Chapter 848 The Blackstone Tribe Arrives on 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 hunted a large number of "prey" in their territory, and because of their leader's area, many people threw the stones in their hands ahead of time. out.

As a result, more than half of these stones fell to the ground before they reached the front of the shield formation, jumping wildly on the ground.

Most of the rest were blocked by the erected shield wall.

Only two pieces hit the Qingque tribesmen.

I don't know if it's because of the name of the stone, but the stone seems to have the characteristics of attracting things also called stones at this time, and the two flying stones that flew over the shield hit him.

One fell on his body and the other on his head.

However, they were all blocked by the rattan armor and rattan helmet, otherwise, the next witch of the Qingque tribe might be opened by this stone.

Shaking it made his head a little dizzy, not only did Shi Shi not feel afraid because of it, on the contrary, he became angry all of a sudden.

He quietly moved to the side, drew the bow in his hand, and shot arrows at those screaming guys rushing here.

Although he is a cultural person of the Qingque Tribe and the next witch, he is not the kind of person who is powerless, and he does not usually practice bows and arrows.

Even Han Cheng has practiced bow and arrow these years.

On the one hand, this is because of the general environment of the times, and on the other hand, it is because of Han Cheng's intention.

Han Cheng thinks that it is best to be a literati with a knife, so that if it doesn't make sense to those who disobey the tribe on weekdays, he can roll up his sleeves and beat them up, convincing them with physics, and making them After calming down, continue to move 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 Song and Ming Dynasties.

If this was the case, Han Cheng felt that if Quanxia knew about it at that time, he would definitely ask God to let him travel through this place again, and when he came back, he would kill these unworthy descendants in advance...

Han Cheng thinks,

If Confucius had spirit, he would definitely do this.

At least he will show a more decisive attitude than when Zhu Shaozhengmao was in charge, and he will scold all the unscrupulous disciples and grandchildren 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 shame.

As for the descendants of the Confucian family who bear the title of Yan Shenggong, but after the neon captured the land of China, they sent electricity to celebrate. If Confucius and his elders knew about it, they would definitely regret planting these seeds in the first place.

In the view of Yi Xia, the distinction between the old man is very clear, it can be said that he is like an angry youth, and the descendants of future generations...

"Zheng~Zheng~"

As soon as Han Cheng's words fell, the sound of the bowstring trembling was heard at the same time as the stones flew towards them, and seven or eight feathered arrows shot towards the screaming people who rushed forward.

For this group of people who came suddenly and pounced on them without saying a word, Junior Brother Sha couldn't bear it long ago. If the Son of God hadn't said anything before, Junior Brother Sha would have led people to shoot arrows long before they threw the stone .

But it's not too late now!

"Plop!"

The one-eyed leader who was running in the front fell to the ground, because he was running too fast and the side was not flat. After falling, his body rolled uncontrollably towards the left front.

"#￥5!"

The one-eyed leader, who was a little dizzy from the fall, cursed angrily. He was cursing the stone that tripped him and his own carelessness.

At such a critical moment, the damn stone actually tripped him, and he was tripped by it and fell so far, this is really unforgivable.

Because if this was a previous fight and such a serious mistake occurred, it would be enough to cause him a big loss!

Just now when the ground stopped rolling, he hurriedly looked at those strange people, and saw those people holding strange things, still standing there without moving.

It made him breathe a sigh of relief, thankful for his luck.

At the same time, it felt stupid for these people not to take this opportunity to rush at him, take the opportunity to stab him or even kill him directly.

These people don't know how to take advantage of such a good opportunity, what is it if it's not stupid?

I really don't know how these people caught so many prey in their territory.

While the mind was full of thoughts, the one-eyed one who stopped rolling pressed the ground with one hand, ready to get up from the ground quickly.

It was also at this time that suddenly there were screams from those who followed him.

One-eyed was very angry in his heart. He fell to the ground so hard that he didn't make a sound. What are these guys screaming?

Could it be that they, like themselves, fell to the ground while running?

Thinking this way in my heart, the person has already jumped up from the ground and turned his head to look back.

After a look, he was immediately shocked and angry.

Because four or five people from their own tribe fell to the ground!

These wailings are from them.

How does this make him not angry?

As the person who ran in the front, I accidentally fell to the ground, but those of you who followed clearly saw that I was tripped by a stone and fell there, but you still fell with the tripped person. What do you want to do? !

Do you still want to kill these damned guys who dare to invade your territory? !

One-eyed, who was startled and angry, wished he could run over and kick these tribe members who learned everything from him.

His thought disappeared because he saw blood flowing from the fallen people, and two guys even rolled over twice and stopped moving.

And they all have a small branch with feathers stuck on their bodies!

How is this going? !

One-eyed is full of surprise.

Under his bewildered gaze, some of the running people in the tribe screamed and rolled on the ground.

This time he could see clearly that the reason why these people from his own tribe fell to the ground was not because they were tripped over by the stones on the ground like him, but because they were hit by the twigs flying towards them!

The one-eyed man who saw this scene clearly couldn't help but let out a scream.

He is really distressed.

Because a twig like this was also inserted into his chest.

"Boom!"

There was a dull sound in the head, and the one-eyed head shook violently.

The stone that had made intimate contact with his head bounced high amidst the splashing blood, and landed not far away. After a few rounds of gurgling, it stopped rolling.

Dark red blood flowed down his forehead and into the one eye.

With one hand on his chest and the other on his head, he swayed and lay straight on the ground.

In the blood-colored sky, there seemed to be an eagle flying high, circling round and round.

Cyclops 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 twitched uncontrollably.

In a daze, thinking of those prey caught by these people, Cyclops felt particularly unwilling...

"#￥x-on:3!"

In an instant, eleven or twelve people fell down, and these screaming and rushing people dared not rush forward anymore.

Looking at those people who look extremely strange is like looking at some monsters, only to feel that they are scarier than the scariest people they have seen before.

I don't know who uttered a cry, and these people turned around in a mess, turned around and rushed towards the back.

When they rushed forward just now, they ran fast enough, but at this moment, their speed is faster than when they rushed forward!

On the way to escape, two or three other people fell to the ground.

"Alright! Don't chase!"

Seeing this, Han Cheng loudly issued an order to stop the people who wanted to pursue.

The purpose of their trip south this time was to find a place suitable for the survival of the tribe, not to fight with any tribe.

Since the tribe that fought without saying a word has calmed down and realized their own mistakes, then of course there is no need for people to chase and kill them. Such a thing is meaningless.

If you encounter such a tribe when you are relatively close to the tribe, you can still defeat it, and then use their surviving people as slaves of your own tribe, but here, those who are not familiar with the place of life, they themselves You don't know how long you need to go before you stop.

At this time, it is too cumbersome to bring a vote of slaves.

Of course, it would be a different matter if Han Cheng could be ruthless and let these slaves deliver things with them, and slapped them when there was no food.

Of course he couldn't do such a thing.

After hearing Han Cheng's order, the crowd, who were a little excited to kill, stopped chasing after Han Cheng, and allowed these very angry and inexplicable guys to escape.

Those whose legs or arms were not important parts were shot by feather arrows, or were hit by stones, struggled from the ground, limped, and staggered to the distance.

The people of the Qingque tribe had Han Cheng's order, but they didn't chase after them and let them go.

"Let's go! They're all gone! The person who fled first is no longer visible, running faster than a rabbit!"

The guy who climbed the tree very nimbly jumped up the tree three times, and after looking hard at the direction in which the one-eyed tribe was escaping, he said aloud, with some ridicule.

So Han Cheng asked everyone to disperse and continue with the previous work.

The second senior brother continued to deal with the half-processed wild boar, junior brother Sha and the others were handling the birds, and some others took out some peas to supplement nutrition for the two donkeys and the deer.

Some people who were seriously injured but not completely dead uttered weak cries. The people of the Qingque tribe were just doing their own things, and ignored these people who tried to attack them just now.

Han Cheng also ignored it.

There is always a price to pay for doing something wrong, and now in the wilderness, even if he takes action, these people will not be able to survive.

By the time the group of the Qingque tribe had finished their breakfast, packed up and continued southward along the river, the weak shouts had already disappeared.

Not long after everyone left, a wild beast came over and gnawed...

"Wow~wow~"

The sound of oars stirring the river sounded, and a large raft was crossing the river fifty to sixty meters wide.

On the raft, there were only two rowers standing, and on the rest, there was a donkey with four hooves bound and a deer with four hooves bound, both of them were trembling at this moment .

Han Cheng and the rest of the people stood on the shore, watching the raft slowly approaching him and the others.

This was the last trip, and when the raft landed, everything was delivered.

This was 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 going south to east, and walking forward for a while, there was a tendency to go north.

Han Cheng asked the people in the tribe to stop, chose a place where the river was stable, built a raft, and crossed the river.

After the raft touched the shore, several people stepped forward to lift the donkey and the deer off, and untied the ropes that tied their legs.

These two guys, like the rest of the animals crossing the river before, had all four legs trembling constantly.

After tying the raft to a tree on the shore, and resting here for a while, everyone continued to head south...

The mountains are vast, and there are tall trees growing.

"Give you."

Under Han Cheng's signal, the second senior brother put down the bighorn sheep weighing thirty to forty catties on his back, and then handed it to a primitive man with some animal skins around his lower body.

Mao was doing fancy translation on the sidelines.

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 the traces that seemed to be left after being hacked by a huge axe.

The man holding the dead sheep stood here looking at it for a while, scratching his head with his hands, not knowing why these weird-looking people went there.

Such doubts only lasted for a short time before they disappeared.

He looked at the sheep in his arms and was overjoyed. He was the first to encounter such a sheep just by pointing the way for these people. He was the first to encounter such a good thing in their tribe.

Dang even put the sheep on his back, and then ran quickly towards the place where his tribe was.

With this sheep here, I will definitely be able to get enough food to eat today.

That guy in the tribe has always refused to drill the grass with him, but today he brought back such a big sheep, let's see if she won't drill him!

Within the long and narrow gap, Han Cheng looked up, and there was only a narrow line left in the vast sky.

Both sides are straight up and down cliffs, most of them are bare rocks, and a few of them grow some strong vegetation.

People in the tribe, including Han Cheng, are the first time to walk this kind of existence like a ray of sky. Looking up, while marveling at the uncanny craftsmanship of nature, many people are worried , the towering cliffs would 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, what we encountered were endless mountains, the kind that could not be circumvented.

On the other side of the mountain, Han Cheng didn't find any traces of some plants that were only found in the south. He gritted his teeth, and after a night's rest, he and the tribesmen plunged headlong into the vast mountains.

After walking inside for two or three days, I finally came to a dead end, blocked by the towering mountain wall.

On the way back to try something else, I met some people who live here.

The rest of the people were frightened away by Han Cheng's weird appearance, only one who was stupid and bold ran slowly, and then was invited to lead the way for everyone in the Qingque tribe...

In the Qingque tribe, Wu stood at the gate of the tribe and looked out.

The flat land is covered with a layer of green carpet, which is the millet sown this year.

On the other side of the river, people in twos and threes were scattered there, working.

The deer dragged the columbine cart through the fields, leaving traces on the plowed and harrowed land, and the shelled millet flowed out along the hollow columbine legs and slid into the soil.

This is the second round of spring plowing in the tribe, and it has basically come to an end by now.

The large rapeseed field has already pulled up the stiles at this time, and there are pinches of small flower buds that have not yet bloomed on it. It will not take long for these rapeseed flowers to bloom one after another.

When these rapeseed flowers bloom and are about to wither, the third round of spring plowing in the tribe will begin.

In the past, the third round of spring plowing in the tribe usually waited until the rapeseed matured, but this year it needs to be brought forward.

This is something Shenzi explained, saying that he was worried that this year's winter would come earlier than last year's, and that if the planting was late, the last crop of millet would be affected by the cold and greatly reduce production.

Thinking of Shenzi, Wu couldn't help looking south.

Counting from the day Shenzi and the others left the tribe, twenty-eight days have passed.

Five days after Shenzi and the others left, the nest of eggs that they held had all turned into chicks. At this time, they were running back and forth in the chicken coop like little fluffy balls under the leadership of the old hen.

I don't know where Shenzi and the others have gone, and whether they have found a warm place suitable for the tribe to survive.

Are they in danger...

You won't be in danger, you won't be in danger... With the wisdom of the Son of God, you are still the Son of God, so you will definitely not be in danger...

Wu's heart was raised once again.

After staying here for a while, he finally couldn't stand still, so he returned to the room where the totem pole was placed, and prayed to the totem pole, hoping that the gods of their tribe would bless the Son of God and them to be safe.

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 screamed and cursed angrily, raised one foot, and kicked the bark hard.

It had been a long time since he had been beaten by the leader of the Blackstone tribe, and was kicked to the ground by the leader of the Blackstone tribe.

The leader of the Blackstone tribe was of course angry, because they had been gone for so long, and they hadn't seen the shadow of the tribe that the bark mentioned.

Every time I asked when the bark would arrive, the bark said it would be soon.

Today, after the bark said it was fast again, the leader of the Blackstone tribe finally couldn't bear it anymore, and gave the bark a hard kick.

If it hadn't been for such a long time, the leader of the Blackstone tribe wanted to take people back and ignore the Qingque tribe.

After the leader of the Blackstone tribe beat the bark, many of the tribes that followed couldn't help but want to come over and beat this damned guy.

But after remembering that he was from the Blackstone tribe, everyone could bear it again.

The people of these tribes, at this time, have a lot of resentment towards the bark that leads the way. Because of the long time of walking on the road, many of the tribesmen among them have almost eaten all the food they carried.

Even though they were walking, they also searched for food, but this time there were too many people traveling together. It was impossible to provide so much food in the same place. In addition, the main purpose was to hurry, and there was not enough food. is also normal.

Because of the repeated walking and the lack of food, some people fell to the ground while walking.

These felled people are basically skinny and skinny tribes that suffered a catastrophe last winter.

Their bodies have never recovered, and now after such a lot of fatigue, it would be strange if they didn't lose their staff.

"#￥%E"

Bark got up from the ground and said to the leader of the Blackstone tribe, still meaning that it was coming soon.

Apart from this, he didn't know what to say about the rest, he couldn't tell them, he forgot how to leave, right?

After the bark's words came out, the leader of the Blackstone Tribe raised his foot and wanted to give him another kick, but he lifted his foot halfway and then put his foot down again.

Now that I have come here, there is no other way to go except to follow the bark.

"#ERR!"

The leader of the Blackstone Tribe looked at the bark and uttered angrily, meaning to let the bark continue to lead the way.

Hearing the words, Bark hurried to the front again, looking back and forth while digging forward.

These will be seen and the scenes in memory will be mutually confirmed.

Looking at everything around, 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.

The bark was completely dizzy at the moment, but there was no good way, he could only bite the bullet and lead the people to continue walking forward.

The sun is gradually slanting to the west, and birds fly from the sky into the woods.

"#￥%!"

Bark shouted excitedly, pointing to the front right.

There was no wind at this time, and there was a column of smoke rising from the front right...

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