is to be patient.

Because the food stored in the tribe this year is not enough, they need to save some food, even he can't eat too much.

After all, there is no need to go hunting in winter, and it doesn't matter too much if you are hungry.

After doing this for a while, he was very hungry, and suddenly thought of the mysterious Qingque tribe.

That was obviously a tribe with not very strong strength, but the female priest just refused to let herself go to check it out.

If he 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 even food, it would also have a lot more.

Why is it still necessary to starve in the house like now?

The leader of the Bannong tribe, who had always thought that the female priest was very wise, felt that the female priest was not wise at all in this matter.

Moreover, it was because the priestess didn't listen to her before, and only let six people follow the obedient people of the sheep tribe to check the secrets of the sheep and the secrets of the Qingque tribe. As of now, none of the six people who went out return.

If you follow your own ideas and lead many people in the tribe directly, under the leadership of the obedient person of the sheep tribe, maybe you can bring back a big harvest for the tribe, and the six strong people will not be lost. ...

The leader of the Bannong tribe thought so, and picked a piece of coal with a small stick to make it burn more fully.

It seemed that after the weather warmed up and the ice and snow melted, he needed to take the people from the tribe out for a trip.

Just go to the mysterious Qingque tribe.

This time, I will never listen to the priestess again...

The leader of the Bannong tribe held a small burning stick, thinking so firmly...

"One, two, three... twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty, thirty-one."

When the leader of the Bannong tribe was holding a smoking stick and secretly imagining the mysterious Bannong tribe doing whatever he wanted, the Bannong tribe ushered in a group of uninvited guests.

In his imagination, these people who were allowed to do whatever he wanted were now on the outskirts of their tribe, carefully watching their tribe.

Han Cheng poked his head out from behind a big bare tree, his eyes scoured the quiet place where the Bannong tribe lived, and he counted in a low voice.

He was counting the bloated, squat houses of the tribe.

There are thirty-one such houses in total, and if counting eight people living in one house, there are also two hundred and forty-eight people in this tribe.

If there are ten people in a house, there are more than three hundred people in this tribe.

Han Cheng even felt that ten people in one house might not be enough.

Just as you can't imagine how many people can come down in a Wuling Hongguang, the density of primitive people's living is often not easy for people to guess.

However, no matter how many people are counted, there are quite a few people in this tribe, and it can be determined that there are more than two hundred.

After counting these houses, Han Cheng continued to look for the Bannong tribe.

When he saw the simple donkey pen built with tree trunks, mud and grass roofs among several houses, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile on his face.

Because of the angle and distance, he couldn't clearly see how many donkeys were in the donkey pen, but based on a rough estimate, he felt that there were at least thirty donkeys.

With so many donkeys, this is indeed a joyful thing for Han Cheng.

After reading these, Han Cheng looked away and began to observe the surrounding terrain of the Bannong tribe.

The Bannong Tribe was built on the southern slope of a large mound, which is relatively close to the bottom, and the surrounding terrain is relatively gentle, but when the mound goes up a distance of about 100 meters, the slope becomes steeper. Difficult to climb and climb.

One or two miles away from their tribe, there is a meandering stream, but at this time the stream has been covered with ice and snow. On the other side of the stream, about 20 to 30 meters away, there is another relatively high hill, At this time, Han Cheng, Shang, Mao and others were here. ,

With these two hills in front and back, when they are attacked tomorrow, the direction in which the Bannong tribe can escape will be much restricted.

Keeping these in mind, Han Cheng already has a specific plan in mind for how to fight this battle...

The sky has been dimming for a long time, and in the inconspicuous small mountain depression, snow houses appear here.

There is a fire inside the snow house, which is very warm.

People who thought they were very energetic before, after eating and drinking enough, and being in such a warm environment, fell asleep in a short time.

Eldest brother didn't feel much sleepy, he got out of the snow house and looked into the distance from time to time, feeling anxious because the Son of God hadn't come back yet.

"Woooo..."

There was a barking dog on the outskirts of the garrison, and the senior brother's heart tightened, and he immediately picked up the weapon he was carrying, and his body tensed.

Immediately, his body relaxed again.

Because he heard a familiar voice yelling at Gouzi in a low voice. As soon as the sound rang out, Gouzi immediately fell silent.

Then several figures appeared under the moonlight...

Inside the snow house, Han Cheng knocked his feet on the stones beside the fire, while holding the bowl with both hands, he slowly sucked the hot soup into his mouth.

The white gas from the animal skin socks and the hot soup in the bowl floated in the snow room together, which was very flavorful.

Han Cheng didn't care about it, he just kept sucking hot soup into his mouth. '

After eating half a bowl of hot soup in one go, I felt much warmer.

Shang, Mao, and others who came back together basically all had the same appearance.

After eating half a bowl of hot soup, Han Cheng slowed down the speed of drinking the hot soup, and began to talk about what he had seen and heard today with the big brother.

After sending Shang, who had eaten, to sleep, Han Cheng asked Mao to call some tribal leaders over to arrange some things, and after a while of busy work, the place finally calmed down.

This kind of silence lasted until midnight, when it was broken again, and a figure quietly came out of the snow house.

There are quite a few people, as many as thirty or forty.

After these figures stayed in the snow house for a while, they left here on the snow without making too much noise, heading towards the Bannong 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, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

Shang led a group of people to the place where they were at this evening, took a look at the vague Bannong tribe from a distance, and led the people around here, heading east.

The place where the semi-agricultural tribes are located can be roughly called a small river valley area, which runs east-west as a whole.

In the east, about two miles away from the Bannong tribe, a north-south ridge extends from the hill against which the Bannong tribe is backed. This ridge does not stop until the edge of the creek. Down.

It is also because of the existence of this ridge that the flatland of the river valley, which was originally widened to the east, suddenly narrowed here, leaving less than 30 miles between it and the east-west hill to the south. meter width.

At this time, some members of the Qingque tribe headed by Shang were busy here.

With the wave of the copper shovel, pits soon appeared on the snow.

For the members of the Qingque Tribe who had already dug well, digging a hole in the loose snow was not to mention how easy it was.

After the snow pit is dug, branches and withered grass are covered on it, and a net is covered on the branches and withered grass, and the top of the net is covered with snow.

Such a trap is not difficult to set up.

While some people were doing this, to the east of the trap area, there were also people who set up two nets in a row, with a distance of three meters between the two nets.

These nets are different from those that cover the traps. These three nets are lowered vertically, just like in the river.

Moreover, the net is still very long, and it completely blocked the 20-30 meter wide valley entrance.

Because of the relatively thick snow, most of these two nets are buried in the snow, and it is not easy to notice if you don't look carefully.

Time passed slowly amidst the busy greenery of the crowd. When the moon faded 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 as to maximize the snowfall. Eliminate the traces they left here.

After doing this, Shang and the others were divided into several waves and hid on both sides of the trap.

Everyone took out some food from their pockets when they came out last night, and gnawed slowly with their mouths to satisfy their hunger. They looked at the trap they set up with excitement and expectation, and what's more, they touched it from time to time. Touching the ropes they were carrying, they looked impatient.

Shang cast his eyes in the direction of the snow house, thinking in his heart, Shenzi and the others don't know if they are up at this time...

Of course, Han Cheng and the others had already woken up. When the sky was just dawn, everyone had already been woken up, and the food had already been prepared by the people arranged.

Some people didn't sleep well last night, but most of them had a good rest.

Thinking about going to attack the Bannong tribe today, everyone was as excited as if they had been beaten.

After eating quickly, everyone headed towards the Bannong tribe...

The people bypassed the hill in front of the Bannong tribe and came to the west of the valley. About three miles away from the Bannong tribe, they stopped and started forming a team under Han Cheng's order.

Eighty people from the Qingque tribe with large shields, spears, bows and arrows are in the middle, and the two hundred and ten people from the outer tribes are separated by one hundred and five people on both sides.

In the hands of these people, some of them held the bronze spears temporarily lent to them by the Qingque tribe, and most of them still held 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 fighters of the Qingque tribe, but compared to the previous looseness, it is much better.

On the one hand, this is due to their admiration for the neat formation of Qingque tribe fighters, and on the other hand, Han Cheng has given them some training.

"go ahead!"

Han Cheng pulled out the crude bronze sword at his waist and pointed in the direction of the Bannong tribe, and everyone followed orders.

The reason why they didn't beat the drums was because Han Cheng still wanted the team to get closer to the Bannong tribe, because until now, the people of the Bannong tribe have not found them...

The slaves of the two sheep tribes got out of an extremely low house that was almost completely covered by heavy snow.

Although it is winter, they still can't sleep much as slaves, because they need to get up to feed those annoying animals.

If they wake up late, they will be beaten by these cruel people.

After the two stretched their waists, the sheep tribe slaves who turned to hold the hay suddenly froze, their eyes almost falling out of their sockets.

What did they see!

people!

So many people!

These people were like an unfolded net, stepping on the snow, and surrounded them in a semi-surrounding shape.

These people with weapons in their hands are already very close to the tribe, so close that the slaves of the two sheep tribes can vaguely see a layer of hoarfrost on the hair and eyebrows of this man.

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 its rays shone down.

It landed on the bronze long dagger, and on the green sparrow flag fluttering in the wind, reflecting them brilliantly!

It's from the Qingque tribe!

They are coming to attack the evil hordes!

In the eyes of the slaves of the two dull sheep tribes, an astonishing light burst out.

"Boom!"

Under the fluttering Qingque flag, Han Cheng swung down the drumstick vigorously, and there was a muffled thunder-like sound, which suddenly exploded!