Taking advantage of the brief moment I was stalling the savage, the monkey quickly turned to the side and dodged the savage's attack.

At this moment, Song Laosan also knocked down the savage in front of him, raised his gun and shouted at me, "Xiao Duan, get out of the way!"

I was about to give up when I heard Song Laosan's roar and kicked the savage in front of me, sending him flying.

Thump!

Song Laosan fired a shot, and the bullet went straight through the savage's body.

"Oh...oh!!"

The savage, in pain, lunged at me, dragging a large piece of his intestines along, and let out a hoarse roar like a wild donkey.

"Pfft!"

The monkey charged again and stabbed the savage in the back. I raised my hunting rifle and smashed the butt of the rifle into the savage's skull.

"Awooo... Awooo!"

A shrill cry came from above the valley, and then the savages who attacked us seemed to have received some kind of command, leaping and bounding away into the night.

"Whoosh!"

I smelled the blood in the air, quickly loaded a bullet into my gun, and stood there panting heavily.

The monkey looked at the savage lying in a pool of blood on the ground, its hand trembling slightly: "Young Master Duan, what we've done... wouldn't you say we've killed someone?"

"No, at least they are not people in the legal sense, and they do not have human thought or culture."

I shook my head and comforted myself, "The so-called savages are at most humanoids, just like primates such as apes and monkeys, only their appearance is similar to humans."

"Let's not talk about that now, let's look at the others first."

Old Song patted my arm and Monkey's arm, and called inside, "Zhou Peng, how are you doing?"

Zhou Peng's voice came from the darkness: "Ivan is injured!"

I turned on my flashlight and ran over quickly. Sasha was holding Ivan's arm. Seeing that it wasn't a vital injury, I felt a little relieved. Song Laosan also took out a first-aid kit and started bandaging Ivan.

At this moment, the monkey also examined the corpses of the savages and kicked the sticks on the ground: "What are these savages? How come they know how to use weapons?"

"Ding-dong!"

As the monkey kicked, I suddenly heard a metallic clang. I shone my flashlight in the direction and exclaimed, "Holy crap!"

The others thought I had spotted savages again and raised their guns. I quickly waved my hands to indicate that I was fine and not to be alarmed.

As I was saying that, I picked up the stick from the ground.

Although the stick was rusty and corroded beyond recognition, I could still tell at a glance that it was a broken knife.

Seeing me smash the rust off the knife with a stone, the monkey said with little interest, "It's not surprising that those savages have weapons. This broken weapon looks very old. Didn't the forest ranger down the mountain say that the German army left behind a lot of weapons in these mountains back then, including tanks? Not to mention a few bayonets."

"This is not a military dagger, but an ancient weapon."

I gestured to the broken knife in my hand, so rusted it was unrecognizable as a piece of iron: "This is a knife from the Jin Dynasty."

Song Laosan, who was treating Ivan's wounds, suddenly turned his head: "Is there any evidence?"

"Both unearthed artifacts and murals prove that the characteristic of Jin Dynasty swords was their large size and weight. In terms of shape, this type of two-handed ring-pommel flat-headed cleaver is quite similar to the Song Dynasty style. Because heavy armor was popular at the time, the weapons of the Liao, Song, and Jin armies all showed this trend. In the early Song Dynasty, the Song army also used large and heavy straight swords, but later officials said that the soldiers at the front line complained that the old style was too heavy and inconvenient to use, so it was changed to a lighter style."

I paused for a moment: "However, I have always been skeptical of this claim, because the soldiers of the Song Dynasty were engaged in continuous warfare, and it is impossible for their quality to have declined to the point that they could not even use a two-handed sword. Considering the Song Dynasty's consistent practice of valuing civil officials over military officials, I feel that this excuse is likely just a fabrication by civil officials to embezzle military pay."

"This is good news! These savages have weapons from the Jin Dynasty, which means there must be a Jin tomb in these mountains! We haven't come to the wrong place!"

The monkey paused for a moment, then sensed something was wrong: "But how could something buried in the tomb end up in the hands of savages? These guys don't know how to rob tombs! Could it be that the tomb has already been opened?"

"It's unlikely. If someone really was robbing a tomb here, it would be difficult for the savage to crawl into the hole, and it would be even more impossible for the people inside to bring out all this scrap metal."

I shook my head slightly: "The most likely explanation is that the tombs here were displaced or collapsed due to a natural disaster."

The monkey licked its lips: "Probably not. This is a rocky mountain, and if the person who designed Hu Shahu's tomb could find such an auspicious location as Qiancheng Yuanbao, how could their tomb design skills be so poor?"

Song Laosan added, "Don't forget, this is a no-man's land. Tomb raiding doesn't necessarily require digging a tunnel. What if the other side used explosives, and these savages occupied the tomb as their nest?"

Hearing what Song Laosan said, I became anxious: "If that's the case, we need to find the savages' lair now. I need to see if they really live in Hu Shahu Tomb. Of course, there's also the possibility that these weapons were found in the tomb on the ground, but I don't want to gamble."

"I disagree. This choice is far too dangerous."

Old Song immediately rejected my suggestion: "Don't forget, when those savages attacked us just now, they didn't even have torches, which means they have lived in this environment for a long time and their eyesight is better than that of ordinary people. Moreover, we don't know how large the number of these monsters is, and it is too dangerous to travel at night."

The monkey interjected, "This mountain is too quiet. Our gunshots can easily be heard for kilometers. Won't that attract our pursuers?"

"No, Wei Shengnan and the others have been in this jungle for so many days and know the dangers at night. They wouldn't risk searching for us, since the two sides haven't reached the point of life and death yet."

I finally suppressed my impulse: "Listen to Third Master, everyone continue to rest, and we'll search for those savages' lair first thing tomorrow morning."

After the savage attack, we all became vigilant and together carried the bodies outside the valley.

Many years ago, there was a contestant on the Hollywood Walk of Fame nicknamed "Hairy Boy" whose body was covered with black hair by 96% of his body, which earned him a Guinness World Record.

These wild men had even more hair than him, and their body hair was thicker and coarser than human hair. I don't know if this is a form of degeneration or an evolution of the human body to adapt to cold conditions.

When it was time to go on night duty, I was so tired and sleepy that I quickly lay down by the campfire and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how much time had passed when I was suddenly awakened by a gunshot, followed by the monkey's roar echoing through the valley: "Fuck you... Help! Help me!!!"