Building Infrastructure in the Primitive Era

After ten years in the apocalypse, Qiao Yu died in battle. When she opened her eyes again, she had transmigrated to primitive society.

Her father, Shan, the tribal chief, was bitten by a tige...

Chapter 107 The Powerful Yu

At this moment, a group of people suddenly appeared in their sight. Although they moved slowly and showed no intention of attacking, the wolves still stood up one by one and took a defensive posture.

Qiao Yu stopped at one spot and gestured to stop. She didn't turn around, but just stood there, quietly confronting the wolves.

The people of the Valley Tribe were all experienced hunters, and they knew they couldn't scare the wolves at this moment. Under Man's command, they slowly and quietly formed up in the formation they had just practiced.

Until there was no movement around him, Man's voice came: "Let's stand still." Qiao Yu then slowly walked to the side.

The wolves' ears moved and their eyes followed Qiao Yu's movements, but they still did not attack.

Qiao Yu walked to the front left of the team and stood still, making sure he was not blocking the people behind him. He gave the order: "Ready. Full, start."

Man stood in the middle of the second row as the commander, and had a clear view of everyone's situation.

He glanced around and saw that everyone was focused and ready, so he gave the order: "One."

The men in the first row took their spears and hurled them at the wolves they had aimed at. Afterwards, they squatted down without caring whether they had hit the target or not.

The wolves over there suddenly saw humans throwing something at them, obviously attacking them, and the wolf king immediately howled.

The wolves heard the wolf king's cry and rushed over quickly. But before the figure could move, the spears were in front of them, and with a "whoosh", several wolves were shot to the ground.

And Qiao Yu has been waiting for this moment.

To catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. She was waiting for the wolf king to expose himself.

The moment the Wolf King spoke, Qiao Yu swung the spear outward. Her strength was immense, and the spear's speed was incredible. Before the other Valley Tribe members' spears could reach the wolf, Qiao Yu's spear was already there. With a whoosh, it pierced the Wolf King's skull. Without a murmur, the Wolf King collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The wolves that hadn't had time to rush forward paused for a moment when they saw their wolf king fall to the ground. At this moment, the second row of the Valley Tribe's spears had already shot towards them, and before they could react, they were shot dead on the spot.

Qiao Yu didn't call for a halt; Man faithfully carried out his duties, following the command of "one," "two," and "three" in unison. With each command, several wolves were shot. Because the two rows of soldiers coordinated their movements so well, the time between the two spear strikes was extremely short. Some wolves dodged the first but not the second, being killed instantly.

The wolves that rushed forward at the Wolf King's command were the strongest. Because of their speed, the spears thrown at them were not accurate, causing two of them to rush very close to the others.

The Stone Tribe, curious about the Valley Tribe's actions, disregarded their own safety and sought to get closer to witness the action. The members of the Second Squad, guarding them, cared about their own tribe and hoped to lend a hand in this crucial moment. Both sides tacitly moved closer to the scene of the battle, taking in the entirety of what had just unfolded.

While marveling at the novelty and power of the spear, the people of the Stone Tribe felt their hearts leap into their throats when they saw the two wolves approaching.

The two rows of warriors throwing their spears had no time to panic. After throwing their spears, they had to crouch down and follow the rhythm. Furthermore, Qiao Yu's pre-battle words gave them a great sense of security: "I'll take care of everything." They had also witnessed the spear Qiao Yu had just used to kill the wolf king. They believed that it was only a matter of time before Qiao Yu could kill the two approaching beasts.

So except for the group of people in the middle who were throwing at the two wolves, everyone else was moving according to their own goals and rhythm, and the formation was not at all messed up.

"Swoosh", "Swoosh", two spears flew towards the two wolves one in front and one behind. The two wolves stiffened and fell to the ground.

The direction in which the spear was shot was exactly where Qiao Yu was standing.

Everyone felt relieved, but before the joy and admiration could overwhelm them, they heard Qiao Yu shout, "Pay attention to the rhythm, don't be distracted. Continue."

"Two." Man's voice also sounded in time.

Everyone immediately put aside their distractions and began to shoot the wolves behind them. Due to their extreme excitement, their accuracy increased rapidly. With a burst of spears, several more wolves fell to the ground.

There were only a few wolves left standing or running, less than ten. Some of those standing at the back had already turned around and were ready to flee.

How could Qiao Yu let these wolves go? With a flick of her right hand, the furthest-fleeting wolf collapsed with a thud. The remaining two, still stunned, were pierced through the heads by the spears that followed.

After dispatching the few that escaped, Qiao Yu stood there with his hands in his sleeves, leaving the remaining wolves to be dealt with by two rows of soldiers. They lived up to expectations, and after a few minutes, all the wolves fell to the ground.

The people of the Stone Tribe had been jaws dropped since the first spear was fired, and now they cheered as they saw the wolves fall to the ground.

But the next moment, their cheers died down. The people of the Valley Tribe, having won such a great victory, didn't cheer with them, nor did they rush forward ecstatically to pick up the spoils. Instead, they stood still, quietly watching Qiao Yu, waiting for her orders.

The scene was so quiet and solemn that the cheers of the people from the Stone Tribe seemed extremely abrupt and out of place.

Qiao Yu stared at the fallen wolves with a serious expression and remained silent.

When everyone saw her like this, people from both the Valley Tribe and the Stone Tribe reacted.

Some wolves were playing dead. They hid among the dead, making it hard to tell which were dead and which were playing dead. If you rashly went up to pick up the spoils of battle, you'd surely be injured by the wolves playing dead.

The best way is to keep quiet and compete with the wolf in patience.

Everyone fell silent and there was complete silence all around.

Perhaps this silence made the wolf playing dead extremely uneasy. Lying on the ground, it wondered what tricks these cunning humans would come up with. Especially since it lay there, it couldn't see what was happening on the other side, wondering if those humans were tiptoeing over and attacking it secretly. Therefore, the wolf playing dead was extremely uneasy.

One wolf twitched its ears and suddenly jumped up to run away. But before it had taken a few steps, a spear shot towards it and it fell to the ground dead.

Seeing that Qiao Yu would have been fine if she hadn't taken action, but once she did, the wolves she shot didn't even have the chance to scream before dying. The people of the Stone Tribe couldn't help but swallow their saliva and wipe the sweat off their foreheads.

They finally understood how their leader had died. They were also thankful that they had remained so obedient until now, not harboring any desire to escape or rebel. They also confirmed that the people of the Valley Tribe were not boasting; their leader was truly formidable, more powerful than all of them combined.